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  1. Public Bookmark 94

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    “Alex.”
    Shit.
    Alex froze for half a second before forcing a chuckle. “What?”
    Henry’s jaw tightened, his gaze sharp now, assessing. “You look like hell,” he said bluntly, voice dropping into something firm. “When was the last time you slept?"
    Alex rolled his eyes, trying for an easy smirk. “Jesus, Henry, thanks for the compliment.”
    Henry didn’t even blink. “Alexander.”
    The use of his full name sent a shiver down Alex’s spine, and he suddenly felt very, very seen. He fought the instinct to look away, to deflect, to play it off, but Henry wasn’t letting up
    “Answer me.”
    Alex swallowed hard. “I’ve been sleeping,” he said, lifting a shoulder. “Just, you know, finals season. Busy."
    Henry’s gaze darkened. “That wasn’t an answer. Try again."
    Alex felt his throat tighten. He could talk his way out of a press scandal, he could debate foreign policy in front of a crowd, but this—this level of scrutiny, from Henry of all people—made him feel exposed in a way he wasn’t prepared for.
    “I dunno, A couple hours here and there. Not a big deal.”

    (Henry has to go to England for 3 full weeks, right in the middle of finals season and election campaigning: Alex doesn't take it well)

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    27 Aug 2026

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    Shane’s hands suddenly leave his shoulders, and the dull sound of knees hitting the floor echoes through the scarcely decorated room.

    Shane rests his forehead on the sweat damp skin of Ilya’s thigh, his face pulled into something wrecked and agonizing. His shaking hands wrap around the bare skin of Ilya’s thighs, and he can feel how cold and clammy they were. The sight of Shane on his knees knocks all the air from his lungs. Ilya had not calibrated this yet, he had not prepared himself for a genuinely upset, distraught Shane Hollander to be gripping his pants and staring up at him like he would an altar.

    “Don’t wanna feel like– like this anymore. ‘Wanna feel good.” Shane whispers against his thigh, looking up at Ilya like he was the answer to every single fucking problem in the world. It was heady and addictive and wrong, here.

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    or: after shane is outed to his dad, he asks (begs) rozanov to be put into subspace. (episode 6 rewrite, somewhat)

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    29 Jul 2026

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    Valentine decides kidnapping Jace and Simon is the way to go, leaving them imprisoned with no way out and no choice but to rely on one another.

    As expected, things don't exactly go to plan.

    Not for anyone.

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    The words are so honest, too honest, and they almost hurt to hear. Jace doesn't want them floating around in his brain, doesn't want the knowledge of Simon's side of the story. If he knows, if he has even a glimpse into the depths of Simon's feelings, he knows he might just agree with him.

    Plus, the fact that Simon's letting this slip, to Jace no less, only solidifies something that Jace doesn't want to acknowledge, that neither of them do. The fact that they're not going to make it out of this alive, not both of them, at least. What's the harm in being honest, this honest, if the words won't have the chance to be repeated?

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    27 Jul 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 97

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    He was gone, completely fuck-drunk, which is why he didn't even fully comprehend it when his wet eyes rolled back, his back arched, and he gurgled out a breathless, “Mommy please.”

    Henry stopped.

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    Alex has a mommy kink. They explore it. Lots of feelings and lots of fluff.

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    30 Jun 2026

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    Henry Mountchristen is left alone for the first time in his life.

    Alex Claremont-Diaz is a cowboy that shows up and points a gun at his head.

    “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were trying to sully my honor there, cowboy…” Henry reaches one hand up, letting his middle finger trace his cheekbone. “…Steal my virtue, even.” His tone is as teasing and as flirtatious as he thinks he can manage.

    He’s taking a page out of his romance novel, his confidence coming back to him in an unpredictable wave. That’s how it seems to operate, ebbing and flowing against Henry’s will. He tries to ride it as it crashes to shore.

    Alex smiles, eyes shimmering with playfulness. “Promise I’m a gentleman, darlin’.” His calloused hands creep underneath Henry’s shirt, fingertips pressing into perfectly soft skin. He’s closer now, lips inches from Henry’s ear, “Unless you’d rather I wasn’t.”

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    30 Jun 2026