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    Ha, Mydei thought in relish, looking at Phainon beneath him, having come all over those lovely robes of white, jaw slackened and breathing heavily, face flushed a lovely red and lips swollen and cherry bright.

    Men have gone to war for less and Mydei only grins- razor sharp.

     

     

    Still holy as ever.

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    14 Aug 2026

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    Love kills.

    There’s someone out there, a single person, who can love you; save you. For the unredeemed: flowers, blooming everywhere, sprouting from bone and flesh. Tendrils reaching out like children’s arms. Blooming from the throat, the mouth, an endless vomit of wilting, darkening petals. Clogged airways; inevitable death.

    There’s a luck factor. The flowers can bloom on your arms, or legs, or forehead instead, and you will be left as some human monstrosity, but you will live. There’s medicine. Stops the growth before it wraps you in it. There’s other people’s tales, to serve as a warning: some singer with roses strewn along her mouth; a pianist gone blind, peonies blooming inside both eye sockets. So: Don’t fall in love. The person that is meant for you, the one that will allow you to exist as your whole self, already exists somewhere. Anything else is rotten. Sickness. Don’t nurture your vain hopes. Don’t cherish your feelings.

    Phainon turns sixteen and his flowers are nowhere to be seen.

     

    Or: Mydei is sick and Phainon isn't.

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    10 Aug 2026

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    Phainon scoffs, lip pulled back in a snarl that is more endearing than it is intimidating. "Does playing with your food usually make it taste better?"

    Mydei hums, pretending to actually consider Phainon's question. "That depends," he rumbles, voice pitched to a depth he usually reserves for his more stubborn quarry.

    "On?" His voice is strained again. Forcing the word out before he swallows dryly, eyes searching—is he in danger, or is the alpha simply toying with him? It lends itself well to what he's asking, he supposes.

    "Whether it will heighten the thrill of the chase."

    It's just Phainon's luck that a lion wanders into his personal sanctuary, almost drowns, and then—for whatever reason—keeps coming back.

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    22 Jul 2026

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    Mydei sniffed, his eyebrows furrowing, and his jaw went slack in realization. A subtly sweet, musky scent permeated the air, the Chimera hybrid looking up at him through lidded eyes, lips slightly parted, with his head tilted as though baring his neck to him.

    The implication of the position suddenly became painfully apparent. Mydei flustered—careful not to make any sudden movements as he settled back onto his haunches. He still didn't fully trust that the chimera wouldn't lunge at him and attempt to tear out his throat if given the opportunity.

    Or, that would have been the case—if he hadn't noticed the hybrid deliberately spreading his legs for him instead. Pale thighs splayed wide in silent invitation, with just the spade-shaped tip of his tail coyly hiding his sex from view, the moonlight filtering in through the foliage caught on the slick sticking to the hybrid's inner-thighs—

    "This—" Mydei began, wheezing, "Your nest was—We... disturbed your nest."

    Titans. Mydei shouldn't have answered the page.

    Mydei's expertise starts and ends with the wildlife... So why is he cohabiting with a chimera hybrid on the brink of heat who keeps trying to seduce him?

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    22 Jul 2026

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    When his mother left, Kim Dokja thought that he’d never get ‘uppies’ again, his aunt always made him walk, harshly tugging his wrist, though she also always complained about her back problems, so… Meanwhile his uncle showed from little to zero interest in ever touching him.

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    Or, five times Kim Dokja gets scooped up-picked up-yoinked without warning + 1 time he asks for it

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