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  1. Public Bookmark 1

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    Lucanis has an open wound. This is literal, metaphorical, and a problem for Emmrich Volkarin.

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    27 Dec 2024

  2. Public Bookmark 55

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    They say a heat can really addle an Alpha’s mind, make them easier to manipulate. Silco’s here to test those limits.

    Aka the baby trap fic.

    “You know - you could have just asked.”

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    27 Dec 2024

  3. Public Bookmark 9

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    Both Vander and Silco have been ignoring the pretty obvious signs, that something is going on with Vander, something pretty life changing.

    When Vander excuses himself one afternoon and doesn't return, Silco comes to the sudden realisation what exactly is wrong with Vander. And now they are both in it for the long run.

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    26 Dec 2024

  4. Public Bookmark *

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    The first thing Viktor notices as he opens his eyes is the absence of pain.
    The second is gut-wrenching hunger.
    Something’s wrong. Something’s terribly, terribly wrong.

     

    Viktor isn't fused with the Hexcore (he's fused with much, much worse).

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    26 Dec 2024

  5. Public Bookmark 8

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    “A mage should be unnerved by a mage killer.” Lucanis’ response was equally soft, lacking the usual bristle of hostility that protected him. Whilst there was no traditional way of tracking time in the Lighthouse, it was definitely long after midnight and both men were simply tired.
    “Not this mage, I hope.” Shifting in his seat, Emmrich stretched his arms out, bangles and rings glimmering in the flickering light from the fireplace. “Not after… Everything.” When he raised his eyes to look at Lucanis they were ringed with dark circles - almost bruises on his pale skin. They look hollow. Haunted. Lucanis knew he didn’t look any better.
    “No, Emmrich. Not this mage. Coffee?” Habit. Safety. Security. Make coffee, take each step one at a time and perform the ritual to push back the thoughts crowding inside his skull. His hands were perfectly steady as he pulled the beans down from the shelf, each step a familiar routine as he ground them, releasing their heady scent.

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