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  1. Public Bookmark 6

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    He remembered… he remembered falling. Inky darkness surrounded him. A gentle caress from feminine fingers, whispering in his ear that he was safe now. A tug on his core. He remembered a hand, tattooed and scarred like his own, reaching out and grabbing his wrist gently. It pulled him along, out of the cold comfort of the nothingness. He hadn't realized it had been cold.

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    The mighty nein resurrect Molly after defeating Lucien. Too bad Molly isn't ready to let the bastard go quite yet.

    Forced redemption fic here we go

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    24 Feb 2026

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    Assassinating an archdevil is a daunting task, even for the heroes of Baldur's Gate. Some inside help from 'the devil they know' would be good, if not for the detail their last meeting ended with said devil dead in his own home.
    Or did it?

    [Within the ball you see Raphael, broken and bloody, dangling above the maw of the archdevil Mephistopheles who is preparing to devour him.]

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    08 Feb 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 11

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    “No, no, no! What the fuck?!” His mirror shrieked, kicking a clump of grave dirt at Kingsley, who batted it away with a scowl. “Get away from me! Yasha?! Shit! Beau?! What's happening?!”
    Kingsley swayed. Oh. “Hells,” he whispered. “You're…”
    “Shut up!” His reflection hissed, eyes huge with wild fear like a cornered animal. “Don't talk! Don't–”
    “Mollymauk Tealeaf. Molly. Calm down.” A funny thing to say, given that he was also panicking.

    When Kingsley unwittingly becomes entangled in matters beyond his understanding, he finds himself soul-bound to a very much alive Mollymauk Tealeaf. Together, they navigate their unusual situation and the changes the years have brought.

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    19 Jan 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 9

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    Odysseus was home now, at long last. His journey was over. Or so he thought until Penelope ran a hand down his chest and between his legs.

    A story of Odysseus dealing with the aftermath of his imprisonment with Calypso now that he's safe at home with Penelope.

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    19 Jan 2026

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    Morpheus, the God of Dreams, takes pity on the King and Queen of Ithaca. Odysseus’s return is many years away, yet his and Penelope’s minds find each other in sleep. It’s both a blessing and a curse, and sometimes all that keeps them going.

    Queen Penelope stepped into the dream as easily as crossing a threshold, and with her came the sun, as if Helios's carriage rode atop her billowing black hair. The carnage vanished in her presence, the ground no longer a battlefield but a sloping grassy hill dotted with olive trees. Her bright blue eyes almost glowed, searching the hillside with clear intent.

    The King of Ithaca stood, gazing at her as if she were a vision of Aphrodite herself. The blood streaking his face and staining his hands evaporated in the wake of her sunlight, the dead bundle in his arms vanishing with it.

    Morpheus stared as well, unable to believe that she stood before them. It was no shaped dream becoming a nightmare, no conjuration of the King’s mind to protect himself. It was her, slipping into his dream as if it were a room in their home. Answering her husband’s desperate cries.

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    05 Dec 2025