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  1. Public Bookmark 8

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    “Skating is about more than just jumps,” Caspian begins, “or any element, really. It’s—movement. Chemistry. Feeling.”

    Peter tilts his head, strands of sweat-stiffened hair falling across his brow, and there’s that lurch in Caspian’s chest again, that impulse—the urge to take a chance. To seize it with both hands.

    Unthinking, Caspian says, “Let me show you.”

    And when Peter asks, “How?” he holds out his hand.

    To his unending surprise, Peter takes it.

    (or, skating is about chemistry. unfortunately for everyone involved, caspian and peter have plenty.)

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    19 Feb 2026

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    The one where Gideon is a hockey player and Harrow needs a figure skating partner. Have you ever seen classic hockey player/figure skater rom-com The Cutting Edge? Neither have I!

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    19 Feb 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 1

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    “In every mouth, he seeks a voice curling around the edge of a carnal hymn, a worship of body and spirit. In every touch, he seeks the softened hands and deft fingers of those all too often clasped in prayer only to find some too calloused, too delicate, or simply too world weary to adequately compare… These hands, he’s found, have held many different things save for the truth he most wants to hear.”

    Or, Tyun likes Nicephorus a whole lot more than he originally planned to, and doesn’t know what to do with it.

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    17 Feb 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 6

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    Tyun cocked his head to one side. “Do you know any love stories with happy endings, Dreamer?” he asked. He was wearing only his sirwal; the sea spray was damp on his skin which shone in the sun, not unlike the silvery fins of the dolphins. “The boy and the dolphin should have run away long before the authorities came after them. He could have carried the boy out to sea and never returned.”

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    16 Feb 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 15

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    Charles Smith considered himself many things. Quiet. Intelligent. Dependable to a fault. Occasionally, unintentionally rude. One thing he had never considered himself — physically or otherwise — was weak. Life had trained him too well for that. It had taught him the practiced motions of endurance, the reflexive bracing of the spine before impact, the careful distance one learned to keep from people, places, and hope itself. Complacency was a luxury. Attachment was a liability. When you lived a life as dangerous and unsettled as his, grief was not a question of if, but when — and it was easier not to invite it in at all.

    All in all, Charles knew he was strong.

    What he did not know — what sat heavy and unanswered in his chest — was whether that strength would be enough to carry the body of a man he cared for deeply down from a mountain.

    (Post-Canon fix-it of what could have been if Arthur actually didn’t die on the mountain)

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    11 Feb 2026