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Mydeimos’s smile is sharp as he shrugs. “What’s your name again?”
“Phainon of—” Phainon cuts himself off, looking away. It doesn’t matter where he’s from. Not anymore. “Phainon.”
“Phainon of Nowhere,” Mydeimos says, and those words disembowel Phainon, cutting into his belly and slicing clean across it. “Come to bed with me. We have a show to put on.”
In the midst of an ongoing war between Okhema and Castrum Kremnos, Mydei's mother gifts him Phainon, an Okheman bed slave he neither wants nor needs. But there is more at stake for both Mydei and Phainon: between Gorgo's ploys, Eurypon's plans, and the advancing black tide, they are pulled between a growing desire for each other and the very fate of their world.
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24 Oct 2025
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“Perhaps this would be easier for you if my touch was less presumptuous as guiding.” Neuvillette offers as Wriothesley rubs at his wrist.
“What would you have me presume?” Wriothesley asks, half paying attention.
“That I am your lover.” Neuvillette says with little explanation.
Wriothesley blinks, “I’m sorry?”Wriothesley is picky with his guiding due to his history, infamous for having gained his esper abilities from killing his parents, ordinary guides are hesitant to get near him, but a dungeon breaks in the center of the Court of Fontaine and no one but Wriothesley has the skill level to enter it and survive.
The Palais won’t let him enter without an official guide on record so they assign him one.Bookmarked by plaguemoss
05 Oct 2025
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After a tragic incident made him forsake his work as a sailor, Wriothesley leads a relatively peaceful life as a lighthouse keeper instead – until one stormy night, he unexpectedly falls under the spell of a vicious siren. Miraculously, he manages to break through the hypnosis, but the monster continues to torment him to the verge of insanity. The next time they meet face to face, the siren, who introduces himself as Neuvillette, insists that the entire situation has been a misunderstanding and even has the nerve to suggest they should become friends! With the horrors he put him through?! Absurd!
With all that said... life on a desolate island does get a bit lonely at times, and it seems that Neuvillette is able to relate to that notion more than anyone. Slowly but surely, Wriothesley finds himself drawn to the siren's charm more and more, and their unprecedented relationship might just end up being the key to dealing with some of his past regrets. As long as Neuvillette is able to suppress his wild instincts, that is...
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Bookmarked by plaguemoss
23 Sep 2025
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Neuvillette is aware of his misunderstandings about human behavior so he is resigned to continuing his search in looking for cues. Wriothesley has been nothing but polite and distant. Every time Neuvillette is turned looking at Wriothesley, Wriothesley is looking away.
Look at me, Neuvillette’s eyes plead over the fluke of his glass, a silent begging that thrums with a desperation he has only ever held for Wriothesley.Neuvillette, after the return of his authority severs the shackles of his isolation, is looking for a mate. Wriothesley is a considerable candidate. He makes sure to vet him thoroughly.
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21 Sep 2025
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Wiping at the skin beneath his nose, he closes his eyes with a harsh sigh, releasing the air trapped in his throat and breathing in the stifling smell of familiarity. It is not Neuvillette. He tries to recall Monsieur Neuvillette’s scent but it pales in his memory.
This is, probably unprofessional. But Wriothesley feels longing for the first time since he was a child and wonders how much of this he can possibly allow.
It starts with an attraction to his scent, stealing the better most of Wriothesley’s attention, which spirals into a completely inappropriate and newfound crush on the Iudex of Fontaine.
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05 Sep 2025

