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  1. Public Bookmark 37

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    “Don’t jerk off too hard thinkin’ about yourself, Sixer. You might break a hip.”

    Low-hanging fruit, sure, but a guaranteed reaction. Normally, Ford would’ve fired back with something sharp about Stan being immature, or at least rolled his eyes.

    Instead, Ford froze mid-step, his face twitching with something that wasn’t quite embarrassment but wasn’t anger either. He stammered, eyes flicking everywhere but at Stan. Then, without a word, he disappeared into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.

    Stan stood there, scratching his head. “Huh,” he muttered to himself. “That’s new.”

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  2. Public Bookmark 37

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    Eryngium maritimum. Ford’s voice was a ghost in his mind, the phantom weight of a lecture pressing on his thoughts. Precision matters, Stanley. That gentle correction, always softened by a hint of affection, was a hallmark of their relationship. But precision didn’t matter now.

    He was only interested in why the hell he was coughing up flowers.

    Again.

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  3. Public Bookmark 15

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    “It was timed. Practiced. Sunset. Dessert. I had a line, Stanley.”

    Stan snorted, trying to keep his own voice casual, though something low and coiled was shifting in his gut. “What, like a toast? Confessing you’re a spy? A vampire? What?”

    “I was going to tell you I love you.”

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    29 Jun 2026

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  4. Public Bookmark 22

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    “The longing in your heart, buried under bravado. Mortals have always spun tales of forbidden lust, you know. Princes who loved their knights, clerics who loved their gods… Even men who loved a brother more fiercely than they should.” She tilted her head, considering him. “You’re hardly the first.”

     

    “Yeah, well, maybe you’re barkin’ up the wrong tree.”

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    Stealing divine artifacts has consequences. So does wanting your brother more than you should.

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    29 Jun 2026

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  5. Public Bookmark 11

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    For as normal as Stan had hoped things would be over the next two weeks, he quickly realized he was wrong. Very wrong. It was almost like Ford had never met him before, like that awkward first time in the library where everything between them felt strained and distant. Ford was cold, snippy, and kept to himself. Sure, it was finals season, Stan and Fidds had practically resorted to pleading with Ford to eat—at least a bowl of cereal, for crying out loud—and Ford just kept scribbling equations on the damn windows like some kind of madman.

    But what really stung was how Ford seemed dismissive whenever it came to anything involving Stan directly. Any time they were one-on-one, Ford brushed him off, gave half-answers, or flat-out ignored him. It was like he was trying to avoid Stan, and it didn’t help Stan’s current state of mind. Every night, he went to sleep only to have that incident in the bathroom replay in his head. It haunted him. Worse, sometimes those dreams took a frustratingly... vivid turn, forcing him to wake up and take care of…things.

    Like today, for example.

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    26 Jun 2026

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