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my home is far and your arms are near by pmastamonkmonk
Fandoms: Dr. STONE (Manga), Dr. STONE (Anime)
22 Mar 2026
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or 5 times Senku and Gen slept together and one time they slept together
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07 Jul 2026
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Or 5 times Gen was surprised to find out Senku was actually his type and the 1 time he did something about it.
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06 Jul 2026
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Better Than Ascension by Shipsrmythirst
Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 天官赐福 | Heaven Official's Blessing (Webcomic), 天官赐福 | Heaven Official's Blessing (Cartoon)
19 Oct 2024
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"The pain in Hua Cheng's voice pulled at Xie Lian's heart. How could he help? What could he do to ease this man's burdens? This man who, at every turn, was there for him in ways Xie Lian hadn't even realized he'd desperately needed. Hua Cheng, the fearsome ghost king, the renowned Crimson Rain Sought Flower, had shown him nothing but gentle kindness, gifted him with so much laughter, and had eased a pain in his heart he'd long forgotten was there."
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"Hua Cheng was like a starving fox, and Xie Lian was his banquet."
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02 Jul 2026
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Windthrow (n.) The uprooting or breaking of trees by wind; also, the trees so displaced. Occurs when lateral force exceeds the tensile strength of root systems, or when root systems have been compromised by prior stress—rot, drought, shallow soil, the slow work of years. The resulting gap in the canopy is called a windthrow opening. Light enters. The forest floor, long suppressed, responds. Ecologists note that windthrow is among the primary mechanisms by which closed-canopy forests renew themselves: what falls makes room; what was underneath begins, at last, to grow.
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Megumi looks at him from under the brim of his hat. Keeps his voice mild, pleasant, almost puzzled by himself. “My husband is away so much, for work. It gets lonely.”
A beat.
Yuuji’s eyebrows travel slowly upward.
Megumi holds his gaze, inviting him to catch up. Somewhere in the villa a shutter is seesawing in the breeze, a soft periodic knock. A bee considers the sprawling bougainvillea, decides against it.
He watches the moment his husband clocks it—the thing that passes behind his eyes, quick and bright, followed immediately by the determined repositioning of his features into an approximation of someone else. It is laughable, of course, that this body could ever be a stranger to Megumi.
The skimmer comes to rest against the pool’s edge.
“That so, ma’am?”
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- Part 5 of free of any eden
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20 Jun 2026