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    “I am no musician, I am a seller of cloth,” Paolo says. “I am not like my brothers who could play and carve until their fingers drop off.”

    “Besides,” he turns back to Nicolo, his eyes dark with lust. “I have brought the violin for you to play.”

    “That is not all he wants to play,” Andromache mutters behind her hand. And while it irks Yusuf that she’s said it, looking over at Paolo whose hands come together in delight when Nicolo brings the violin to his neck, Yusuf cannot deny that Nicolo is a master to behold. The love of his life plays the violin so well it makes you weep, and it’s just another thing Yusuf adds to the ever-growing list he keeps in his mind of Things Nicolo Does to Enthrall the Hearts of Men, One of Which is Simply Breathing.

    (Or Nicky learns to play the violin, and Joe steals one.)

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    29 Mar 2023

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    violin concerto for two

    “I am no musician, I am a seller of cloth,” Paolo says. “I am not like my brothers who could play and carve until their fingers drop off.”

    “Besides,” he turns back to Nicolo, his eyes dark with lust. “I have brought the violin for you to play.”

    “That is not all he wants to play,” Andromache mutters behind her hand. And while it irks Yusuf that she’s said it, looking over at Paolo whose hands come together in delight when Nicolo brings the violin to his neck, Yusuf cannot deny that Nicolo is a master to behold. The love of his life plays the violin so well it makes you weep, and it’s just another thing Yusuf adds to the ever-growing list he keeps in his mind of Things Nicolo Does to Enthrall the Hearts of Men, One of Which is Simply Breathing.

    (Or Nicky learns to play the violin, and Joe steals one.)

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    There, in black ink, stood a name in clean, tall Latin letters.

    Nicolò.

    Yusuf swallowed. The name felt heavy on his tongue, and his heart skipped a beat.

    “Ah,” Yusuf’s baba said solemnly. “I think it is safe to assume that your worst enemy goes by the name of Nicolò. I will pray to Allah that he may merely be someone you meet on a trade trip across the sea, and that this name does not forebode anything more sinister.”

    Yusuf nodded, and he let his baba turn over his right arm carefully towards the light, so they could read the name written there.

    “Now, my son,” Yusuf’s baba said in a joyful tone, “let us see if we know your beautiful soulmate already, or if you will have to be patient a little longer.”

    The rosy light of dawn crept through the windows, and neither his baba nor Yusuf had any trouble reading his Mark. For on Yusuf’s right arm, in the same bold black letters, stood the name again.

    Nicolò.

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    Or, Yusuf is confused by the soulmarks on his arm. He is even more confused when he notices Nicolò's arms.

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    29 Mar 2023

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    Not my boyfriend - my soulmate

    There, in black ink, stood a name in clean, tall Latin letters.

    Nicolò.

    Yusuf swallowed. The name felt heavy on his tongue, and his heart skipped a beat.

    “Ah,” Yusuf’s baba said solemnly. “I think it is safe to assume that your worst enemy goes by the name of Nicolò. I will pray to Allah that he may merely be someone you meet on a trade trip across the sea, and that this name does not forebode anything more sinister.”

    Yusuf nodded, and he let his baba turn over his right arm carefully towards the light, so they could read the name written there.

    “Now, my son,” Yusuf’s baba said in a joyful tone, “let us see if we know your beautiful soulmate already, or if you will have to be patient a little longer.”

    The rosy light of dawn crept through the windows, and neither his baba nor Yusuf had any trouble reading his Mark. For on Yusuf’s right arm, in the same bold black letters, stood the name again.

    Nicolò.
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    Or, Yusuf is confused by the soulmarks on his arm. He is even more confused when he notices Nicolò's arms.

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    A year. 

    That's how long they've been running. 366 days, a leap year if you may. They've fought and flown. Battle after battle. Death after death. Enough blood spilled to fuel a blood bank for decades. But it was over; done and finished. Guns empty and swords rusting. Bones aching despite having healed long ago. They should be glad, happy even- it was over, every one was alive.

    So, why in madre di Dio's good name is it that Joe and Nicky can't seem to go five minutes with out snapping at each other.. 

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    20 Apr 2023

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    500 Year Old Argument.

    A year.

    That's how long they've been running. 366 days, a leap year if you may. They've fought and flown. Battle after battle. Death after death. Enough blood spilled to fuel a blood bank for decades. But it was over; done and finished. Guns empty and swords rusting. Bones aching despite having healed long ago. They should be glad, happy even- it was over, every one was alive.

    So, why in madre di Dio's good name is it that Joe and Nicky can't seem to go five minutes with out snapping at each other..

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    Alhaitham functions under the belief that some people will just fail and going out of your way to help them is a fruitless endeavor. If anyone else had been asking to move into his spare room, he would have told them no without an ounce of guilt. But Kaveh is stupidly naïve for an omega, so he begrudgingly intervenes.

     

    Or: Alhaitham is frustrated, Kaveh is oblivious, and a heat finally brings it all to head.

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    14 Jun 2026

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    Heated Moments

    Alhaitham functions under the belief that some people will just fail and going out of your way to help them is a fruitless endeavor. If anyone else had been asking to move into his spare room, he would have told them no without an ounce of guilt. But Kaveh is stupidly naïve for an omega, so he begrudgingly intervenes.

    Or: Alhaitham is frustrated, Kaveh is oblivious, and a heat finally brings it all to head.

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    “So, like,” Stelle says as they start hiking to the next checkpoint. He’s getting a bad feeling about this. “Are you Bailu’s dad?”

    Dan Heng pulls himself out of the snow drift he fell into, coughing and sputtering. Dusting snow off of his coat, he glares at the hysterically laughing Stelle. “Of course not! Stop being ridiculous.”

    “Are you sure? Or is this another ‘Dan Feng is her dad and I’m not him’ situation?” Stelle pulls herself together, but just barely. “You were talking about all that stuff about the old Imbibitor Lunae and his sin and breaking the cycle of reincarnation and stuff so I kind of figured…”

    “You figured wrong.” Dan Heng snaps. “Besides, Vidyadhara reincarnate. We can’t bear children.”

    “Believe me, I’ve heard plenty about your infertility,” Stelle rolls her eyes. What does she mean by that? “But you’re still Bailu’s dad, I think.”

    Bailu stows away on the Astral Express. They take the long way back to the Luofu.

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    14 Jun 2026

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    rooted in the scorching heart of a dragon

    “So, like,” Stelle says as they start hiking to the next checkpoint. He’s getting a bad feeling about this. “Are you Bailu’s dad?”

    Dan Heng pulls himself out of the snow drift he fell into, coughing and sputtering. Dusting snow off of his coat, he glares at the hysterically laughing Stelle. “Of course not! Stop being ridiculous.”

    “Are you sure? Or is this another ‘Dan Feng is her dad and I’m not him’ situation?” Stelle pulls herself together, but just barely. “You were talking about all that stuff about the old Imbibitor Lunae and his sin and breaking the cycle of reincarnation and stuff so I kind of figured…”

    “You figured wrong.” Dan Heng snaps. “Besides, Vidyadhara reincarnate. We can’t bear children.”

    “Believe me, I’ve heard plenty about your infertility,” Stelle rolls her eyes. What does she mean by that? “But you’re still Bailu’s dad, I think.”

    Bailu stows away on the Astral Express. They take the long way back to the Luofu.