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  1. Public Bookmark 20

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    Quentin Coldwater is an employee of Encanto Oculto, and it's an ordinary day staffing the stuck-in-a-wall event until one Eliot Waugh comes around the corner, with an unusual request.

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    17 Sep 2021

  2. Public Bookmark 34

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    Holy fucking hell. It really is him.

    “Eliot,” he says, mouth hanging open as he registers the radiant white robes, a shimmering pattern of gold vines twisting and cracking across the diaphanous fabric like lightning. What the fuck is he wearing? He looks like—like a—

    “You—you’re a—” Quentin’s eyes snap shut, as though reality might reshape itself into something that actually makes any fucking sense when he opens them. Nope. No such luck. “You’re a priest.”

    Silence stretches a chasm between them until, finally: “I’m not a priest.”

    (After surviving the monster, Quentin and Eliot drifted apart. Five years later, Quentin ventures into the Fillorian wilderness to find his old friend.)

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    03 Sep 2021

  3. Public Bookmark 18

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    “Remember, darling, you asked for this,” Eliot says, eyes darkly amused.

    “You didn’t say you were gonna blow me,” Quentin mutters, not at all under his breath, “am I really supposed to not come in your mouth when you’re—” Eliot licks his swollen-red lips. Sinks back down to wrap around Quentin’s cock, taking him all the way. “Jesus, fuck, Eliot, come on.”

    Eliot slides off, slow. Takes the time to suck messily at the tip, tongue in his slit. “Mm, I’d say that’s up to you, sweetheart.” Long, lazy swirls up and down the length of him. Holy fuck, Eliot’s gonna murder him with his mouth. This is it. The end is nigh.

    (Or, four times Quentin didn't get off, and one time he did.)

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    25 Jan 2021

  4. Public Bookmark 28

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    “Hey, um. Can we—” Quentin just about manages to stop the words ‘can we talk’ from leaving his mouth, pivoting to a sort of high-pitched squawk and then landing regrettably on, “So I really love everything we do, you know—in bed.” He winces. It isn’t the worst thing he could’ve said, but definitely could’ve gone smoother and it’s far from the opener he’d planned.

    “I just, uh, wanted to let you know that…” Ugh. All of the websites said to keep things flirty and light-hearted, something Quentin knows he’s incapable of, so what is he doing?

    Quentin’s always found talking about sex pretty fucking awkward, even though he and Eliot have been together for nearly a decade. When he enlists the help of a sex magic spell, it takes their relationship to some unexpected places.
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    13 Dec 2020

  5. Public Bookmark 43

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    Are they forever going to be crashing through each other’s lives like this? They can’t quite seem to converge without a stomach-swerving sort of chaos—not in this world, in this timeline. Certainly not intentionally and mutually, or without shame, regret and shouldn’t haves. So many mistakes that surely didn’t add up to anything worth learning from. Because of course he shouldn’t have slept with Eliot and he shouldn’t look at him either. Not the way he wants to. The way he knows he always has, even when Alice was right there, sharp-eyed and silent, watching Quentin want things he couldn’t have. 

    Quentin never has been very good at stopping himself from wanting.

    Or: Quentin and Eliot have a lot to work out before they can find their way back to one another. And then a whole lot more after that.

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    08 Sep 2020

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