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  1. Public Bookmark 4

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    Combeferre is the friend who will reason you, who will bring you home after you had to much to drink, who will take care of your soul, of your sanity and your reputation. Combeferre is the friend who pushes up his glasses, reads books, and is very interested in what he is studying at University. Combeferre is mature, calm and serious.

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    Or is he?

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    13 Feb 2021

  2. Public Bookmark 7

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    Companion Piece to Tell Me How Not to Care or Teach Me To Lie. Alternating POV. Fragmented thoughts and moments. Oh. And smut.

    Quick note: this fic was finished before it was made Canon that Zolf was biromantic asexual (YES BEN THANK YOU). While I know there are wide definitions of how asexual people engage with sex I will fully acknowledge I myself am NOT ace and didn't write this fic with ace people in mind. I still think it works with ace definitions broadly. As always, interpret how you need to but note the content warnings.

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    02 Feb 2021

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    Oscar needs to let go sometimes.

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    27 Jan 2021

  4. Public Bookmark 38

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    “I don’t know who I am without my work, anymore," Wilde exhales, "and I don’t – I don’t know how to find out. We saved the world, and so much of it I’ve never seen as myself, just as whatever purpose I was fulfilling there.” Zolf can feel him breathe deeply next to him. He’s staring into the distance, brow furrowed.
    “You could do that now,” he suggests, and he isn’t sure why he says it, or what he’s trying to achieve by it. “Travel, I mean. See the world, or whatever.”
    “Yes, I could,” Wilde says slowly. Then he adds, like the words are spilling out of him, “You could come with me, if you wanted.”
    Zolf breathes in, as slow as he can. He’d known, from the moment they’d started talking, that this is where they might end up, and still the proposal takes him by surprise.
    “You don’t have to,” Wilde is saying over the drumming in Zolf’s chest, “but you said you didn’t know what to do, so…”
    “I’d like that,” he blurts out, taking himself by surprise with the certainty of it. “I think I’d like that.”
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    A story about traveling, and healing, and finding a home.

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    25 Jan 2021

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    Poe guesses he’s a little fucked-up now, more than before. He certainly has a lot of nightmares. He tries to take it in stride. It doesn’t really surprise him. What had he expected? (Dead, he thinks. You expected to be dead.)

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    03 Jan 2020