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Volo's Guide To Your Mother by LulaMillay
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games), Forgotten Realms (Roleplaying Game), Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game)
11 Feb 2026
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Volothamp Geddarm has a brand new guidebook out, and it's all about seducing Gale's mother.
Elminster, naturally, is there to keep him in line.Series
- Part 16 of Lula's Crack / Humor
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When the Captain bowed it was by law alone. It was simply a to do, a reverence between Gods and men and Jaheira of Tethyr: the old druid in between. She could see the hard-cut cleverness in the sailor's eyes the moment she stood and shook the salt from her hair. She meant no deference. Tacit and cunning, this Minthara only knelt so she might slice at an enemy’s heel.
So as she bowed, Jaheira plucked herbs from the hearth. The flowers felt like velvet in her palms and fell like snow into her wine.
Because it had not been so long since she played these games of Gods and men.
Jaheira and Minthara, on the island on Tethyr. A loose Odyssey-inspired tale with a sapphic twist.
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28 Apr 2026
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It was fall when she took flight.
Elysium was somehow too loud and too safe at the same time. Where ambrosia and everburnt sun should calm her, it only reminded Jaheira that she did not belong. Perhaps it was fear that if she truly put down roots she would wither entirely. Perhaps it was the pesky tug of her mortal blood– the whispers of age in her skin that caused the nymphs to gasp and recoil to their groves as if she bore a curse. But when the ever-chittering forest of Jaheira’s mind began to whisper fly, fly– well. Call it an old witch’s intuition or simply call her a mad old woman. But a lifetime of pricking up her ears had served her fine enough.
She had served the Gods well, had bled for Greece twice over and died in its sands, but could not rest upon her laurels in Elysium as the other heroes could. Oh, how she yearned for the imperfections that lay at the foot of their mountain. For the gasp of cold seawater as it lapped at the spot beneath her breast. For dewberries, either too tart from the last frosts of spring or too fat on summer sun. Meadowgrass beneath her feet in the mornings and tanned furs by the fireplace at night. Toothaches soothed by mint leaves. Scrapes that ran red. Old lovers long lost to the Styx.
Mortal life, as silly as it were.
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The foul dungeon left behind by Jon Irenicus is no place for a body to lie forever. After the battle in Suldanessellar, Jaheira returns to Athkatla and, with Rasaad's help, retrieves Khalid's body to lay it properly to rest.
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- Part 14 of Jaheira Fic
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19 Apr 2026
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All this time, she has cherished the lingering feeling that Khalid was still with her, just out of view, as if she could turn her head and find him smiling at her if she could just figure out how to look.
But there is no escaping it in this cold room far below Athkatla, where his body sits preserved in its moment of final horror. She is here with her husband's corpse.
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Ramazith had been haunting his lonely tower for decades before having to suffer the presence of the new arrival, Lorroakan… only for the fool to die in the tower a mere decade later and join Ramazith as a ghost. Now, both trapped there with the new arrivals, Ramazith is forced to reflect on the similarities in their lives and their deaths.
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- Part 3 of The Not-So-Petrified Drow
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05 Apr 2026
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The tower was enjoying a rare moment of quiet. These had become so few and far between these last few years that Ramazith closed his eyes and let it all seep into him. The void of silence, so welcome, so rare. This was not the way things used to be. This used to be a contemplative place, dedicated to knowledge. Refinement.
And women, of course, but what else was the purpose of knowledge? Knowledge led to power, power led to money, and money led to women. The great ladder that all wished to climb to finally meet success.
The silence shattered, that grating noise once again filling the vast room.
"Have you seen what he's done with my office?"
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Don't Feed It (It Will Come Back) by darkheartedrose for HermeticPrinciples
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
30 Mar 2026
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She’d heard stories before, about accepting food from strangers who turned out to be hags or other nefarious fey creatures. But Marleth was fairly certain that hags only took the form of women. And, despite the something that bothered her, this man seemed harmless enough.
Her stomach grumbled loudly, deciding for her. The stranger shot her a knowing grin.
“Come, sit.” He gestured at a spot across from him, near the small cookfire. “Share a meal with me.”
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Decades after Gale becomes the god of cooking, a halfling bard encounters a mysterious fellow traveler on the road just north of Waterdeep.- Language:
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31 Mar 2026
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Still, Marleth learned much on her journeys. She learned that the Calishite method of preparing meat was far too spicy for her tongue to handle, and the camel milk she drank to ease the burn was sweet and delicious. She learned that Amnian dragoon soup somehow reminded her of home, and that an artichoke was not worth all the needed effort to get to the edible bits, in her opinion. She learned that Waterdhavian cuisine favored liberal application of various gravies and sauces, and that some of the best blood sausages Marleth had ever tasted were to be found, funnily enough, in Baldur’s Gate. She learned that she was slightly allergic to blue king crab, and that Mirabarran chestnut cheese on crusty bread with a side of pickled radish was a snack Marleth would always be in the mood for. And, perhaps most importantly, she learned again and again that no matter the myriad differences that seemed to separate her from every single person she spoke to, food was something that connected them all.
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A Harper for the Duke by totally_irritated
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games), Forgotten Realms (Roleplaying Game)
30 May 2026
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The Absolute Crisis may be over, but Baldur's Gate is a mess.
The city cowers under martial law as its remaining leaders struggle to reassemble the government and direct rebuilding efforts. As the memory of the Absolute's threat begins to fade, old and new tensions simmer, threatening to boil. And at the center of the mess and controversy, the grand duke's son, Wyll Ravengard, has been elected as a duke of the city.
As a former Flaming Fist and the eldest daughter of a High Harper, Rion knows better than most just how deep corruption runs in Baldur's Gate. So, she's surprised—and suspicious—when the Gate's newest duke wants her for his personal bodyguard. Are the Harpers yet another faction vying for the new duke's heart and mind—or perhaps his head?
When does duty become love? When does service become tyranny? And who gets to choose?
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03 Feb 2026
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A Five Letter Word For "Puzzled" by LulaMillay for ACrowsRockCollection
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
27 Dec 2025
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Jaheira and Gale just want to know why the Gazette's crosswords have so many errors.
The halfling they kidnapped might be able to help.
Gale scowled in indignant fury. “I completed my first Gazette tenthday — with quill and ink, mind you — when I was still an apprentice at Blackstaff. Do not presume to tell me I am simply overeager or unfamiliar with technique.”
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- Part 8 of Lula's Crack / Humor
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- English
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16 Jan 2026
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A whole entire goddamn puzzle delight 🤩
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The Fruiting of Impossible Stars by GinaTeeth for magmethius
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
30 Dec 2025
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After six failed attempts and one quiet truth in the Underdark, Gale Dekarios finally hears the yes he's longed for. On Simril, the longest night, when stars burn brightest, a wizard and a rogue illithid celebrate their union beneath watching stars and drifting spores. A story of proposals, autonomy, and love that fruits slowly, like mycelium through soil.
Created from the prompt: A Gale and illithid wedding!!! I want to see Gale's grand romantic gestures for his squiddy beloved!
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16 Jan 2026
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Visions flooded you–shared journals annotated with doodled portraits and playful counter-arguments; quiet nights debating the taxonomy of stars versus fungal spores–how constellations bloom once and burn out, while mycelial networks fruit again and again, patient and perennial beneath the earth; futures of joint research, peaceful retreats to both tower and Underdark, exploration of Faerun and beyond, growth unhurried and mutual.
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The Heart Cannot Be Broken by elinorbard for Incognito_Ghost
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
21 Dec 2025
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The Netherbrain was defeated, but Archduke Enver Gortash rules Baldur's Gate with an iron fist. In the face of betrayal and tyranny, Wyll chooses resistance and hope.
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05 Jan 2026
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The Heart of the Gate is its people
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ArcaneArrangements.com by GinaTeeth for AlwaysMauria
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
24 Dec 2025
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Once CIO of a major arcanotech firm, Gale is looking to spend his time and money on the finer things in life.
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Gale accidentally creates a profile on a sugar-baby dating site.
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25 Dec 2025
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Three months ago the app had been a joke. Her cubs—bored, evil, and far too clever—had set up the profile while she was out tracking a philandering spice merchant through abandoned warehouses. They’d used a photo from last Wintershield, filled the bio with lines like “Veteran of countless storms, seeking calm harbors and someone else to pay the rent,” and set the monthly ask at “enough to retire yesterday.”
Jaheira had discovered it over breakfast, threatened to ground them until they were fifty, then left the profile live. Partly to watch them squirm. Partly because the Harper pension was a pittance and her private-eye office currently consisted of one desk, zero clients, and a coffee mug that read “World’s Okayest Mom.”
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Azar demonstrates to Z'rell the advantages of having a wizard with a practiced tongue in your group
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14 Dec 2025
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Highwaywoman by positivejam for ACrowsRockCollection
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
08 Dec 2025
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In another life, Jaheira met Gale in the woods outside Waterdeep. She was silver haired, still, but he was the arrogant graduate of his youth. In the fantasy, she had far worse intentions. Her swords would prickle against his fresh-shaved face. Her vines– Gods, those vines, he remembered them still– would tie him tight and prickle through his fine silks. “Scared of your own blood, Dekarios?” She’d tease, tucking the swordpoint under his chin. “Oh, poor thing. Of course you are, you’re only a cub.”
In some bid to tidy an office whipped through vellum and vine, Gale could not help but laugh when he found what his lover had deigned to keep from the old days.
Staring back at him in faded brown ink was a scowling young Jaheira, plastered upon a Wanted poster.
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06 Dec 2025
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They had called each other lover for years, now, they had shared a bed for longer. But when Jaheira pressed the arch of her foot between his legs with just enough pressure to squeeze the breath from his lungs, it felt like that very first night in the Elfsong again. She made him feel hot behind the ears, chastised like a boy in the best way.
“Ah. You see. It’s simply–” Gale squeezed his eyes shut, willing himself not to buck up into her touch. How many times had he brought himself off to gold-flecked eyes staring down at him, to the way she called him cub?
Jaheira brought him back down to earth with another teasing press against the growing problem in his lap. “The scimitar and staff then. Aha. You would not be Belm’s first suitor.”
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17 Things That Made This Kobold's Day PERFECT (Number 12 Will Make You Cry) by dramatic_chipmunk for darkheartedrose
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
04 Dec 2025
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KOBOLD DAILY EXCLUSIVE
Look, we've all had good days. But has your day ever been THIS good?
Popper—Purveyor of Treats and Trinkets, licensed Entrepreneur, and Senior Shiny Correspondent—had the BEST day in the history of days. We're talking: premium grave loot, successful mystery box sales, head scritches from the Big Horned Lady, only stepping in ONE of his own traps, and the sale of a definitely-not-haunted glass eye named Gregory.For business inquiries, please leave a shiny object under the third rock from the left near Dribbles' tent.
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04 Dec 2025
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The most delightful thing I've ever had the pleasure to see.
Read this, make sure you have the custom skin stuff turned on, click on the ads, take the quiz. I'm serious.
A masterpiece.
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Gale is torn between ambition and mortality. Jaheira knows well the cost of ambition and is ready to make sure he truly knows the price.
The vines were thick with thorns, woody and dry. The ever-growing ones that crept up his calves now were supple but itchy with fine little hairs. He watched them as they wrapped around, dividing themselves into countless branches and rooted him to the spot.
“Do you always show your belly so easily?” She was no more than one pace away from him. Gale felt suddenly flushed with embarrassment, not of his nudity, or of their agreement, but that he had not been able to look at her until she had rooted him here in front of her, with nowhere else to turn.
He lifted his eyes.
Her face was writ with amusement. He felt mirth bubbling up in him.
“Certainly,” he said, “I like to make myself indispensable.”
She snorted. “Let us see about that, then.”
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03 Dec 2025
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"She is teaching you the cost of ambition. The thought was wispy, difficult to hold on to under her lesson.
The cost of ambition to divinity is destruction of the divine.
Each moment where she struck into him deep, he could taste divinity again. The white light behind his eyes, the way his body was undone, and wasn't his body, or perhaps even a body at all anymore. She was fucking him hard enough to let him see the space where planes touched, the little bright divine space between worlds."
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If you happen to be a fan of my Gale/Jaheira longfic and are for some reason looking at my bookmarks, you need to read this now. It's some of the vibe but in a far more elegant package. Excellent. Fucking excellent.
(My recommendation is so intense I want to mention that if humiliation is a yellow flag tag for you, it's extremely mild. No character bashing or real unkindness here imo.)
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Gale Dekarios and The Pussy Palace by GinaTeeth for ACrowsRockCollection
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
25 Nov 2025
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Three days of being ignored by Tav is all it takes for Gale to stumble into the Pussy Palace, discover that “pussy” is not, in fact, feline, and learn that Jaheira has a very lucrative side hustle.
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Gale takes a beginner pole class from Jaheira.
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- 3,097
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29 Nov 2025
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“Magic cheats the lesson, cub.” Her voice is low, warm with that Harper grit.
He loses his hold, startled by her unexpected proximity, only to be stabilized against the pole with her body and staggered grip.
“Let the struggle teach you who you are when no goddess is watching.”
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After the Netherbrain defeat, she thought her life with Gale was all wrapped up in a neat package with a beautiful bow. Life in the tower with its schedules, routine, and walls ended up not being for her. So she left.
Over a year later, she finds herself on a job in the city again near the Midwinter Festival, searching faces in the crowd.
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A story in three parts.- Language:
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20 Nov 2025
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She could hear the celebrations from the house two doors down. That would be the one she turned around at, she decided, wanting to attend their celebration from the outside, if only for a moment. She looked in the window from across the street. The front room was indeed full of people, each with drink in hand, laughing and cheering for someone. She laughed to herself as she saw the illusion of fireworks inside the room, setting the room alight with sparkling magic fit for a midwinter celebration. She missed magic. She saw the crowd part, presumably for the subject of the cheers.
Her eyes widened. Her breathing quickened.
His hair was longer, a little more grey at the temples. He still tied it up halfway. He still had his beard. The creases by his eyes were a little deeper.
He was looking right at her, frozen, his brown eyes just as wide as hers.
She turned quickly to make a hasty escape. She knew it was tempting the gods to come down this street, but hadn’t that been the point? Hadn’t she become addicted to the if only during her time in the city?
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scroll of dethrone by babalala for SomeSuperHero
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games), Forgotten Realms (Roleplaying Game)
18 Nov 2025
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Gale, unbearded.
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For the prompt: Gale shaves the beard completely. He regrets this. Shouldn't make rash decisions while upset because wizard's beards don't grow back with magic.
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18 Nov 2025
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Tara curling around his feet, her tail flicking with disapproval.
His mother’s slender fingers brushing his cheek, pausing at the beginnings of a beard.
Elminster shaking his head, exasperated. Saying:
“Brilliance isn’t worn, my dear boy. It’s earned.” -
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Written for Colours of the Gate, this one shot takes a look at an unromanced Astarion trying to find safety in the large arms of Minsc. Unfortunately for the vampire spawn, it's not so easy to seduce the Stone Lord who seems entirely oblivious to every advance. But Astarion is nothing if not persistent, and as Minsc is neither turning him down nor walking away...
For the noble and heroic Rashemaar, romance isn't really a language he speaks - no matter how hard Boo tries to explain things to him. But he does understand what loving someone is, what caring for your friends means, and that there is one pale elf who has been sorely lacking anything close to love, care, or even real friends for a long time.
A short adventure of what companionship can look like beyond the usual romantic and sexual overtures~
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- 2,124
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- 1/1
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15 Nov 2025
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"Even when Minsc left, attending to duty’s call and finding supplies to help care for the spawn, his warmth remained. It was right there, draped around Astarion’s narrow shoulders, fastened with a Harper’s pin – a simple worn blanket that had gained far more meaning than the patterns embroidered around the hem in a language he had yet to learn."
QPR Vampster 🥰
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"Song of the Automaton" and Other Journal Entries by darkheartedrose for emfirebender
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
10 Nov 2025
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A thin, leather-bound journal recovered from under the bed on the third floor of the Arcane Tower, likely belonging to the tower’s previous owner, Lenore De Hurst. Many of the pages are heavily water-damaged, or torn out. This is a small, curated selection of some of the legible entries.
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- Part 1 of The Only Way Out Is Through
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- English
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- 1,605
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10 Nov 2025
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Who will recover me?
Who will mourn for me?
And who will console Bernard, when I am gone?
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“Right. You can take care of yourself, hire someone. But it’s not the same, is it?”
Heinrix hears himself saying, “I haven’t tried,” as if it were coming from someone else entirely.
“Why not?”
“It feels too lonely.”
Solomorne looks at him for a long time. Then he says, very quietly, “Well. You’re not alone now.”
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- Part 2 of Diamond Dogs
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09 Nov 2025
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Heinrix leans his full body weight against him. If there was any space between them Heinrix thinks that he would have burst into tears, cum already, manifested the warp, perished. He’s feverish and trembling. It’s been years. It’s so little, he’s done it before, but it feels good and that’s enough to make him panic.