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  1. Public Bookmark 40

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    “When will you allow me to resume my work?”

    Dottore huffs. Only someone such as Pantalone would be so insistent on starting a pandemic in the office.

    “When you are well, Regrator,” he emphasizes, watching him drain the remainder of his tea and set the cup on his bedside table. The pads of his fingers tap gently at the veins in Pantalone’s wrist, unaffected by the abnormal surge of heat. “Which is not today.”

    In which Pantalone is sick, and it's all Dottore's problem.

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    25 May 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 23

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    Desire came easily to Pantalone—far too easily. The Ninth Harbinger reached out and gently gathered the long strands of pale blue hair into his hand. He lowered himself just enough to press a kiss against the silken strands.

    “Are you offering me a duet?”

    A satisfied smirk curved along Dottore’s lips.

    “That depends on how quickly you can learn, my dear Regrator.”

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    Pantalone found his attention drawn away from his work by a beautiful melody.

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    25 May 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 50

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    They say that absence makes the heart grow fonder, or toys with the mind and turns it cruel. It paves the way for second guessing, rash conclusions, and Dottore's work ethic has done him no favours.

    Fortunately, there's a chance to draw him out. What happens next is down to luck, a few drinks, and maybe even a dance.

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    19 May 2026

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    Pantalone’s hand climbs the line of the leather harness, teasing at the collar around Dottore’s throat. A finger slides beneath the ring. “The well-fed man does not understand the wants of the hungry, doctor.”

    Perhaps not. But Dottore can see the hunger enclosed in Pantalone’s eyes. Endless and insatiable, it devours the violet of his irises, swelling out from the yawning maws of ink-dark pupils.

    Dottore’s voice pitches low. “And what is it you want, Regrator?”

    A story about power and intimacy and the romance of fair exchange. Also, Pantalone wears a corset.

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    18 May 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 47

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    Mihawk shifted, aching by his own design. He was not a patient man, by nature, but he had patience nonetheless. It was a learned skill. A honed one, as he honed his blade, and as he honed himself. It was not a skill he used with Shanks. It was not a skill he should use with Shanks.

    And yet, here he was. Waiting.

    Or: Shanks keeps Mihawk waiting and they both suffer the consequences, benefits, and everything in between.

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    06 May 2026