Eternalbinie



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    On a flight to Fontaine, Kaveh gets mysteriously upgraded to first class beside an annoyingly handsome alpha who smells like the very essence of the heavens. Kaveh, however, has never willingly given an alpha the time of day, and he's certainly not about to start now.

    Probably.

    Maybe.

    Except why does this one smell so damn good?!

    As Kaveh made his way to row 3 seat B, the woodsy, petrichor-rich scent he’d assumed was some expensive air freshener in the airport terminal filled his senses far more strongly.

    ... The alpha. Seated in row 3, seat A.

    Kaveh stopped so abruptly the passenger walking behind him stumbled into his carry-on.

    His gaze collided with the alpha’s once more. From up close, the ocean hidden within those devastatingly beautiful eyes felt endless, inviting him toward depths he was already drowning in - instantly overcome by the dizzying sensation of falling from a cliff overlooking the vast, expansive sea.

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    14 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 11

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    By Al-Ahmar, I don’t know a single bit of common language so please help me out here-!

    Are you speaking Afiyar?” He replied, unbothered and cocking his head a bit as the Eremite dropped his hands with shock before letting out a sigh of relief.

    You understand Afiyar?! What a relief! I thought I was going to have to make a fool of myself so you could understand me…” The Eremite sighed before looking back up, the same expression of worry overtaking his face and he stared at the wound on Alhaitham’s head.

    “Gods! You distracted me! Lay down you stupid man, your head is bleeding again!

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    For every bit of smart Alhaitham is, he was just a tiny bit stupid. Unfortunately for him, that stupid part of himself emerged as he gets caught up in a sandstorm in the Deserts of Hadramaveth, getting injured in the process. Being saved by a handsome rogue Eremite and their automaton companion, he realizes that knowing more than 20 different languages might be even more useful than he originally thought.

    That, and the realization he might a thing for passionate Eremite geniuses who need a little help learning Common.

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    14 Jul 2026

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    “Did it hurt,” Beomgyu repeated smoothly, leaning slightly forward against the counter. “When you fell from heaven?”

    Silence.

    Taehyun’s brain stopped functioning. Just completely gone. Disconnected.

    His jaw physically dropped before he could stop it because what?

    What the actual fuck?

    Did Choi Beomgyu, the terrifying mafia boss whispered about like an urban legend, just hit him with the most ancient pickup line in recorded human history?

     

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    What are the odds that Taehyun will come across a mafia boss. And a delulu mafia boss at that?

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    10 Jul 2026

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    "If I was smart, I wouldn't be in this room with you."

    Pete works the bar at a strip club that caters to vampires.

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    08 Jul 2026

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    “Minho, listen to me. Whatever you do, don’t bite him, okay?”

    “Bite,” Minho repeats foggily, liking the way the word feels in his mouth, between his teeth.

    “I wouldn’t usually be concerned about your control, but with you two…”

    “Us two.” He thinks about it. He’s never let himself think of them as an us before. Jisung continues to linger by the door, so close, painfully close. Within claiming distance. Just a scant inch or two of door between them.

    “He’s your blind spot,” Chan says matter-of-factly.

    “Blind spot?”

    There’s a short sigh. “This conversation is going nowhere. I’m coming over, okay? Minho? I’m coming.”

    “Minho?” Jisung asks again, and he can feel himself smiling, sunning in the sound of his voice.

    “Sung-ah,” Minho says warmly, phone slipping from his hand and thunking softly against the carpeted floor. “Omega.”

     

    Jisung presents late, panics, and hides it from his friends. As the weeks pass, Minho is haunted by a mystery scent that calls to him like nothing ever has before.

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    06 Jul 2026