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Despite their brightness and happy color, yellow carnations have a long history of being the method by which someone rejects the love of another — sending them a bouquet to wordlessly communicate their negative emotions.
Daffodils symbolise rebirth and new beginnings. It’s one of the first flowers to bloom at the end of winter, announcing the beginning of spring and signifying the end of the cold, dark days.
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“I don’t want to leave. I… I want to help, I said.”
And that’s when it hits him. Ezreal’s blushing cheeks, his sheepish look and awkward way of sitting on the edge of the bed. Ezreal knows.
He knows it’s a rut.
As if on instinct, in fear of being tempted and hurting the popstar, Kayn retreats again, further and further away until his back hits the bed’s headboard, his legs open and moving fast as he uses them to push himself away.
Kayn is too worried for Ezreal to notice the popstar’s eyes slowly looking down, following the scale-like pattern from his face to his neck, then a bit down his chest, until his human flesh is back again on his stomach, a trail of dark hair helping Ezreal’s eyes to find their way down… there.
“O-Oh.”, Ezreal coughs, his eyes unable to look anywhere else, “You… You have both… in this form..?”
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“Hm? What’s this?”, Kayn says out loud as he leans down to get the pillow that Ezreal threw, standing in front of Ezreal’s trash can.
Shit shit shit shit–
Ezreal jumps from his bed and runs to try and grab the box that Kayn now has a strong grip on. The rapper’s arm is way too high for Ezreal to take it away but he still tries and jumps around, until Kayn grabs ahold of him too by the waist, pushing Ezreal’s body against him to make him stop.
“G-Give it back!!”
“Why would I?”
“You weirdo– Looking at people’s trash– I said give it back it’s mine!!”
“Yours? But there’s my name on it.”, Kayn states, turning the box around, his arm still raised, “Look, here, it’s written. Is it chocolates?”, he teases with a smug smile, “For Valentine’s?”
Ezreal's prank ends up backfiring on him, leading to rushed confessions and sex. Yay!
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"Just for your info, I'm not wearing any underwear.", Ezreal sighs, closing his eyes and leaning into Kayn's neck.
No underwear.
"Why are you telling me this? I don't even get the surprise?", Kayn chuckles, trying to sound nonchalant but his heart starts pounding in his chest.
The close proximity with the popstar always does a number on him. It's uncomfortable in the best way to be able to feel his warmth and smell his shampoo.
"I'm telling you so depending on what you choose I'll be able to know if you're an idiot or a pervert."
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“General–”, he tries to call.
The palm spreads against his forehead, the skin cooling his fever. He sighs in a simple relief, the visions slowly fading away, leaving him in this silent and dark world of his. He opens his eyes.
Nothing changes.
The hand slides down his face in a caress, thumb pressing gently at each stop; his temples, the corner of his eyes, under his cheekbones, against his lips…
“Moze? Is that you?”, he whispers the question, unsure.
Silence answers. And the touch flees.
Jiaoqiu has nightmares, but Moze is here to take care of him.
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Exhaling a heavy sigh, Alhaitham glanced down at the pile of laundry and began feeding the clothing into the washer one by one.
A small pair of sleep shorts. One of Kaveh’s usual flowy shirts. Warm socks. Gloves. A sinfully small pair of red lacy panties -
“Dammit.” Alhaitham threw them into the washer as if the delicate strings were cut from flame rather than cotton, clearing his throat unnecessarily loudly in the empty room.
His fingers flexed in front of him as he thunked his wrists down against the edge of the hamper, skin tingling from the phantom sensation of worn lace brushing against his knuckles. After taking a deliberately calming breath, he reached down once more, abandoning his careful pace in favour of grabbing fistfuls at once - hoping the sheer speed would spare him from getting inappropriately caught up in Kaveh’s delicates again.
It did not.
Or; Alhaitham does Kaveh’s laundry once he moves in, then proceeds to lose his mind.
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16 Jun 2026
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Swindled path that always leads back home by Ragingcereals
Fandoms: 崩坏:星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
20 Jun 2026
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Phainon is absolutely adorable, wearing a long sleeved shirt that has a giant, yellow duck over the front and… bright purple pants? His build is small, having chubby arms and legs. But what drew Mydei to Phainon was him having the most stunning eyes Mydei has ever seen. Crystalline blue with golden specks around the pupil, the child stares at Mydei- unblinking for a moment, before turning his head to burrow into his father’s shirt with a muffled gurgle. Something in Mydei breaks, he wants to squish Phainon’s round cheeks- he can imagine how soft it would be.
“He’s turning three this year, isn’t he adorable?” Audata coos, trying to get Phainon out of his father’s shirt. Mydei can see the red blush on the tips of Phainon’s ears. He wants to melt into a pile of goo, this kid is too much for his heart!
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No matter what, Phainon will always gravitates towards Mydei.Bookmarked by helldonism
25 May 2026
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Positive Reinforcement by 10thvertebra (omnislacrima)
Fandoms: 崩坏:星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
03 May 2026
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"What's wrong, Phai? You don't feel better?"
"It's not that," Phainon answered, pressing a kiss to Mydei's hair. "I think I need some encouragement."
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When an exhausted Phainon is forced to bring his work home, Mydei thinks of a way to help him relax.
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04 May 2026
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Kaveh’s tattoos are praised by celebrities and magazines alike, but somewhere along the path to his success, the meaning bled out of his art. Then, after ten long years, Alhaitham rides back into his life on a motorcycle - rugged, quick-witted, and infuriatingly unforgettable.
With love laced into the ink Kaveh had long since stopped believing in, something beautiful finally begins to take shape once more.
There, standing beneath the stupid Books sign and holding his helmet in one hand... was Alhaitham. He was older and broader - somehow impossibly more attractive - but it was undeniably him.
Kaveh staggered to a halt in the middle of the street and tried to recall how to breathe as he devoured the sight of the same handsome bone structure he had spent years trying to either find or forget - only now more chiseled, more ruggedly defined... more ruinous.
Alhaitham’s eyes, at least, hadn’t changed at all. With a breath that caught audibly in his throat, Kaveh lost himself in the piercing, hypnotic teal irises that he hadn’t seen since their gazes last locked across a study table in the high school library.
“Alhaitham?”
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02 May 2026
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Marry Me, Financially by kittykatara for Amayax, goldnation
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
15 Jul 2025
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With a heavy sigh, Kaveh buried his face in his pillow. All of his romantic ideals, as usual, were quashed by the one man he actually yearned for such affections from - a marriage for the sake of fucking tax deductions.
Though it made sense in a cold, rational way, such a logical and disinterested proposal for Kaveh to willingly sacrifice his heart for nothing more than mora cut deep into his chest. And worst of all... Alhaitham was unaware that Kaveh’s heart could never even belong to anyone but him - that he was already the sole benefactor of Kaveh’s silent longing, having stolen Kaveh’s heart against his will long ago.
Kaveh curled around his pillow as if the soft cotton of his pillowcase could offer a reprieve from the turmoil churning deep in his stomach. He’d long since made peace with his unrequited love for Alhaitham, resigning himself to a lifetime of suppressed yearning - but this? This was torture, plain and simple, demanding mental gymnastics that Kaveh wasn’t confident he was flexible enough to contort himself into.
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