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  1. Public Bookmark 4

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    At a nearby table outside, a Melusine named Pip had climbed onto the back of a bench to get a better view.

    “Do you think they’ll kiss?” she whispered to Clorinde.

    “They don’t even know they’re on a date,” Clorinde hissed back. “They think this is a committee meeting.”

    Pip frowned. “Are they always like this?”

    Navia leaned over the table, an entire organizational binder of “Intervention Protocols for Romantically Repressed Men” open in her lap. “This is advanced-stage oblivious. I’ve seen rocks with more self-awareness.”

    Charlotte looked up from her surveillance sketchpad—yes, she was sketching this. For posterity. “I’ve got a shot of Wriothesley staring at Neuvillette’s hands like they hold the answers to the universe.”

    “They do,” said Clorinde grimly.

    In which two deeply repressed men share tea, an umbrella, and several near-fatal amounts of yearning while all of Fontaine loses its collective mind.

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    29 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 8

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    “How do you sleep at night?”

    Wolfwood scowls at the garden. He’s sitting on the big porch watching Vash and Jessica and a handful of other trouble makers toddle around in the squash patch, hunting bugs. The sun is going down, allowing for a break in the heat. Wolfwood has been lounging here for a few hours, and Midvalley has come to bother him. The other man slipped up close to him, leaned on the rail much like Wolfwood is. He watches Vash squawk with laughter and dance away from the large beetle that one of the kiddos thrusts at him. He’s lovely in the dusk. Dark hair pulled back in a slipping ponytail, in a sleeveless shirt his skin sun burnt and freckled. His scars glitter in the suns, pink-silver lines. Sunglasses perched on his nose, a smile, real, spread across his face.

    Wolfwood chews a toothpick flat.

    “Poorly.”

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    26 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 76

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    Project SEEDS was one of the leading organizations in hybrid rescue, rehabilitation, and release. Vash was a bit of a star employee, known for taking on impossible cases no one dared touch with a fifty foot pole.

    And then he got assigned a wolf hybrid with the kindest pair of eyes, contrasting with the meanest set of teeth.

    Unfortunately for Wolfwood, Vash wasn't a quitter. Unfortunately for Vash, Wolfwood fell harder than a flimsy house of cards.

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    26 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 7

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    He heard Punisher slam onto the ground in front of him, could feel the too-cold metal against his hand. Cold, because he hadn’t been firing it. Cold, because it wasn’t warm from the heat of a fight.

    “I was waiting for you to launch your antiphase sound waves,” Wolfwood said, jaw protesting the act of speaking. He opened his eyes - only to realize they were already open.

    He had a half-beat of panic, before quickly shoving it back into its place. Reaching up, he pressed against one side of his face, feeling the grind of bone as the hinge of his jaw slid back into its socket. Jaw, back in its place. Panic, back in its place. Disallowed to exist.

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    26 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 15

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    “Does have a weird thing about feet though. Glad you haven’t gone after ‘em yet.”
    Vash’s mouth hung open for a minute before he asked, a little too loudly, “
    what?! What kind of thing about feet?”
    Wolfwood took a drag of his cigarette.
    “Don’t worry about it.”

    Stampede flavour Vash plays host to everyone's favourite momentary widow, Badlands Rumble Wolfwood. (Follow-up to Love's Gonna Get Ya, as requested, because I really could not get it out of my brain.)

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    23 Jun 2026