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  1. Summary

    Janka experiments, swirled around in the beaker of my mind.

    None of the works in this series are related to the ones in my narrative series, T10WEMD (wow, that looks crazy abbreviated).

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  2. Summary

    Jabber and Zanka learn to embrace each other like the blade of a guillotine embraces the skin of a neck: eager and with irreversible damage. Just like Sisyphus, one must imagine them happy.

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  1. Public Bookmark 26

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    Jabber likes that with Zanka, no two interactions are the same. They have their little warehouse where they meet and fight and even fuck sometimes, of course, but other than location it’s always something new and different and exciting. That said, there’s always room to throw in a brand new variable once in a while. Not one he’s planning to keep in the mix; but he has a strict policy of trying everything once, and who better to try this with than the only person who’s ever gotten his interest back after losing it?

    The point is: Zanka has made things interesting or fun for Jabber that he never expected to like.

    Hence why he decides to take the leap and say, “You should fuck my pussy!”

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    04 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark *

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    "I want more."

    Patroclus glanced at the still barely touched piece of pomegranate in Achilles’ hand. Without a word, he dug into his own share, ready to give him half of it, when Achilles stopped him. “Not this.”

    Patroclus' look was one of earnest curiosity. "What, then?"

    Achilles leaned closer, close enough to smell the rich tartness of the fruit. “This,” he whispered as he flicked his tongue over Patroclus’ lips, tasting the sweetness of the pomegranate that mingled with the natural, earthy saltiness of his skin. “This is what I want.”

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    Some wintertime fluff and smut, featuring Achilles, Patroclus, and pomegranates :)

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    01 Jun 2026

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    This is his Elysium: flushed cheeks and lips bitten to redness, like wine splashed over golden skin, blue eyes flecked with olive-green and earthy browns, and dark hair spread over trampled grass.

    There is a tomorrow and one after that, and those tomorrows are not contained within an hourglass anymore.

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    01 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 85

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    During a sumptuous banquet to celebrate a successful raid on one of the cities on the outskirts of Troy, many captains pour wine for the great-hearted Patroclus as they congratulate him on his warlike exploits of the day.

    So many, in fact, that the son of Menoetius ends up, much to Achilles’ amusement, significantly drunk.

    So drunk that he ventures to dance for the first time in his life.

    So drunk that he is loud in bed for the first time in his life.

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    31 May 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 5

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    Zanka touches Jabber. No bruises or breaking or even squeezing too hard. Just touches him. Normally.

    Jabber is very normal about this.

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    27 May 2026