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Under crimson sails by The_flabbergasting_blobb_of_fluffyness
Fandoms: Final Fantasy XVI
19 Sep 2025
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He kissed back, roughly, because he did fancy a quick fuck. And how lucky, that he had found not only a pretty light bearer, but also a lonely one. Especially since with the way Dion had barely kept on his feet back in the tavern, Joshua had not expected to get anywhere tonight except a horizontal surface where he could leave the other man to sleep off his bad decisions.
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Dion just wanted to board a ship.
Joshua just wanted to find a light bearer to help him on a dangerous quest.
They both get what they were looking for, sort of. Then they get much more than what they bargained for.
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21 Sep 2025
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Lesage, But Not the One You Ordered by regulus3 for Narrativa
Fandoms: Final Fantasy XVI
08 Sep 2025
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"How could you lie to me?"
"I didn’t. I really am Dion Lesage."
"Except you have NOTHING to do with Sylvestre Lesage!"
"Technically, I work at one of his hotels..."Joshua Rosfield—a stunning gold digger—wasn’t hunting merely rich prey; he was stalking the apex predator, Sylvestre Lesage.
The wealthy widower hosted an exclusive gala for his luxury hotel opening. After the party, he predictably brought Joshua to his suite, but the tycoon was far drunker than Joshua realized; he clambered onto Joshua only to immediately pass out cold. Bored, Joshua wandered down to the hotel bar at 2 AM, mistaking the exhausted bartender Dion (asleep in his work uniform–dress shirt, vest, and bowtie) for another wealthy guest.
Their passionate night led to a shocking revelation—Dion shared the Lesage surname and resembled the rumored heir. Joshua, ever the opportunist, gleefully switches targets—only to discover he's fallen for a broke bartender working multiple jobs.
As a committed materialist, he repeatedly tried (and failed) to ditch the unfairly handsome bartender who’d accidentally ruined his plans. And yet, in the end, love won.Bookmarked by Vecchio14
09 Sep 2025
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The Aquatic Rescue Manual: When Waves Attack, Hold Something... Substantial by regulus3
Fandoms: Final Fantasy XVI
01 Sep 2025
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Joshua: “Clive, I’m not a kid. The water’s not gonna kidnap me, relax.”
Clive kinda huffs and finally lets go... but he’s basically glued to Joshua’s side like a lost puppy.
Joshua: “Brother, this is getting weird...”But before he can finish complaining? BAM. Joshua spots this insanely hot blonde guy, maybe ten feet away, chest-deep in the water. And uh... the guy’s totally checking Joshua out. Like, multiple times.
Joshua is so distracted staring back, he’s not even hearing Clive’s rambling. Then—WHAM—a massive wave hits hard. It knocks some other guy (Goetz, apparently?) right into them, totally separating Clive and Joshua.
Joshua stumbles, gets dragged by the current, and next thing he knows? Saltwater’s over his head. He’s flailing underwater, grabbing wildly for anything to hold onto. And then... success!
His hand latches onto something solid, like, a sturdy pole? He heaves himself up, gasping for air...
...only to realize he’s death-gripping the blonde guy’s dick.
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03 Sep 2025
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When the Rosarians' deity, the mighty Phoenix, demands their future heir procreate or risk losing his life, Archduke Elwin Rosfield is all too eager to acquiesce and offer his beloved son as sacrifice.
But as future heir and second son, Joshua is certainly less enthusiastic. At only 15 years of age, he is beautiful, tender, and desired by men around the realm, but he is hesitant about submitting to the men who want nothing but the treasure between his legs. His desire is for someone gentle, someone who loves him for who he is.
For all Elwin's hard work to marry off his son, the victory may just fall into his hands as easily as the breeze that comes before darkness...
(No Ultima, no Curse, no Mothercrystals.)
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01 Sep 2025
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Joshua’s world was enveloped in a suffocating darkness, his senses overwhelmed by the feel of silk against his skin. The panic clawed at his chest, a living thing, claustrophobic and suffocating. Time became an abstract concept in that void, lost to the rhythm of his own heartbeat.
His mouth tasted of champagne and fear, memories of Dion’s opulent gala fracturing in his mind. The last clear image: Clive’s stormy gaze across the champagne-soaked crowd, Dion’s possessive hand at his back.
Footsteps circled him, deliberate and predatory. Voices, distorted by modulators, taunted with chilling familiarity: "Lesage Jr. has trained him well." Calloused hands mapped his body, contrasting with manicured touches that mocked Dion’s signature bergamot cologne. Every brush of skin was a violation, every whispered threat a promise of darker games.
Who’s really behind the silk and shadows? The answer pulsed in the dark, as dangerous as the hands now peeling away his last defenses.
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- Part 2 of The Affair
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01 Sep 2025