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    Talia refuses to allow the guilt to sour her. She remembers all-too-well, the arguments between them when she'd been a girl—Ra's reminding her that if she wanted a higher education, he would have a bevy of tutors brought to her doorstep. There was no need to travel—and certainly not such a long distance. Talia, on the other hand, had been desperate to see the world on her own terms. Had been desperate to get away.

    In the end, they had parted ways with a stony silence between them. Her father had not responded to any of the letters she wrote him, in the weeks after. To this day, she has no idea whether he'd even read them, the detailed reports she wrote of her academic progress, as if to show him the entire endeavor was more labor than pleasure. As if she hadn't gamboled in that tiny dorm room like it was a world entire.

    What is it about my freedom that offends you, Father? she dares to ask him, even if it's within the depths of her own mind.

    "I will return," she reminds him softly instead. "You know I always do."

    Talia, through the years.

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    11 May 2026

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    (n.) a hiding place; a place of safety and comfort.

    "You're Nolan Patrick, right?" The guy presses on whether he gets an answer or not (he doesn't), "Bro, it's sweet we get to play together. You're fucking sick; your stick-handling skills are off the charts, my man, this is gonna be so sweet."

    Nolan can fucking feel the vibrations of Travis stifling a laugh, but of course Travis isn't going to throw him a rescue line like the fucker that he is. All Nolan can really do is stare blankly -- his first choice of words are highly inappropriate and he smothers them into an unintelligible mumble.

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    20 Mar 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 35

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    After spotting a hot guy through the gym window on his jog to work, Luis is enthralled. Fortunately, the universe happens to align spectacularly well and Luis ends up with the fortuitous chance to get to know Leon Kennedy one-on-one. He learns that Leon is brash and ill-tempered, but maybe, underneath it all, it's possible that he's brasher and even more ill-tempered. Only one way to find out.

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    “Gracias for teaching me something I didn’t know.”

    A pause, heavy and tense. “Are you going to hold up your end of the deal?”

    “What’s that, hombre?” Luis glanced over his shoulder—a mistake: Leon was already turned fully, looking at him.

    “Teach me Spanish.”

    “Por supuesto, querido. Whenever you’d like.” At Leon’s expectant eyebrow, he chuckled softly and translated, “Of course.”

    Leon was still looking and it was all Luis could do not to turn away again. “Then what’s ‘querido?’”

    Turning back to his locker, he said, “It’s a term you can use with your friends.”

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    10 Mar 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 93

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    Constrained to a hospital bed after taking a bullet to the shoulder, Leon is mind-numbingly bored. With nothing to occupy himself and no chance of Chris letting him DAMA, it's no wonder he answers the (probably spam) call he gets. Well, long story short, it's not spam. And he has no idea who Anabel is.

    One month away from his release date from Raccoon City Penitentiary, Luis misdials. He thought he knew Anabel's number by heart after using it so much, but apparently not. Things turn out for the best, though, when he gets to chat with an interesting police officer who just so happens to have a thing for bad boys.

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    "Painkillers. Sleeping off anesthesia.”

    “Surgery?” A keen interest lit up his voice, the shift immediate and palpable. “Opioids or NSAIDs?”

    “Both. Doctor said I was lucky to keep the arm.”

    “Sledding accident?”

    “I—what? No, of course not.”

    Leon could practically hear him shrug. “You never know. What was it, then, cowboy? Did you fall off your horse?”

    Leon tried to suppress an involuntary smile at remembering how Ashley had phrased it, repeating into the phone with mirth, “I tripped and fell on a bullet.”

    “Impressive.”

    “I try.”

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    10 Mar 2026

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    “Who are you? And what are you doing here?”

    What is—?

    He’s…

    He’s awake. He’s upright. The fire splitting his spine is entirely gone. Instead there’s a fist pressed against his chest nearly hard enough to bruise, keeping him pinned to the wall behind him.

    And Leon Kennedy is glaring at him, eyes angry and distrusting—and cold, that’s the strange thing. Cold, as if Luis didn’t take his last breath before those very same eyes not thirty seconds ago.

    (Or: Luis, in a time loop.)

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    09 Mar 2026