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  1. Public Bookmark 73

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    “Aventurine,” Ratio says, gravely, “The piercing is on my penis.”

    And purely because he wouldn’t have risen to the heights of luxury without being utterly shameless, he has the gall to request, “...Show me anyway?”

    It is, indeed, a very shameless request to ask of someone. Luckily for him, as it always is, Ratio doesn’t quite mind; whether that was because it didn’t matter where piercings were done, art is art and all that, or that he just drank enough glasses of wine to give him liquid courage. Both possibilities are entirely debatable. He hesitates for a second though, yet ultimately decides the best course of action was to begin tugging down the gray sweatpants, letting it pool around his knees.

    Fuck it, he might as well drool.

    Ratio has a few secrets up his sleeve, on his back, and inside his pants. All in the name of simply appreciating the aesthetics of body art, a gallery of ink painted on flesh and precious gold etched within it, while spreading knowledge along the cosmos.

    or: Aventurine’s (not-at-all biased) artistic critique of Ratio’s body.

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    17 Feb 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 69

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    Every year Aventurine counts down the minutes to Kakava.

    And every year Ratio will sit with him.

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    02 Jan 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 22

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    He knows he hasn't bled on the bed.

    He hasn't invited anyone to bleed on his bed. (Though he does recall a certain gambler doing so uninvited before.)

    So why in Nous' name is there a speck of blood on his pillow?

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    Ratio finds a tiny blonde fennec fox in his house, injured and hungry. He cares for it and patches it up and gives it a place to sleep.

    So why is that same fennec not where he remembers it?

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    18 Dec 2025

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    “Dear, dear Doctor.” Aventurine laughed quietly, twisting the cap of the bottle. “It doesn’t matter what answer I have. One, you won’t remember any of this in the morning. And two, I don’t think you have any idea what you’re saying, but I’m a hundred percent certain you truly don’t think of me like th—”
    “I do,” Ratio cut him off. “I do.”

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    Aventurine gets a call to pick up a drunk Dr. Ratio from a work dinner.

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    03 Oct 2025

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    "Few people know how to truly relax," Ratio says, perched on the edge of Aventurine's desk. It makes his thighs double in size. Aventurine's thoughts begin to scatter. "Relaxation is a process. As such, naturally there are practical, step-by-step instructions to achieve it.”

    "Right," he says, forcing his gaze away. "My, doctor, could one take a guess and assume that some of the relaxation you're referring to is of the more…” He flicks his fingers. “Intimate kind?”

    Something curious happens: Ratio stalls. He averts his gaze as his cheeks dust over with pink.

    He recovers quickly, however, coughing into his palm and resuming right where he left off. “It would be inane to exclude the potential of intimacy.”

    Aventurine is stressed. The knowledgeable Dr. Ratio offers an expert, thorough, only slightly self-indulgent solution.

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    12 Sep 2025