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As a demon, and the Son of Lucifer, it was your job to attend to Terzo Emeritus on his semi-frequent visits to hell. He was a pain in your ass, to say the least. His presence was rarely enjoyable, but not frequent enough to be truly bothered by. So when he started showing up more frequently, it put you on edge. What was even more concerning, he wanted to summon you. With very little to lose, you agree.
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A.K.A. self indulgent polyamory fic!!! reader uses he/him, i'll update tags as I go. Hope you enjoy :)if you know me irl and you're reading this, just know i'm a freak and i'm not sorry
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Also for context, Jesse pinkman is straight, Joe Biden is transfem and dating Taylor swift, Michelle Obama is Barack’s Ex, Barack is Gay, Walter is gay, and Ben Shapiro is Barack’s best friend
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[SPOILERS TO C4E18.]
“I never really thought about it before, but I think I might like pain,” Occtis tells him. “Maybe I even liked it before, but always got too lost in all the other feelings the world had to offer to notice it. But now it’s the only feeling that I have. So I think I want to… possess it. To hold it in my hand and do with it how I see fit.”
It occurs to his social brain that every word of that confession was more alarming than the last, but it has only served to turn Julien’s expression into something avaricious and gleaming. “My ribs are still quite bruised,” he murmurs. “Be my guest.”
Occtis takes a moment to sort through his thoughts on the matter. He can hear voices from the women’s tent, but they sound faraway and untroubled.
“Your pain tolerance is good,” he decides aloud. “I trust you not to make any sound.”
“Of course I can be quiet,” Julien assures him in a honeyed tone. He assumes a more relaxed pose, resting comfortably on his side. “Go on, then. What are you waiting for? I despise cowardice in all its forms—so don’t disappoint me.”
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- Part 1 of Sleepless
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“You know what? Nevermind. It’s not worth it.” Occtis starts folding himself into bed, prompting Julien to sit up, aggravated by the principle of the thing.
“Just ask me the fucking question.”
“I don’t just want to ask one, I want to—gh—do you know how a conversation works?”
“You want to get to know me?” Julien says with horror.
— On the road to the Golden Orchard, after the second-worst week of their lives, Occtis and Julien play stupid games.
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Very in character, very good I liked it a lot hehehe
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A collection of Julien and Occtis oneshots that are vaguely connected. The same continuity at least.
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Essek doesn’t date, and for good reason. It’s exhausting, the dance around feelings and pleasure, made worse by the shadow of his ill health. He’s perfectly content with the company of his Guides, their platonic exchange of intimacies fully serviceable. He doesn’t need anyone else.
Caleb Widogast is the Empire human making a valiant attempt towards involving himself in Rosohna’s kink scene. He shouldn’t be as charming as he is but Essek finds himself drawn to Caleb, caught in his gravity well, pulled past the event horizon against his will. He doesn’t quite mind, especially when Essek connects Caleb Widogast to Bren Ermendrud, the researcher on loan from Soltryce studying time travel under Essek’s purview here in the Marble Tomes.
Don’t we all have mistakes we wish to correct?
Essek has made many and, caught up in a whirlwind romance with a Dom perfect in all the ways he didn’t know he wanted, he makes many more.
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11 Mar 2026
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This fic is like one of my favorites of all time for sureeeeee LMFAO
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“This is not a negotiation.” Deirta Thelyss’s voice cracked the air like a thunderclap, sharp enough that even her ever-bustling flock of attendants twitched. “You will agree to this marriage, or I will have you cast from Den Thelyss for dereliction of duty. Is that clear?”
Essek held himself stiffly, his shoulders rising in affront. A dangerous lapse of control, considering the woman standing before him, and one he would berate himself for later in the privacy of his tower, but he couldn’t help it. To be bartered off as—as a diplomatic representative of all things. It was absurd, insulting. Was the prestige his accomplishments brought to the den not enough? The Bright Queen herself had awarded him the title of Shadowhand for the advancements he’d made to the field of dunamancy, advancements that had secured countless victories in the war. Why should he have to upend his entire life to accommodate some human he’d never even met?
Or: A Shadowgast Arranged Marriage AU in Space~
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