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  1. Public Bookmark 46

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    "You are going into rut, your Grace."

    "I came to you for a headache," He reminded the Grand Maester helpfully. Perhaps the man was getting old and forgetful.

    "Yes, and I am telling you that you are going into rut, your Grace." The Grand Maester's pale watery eyes peered out at him from a nest of wrinkled skin, spotted and leathery with age. His gaze was cold and alert, and much too clinical.

    "That is ridiculous, I am well over forty years of age, I've not had a rut in years. My lady wife is dead."

    "Perhaps your body wishes to father more children."

    "I can assure you that my mind does not," Baelor said firmly.

    (Where Aerion and Dunk leaves their firstborn with Maekar, and it causes Baelor problems.)

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    22 Aug 2026

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    birds of a feather
    yellow_crayon

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    "You are going into rut, your Grace."

    "I came to you for a headache," He reminded the Grand Maester helpfully. Perhaps the man was getting old and forgetful.

    "Yes, and I am telling you that you are going into rut, your Grace." The Grand Maester's pale watery eyes peered out at him from a nest of wrinkled skin, spotted and leathery with age. His gaze was cold and alert, and much too clinical.

    "That is ridiculous, I am well over forty years of age, I've not had a rut in years. My lady wife is dead."

    "Perhaps your body wishes to father more children."

    "I can assure you that my mind does not," Baelor said firmly.
    (Where Aerion and Dunk leaves their firstborn with Maekar, and it causes Baelor problems.)

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    “I just don’t understand why you would go through all this trouble just so I could see that you have changed,” Dunk asked, bewildered.

    Aerion looked… forlorn. There was a distance in his lavender eyes, as though they were veiled by an invisible fog. He blinked it away and met Duncan’s gaze, a soft smile replacing his brief melancholy.

    “Do you truly not know, Ser?”

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    Nine years after Ashford, Prince Aerion Brightflame devises a careful plan to make Ser Duncan the Tall devote himself to him completely: gifts, proximity, patience, and eventually seduction.

    What begins as obsession slowly mutates into something far more dangerous. Because the more Aerion tries to win Duncan through manipulation, the more he changes into the sort of man Duncan could genuinely start to develop feelings for.

    Unfortunately for him, Ser Duncan is far too oblivious to notice any of this until it is far too late.

    or : Aerion's dramatic and accidental redemption arc

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    21 Aug 2026

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    In Your Name
    Seraadastra

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    “I just don’t understand why you would go through all this trouble just so I could see that you have changed,” Dunk asked, bewildered.

    Aerion looked… forlorn. There was a distance in his lavender eyes, as though they were veiled by an invisible fog. He blinked it away and met Duncan’s gaze, a soft smile replacing his brief melancholy.

    “Do you truly not know, Ser?”

    ~

    Nine years after Ashford, Prince Aerion Brightflame devises a careful plan to make Ser Duncan the Tall devote himself to him completely: gifts, proximity, patience, and eventually seduction.

    What begins as obsession slowly mutates into something far more dangerous. Because the more Aerion tries to win Duncan through manipulation, the more he changes into the sort of man Duncan could genuinely start to develop feelings for.

    Unfortunately for him, Ser Duncan is far too oblivious to notice any of this until it is far too late.

    ~

    or : Aerion's dramatic and accidental redemption arc

  3. Public Bookmark 35

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    Finn Bennett has spent years dreaming of people he’s never met, places he’s has never seen, and a prince whose grief feels far too familiar to belong to fiction.

    Peter Claffey has never believed in fate.

    Then a dark-haired theatre student barrels into his life with a sarcastic smile, a terrible singing habit, and eyes that feel hauntingly familiar.

    As forgotten memories resurface one dream at a time, two ordinary university students find themselves carrying the echoes of a life that ended in blood, heartbreak, and unfinished promises.

    Some loves don’t get a second chance.

    Theirs somehow got another lifetime.

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    21 Aug 2026

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    I’ve Told You Things
    justadudeakotsk

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    Finn Bennett has spent years dreaming of people he’s never met, places he’s has never seen, and a prince whose grief feels far too familiar to belong to fiction.

    Peter Claffey has never believed in fate.

    Then a dark-haired theatre student barrels into his life with a sarcastic smile, a terrible singing habit, and eyes that feel hauntingly familiar.

    As forgotten memories resurface one dream at a time, two ordinary university students find themselves carrying the echoes of a life that ended in blood, heartbreak, and unfinished promises.

    Some loves don’t get a second chance.

    Theirs somehow got another lifetime.

  4. Public Bookmark 25

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    "What was your wish, Hunter? For Ryan to love you more than anyone in the fucking world?"

    Just when Naim thinks that he and Ryan are getting serious, Hunter makes a horrifying declaration to the One Wish Willow and gets exactly what he desires. And no one is happy.

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    21 Aug 2026

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    you shall not covet your neighbor's slave
    Anonymous

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    "What was your wish, Hunter? For Ryan to love you more than anyone in the fucking world?"
    Just when Naim thinks that he and Ryan are getting serious, Hunter makes a horrifying declaration to the One Wish Willow and gets exactly what he desires. And no one is happy.

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    “They say fuck like rabbits, for a reason, you know.”

    Ryan spluttered, blood rushing south at the thought of Naim, pretty and alone on his bed during his heat, cumming over and over, whimpering and mewling until his throat was raw with tears.

    He wanted to know, so badly, what Naim did when he was alone.

    He had missed a week of school about a month back, right after they’d kissed for the first time. Ryan remembered giving Naim his jacket on the way home, unable to watch Naim shiver in the evening breeze. Ryan remembered how empty Naim’s chair had looked at the front of the classroom. When Naim had come back, he hadn’t really offered the information, and Ryan hadn’t asked. Ryan had opened his locker to find his jacket, crisp and folded, smelling of generic scent masking detergent.

    Now, he could ask.

    And Naim would probably answer.

    Or

    Bunny Naim!

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    15 Aug 2026

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    sugarcane
    huacheesecake

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    “They say fuck like rabbits, for a reason, you know.”

    Ryan spluttered, blood rushing south at the thought of Naim, pretty and alone on his bed during his heat, cumming over and over, whimpering and mewling until his throat was raw with tears.

    He wanted to know, so badly, what Naim did when he was alone.

    He had missed a week of school about a month back, right after they’d kissed for the first time. Ryan remembered giving Naim his jacket on the way home, unable to watch Naim shiver in the evening breeze. Ryan remembered how empty Naim’s chair had looked at the front of the classroom. When Naim had come back, he hadn’t really offered the information, and Ryan hadn’t asked. Ryan had opened his locker to find his jacket, crisp and folded, smelling of generic scent masking detergent.

    Now, he could ask.

    And Naim would probably answer.

    Or

    Bunny Naim!