LUNALEIYA



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  1. Public Bookmark 77

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    “No, you are for me,” Baelor corrects gently. “I asked for you to come after supper, you know, you are quite early. I don’t mind a bit of eagerness from my companions, though. Especially not when they look like you.”

    Aerion gapes. Baelor thinks he has come to warm his bed. He crinkles his nose, embarrassment and something unnamable swirling in his gut.

    “I’m not— Baelor—”

    Baelor slaps his ass hard. Aerion gasps, jumps forward at the sting, rubbing against his crotch. His hands fly to grip at his uncle's biceps, skin against skin. The contact feels searing hot.

    Baelor gropes at the cheek he hit, kneading the fat. “Do they not teach you manners in Lys? It’s disrespectful to call a prince by name.”

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    Aerion is sent back in time to warn his father of the trial of seven. He ends up stumbling upon the young prince Baelor first, who assumes he's the Lyseni whore he'd requested.

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    07 Apr 2026

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    The washerwomen say he was a Lysene pirate.
    The stableboys swear he was a Dornish sellsword.
    The servants whisper of a tall Northern wildling.

    In the Red Keep, everyone has a theory about who sired Prince Aerion's three bastards. They imagine a dozen different alphas from a dozen different lands. Everyone, that is, except the silent seven-foot-tall knight in white standing right behind them.

    The truth hiding in plain sight.

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    07 Feb 2026

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    This has my heart

  4. Public Bookmark 68

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    Eren ragebaits his friends with baby names.

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    Post-Raid on Liberio. The Scouts have Eren. A declaration of war. And... a baby.

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    The Art of Naming the Son You Just Found Out About Because the Other Parent Conveniently Forgot to Mention He Existed™

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    Before him was a writhing mass of formless energy, liquid in the air and shapeless like the sea. A tar-like black substance thinned out like a blanket, inspecting the mess it made of its victim. In its endless void, lightning licked its edges and fractal colour reflected back. It reminded Suguru of—

    It didn't. It wasn't.

    A shudder thrummed through the substance hovering over Fushiguro's remains. The cursed spirit noticed him. Rolls of black fluid fanned out, then tightened back in. It swirled and compressed, taking on a humanoid silhouette, featureless as a shadow. Suguru felt it watching, the aching chill of being perceived by a threat.

    Then they opened across its face. Six hauntingly blue eyes.

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    Gojo becomes a curse, and Geto learns to live with it.

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