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    Fics insp by Classic mythology/literature

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    Semi-related fics following some art loving, found family miscreants

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    Fics inspired by Sappho's Fragments.

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    Oneshots inspired by Seungwoo's solo album, Fame ahead of his comeback this month!

    now missing chan's because i dont want to platform someone who drinks and drives lol <3

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    I see Minghao dance video, I go feral...simple as

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  1. Public Bookmark 35

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    Aegon narrowed his eyes to glare, but it did not hide the glassy, near vacant glaze of arousal. "I am not in the mood, Nephew." 

    "Husband," Jace corrected, soft yet stern and all too knowing. His palm smoothed over Aegon’s hip, fingers testing the curve of his backside. "I am your husband."

    The touch made Aegon twitch, a barely there jolt; he had to will away the instinctive urge to arch into the sensation like a cat. "If your actions decree husbandry then every other man in the Seven Kingdoms might as well take your place." 

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    23 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 11

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    “Thirty seven arrows. In the back and chest. And yet somehow I heard he was alive when he fell into the sea and drowned.” Aemond hissed, low and enraged, as he threw his book down and stomped out of the room. It was Aegon’s turn to stiffen, to wince at the blow.

    Aegelle would be allowed to mourn him. Aegelle’s tears would be cooed over and dried and understood. Aegelle would have her children left to her, and her elder sister and goodmother to guide her. Aegon’s children were dead and reminders of the dead, and no one had ever cared for his tears.

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    23 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 23

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    Calum’s breath hits his cheek. Luke’s brain is white noise now. Calum’s never touched him like this before. His mouth, his face. Not the stupid space at the corner of his lips that Luke didn’t even know was sensitive until right this second. And it’s not just the thumb on his lip that’s doing it. It’s his eyes, the way they linger, pinning him down more effectively than any dream-Calum ever did.

    “What happens in these dreams, Luke?”

    The thumb leaves his lip, slides down to his chin, coaxing. Like he’s trying to pull the truth right out of him. Luke swallows hard. His voice doesn’t want to exist. Calum’s eyes don’t move, don’t blink. They’re heavy on him, dark, focused, expectant.

    Luke hasn’t confessed anything, not really. But the way Calum’s looking at him now makes him feel stripped bare. Like the truth is already written across his forehead in Sharpie and Calum’s just waiting for him to read it out loud.

    Luke exhales, shaky. “I think you already know.”

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    06 Nov 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 6

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    Now he waits. He’s back to being nervous, and he’s running out of fingernails to chew. He stares at his hands. His knuckles are a little bruised. The edges of his nails are rimmed with a mixture of dried and fresh blood. He wipes them on his pants. Spits into his fingers, rubs at the worst of it. He doesn’t want Luke to see.

    He smokes too much. Drinks too much. He bites. He bleeds. Sometimes he hits. Sometimes he wants to disappear and sometimes he wants someone to stop him from doing it. Bad habits, all of them. Would Luke be one too? Or is he worse? Not a habit. Not even a vice. Something deeper. Scarier. Maybe he’s an addiction. Top of the list. Beating caffeine. Beating weed. Beating pain.

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    05 Nov 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 9

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    Suguru’s plans of having a normal, relaxing day are ruined the moment he walks into Satoru’s room and sees him hanging by his neck from the ceiling with his pants around his ankles and his hand on his dick.

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    20 Sep 2025