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The Songs and the Stories, the Lies and the Glories by leupagus
Fandoms: A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms (TV)
17 Feb 2026
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"The crown suits you, you know," said Ser Duncan over the cacophony, and brought Baelor back to himself. "Makes you look... you know. Kingly. Which I suppose makes sense, given that you're the king now." A look of anguish crossed his face. "Oh, hells, I shouldn't be calling you 'you,' should I? It's 'Your Grace.' Please don't take—"
Baelor resisted the urge to rest his hand against the lad's back, as one might soothe a skittish horse. "No offense was taken, ser."
"Thank you," Ser Duncan said, then immediately amended, "Thank Your Grace...ness. Seven fucks, I'm getting another drink." And he whirled away into the throng before Baelor could say a word.
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but he'll never escape what he's made up of by dostoevsky_wannabe
Fandoms: Men's Hockey RPF
16 Feb 2026
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It’s common knowledge that a healthy adult Dominant or Submissive should be scening at least once a week. That’s like high-school-health-class-taught-by-the-gym-coach type knowledge. So, of course, Matthew is going to assume that Leon, someone whose literal job is reliant on his body being in good shape, would know this.
OR: The mattdrai biological bdsm au you didn’t know you needed
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i want you to need me (i need to want somethin' more) by FlowerCitti
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV)
14 Feb 2026
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“What did I,” his throat clicks, swallowing harshly around the tears that he has refused to allow and fall. “What did I do wrong?”
Mortification feels like fingers wrapped tightly around his throat, tucking himself closely against the wall and too afraid to even look Rozanov in the eye. There’s a long beat of silence where Shane can practically feel his heart climb into his mouth, his chest aching with a relentless thud.
“Hollander.” He can’t read Rozanov’s tone even on his better days, quiet and short of breath.
Shane wishes that he could dissolve into the floorboards, eyes squeezed shut and a spike of shuddering cold working its way through him.
Or, Shane drops hard and fast after their hook-up in Vegas. Ilya takes care of him.
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- Part 3 of Nettles (Hollanov Fics)
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14 Feb 2026
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Upon his arrival at Ashford Meadow, Daeron seeks out the only source of warmth and safety he has ever known.
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14 Feb 2026