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  1. Public Bookmark 22

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    England, 1988.

    Valarr Targaryen returns to Summerhall Estate with a girlfriend and a plan: keep his head down, keep his hands clean, leave the past buried. Aerion, however, has never made anything easy.

    The village whispers. The walls remember. And beneath the hunting parties, chapel sermons, and an isolated west wing, something much uglier than brotherhood lingers between them.

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    18 Feb 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 52

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    In the summer of 1982, under the scalding sun of an airless season where cicadas wailed from the pines, Aerion Targaryen dropped to his knees in the scorched dirt of West Plains, Missouri, and screamed the air out of his lungs.

    Following his father’s death, Valarr moves to live with his uncle and cousins. It only gets worse from there.

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    13 Feb 2026

  3. Public Bookmark *

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    “Let it fall on ice and wolves,” Aerion dismissed. “Were I king, I’d not waste breath on dead lands in the North.”

    Valarr felt himself grow irritated. “And what would you see fit to spend breath on, if not that?” he asked, dry. “The hatching of dragons from stone?”

    Valarr survives the great spring sickness, inherits the crown, and, somewhere along the years, is summoned north by Lord Stark.

    His first mistake is taking Aerion with him.

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    13 Feb 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 85

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    “Why do you love him so much?”

    The question lingered between them, trembling and terrible. The firelight threw her shadow across the floor, fractured and long, and the faint creak of the inn whispered like a warning in the silence.

    “Most men despise him. They fear him. They mock him behind closed doors. Some curse his very name.” She swallowed. “And yet you do not.”

    Valarr closed his eyes briefly. There were a thousand answers, and none that would ease her pain. When he opened them again, his gaze was steady.

    “Because I see him,” he said simply. Not the prince. Not the reputation. Not the whispers. “He has never been what they believe him to be.”

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    Or, in which Valarr is torn between duty and love, and Aerion is a lustful brat.

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    12 Feb 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 4

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    The Mike cocaine fic that nobody asked for (inspired by that SNL sketch)

    September 1995 - Mike Wheeler spends his days working a soul-sucking job and his nights trying to forget. But then his path crosses with Will’s again, and Mike is faced with the question of whether he will confront the feelings he’s been trying to bury or continue living a life in the shadows.

    Content warning: Substance abuse, depression, self-destructive behaviour, passive suicidal thoughts, hate crimes
    Please check the tags, I'll be adding more tags along the way.

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    04 Feb 2026