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  1. Public Bookmark 28

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    “Shall you seize me on the morn?” Baelor hears Maekar’s voice in his ear. It’s thick and worn. “If you must behead me for this crime, let it be by your hand alone. Promise me, Baelor, nobody else’s”

    Baelor Breakspear becomes king. It surprises no one that he should name Maekar his Hand. Still, as it happens, Maekar isn’t yet satisfied with their newly found nearness, which leads him to spike Baelor’s wine and creep into his bed.

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    23 Feb 2026

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    YIPPEEEEE !

  2. Public Bookmark 14

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    Their father’s failing health drives Baelor and Maekar into temporarily moving to the family manor so they may care for him. Summerhall is a decrepit old thing far in the countryside. Its black paint withers in the sun and dust covers the sitting room’s windows.

    This place has a way of draining all life.

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    23 Feb 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 55

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    In his boyhood, Maekar had to take two steps for every one of Baelor’s as he followed his elder brother with a wooden sword in hand, occasionally whacking him across the calves. They are to grow old together and burn in the same pyre once their time comes.

    A dream haunts Maekar’s stay at Ashford. Each night, he watches the death of his brother, and by the time he rises, the blood on his hands has dried a little more.

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    19 Feb 2026

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    i too would've gone crazy

  4. Public Bookmark 12

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    “C’mon, man,” he huffed out, and Robby felt like he was going to be sick, like he was some dealer in a back alley enabling whatever the hell this was. They weren’t in an alley, or in the backseat, and yes, maybe this place was haunted, but there were still rules. There had to be rules, or else there was chaos, and with chaos came unpredictability. Frank Langdon was turning into an anomaly in that equation.

    Langdon’s jaw tightened with Robby’s searching look, and his sweating palms balled into fists. “Don’t you fucking- pretend you’re perfect, Robby. We both know you’re not.”

    He knew how to get under his skin, Robby would give him that much.

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    25 Oct 2025

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    yessssssssss

  5. Public Bookmark 16

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    He lets out a gasp at the edge of teeth catching on the side of his dick as Vasily pulls out, and finally looks down at him. Fuck, he looks so good - open mouth panting on his wet cock, lips red and wet with spit, hair mussed and tangled in Ogata's firm hand. The thick column of his neck is exposed by the slightly awkward angle Ogata tilted his head in, tendons and Adam’s apple prominent under taut skin. It was a real close call – Ogata could've come without even getting a taste of Vasily’s skin on his own tongue.

    "You weren't planning on finishing this here, were you?" he asks, not letting up on his grip. Vasily grins up at him.

    "It would be just the beginning, I imagined."

    Nothing better to unwind after a stressful day at work than an impromptu booty call with a guy you barely know, right?

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    06 Aug 2025

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    hell yeah