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    "I know I don't possess any allure for you." Her voice came out fragile, but firm. "I'm not the diamond of the first water—my goodness, this is my sixth season! I don't have a respectable lineage, and I was self-taught because we couldn't afford tutors for anything other than embroidery. I don't even have a dowry, and Your Grace must imagine why." She took a deep breath, her chin wavering. "And I know I'm not the kind of beauty you seek... or what you might want to have me as a duchess. But if you accept my hand out of mercy for my misery, I promise to be the best duchess, and the best wife, I can be for you."

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    Ms. Chase, the daughter of a bankrupt barons, was quite resigned to her five seasons of failure, which hadn't resulted in even a single flirtation, much less an advantageous marriage that would save her family.

    That is, at least, until the arrival of the Duke of Thesford, Perseus, the one responsible for ruining her life and of her family for so many years, resulting in the situation she found herself in for so many social seasons.

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    A Percabeth fanfic in the "enemies to lovers" style from the Regency era I convinced myself that everyone wanted.

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    10 May 2026

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    A head pops up on the other side of Straw Hat; the last of the fading sunlight refracts off Roronoa’s earrings, winking at her. “Oh,” he says, sounding only mildly surprised to see her. “You’re here too.”

    “What are you talking about? What’s going on?”

    Roronoa grins. “Yeah. He does this.”

    Nami props herself up a little higher on her already bruising elbow. Straw Hat’s got an arm wrapped around Roronoa, same as her, pinning him to his other side.

    “Okay,” Nami says, feeling her third headache in as many hours beginning to creep up. “What is this?”

    “How he sleeps, I guess. Been doing it since we started sailing together.”

    “You’re joking.”

    Roronoa shrugs.

    “Well, how do we get him to let go?”

    “Dunno. Haven’t figured that part out yet,” Roronoa says and then, because he’s no help at all, lays back down.

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    04 Apr 2026

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    Luffy spent most of the afternoon in one of Zoro’s open shirts and a pair of shorts that definitely belonged to Sanji. The shirt kept slipping off one shoulder, revealing the faint mark at the junction of neck and collar where an alpha’s teeth had once sunk deep enough to seal a life.

    It was visible. Entirely visible.

    Not glaringly, perhaps. Zoro’s bond mark on one side had faded into the warm tone of Luffy’s skin, and Sanji’s on the other tucked more often beneath hair or collar. But when the wind shifted Luffy’s hair aside, anyone with eyes could see them both.

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    “Hold on,” Usopp said, voice climbing. He pointed a trembling finger at Zoro and Sanji. “Hold on! You mean to tell me the two of you have been openly mated to our captain this entire time, and you never thought to mention it?”

    Sanji’s eye twitched. “Mention what?”

    “The fact that you’re his bonded mates!”

    Zoro stared at them for a long beat, then said, slowly and with terrible sincerity, “We thought,” as if he were speaking to children or people concussed by coconuts, “that you were all capable of eyesight.”

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    04 Apr 2026

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    Mystery Work

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    This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!

    13 Aug 2025

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    “Of course you’re early,” he mutters, without looking her way.

    Rumi straightens, arms crossing like armor. “Of course you’re late.”

    Or: Rumi and Jinu, leaders of rival K-pop groups, are forced to collaborate on a song. Once close as trainees, Jinu shut her out without explanation five years ago and Rumi’s never stopped wondering why.

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    01 Jul 2025