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oh how wrong we were to think that immortality meant never dying by dumpsterlife
Fandoms: Dead Boy Detectives (TV)
01 Sep 2025
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It is disagreed upon how the deity who resides below the Earth, who watches over all souls after they die, whose name like the dripping of water far underground might sound to human ears like Edwin, came to know of Charles’ plight.
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Where the stories agree, however, is that once Charles’ plight was revealed to him, he could not bring himself to allow such suffering to continue any longer. And so, from his shadowed palace unfathomably deep beneath the ground, he stepped through his glittering marble floor to the mirrored surface of the lake far above.-
The meeting of two deities one fateful summer's day.
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“And so, to resolve a crisis of entirely your own making, you’ve volunteered me for what?"
“The Bachelor, uncle, do keep up.”
“Wherein I will be what, exactly?”
Aerion rolled his eyes. “Oh, don’t be thick, uncle, it doesn’t suit. The titular role, of course.”
Or, Baelor becomes the Bachelor to resolve yet another one of Aerion’s fuck ups, and braces himself for the most harrowing three months of his life. At least the cameraman makes for pleasant company.
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07 May 2026
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oh, you built me a castle (to make me a king) by Neekou
Fandoms: A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms (TV)
07 May 2026
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Prince Baelor's attention is caught by the endearing stablehand at his family's estate of Summerhall. Dunk isn't sure how he's supposed to talk to princes.
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“So he’s holding a grudge a little longer than usual,” Louis says. “He’ll be there on the first day.” Charming all the new corps, he thinks bitterly; deciding whose legs he will have wrapped around his waist by the end of the week’s practice, if not before.“Not this time,” Armand says, and Louis suddenly recognises the look on his face. It’s the subdued panic of a man who is attempting to stem the flow of water through a cracked vessel with only his hands, incapable of patching it before every last drop escapes through his fingers. The same look, in fact, that he had given Louis when he’d thrown a duffel bag at Armand’s feet and told him he had fifteen minutes to grab his shit and get out. “Lestat doesn’t intend to quit the company. He intends to quit ballet.”
In the grey stupor of London, Louis is preparing the Azalea Gallery's forthcoming exhibition and worrying about Claudia. He doesn't plan to add wrangling Lestat, principal dancer of the Royal Ballet and his kind-of-ex-husband, into the mix – until Armand comes knocking, and makes him an offer he can't refuse.
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01 May 2026
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Normally, Louis likes to vet the new girls himself. It’s a point of pride for him – that not a single queen who lipsyncs or death drops or vogues her way across the Azalea stage does so without Louis having approved her first.
Gay bar owner Louis de Pointe du Lac is hiring a new performer. Drag queen Lestat de Lioncourt is looking for a stage.
A prequel to a dream is a wish your heart makes.
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- Part 2 of something loved, something despised
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28 Apr 2026
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The Songs and the Stories, the Lies and the Glories by leupagus for FlowersfortheMoon
Fandoms: A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms (TV)
11 Apr 2026
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"The crown suits you, you know," said Ser Duncan over the cacophony, bringing Baelor back to himself. "Makes you look... you know. Kingly. Which I suppose makes sense, seeing as how 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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16 Mar 2026