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Jackie wants Nat's warmth, and the thing they brought back with them wants it too.
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12 Mar 2026
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“Your whole war, based on a bedtime story. You usurp my throne without the slightest idea what it means.” Rhaenyra’s words are vicious, but her tone is soft. She’d been so soft-spoken in the sept. Though there was a knife in her hand there had almost been a gentleness to the way she held Alicent’s wrist, dressed in the drab garb of the septas and still so striking. It’s a wonder nobody recognized her from sheer magnetism alone.
“I did what I thought was best for the realm.”
The blade kisses Alicent’s neck. She can feel the pain in a detached, dreamlike way, the shallow slice of a sharpened edge across the vulnerable skin of her throat.
“Liar,” Rhaenyra whispers.
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Alicent is haunted by so many things, her own decisions chief among them. Why not add Rhaenyra’s visit in the sept?
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21 Feb 2026
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After the war, Hermione finds herself in a strung-out death spiral with the person she last expected to gravitate towards: her boyfriend's brother's wife, Fleur Delacour.
Perhaps it's all of the hours spent working in cramped Ministry offices and Hogwarts classrooms, or perhaps it's the flare of life that Fleur incites with a mere, well-argued point.
Hermione just can't seem to tear away from her orbit.
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- Part 1 of Death Spirals
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16 Feb 2026
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She’s mortified to be pressed up against the wall, totally at Victoria’s mercy, and the fast approaching reality that she’s going to become a complete stereotype and have an orgasm in the PTMC On-Call room.
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12 Feb 2026
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It’s a rare slow moment, so Trinity straddles the chair as requested, “I’m all yours, Dr. King.”
Mel’s got these firm, warm hands. They’re rough… she assumes from the combination of hard work and maybe some of those weird soothing hobbies the other woman has. At first, Mel seems tentative, exhaling noisily as she feels around Trinity’s neck, catching the soft hairs. Trinity feels her eyes fluttering closed in relief. Even if Mel is ass at massaging, the gentle affection feels--crunch!
Trinity groans, feeling boneless, “Did you just assassinate me?”
Mel squawks in concern, “I don’t think so?!”
“Relax, Mel-atonin, you’re just doing a great job of putting me to sleep,” Trinity rubs her neck.Mel and Trinity go back and forth taking care of each other. Once on the same page, they can finally work on the "trying to kiss each other" part.
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08 Feb 2026