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    In the shadowed archway overlooking jasmine-choked gardens, Daeron leaned against warm stone and closed his eyes.

    The dream-kiss lingered on his mouth.


    "daeron dreaming about kissing dunk then waking up and having a wait a damn minute moment" - @gothemond

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    20 Feb 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 10

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    it was a quiet night, drunken lonely prince daeron and his hedge knight who need to take care of him.

    sorry if a cuntboy makes someone uncomfy, i just love boy's pussy a little too much.
    also, this is porn without plot. HAHA

    this is my first fanfic in ao3 and english is not my fist language. i hope you enjoy.

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    17 Feb 2026

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    “Look.” he continued, hands raised in surrender. “You’re pissed. I get it. As you know, the rest of my day wasn’t that fucking great either.”

    He nodded towards the corner of the ceiling, where one of several small CCTV cameras sat. “But if you’re going to incinerate me, could you at least do it in a blind spot? I don’t exactly want my charred corpse caught in 4k.”

    Flambae glanced around at the cameras, puffing out a warm, steady breath. He met Robert’s gaze again, hot embers burning beneath his glare. Flambae’s other fist curled, trembling slightly.

    Robert licked his lips and braced, fully expecting to have to come up with a brand new excuse tomorrow for why his nose was busted this time around.

    Instead, his eyes narrowed when Flambae’s glare — for the smallest, most imperceptibly short moment — flitted down, tracking the motion. Flambae’s gaze snapped back up, looking caught.

    Robert blinked, eyes widening. His mouth fell open, the corner of his mouth ticking up just a fraction. “Oh.”

    Or, Robert and Flambae run into eachother after hours, post the “comms incident”. They argue a bit, then finish what they started.

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    24 Jan 2026

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    The thing about plastic chairs is that they weren't a great substitute for an actual bed; the other thing is, Robert can't exactly afford to be picky and even if he 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 the internal debate is still ongoing as to whether or not he deserves a mattress at this current point in his life.

    So, the plastic chair stays and is staying for the foreseeable future. Besides, it's charming - in a depressing, minimalism-that-is-totally-not-a-reflection-of-his-inner-sense-of-worth way.

     
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    The fic where Robert has chronic pain and Flambae has warm hands. The two of them will figure out what to do about that eventually, right?

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    21 Jan 2026

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    Twitter/X of the DCU reacts to the events of Superman (2025)

    jen is on vacation @tennisgirllll
    i’d join superman’s harem

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    21 Jul 2025