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    Exile is a slow kind of dying. Unless you learn to live inside it.

    Aerion Targaryen was never meant for Lys, but that’s what happens when you’re cast from the only home you’ve known as a consequence of your own actions. Exiled with nothing, he has built something anyway: Two children he would burn cities for, a performance of sex/intimacy that pays the bills, and a heart he cannot afford to lose

    Welcome to Lys. The nights are long, the silver flows like water, and nothing stays buried forever.

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    A series of scenes that follow Aerion’s life in Lys as a prostitute in the House of Petals. It features some plot here and there, but it's mostly self-indulgent Mama!Aerion/Viking!Dunk content from my sick mind.

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    18 Jul 2026

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    ch 4

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    "They have Aerion; haven't you heard?"

    Dunk felt himself pale, just a little. "Heard what?"

    His friend leaned in, voice dropping to a whisper. "They say that dragons never left, that they have just learned to take the form of a human. I've heard that the Alphas and Omegas of Targaryens are able to shift into dragons at will."

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    Rumors say dragons never left Westeros, they took shape of humans. They walk the halls of the Red keep, fire burning deep within them, hidden behind pleasantries.

    Just how different will the dynamic between a hedge knight and a prince be if the prince is so much more than that?

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    11 Jul 2026

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    There's a tiny clock on his wrist, bright red numbers. It's supposed to tick, supposed to move, supposed to tell him when he'll meet his soulmate. The time will run to zero when they've met, moving numbers will become stationary—the ticking that signified uncertainty transforming to the silent stability of forever.

    Iwaizumi Hajime's clock hasn't ticked for as long as he can remember.

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    14 May 2026

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    Done

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    07 Mar 2026

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    “Mama,” he says, bringing the cigarette to his lips. “You have been worried about me. I know.”

    The smoke in his throat is so familiar. When he breathes out, it's already jagged. "I wanted to tell you that you don't have to be. Not anymore."

    (Or: after waking early one morning at the cottage, Ilya goes down to the water to talk to his mother.)

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    28 Dec 2025