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    Prince Maekar Targaryen was twelve years old when he presented as an omega, and twelve years old when the court decided his body was worth more than his will.
    A royal omega meant alliance. Children. Useful dragonblood.
    So King Daeron gave him to a widowed Lannister lord with no heirs.
    Baelor, his prince, tried to save him. He bargained with gold, promises, blood, and pieces of the king he had not yet become.
    It was not enough.
    On the eve of his wedding, Maekar died.
    Or so everyone believed.
    Years later, a wandering knight rides toward Ashford with a boy too tall for his wits and a sharp-tongued, silver-haired bastard named Aisel Rivers, who smokes bitter herbs, bites harder than he smiles, and knows too much about princes, poisons, and how to become his own self.
    So, a dead prince, a false dragon, a drunken prophet, and a knight with more heart than caution walk into Ashford.
    And that is almost the beginning of a joke.

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    13 Jul 2026

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    “Do you think me so cruel that I would make you get rid of the child?” A genuine look of hurt flashes across his face, his blue eyes studying him intently.

    Perhaps he was wrong.

    “No, Robert.” He feels a surge of hope. Perhaps he will show Jon the mercy he denied his siblings, now that he has calmed down. “I thought it best not to tempt fate.” He grabs him by the forearm. “I can still take him to the North. Nobody has to know the truth. He won’t either. He will be no threat to you or your rule. I will make sure of that.”

    Robert chuckles. “It was already too late for that the moment you crossed the city gates. Before nightfall, every beggar and whore will know the truth, or some twisted version of it.” He glances towards the cradle. “Jon. I don’t like this name. My son should have a proper Baratheon name, but since you took it upon yourself to name him as such, I have no choice but to accept that.”

    Ned freezes. “Your son?”

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    Robert assumes Jon is their baby.

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    01 Jul 2026

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    A look into those six weeks of debauchery across every conceivable corner of the Red Keep, through the eyes of one Ser Donnel of Duskendale.

    aka the Kingsguard POV absolutely no one asked for but I wrote anyway.

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    26 Jun 2026

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    Generations of hatred cannot be erased by wishes. The healing and reconciliation of their Clans will take sustained effort. Senju Hashirama and Uchiha Madara are bound and determined that their Clans will be at Peace.

    Even if they have to drag certain people kicking and screaming into the new age of peaceful cooperation.

    Senju Hashirama embraces the traditional enemy of his Clan like a brother. (Uchiha Izuna regrets surviving the last battle if it means being assaulted by overly affectionate Senju every day.)

    Uchiha Madara schemes and plots to bring his foe to his side. (Senju Tobirama is oblivious to anything not written down.)

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    22 Jun 2026

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    Sukuna uses Megumi to store his weapons. Moving them in and out of the shadows—of Megumi—is intensely, incredibly pleasurable.

    or: armory fic! 10k of smut, 600 words of plot

    “Shh,” Sukuna soothed. His gaze was hot. “And just open up for me, little sorcerer.”

    His fingers touched Megumi’s chest, all five points searing, then his palm, too, before Sukuna’s hand dipped into him. It disappeared the way Megumi reached into his shadows, and Megumi had a split second of pure confusion before he felt it inside. Oh god.

    “Wait—” Megumi gasped. “Sukuna, you’re—”

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    10 Jun 2026