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  1. Public Bookmark 5

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    Trapped in the ruins of Menegroth, relations are strained between Maedhros and his last remaining brothers. Amras and Maglor find their way without their lord-brother's love, and Maedhros watches.

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    05 Jun 2026

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    “Remember what, Pityo?”

    Maedhros strains to make out the expression on Maglor’s face. Remember what, indeed?

    “I told you, there was nothing of desire in the affection I offered you then — which, recall, you spurned at the time — and there is not now.” Maglor’s throat rises and falls. He cups Amras’ face. “Come, stand and let me hold you.”

  2. Public Bookmark 15

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    The Enterprise does not go to Vulcan.

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    03 Jun 2026

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    "I don't think he will," Jim said. "Or at least. He says Vulcan marriage involves telepathy--"

    "Marriage!" McCoy stared at him, his throat working for a moment before he managed, "Dammit, Jim." He shook his head. "Well, if anyone can tolerate a lifetime hitched to Spock, it's probably you."

    "Thanks for the vote of confidence," Jim said.

  3. Public Bookmark 1

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    Hookups in the Last Homely House? It's more likely than you think.

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    03 Jun 2026

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    “Now who has the golden tongue!” Dís retorted, looking pleased, as if a young person had just offered her some great treasure and undervalued it by dint of their youth.

    This was the perennial problem with meetings between dwarves and elves—each side invariably saw the other as immature (and uncanny in their immaturity). Bearded infants, beardless little ancients—the juxtaposition never failed to startle. But both Arwen and Dís of the Lonely Mountain were weaned on diplomacy. They accommodated the strangeness of others.

    “A golden tongue sounds unwieldy to my ear, though I am no expert on gold and would welcome correction. Heavy, cold—who would want such a thing in their mouth?”

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    For eleven months of the year, Namo is a serious, mysterious sayer of dooms. But for Pride Month, he takes a break from all that, and only foretells gay dooms.

    Or: Namo celebrates Pride Month in his own way throughout the ages of Arda.

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    02 Jun 2026

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    “ARE YOU FOND OF BEARS, CHILD OF FINARFIN?”

    “I mean,” said Finrod, “I suppose?”

    “YOU SHALL MEET A NEW KIND OF BEAR ON YOUR NEXT HUNTING TRIP.”

    “Alright. Will it be dangerous?”

    “NO, HE SHALL BE BALAN. YOU ARE GOING TO BE VERY FOND OF HIM. YOU ARE GOING TO LET HIM LIVE IN YOUR HOUSE FOR DECADES.”

  5. Public Bookmark 12

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    Seven gifts (of questionable usefulness) that Annatar would have offered to the Realm of Lindon.

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    01 Jun 2026

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    "Very well," said Annatar, briefly flaring in essence to just a shade under 'too bright'. "Then I shall move on to the mole."

    "The mole," repeated Gil-galad.

    Elrond asked, "As in Gondolin's 'Mole, House of the'?"

    "Elrond's father was very nearly killed by the Lord of that House," said Gil-galad. "It's rather insensitive to come here and base a foundational measure of Arda off of that."

  6. Public Bookmark 10

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    Over the years, Findekáno struggles with fantasies he only half-understands - until Nelyafinwë convinces him there's no need for struggle.

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    30 May 2026

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    Oh, that was even worse. “It’s just that I – think about things – that are...” It sounded so childish out of context, but explaining that the context was sexual, to Nelyo’s father, would be worse. “That I have heard referred to in other contexts as evidence of the Marring,” said Findekáno, suddenly too formally. It wasn’t only his father’s opinion. He was old enough to read what he liked in the library, now, including legal and anthropological texts.

    “And you are, I imagine, completely unwilling to share what they are.” Uncle Fëanáro sounded amused again. Mutely, Findekáno shook his head. “Well!” said Uncle Fëanáro, and reached over awkwardly to pass Findekáno’s shoulder, very much to his surprise. “Maybe so. But it’s said, too, that by means of the Marring Melkor created the first ice, which we skate on and use to cool food and build sculptures of – outside of Tirion, granted, there isn’t enough around here – and which creates its own ecosystems in the far north and south, and has provided inspiration for a large number of environmental and biological innovations by Lady Yavanna which now depend upon its presence. And it’s also said that Eru Ilúvatar intended everything Melkor did in the end. Not everything that comes from the Marring is bad.”

  7. Public Bookmark 3

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    Hawkeye goes a bit too far. Frank won't leave him alone.

    Do no harm doesn't apply when it's asked for, right?

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    26 May 2026

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    "But," Frank says, whining, "I thought you said it was an accident."

    It's not going to be an accident when Hawkeye strangles him.

    "What do you want me to say?" He goes towards a table, Frank following behind him. "That I made a mistake? That I did it on purpose?"

  8. Public Bookmark 5

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    After ten thousand years in the Halls of Mandos, Feanor and Fingolfin are reembodied into a Valinor that looks the same, but is now wholly different from the world they left behind—and they too, have been irreversibly changed by death. But the methods used by Mandos to heal them have had the opposite effect, and Fingolfin, the warrior of the Elder Days, grows restless, melancholic, and soon depressed in the land of milk and honey. The solution to his ills? Another unwinnable war with Feanor, and a new, sordid sexual affair culminating in violence.

    An exploration of the complexities (and horrors) of reembodiment, how the reembodied elf relates to his new body and the world around him, how the corrective arts of Mandos may psychologically harm those subjected to them, and the consequences of trapping a hardened soldier in Paradise. Or: the author beefs with LaCE.

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    24 May 2026

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    Ai! What a wicked thing had Mandos done, what an injustice was his rule that his prisoners must cast aside their hatred if they would have their freedom! The price Nolofinwë had paid for his liberty was the chemical castration of his own heart, and this same fee had Fëanaro paid as well, for the better he had thought at first, but now he deemed that a small amount of hatred is good for a body.

  9. Public Bookmark 16

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    The Zemo sleep deprivation fic that I promised FOUR YEARS AGO.

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    24 May 2026

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    "I don't ..." Sam began. He stopped, unsure where he was going with that. "What are we supposed to do? Stick you in a cell and leave you to die of this? Turn you over to SHIELD to be studied?"

    "Yes!" Zemo snapped, flinging his arm out so wildly that he nearly sent the cigarette pack flying. "It would make more sense than this -- all of this -- this --"

    "Behaving like a moral human being? Not being a dick? Yeah, I can see why that wouldn't make sense to you."

  10. Public Bookmark 11

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    A dead man and a former queen bid each other farewell. Neither is sorry to see the other go.

    Or, Fëanor and Indis, in the aftermath.

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    23 May 2026

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    Stopping before him, those jewel-bright eyes rove across his face, the weight of their regard a physical thing, dragging across his visage as though his father's widow were tracing a finger along the slope of his jaw, his cheeks, his temples. A false-mother and her gangrenous caress. Slowly, Indis shakes her head, as though her search revealed not what she hoped to find. When she speaks, her voice brims with a cruel pity. "Your father built you a playground, boy, and you think it the world."

  11. Public Bookmark *

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    After the MVP award in 2014, Shane and Ilya wake up married in Vegas.

    Sort of.

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    19 May 2026

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    “Right. Well, we were drinking together after the awards. Like, we both got pretty trashed. And we, um… we got… married.”

    Silence rings for about five unbearably long seconds.

    “No, you didn’t,” Shane’s mom says in her most sponsor-ready, no-nonsense tone.

  12. Public Bookmark 5

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    “Just like that,” Findekáno murmured as a shuddering exhale fell from his brother’s lips. “It’s better if you draw it out.” He squeezed his knees to stop his hands from wandering between his legs. After a beat of near-silence in which he came dangerously close to thinking about what he was doing, he smiled and said, “It feels good, doesn’t it?”

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    Turukáno, newly come to adulthood, is lacking a vital skill. Findekáno makes sure that he learns.

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    19 May 2026

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    “Is it slick enough?” Findekáno whispered.

    Turukáno’s tongue slipped from his mouth to wet his lips. Sweat shone in the hollow of his throat. He shook his head. “I... I don’t know.”

    A great effort of will was needed for Findekáno to resist pushing his brother’s hand aside to check himself. Putting forth his strength, he managed to find it.

  13. Public Bookmark 6

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    Dear Diary: You know I hate to have two of these going at the same time, but I dropped my old one in blood the other night, and people seem to look at you funny when you carry a blood-soaked book around with you.

    Present-day Lestat reads some of Claudia's diaries.

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    18 May 2026

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    Here I go, joking with myself again. Maybe Lestat was right to think it was pathetic. She talks to the book again, Louis. They’ve got his picture on the wall, did I tell you that? Wherever we go, we can’t escape him. Sometimes I think Louis doesn’t want to. If killing Lestat was me getting my boulder all the way to the top of the hill, Armand is me having to start over again. Like I said: the same struggle, over and over again, until the end of time. I’m not starving in the woods like Daciana, but I think I can understand how this existence could make a woman go mad.

  14. Public Bookmark 14

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    "As the years pass, Gilraen becomes more confident that the idea of death no longer repulses Lord Elrond, that no longer might he find mortality a contagion, sinking into her as he does each night. She breathes easier, loosens her apron-strings, allows Estel a little more freedom, lets him stray farther from her sight, no longer so terrified that he might do something that would lose his father’s favour, might oust them back into the wilds to live and die short, fragmented lives, have him brought home horizontal on horseback with an arrow through his eye."
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    The torrid, scandalous, fifty-year long affair between Lord Elrond of Imladris and Gilraen the Fair as they raise Aragorn II, or Estel, the tearaway little miscreant and heir-in-exile to the Gondorian throne. Or: musings on the surveilled, sexually suspect citizenship that cities of sanctuary offer to those seeking asylum behind their walls.

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    17 May 2026

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    Gilraen doesn’t know how long they will last, the two of them, their bedplay, her welcome. The knowledge lives behind a barrier neither of them can yet cross. And if she does know, if she walks into his chamber one night and puts her mouth on him and drags the truth out of him like a fever, she might not like the answer.

    And so, they gnaw at each other across decades, if only to avoid rotting from nothing touching nothing, from intimacy remaining theoretical. They meet as bodies night after night, as hunger and flesh, stripping away the other’s layers one by one, but the distance never closes. She’s clawing at the shore in the country of the dying and he has been sailing blindly on the sea for all his life, knowing where he needs to go and knowing he does not know the way.

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    Five years ago, Shen Qingqiu left the underwater mountain peaks that comprised his home and gave up his life to live on land with the human, Luo Binghe.

    Five years ago, Liu Qingge left to drag his ass back home.

    When finding Shen Qingqiu leaves Liu Qingge injured and unable to return back to the ocean - he is forced to recuperate with the subject of his hunt and the man who stole his quarry from him.

    (Or: A wounded merman gets wife-plotted by Luo Binghe. Repeatedly. Someone, please save him*)
    ((*Or don't, it's better this way.))

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    07 May 2026

  16. Public Bookmark 1

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    ...she put forth her arts of enchantment, and caused her hair to grow to great length, and of it she wove a dark robe that wrapped her beauty like a shadow, and it was laden with a spell of sleep

     

    Swaddling her baby son in sweet shadows, and shrouding him as she welcomes him in death

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    05 May 2026

  17. Public Bookmark 17

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    Curufinwë Atarinkë is not his father. He is the shadow of the flame on the wall, the soft ember in the ashes—a fragment. A fraction. A facsimile. He is a spark that has yet to catch.

    He is the age his father was when his parents first fell in love.

    Given that, he is unsure why it has not happened to him yet.

    [Curufin, marriage, love, and expectation. Or, alternatively, how Curufin gets away with the greatest con he’s ever pulled: his own wedding.]

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    05 May 2026

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    “A baby?” says Tyelkormo, incredulous, when he shares the skeleton of his master plan. “And what are you going to make it from, exactly? Wrought-iron and wires?”

    Curufinwë, briefly, considers it.

    “I imagine the traditional method would prove far easier,” he replies archly, instead.

  18. Public Bookmark 35

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    The young noble’s eyes flashed. He looked, Bertrand thought, like something from a novel: blunt and haughty and go-to-the-devil. "Vive la France, vive le roi, vive Dieu. And you bloody butchers can all burn in hell."

    No answer, Bertrand was sure, could have pleased him more than this. It was like watching a lamb gambol right under the knife. “All right,” he said evenly. “Somebody needs a lesson in diplomacy.”

    Revolution comes to the Château de Saint-Georges. Great news for an opportunistic ex-peasant with particular tastes. Not so magnifique for the young lord left behind there...

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    01 May 2026

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    “Listen to me, cheri,” he said, seriously, holding Saint-Georges’ gaze like a tutor. “Those kinds of games aren't for you anymore. You're being saved for something greater.” And when Saint-Georges’ eyes stayed blank, uncomprehending, he gave his hard-on an encouraging little shake. “Remember? Madame la Guillotine's cold kiss?”

    He watched the meaning hit Saint-Georges, the dawning of a queasy comprehension in his eyes—in his face. His pulse was thrashing under Bertrand’s fingers like a bird in a net.

  19. Public Bookmark 12

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    In Aman and the Misty Mountains both, Celebrían wakes up.

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    26 Apr 2026

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    Celebrían woke up.

    Annatar was pacing. He imagined his imaginary body now in robes of fine silk, not another slit-skirted and sleeveless tabard, but fashioned as though meeting diplomatic guests on Celebrimbor’s arm. In fact the imaginary earrings were precisely as a pair Celebrimbor himself had made for Annatar, which Celebrían thought was in fairly poor taste, all things considered. Not that Annatar was likely to care.

  20. Public Bookmark 1

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    John shows Kayne his grotesque collection of Arthurs.

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    20 Apr 2026

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    “We-ell,” the thing drawls. “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. But you know…” He touches Arthur’s collarbone, and smiles when Arthur’s chest starts to heave, his breath coming in faster, harder - just one more thing out of his control. “You’re right on the money, there. Is this - hold on - don’t tell me - is this one a fountain?”

    “He’s supposed to be. But he tries to stop himself from urinating. I don’t know why.”

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