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Maekar stared down at the beast within the cradle, and thought it would be better if it simply stopped breathing.
He wouldn’t hurt the babe, he couldn’t do that. He wasn’t so heartless to take a cushion off the settee and press it against the sleeping baby’s face, even if it would be better for it. He hadn’t even thought of it. Or, at least, he hadn’t even thought of it more than once.
Perhaps twice.
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Maekar nurses Baelor’s child and has a lot of jealous, upset thoughts.
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“You’re going to be my bride,” Valarr lifted his eyes from where he’d finally let his head hang. The heat was back in them, and Daeron felt his mouth run dry. “You are going to be mine. I don’t wish to share, Prince Daeron.”
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The children of Maekar Targaryen had never known a world beyond the walls of Summerhall. It is not until the King, Daeron the Good, falls ill that change begins in their lives. With worry that another rebellion could rise from the seclusion of his youngest sons family, an arrangement is are made to bring unification to the Targaryen's once more.
Valarr Targaryen, oldest son and alpha of Baelor Targaryen, will wed the omega, Daeron Targaryen, the oldest son of Maekar.
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(INDEFINITE HIATUS.)
Monday and Friday.
Those were the nights set upon in their agreement. Those were the nights discussed with Jean to allow Kaeya to be free from his assignments. Those were the nights the Winery staff was to steer clear of the second floor.
For one year, neither of them had missed a single Monday or Friday.
As the first Friday Kaeya would ever miss came and went, Diluc had a stunning understanding of how utterly lonely he could be.
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His plan for the evening had been to come home, have dinner with Kaveh and relax on the lounge with the book he’d been leaving for this very night.
He had not been planning to come home and see Tighnari peaking his head out of the kitchen with a gentle wave, insisting dinner would be done soon.
He had not been planning to see Cyno laying on his belly, a card playing mat strewn out before him with his cards laid in varying piles — barely shooting him a glance.Series
- Part 4 of Al-Haitham's Theory.
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“What’s wrong?” Al-Haitham scowled.
“Your experiment is completed.”
“It’s not —” he rubbed the bridge of his nose. “Yes. It’s done. I got all the data I needed and I’ve come a conclusion.”
“You gathered that data with Tighnari and Kaveh,” Cyno looked back over his shoulder at him. “Why was I not included?
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- Part 3 of Al-Haitham's Theory.
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Al-Haitham is figuring out if he enjoys giving oral, as he was once uninterested in sex. He makes it more complicated than it should be, and worries all his lovers.
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Mainly unrelated "shorter" fics, taken from my threadfic twitter. Explanations of plot, if needed, will be located within the summary of each fic.
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