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    Satin felt the Lord Commander’s eyes following him as he worked. It was not an unfamiliar feeling, a man’s eyes on him. But it always felt different when Jon watched him. His eyes did not leer or ogle him with greedy heat. They simply watched. There was something inscrutable to those grey eyes – an intensity that was not hunger, a warmth that was not heat, an aloofness that was not cold. In the eyes of men Satin could read much; he knew in them lust, desire, anger, repulsion. But he could not read Jon Snow. It infuriated him. It intrigued him. It made him deeply, viscerally, uncomfortable.

    (A continuation of ASOIAF, told from Satin’s POV. Starting mid-ADWD and moving beyond. A JonSatin centric tale of love, duty, and devotion. Welcome to a very, very slow burn as they dance around each other, push and pull, offer and resist, and become far more to one another than they ever expected)

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    09 Mar 2026

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    King’s Landing was too hot. Hot, and loud, and reeking of rancid sea air and the rankness of too many bodies bustling in too tight a space. Jon hated it and he had hated it since the moment he saw the towers of the Red Keep and the city’s high walls from horseback in the procession that brought him to the capital. Jon tugged on the collar of his doublet, pulling it away from his neck to let what little breeze there was blow onto the sweaty skin there. Jon was not made for the South, he decided. He was a Snow, made for cold and ice. Not for thick sea air and the hot southern sun.

    (Jon's lord father may be Hand of the King and his half-sister engaged to the prince but in King's Landing Jon Snow is nothing more than a bastard. Lonely and bored, Jon takes to walking the markets on the Street of Steel. Satin had come to King's Landing for a fresh start but finds himself living much the same as he had in Oldtown - wasting his days and working away his nights as a lowly whore in a brothel on the Street of Silk. By rights, they should never meet. By chance, they do. A story of friendship and love, desire and denial, push and pull, will and won't as two boys who were never supposed to fall in love do just that.)

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    05 Mar 2026

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    It's been three days since Ser Duncan got his white cloak. Three days since he'd been named Prince Aerion’s sworn protector.

    Dunk despises him.

    But Aerion’s eyes are so terribly pretty.

    (In which hatred is easy, and everything else that follows is not).

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    20 Feb 2026

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    Aerion decides that having a new, very big, very strong personal guard suits him better than going through the ordeal of a trial. Baelor and Maekar decide that having someone to control Aerion isn't such a bad idea. And Dunk, stuck in the middle, learns that there is more to guarding a temperamental prince than just following him around.

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    17 Feb 2026

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    Caleb is struck with a thought– an image really– arriving fully-formed and without warning. The pink of his own thumbs, pressed firmly into lavender skin. Pointed towards a navel, towards each other, his hands would form an arch like that of a temple.

    Essek would look so lovely in Caleb’s lap, held close and admired properly.

    Three hundred and forty-four seconds.

    Caleb has to get out of this hug right now. Essek is trying to say "goodbye, be safe, I will see you soon." Essek’s body is not trying to tell him anything.

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    The fact that Essek is staying with him in Rexxentrum is common knowledge amongst the Nein. The fact that Essek is in his bed every night— well, that is the secret part.

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    05 Feb 2026