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When Morgana finds herself dreaming about Azem's life with Emet-Selch, she begins to feel that something is missing in her own.
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There is an Ascian in her room, one of the most dangerous beings she had ever encountered, and she is alone with him. She should, by all means, be terrified, but the fact that he apparently wants to talk about theater makes the whole thing distractingly bizarre.
aka WoL and Emet-Selch have a love for theater in common and it leads to unexpected things.
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- Part 1 of Insatiable
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25 Jul 2022
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Just…*chef’s kiss* content from Kunstpause as per usual.
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So what if you desperately wish for someone to see past the veneer of heroism you coat yourself with to match the pedestal people force you on time and time again? Surely that someone can not be him. Should not be him at any cost. The danger inherent in giving so much of you to the enemy, of entrusting truths to him even your closest confidants don't know, can invite only doom.
Then again, the line of people actually seeing you as clearly as he does is woefully empty.
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- Part 3 of Kinktober 2021
- Part 1 of Soul Surrender
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The police of Kugane are at their wits end trying to catch lord of the crime underworld, Varis zos Galvus. Able to keep his hands clean and slip through the cracks of the law, the police give one final attempt at trying to put the crime boss in jail.
By having you go for his son.
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- Part 1 of The Honey Pot
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Bookmarked by cyberpsycho
25 Jul 2022
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Literally one of my fav fics of all time. I can’t get enough *chef’s kiss*
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"I am bound for Doma on the morrow, and all my treacherous heart longed for was to see you ere I depart."
The words were on her tongue, taunting, teasing, but she could not give them voice – could not allow herself that taste of freedom. To bare her heart and perhaps learn of his own? It was selfish to want such a thing when so much rode on them both... indulgence was not a luxury afforded to figures such as they.