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blood of my blood by shiriashi
Fandoms: A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms, A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin
21 Apr 2026
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When Aerion is born, Baelor understands at once that the child, whose small palms, plump and soft, reach toward him from the cradle, will bring ruin to their house. It flickers in his gaze, in the way he surveys first his face, then briefly shifts to Maekar’s before returning to study his uncle's features, with childish, foolish smile; there is something ominous, foreboding in the way the lilac iris of his eyes is consumed entirely by the black of his pupils.
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04 Jul 2026
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Baelor held his gaze.
“Take what you need from me,” he said. “My scent. My warmth. My body. Whatever peace you can find. I will not make you beg for it again.”
Or: The tale of how a doomed and forbidden love between two alphas led them to surrendering to one another twenty suns later.
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- Part 2 of Zaldrīzo Ānogar
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29 Jun 2026
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“They will choose for me.”
“Then choose first.”
Aerion Targaryen has no intention of being managed, matched, or made into something smaller than himself, no matter what his designation demands.
But instinct is not so easily denied and Valarr, controlled, deliberate, infuriatingly patient, refuses to take what Aerion cannot yet choose to give.
Between expectation and autonomy, desire and restraint, something begins to take shape. Slowly. Relentlessly.
Or: an A/B/O slow burn about control, consent, and the dangerous pull of being known too well.
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- Part 1 of Zaldrīzo Ānogar
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28 Jun 2026
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Baelor swept a hand up Aerion's torso, feeling over the softness of his red gambeson before it parted for the thin, light chain beneath. Baelor frowned and scoffed, reaching down and under the gambeson to lift both it and the chainmail enough to see that the boy wore nothing between his pale skin and the mail. "Still don't know how to dress yourself? After all these years? You must be rubbed raw beneath it if you've been walking about in it all day."
"I don't mind it much, uncle… it reminds me of something," Aerion practically purred, leaning forth to reach a hand up, brushing over the coarseness of Baelor's beard; that did bring a curl of amusement to the older man's lips, though he doubted it was the entire truth of it.
* now featuring valarr/aerion dlc in chapter 2 and additional art in chapter 3!*
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26 Jun 2026
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The weird sicario, the darkness, Pacho’s face under candlelight, his body, their bodies…
All memories rush back into Miguel’s brain, regardless of his best efforts to suppress and erase them. It’s humiliating, debilitating, like an addict having a relapse after swearing to get clean.
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- Part 2 of The Perfect Storm
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10 Jun 2026