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"Your first declarations could do with a little more finesse," Jack said. "C'mon, do over."
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21 Jun 2026
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He'd been outside, on the phone with Jack, when he'd first heard the wail of an approaching rig. Their discussion of whether to try the fancy new pizzeria around the corner from Jack's place, the one that made a big deal about the unusual toppings it offered, or to stick with the more basic but tried-and-true option when watching the game tonight, had had to wait. "Gotta go," Robby had said, distracted by trying to estimate how far out the ambulance was, "see you later, I love you."
Now, Robby stood there in the trauma bay and the full horror of what he'd done slowly dawned on him.
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"How is it that you've only lived here for five years, but you've got two cabinets full of tupperware?" Jack yelled from the kitchen.
"Tupperware's useful," Robby called back as he taped up the very last box of paperbacks and picked up a marker to scrawl LIVING ROOM: Books across the top.
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21 Jun 2026
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A Wolf at the Door by calliphaea
Fandoms: Game of Thrones (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
13 Jun 2026
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Benjen stares down at the boy, and Ned feels both a weight lifted off him, and a great pain in his chest.
Promise me, Ned.
The promise belongs to Benjen now.
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19 Jan 2026
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thinks back on Dragonstone, to that moment in his room when he had looked at her so intently.
Then I will promise that as long as I live, as long as I am able to wield a sword, no one will touch you.
She had wanted so badly to believe it in that moment, when he said those words to her. There had been a painful blossom of hope in her chest, as she looked up into those Stark grey eyes, that there were still good and honorable men in this world. That all the stories were not lies.
“I’ll do it,” she says, her eyes on her mother.
“You will?” Robb asks, clearly relieved.
“Sansa,” mother stands, “you need not-”
“I will, though,” Sansa cuts in. She finally looks around at the rest of the bannermen. “It is a good plan. It will keep us safe.” She looks back at her mother and adds, “Jon has only ever been kind to me. He… he has sworn that he will keep me safe, and I believe that he means it. I believe that he wants me safe.” She cannot help that her eyes finally land on Robb as she says, “there are not many who could say the same.”
She holds his gaze too long, and the relief slips off his face, the color draining from it.
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“You ever done this before?” Butcher asks but Homelander doesn’t look up, mesmerised by how the slit gapes at him slightly when expelling more pre and wondering if his did the same. Realising then that this is the very first cock he’s ever seen this close.
Homelander shakes his head minutely, “No, of course not.” Before leaning in close and encouraging the tip to rub between his lips.
Homelander always had a keen sense of smell but no scent had ever stuck with him so thoroughly as Butchers. How it changes over time, how he slowly becomes obsessed.
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02 Jun 2026
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How Butcher truly relished the filthiness of it all; willingly and readily succumbing to depravity all because of him. For him.
That lofty fragrance substituted for its cheaper counterpart. Dollar store deodorant stick barely there beneath layers of sweat and grime, sticking along the creases of all those ridiculous Hawaiian shirts. Touching really.
Homelander took his twisting stomach to be something of an appreciation for Butcher in those fleeting moments the two came face-to-face because oh, if it really was all his fault, why not bask in it?