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The voices promised him fire; the silence left him hollow.
A brutal strike to the head ended the divine whispers that once defined him. Living with a phantom limb in his consciousness, Aerion Targaryen searches for an impact—one heavy enough to stop the buzzing forever, or hot enough to burn him out completely.
In the wake of the Ashford Tournament, he expected Ser Duncan the Tall to be his ruin. He didn't expect the giant hedge knight to become the only thing capable of silencing the void. Bound by fate and an unspoken longing, Aerion finds in Duncan a fire far more dangerous than the dragon in his blood.
Now, navigating life uncertainly, Aerion must decide what a Targaryen prince becomes when the madness ceases and the human reality begins.
Is he a god losing his divinity, or a madman losing his delusions?
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50 years ago, Tom Riddle’s soul was sealed into a diary, helplessly trapped within its pages. For decades, he sought to escape this prison of his own design.
So when a boy named Harry Potter begins writing to him, Tom seizes the opportunity to achieve his freedom. Harry is shockingly easy to possess, after all. Yet for some reason, Harry can retain consciousness while possessed, and worse, he can take control back. Being possessed by Tom doesn’t even seem to do anything to drain his vitality.
If Tom didn’t know better, he’d say that Harry’s soul was somehow used to sharing a body with Tom’s own. But that was impossible, wasn’t it?
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Sorry about the blood in your mouth. I wish it was mine by Halbmondnacht
Fandoms: Twilight Series - Stephenie Meyer
22 May 2026
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He had managed to control his thirst for centuries, exposed himself to human blood over and over again, reached into open chests, operated on more people than he could remember, their faces blurring together. He had bandaged, glued, and stitched wounds, washing the blood from his hands every day. Never touched it, always maintaining control, had seen himself in a position to teach others to control themselves as well.
So he wondered what had happened, what had led him to stand behind Forks' chief of police, so close, his chest was pressed against his back, whose injured hand gripped so tightly by him—it must hurt, lowering his head, a second away from tearing the man's carotid artery open.
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Carlisle tells the story of a fateful night when his self-control and ethics were severely tested by an overworked police officer.
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like animals by hellslibrary
Fandoms: DCU (Comics), Superman - All Media Types, Batman - All Media Types
11 Aug 2026
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A few of Bruce's things go missing.
It's not theft if Clark intends on returning them.
— or: Clark will take what he can get from Bruce, even if the shame eats him alive.
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10 Sep 2026
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obvious (didn't think I would have to spell it out) by ophiuchus000 (bluebelled)
Fandoms: DCU, DCU (Comics)
08 Sep 2026
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“So this is me, Clark Kent.” Kal had said nervously, his thick rimmed glasses slightly askew in his haste to put them on.
It was not surprising to Bruce that Superman had a civilian identity; it was ingenious and earnest and so very like him to choose a career where he could still help others.
What was surprising was the subsequent gut punch of attraction, so strong it nearly took his breath away.
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AKA Bruce's (barely) contained attraction to Clark Kent spirals into Operation Seduce Superman.Bookmarked by NotATarg
09 Sep 2026
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"I was on top, Mr Wayne. I flipped you onto your stomach, pinned you to the mattress, and fucked you so hard you whimpered and pushed your arse back against me."
Bruce said nothing; one sharp eyebrow went up.
"Sorry," Clark hurried on, holding up his palms. "I just thought that might help you remember me faster."
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08 Sep 2026