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The heart is a risky fuel to burn by zorrosuchil
Fandoms: Critical Role: Aramán (Web Series)
10 Sep 2026
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Azune shakes his head. He’s struggling with the words, to get it out right. “If I’m trying to get Einfasen to let me into his good graces—what if eventually I have to choose between passing a test and endangering you all? What if he likes me and I have to want that? What if I live the lie too well? What if I do want it?”
Hal places his hand on Azune’s to quell the shaking. He hadn’t even realized he was, but he is. “Azune. Breathe.”
The word hums through his body like a deep bell tolling.
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Azune is being pulled in opposite directions. Hal wants to help.
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13 Sep 2026
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Azune feels something he’s never felt before. He feels… superfluous? But needed. Hal has tended to him, and he wants for nothing. Hal is tending to his other pursuits, but has a hand on Azune, even though Azune didn’t explicitly ask for it.
He feels /wanted/.
Is he going to cry on Hal again? Oh, no. That would be so embarrassing.
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birds of a feather by yellow_crayon
Fandoms: A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
12 Sep 2026
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"You are going into rut, your Grace."
"I came to you for a headache," He reminded the Grand Maester helpfully. Perhaps the man was getting old and forgetful.
"Yes, and I am telling you that you are going into rut, your Grace." The Grand Maester's pale watery eyes peered out at him from a nest of wrinkled skin, spotted and leathery with age. His gaze was cold and alert, and much too clinical.
"That is ridiculous, I am well over forty years of age, I've not had a rut in years. My lady wife is dead."
"Perhaps your body wishes to father more children."
"I can assure you that my mind does not," Baelor said firmly.
(Where Aerion and Dunk leaves their firstborn with Maekar, and it causes Baelor problems.)
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- Part 2 of a bountiful harvest
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12 Sep 2026
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"Why have the Gods cursed me to want you so," Maekar lamented, "you say you fell when I was seventeen, Baelor? I never even got up to begin with."
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"I'm a shit father," Maekar muttered sullenly.
"Yes, you are," Baelor agreed, wrinkling his nose with a laugh.
"You think this and yet you do not intervene?"
"I cannot," Baelor smiled fondly, "because I love you the way you are. And I suppose is my fault for unleashing you upon your poor unsuspecting children."
"You love all of me?" His brother demanded, sharp dragon teeth breathtakingly on display.
"Yes, all of you, all of your horrible jagged edges, your impatience, and your temper," Baelor groaned between their ruined mouths, eagerly swallowing the salty sweetness of their mingling blood, "they are my pain to bear. Mine, my Maekar, only mine. In this life and the next."
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guess love is a response (of the body it haunts) by wesnenski
Fandoms: Critical Role: Aramán (Web Series)
25 Aug 2026
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The worst thing is, Azune looks younger like this than he has for a long time. In the years since Thjazi first brought him home to Hal, it has become all too easy to view him as first the Lieutenant, the Arcane Marshall, the loyal and obedient and pragmatic soldier. But the way he’s staring up at Hal, he looks just like the wide-eyed child he was all those years ago. Maybe still is, on the inside. If anything, his breakdown should have triggered Hal’s paternal instincts, made him want to wrap Azune up like he would Shadia or Hero or Alogar and promise him that everything will be okay in the end.
Instead, he feels utterly possessed by the urge to drag him onto the chaise and fuck him until there’s no room left in his head for anxiety or fear. Hal thinks he should probably feel guiltier about that.
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12 Sep 2026
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Merlin and Arthur switch places. Only one of them is good at it.
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Rocket Science by emilieee
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary (2026), Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir
06 May 2026
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“Understand,” Rocky says slowly. “Grace sad because Grace miss Earth and Grace students.”
That much was true, but…
“Not exactly,” Grace mumbles. “She—Stratt—was the one in charge of the project. So she’s also the one who made the executive decision to send me into space.”
This time Rocky’s silence is longer.
Or: Rocky learns about two things: who Eva Stratt was, and Christmas.
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07 Sep 2026
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They were Anthony-and-Benedict, Brothers Bridgerton, spoken in the same breath by family, tutor, and acquaintance alike. It seemed natural to rely on each other, to explore together, to seek out comfort in the familiar hand of the other. And then it was that dreadful spring, the joy of being reunited in the country all follied by the sting of a bee.
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A study of Anthony and Benedict's relationship now and then.
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06 Sep 2026
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5 Times Phoebe Meddled in Uncle Roy's Love Life... by darkesky for venus_demilo
Fandoms: Ted Lasso (TV)
24 Sep 2023
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...and the one time Uncle Roy got his shit together on his own.
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“I don’t fucking know what to say to him,” Uncle Roy says.
“How about…” Aunt Keeley hums. “You love him, and you support him?”
There is a pause.
And the pause is long enough for a plot to start hatching in Phoebe’s mind. Because she knows Uncle Roy is happy when he is with Aunt Keeley. And she knows Uncle Roy is happy when he is with Uncle Jamie.
“Fuck no,” Uncle Roy says.
Fuck yes, Phoebe thinks. She is going to get Uncle Roy a boyfriend and a girlfriend.
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06 Sep 2026
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'cause shade never made anybody less gay by darkesky
Fandoms: Bridgerton (TV), Bridgerton Series - Julia Quinn
23 Jun 2024
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“I must be growing on you, Basset,” Anthony said. “I’ve never heard you ask anyone a personal question.”
“I do not care much for those dolts either,” Simon said.
It stole a laugh out of Anthony, and Simon could only think he wanted to do it, again and again, to see that somber expression on the man’s face shift. There was a man buried beneath the one Simon had come to know, a man who could joke around and smile and act like the weight of the world was not on his shoulders.
Simon had not even realized he had noticed all these things about Anthony Bridgerton.
But it became a habit, staying up late to talk to Anthony, and Simon did not particularly care what that might mean.
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Everyone keeps asking what the likelihood is that Violet had eight kids and NONE are fruity; I raise you what if they ALL are fruity
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Sealed with a Kiss by HoloPumpkin for MichelleSaturm
Fandoms: The Iliad - Homer, The Odyssey - Homer, Ancient Greek Religion & Lore, EPIC - Jorge Rivera-Herrans (Albums)
05 Sep 2026
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Diomedes, the brave and loyal knight of King Odysseus, has a secret that he's managed to keep hidden since he was a little boy. However, one day, when his act of heresy comes out into the open, only the king himself has the right to decide about his inferior's fate.
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05 Sep 2026
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guts (spilled) (in a bad way) by darkesky
Fandoms: Bridgerton (TV), Bridgerton Series - Julia Quinn
02 May 2024
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[13:30, 21/03/24, “the in-laws”]
Penn <3: Bad news…
Penn <3: It’s coming.
Kate: Shit.
m: i feel like im missing something
Penn <3: Sorry! It’s the Bridgerton Plague.
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Or: all the Bridgertons get sick at the same time, every time
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05 Sep 2026
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benedict: and with that id like to announce the bridgerton sick pattern of the plague
benedict: losing, embarrassingly, is colin
colin: i got woken up to be put on blast
colin: great
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rain came pouring down when i was drowning (that's when i could finally breathe) by darkesky
Fandoms: Bridgerton (TV), Bridgerton Series - Julia Quinn
19 Jun 2023
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“Happy late birthday, Ben,” Henry says as he eases down on the picnic blanket, leaning over to kiss Benedict on the cheek.
He leans closer, brushing their shoulders together, before looking back at the night sky. Henry keeps finding these hidden spots for them, places where the greenery overtakes the city and they can pretend to be out in the countryside. The first time Benedict confessed that—that he would rather live out in the wilderness than in the middle of skyscrapers—Henry laughed and told him it was very ‘brooding artist’ of him.
After that, he told Benedict he intended to make out with him in every garden in Chicago.
Benedict, obviously, has been helping with that dream.
“You should have seen the circus yesterday,” he says, moving to drape a leg over Henry’s.
Henry laughs and shoves him off. “I do not need a front row seat to the Bridgerton show, thank you very much. One Bridgerton is enough for me.”
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Vignettes of Benedict as an eighteen-year-old
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05 Sep 2026
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“Guys,” he starts.
Eloise climbs onto his lap—and she is definitely too old to do it, but he doesn’t say anything, more stunned at it—and leans against his chest. “Benedict, we’re going to start the movie soon.”
“What if I have something to say?” Benedict asks.
Daphne looks at him. “If it’s that you love us, you don’t have to say it. We know that.”
“I wasn’t—”
“But you should remember that we love you, and that nothing has changed. You’re still the Bridgerton with the worst taste in movies, and you’re still our brother,” Daphne finishes as if she didn’t hear his protest.
Benedict blinks, and he’s shocked by the tears starting to spring to his eyes. He reaches up, swiping at them before they can fall. “God, all I do lately is cry.”
“We’ll have to start calling you Baby B,” Colin says sagely.
Daphne shoves him. “It’s okay to cry, Benedict. Something that shouldn’t have happened to you did, and you are allowed to feel however you’d like about that.”
“Baby B /is/ a pretty sick nickname,” he says, but his voice is coming out strange, distorted with the potential tears coming.
Francesca pats his leg and turns the volume up. “It’s okay, Benedict.”
“It /will/ be okay,” Daphne corrects.
Benedict glances around his siblings. In a soft voice, he tells them he loves them.
“We know,” Colin says. “Daff just said you don’t have to say it.”
“What if I wanted to say it?” Benedict asks.
Anthony knocks their shoulders together, and Hyacinth laughs and blows raspberries up at him. “You can say it all you want, Benedict, but you have to realize that the girls are going to say it back constantly.”
“I love you!” Gregory says instead.
Benedict nods. “See, Gregory is in touch with his sensitive side. Maybe you should try being able to say—”
“I love you,” Anthony says, startling him.
Colin, on his other side, leans to knock their heads together, gently. “I love you, too.”
And Benedict cries through the first half of his favorite movie.
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Daphne reaches up and grabs him by his collar and drags him backwards from the cake. He lets out a surprised yelp as he slams back into the wooden back of the chair. “Jesus Christ, Daff, when did you get so strong?”
“Colin Bridgerton,” Violet says, looking like she’s torn between amusement and real frustration, “we do not take the Lord’s name in vain.”
“We do if he decides to make my sister freakishly strong,” Colin says under his breath.
Daphne grins and flexes.
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stop, you're losing me (i can't find a pulse) by darkesky
Fandoms: Bridgerton (TV), Bridgerton Series - Julia Quinn
30 May 2023
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When he sits back down at the head of the table, he kisses Gregory on the cheek. “Do you want to make a wish too?”
Gregory gurgles, entranced by the flames of the eighteen candles, tears still drying on his reddened cheeks. Gregory rarely cries—a trait that does not run in the family, something the older four make a point to remind Eloise and Francesca—but when he does, he seems to pick the worst moments.
Anthony wraps one hand around Gregory’s tiny fists as a safety precaution, and he reaches across the table, tugging the cake closer to them. He mimes it once before he starts blowing out the candles. Gregory copies him with a joyous coo.
And, mid-laugh after Gregory manages to take out precisely one of the candles, Anthony realizes he does need to make a wish, and he has nothing he wants to wish for. So, he wishes for more of the same.
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Vignettes of Anthony as an eighteen-year-old
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03 Sep 2026
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battle royale: bridgerton edition by darkesky
Fandoms: Bridgerton (TV), Bridgerton Series - Julia Quinn
26 May 2023
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Violet Bridgerton: As you might have heard, my birthday is tomorrow.
Sophie Bridgerton: Happy early birthday! 🎉🎂🎉
Violet Bridgerton: And I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but all of my children seem to be fighting, and all of them refuse to tell me why.
Sophie Bridgerton: Benedict hasn’t told ME anything 🙁but this definitely seems like something Penn might know more about!!! 🕵️
Kate Sharma: ^
Simon Bridgerton: ^
Penelope Bridgerton: Sorry to disappoint :( but Colin hasn’t told me anything
Kate Sharma: We’re on it, Violet!
Sophie Bridgerton: This will be solved before your birthday!!!
Violet Bridgerton: Oh, I hope so!
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Or: the texting fic about untangling an 8-way sibling argument
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03 Sep 2026
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The wedding to Miss Edwina Sharma has just been called off and, most importantly, Kate has left. Viscount Anthony Bridgerton has nothing to do to drive away his heartache but think and drink.
Miss Penelope Featherington hopes the man of her dreams is finally willing to get to know her better, but at the same time she may be losing her best friend to some foolish games. Meanwhile, she also has a business to run.
Their paths seem to keep crossing, sometimes completely accidentally, sometimes wholly and entirely planned. They slowly discover that they have much more in common than they both initially believed and that perhaps, there might not be anyone in the ton who could understand the other better.
A deep friendship ensues that comes to mean the world to Penelope, especially when she loses everything else.
Slow burn. Canon divergence after around s2e6.
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02 Sep 2026
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Eloise gripped her wrist and shook it softly.
‘Pen, when he spoke of you… I have never known him to speak in such a manner about anyone. There was a reverence in his voice, a tenderness I have never witnessed before.’ She bit her lip and wavered slightly, as if she wondered whether she should continue. At last, she did, yet she could not contain the emotion in her voice. ‘I am certain you would make him so happy.’
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Unwilling to bear the lack of his warm presence for a second longer, she reached for his hands and pulled him in closer until she was embracing him. For a moment, Anthony stiffened at the sudden touch, but soon his arms came up to wrap around her too.
‘I told you once that I fell for Colin so slowly that I scarcely noticed,’ she said, lifting her head so she could take in all of this magnificent man that could take his pick from any of the ladies in the ton and had somehow decided to love her. ‘It was not so with you. You felled me like a tree - chipping away at my roots until I was falling before I had even realised.’
‘Did you land softly?’ he asked.
Penelope shook her head, a soft laugh escaping her. ‘I think,’ she said, her voice breaking, ‘that I am still falling.’
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Beast of Burden by Fireflies02
Fandoms: A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin
30 Aug 2026
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Maekar lets out a groan that is quite dramatic. He looks as if he's about to stalk out, but he wavers, and presses back into his personal space. "Will everyone know that it was I who gave you the knife?" His hand reaches for it where the sheath rests on his waist, and his fingers tug at his belt.
Baelor moves as he's pulled, with Maekar suddenly pressed up against him. "I will tell them if I am asked."
This is not the answer he was looking for. He frowns and considers something. "May I scent you?"
That is a bit intimate for courting. But not for brothers. And it tugs on his heart, the fact that he is turning to him for comfort. "You may."
Maekar presents as an alpha and decides to ask for his brother's hand in marriage. Too bad no one bothered to tell Baelor about this plan.
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- Part 2 of omega baelor
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31 Aug 2026
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They loved each other once. Now they are brought face to face with the boys they used to be and with everything they thought they had lost. Perhaps twenty years was never long enough to stop loving someone.
Or Maekar and Baelor woke to the younger version of each other.
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31 Aug 2026
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cried a lot, but especially during baelor's chapter (compliment)
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Turning to Maekar, he said, Come, brother, I need a partner.
Not do you want to, because Maekar didn’t allow himself things, but I need, because Maekar allowed Rhaegel things; a privilege Rhaegel did not intend to flaunt but was clear for everyone to see.
Clear to their Crown Prince Baelor, that was for certain.
A feast. A dance. Maekar and Baelor, through the eyes of Rhaegel.
Hammeranvil Week, Day 2: SIBLING
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- Part 2 of SweetSalt's Hammeranvil Week 2026
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24 Aug 2026
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Maekar groaned theatrically. Eight and ten, a terror at every tourney he entered, he had fashioned himself a stern man, severe as his short-cut hair, bitter as raw lemon. Unripened. Starved of the sweetened sun. Rhaegel fully intended on repotting him to the great dancing circle, where a thousand thousand feet had beaten the wood smooth and gleaming.
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Maekar was to be wedded, and soon after, heading to war. Even one so removed from politics as he knew that the Black Dragon was gathering forces. Another biting thing about knowing—it hastened time. The song was already over before it had begun.
But Baelor would have Maekar by his side, always. Things were less proper out there in cavalry camps. If they were fortunate, they might finish a battle embracing each other, and call it wariness, call it relief. A bloody wound would be their alibi for a gentle touch. And after, when time came to recollect, bards would braid the oldest to the youngest, cutting through the two other sons in between.
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statistically impossible by starkswinterfelling
Fandoms: Bridgerton (TV), Bridgerton Series - Julia Quinn
19 Jun 2022
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“Alright.” Anthony held up his phone. “Does that read as me fucking coming out to you?”
Simon squinted.
“No,” he conceded, but scrolled a little further down. “But that does.”
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or: Anthony accidentally brings Simon as his date for a long weekend at home with the family, and in the ensuing confusion, struggles with how to come out to his family as straight, whilst simultaneously keeping up pretences that Simon Basset, his best friend, is actually his boyfriend.
For Day One of LGBridgerTon Week: Kate and Anthony day.
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23 Aug 2026
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willingly, wholeheartedly by iffervescent
Fandoms: Bridgerton Series - Julia Quinn, Bridgerton (TV)
13 Jan 2021
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“Lady Bridgerton,” the Queen says. “I am displeased.”
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24 Aug 2026
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He looks at the man kneeling before him, the man who his own mind has never quite reconciled between husband and friend, and understands that it is because he has never truly wished to draw such distinction between the two. Simon is…Simon is both, and so much more, and Anthony wishes suddenly that there might be even /more/ between them. Simon is the most handsome man of his entire acquaintance, honest and forthright and generous and true, and even having been forced into this marriage his care and regard for Anthony has triumphed over his anger, to manifest in this moment, his leather-clad hands cradling Anthony’s and the kitten within them both.
And Anthony loves him for it. Quite utterly. Quite completely.
And quite forlornly.
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“Do you consider me family?” Simon asks, and Anthony cannot believe how he could have ever thought otherwise. His head jerks up in his indignation.
“What? Simon – of course. For most of my life. And, and now, in marriage…I know you do not consider me in the light of a husband, but you are still the one I treasure most dearly, and we are bound together. You will always be my husband, my family, my…” he stops himself before he can utter any sentiments that would be displeasing to the other man, Simon’s gaze boring into him once again. “My family adore you, and consider you as such also. Has their behaviour or mine ever given you cause to doubt it?!”
“I would not know,” Simon says quietly. “I do not know what family looks like, or how it behaves. I only know that I want you so entirely that even the thought that you love your own kin more than me is unbearable. Is that…is that not monstrous of me, Anthony?” His voice cracks on the final word and he moves as though to lurch away but Anthony flings himself forward and grabs ahold, wrapping his arms around his husband as though he means to never let him go.
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“Simon, Simon,” he says urgently, feeling the pull of their bodies like an irrevocable tide. “Simon, to be precise, as I have recently been informed that there is great benefit to stating things out loud and most clearly – I, Anthony Basset, took you as husband willingly and with great joy, and should seek to build a life with you full of vast quantities of ale and kittens both, and also to go to bed with you exactly as I have been dreaming of since our wedding night,” Simon’s gaze has sharpened to a knife-edge viciousness, the look he gives to opponents in the ring. It thrills every drop of Anthony’s blood and he already knows himself to be stirring. “And also: I love you greatly.”
“Anthony,” Simon says, his hands stripping away Anthony’s clothes as he speaks. “I, Simon Basset, took you as husband whole-heartedly and devotedly, and will agree to moderate consumption of ale, no more than three kittens at once, and to ravish you as often as I possibly can for the remainder of our lives.” His hands are firm and possessive on Anthony’s body, the forcefulness of his touch making up for all the weeks of absence. “And also: I love you greatly.”
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In the bed beside him by iffervescent
Fandoms: Bridgerton (TV), Bridgerton Series - Julia Quinn
31 Dec 2020
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“I am in possession of something that you are not.” Anthony declares, raising his glass in a toast. “Brothers.”
Yes I am well aware of that, you little wretch, Simon thinks fondly to himself. Seeing as you never stop talking about them.
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23 Aug 2026