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    Daeron has always known he can turn to his uncle for anything.

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    hyposmia
    noun
    impairment of the sense of smell

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  3. Public Bookmark 87

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    "You do not look like a girl," Daemon thoughtfully mused as though he were speaking to himself rather than to Daeron. His thumb had brushed lightly over his nephew's jaw, tracing the line of bone beneath the soft skin as his lips curled into a mocking smile, "You have no breasts and no curves. Just a boy—a pretty boy, I will grant you but still a boy nevertheless. If the Lannister cunt had not told me, I never would have guessed."

    Daeron wanted to punch his uncle in his smug face.

    After nearly all the Targaryens perish in the war, Daeron Targaryen is made to be his uncle's young Queen.

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  4. Public Bookmark 36

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    “You really didn’t mind my scent?” Yuuji asks.

    Okkotsu’s silent for a long moment. Then—

    “I got a little wet,” he says sheepishly. “It was very embarrassing. Distracting too, which was pretty dangerous. That was the most complicated use of reverse cursed technique I’d ever attempted, and for a moment there, I was focused on all the wrong things.” Okkotsu chuckles, shaking his head as if judging his own past self. “If you’d died because of something like that, I think Gojou-sensei would have killed me when he got out.”

    Yuuji opens his mouth, and all that comes out is a weak, wavering, “S-senpai?”

    “Oh, I’m sorry, Itadori-kun,” Okkotsu says, looking over at Yuuji. “Am I making you uncomfortable?”

    Uncomfortable isn’t how he’d put it.

    Yuuji smells like a slaughterhouse. In all his life, there’s been exactly one person who liked it. It’s hard to wrap his mind around the possibility of that number doubling.

    “Are you?” he hears himself ask. “Wet. Right now.”

    Before heading out to tackle the Culling Game, Yuuta seeks Yuuji out for some one-to-one bonding.

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    A tame man whose blood had woken needed a keeper, this not only said but known. A tame man without a purpose would diminish and fade and die; like a hound or a hawk bred to hunt, he needed a stronger will than his own to dominate him and make him heel.

    Dunk did not know he had killed the prince until after the horn had blown.

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