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  1. Public Bookmark 10

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    Being together… all together like this, it should be complicated and messy. It wasn’t. It was as natural as the Sun, The Moon and The Earth. Coexisting. Balanced. Threaded.

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    12 Jul 2026

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    Mid-Season-One Zuko is held for ransom by Chief Hakoda. Ozai's replies to the Water Tribe's demands are A+ Parenting. Hakoda is… deeply concerned, for this son that isn't his, and who might be safer among enemies than with his own father.

    Podfic and translations in Dutch, German, Hungarian, Russian, Spanish, and Ukrainian now available! See chapter one author notes for links.

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    19 Jan 2026

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    Alicent Hightower first met the silver-haired witch when she was only five, and the other girl barely four.

    “What’s your name?” The girl asked with an unmistakable lilt, her blue eyes blinking.

    “Alicent,” Alicent said, and then as if remembering. “Alicent Hightower, of Oldtown.”

    “Okay,” the girl nodded. “I’m Rhaenyra. Do you want to come to my birthday party?”

     

    OR: the Rhaenicent Hogwarts AU

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    23 Aug 2025

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    There is a tap on the table top and a quiet, “Scusatemi, signorina,” and she looks up. There is a boy there, no more than twenty, and he is undoubtedly American, though his Italian is so polished that even she would be unsure if not for his hesitant slouch— discomfort, it says I am out of place. His gaze is not demanding. It is not cold, either— but intelligent, distant. Not assessing, but calculating. As if she is made of code, and he is reading her.

    “I speak English,” she tells him, “better than Italian.”

    He slumps with something akin to relief. “Oh- that’s. That’s cool. I’m really sorry to ask-“ and he looks it, wincing and pulling his own fingers, “-but would it be okay if I sit with you? My mamma is in a formaggeria across the piazza and I desperately don’t want to stand in there and smell cheese for an hour so I was gonna grab an espresso but every other table is filled and I don’t want to impose but—?” He looks at her. He is sharp, ardent with a wisdom that puts her teeth on edge. No young man should look like that: as if he has stared straight into the barrel of a gun and laughed at the bullet, swallowed it whole.

    He looks old for his age. He just. He looks.

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    24 Mar 2025

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    19 Jul 2024