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    canon-compliant inarizaki series mostly centred on rice boyfriends osamu/kita, but also featuring some atsumu/suna and aran/asahi.

    series title and all fic titles are from "water the flowers, pray for a garden" by valley :)

    💧🙏🌾🍚🌻

    (fics are placed in recommended reading order.)

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    mihawk challenges rayleigh to a duel and ends up adopted by him. :')

    series title from "dear theodosia" from hamilton the musical. pride is not the word he's looking for! 😭💖

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    Yaku Morisuke IS your friendly neighbourhood Spiderman.

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    fics featuring mishanks with their daughter uta. the fics are loosely related, and ordered chronologically.

    series title references uta's (ado's) song "where the wind blows"

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    As it says on the tin! Someone just give him a big ol' hug.

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    Rhaenyra was alone. Her best friend married her father, her uncle was at the Stepstones doing what Daemon Targaryen does best, wreck havoc, and her mother was dead. She had no one but her dear friend Syrax. She was not yet Rhaenyra the Cruel, as history would remember her. She was just a scared girl, fighting for her place in the world. What if the gods took pity on her? Not the Seven who are one, nor the old gods, but the Valyrian ones. They have seen what the future holds and are most displeased with the outcome. Rhaenyra was their champion. The Queen of Dragons. Enraged, they decided to act against the other deities involved.

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    After their deaths, both Baelor and Maekar are sent back in time, into an age where dragons still roamed the skies, and meet a young Rhaenyra Targaryen on the brink of collapsing. How far will they go to ensure prosperity for their house?

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    15 May 2026

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    “Fuck this fucking place.”

    Maekar just barely regained his balance. The ground was wet and muddy, and he almost fell on his arse twice because of it. He was dead, and this were the seven hell’s. Maekar Targaryen, first of his name, King of the Andals, the Rhoynar and the first men. Protector of the realm or whatever, brought down by a simple storm. Some King he was.

    He was soaking wet from head to toe. The rain fell so heavily that he could not see far. “I must be in the Stormlands. Only that useless fucking piece of land has weather this shit.”

    *

    He kept going into the woods. There was nothing for him in King’s Landing. Aegon was still fooling around with Ser Duncan somewhere. Daella and Rhae were married off. Aemon was back in Oldtown. Daeron was dead. Aerion was also dead. Still, he had to go back, because that was what Baelor would have done.

    *

    [maekar on seeking out if there were real dragons in the dragonpit and then finding one there]

    He was the biggest fool in the kingdom. He could have found any other way to prove to himself that he was in the past, and he chose the one that could kill him.

    *

    im OBSESSED w maekar's journey specifically 😂😂 man lands in the stormlands, falls and anguishes in a muddy rainy ditch for a hot second, walks through the rain and the woods overnight, is sharp and observant enough to recognize a tree where it should not be and when he notes the differences in landscape, immediately asks who the king is (SO smart), decides to seek out *dragons* as proof and only wonders if he's an idiot for this when he puts himself within charring and eating distance of one of said beasts, then goes out in an alley and sits on a box to dissociate and then decides to just. sleep there. 😂😂 what a legend.

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    Baelor stared at the woman before him. Saera Targaryen.

    “What is with the faces? Surprised to see your Mother?” She smiled like a predator, sauntering over to his desk, picking up a random piece of parchment.

    “You know, being pregnant is no easy affair.” Lazily, she waved her hand. “You feel like absolute shit for nine months and then go through the worst pain imaginable. So, it is a rather memorable experience. I should know, I have been pregnant before.”

    Lilac eyes zero in on them. “Taking all of this into account, I am quite shocked that I seem to have forgotten being pregnant with you two.”

    *

    “I'm in love with you,” Maekar froze at the words, chest constricting. He must have misheard, there was no way Baelor ha-

    “Maekar, I love you,” He repeated.

    “What?” Maekar had to be dreaming.

    “I don’t know since when exactly,” Baelor continued as if he hadn’t heard him. “But when I saw you at the feast I-“

    He broke off, running his hands through his hair. Maekar’s heart was racing. Baelor loves him.

    “I realized then that I love you more than I should, more than the Faith allowed. I have loved you, Maekar, since the day Mother showed you to me, but this is different. It eats away at me, burns me from the inside out.”

    A knee pressed itself between his legs, Baelor’s body lowering to hover over Maekar. Their faces were close again, Maekar could feel Baelor’s hot breath over his face.

    “So, if you do not want this, brother, stop me. If you do not love me the way I love you, tell me. Because I fear that if you do not stop me now, and I taste your lips again, I will be kissing you for the rest of my life.”

    “I love you too. I always have,” Maekar whispered into the room. He kissed Baelor again, gentler this time.

    “Always?” his brother said against his lips, pulling back slightly.

    “Yes,” Maekar opened his eyes again. “Always. There was not one moment in my life in which you did not hold my heart in your hands.”

    Baelor chuckled, eyes so full of love that Maekar wanted to melt against the heat of it.

    “Then be mine,” the elder said, bowing his head down to press searing, open-mouthed kisses against Maekar’s neck.

    Teeth dragged over his pulse point, sending a shiver through his body.

    “I will,” he moaned, hands digging into the other’s shoulders. “Of course I will.”

    “Good.”

    *

    also the one where symbolism is important and syrax is always stitched somewhere on baelor's and maekar's clothes, as well as their brother's dragon :'))) and their own!!!! mvp seamstress in this fic fr fr

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    "I wasn’t going to let you flirt with those lowborns.”
    “Who?”
    “The men, at the fire.”
    “Some of those men have highborn fathers, beloved cousin.”
    “You debate that, but not your flirting.”
    “Of course not,” Daeron said. “I was flirting, after all.”

    On a trip to the North, Valarr has a night without his father's company and catches his beloved cousin sitting around a fire with the rabble.

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    13 Jun 2026

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    the one that starts with valarr palming daeron underneath a cloak theyre sharing for warmth, in front of other knights at a campfire in the north.

    also the one where valarr's in the middle of talking dirty and suddenly pivots to "but i'd marry you" bc he's a sweetie and a cutie at eod lol :')))💘

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    “Recoveries are long and troublesome. Months. You won’t be able to play pickleball with Aegon for a long time.”

    “I already can’t play pickleball with him, or squash with Aerion, or tennis with Matarys. This is the problem. These are the problems.” Maekar gestured angrily at his own chest. “They go everywhere.

    Baelor knew this. Baelor appreciated them going everywhere—immensely.

    Or: The one where Maekar has anime jiggle physics.

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    13 Jun 2026

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    "This is the problem. These are the problems.” Maekar gestured angrily at his own chest. “They go everywhere.”

    Baelor knew that. Baelor appreciated them going everywhere—immensely.

    Maekar began to count on his fingers. “I can’t wear tank tops. I can’t sleep on my back. I can barely walk down a fucking staircase without alerting the entire building. People look!”

    Baelor immediately snapped to attention, reeling his eyes upward to Maekar’s face. “Who—”

    “Nevermind that. I’m not dealing with your psychosis on top of everything else tonight."

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    At age seven Baelor watched helplessly as his oldest brother was stolen from him.
    At age seventeen Baelor won a crown for his father with Maekar at his side.
    At age thirty two Baelor is a king in need of a consort.

    Or: Daeron II's children are born in the opposite order. Aegon IV lives an extra ten years and made that Maekar's problem, specifically, by mating his teenaged grandson against his will. After the Great Spring Sickness Baelor must remarry and father more children. His brother is the only person he can imagine doing that with.

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    08 Jun 2026

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    the one where omega maekar is also the eldest brother and aegon4 happened to him

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    After Baelor’s cock stops working the way it’s intended to, Maekar decides it is his job to help him fix it. They have been raising their pups together for nearly a decade and despite what Baelor may wish, Maekar has never shown any inclination that he returns Baelor’s feelings.

    So he is surely only helping him for the good of the pack.

    Right?

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    07 Apr 2026

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    “Maekar.”

    “I’m just asking.” He raises his hands. “Isn’t it alphas who always talk about needing to /knot the real thing/ during their rut because everything else won’t get rid of the itch? It was like that when I was young and I’ve had more discussions about this with Daeron and Aerion than I’ve ever wanted to.”

    Baelor has had the same talk with Valarr when he had complained early on in their courtship that Kiera was holding out on him. He has also had to talk Matarys out of giving it up to whatever alpha he fancied that month. Possibly, he had used the same arguments when he was young. Allegedly.

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    His heart hammers so hard in his chest he thinks it might burst out any second now. He thought he would die, should Maekar ever find out. But he still stands here and he realises that death will not come for him and it is he himself who will have to deal with the consequences of his own actions.

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    SUCH a funny fic 😂😂 baelor is SO desperate and he's trying SO hard to be SO normal it's so great 😂😂😂 will have u laughing for sure! :')