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A Knight's Vows by fenrismortem
Fandoms: A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin
05 Oct 2026
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“You are my King,” Ser Duncan said, and he looked near tears, “I cannot. I will not. I am sorry, your Grace, but my vows forbid it.”
“Your vows decree that you shall take no wife, yet you shall obey your King’s commands, do they not?” Baelor knew he had the right of it. “Nowhere in your vows does it say you may not fuck his Grace at his behest after you have done what is in your power to defend his honor.”
His Grace, Baelor Targaryen, becomes nostalgic for the days when his children were young and ventures into a narrow passageway and becomes stuck. Ser Duncan helps free him from his predicament.
Kinktober 2026 Day 02: Embarrassment
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- Part 2 of Kinktober 2026
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08 Oct 2026
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“May I – may I move?” Duncan asked the question through gritted teeth.
Baelor reached for him, grasping at his shoulders to tug the knight down against him. Duncan went, and the delicious press of his warm belly against Baelor’s aching cock made the man throb. He was pinned between his own skin and Duncan’s. He started to grind up into him, instinctively seeking the friction, his blunt nails biting into the skin of the man’s back. His legs drew up against Duncan’s hips, caging him in Baelor’s embrace.
Duncan got his arm around Baelor, wedging it between the rug and his shoulders. His other hand he planted near Baelor’s head, and then he began to fuck him in steady, hard thrusts that made Baelor’s vision blur. The pleasure he felt was scalding, each pass of Duncan’s cock gliding over his prostate. The man fucked him like a stallion would mount a mare, rough not because he didn’t know how to be gentle but simply because he could not, he was too large, his cock too thick.
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Tar-Mairon of the Shire by eye_of_a_cat
Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power (TV 2022)
05 Jan 2023
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Hobbits make everything better, including Dark Lords.
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07 Oct 2026
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Yes, they know he’s not from these parts originally, but he’s been around for so many generations now he’s as much of a local as they are, in truth. Yes, they know he’s immortal, and they find it very handy he can remember exactly whose cousin married who ten generations back, and where the borders of someone’s vegetable gardens were originally drawn. Yes, he does appear to have something of a thing regarding wolves, but the wolves never eat any hobbits. Yes, he isn’t exactly one of them, but really all told they think he’s been very good for them - and he’s friendly enough - and really the Shire is so well-organised, there is barely any trouble at all, there’s nothing so unpleasant as war or turmoil or adventures, no, no.
You should see his birthday parties, they say. He is so very generous with his gifts.
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They’re old, in a world full of younger ones who don’t remember half of this, and sometimes an opponent who was there is - and this is his words, his words, she doesn’t agree, she just says nothing and accepts the drink he hands her - better company than an ally who wasn’t, when you want to talk about the old days.They both say ‘the old days’, now.
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Instruments of Salvation by Scriberated
Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power (TV 2022), The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien
01 Nov 2024
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It is Galadriel that is mortally wounded in the battle of the Southlands, not Halbrand. He weighs her life against the consequences of her death, and, with few options and less time, decides to save her.
All magic comes with a price.
Multiple POVs, alternating irregularly.
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23 Sep 2026
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Chapters: 26 (151k)
Nor would he ever again feel that feeling they had shared in battle. In all of his long years of existence, he had never felt a bond like what existed between them.
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He steadied himself, bringing Halbrand to the forefront of his mind; smith, rough around the edges, silver-tongued, hopeful, smitten.Smitten? He frowned, considering, and sighed. Smitten.
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“My past, Galadriel,” he swallowed, an uneasy dread beginning to swell in his gut. She did not know. Uncertainty broke through his haze of lust and desire, reason screaming to say something before she found out the truth after their souls were bound and it caused her to hate him.The realization broke upon him that the worst outcome he had imagined when considering bonding to her in the first place was not the worst outcome.
Experiencing the light, the love, the all-consuming sense of unity with her, and losing it — that was the worst outcome.
And it would break him.
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Mairon had bent mountains and shaped rivers with his hands and voice.Halbrand could do the same. The fires of Udûn might be extinguished entirely.
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Long, long ago, when the world was new, his power and command over songs of power had been beyond the scope of even his fellow Maiar. Among them, born of light, was an ability to mend what had been broken, and heal wounds of the earth or flesh._
“So, you believe that judgment rendered from anger is more sound than judgment rendered from love?” Elrond raised a brow, waiting for Haldir to consider his words._
If the darkness within you is great, then the light within you must be greater still, otherwise you would not be trying to sacrifice yourself now.”_
“I have more faith in you than you have in yourself; is that not how it has been between us? Did you not bond with me so that I might call you to my light?”“It was a selfish desire; I had little care for the possibility that I might drag you into my darkness.”
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It's just past midnight in December 25th, 2009.
John is in the middle of a staring contest with the abyss when he meets a mysterious stranger who proves to him that life is far from done with John Watson.Bookmarked by Gureeen
21 Sep 2026
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“I thought you were married to your work,” he murmurs as Sherlock moves his oh so clever mouth to John’s neck.
Sherlock draws back, his eyes dark and glittering with amusement and a flattering amount of pure lust. “Yes, well, I’ve talked to the Work, and the Work wants you, too.”
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To sing, not to Sing. by FiammaGalathon
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
04 Apr 2025
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Celebrimbor realises he had never heard Annatar sing. He had heard him Sing, yes, but not just simply...sing.
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- Part 45 of Fiamma's B2MEM25
- Part 4 of How to stop your pet Maia from scratching the world into chaos
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14 Sep 2026