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Handle me with care by Anonymous
Fandoms: The Trials of Apollo - Rick Riordan, Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan
19 Apr 2026
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Contrary to very popular belief Apollo did not fall for Markos first. Well yes, he fell, but he didn't fall in love first.
The important names who write important stories will say it was a short affair. The god of light and all things amazing stumbles across the elusive (but equally as amazing) god of rivers and promises, falls in love, they sleep, bathe, raise cute little godlings and have amazing sex together. Story over, exit to your right and please watch your step. The longer version however starts a little something like this: Apollo falls head first into a river and Markos falls head first for Apollo.It's a very complicated story really.
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19 Apr 2026
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He sees a red glint in the darkness and Astarion leaps up, nearly stumbling over his injured ankle.
He almost falls back into the hearth, his fingers catching himself on the mantle, his foot hitting something metal. He reaches down, fingers scrambling to grab the fire poker, holding it out in front of himself even as his hands shake.
“Master—” Astarion gasps, and what does he hope to do against him? He should have never picked up a weapon, never should have run in the first place—Cazador will make make him regret it, will break him in a way Astarion hadn’t even thought was possible—
The figure shifts and Astarion can’t breathe as it walks further into the room, now lit by the warmth of the fire.
It is not his master that Astarion sees.
(Or, Astarion escapes from his master. He finds a devil in the process.)
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- Part 25 of “I feel safe with you.” (Astarion Fics)
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19 Apr 2026
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Karlach smiles at him as the sun begins to set, her eyes softening around the corners, a nervous look flickering over her features. And Astarion is already expecting what comes next, but it still feels like shards of ice blooming behind his ribs.
“Do you think I can sleep in your tent tonight? Now that I can’t hurt you or set the damn thing on fire.” She asks with a breathy chuckle, an uncharacteristic anxiety making her shift on her feet, her bottom lip caught under her teeth. He has no disillusions on what her words could mean. She’s not likely looking to do much sleeping when she is free to touch him now.
(Or, Karlach can freely touch the people she loves now. Astarion makes a few wrong assumptions.)
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- Part 8 of Flower’s Whumptober 2023 Collection
- Part 20 of “I feel safe with you.” (Astarion Fics)
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18 Apr 2026
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Nick couldn't fault Finnick for the raised brows, nor the brief wave of shock that rode across his face. Somehow, the annoying little wound looked worse than it had back at the apartment.
"What happened to you?"
Nick shrugged. "Eh, it's just a random thing I got during the case."
"That kinda thing doesn't just happen." Finnick crossed his arms. "So, what happened?"
Or, another take on one of the biggest overlooked aftermaths in Zootopia 2, told in four parts.
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17 Apr 2026
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Wyll had never been good at wanting things. It always came with a tremendous amount of guilt that almost made the things he wanted no longer worth it. But even with the guilt, his heart had never ceased its dreadful longing, and that had only grown the longer Wyll spent away from Astarion. Now that he was here, sitting in front of Wyll and smiling as though no time had passed at all, Wyll’s heart wanted nothing more than to rip itself from his chest and take permanent residence in Astarion’s hands.
Instead, Wyll hid the nervous clearing of his throat behind the sound of the tap water, and hung the rag over the side of the basin to dry. He turned back to Astarion, resuming his professionalism.
"What can I get you, my friend?” he asked.
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It's been a year since they defeated the Netherbrain, and Wyll has made a life for himself out in the wilds of the Sword Coast. When Winter comes, and Wyll sequesters within a tavern inn, he's joined by an old friend who hasn't left his mind - or his heart - even after all this time.
Update: I added two new chapters to this thing. Enjoy!
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11 Apr 2026