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    “How do you do that every day?”

    Suguru raises a brow. “Do what?”

    “Smoke. You’re always smoking,” Satoru says like it’s obvious. Like it’s weird.

    Suguru laughs. “You’re making it sound like I’m an addict.”

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    Stoner Suguru converts a nonsmoking Satoru.

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    26 Apr 2026

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    Tormund Giantsbane lets everyone know from the beginning just how pretty he thinks Jon Snow is, including Jon.

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    10 Apr 2026

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    “There are so few of us left,” Tormund says. “Mixing the blood is good, healthy, something your southern folk would do well to learn. Your blood-”

    “I swore an oath,” Jon cuts in, meaning it to be authoritative, though he knows his voice betrays him, wobbling. People expected so much of him, and yet isn’t that how he’s always been? Wobbling? “I will take no wife, bear no children-”

    “Ya don’t need the first to make a babe,” Tormund chuckles. “And as for the second, they’d be yours in blood only."

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    05 Apr 2026

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    “The free folk don’t care who you fuck,” Tormund says simply. “The free folk don’t care how you fuck. And they like me. You think they’d like you less for this?”

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    04 Apr 2026

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    Fuck.

    Jon's been saying that in his head for the last hour. Might've muttered it once or twice under his breath, too, though it's hard to tell since the inside of his skull feels like a yard of wet wool (heavy, tangled, and about as useful as tits on a breastplate).

    Any man who stands in a smoke-stinking hut north of the Wall, arguing with his own shadow about asking another man for a favor like this, has already ridden past mad. The rest is just details.

    Jon has a favor to ask. It's nothing. For Tormund. The problem is that Jon's not entirely sure it is nothing for Jon.

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    29 Mar 2026