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  1. Public Bookmark 10

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    24 Apr 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 69

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    Homelander has won and the era of his regime has begun.

    With The Boys imprisoned or scattered to the wind, Hughie finds himself alone in the lion's den. Forced into a role he never wanted, he must navigate a minefield of ego, politics and power, and learn to play the game of survival.

    A post Season 4 AU fic. Sequel to Let's Plan Our Fate Together.

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    20 Apr 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 45

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    When George finally gets a chance to fight for a championship, he soon realizes there is more to winning than being the quickest one. While he strives for perfection, the pressure keeps mounting on and off track and the lines start to blur between loyalty and ambition, restraint and appetite; who George is supposed to be and who he can become. Now, he is forced to confront how far he’s willing to go — and what it means to be both the hunter and the prey.

    Or: the story where George wants to prove he’s got what it takes to win, and everybody else wants to prove they own him.

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    18 Apr 2026

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    13 Apr 2026

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    “Y’know how it is,” he jerks his head to the side, and Oscar realises that he hasn’t looked him in the eyes once during this entire conversation. Avoiding. “Doesn’t exactly look good for me.”

    “What doesn’t?” Oscar’s brows pull together, the back of his neck heating up. Swallowing, he goes to take a small step forward, to bridge the miles of distance between them, but he stops himself at the last second. Instead, runs his thumb nail over the pad of his pointer finger. Lets it carve into the pink skin.

    Raising his hand, Lando flings it to the side, as if swatting away a particularly insistent fly.

    “That you’re so, like. Beta.”

    🏎

    Or: The entirely too self-indulgent WAG Omega Osc-fic of my dreams.

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    17 Mar 2026