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oh, my love, don't forsake me (take what the water gave me) by rogueimperator
Fandoms: Critical Role: Aramán (Web Series)
20 Feb 2026
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In a road-side cave just off the Dvalmar Pass, Aranessa slips, falls, breaks her ankle, and inhales a concerning amount of spores from the mushrooms that carpet the cavern floor. There is only one way to cure its effects, much to Thaisha's dismay and Julien's surprise.
Or, Aranessa gets sex-pollened.
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18 Mar 2026
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Julien had been there, that terrible night she had come home to an empty bedchamber and a letter on her pillow. He’d stayed by her side as she wept, drawn a blanket over her when she was too wrung out to produce any more tears, stood watch while she slept and escorted her to breakfast the next morning as quiet and reliable as a second shadow.
He stayed.
And now here he is, her faithful knight, offering her just what she needs once again. So what if she’s had to wear another woman’s face to get it from him? She didn’t disguise her body; every inch of flesh his eyes and hands have so lasciviously dragged over is hers, and no one else will ever want her this openly.
Besides, he is her vassal. He is sworn to serve her.Bookmarked by IntoRapture
18 Mar 2026
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i get the feeling we might still be lovers by therestisdetail
Fandoms: Critical Role: Aramán (Web Series)
27 Feb 2026
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(In which Aranessa still loves and has yet to forgive her estranged husband, Thjazi wants to leave something that will outlast him, and Julien has the familiar feeling of being in over his head.)
“You are not invited here,” he snarls out. “The lady will see you if she wishes.”
“Good boy,” Thjazi says approvingly, from the ground and on his back. The bastard. Julien’s knife presses down in immediate, wordless response and draws a streak of blood across the smug idiot's throat, but it does not sink all the way home. They both know it won’t. They’ve been here before. In that sense, though it aches ice cold for Julien to admit it even to himself, Thjazi has already won.
“Julien?” Her voice rings out, and the balcony is suddenly lit with a dozen or more lights, tiny floating things pulsing with the movement of life and moving ahead along the path of her intent. She doesn’t always notice when she does that, but fortunately they are not so bright as to wake the entire household. Aranessa emerges from her bedchamber in a nightgown, hair loose and steps out to the balcony. “What is-”
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18 Mar 2026
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Zelda discovers that her hated personal guard has a secret stash of trashy romance novels. She reads all of them. And then things get awkward.
Are they enemies with benefits, or best friends to lovers? These two are so out of touch that it's hard to tell.
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10 Mar 2026
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When the warriors came to take her, Gran Gran whispered stolen secrets that she only dared share in the deepest of night where the sunlight could not reach them: a name, and a weakness, and the answers held betwixt.
And so she waited, like all the other women brought here before her, for the brutal and capricious God of Sun, and for the gift He would give to her people, and for what it would cost.
And so, she knew what she must do.
If Katara were another woman, she might have wept for them, or for her grandmother, or maybe for herself.
But, tonight, as she knelt low before the flames and began her terrible devotion, her eyes were dry and hard as bleached whale bone; the ice dagger in her palm and the power within her to wield it would have to be consolation enough.
Or, Katara plots to kill the god of Sun.
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27 Feb 2026