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I have swallowed my pride (To say goodbye) by IzzyMRDB for Lady__Loki
Fandoms: Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan, Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types, RIORDAN Rick - Works, Ancient Greek Religion & Lore, Ancient Egyptian Religion, Ancient Egyptian RPF
02 Jun 2025
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"The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep." ~Robert Frost
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Rhea thought the fight was over when she handed Luke that blade. The war she fought for others was over. She was wrong.
Now a thousand miles and a thousand years from home, all alone with just the ghost of a curse to accompany her in her travels, she will only fight for the wars she chooses.AKA
Sent to the start of the Trojan War, Rhea Jackson does not wish to be involved in another war of the gods
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18 Jan 2026
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The body of a Prince was not like anyone’s. His hand only ever held others in a firm handshake, and rarely without gloves. Sometimes he would raise the delicate hands of noble ladies to his lips for a brief kiss, but it was all out of propriety. He rarely touched others, but what was even rarer was others touching him. The only ones who dared were his knights, and even they only smacked his shoulder or patted his back in friendly roughhousing. Gripping each other’s arms before battle was the most heartfelt touch they exchanged. Lingering soft touches were not done. Any lingering touch on his person could be interpreted as political movements. After all, Arthur’s body wasn’t his own. It never had been. He was Camelot’s first and foremost. Even above his own needs and wants.
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08 Jan 2026
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"A proposal implies it may be rejected." Diluc ground out, the fire of desire roaring in his veins as he held Kaeya upright against the wall. "And I'm not about to give you a choice with that silver tongue of yours. I'm going to marry you, Kaeya Alberich. You're going to be my husband. I'm going to love and cherish you every day. We will be blissfully happy together. And if anyone tries to stand in my way, even you, they will know what it is to be extremely disfavored by House Ragnvindr."
Diluc is used to getting exactly what he wants, all the time. Good thing Kaeya likes being bossed around.
OR: Donut's Rewrite of LucKae's love story, from pre-Crepus death through canon, with an appropriate amount of insane HCs, side characters, smut, and fluff. ENJOY!
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08 Jan 2026
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Arthur has always had distant dreams of leaving Camelot. They were never more than a wistful fantasy, at least once he grew up.
Finding out about Merlin’s magic changes everything though, and not only because Arthur would do more to keep Merlin safe than he cares to admit. What follows are secrets upon secrets, allowing the dreams to slip back in as all his father’s lies unravel around him. Slowly but surely, Camelot feels less like a home and more like a gilded cage, and Arthur isn’t so certain anymore whether he’s the right person to carry this legacy. If he even wants to.
One final secret, one opportunity, and suddenly the dreams aren’t mere dreams anymore. Merlin wouldn’t be Merlin if he didn’t follow wherever Arthur goes, and as they try to outrun Uther’s manhunt for them, they have to learn to live a life that’s about more than duty, other’s expectations, and a destiny that has never once cared for them.
Or: Arthur long since expected that one day, he might have to flee Camelot with Merlin. He just never thought that he would be the reason.
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- Part 1 of We Can Always Run 'verse
- Part 20 of Merlin Stories
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08 Jan 2026
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“What does dying feel like?”
Mydei stills. He could tell him of different sensations of death. He could tell him what it feels like when life ebbs out of your veins, and you can only watch it happen. He could tell him how the swift stab of a blade snuffs life out like a wayward candle. He could tell him that the River of Souls is a cold climb, with sweet voices whispering from beyond the shore, beckoning him to join them, relish in their touches yet again, after all the time that has passed.
Mydei gathers Phainon in his arms, burying his head in the Deliverer’s neck. Phainon is limp enough that it might be concerning, so Mydei just holds him tighter.
“You will find no comfort there.”
“No,” Phainon agrees, “such things are long beyond me.”
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"May the Son of Gorgo be crowned in flowers."Bookmarked by Peachios
09 Dec 2025