Rini2012

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    A series of one shots about Drake and Josh and how they navigate being in a relationship while also being step-brothers.

    Do not print to sell. Selling fanfiction of copyrighted IPs is punishable by fines or prison time.

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  2. Summary

    Following the lives of Steve Harrington and Eddie Munson after defeating Vecna during Spring Break of 1986.

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    A series of Destiel drabbles. Some are connected, some are not.

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  5. Summary

    A series following Aziraphale and Crowley through time from ancient Athens to Elizabethan England.

    If you have any ideas of what events Crowley or Aziraphale had a hand in, leave a suggestion and I'll consider it for a future installment.

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    “But not all honey is gold, do you know that?”
    (Dunk was a hedge knight from Flea Bottom. He did not know that. He’d listen to Lyonel talk about anything, though.)

    Two dancers continue to spin, long after the music had stopped in the Baratheon tent.

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    26 Feb 2026

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    “Well, what you said was –  a hundred gold. To the man who sticks you best.”

    That peaked Ser Lyonel’s interest at last. He had a wild look about him, gazing up at Dunk through a cascade of salt-and-pepper curls, skin blushed from drink and glistening with sweat.

    “Man. Beast. God. A giant, perhaps.” 

    "Yes, but –" Dunk tried to swallow down the nerves in his throat, “What’d I have to do for that? To stick you best.”

    Lyonel’s lips split into a grin that bared his teeth, a flash of white in the dark.

    “You think you can take the likes of me, lad?” 

    Dunk is completely oblivious to Lyonel coming onto him, until he isn’t.

    Or: many metaphors fit both fighting and fucking in somewhat equal measure.

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    “Well?” Ser Lyonel chuckles.

    “Well ser?” Dunk parrots, confused. The lord barks another laugh.

    “Go on then, after her,” he smirks with a shooing motion. Dunk blushes a hearty red.

    “Oh- uh no, no milord I should not,” he stutters out.

    “Why ever the hell not?”

    Duncan has no response beside more blushing and stuttering. Which it seems is response enough.

    Ser Lyonel leans forward again, catching Dunk’s gaze from where he’d lowered it— a wild and delighted smile slowly dawning across his face. Dunk feels his blush reach his ears. I’ve been kissed before, he means to protest, but it sounds childish even in his mind.

    AKA Maiden Dunk gets his world rocked.

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    season one of AKOTSK, now with 500% more Dunk/Lyonel situationship!

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    26 Feb 2026

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    "I want to be alone, Jack," Robby said, short and sharp and pissy.

    Fucking great. Apparently in the 45 minutes since Jack had last seen him, Robby had gone from devastation to anger. This would be fun.

    "It's nice to want things," he drawled, deliberately light. "I wanted to walk out of Iraq on my own two feet, but hey. No plan survives contact with the enemy and all that."

    Robby turned then, looking at him over the top of the couch, face drawn, eyes dark in the low lights. "Yeah? You my enemy?"

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