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“El—I don’t think you should touch it—” Quentin draws in a breath, and the fragrance fills his senses. Not a false fragrance like perfume, but sweet like syrup on pancakes or—he takes in another breath. Whatever it is diffuses through him, fizzier and lighter than the champagne, fuzzy warmth spreading through his nerves, his cells lit from within. When his hand glances against Eliot’s knee, a jolt hits him, like a zap of static electricity running up his arm, turning to flame inside. He can smell Eliot, the scent of his cologne spicy and masculine, mixing with the sweet, burnt sugar scent of the pollen.
“You—do you feel that?” Eliot’s knuckles brush against his and Quentin whimpers at the touch, the hair on his arm standing on end.
“Yeah—oh.” Quentin gasps. He blinks at the shimmering air. It makes everything look like a misty fairytale, and when he glances at Eliot again, a shockwave rolls through him, the muscles in his abdomen clenching, threads of need rolling up and weaving together inside him, swirling in the pit of his stomach. Eliot is—God, he’s exquisite. Quentin wants to worship him—fuck, he was meant to—to fall at his feet, to offer himself, mouth open, to serve him, give him pleasure.
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16 Aug 2025
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Sex pollen AND forced marriage? Sign me right the fuck up.
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The night before the new school year begins at Brakebills, Eliot meets a cute guy at a bar in the city and accompanies him to a party at a random apartment. He doesn't know it, but his life is about to change forever.
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- Part 2 of enchanted to meet you
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14 Aug 2025
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Our heroes meet at the party from the pilot; short and very sweet.
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King Quentin seems to take their silence for discomfort and frowns guiltily. "Sorry, there's probably more important stuff I should be asking," he mumbles, fidgeting with his sleeve. "Is there, um, a cure for cancer? Who's the president?"
Eliot grimaces, and can practically feel the others doing the same.
"Ask about Zunes again," Penny says.
or: In order to take his rightful place as High King of Fillory, Eliot first has to meet the current king in Whitespire - King Quentin, who's been waiting for the High King to arrive in Fillory since he first ended up there himself.
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11 Aug 2025
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King Quentin is so irresistible that Eliot proposes on the spot. Basically.
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“No, no,” Quentin says hurriedly, “this isn’t— I’m not trying to make you feel bad. This was all what I chose. And I chose it because—” God, he’s really saying this. He is. “You’re so— you’re incredible. You’re just. You’re brilliant, and you’re such a great dad, and you’re raising two really smart and sweet kids all by yourself now, and you’re.” He swallows hard. “Really fucking hot, and after tonight I’m never going to have a chance to tell you all of that, much less do anything about it, so if you mean it that I can ask for anything — fuck me? Please?”
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"I knew back then that the spell worked for you," Quentin goes on, eagerness seeping back into his tone, "but neither of us had any idea— I mean, nobody remembers where it takes them, but it's still— it's nice to know." He's nearly grinning now, trying and failing to keep his excitement contained. "That it took you here, I mean. To me." His gaze flits over Eliot's face with something like awe, eyes wide and bright. "That we're soulmates."
or: Eliot takes an unexpected trip.
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01 Aug 2025
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the one with the time-travel soulmate spell!