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  1. Public Bookmark 7

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    When Louisoix brought him to Sharlayan, Thancred had known instantly that he wasn't supposed to be there.

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    louisoix has certain expectations of those he takes under his wing.

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    09 May 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 10

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    They might have survived the Dragonsong War.

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    07 May 2026

  3. Rec 18

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    Lamitt hadn’t seen the arrow pierce through Ardbert’s side, but she had seen the fall after it had struck flesh, and she had seen the blood, and now—now she sees all of him, lying prone on his cot with a limp smile and the sweat of a man entrenched in a barely-concealed agony. Only a sheet covers his lower half, which is a different kind of agony, one reserved solely for Lamitt. She wonders if he knows; then realizes that no, he doesn’t. He never does.

    [Lamitt deals with her unrequited feelings for Ardbert while healing him of a grievous injury. M for mild gore and sexual themes.]

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    25 Sep 2022

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    may 2026 reread note: holy shit man

  4. Public Bookmark 73

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    Dante finds his nephew asleep on the couch after a rough job. In taking care of Nero, he can't help but think about his lost brother.

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    06 May 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 22

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    I must be dreaming, Vergil thinks to himself, unable to recall how and why he’s standing, fully dressed at what seems to be the middle of the night, by the front door. While thy branches mix with mine, and our roots together join...

    Or, Vergil has a trippy dream and V kinda gets him off: the fic.

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    01 May 2026