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    Peter was alone, mid-way through an existential crisis after the Erasure™ and was dreading the upcoming month of May.

    Jason was sick of people telling him how he felt. ‘You don’t need us anymore,’ Artemis had told him, as if saying it would make it true. As if Jason needed someone to justify keeping them around. But three weeks back in Gotham and all Jason felt was fucking bored and lonely.

    It was a relief, then, when some random New Yorker was thrown into his living room through a portal straight out of some LSD daydream.

    Finally, something interesting to deal with.

    Cue some wild family misunderstandings, criminal conspiracies and cults.

    Because there’s always a goddamn cult.

    (Portuguese translation available; Spanish translation available)

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    14 Mar 2026

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    A collection of standalone fics exploring the inescapable pull between Derek and Stiles.

    They have a connection that feels fated, yet they keep finding each other in the wrong place, at the wrong time, in every universe, one or both of them belonging to someone else. But across years, across lives, across relationships that should have been enough… they always choose each other.

    Infidelity, angst, and love that hurts so good.

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    11 Mar 2026

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    "The crown suits you, you know," said Ser Duncan over the cacophony, and brought Baelor back to himself. "Makes you look... you know. Kingly. Which I suppose makes sense, given that you're the king now." A look of anguish crossed his face. "Oh, hells, I shouldn't be calling you 'you,' should I? It's 'Your Grace.' Please don't take—"

    Baelor resisted the urge to rest his hand against the lad's back, as one might soothe a skittish horse. "No offense was taken, ser."

    "Thank you," Ser Duncan said, then immediately amended, "Thank Your Grace...ness. Seven fucks, I'm getting another drink." And he whirled away into the throng before Baelor could say a word.


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    16 Feb 2026

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    15 Feb 2026

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    The Fates aren’t called the weavers for nothing. They create the tapestry of the universe and anchor every being in it, be it god or mortal, human or animal. But sometimes, even for them, it’s hard controlling certain things. Some yarns are stubborn beyond compare, trying to change their path, ripping through the fabric, or even daring to intertwine with others in a way that is not always predictable (or intended).

    But never, ever before, since the creation of all that is, had there been two beings interwoven like this… forging a connection that transcended time and space, defying every logic and rule there ever was in their strive to be together. Calling each other, even across the centuries standing between them.

    This is their story. Of loss and heartbreak, of war and death, but above all… about a love so great, not even time could keep them apart. It is about finding a person, a place, to call home. About how to defend it against every foe and hardship.

    And between Telemachus’ wit and Percy’s power, there is few that could even dream of standing in their way…

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    11 Feb 2026