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    "I can’t talk to you during the day, but it seems I’m able to while you sleep.” Mipha explains, “We’re connected, now that I’ve given you my power.” He doesn’t respond, too shocked to formulate words, so she continues, “I tried to stimulate your memories by thinking about my own, did it work? I was aiming for the first time we met.”
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    “Mipha has been triggering some memories in my dreams, and I was hoping you could too? We didn’t know each other as long, I don’t think, but I’m sure we have some.” He looks up at Revali hopefully, but all emotions have vanished from his features.
    “You… don’t remember me at all?” Revali asks, searching Link’s eyes, and he sounds almost desperate.
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    “Did it trigger a memory?” Teba asks, and Link nods numbly. “If I may ask,” He sounds hesitant, which doesn’t bode well, “In the memory, what color was the bead the champion placed in your hair when he braided it?” Link isn’t sure why that would matter, but he gives the information anyway. “Purple… you say.” Teba’s face is one of someone whose world has been turned on its axis.
    “It would seem the stories the Rito passed down over the ages of our champion leave out an… important detail.” He manages finally.

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    28 Jun 2026

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    I AM OBSESSED, THIS IS SO INCREDIBLE

  2. Rec 84

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    “C’mere, dummy-“

    His body sags against the side of Lillium’s, tucked between his side and his arm.

    Lillium was going to have to pay him to return his shoulder, because it was Iris’ pillow now, fully equipped with the rhythms of Lillium’s heartbeat and the gentle rise and fall of his chest.

    It would have been a feat to have forgotten the nightmare that had gotten him here, but it had faded into the back of his consciousness. It was replaced instead by a reassurance—living breathing proof that he was cared for and that his powers weren’t an omen. That Iris wasn’t predestined to tragedy.

    Wrapping his arm around Lillium’s torso, Iris falls into a dreamless sleep.

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    Or where our trauma ridden boys have nightmares, but are there to help each other through the worst of it.

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    27 Apr 2026

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    Iris gingerly takes his arm with both hands and bends down. Glancing up at Lillium through his lashes, he reminds, "Tell me if you get lightheaded or want to stop." Lillium sees fangs glisten and before he knows it they've sunk into the meat of his forearm. He watches with mild curiosity as Iris drinks, then tips his head back to stare at the ceiling when the lightheadedness starts to creep in.

    He's content to lay there until suddenly he feels something distinctly hot and wet sliding over the area of the bite, and he jolts. "Did you just lick me?!" he exclaims, lurching upright.

    "Yes?" Iris looks confused, as if Lillium should totally expect to be casually licked. "I thought you'd done this before. Why are you surprised?"

    "No one's ever licked me," Lillium tells him, incredulous.

    "Really? They must have been drinking too fast." Iris frowns. "Vampire saliva helps slow blood clotting. You wouldn't need it if you drank really quickly, but if I did that it's more likely you would pass out," he explains. "Does it bother you?"

    "I mean... it's fine, I guess. Just surprised me, that's all," Lillium replies, hesitantly leaning back against the armrest again.

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    "Scar?" Grian repeated, more shifting, like he was sitting up. Tired but gentle confusion in his voice. "Are you okay?"

    Scar should've hung up. It was bad enough he'd actually called. He should've lied, should've said it was a misdial and pretended to be okay. He should've done a hundred things and he did the one thing he shouldn't, because despite everything that happened between them, Scar felt safest with the one who hurt him. He said, a trembling whisper, "No."

     

    or: fake dating your ex, what’s the worst that could happen?

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    25 Mar 2026

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    I CANT THIS IS SO GOOD. If I could give more than 1 Kudos I 1000% would. One of my favorite Scarian fics out there.

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    “I’m sorry, Grian,” Scar repeated. “Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?”

    For a moment, Scar thought he saw Grian’s gaze dip again, but with distance between them, and the glare from a lamp on the other man’s glasses, he couldn’t be entirely sure. It made his heart squeeze all the same.

    Grian straightened, huffing, “No.”

    Scar hesitated. “Are you sure?”

    “Positive,” Grian said. He leaned into the couch cushions, his countenance changing with the wave of a hand. His face relaxed, his legs crossed in front of him, and a wide smile split his lips. “You’ll pay for what you’ve done in due time.”

    - or -

    After an April Fool's Day prank goes wrong, and his fake flirting attempts go south, Scar has to endure an entire day of Grian giving him a taste of his own medicine.

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    19 Mar 2026

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    One of my favourites of this author's. Adored it so much, it was so sweet and very re-readable. :)