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  2. Saw (Movies) (6)
  3. House of the Dragon (TV) (6)
  4. A Nightmare on Elm Street (2010) (6)
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  1. Summary

    All the Dead Dove ideas are the result of wonderful conversations on Tumblr that I have now turned into fics. Everyone needs a little unadulterated joy in a brown paper bag, and maybe there's something here for you too ;)

    Current fandoms are: The Walking Dead, The Hobbit, TLOTR, with more likely to come depending on ideas.

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    The Dance of the Dragons mines one of the darkest points in the Targaryen reign. But when Y/n Mormont, the ruler of Bear Island, gets involved, not only intrigues are formed. But also hearts inflamed with love. Can a young bear survive in a dance of fire. Without not being burned himself in the death of a dragon rider. Read it yourself to find out

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    What happens when Harry Osborne comes back into the life of Peter , Gwen Stacy and most importantly the heart and love of Y/N. What if his father dies and the young multi-millionaire falls ill himself. What if he and his love desperately beg Spider-man to help him. But what if he doesn't help and creates a green grinning and crazy goblin?

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  1. Rec 9

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    Three feet was safe. Three feet was professional. Three feet was the space that kept them from being anything other than teammates.

     

    Germany is out of the tournament, and in the quiet aftermath, Florian and Jamal find that staying “just teammates” is harder than losing.

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    01 Jul 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Before I carry on with this comment, a huge thank you for writing this and uploading it – what a masterpiece to share here!
    I love your writing style so, so much; really, your choice of words is incredible, the way Flo and Jamal talk to each other. Those ‘little’ words, always so superficial, sound like lies because they can’t communicate openly with each other. The glances and the sex speak so much more because it’s safer than talking to each other – even the text on their hands was ‘short’; that was chosen so perfectly.
    The beginning, that closeness, the build-up… then letting it drop again because they know they’re in ‘public’ and aren’t allowed to. The bus journey, a silent longing for one another; Flo, who knows that Jammal never listens to music despite his headphones; the fact that they both perhaps use the defeat as an excuse at first, even though (as mentioned at the end) there’s so much more to it than just the defeat.
    The hotel, the writing – it was so bitter that they couldn’t even be open about it there – because it simply isn’t safe. Getting it across, not even a knock on the door, that sense of care and understanding by the bed before this superficiality isn’t enough, and the intimate, physical aspect is the only thing that helps them – or can help them – in this situation.
    The way you wrote about and described the sex – it wasn’t written ‘explicitly’, but that made the intensity even better. The way you described the build-up – simply incredible; I was spellbound as I read it, so unbelievably intense and ‘beautiful’. The roughness in between wasn’t necessarily hurtful; it was more like a bond they both needed to have each other. Whether it was Jammal’s scratching, which grew firmer and firmer, leaving marks; or Flo holding Jammal’s hand over his mouth and simply giving in to his body’s desire – more intensely, harder, stronger.
    The shift from the moment Flo hit Jammal’s ‘pleasure spot’ – that mix of pleasure and fear of being heard – to this, in the end, ‘selfish sex just for her’, to put it bluntly, was simply perfection; I really can’t emphasise how incredible that was.

    And the ending – that bittersweet, sad ending, the crying where they’re both lying again, knowing there’s no other way. The world may have changed, but that ‘masculine’ sort hasn’t; he’d let them both down, and with that defeat they’re already on the ground. That they could still have each other in that small room in such a raw way – not because they’d forgotten how, but because everything else was too dangerous – for they were protected only by the thin wooden door.