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Holding On To You by mumututu
Fandoms: 人渣反派自救系统 - 墨香铜臭 | The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
13 Jun 2026
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С его домом что-то было не так. И не только с домом: с его горой, с его шиди, с его учениками. Как будто все вокруг было отзеркалено: вроде бы те же места, те же люди, но все не то. Чего-то не хватало.
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Кошки-воришки, шкатулочка и вред молчания by mumututu
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
13 Apr 2024
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— Вот! — Гарри пихнул ему в руки шкатулку, — Я тебя люблю!
Белла восторженно ахнула, Сириус и Джеймс синхронно ударили себя по лицу, Лили уронила поварешку, Том улыбнулся.
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Henry and Sir Radzig find common ground in uncommon circumstances, and bond over tumultuous stories of love and quiet sacrifice.
(Or, Henry and Hans are painfully obvious in their affections and Radzig decides a father-son road trip is in order before he loses his mind.)
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- Part 1 of but time makes you bolder series
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You are an odd one.
No one with any sense of self-preservation would accept him into their camp after he held a knife to their throat. And yet, here you are.
Either painfully naive, or incredibly desperate.
Astarion falls in love. Slow to start, and then all at once.
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What do we call love, if this isn't it? by androgenius
Fandoms: Kingdom Come: Deliverance (Video Games)
29 May 2025
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"Only two men have brought fear to my heart. One is you, and the other is myself. My love for you is such that I would pray God not let me live a single day beyond the day of your death."
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Henry rips a golden thread from Hans’s doublet. In faint firelight, with clumsy blacksmith hands, he sews it into his glove.
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Sweet Mary's statue has no eyes. Henry cannot pray. Of life — as it is, and as it is not. -
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“Let me get a better look,” Bartosch takes a knee in front of Henry, slotted right between his laxed thighs while he reaches up and takes Henry’s face in his hands. He looks up at the wound and hums contemplatively. “It might need sutures. Fortunately for you, I’m handy with a needle and thread.”
Familiar isn’t the word for this, Hans thinks. This is… more. Much more. It’s tender. Intimate. Like…
Hans feels his face fill with heat while the rest of him goes cold. His feet suddenly feel as though they’re buried in the earth, unable to lift them up—it’s the same sort of trapped, panicked feeling he gets when he’s in small, cramped spaces.
Just what the fuck is going on here?
Or, Hans catches Black Bartosch flirting with Henry and gets jealous.