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“No,” Potter immediately snapped, more in control now than a few moments ago. “We’re not—what are you suggesting? We wank each other off and go our separate ways? That’ll hardly—I won’t be able to—No.”
Draco stifled his laugh. “How uncouth,” and when Potter turned a guilty look his way, he pushed past Potter’s slackened grip, face only a hair breadth’s away from Potter’s and said, “Do you want to kiss me?”
It was only kissing. What could possibly go wrong?
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- Part 3 of fear, sex
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28 Jun 2026
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even if you're with somebody else by bigmajimafan420
Fandoms: カラオケ行こ！ | Karaoke Iko! | Let's Go Karaoke! (Anime & Manga), ファミレス行こ。 | Famiresu Iko | Let's Go to the Family Restaurant (Manga)
08 Jun 2026
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Satomi is married, Kyouji is first lieutenant; they both have regrets.
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12 Jun 2026
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回声 | echoes by OnyxSphinx
Fandoms: S.C.I.谜案集 - 耳雅 | S.C.I. Mystery - Ěr Yǎ, S.C.I.谜案集 | S.C.I. Mystery (TV)
19 Jan 2026
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After the Luo Tian case, Bai Yutang, Zhan Zhao, and the SCI seem to have been granted a reprieve from stomach-churning murders—at least temporarily.
But not all is as it seems—and the past, despite the comforting lies people like to tell themselves, doesn't always stay in the past.
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- Part 7 of get in loser we’re fucking up tropes!
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17 May 2026
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so inactive that one has to lie down by rosedamask for theoldgods
Fandoms: Phantom Thread (2017)
14 Apr 2018
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Around Reynolds' third illness, Cyril and Alma reach an understanding.
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16 May 2026
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And I Can Feel My Heart In My Throat Again by goldenglitz
Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
21 Mar 2020
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Being courted by Lan Wangji had been like receiving the attentions of a particularly large cat. Wei Wuxian had spent the year receiving increasingly ridiculous gifts at the checkpoints he had promised Lan Wangji he’d visit, from new combs to exquisitely bound chapbooks of poetry, to salted meats. His pack, by the end of his journey, was filled near to bursting with these gifts, carefully wrapped, and wholly cherished. Each of them came attached to a note with perfectly neat calligraphy, sometimes with a little thought, usually just with his signature. One of them, pinned to a particularly aromatic bottle of hair oils, read:
‘My Wei Ying,
I hope this finds you well, and serves you well. Would that I could be there next to you. In my absence, I hope this will shorten this distance between us.
Yours,
Lan Wangji’Of course, he could never have the courage to call it courting. Lan Wangji, surely, was simply being friendly. Very friendly, and very generous.
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16 May 2026