Et Nos Cedamus Amori
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Galehaut Survives His Sorrow by nebulaad
Fandoms: Kingdom Come: Deliverance (Video Games)
26 Jul 2025
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Lancelot sat bolt upright in bed, sending his stupid Galehaut sprawling onto the floor. "Jesus Christ!" he burst, then clapped his hand over his mouth. Henry occasionally woke, long enough to eat a little and assist in changing his own bandages; this was the first time, however, he'd bolted upright and started yelling when the only person in his room was a young lord with no justifiable reason to be staring at his sleeping body with such sorrowful longing.
"Hans?" Henry's eyes darted around the room, and Hans pulled himself to his feet, gesturing for the man to lower his damn voice.
"Be quiet before you wake the entire goddamn fort," he snapped, staggering back to his feet and into his chair. "I'm right here." Henry reached for him, fumbling and clumsy, and Hans sighed and acquiesced, allowing him close enough to inspect him for wounds.
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- Part 1 of Et Nos Cedamus Amori
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A Short List of Things Hans Capon Knows by nebulaad
Fandoms: Kingdom Come: Deliverance (Video Games)
31 Jul 2025
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"Jesus Christ, I'm coming—" The door opened and Henry took Capon in. He was in his braies, his wheat-brown hair dishevelled and nettle-green eyes bleary as he squinted, trying to comprehend why Henry was standing in his doorway in the wee hours. "Hal? You look like shit."
"Did you know?" he asked, breathless.
"Did I know what?" He leaned against the doorway, bracing himself and letting his arms tense. On another man, Henry might have taken it for a sign of aggression—Hans was just showing off, a toothy grin on his face.
"Did you fucking know?" he shouted, and Hans quickly went pale.
"Are you fucking insane? Keep your voice down, you complete barbarian."
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- Part 2 of Et Nos Cedamus Amori
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The Long Awaited Renewal of Pirkstein's Gardens by nebulaad
Fandoms: Kingdom Come: Deliverance (Video Games)
01 Dec 2025
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"N-Not," she added hastily, shaking herself out of Skalitz in time to realise that she probably sounded deranged to this woman who'd known nothing but secondhand stories of violence her whole life, "Not that I intend to become some wild assassin!"
"Of course not," Lady Jitka said firmly. "And I wouldn't ask that of you...but it does bring me comfort, to know that I do not ask something impossible of you."
That, of all things, was what compelled Tess to agree in the end. Jitka hadn't shaken old memories out of the thicket just to have something to talk about; rather, she'd hoped that like Henry, Theresa could be trusted with terror, with pain and rage and fear, and rise to it. To conquer it. No other woman could offer what Theresa could, and so she packed what few belongings she had—even now, still compelled to live lightly enough to flee and not miss anything—and followed Lady Jitka to Pirkstein.
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- Part 3 of Et Nos Cedamus Amori
- Part 1 of Gardens
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"Of course I am. Sir Hans is my best friend and I'm fond of Lady Jitka as well, and they've both been anxious for the Lord to bless them."
"Ah, you're young; I wouldn't hold it against you if you felt a little left out, as your friend starts his family." His friend had sulkily told him to ride hard so he had to excuse to be limping the next morning, but sure; it was nice of Radzig to worry about him.
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- Part 4 of Et Nos Cedamus Amori
- Part 2 of Gardens
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"What's important now is that if you have to lose, lose to someone good."
"Maybe I just won't lose," he said with a smile, and Hans snorted.
"Typical arrogant peasant. If you win the rest of your bouts today, I'll pay for a massage tonight." What better reward than some pretty wench sitting on his arse, pushing on his poor sore back? As fast as he put on muscle he layered on fat, which would roll nicely under her hands.
"Can't celebrate too hard," he warned. "Still two days ahead of me, if I'm good."
"You are," Hans said, confident and staring at his sun-drenched hair. It was brown but the ends were paling in the sun, the tips of his curls a soft gold. Gilded. "You'll win."
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- Part 5 of Et Nos Cedamus Amori
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Not a Page, Not Yet a Knight by nebulaad
Fandoms: Kingdom Come: Deliverance (Video Games)
27 Aug 2025
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And then it was day seven, and Hans was certain that Henry had been faking it. His laughter had been polite, his banter disinterested, and while the young lord had felt giddy, felt like someone was finally, finally looking at him—it'd been mostly concussion. The blacksmith boy had been relieved to be rid of him, annoyed that he hadn't listened to him about the boar, amused that Hans had been such an asshole about the horse and then been dragged off of his own, and content in the knowledge that he hadn't accidentally gotten Hans killed. He'd curled up in bed that day, frightening the maid they sent in to clean as she was sure his health had suddenly plummeted as he stared, red eyed, at the wall and refused to move or eat.
And then, like a vision, on day ten, Henry was there.
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- Part 6 of Et Nos Cedamus Amori
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Tell Me You Love Me In Private by nebulaad
Fandoms: Kingdom Come: Deliverance (Video Games)
29 Aug 2025
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"Maybe," she said thoughtfully, eyeing him again. He'd ruined her script, he knew—he didn't know how but watched as she pivoted in conversation, taking a different approach to try and run him down with a different dog. "But your duties are elsewhere; Capon's estate is in Rattay." He was used to, by now, people assuming that he was sworn to Hans in a more formal sense than he acted; furthermore, he didn't feel like having the drawn-out conversation it would require to correct her. "Besides, he'll be getting married soon and you'll surely be accompanying him."
The room suddenly shrank, and Henry could hear himself take a stammered breath.
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- Part 7 of Et Nos Cedamus Amori
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"Do you not like kissing?" he asked meekly, and Henry snorted. "Don't laugh at me! You're the one being—why'd you—?" His eyes fluttered closed as Henry leaned up, pushing his tongue between his lips and eating whatever fretful thing he'd been about to say. His hand jumped from his arms to his hair, deepening their kiss until Hans was hard against his thigh and chasing the barest change in friction. When they parted, a line of spit joined their wet lips. "Henry," he gasped, and let himself be turned, pushed towards his bed as his head drifted in a delirious nod, a wordless plea for more. He stared up, his face...soft. Open.
"I like kissing."
"What?"
"You asked if I liked kissing," he said, shivering to see Hans underneath of him. "I do."
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- Part 8 of Et Nos Cedamus Amori
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He sat up sharply and felt his chest tighten painfully. He scrunched his face tight, as if trying to forbid his eyes from welling with tears of fear and exhaustion. Hans used to...handle all this. Hans would bolt the doors, Hans would guide him back to bed, Hans would follow him if he did manage to get out. He'd even noticed that it tended to happen around the same time every night and would push him awake right beforehand—that tended to stop it in its tracks. Henry always roomed with Hans; the young lord insisted upon it, wryly reminding their travelling companions that he was his personal bodyguard and so of course he ought to stay close.
Now he was alone, and he had no idea what to do.
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- Part 9 of Et Nos Cedamus Amori
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"It's my fault," Henry said, soft and tormented. Stupid pigheaded peasant. "Bartosch warned me that I should be gentle with another boy and then Adder, and I didn't listen—"
The gall of his blathering martyrdom shocked Hans out of his spiral, tears still welling in his eyes while his lungs reacquainted themselves with air. When he'd sufficiently caught his breath, he scrubbed at his face. "You fucked Bartosch?" he asked, his voice watery.
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- Part 10 of Et Nos Cedamus Amori
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He hadn't thought he would like this. Much like he imagined a maid would do, he'd thought Henry would like it and I'd do it for Henry, buoying at least at the fact that he and Henry could switch if it were truly unbearable. He liked every moment leading up to it, taking unexpected pleasure in unwrapping his page, sometimes slow and teasing, his fingers brushing skin unkissed by the sun let alone laved with his hungry tongue, sometimes frantically, desperate to reach his fingers into the stretch marks where Henry filled out as a man and a warrior as if he could claw open his skin and fuck him from the inside.
He should have known better. If there was some secret quality to fucking Henry that Hans would have to declare unpleasant enough to describe as bravely bearing it, he hadn't found it yet.
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- Part 11 of Et Nos Cedamus Amori
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He crossed out into the courtyard and found exactly who he'd been looking for. Henry was sprawled out on a blanket, deeply asleep, with a golden little lord curled under his arm and drooling lightly onto him. No question of Hynce's paternity in any direction, he mused, then crouched overtop of his dozing boys. "A fine bodyguard, falling asleep with his charge."
"If you'd had a problem with it, you would've told me by now," Henry answered, ably demonstrating that he hadn't been as asleep as he'd looked.
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- Part 12 of Et Nos Cedamus Amori
- Part 3 of Gardens
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"You go first," Hans said, breathy against his ear. Henry felt like his fingertips might start to prickle from the lack of circulation.
"Shouldn't you?" he heard himself ask.
"My hero. You go first."
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- Part 13 of Et Nos Cedamus Amori
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"My man?" he asked.
"Capon."
"Oh. I'm more his man than he is mine."
"Yeah, that's what I thought too," he said flatly, and Henry turned to look at him. "It is not dissimilar from Sir John and I."
"Yeah?" Henry's face had a charming bafflement to it; Sam wasn't surprised to hear that nearly everyone he knew found him to be utterly exceptional. He'd seen it himself: every lord who'd met Henry that Samuel had heard speaking at the council found him to be without reproach.
"Yeah. Except if someone were to call John my man, I wouldn't feel the need to correct them."
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- Part 14 of Et Nos Cedamus Amori
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"What's that look?" Hans asked, and Henry realised they'd just been quietly looking into each other's eyes for minutes and not said anything.
"What look?"
"H'm. Not the mouth-breathing peasant look, nor the snooty, arrogant peasant look," Hans mused.
"I was just thinking," he said with a smile, and Hans snapped his fingers.
"Ah, that explains why I didn't recognise it."
"Fuck you," Henry laughed.
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- Part 15 of Et Nos Cedamus Amori
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"Is that you, Hen—" Sam's footsteps at the top of the stairs came too quickly, and Henry parted from Hans too slow, his face flushed and red and his whole body shaking like a storybook maiden. Sam's jaw clenched and then unclenched, his eyes moving to Capon and back to him.
"Sam—" he started, but his brother turned on his heel. Henry cursed himself—why hadn't he followed Capon down to his room, like he'd asked for in the first place? He took a step forward and then froze, turning back to Hans who was white as a sheet and shivering. "Hans." He knew he needed to follow his brother, to make sure he didn't tell, but Capon looked a heartbeat away from collapse. "It'll be okay, Hans. I'll fix it."
"I'll never forgive him," he whispered, his hand pressed to his mouth. "He ruined it and I'll never forgive him."
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- Part 16 of Et Nos Cedamus Amori
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He pitched forward, suddenly nauseous with nothing in his stomach to throw up—not even enough to make bile. Henry was going to die and there wasn't a thing in the fucking world Hans could do to change it. He believed in Henry, he loved Henry, and Henry was going to die because Hans couldn't stop it from happening. He felt Henry's hand reach out for his, squeezing tightly against his knee as he took a harsh, ragged breath. "I'll be back," Henry said gently. "I promise you."
Stupid. His sweet, stupid blacksmith boy didn't believe it either; he just said it, because Hans wanted to hear it. He'd spent the better part of the siege doting on Hans because they were both going to die and God punished Hans by making Henry go first. Henry would die to save Hans and Hans would die because Henry was going to die and they were both stupid dying idiots just like Galehaut and Lancelot.
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- Part 17 of Et Nos Cedamus Amori
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Henry shed his gloves, tossing them onto the table with a casual thoughtlessness, alongside his apron which was thrown over a chair. His tunic was light to withstand the heat of the forge, and damp with sweat, so he peeled that off too and threw it into a bin of laundry for the goodwife to tend to (or the man himself, knowing him). Shirtless, he made a lazy path towards the basin.
Hans wouldn't stand for it.
"Don't bother," he said softly, and Henry smiled as if he'd expected to be stopped.
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- Part 18 of Et Nos Cedamus Amori