4 Works by GoodNightengale
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Demonic Intervention by GoodNightengale
Fandoms: Kingdom Come: Deliverance (Video Games)
29 Jul 2026
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“Bound in unholy matrimony, you are mine Hans Capon. And I, yours.” It muttered, its eyes reflecting a light that did not exist. “This body, its will and desires are yours.”
It smiled. “Just as you, your lands and your people. Are now mine.”
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Lady Fortuna's Fool by GoodNightengale for Taidamn
Fandoms: Kingdom Come: Deliverance (Video Games)
25 Jun 2026
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It was like living in a dream, one which he could never wake up from or escape.
There was no method of reasoning with the "visions" he endured. They were sporadic, invasive and either sent him back in his progress by mere seconds or entire hours. Everything and everyone looked and acted the same, none the wiser of the future except for Hans.
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With food becoming scarce, Henry and Lord Radzig are running out of options to keep themselves fed after the assault on Skalitz. Bandaged and unable to take care of himself, Lord Radzig, a pureblood werewolf, is at the mercy of newly turned Henry to look after him. With options growing slimmer and each day bleaker, despite the warnings of greater dangers beyond the Skalitz woods, Henry must venture out in search of food.
One would think a pesky Vampyre Lord would be the greatest of Henry's issues.
Fantasy AU - FanComic
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- Part 1 of Moonlit-Archives
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To My Best Friend, Wear It Well. by GoodNightengale for LeK
Fandoms: Kingdom Come: Deliverance (Video Games)
24 Dec 2025
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Snow rested heavily over the town. The streetlights were few and far between and seemed to cast more shadows than light. But the moonlight above reflected on the untouched snow and illuminated the night. Snowflakes drifted down in large clots, and faintly, Hans could hear the hum of the refrigerator.
It was late, and it would be a few more hours until sunlight spilled over the region. But as Hans sat there at his desk with his knee bouncing, even with how heavy his eyes felt he couldn’t look away from his computer. His heart rate remained steady, but as he reviewed his post over and over again, the temptation to delete it grew stronger and stronger.
This terrible feeling of guilt. This welcomed shame that clung to his nerves and made him shaky. He had only himself to blame but it’s become too much.
How did he become so pathetic?
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