Nebulad
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The Long Awaited Renewal of Pirkstein's Gardens by Nebulad
Fandoms: Kingdom Come: Deliverance (Video Games)
03 Nov 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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Arguing for Fun and Pleasure by Nebulad
Fandoms: Kingdom Come: Deliverance (Video Games)
02 Nov 2025
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"I would have thought you'd prefer me unarmed," he admitted, as ever delighted by Sam's irritation when he dared to be earnest.
"I would prefer if you were able to fight, should it come down to it."
"Would it disappoint you to learn that my noble combat training was utterly perfunctory?"
"It would annoy me," he said shortly, and John beamed.
"Alas!"
"Take it. The sharp part goes into the next man to try and kill you," he grit out.
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Adder dropped their things in the doorway and did a quick circuit of their quarters. There was a fire, a basin of water, one bed as wide as two of their pallets, and a wardrobe with nothing inside of it. "Janosh thinks Pisek lose his fucking mind, to let us in here."
"Probably did," Adder said, rushing to the door and throwing the bolt as if the man would suddenly come to his senses. "Men like him go crazy so close to death."
"I guess he has to fix the whole fucking castle anyway," he allowed, sitting down on the bed with a heavy huff. "We'll enjoy it, while it lasts. The Devil's more likely to fuck it all up than we are anyway, and they have to give him a room."
Written for Jadder Week, Day Seven: Rest
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- Part 8 of Jadder Week 2025
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"You know your problem Leszek?" he asked, and Adder rolled his eyes and spat on the ground. "You fight like you're surrounded."
"The fuck would you know about it? You know what you fight like?" he demanded, and Janosh waited for him to get the insult out of his system. "You fight like you're not there."
Written for Jadderweek 2025, Day Six: Fight
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- Part 7 of Jadder Week 2025
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All That I'm Good For is This by Nebulad
Fandoms: Kingdom Come: Deliverance (Video Games)
29 Oct 2025
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"My Janosh won't die," he said, with a finality that didn't invite argument.
"Where are Janosh's things?" he demanded, and Adder scoffed.
"You're not going to die, pretty piggy. Your husband will make sure of it."
"Then let Janosh make sure Adder don't die either," he said firmly, and his terrible pretty, terrible stupid husband softened.
"You take care of me all the time," he said gravely. "All I'm good for is this."
Written for Jadder Week 2025, Day Five: Ritual
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- Part 6 of Jadder Week 2025
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Feel me, completer, down to my core
Open my heart and let it bleed onto yours
Feeding on fever, down all fours
Show you what all that howl is for
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All of my feelings are gone,
I left them all on the floor
Man who's to blame if you don't love me no more,
No I don't mind just take whatever you want
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Mama, come here
Approach, appear
Daddy, I'm alone
'Cause this house don't feel like home
If you love me, don't let go
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Dozens of people have touched him this way, from nursemaids to bathhouse girls. Hell, he was manhandled bare-arsed into a tub only moments ago without so much as blinking. There’s no reason for Henry’s touch to feel like this. To make Hans feel like this. But it’s nice, God, it’s nice, Henry’s big blacksmith’s mitts impossibly gentle as he loosens the blood from Hans’s hair.
For the first time since taking that decoction, his heart kicks in his chest, hard enough that his pulse jumps noticeably under his neck.
And elsewhere.
Bookmarked by Nebulad
02 Nov 2025
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Hans grabs his bicep, fingers digging into the flesh the way he might test a fruit for ripeness. Henry curls his forearm and makes a fist beneath the water, squeezing tight. He watches Hans' face: the flushed redness of heat and strong drink, the shock as his fingers meet firm resistance.
Hans slides his palm over the wet fabric, pressing hard, testing the edges of the muscle. Henry feels like a horse skittish about being shoed, restrained from bolting only by a strong grip on the bridle.
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In the bathhouse, Hans and Henry find out how they measure up against each other.
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- Part 5 of Hansry fics
Bookmarked by Nebulad
07 Sep 2025
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"Shall we?”
“We? What d’you mean, we?”
“I mean exactly what I said, you pedantic peasant.” Capon smirks, pleased at his own wordplay, though the smile doesn’t touch the uncertainty in his eyes. “I’ve had more than enough of sitting on my arse. If Zizka’s sending you somewhere, I’m going with you.”
Hans Capon and his squire ride out side by side to track down Hynek the Dry Devil's old band. It'll be just like old times: wine, women, and song. Surely neither of them have changed since they set out from Rattay to deliver a message together. Surely their ironclad bond of friendship isn't starting to crack and give way to new, tender feelings neither of them have the words or inclination to describe.
It's simple brotherly affection that makes them so loathe to leave each other's side, even for a moment. Right?
Or: what if the middle act of Kingdom Come: Deliverance 2 was a 2-player game?
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- Part 5 of in toto corde meo
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Bookmarked by Nebulad
24 Aug 2025
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Hans’s hand on his wrist, his knee on his other arm. Sitting on his chest, pinning him down. The weight of him. Fragments of the real thing. A poor substitute, but something. To touch him again, even if with his fists. Any way. Anything. He says it again, knowing he must seem obvious, but in his beer soaked mind, in this exhausted and drunk body, it makes all the sense in the world for him to say, “We should fight again. Alright? Fight me again.”
Hans looks away. The firelight touches the slope of his throat, shadows collecting under his Adam’s apple. “Henry,” he says. “Stop. I can’t bear this.”
Clenched fists. Dark arenas. The iron taste of blood from a split lip. Henry pulls together fragments, finding a way to get close again after rejecting Hans’s kiss.
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- Part 20 of altar
Bookmarked by Nebulad
19 Aug 2025
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“Baths tomorrow morning,” Hans says. “And you can finish telling me about your monastery adventures. And why it took you so goddamn long to finish your task and return to m—to Rattay.”
Henry takes another sip. “Alright, Sir Hans.”
In the dim glow of light at their table, he can see freckles across Henry’s nose, and some peeling along his hairline from a healing stretch of sunburn. Details he’s missed over the past few weeks. He reaches for him without thinking, then lets his hand drop on the table between them. Henry watches this display with an unreadable expression. A stillness. Outside, the rain continues to fall, loud and clear.
“We must drag Gregor out of you,” Hans tells him.
Henry nods. “Yes. We must.”
Gregor returns from the monastery on a rainy day.
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- Part 11 of altar
Bookmarked by Nebulad
09 Aug 2025