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“Nice of you to finally join us, Doctor Wishful-Thinking,” Yolanda quipped, a smile saturated her voice, making its presence known from behind her face mask.
“And nice of you to give me such a warm welcome,” Baran said curtly with a slight nod.
Yolanda smiled quietly to herselfor
Yolanda Garcia and Baran Al-Hashimi go out together, a one night stand sparking up a romance between them.
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24 Jul 2026
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like real people do by sansarogers (mintaejin) for sheeon
Fandoms: Secret History - Donna Tartt
21 Apr 2019
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Henry suspects however that the true reason he’s decided to fuck Richard is how incredibly willing Richard is to let Henry do anything to him.
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18 Jul 2026
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Threesome with Henry and Richard after missing each other oh so terribly over winter break. That's it. That's the fic.
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18 Jul 2026
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A collection of nine smutty character x reader fanfics featuring kinks in this order:
Erwin Smith | Breathplay
Eren Yeager | Dacryphilia
Reiner Braun | ABO
Porco Galliard | Bondage
Kenny Ackerman | Bloodplay
Zeke Yeager | Spitting
Miche Zacharias | Breeding
Jean Kirstein | Face Sitting
Levi Ackerman | Overstimulation- Language:
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28 Jun 2026
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I love you, though you hurt me so. by Dionysus2xBorn, TheProjector
Fandoms: The Secret History - Donna Tartt
19 Feb 2026
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Henry Winter wasn’t a man so much a gravity. And oh, did he unravel me. Quietly it began… calling all things by new names. He came like a truth which chased me down, wrapped in a radiant calm that made me want to tear my stillness apart.
There were moments when I saw him, and he saw me—moments full of such raw honesty, the likes of which life had yet to, and has yet since, offered me. In that way, darkness was not punishment but an invitation to integration—one I cannot help but be eternally grateful for.
He taught me that wisdom is not what’s found when one kneels to pray. Instead, it hides in the most peculiar place, in those long stretches of ‘dark nights’ that make one wonder if ever again, you’ll see the light of day. That, to Become one must first endure the destruction which liberates through decay.
I suppose it is as Rilke said: “Beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror, which we are barely able to endure, and it amazes us so because it serenely disdains to destroy us." I, stupidly, did not think of how heavy such a truth—for the most beautiful of them all—would weigh.
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27 Jun 2026