7 Works by hitherto
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i wait quietly for the catastrophe of my personality to seem worthwhile again. by hitherto
Fandoms: Ancient Roman Religion & Lore
24 Nov 2025
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I should probably accept my fate. Instead, I puff out my chest, stand up straight, and clench my fists so they won’t shake. When he rounds the corner, he is much bigger than I thought—he towers over me as he approaches slowly, watching my every move.
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Is that terrible? I should want my line to continue. I should want a little boy with my nose, or a little girl with my eyes. But unless that little boy has your hair or that little girl has your smile, I would not be able to bear it.
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everything i've loved, i've loved it straight to death. by hitherto
Fandoms: Ancient Greek Religion & Lore
14 Nov 2025
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There are days where I regret saving Daphnis. Him and his dark hair, and his smooth, tanned skin.
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a wolf is a wolf, even in a cage, even dressed in silk. by hitherto
Fandoms: Ancient Greek Religion & Lore
14 Apr 2025
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But this is nice. Frolicking, lazing around and gossiping. The girls can’t help but marvel at him, at his athleticism. He’s lean where they are not and is sharp edges where they are soft curves.
Deidamia’s gaze is the only one that matters to him, though.
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i searched through all of time (there is only you). by hitherto
Fandoms: Ancient Greek Religion & Lore
10 Mar 2025
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Sometimes you wonder if everything he feels is ten times more intense than someone else. Every single emotion that touches him seems to bring him to his knees, overwhelming and all-consuming. His anger, most of all, but also the softer emotions, such as bliss, excitement. Love.
You place a hand over his fist, coaxing it open until you’re palm-to-palm. You watch the fight leave him, shoulders dropping, head lowering.
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You’re so in your own head—mind bogged down by the unadulterated want like fire in your body that you haven’t even tried to satiate (it’s been two hours since exposure and you’ve barely moved)—that you don’t notice someone’s entered your quarters until they’re standing directly in front of you in your chair, legs parting your knees.
Jesus Christ, it’s Batman. Well, Bruce Wayne. You look up and he has the cowl pushed back, hair a little mussed and eyes like electricity.
“You look—” you swallow, “good.”
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The ceiling of his dorm has 23 and a half rectangular tiles. He memorized this three weeks and three days ago.
The wall of his dorm is 11 and a quarter bricks tall. The gap between his bed frame and the floor is exactly the length of his left foot. His right foot is an entire half shoe size bigger. If he reaches far enough, he can grab his mitt from his desk.