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Let Me Help You, Bro! by internetcultleader
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
04 Jul 2019
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Bakugo gets a boner in class watching Kirishima bite on a pen and thinking about those teeth on his neck and those lips on his-
ANYWAY!
Kirishima decides to help a bro out!
[Edited July 2023]
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Spring weather and the boy—they both came to Brackley the day that Hitler annexed Austria, or at least what was left of it.
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Spring, 1938. Cloistered in the English countryside, George Russell has spent his life being polished into the perfect instrument of Toto Wolff’s will. Dragged out of the working class slums, George's position at the head of Toto's manufacturing empire feels earned—bought with his own ambition and the complicated intimacy they share behind closed doors.
That hard-won security is shattered by the arrival Toto’s estranged nephew, Kimi, spirited from Fascist Italy under a cloud of secrets. George knows that Kimi has been brought to Brackley as a potential rival, but the manor's claustrophobic halls have a way of driving them close together. As the pressure mounts, George has to decide how far he's willing to go to secure a place at Toto's right hand--or if the position was ever his to earn at all
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“Has Aerion repeated his… advances?” Baelor asks carefully.
“Well, he—The prince is…”
“Like a whore desperate for some coin.”
“Stubborn.” Ser Duncan finishes, wide-eyed.
“That too, I suppose,” Baelor says wryly. “I don’t need to tell you to pay him no mind, do I?”
“No,” The knight denies vehemently. “I won’t disappoint you like that, Your Grace.”
A pause, after which Baelor hears himself ask as though he’s outside of his body, listening in. He regrets the words as soon as they come out of his mouth. “And if you hadn’t pledged yourself to me?”
Ser Duncan looks caught, his blush darkening high up in his cheeks. “I have no business doing that with a prince.”
“And if he wasn’t one?” He presses.
“I don’t know. Aerion is hateful, but—pretty.”
“Yes, I suppose so.” Baelor sighs. Aerion is pretty. It’s everything he hides behind that which makes him ugly.
“You are very handsome as well, Your Grace.” Ser Duncan is quick to reassure him, nodding seriously.
Inevitably charmed, Bealor has to hide his smile behind his hand.
Or, Dunk gets two Targaryen squires and finds himself in the middle of a bizarre love triangle.
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A little while later, Charles whispered, "My soulmate's an amazing artist."
Max almost choked in surprise. He turned to Charles again and Charles was leaning back in his chair, squinting into the telescope, which was pointed right up above him.
"Yeah?" Max managed to say.
Charles put down the telescope and nodded. "I used to get these really nice flowers on my skin. And really beautiful, intricate patterns. I loved them. I took them as little gifts from my soulmate to me."
"That's nice," Max smiled. He hadn't imagined it would make him so happy that Charles liked his little skin drawings.
"They've stopped, though." Charles absentmindedly ran his fingers over his arm. "I don't know why. Maybe they got busy. I hope they're fine."
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“Hey,” he says, hoping to catch Pierre’s attention. His best friend only hums. “I’m moving to Red Bull next season.”
Pierre only snorts. “No the fuck you’re not.”
Or,
The Max retirement and Charles WDC fic I never stop thinking about.
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And oh.
Oh.
Oh he was kind of beautiful wasn’t he? Had Regulus always been?
To anyone else, he was all sharp edges and scathing remarks, but not to James. He could never be just that to James.
He could never just…be, to James.
And oh no.
That was new.
Or:
Gryffindor! Regulus gets the happy ending he should’ve gotten in the first place. And maybe they all learn a little about love and bravery along the way.