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When Simon returns home from deployment, the blaring TV next door is gone; replaced by the scent of warm bread and soft humming through the walls. You’ve just moved in: a bright, charming baker chasing your dream with a new shop down the street. He’s guarded and quiet. You’re sunshine and sugar. What begins with cinnamon rolls at the door slowly turns into late-night chats, quiet confessions, and something neither of you expected: comfort, healing… and the kind of slow-burning love that sneaks up on you.
I DON’T OWN SHIT!
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09 Jan 2026
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You've never had an orgasm by another man before in your life, but every girl your next door neighbor, Simon Riley, drags home definitely has. You know that, because your bed shares a wall with his and you hear everything through eight inches of shitty drywall.
When Simon shows up at your door with a noise complaint about your performance, suggesting you could make actual noises worth staying awake for, you slam the door in his face. Then you spend the next three nights listening to him prove his point with someone else.
Or, in which, Simon Riley is a petty fucking asshole, even if he's right- especially because he's right.
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30 Dec 2025
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Soap had called you "prickly." Well, not to your face, but you heard him whisper it to Gaz the night before holiday leave in the common room. At the time, you hadn't taken offense to it. After all, you'd always been a loner by nature. You weren't going to go changing that over a few, bubbly coworkers.
Weathering a brutal English snow storm, and without a single friend to your name, you resign yourself to spend Christmas Eve alone, drowning in cheap wine and cheese balls.
That is, until you happen to run into the one person on base more miserable than yourself -- Simon Riley.
In all truth, you didn't like the guy. If you were "prickly," then he was downright irascible. Evidently, he'd declined Soap's invitation to Scotland. If that's the case, then why in the world does he say "yes" when you blurt out a half-witted Christmas invitation to your empty London apartment?
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29 Dec 2025
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kiss-drunk and sleep-warm by floricolous
Fandoms: Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game)
18 Oct 2025
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He would apologize to Rook as soon as he found her — he hadn’t meant to come home so late. She probably had plans like any young adult on a Friday night, though thoroughly derailed at this point. It was so terribly hard to find a capable babysitter these days, especially one that his son adored and who adored him in return. He’d hate to lose her — Emmrich caught himself, clearing his throat as he pulled his scarf off, correcting all too quickly — for Manfred to lose her.
At such a tender age, his son needed that stability, something Emmrich knew might not be something he alone could offer between his work and his research.
That was all. Certainly nothing more to it.
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Or, single dad Emmrich fucks the babysitter. He has a lot of Big Feelings about it. A modern AU.
For Emmrich Week 2025, Day 7 Free Day!
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- Part 7 of Dragon Age Emmrich Week 2025
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This is going to be just a one nighter, right? by Lallipumbaa
Fandoms: Dragon Age: Inquisition
25 Aug 2025
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This is my Ellana Lavellan AU. What if in the 2 years gap between the end of the game and Trespasser DLC decides that she needs to... ehm... start the spring clean up and because of Dorian she and Cullen finally get past all the pent-up tensions?
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He took a few steps and grabbed her wrist. “Ellana…”
He never called her another way other than ‘Inquisitor’.
The elf stopped. His husky voice gave her a shiver to her core. She turned to him, finding him a few steps afar.
“Yes, Cullen?” she asked. She could feel her cheek blush. Oh, that feeling of anticipation…
“Don’t go.” he said, his voice low.
“Why shouldn’t I?”
“You can go, if you want to. I’m not stopping you by any means. But… Maker’s breath, I can’t keep it to myself anymore. You are… ravishing, Ellana. I think of you almost every night and the thought of you here in this room with me is almost a sin I have to confess.”Bookmarked by ssahelanthropus
01 Oct 2025