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1. Plunged in the battery-smoke by Rattusfaber

   Fandoms: Darkest Dungeon (Video Game)  

   • Explicit
   • Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con
   • M/M
   • Work in Progress

   29 Jun 2024

   Tags

   • Graphic Depictions Of Violence
   • Rape/Non-Con
   • Crusader/Highwayman (Darkest Dungeon)
   • Reynauld/Dismas (Darkest Dungeon)
   • Hellion/Vestal (Darkest Dungeon)
   • Abomination/Flagellant (Darkest Dungeon)
   • Reynauld (Darkest Dungeon)
   • Dismas (Darkest Dungeon)
   • Modern AU
   • It's working class gothic that's what it is
   • fire brigade and lighting tech
   • Reynauld sounding like your stereotypical straight man of God
   • religious guilt and all sorts of things
   • blackmail involved
   • Blood and Gore
   • Rape

   Summary

   "It ain't true." The lanky looking man next to him said, whose face was about a palm's distance away from him. "Y'know. What she said. 's your own bin. They ain't sleepin' in it."

   "Excuse me." It was abrupt and definitely questionable in terms of manners, but Reynauld had enough. Tonight was already packed with unpleasant excitement, he wasn't going to stoop as low as allowing himself a pub therapy after the previous spectacle. He counted the exact amount of cash and set his glass over it. That ought to be clear enough.

   Now, the man finally got it. He had the decency to raise his glass as a kind of acknowledgement. Reynauld nodded at him with polite disdain and walked out without looking back.

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