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The smallest of things by stormfrei
Fandoms: World of Warcraft, Warcraft - All Media Types
07 Oct 2016
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It's the smallest of things, Khadgar realizes.
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Когда-то, говорят, они называли друг друга Эдвард и Джошуа; затем мир услышал о великом Цезаре и его Легате.
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В пятнадцатый день месяца леса к ногам Калеба волны прибивают сточенные водой китовые кости.
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Тень рыщет снаружи, но и сам Бренненбург полон тьмы.
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- Русский
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- 965
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- 6
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“Be still, Doctor. I would hate to cut you by accident.”
Dottore snickers. “Only on purpose, then?”
Pantalone indulges him with a knowing smile. “You, of all people, should appreciate the beauty of precise knifework.” His thumb smooths over Dottore’s pulse before he cups his hand and feels the ripple of a swallow against his palm. “Be good for me, won’t you? I promise to make it good for you, too.”
Dottore has returned from Nod-Krai. Pantalone claims his prize. This is the fervour of long-distance romance.
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- Part 7 of A Hundred Visions and Revisions
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27 May 2026
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Flins and Illuga have a very fun super great adventure where cannibalism is mentioned all the fucking time!!!
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- 14
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25 Mar 2026
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Flins wants to devour him. Wants to lick every inch of skin. Make Illuga bleed fresh just so he can chase the flavor as it wells up.
He uses what is perhaps his last shred of sanity to say, “I hope Young Master isn’t getting himself injured on purpose.”
Illuga laughs, breathless. “No, I promise. Just bad luck.” His hand slides from Flins' cheek down to his jaw, thumb brushing over his lower lip. “Or good luck, depending on the perspective.”
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10 Mar 2026
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Flins was surprised by how much he enjoyed it—Illuga vulnerable, utterly at his mercy. It occurred to him that he could do anything to him right then, use him however he pleased, and Illuga could do nothing about it. The thought lifted the hair on Flins’s neck with an unexpected frisson of pleasure. Oh, what fools desire made of men.
Flins and Illuga and an average night at the lighthouse.
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05 Mar 2026
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“I don’t need to know what you are,” Illuga says. “Just give me something. Something to cling to the next time you run headfirst into danger alone.”
Flins sees the ghosts behind those pleading eyes, the shadows he tries to bathe in light, to pretend his lantern could drown them out rather than push them further into the corners of his mind. And he knows the stories, knows the haunted past that Illuga doesn’t like to talk about, the reason Flins’ answer matters.
He settles on a simple, yet vague truth.
“I am… not so easily killed,” he admits.
“If you’re lying to me,” Illuga says. “I will summon you from the grave and kill you myself.”
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- Part 3 of Alex’s Adventures in Nod Krai
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01 Mar 2026