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  1. Public Bookmark 4

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    I have a soft spot for soft Jack and Ianto so here it is, literally thousands of words about them being in bed together, cuddling and talking. Bonus points for soft Tosh and Ianto.

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    19 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 2

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    The Master dives right in, not waiting for the Doctor to let his shields down. The Doctor gasps with pain and tries to wriggle out of the Master's grasp. It only serves to make the Master even rougher, rooting through the Doctor's mind in search of knowledge that would be helpful for his purposes.

    In which the Doctor is drunk and the Master could use a second perspective in figuring out how best to set up the Angel Network.

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    15 Jun 2026

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    Now it’s like being fifteen again. Worse, even. Because at fifteen he didn’t know this. Didn’t know what it felt like to ache like this. To have want turn itself into something gnawing and soft, something that crawled inside him and stayed, making a home in his ribs like a wet animal under the porch.

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    Virgin Will Graham can’t stop thinking about Hannibal and ignores his yearning until he’s forced into a motel room with him. <3

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    26 Feb 2026

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    I don’t know how I didn’t bookmark this, this fic is going to be scratched onto my gravestone

  4. Public Bookmark 5

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    Near cradling a joint between his fingers was a strange sight - it felt like a tangible oxymoron. The ridiculousness was equal to imagining Roger snorting coke or Matt drinking water.

    There was a stark contrast between Near’s delicate, paper white palms and the moss coloured, burning blunt. Its golden glow ricocheted off of Near’s pale skin on the backdrop of golden hour radiance. The clouds must have deserted the sky as a cruel taunt.

    Underneath the absurdity, the image almost started to make sense.

    Near - the exemplary, the infallible, the flawed.

    Human.

    Or, a story where two fools fall head over heels in love over a few smoking sessions.

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    29 Dec 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 60

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    This is a translation of a long fanfic - the 'slow build' tag is the most relevant of all;) The action takes place directly after events of third season - Sherlock goes back to London to find out who and why put Moriarty's face on all the screens in England... but things he discovers are definitely not what he has expected.
    Mostly slow-build Sheriarty with bits of one-sided Johnlock.

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    19 Sep 2025