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*This is a fan-written continuation of the unfinished Spamano fanfic "Bésame Mucho" by George deValier. Please read the foreword before proceeding.
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WW2 AU. Lovino Vargas only ever wanted something exciting to happen in his boring, everyday Italian village existence. He never expected war, Resistance, love, passion, treason, or a cheerful, confusing, irritatingly attractive Spanish freedom fighter.Hetalia is the property of Himaruya Hidekaz, and the Veraverse is the creation of George deValier.
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Fear. Cold. Dark. But he would be alright as long as they are together. Based on the Two C theory, so possible spoilers for future chapters.
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in my subconscious, it’s you by fffriend
Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
10 Nov 2022
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“you don’t look like you even know how to wash it.” mu qing deadpanned, watching feng xin just stare at the fabric. “it’s not going to clean itself.”
“well, i’ve never had to—!” feng xin started to yell, before reigning himself back in. “teach me how.”
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13 Aug 2023
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"I need you not to panic"
"Why should I be panicking?"
"I just told you not to panic."
“You wouldn’t tell me not to panic unless there was a reason to panic.”
“There is no reason to panic.”
“Then why the fuck would you-”
“Feng Xin shut up!”Bookmarked by Kinuha
21 Jun 2022
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If five competitive skaters from five different foreign countries on five varying post-competition highs were going to go out anywhere in Beijing, Sanlitun was it. Guang Hong had never before been a post-competition outing host, but he was determined to take good care of them. What could go wrong?
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07 Feb 2018
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Stars Rising (these wicked winding streets) by oh_fudgecakes
Fandoms: X -エックス- | X/1999, Tokyo Babylon
14 Jul 2016
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The Sakurazukamori lifts the cigarette back to his lips. The end glows red again in the night, before the hand holding it lowers. A moment later, smoke begins to curl upwards in the flickering lamplight.
“It’s you,” he says, voice hoarse from disuse, “I recognised your magic.”
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16 Aug 2016