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The gallows stood right outside my cell. The silent killer that put many outlaws to rest, first bed for most. Through the barred window I could see the rope swinging. Buzzards and crows ready for their taste. The crowd of the town gathered around, all anticipating the show.
I'd hate to keep them waiting.Only twenty-five minutes to go.
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Is This When We Kiss Like Benedictine Monks from Different Monasteries? by gingernastyy
Fandoms: Castlevania (Cartoon)
24 Feb 2019
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“You know you two mean a lot to me, and not just because you are my devoted forgemasters. You are my friends.”
Hector was confused as to why he was telling them all of this but nodded.
“And I would like you two to be friends.”
Isaac walked over so he was next to his fellow forgemaster. “How do you want us to approach doing so?”
“I think you two should be intimate. I will join if it pleases both of you.” He said casually.
“Intimate?” Hector choked
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Hector thought Isaac had been joking, about kissing, despite his affirmation that he still hadn't heard him tell a joke. Maybe he really . . . meant it? He's not sure what to think anymore when Dracula gives them a proposition to help strengthen their relationship and loyalty to one another, but he's definitely not complaining.Tags will update as the fic does!
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“When’s the last time you kissed me?”
The question hit like a shot to the stomach. His mouth suddenly dry. He remembered it well; it had been a little hurried. Messy. Not nearly as good and drawn out as he would’ve liked it to be, not before being gone for a full year. He’d been drunk and just wanted to be close to Javier because he’d known he was leaving, couldn’t help but run but he’d wanted one last second with Javier. They hadn’t. . . kissed since then. Despite wanting to, Javier had leaned in close for it but John had kept up a wall between them for some reason. He’d missed Javier like he was missing a part of himself and yet he’d kept space between them.
He was tired of it.
“Too long,” John whispered, “it’s been too long Javi.”
“It has,” Javier agreed, sadness clearer this time. “So why don’t you?”
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27 Oct 2020
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wake up and hold me by nervouspunkboy for wastelandwolff
Fandoms: Red Dead Redemption (Video Games)
27 Oct 2020
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Javier closed his eyes tight and pressed his face close to his pillow. He paid close attention to his breathing, in and out. In and out. He tried to focus only on that in hopes that he could get some sleep, any bit of sleep and stop thinking about everything else. It worked for maybe a minute before a gnarled face formed behind his eyelids and they shot open, his heart racing in his throat as he stared across the dark room at the window of the apartment. There was that faint orange glow from the street lights outside. He could hear cars drive by occasionally. It was usually soothing. But right now every little sound set him on edge, made the hair on the back of his neck stand up and he couldn’t sleep.
He’d been trying to for over an hour and it wasn’t working.
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27 Oct 2020
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When the moment's right, I'll make a move by nervouspunkboy
Fandoms: Red Dead Redemption (Video Games)
24 Oct 2020
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He could and would get them out. He just had to make the right shot, get the timing just right and maximise their chances of escape.
Arthur had always been a hell of a shot, able to take down five to ten men in the blink of an eye. He'd gotten himself out of tougher situations and he would get them all out of this alive.
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25 Oct 2020
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“Ain’t never seen a sunrise til you see a desert sunrise.” Arthur had said, a fond and longing smile on his face as he looked ahead of him.
Kenneth couldn’t remember how that sunrise looked then, so focused on Arthur’s expression.
“Would love to see one.” He’d sighed and Arthur looked at him, still smiling.
“Well then let’s make sure we get there someday.”
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25 Oct 2020
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As he dug around for his clothes, there was a clicking sound. He kept moving things and found what made it. Spurs. Not just any of course, but that pair of spurs Dutch had handed him in Horseshoe in return for a new pipe. He sat back on the floor and just held them in front of him.
20 years of his life that he gave to the man and all he had to show for it now was these damn spurs.
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25 Oct 2020