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Ryan is pretty sure the creature wearing Naim's face and throwing rocks at his window isn't his boyfriend. But Naim's voice begs so sweetly for forgiveness, rooting him to the floor anyway.
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Ryan thinks Hunter turned them in to the Church, and deals with the truth. Atleast he's not dealing with it alone.
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25 Jun 2026
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“It scares me, a little,” Naim said suddenly, soft as a confession.
Ryan frowned. Cigarettes forgotten, he shifted onto his side so he could look at Naim properly, but he didn’t speak. Not yet—he knew from the way Naim was frowning that he was trying to untangle the chaos in his brain.
“Now that we’ve gotten this far, it makes me… Hope.”
“... For more?”
Naim couldn’t meet his eyes, but Ryan didn’t push it.
“... Yeah.”
He didn’t think he could handle it if he met Naim’s eyes right now, either.
(A long conversation after sex, four years after the boys left that shithole of a town behind.)
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- Part 2 of gardenias on the tile
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25 Jun 2026
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Quiet Hours by uglypluto
Fandoms: Leviticus (Movie 2026), Naim/Ryan (Leviticus Movie 2026) - Fandom, Naim (Leviticus Movie 2026) - Fandom, Ryan (Leviticus Movie 2026) - Fandom
22 Jun 2026
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Naim and Ryan are leaving their small town behind. Although their imitations relentlessly follow, so does their deep connection.
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25 Jun 2026
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Ryan exhales, smoke slipping past his lips. “Did it ever touch you?”
Naim’s stomach churns. He curls towards Ryan, shifting onto his side, as Ryan’s gaze lands on him, piercing. He shakes his head.
“Good,” Ryan says, lifting the cigarette to his mouth.
Naim thinks of photobooth pictures, of hot blood trickling down Ryan’s neck, of flame and fear. He presses a soft kiss to Ryan’s side, over his ribs, over the soft cotton of his shirt, and inhales his scent.
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25 Jun 2026
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is it love or suicide (are you the one, my ride or die) by REDRAGEOUSED
Fandoms: Leviticus (Movie 2026)
22 Jun 2026
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He wakes up, to the same consistent rumble of the bus, but at an entirely different angle. Ryan’s let him shift, all the way down, his head and the tops of his shoulders cradled against Ryan’s thighs, which, for the record, is so comfortable it kind of scares him. It feels like Ryan is an extension of Naim already, and when he blinks, slow and tired and a little confused, he can see the way Ryan presses his lips together, like he’s trying hard not to smile.
It’s too bad. Naim likes it when he smiles. Naim thinks he likes most everything that Ryan does.
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In which they make their escape, and try their fucking hardest to figure out what this means for the futureBookmarked by ts_a
25 Jun 2026