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I Give My Best (To Springville Hill) by dyllpickless for
Fandoms: The Umbrella Academy (TV)
16 Jul 2020
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Klaus decides to take Dave out on their first date since Dave arrived in the present, but it doesn't go exactly as planned.
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Klaus balled his hands up in his pockets and frowned at the pavement. “Did I do something wrong?” he asked quietly, too scared of what the answer may be to speak up.
“What? No, of course not.”Bookmarked by OmnipotentOne
03 Jan 2025
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What if Klaus actually got his shit together after leaving the academy and created a family instead of never getting the real support and help he needed.
Oof, And im right back on Hiatus.
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03 Jan 2025
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Love me, even as I sin by Works_In_Very_Little_Progress
Fandoms: 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime)
25 Jul 2024
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It's just smut. There is a lot of repeated dialog but hey, if they aren't begging and unable to form sentences have you really teased them enough?
Giyū grabbed me by the neck and said I want him to beg for me first, as he re-wrote my entire plan, hence the two chapters.Bookmarked by OmnipotentOne
01 Jan 2025
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A Wilted Snakes Head by KNYMultishipper
Fandoms: 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime), 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Manga)
31 Dec 2024
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Hanahaki disease Obagiyuu fic
Previously called Double headed snakeBookmarked by OmnipotentOne
01 Jan 2025
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teach me the courage of the stars (your light carries endlessly, even in death) by Eternal_Peace_is_Overrated
Fandoms: The Umbrella Academy (TV)
21 Sep 2020
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Wherein Klaus finally gets his happy ending.
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Klaus remembers the first time he met Dave.
He remembers fear closing off his airway; he remembers the harsh rattle of gunfire, the ground trembling with the force of nearby explosives, the throbbing ache that clung to his very bones.
He remembers the confusion and the panic as he was shouted at, dazed and hurting, until a pair of pants was shoved into his hands and a helmet onto his head; he remembers hours of trekking through damp, hot rainforest in pitch darkness, clutching that stupid fucking briefcase to his chest.
He remembers the second time he met him, too, or maybe just the official time.
He remembers clear blue eyes and freckles dotting sun-kissed cheeks; he remembers golden curls plastered against sweat soaked skin, and a warm hand settling firmly in his own, and he remembers “shit’s crazy, I know. Don’t worry, you’ll adjust.”
He remembers a warm, genuine smile, and the way Dave’s hand lingered just a little too long in his own.
Series
- Part 3 of cold bones (that's my love)
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28 Dec 2024