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  1. Public Bookmark 15

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    "Jonah's numbers went up because of what he said. That thing about having a boyfriend.”

    The needle pushed up through Dan’s stomach and into his chest cavity. “You’re shitting me.”

    A fake-dating fic without shame. Spoilers through Season 5.

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    12 Apr 2017

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    It all started because the phone sex was just making things worse.

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    19 Mar 2017

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    “You don’t write, you don’t call,” an annoyingly familiar voice drawled from behind Illya, “and whenever we actually do meet, you try to kill me. You’ll hurt my feelings, sweetheart.”

    Illya pivoted, a snarl curling at his lips. Napoleon stood close to the roof vent, in his current chosen form: a fairly tall human male, handsome and broad-shouldered, with slicked dark hair and a lazy, beckoning smile, dressed in a sharply fashionable suit tapered down at his hips, so dark that the fabric seemed to ripple against the night sky, like an angular gash in prime reality.

    Napoleon sighed as Illya lunged, sidestepping at the last moment, then the air distorted as Illya snapped the haft of the spear around, catching nothing. Napoleon reappeared on the edge of the building, balancing on his heels; from his shoulders unfurled great, ink-dark wings that were as empty as his suit against the sky, neither feathers nor furled leather. His gaze lingered over Illya’s wings, a look of pure avarice.

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    21 Jan 2017

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    Enjolras was an ice-maiden. Enjolras was a Valkyrie who rode through grey skies and never looked at the ground. She ran Les ABC with an iron fist, but as far as Grantaire knew, she lived like a nun; in a small circle full of incestuous hook-ups and girlfriend-swapping, she was an island without bridges, an ivory tower without a door.

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    23 Dec 2016

  5. Public Bookmark 6

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    Donovan had one lover and she lived in his veins.

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    8 Nov 2016