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    Tony is on a quest to break the curse on his heart when he stumbles across two Witchers encased in ice. It's a sad tale - until Tony realizes they're still alive. He can't leave them there, not when they'll only wake up with true love's kiss.

    For who could ever love a Witcher?

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    06 Sep 2021

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    Illya looked the stranger over and dropped his hand down under the table, keeping it loose over his coin pouch.

    The stranger noticed—he smiled. “You’re quick to judge a man.” He had an accent that Illya couldn’t place.

    “Am I wrong?” Illya shot back.

    “It’s a long way from Amell,” said the stranger, correctly placing Illya’s accent. He reached across the table with a palm. “Napoleon.”

    Illya kept his hands to himself. “What do you want?”

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    31 Aug 2021

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    Death touches everyone but it’s reached into them more intimately than most. Neither can go back to the way things were, there is no forward momentum that they can register. Still, they put themselves back together in increments.

    Or the one where Superman finds a boy crawling out of his grave a little too soon after he’s done it himself.

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    13 Aug 2021

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    In the first month of being co-opted into working with Illya Kuryakin full time at U.N.C.L.E., Napoleon stole Illya’s father’s watch four times, twice out of spite, once out of drunken curiosity, and once out of sheer boredom. After the fourth time, Gaby sprained one of Napoleon’s fingers and threatened to do worse if he did it again.

    “You are not a spy,” she told him firmly, dangling the watch out of reach as Napoleon curled in a wincing, fetal position on his Le Corbusier couch in his upstate apartment. “You are a thief with the self-control of a child. Now give me back my ring.”

    “What ring?” Napoleon asked innocently, even through the pain.

    “How fond are you of your nose?” Gaby shot back blandly.

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    03 Jul 2021

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    “This is your next target,” Merlin said into Harry’s earpiece, as Harry leaned forward to look at his laptop screen.

    It blacked out, for a moment, then a clip out of some interview began to play. The video was in black and white, crisply and tightly shot, its subject a young man shown seated from the waist up, against a pale gray background, grinning at the camera. He was probably in his mid twenties, dressed down in a black leather jacket over a pale t-shirt, loose over denim jeans, his hair long enough to feather slightly over his forehead, a hint of stubble over his chin. He was also, quite possibly, the most beautiful young man Harry had ever seen, and disturbingly… familiar, somehow.

    As the young man laughed noiselessly at the camera, elegant serif type faded over the lower third of the screen: Gary Unwin, by Vanity Fair. Harry blinked, and studied the young man’s pretty face more closely, the crinkling around his eyes, the joyous curl to his mouth, the way he sat, relaxed yet alert, like a hunting hound, waiting to come to heel.

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    01 Jul 2021