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Snape’s brow sinks low over his eyes. “Why.”
“Wh—?” Potter blinks twice then groans aloud. “What do you mean, ‘why?’” he says, snorting an incredulous laugh. “God’s sake, Snape, have you never got a gift before?”
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Harry's been giving Snape gifts, each more thoughtful and precious than the last. It takes Snape 22,000 words to figure out why.
Featuring art by the astoundingly talented PinaNaponi!
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30 Apr 2026
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Jim and Spock crash-land on a deserted planet. Due to an approaching ion storm, the Enterprise cannot be reached which makes rescue impossible for a few days. Spock’s irritable mood, general strangeness and fever are soon explained when Jim finds out that besides food and shelter, apparently he also needs to find a willing mate for his First Officer, so no one dies.
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19 Jan 2025
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Hitting the Water at Sixty Miles an Hour by what_alchemy for ghoulkitten, peevee, ohgodyescake
Fandoms: Sherlock (TV)
28 May 2013
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“You love your mother, Sherlock?”
John watched the muscles in Sherlock’s jaw jump. He nodded in one sharp jerk.
“Then we’re going to her party and making her happy.” John let out a resigned sigh. “As a ruddy couple, you bastard.”
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28 Sep 2024
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John says "I love you." Sherlock is confused. More data is needed.
The first time John says it, he’s furious, left hand clenching and unclenching, smiling that vicious little smile. That smile is a weapon and it thrills Sherlock – except, for some reason, when it’s directed at him. Sherlock’s sitting on the closed lid of the toilet, bare chested, the side of his body a long line of blossoming blue and black blood below pale skin.
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25 Feb 2024
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He passes a hand over his face and takes a few seconds to silently, pointlessly curse the Dark Lord, himself, and the wretchedness of magic for burdening him with something so fantastic and absurd as true love for Harry Potter.
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07 Jan 2024