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England cannot count the number of times he and France have fallen into bed after battles, angry and biting and clawing and snapping. France is a destructive tendency himself, composed of a million of them - smoke and wine and sex. Somehow, when he puts his hands on England’s waist, it does not burn away the anger anymore. Somewhere along the way, maybe in the trenches or maybe afterwards, in that dark little room in Paris, France’s kisses turned sweet again, gentle along the lines of England’s jaw, his neck, his arms.
Or - France and England, 1066 to 1994.
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20 Jun 2024
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guys i dont think you understand this is the fruk bible
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"I’m in love, Mattie.”
“You’re at war."
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Alfred has been in love with Ivan since the very beginning.
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Bookmarked by vavldio
21 Oct 2023
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ive reread this countless times, so beautiful
“I think you have a bias,” Matthew says.
“No,” Alfred says, pausing to look over his shoulder at Matthew, “I think I’m the only one who looked at him without one.”