Bright3stStar
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A collection of one shots entirely self indulgent of reader/john silver from Treasure Planet. Requests are gladly accepted as I only have a few ideas, consistent updates are unexpected, I write when I feel like it. I refuse to have Silver do anything romantic or sexual with Jim, Jim is canonically a minor and views Silver as a father figure! If you don’t like, don’t read. Love ya!
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In a rain-soaked Northern England town, two insomniacs find solace in the only light that matters: The one burning in the window across the narrow alleyway.
Bilbo Baggins, a gentle author and bookseller drowning in self-doubt, and Thorin Oakenshield, a brooding carpenter carrying the weight of a failed legacy, have spent months as silent companions in the dark. A 2 AM cigarette. A shared understanding of heavy silence. The comfort of knowing someone else is awake.
But when loneliness finally forces the neighbours to cross those twelve feet of cobblestone, they discover that the line between friendship and something more is as fragile as the sleep they've been chasing.
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30 May 2026
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Screaming crying throwing up this was ADORABLE. I love when people write Bilbo as an author and Thorin was characterized amazingly. The fluff broke me.
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After a concussion, Bruce becomes oddly sweet and affectionate, accidentally revealing his feelings for Clark—while calling him the wrong name and suspecting appliances of treason.
Meanwhile Clark is doing his best to keep his sanity in check, while also caring for a concussed Batman.
What can go wrong?
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15 Jul 2025
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He tried to ignore it. Tried to turn to God, to the Virgin, to any figure above who could tear it out of him that restless desire, that memory of the kiss in the church garden, the heat on his lips, the touch of the other.
But it was useless.
Every time he thought of purity, he remembered Hannibal’s fingers brushing his hand that Sunday. Every time he reached for heaven, he saw Hannibal’s dark eyes watching him with that silence that judged and welcomed all at once.
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12 Jun 2025
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"I mean, I was awkward and skinny and my scars were still fresh and pink. My face was dotted in acne and I wore clothes two sizes too big so that I could look larger than I was. " He looked back at Sirius, voice dropping, "But you, you were my Adonis. Sculpted and perfect and just out of reach."
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Currently working on revising this with a better backstory so I'm not working on this right now :(Bookmarked by Bright3stStar
12 Jun 2025
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