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The Stag and the Hound by guysarestripping
Fandoms: Kingdom Come: Deliverance (Video Games)
20 Feb 2025
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In Bohemia’s heart, two men beg the wolves mistake their moans for psalms and don’t sing their names to God.
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- Part 1 of Aurescere
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- English
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Bookmarked by bomberdonk
31 Mar 2025
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Exit Light by Dragonflies_and_Katydids
Fandoms: Dragon Age - All Media Types, Dragon Age: Inquisition
03 Jun 2015
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Cullen struggles with his lyrium addiction. Some days are better than others.
Or (if you prefer a silly summary for a not-so-silly fic): In which Cullen is suicidally depressed, Dorian is a high-functioning alcoholic, and Bull just wants them both to be happy, except when he wants to crack their heads together for being emotionally stunted idiots.
Spoilers galore, particularly for Cullen's, Dorian's, and Bull's personal quests.
(There's a prologue here if you want to start with it, but since the prologue was written after this story was finished, skipping it won't affect whether this one makes sense.)
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- Part 1 of Dawn
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Bookmarked by bomberdonk
28 Oct 2024
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Off Label by Dragonflies_and_Katydids
Fandom Dragon Age - All Media Types, Dragon Age: Origins
07 Sep 2017
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Alistair has spent his whole life hating himself for the things he wants. Zevran is just looking for a fun way to pass the time. What could possibly go wrong when someone who has no experience with sex gets into a D/s relationship with someone who has no experience with healthy relationships?
Or: Alistair and Zevran serve as a case study on how to do (almost) everything wrong but still end up in the right place (eventually).
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Bookmarked by bomberdonk
19 Oct 2024
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'It hadn’t started with the withdrawal, of course. If conscious desire was something Cullen had lost at Kinloch Hold, and for all the years between, his physical capability had been a slower casualty, unnoticed and unmourned at first, to the lyrium. And even after the fear was done, after he could look at a woman or man - even a mage - and find his mind lingering on their skin (its dips and hollows, and the ways he might make them gasp) it seemed his cock was still disinclined to participate.
It was bearable, though: lonely and cold, but no more than he deserved. Sometimes he thought of the rows of Tranquil Meredith had branded in Kirkwall, and that in this small way, he was one of many, partaking in the consequences of his own sins.
It was bearable, until Dorian.'
Bookmarked by bomberdonk
07 Oct 2024