4 Works by kiew
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To Love is to Burn by kiew
Fandoms: Red White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston, Red White & Royal Blue (2023)
28 Jun 2024
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It’s reckless to want things, and Henry’s out of practice. Or, more truthfully, he doesn't typically allow himself to flirt with that particular danger.
But this want is far from typical; it started as a glowing heat in his chest, ignited by his first encounter with the warmth that is Alexander Claremont-Diaz. Henry became accustomed to keeping the smoulder under control in the years since, but being permitted to know Alex in the intimate ways he hadn't dared hope for has stoked his longing for more.
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Or, Henry gets in his head on the way to the lake house.
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Do You Not Know? by kiew
Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings (Movies), The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien
09 Mar 2021
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“And how long will that last? You can't just coddle me forever. You’ll tire of me eventually...” Frodo trailed off when the lump formed in his throat.
“I won't.”
Frodo looked back up at Sam, and the earnestness in those eyes just made the lump grow. “How are you so sure?”
Sam hesitated, and his shoulders slumped but he didn't look away. “Do you not know?”
That made Frodo pause, and his heart sped up. “Know what?”
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The need to check Thorin’s breathing was one he still battled with. Regardless of what he was doing, he’d catch himself glancing over and looking for the reassuring signs that Thorin really was alive. Like If he looked away for too long he'd be back on Ravenhill watching what he thought to be the dwarf’s last breaths.
Or: Thorin heals and Bilbo lingers.
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“I can see the Shire." His eyes focused as if he were truly there, and his heart warmed. “The Brandywine River... Bag End… Gandalf’s fireworks... the lights… the party tree.” A smile spread across his face with each image, and the splits in his lips barely hurt.
“Bag End's garden.” Sam spoke with a cracked voice. Frodo's smile stretched further. “The smell in the air of full bloom. All your favorites, just how you like ‘em best.” Frodo let his eyes fall shut. He could almost smell it on the harsh wind whipping insistently around them.
“I need you to know something, Mister Frodo.”
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Or, a fix-it for when Sam randomly says he wants to marry Rosie.