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**Chapter 4 now posted.**
‘Stop with me ... Sleep the night with me. I know a place’ (Maurice, Chapter 43).
An ongoing work in progress exploring Maurice and Alec’s complex, turbulent night together at a London hotel following their crisis at the British Museum, 25–26 August 1913, Bloomsbury, London WC1. Chapters posted to date can be read as standalones.
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03 Jan 2026
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Crackle and Burn, or Thursday Night and Friday Morning by 12XU
Fandoms: Maurice (1987), Maurice - E. M. Forster
29 Dec 2011
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The Russet Room, Pendersleigh Park, Wiltshire, night of 13–14 August 1913.
'It seems rather strange.' Words that had seemed to refer to Scudder’s plan to emigrate to the Argentine suddenly took on a new meaning, like a secret code that Maurice had failed to crack until now. Yes, it was strange – and uncanny: this inadmissable, overpowering attraction between them; Scudder suddenly in Maurice’s bed; the strange alchemy of their bodies together.
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30 Dec 2025
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“I’m not certain if I should find myself flattered or concerned by what you say, Dorian. You do play so roughly with your things.”
“Interesting,” Dorian says, and presses the side of himself against Henry, his head rested on the curve of Henry’s shoulder. “I remember once Basil saying the same about you.”
or; the de-virginizing of one Dorian Gray. And its subsequent realisations.
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- Part 2 of Persephone & Aphrodite & Hades
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10 Nov 2025
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A Touch of Friendly Competition by pockyhucks
Fandoms: The Picture of Dorian Gray - Oscar Wilde
20 Dec 2023
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“Oh, have I told you this story already?” Henry asks with a grin. Basil flushes a similar, though no less appealing shade as Dorian. “I’ve other stories as well—ones I’m sure you’d be more interested in, Basil, though I don’t know that they’d answer Dorian’s question.”
“I want to know,” Dorian says, climbing closer, catching Henry’s attention by pulling himself partway into Henry’s lap, pushed up into his face, a warm hand sitting high on Henry’s thigh. “Whatever you’ll tell me, I want to know.”
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- Part 1 of Persephone & Aphrodite & Hades
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10 Nov 2025
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"I think I might have given you the wrong impression," Wyll said, smile sheepish, "I don't, ah, expect you to do anything in return. For me."
There was silence again for a long, awkward moment. For once Astarion was glad to be dead, at least there would be no visible sign of humiliation on his face. All his life he'd been told he was good for one thing only, but the past few tendays had made it abundantly clear that maybe he wasn't good for even that much. He should be relieved that Wyll didn't want to fuck him, but instead he felt only a vertiginous uncertainty.
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Astarion doesn't know what Wyll could possibly see in him besides the obvious. Wyll shows him.Bookmarked by czernysghost
24 Jun 2025