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You can call me whatever you like by Vane_vica
Fandoms: La sociedad de la nieve | Society of the Snow (2023)
27 Jun 2024
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If anyone asked Daniel how he got there in the first place, he would most definitely blame his alpha cousins. He wasn't interested in rugby per se. Which is why, do pray tell, why did he decide to go with his cousins to a rugby practice?
He shouldn't have been there, but he was, and now he must deal with a handsome, arrogant alpha with bewitching brown eyes."The pleasure is mine, pretty boy, my name is Antonio Vizintín." Antonio brought his hand to his mouth and left a kiss on the back of it. All of this without breaking eye contact. "The others call me Tintín. But you can call me whatever you like, sweetheart."
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Max finds parties predictable and tiresome. All he wants is a moment of quiet during a Monaco soirée. Instead, in a dim hallway, he stumbles upon a beautiful bartender named Charles Leclerc being harassed. Max intervenes, not out of habit, but because of a strange, compelling pull. The rescued Charles offers a very… specific form of gratitude. Max, usually all about control, finds his logic overridden by a pair of captivating green eyes. This is not how his night was supposed to go. At all.
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07 Jul 2026
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Charles opens the door in his work out shorts and giant hoodie, half of his hair smooshed to the side of his head while the other sticks straight up. He's frantically trying to smooth it with one hand as he swings the door wide with the other, but gets distracted by Max standing there, red-cheeked and trying to pretend he isn’t panting.
The cloud of rainpancakesearthsyrup floods into his apartment, making Charles blink dazedly. It’s so fucking good. He can’t help but gasp a bit, surprised.
Max takes a final deep, almost heaving breath and shoots his arm out straight in front of him, a dark blue hoodie clenched in his fist. “Here.”
Charles doesn’t reach for it. He eyes Max, the sheen of sweat along his hairline, the fit of his relatively but not egregiously skinny jeans.
“Did you—did you run here?”
Max grimaces a little, then shrugs. “Brought this for you.”
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Charles has spent the last 28 years highly sensitive to smell, usually to the detriment of his own well-being. So what if Max’s presence—and scent—have always helped with that?
So what if this is the year Max finally notices?
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05 Jul 2026
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After the accident, Charles only has one goal: get back in the car and restore Ferrari’s glory. Everything else—feelings, people, and especially vacations—is just a distraction. So when Fred ships him off to a remote island for some “mandatory relaxation time,” Charles is ready to hate every second of it.
Especially when he meets him.
With ocean-blue eyes, a laugh that lingers, and a smirk that gets on every last one of his nerves, Charles’ local guide is a walking complication. He’s sunshine, infuriatingly persistent, and far too easy on the eyes.
Charles came to the island to heal his body, not lose focus. But sometimes, the road to recovery leads you somewhere you don't expect.
Or, Max is a sex worker and thinks his stuck up guest needs to learn to relax.
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04 Jul 2026
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Charles had developed a problem.
Nothing serious or life altering. Not even a particularly inconvenient one. Just a problem in the sense that every weekday at exactly ten-thirty in the morning, he found himself looking for the same man.
It had all started innocently enough, like most fixations.
The route along the waterfront was one of his favorites. It was just long enough to get his clients some good exercise, but not too long that it dragged and made the day miserable. The path curved past a small park overlooking the harbor, where tourists sat on benches with overpriced coffee and locals pretended not to notice the yachts. It was scenic, usually quiet, and most importantly, every dog in Monaco seemed to love it.
The tattoo shop had been an afterthought.
Mostly.
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02 Jul 2026
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Charles Leclerc is a brilliant Healer and Researcher. He’s dedicated his entire healing career so far to memories- How they can be preserved, how to heal the damage left behind by them, and understanding exactly how they make a witch or wizard who they are. It’s a branch of magic that’s near impossible to understand for most people in the magical community. Somehow, Charles makes it look easy.
Of course, Charles now has three problems.
First, someone has broken into his top secret, highly secure and heavily warded research lab at St Mungo’s.
Second, it’s made very clear to him that the work he’s doing around memory magic might just be valuable enough to some less than savoury characters.
And finally, his Ministry appointed bodyguard also happens to be his ex boyfriend, who ghosted him after they both graduated from Hogwarts, who he hasn’t seen for five years, and has been living his best life as the perfect pureblood heir. Without Charles, which was simply unacceptable.
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02 Jul 2026