grabmotte
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The Bounty Killer in His Natural State by grabmotte
Fandoms: Per qualche dollaro in più | For a Few Dollars More (1965)
30 Dec 2025
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For quite some time now, Mortimer has wanted a picture of Manco that he can take with him whenever he travels back East.
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Gun Swap by Trifoliate-Undergrowth (Trefoil_9) for erzi
Fandoms: Per qualche dollaro in più | For a Few Dollars More (1965)
24 Dec 2025
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As the night progressed, one drink turned into several. The boy showed no desire to leave, and Mortimer certainly wasn’t going to kick him out.
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02 Jan 2026
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All Gil wanted was a normal night in town. No business. No drama. No nonsense. Nothing. But then again, did anything ever go to plan?
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30 Apr 2025
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i caught you staring at the sun by ineedsomecyanide
Fandoms: Per qualche dollaro in più | For a Few Dollars More (1965)
08 Dec 2020
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It wasn’t easy settling in just one place after a life spent chasing gunslingers and bandits, never knowing if this was your last night on Earth. Not that he ever cared that much, it was part of the job.
He started caring a little bit more when he met Douglas. He still wanted to see a couple of sunsets with him, you know.After defeating El Indio and his men, Manco finally bought his ranch and settled down.
But sometimes home isn't a place, but a feeling, and Manco feels like something is missing...Bookmarked by grabmotte
22 Apr 2025
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Touches by piccadillyblues
Fandoms: Per qualche dollaro in più | For a Few Dollars More (1965), Per un pugno di dollari | A Fistful of Dollars (1964)
20 Feb 2023
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“You could say something happened that made my gun hand very precious to me.”
Bookmarked by grabmotte
20 Apr 2025
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For a moment, he and Favor look at one another, each one swaying in his own fog, the saloon still rolling above them in the air, and Favor has no idea who cracks first, but the next thing he’s aware of, they’re leaning together, cackling with laughter. All of the other nonsense they have to contend with on the drive, but here they are, so overbearingly, pleasantly drunk Favor isn’t even thinking of the morning now, not at all, with Rowdy’s shoulder pressing against his.
Rowdy leans so heavily they list, off-balance, boots slipping in the mud. Favor manages to grab Rowdy’s vest and the wall, and Rowdy’s arm loops over Favor’s shoulder. They’re laughing as they regain their balance, a knot of limbs. They’re laughing as the world reasserts itself the proper manner. Favor can feel Rowdy laughing as his hand drags down Rowdy’s chest, can feel the cords of muscle in Rowdy’s arm as it tightens, a thumb at the top of his shirt, the nape of his neck, Rowdy’s other arm coming up in his periphery, and then they’re no longer laughing because Rowdy’s mouth is over Favor’s and the world isn’t spinning anymore.
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27 Mar 2025