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Forever Yours, Nocturnal Me by gloriousdisco
Fandoms: Kingdom Come: Deliverance (Video Games)
28 Jul 2025
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Hans wanted nothing more than to grab him, hold him, keep him close until the Praguers broke the walls down and took them both into Hell together. He wanted Henry’s face in his hands, to feel his pulse beneath his fingers whilst the man was still alive.
The thought did nothing but scare him into simply watching Henry go.The words in his chest went unsaid, even to himself.
Perhaps that’s how God intended it to be.
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or: hans never confessed at suchdol, and now finds himself torn between his responsibilities to rattay and jitka, and the way his heart beats solely for henry.
(…a lot of yearning and sleepless nights ensue)
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27 Jun 2026
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There was only one Silver Skalitz in Bohemia, and it had already burned to the ground.
It stood to reason that there was only one Henry of Skalitz in the world, too.
No more painful feeling exists than realizing you're in love with a dead man. (Even if you still don't know this particular agony is called love.)
Or: while Hans Capon languishes at Maleshov Fortress, he denies the truth--that Henry was captured, tortured, and killed by Istvan Toth--to himself for as long as he can, until it becomes inescapable.
Set during the canon KCD 2 storyline; spoilers for the Taking French Leave quest.
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- Part 4 of in toto corde meo
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27 Jun 2026
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“Let me get a better look,” Bartosch takes a knee in front of Henry, slotted right between his laxed thighs while he reaches up and takes Henry’s face in his hands. He looks up at the wound and hums contemplatively. “It might need sutures. Fortunately for you, I’m handy with a needle and thread.”
Familiar isn’t the word for this, Hans thinks. This is… more. Much more. It’s tender. Intimate. Like…
Hans feels his face fill with heat while the rest of him goes cold. His feet suddenly feel as though they’re buried in the earth, unable to lift them up—it’s the same sort of trapped, panicked feeling he gets when he’s in small, cramped spaces.
Just what the fuck is going on here?
Or, Hans catches Black Bartosch flirting with Henry and gets jealous.
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18 Jun 2026
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Sworn To Carry Your Sacks, My Lord by ZealouslyQuixotic
Fandoms: Kingdom Come: Deliverance (Video Games)
30 Apr 2025
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A look at Henry and Hans's relationship through the lens of sacks (or: Five times Hans struggles to express his feelings and the one time he succeeds).
“Why?” Hans scoffs. “Because I’m useless? A piece of noble scenery, good for a wedding or a ransom and nothing fucking else. If only I was a blacksmith’s boy, right? Or a Jew. No one would think twice about having me along then. We’d go off on this ridiculous suicide mission, and if I got caught, it wouldn’t fucking matter.”
Henry snorts. “That’s the dumbest thing that’s ever come out of your mouth. And I have a damned long list.” He takes a step forward, eyes liquid in the orange candlelight. “What do you think happens to soldiers in war, my Lord? To the peasants, and the bastards, and the blacksmith’s boys? The ones without blue blood and silver armour?”
“I –” Hans swallows. “I suppose –”
“No one has to worry about them getting ransomed, aye. But that’s because they get fucking killed instead. They get stabbed and gutted. Shot. Beheaded. Hanged.” Henry huffs a breath. Gentles. “I’m sure you’d make a fair corpse, Sir Hans, but I’d rather not test that theory.”Bookmarked by NaeveTheWizard
18 Jun 2026
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Kolaches at the Forge by MarlinGot for borealis
Fandoms: Kingdom Come: Deliverance (Video Games)
14 Mar 2026
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“Who are you?” the newcomer grunts, gaze trailing up and down Hans’ body.
Oh. Now that’s a question he hasn’t heard in… a while.
“You don’t know who I am?” he blurts out, unable to hold his surprise back.
The blacksmith removes a glove and wipes his forehead on the sleeve of a rundown, simple shirt.
“Should I?”
Well, that’s an obvious answer but… Hans takes a look at himself. His clothes are fine, yes, but not leagues more than a wealthy merchant’s, or a noble passing through town. He also hasn’t washed in two days, and his hair must be an incomprehensible mess. He will count himself lucky if he doesn’t have straw stuck in there.
“Uh…”
Only then does he notice just how clear the blacksmith’s eyes are. They blink, without ever moving away from Hans, awaiting an answer.
He doesn’t know what possesses him to say:
“I’m Hans.”--
There is a new blacksmith in Rattay and Hans Capon, having deserted his duties as a lord, has nothing better to do than bother him, watch him work and feed him kolaches, in no particular order. If he pretends to be a filthy commoner while he does so, and Henry buys it, it shall not be used as any measure of either their intelligence.
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