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NOLI ME TANGERE: IKAW ANG PATUTUNGUHAN by acerfinalboss
Fandoms: Noli Me Tangere & Related Works - José Rizal, Ibong Adarna - Anonymous, Florante at Laura - Francisco Balagtas
12 Jun 2026
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Elias propped open Crisostomo’s bedroom window, hauling the latter inside. It was a little past 2am, and the boys had returned from a party held by Sinang. Both of them were drunk—it was more obvious on Crisostomo—but Elias had been deemed the “more sober one” a few hours earlier.
“Mariiiiaaaaaaaa...“
“Shh, you’re being so loud! I’m not M—!“
Elias’ train of thought was completely cut off as Crisostomo’s lips landed on his. There was absolutely no way this was happening. It hadn’t even registered in his mind before the other boy went in for another, and another, and another..
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13 Jun 2026
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We Are Magpies by alezander for juneedes
Fandoms: Noli Me Tangere & Related Works - José Rizal
10 Jun 2021
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When Ibarra woke up that morning to find Elias holding him tightly, the pilot's broad chest against his back, the youth wasn't even surprised anymore. With a sharp inhale, he pried the strong arms from himself so he could get up. But the sleeping Elias was not going to lose his Ibarra-pillow and his hands immediately latched onto the youth's waist, pulling the man back.
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04 Jun 2026
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we rise and we fall and we break by placidings
Fandoms: Noli Me Tangere & Related Works - José Rizal
16 May 2018
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In which Elias does not make it to prom night, Crisostomo is agitated, and Maria is left to handle what's left of the mess.
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Crisostomo had to say it. He would never have the chance again, for if he waited until the sun rose and he had to look into Elias's eyes as he did so, watching him leave right after would break him.
The calm before the storm of January '70.
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21 May 2026
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my picture, stained red by marshyari
Fandoms: Noli Me Tangere & Related Works - José Rizal, El Filibusterismo, El Nolibusterismo
03 Oct 2025
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“So you’re dead,” he deadpanned.
Ibarra shot him a sinister smirk. "That’s for you to decide."
“Where are you really?” he asked, his mind trying to make sense of it all.
Ibarra laughed, leaning forward. His chin rested on his knees, leaving him curled into a ball. “Didn’t I say I couldn’t tell you already?”
Elias had only ever loved two people.
One pushed forward by the promise of freedom; the other, bound by his allegiance, and a promise written in the footnotes of a sepia photograph.
Loss, Elias learns, is the price of revolution—but when the pavements bleed red, he wonders if it's at too great a cost.
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08 May 2026