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This fic is for DeLaPa, challenge of Panelinha da Laranjada, a group that can be found here: https://www.facebook.com/groups/671208422988682/ The challenge was to create a fic based on an existing title, as long as it wasn't fanfic of the story with that title. I took The Divine Comedy, and, as I'm into the cult(-q) I decided to use the title in the original, Divina Commedia. How revolutionary I am. The story belongs to me, and I have lawyer friends to get me out of jail after I look like a plagiarist. Kisses. My first Yuri, I'm proud of myself for being this big, at the same time I'm: nooooouuuuuussaaaaa The posts will be scheduled because I'm traveling this weekend. It hasn't been betated yet.
Statistiques de l'histoire
Fiche technique & mises à jour
Première publication
24 de março de 2016
Dernière mise à jour
27 de março de 2016
Statut éditorial
En cours
Langue
Português (Brasil)
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