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where our boundaries were thinnest by suitablyskippy for thesunsaid
Fandoms: We Have Always Lived in the Castle - Shirley Jackson
18 Dec 2018
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“There can’t be anyone else,” I said. “There isn’t anyone else. No one else exists except you and me and Uncle Julian and Jonas; all the rest of them are dead and only pretending to be alive. If you married a husband he would be dead and you would bring a dead man into our home, so you can’t.”
(There was nothing a husband could do for Constance that I couldn’t, except take her name away from her and give her a baby.)
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01 Sep 2025
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In Pursuit by Queerdinary
Fandoms: World of Warcraft, Sir Gawayn and þe Grene Knyȝt | Gawain and the Green Knight - Anonymous | Gawain Poet
04 Oct 2025
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The baying of hounds.
Closer this time. Much too close.
Panic thrummed in her ears. She wasn’t sure what she feared more; the vicious teeth, the hunters, or the mob behind.
She ripped herself free, charged again headlong into the dark.
You only have to reach the line, they won't cross the line.
“You have nowhere left to run witch!” Calia- once a friend, a sister- “And when I catch you my hounds will glut upon on your heart!”A Drust/fae AU
Heavily cannon divergent.Series
- Part 1 of The Woods are Dark and Deep
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20 May 2025
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Bad Apple by LavenderJam
Fandoms: His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman, His Dark Materials (TV), The Book of Dust - Philip Pullman
16 Dec 2022
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Lyra had chosen the book quickly, not because she didn’t care about that evening’s story, but because she loved to lie in Mother’s blankets and watch as Mother rubbed away her layers of paint and metal; as she revealed the woman who was only Lyra’s mother beneath. Then came the silk pajamas, the lavender pillow mist, the twin mugs of hot chocolatl. The story, read aloud in French, their secret language in the heart of London. The forgotten prayer, even though both Lyra’s schoolteachers and their priest said that praying before rest was a necessity. The lights turned out, Mother’s arms opened, Pantalaimon and Mother’s dæmon sitting sentinel at their feet. Mother’s arms were Lyra’s favourite place to sleep in all the world; as a young girl, she’d hoped that she’d always be allowed to snooze in that warm, safe embrace, the smell of Mother’s potions and perfumes perfusing her dreams forever.
Such was the way of Lyra Coulter’s little life. (Marisa raises Lyra herself.)
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12 May 2025
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At the end of the world, a woman walks into a bar.
Stop me if you've heard this one before.
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10 May 2025
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The woman cants a curious head and has the audacity to grin, “Funny way of saying thank you.”
“I’ll give no thanks to a Selûnite!”
“Ah,” The woman taps the side of her nose and nods to some silent thing not spoken, “you picked up on that quickly. Congrats to your dark mistress for raising such a gifted war dog.”
A Selûnite Paladin and a Shar Cleric
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