The D. I.'s Daughter
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Dal Segno al Coda by Drusilla_951 for Mud_Lark, evilhagwoman, Creya, Pink_Dalek, CuriousNymph, JustATinyTurtle
Fandoms: Endeavour (TV)
22 Sep 2019
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A what-if retelling of the Wessex Bank Heist from Joan’s POV... with an alternate aftermath.
The meaning of Dal Segno al Coda is explained on Wikipedia.
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- Part 1 of The D. I.'s Daughter
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(Late) Summer of Love by Drusilla_951 for AstridContraMundum, Mud_Lark
Fandoms: Endeavour (TV)
25 Mar 2020
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September 1967. Joan is now dating Morse. But the world—and themselves—may be conspiring against any lasting happiness.
An AU retelling of Harvest from Joan’s POV. Sequel to Dal Segno al Coda, please read it first (or read the spoilers in the Author’s Notes!)
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- Part 2 of The D. I.'s Daughter
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May 1968. When an unexpected visitor falls dead at Joan’s feet, and a priceless fragment of a lost eighteenth-century score is recovered, will Endeavour and Joan’s wedding plans be thwarted? An original case fic.
Sequel to Dal Segno al Coda and (Late) Summer of Love, but you don’t have to read them first! (Read the spoilers in the Author’s Note!)Series
- Part 3 of The D. I.'s Daughter
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An Arrangement of Colours and Lines by Drusilla_951 for EAU1636, human_dreamer_etcetera, partsguy
Fandoms: Endeavour (TV)
02 Mar 2021
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1970. What would happen if Morse were married when Ludo first met him? A tongue-in-cheek what-if set during Oracle.
You don’t have to read the previous instalments to enjoy this story.Series
- Part 4 of The D. I.'s Daughter
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1972. An AU twist on the Dream Scene in Exeunt. Not much of a plot, but some introspection!
She stands in a semi-darkness interspersed with flashes of light. The slow motion of the glitterball suspended high above her head casts an undulating white mandorla around her. Silvery slivers adorn the lace on her neckline, caress her hands, encasing in white fire the diamond on her finger.
She stands there as if alone while silhouettes shrouded in darkness, tearing themselves apart in the frenzy of their dancing, surround her. The beat is loud, the singing voice indeterminable, the song and its lyric of no importance.She stands by herself, cloaked in the light emanating from her white dress, flared sleeves flowing around her slim wrists, lace the only ornament of the simple design, her head bare, her flowing dark locks framing a face of attentive serenity.
She stands, a lone pillar of light in the chaos of his life.
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- Part 5 of The D. I.'s Daughter