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fold this loosing hand by ValiantBarnes (Cimila) for Susurrative
Fandoms: Ready or Not (2019)
10 Aug 2025
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When she turns thirteen, Grace tries to make a deal with the devil.
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17 Aug 2025
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Most people spend the days after their wedding blissfully in love, maybe on a beach somewhere, reliving their best memories from the blessed day. Grace spends the aftermath of hers in hospital, and the most reliving she gets are the trauma-induced nightmares of her beloved husband and his family trying to brutally murder her to satisfy the literal devil.
Then her dead husband’s dead brother comes back to life, and things get even more complicated. Maybe she should write a self-help book.
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13 Aug 2025
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All stories have a beginning. This is one of them: the diary, the girl, the quill dipped in ink.
Don’t trust a magical object if you can’t see where it keeps its brain, Arthur would admonish months later, but Ginny had grown up in a house crammed with unknown magic, had no memory of a life separate from talking mirrors and singing teapots and the tinny complaints of Great-Uncle Alfie’s chess set. She was just turned eleven years old, and she wanted a friend. Was this to be her crime?
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12 Aug 2025
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Eddie squints into the bright sunlight flooding the kitchen. He’s eating a bowl of lucky charms that taste like chemicals and fake sugar and he’s not even sure he’s going to make it to the end of the first mouthful. The texture is grainy and artificially chewy and Eddie is sure he used to like these.
Steve, the guy in Eddie’s house, sits himself opposite with neat little piles of scrambled eggs and cut fruit on his plate. He looks at Eddie, gets up again, pulls the blind just far enough that Eddie’s eyes are shaded, and then comes back to his breakfast.
“Can I get you anything?”
“You can get the fuck out of my house,” Eddie replies. But there’s no bite. No meaning. No energy. No anything behind the words. He’s so fucking tired and so done with it all.
Steve carries on like Eddie hasn’t spoken, and eats his breakfast.
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06 Jul 2025
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Later, he’ll wonder why he even bothers to talk to the bat. It’s not as if it can understand him. But it’s comforting, he thinks, to hear someone assuring you that everything will be okay even when you’re moments away from death. Sometimes, hope is the only difference between holding on and letting go.
And the bat? It holds on.
After the ground opens up and Vecna disappears, the last thing that Steve Harrington needs is an injured bat on his doorstep. Apparently, that won't stop him from doing everything in his power to keep it alive. And if the bat reminds him of a certain someone, then that's just his mind playing tricks on him... right?
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