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She That Thou Knowest Thine by ducks_and_neetle_teetles
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
25 Jul 2023
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Gideon and Harrow are university students who end up, to their great disgust, cast in the same Shakespeare play.
When Dulcinea Septimus, aspiring director, asks Gideon Nav if she wants to audition for Hamlet - the play she’s directing - Gideon says yes with no hesitation. Unfortunately, Gideon’s rival since childhood, Harrowhark Nonagesimus has been cast as the titular character. This would have been fine, if Gideon hadn’t been cast as Horatio, Hamlet’s best friend.
Forced to get along until show week, or at least not kill each other in the rehearsal room, Gideon and Harrow must try to make amends. And in doing so, they realise that Dulcinea may have not made a bad decision in casting them together after all.
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The Furnace of You by Cypseloides
Fandom: The Locked Tomb Trilogy | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
06 Jul 2021
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trapped in amber by bigstupidjellyfish
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Trilogy | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
20 Oct 2020
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"Harrow," finally, Gideon's throat was able to form words, though her brain still lagged, and she didn't know what sort of words should have been used in this moment, because what do you even say when you have a hand full of the Reverend Daughter's tits? Gideon had no fucking idea.
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for better, for worse by mutterandmumble
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Trilogy | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
22 Mar 2021
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There is, however, a slight complication: Harrow is compromised. If she were to dial back the repression and do a little soul-searching, she might even say that she’s in love. She’s in love with Gideon Nav and it’s the sort of love that’s like a shot to the heart, like the burst of adrenaline needed to lift a car from the curb, like the bright shock of coffee spilled over her hand; it’s the sort of love that drives a person to the ends of the earth, or else- barring the need for anything a little more drastic- the Wendy’s down the street at two in the morning.
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edit: this has the great honor of being the 1000th wenclair fic posted to ao3 <3
the one where wednesday is basically just a cat in human form
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The next time something shows up on Enid’s side of the room, she stifles a scream.
Because it’s a necklace, sure. And it’s pretty, sure.
But it also has a spider inside it.