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all our nights taste like gold by igneousbitch
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
21 Feb 2022
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I [24F] call my best friend [23F] every pet name under the sun, and she’s only called me “darling” once when we were having makeup sex on her couch after this huge fight because she insisted on climbing to the top of this fucked up lighthouse and nearly broke her ass on a stair. Anyway, I’ve been trying to get her to say it again via sexual favours, chivalry, cooking, being generally hot and charming etc etc but none of it is working. (To be clear, the sex and cooking with her make me happy. It’s not like I’m just doing it so she calls me names.) Any advice appreciated. Thanks!
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(Unsolved AU Gideon and Harrow get up to some shenanigans.)
(Or: Brief “who ya gonna call” scenes that fit together in some capacity. Consider the loose main premise to be Gideon’s mission to get Harrow to call her “darling” again. Consider also that the author is unhinged, and that the stronger thread that binds these chapters together is Yearning and vague plot.)
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15 Feb 2023
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They stay that way for a long time, Catra’s face tucked into Adora’s shoulder, Adora gently cradling Catra’s head. Adora is careful not to hug Catra too hard or make her feel restrained, anticipating the moment that Catra will start to pull away — but Catra doesn’t. She hangs on so tightly it hurts, her claws digging through Adora’s jacket and into her back, latching into her like she did when she was a kitten and didn’t know how much her claws could hurt. Adora tries not to wince, tries not to move a single muscle, worried that if she does the spell will break and Catra will struggle away, appalled at having shown weakness.
But Catra doesn’t let go. And so neither does Adora.
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08 Feb 2023
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...and a partridge in a pear tree by strangehunger
Fandoms: Gideon the Ninth - Tamsyn Muir
04 Feb 2020
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“Gideon,” said Palamedes with the patience of a saint, “the rules are the rules. It wouldn’t be fair if I changed them just for you. In a well ordered society—
“It’s not a well ordered society.” Gideon knew where that was going, and she certainly didn’t have the time. She slapped a slip of paper onto the counter and said, “It’s secret santa.”
And there lay the source of all of her problems: handwritten in a script so neat and precise it could have been printed, Harrowhark Nonagesimus. And everyone knew that Gideon and Harrow hated each other.
So what if they had started taking smoke breaks together? So what if Harrow had helped her fold shirts just last week, in a store she didn’t even work in? So what if Harrow had laughed as the two of them did Jagerbombs at Palamedes’ Halloween party, the glint of her fake fangs flashing invitingly in the orange party lights? They hated each other. The two of them would both work in the mall until one of them inevitably strangled the other with her bare hands, and Gideon wouldn’t have it any other way.
Except that lately, Gideon had started to like Harrow.
Which made that slip of paper a fucking problem.
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