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Raising Hell by LavenderJam
Fandoms: His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman, His Dark Materials (TV), The Book of Dust - Philip Pullman
08 Aug 2021
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She frowned. “Mother always tells me that I’m not ladylike at all.”
“And what do I always tell you?”
“That being ladylike is for vapid women who lack ambition,” she parroted.
“Exactly,” Father said. Lyra grinned, and Pantalaimon became a coral snake on her shoulder, his belly an electric blue and his head a fiery orange, like the tip of a match. “And while your mother may pretend well,” Father continued, the corner of his lip quirking up, “don’t forget that she’s no lady either.” He turned back to his book. “Now run along.”
(The world in which Marisa and Asriel choose each other in the wake of the murder, take Lyra, and run.)
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Folklore by LavenderJam
Fandoms: His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman, His Dark Materials (TV)
05 Dec 2020
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The Master swallowed. “Lyra’s mother is here.”
Asriel’s eyes widened, anger spreading across his face like thick, black petroleum polluting a lake. “What?” he said, leaning forward and banging his fist against the dark mahogany of the desk. “I ordered you to keep that woman away from Lyra. I expressly forbade it. How dare you let her come here?”
“She was very upset, Asriel,” the Master said, his expression pained.
“Oh, I’m sure she was,” he snapped. Stelmaria had stood at the news: now her tail was erect, her ears pricked up, her eyes bright and wild and sparkling.
(When Lyra is six years old, Marisa sneaks a visit with her at Jordan. Asriel catches her in the act.)
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Force of Nature by LavenderJam
Fandoms: His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman, His Dark Materials (TV)
13 Mar 2021
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“This is ridiculous,” she muttered. “A spattering of rain and the city shuts down. There must be at least one pilot bold enough to fly in this weather, and I’ll just have to find him – ” Then she broke off with a gasp, doubling over, one hand reaching out for something solid to grab. The only thing close enough was Asriel, and he lurched forwards, supporting her forearm with one hand and placing the other on her shoulder as she shuddered.
His mouth went dry. “Marisa…”
She was breathing heavily. “I’m quite alright,” she forced out. “A twinge, that’s all, no cause for concern. It’s been happening all day, you know, and it always passes after a minute or two…” She tailed off then, her hand coming to cover her mouth as she craned her neck up and met his wide eyes.
“Oh,” she said, glancing back at her stomach. “Oh. Oh dear.”
(With Marisa and Asriel sheltering in place due to a thunderstorm, Lyra decides to make her grand entrance into the world.)
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Whiskey Sours by LavenderJam
Fandoms: His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman, His Dark Materials (TV)
03 Apr 2021
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Marisa, and then Asriel, gets drunk. Two-shot.
Chapter 1: Marisa, in the early days of their affair, rated E.
“Hello, my darling,” Marisa said, between kisses, a smile on her face, seemingly oblivious to his irritation. She tasted bitter and smoky, the thick, fragrant tang of spirits, and when she raised her hand to clasp his cheek she did so with a ferocious intensity; it felt more like a slap than a caress. He winced.
Chapter 2: Asriel, a year or so after the Great Flood, rated M.
He grabbed one of the pictures from the mantlepiece, a wedding photogram, Marisa resplendent in pure white satin and Edward overjoyed beside her, dapper in his morning suit, and hurled it at the hearth. The glass shattered with a terrible crack.
“Asriel!” she gasped.