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Feather at the Pivot Point by servantofclio for Jenn_Calaelen
Fandoms: Chalion Saga - Lois McMaster Bujold
19 Dec 2015
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Beginning his studies in Rosehall, Penric faces new adjustments, and wonders what purpose the Bastard has in mind for him and Desdemona.
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08 Aug 2026
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It occurs to Ilya that he doesn't belong here. But then, this is a necessary migration.
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17 Jul 2026
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a woman can't survive by her own breath alone by raven (singlecrow)
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV)
29 Apr 2026
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“I don’t need a fucking script, Huckleberry!” Trinity says, furious. “I can ask a girl out, jesus.”
“I mean, that’s weird,” Whitaker says. “Because you haven’t. Like, that’s what this entire conversation is about.”
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17 Jul 2026
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The Infelicitous Courtship of Miss Olive Stirling and Mr. Bernard Redfern by Nami_Roland
Fandoms: Blue Castle - L. M. Montgomery
22 Jun 2026
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Really, Valancy owed it all to Will Desmond. Had he lived, Olive would have married him at 19, clad in satin and lace, in a church festooned with white roses. Valancy would have watched from the pews, wearing her drab brown silk, seated between her mother and Cousin Stickles, secretly seething at the whole affair. There would have been no cause for Olive to go to Montreal or for Augusta Green to share her unfiltered opinions at an inopportune moment, and Valancy would have been stuck at home, clad in brown silk, between her mother and Cousin Stickles for the rest of her life.
Olive Stirling meets Bernard Redfern. The rest, as they say, is history.
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15 Jul 2026
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“...forgive us for the presumption,” Edrehasivar said, tone slightly strangled in the way it always is when he doesn’t like what is coming out of his mouth. “But we thought, if we... that is, if we, er… attended... then you would not have to… no one would have to…" He sagged under our stares. “...stay behind,” he finished feebly.
We were at that moment visited by a terrible, inevitable vision of the Ethuverazhid Zhas cornered by our mother, and we confess we had to lean on the wall in a brief violation of Alchenar IX.I.VI. Even the edocharei seemed taken aback; even Cala. Edrehasivar looked horribly dismayed at this non-reaction, and immediately started to backtrack.
"We do not wish to inflict ourself," he said wretchedly. "It was only a— a thought…" He trailed off, but the pause persisted. In it, we reflected to ourself that while we had taken knives for this boy, and would willingly take plenty more, he had — indeed, has — a talent for making us want to scream in dismay.
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the alcethmeret's annual springnight gala goes... interestingly.
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22 Jun 2026