the moon will sing a song for me (MoonJune challenge)
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we can run on love for a while by aletterinthenameofsanity
Fandoms: Lab Rats (TV 2012), Lab Rats: Elite Force (TV)
01 Jun 2026
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Bree Davenport's heart is a revolving door with no place to stay. She doesn’t know how to stop, how to brake, where the brakes even are—
Because who, with a chip in their neck and muscles built to crush and chop and burn but never break, would ever know how to stop?
She knows that Mr. Davenport says that he loves her. That her brothers love her in their own ways, but—
She knows that Adam doesn’t know how to love without it bruising, that Chase’s healing is the only super fast about him because he had to heal fast, because the bruises would linger if he didn’t because Adam doesn’t know his own strength and that's how you show love, right?
She knows that Chase doesn’t know how to love without condescending, because when you’re built to be at the top of the mountain you never know how to find your way down, because Chase cries when Spike comes out and he doesn’t know who he is when he’s not in control.
Bree knows that she herself loves like a lightning bolt. That she loves hard and fast in a way that doesn’t know how to stop, that she dated Owen long after she stopped liking him like that—if she ever did in the first place—because that’s what girls do, right? They love like it’s a marathon.
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my body's aching like a knock-down drag-out (it's ancient history that's bleeding out of me) by aletterinthenameofsanity
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin
02 Jun 2026
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When Naerys goes to get on the ship, for a moment she looks across the Narrow Sea to the south. Somewhere down there, her mother’s bones rest on the Isle of Lys.
Maybe someone burned them in the Valyrian style. Maybe someone buried them in more Westerosi style. Naerys would not know—she has never stepped foot in her mother's homeland. Has never even left King's Landing herself.
But no matter what happened to her, Larra styled herself free. She got out.
And no matter how much Aegon raged and threaten to raze before he stormed out and likely rutted himself into one of his mistress’ beds—perhaps even Daenys sneaking out of the Maidenvault again—Naerys is on her way out of this place.
Like her mother decades hence, she is heading to a foreign land for a marriage that she would not have wished for if she could have had more of a choice, but also like her mother, Naerys is making a second bargain as well, that involves the possibility of her own freedom.
(When Naerys finds herself looking at the Stranger's arms, she makes a fateful bargain regarding her daughter's fate- the same bargain that her father and mother each, in their own ways, made with hers.)
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you will finally understand (why storms are named after people) by aletterinthenameofsanity for curiouswildflower, LittleLove940
Fandoms: The Old Guard (Movies 2020 2025)
03 Jun 2026
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When Quynh finally emerged from the sea, the iron finally rusting away after all of these years, she found that five centuries had passed.
And while she had dreamed, off and on, of a pale, unfamiliar man with a coward’s heart hanging above a frozen field, she had convinced herself that it had to be nothing more than a dream.
Because in those visions, Andromache had abandoned the search. Had stopped her quest.
And that couldn’t be right. Andromache would never do that to her. They were sealed in steel and sugar, in blood and in wine, in arrows and axes, the bite of each other’s blood stolen from the lips, holy in the only way that Quynh knew after so long away from her family’s faith.
They vowed their marriage to each other on over a dozen battlefields around the world, died in each other’s arms, woke in each other’s arms with blood on their mouths, tasted dragon fruit and lychee from each other’s lips, breathed each other’s first and last so many times that Quynh doesn’t remember what it’s like not to have her oxygen entwined with Andromache’s.
It’s impossible to imagine that there was a lifetime in which Andromache ever stopped searching. Not Quynh’s Andromache.
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i don’t care for your fairytale (the story needs some mending and a better happy ending) by aletterinthenameofsanity
Fandoms: Once Upon a Time (TV)
04 Jun 2026
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There is a woman on Emma’s front doorstep, and there are tears in her eyes.
She flings her arms around Emma’s shoulders, squeezing tighter than Emma would ever let anyone inside of her personal boundaries. “God,” the woman says, voice nearly breaking over the words, “It’s been so long. I’ve been doing everything I possibly can to get back to both of you—"
The woman turns her mouth towards Emma’s—
And Emma jerks back.
Maybe, once a long time ago, she thought that she might be interested in something like this, in women, in someone but her boyfriend—
It took years for Emma to even let in Killian. Why would she ever let some random stranger kiss her?
And so Emma pulls back quickly, sharply, and demands: “Who the hell are you?”
The woman swallows, hard. “That’s right,” she says, “You don’t remember who I am. Of course you don’t.” Her posture immediately pulls tight and back. “Regina Mills. I’m the Mayor of Storybrooke, Maine. And I need to speak to you about you and your son’s past.”
(In which Emma opens the door of her NYC apartment to find Regina Mills with a memory potion in hand, desperate to show Emma that she and her son Henry are missing someone important.)
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left my heart in Amsterdam (I really need that feeling back) by aletterinthenameofsanity for fear0phobia
Fandoms: Criminal Minds (US TV)
05 Jun 2026
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Emily remembers waking up in the hospital after surgery, no one but JJ in there with her.
There were tears in JJ’s voice as she said, “It’s going to devastate them, to see you die.”
Emily knew that they all cared. That she had friends.
But Spencer and Derek had been dating for ages before she ever got swept up between them. They’ll grieve, probably, but—
They’ll be fine. It’s not like she was their girlfriend or anything. She hasn’t been anyone’s girlfriend in a very long time, no matter how much some part of her yearned to finally anchor herself.
She hopes that they move on. That would be better than the alternative, she has to think.
They'd only just started dating—if you can even call what they were doing dating at all. She might have wanted it to be, but she knows, in practice, that it was just friends accepting her into bed because they wanted someone that they trusted to have some fun with. They should be able to move on, right?
(When Emily fakes her own death, she has been sleeping with Derek and Spencer for about a month- but she might already be in love with them. They don't love her back, though, right? There's no way she's haunting them like they're haunting her.)
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dissect my insecurities (i was never cut out for prom queen) by aletterinthenameofsanity for bitterdesert
Fandoms: Glee (TV 2009)
06 Jun 2026
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Sam doesn't know that sometimes, when she can't stand the pressure that she's under, when she is staring down at her stomach in the mirror and is unable to recognize it as her own, she drives over to Santana Lopez's house.
She knows she's riding the line any time that Santana ducks her head between Quinn's thighs and makes her see god in a way that kneeling in the pews at church never did.
But for a moment, when Santana's acrylics dig into Quinn's back, when she rides that wave, it's impossible not to chase the closest to euphoria that the ex-head of the Celibacy Club has ever felt.
If anyone found out the truth, she could claim that this is just an experiment. That this is just girls being girls, letting off some steam.
But if she's honest with herself about what she sees when she looks in the mirror, she knows that she has never felt more settled in her own skin, more at home in her own body, stretch marks and all, than when she is with Santana, giggling in her bed, nibbling at her skin, tasting the sweat from under a cheerleader's uniform.
(Her junior year, instead of cheating on Sam with Finn, Quinn ends up in a secret friends-with-benefits relationship with Santana Lopez.)
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all my ghosts are with me (i know you feel them too) by aletterinthenameofsanity for anything_thats_rock_and_roll, ChaoticBookLesbian
Fandoms: Lockwood & Co. (TV)
07 Jun 2026
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Lucy refuses to lose either of them to the veil of death. To the transition to ghosthood. Lucy has had enough loss in her life, and she refuses to have another Norrie. She refuses to lose another home. George and Lockwood are both hers, now.
So she drags them to bed and wraps her arms around both of them.
Sometimes, it’s so hard to get the motions to connect. To get three bodies to understand that they are each other’s anchors rather than poles on magnets seeking to escape each other, especially when they can all sense different things when it comes to their ghosts.
But in this moment, Lucy listens as she never has before. Listens to the beat of hearts and the pace of breaths in the chests beneath her ear, alive in the way that the creatures that they investigate are not.
George reaches out. Touches, hands calloused but tender against both of them.
And Lockwood looks at them both, gaze refusing to be torn away.
And for a moment in time, the three agents of Lockwood & Co. just breathe.
(After the case of the bone glass, the three agents of Lockwood & Co. start dragging each other into cuddles after cases, and something new blossoms.)
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everything has breath inside (there is beauty in the way of things) by aletterinthenameofsanity for EveryMomentADifferentSound
Fandoms: Nimona (2023)
08 Jun 2026
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When humans are born, they are born with songs playing through their ears.
They say that you are hearing the song of the universe when you hear it. They say that this is the song of people’s souls. The song of a heart desperate to find its other half. They say that once upon a time, the gods reached down and rended one half of the soul from the other, man from woman, each meant to be half of a perfect whole.
(They say that Nimona was born wrong, because she could change shape, because she was neither man nor woman, because when she was a child, Nimona thought that she had heard the song on the air, but all she truly heard was the sound of the town burning, the world ending, as everyone turned on someone that they didn't understand, because it was easier to be afraid than to be curious with an open heart.)
Nimona goes a thousand years before she hears the snatch of song in her ears.
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give me your eyes (i need sunshine) by aletterinthenameofsanity for Fool_for_love, tragicallynerdy
Fandoms: Our Flag Means Death (TV)
09 Jun 2026
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The blond stranger frowns as he looks at her. “Where’s Ed?” he asks.
But before Archie even gets to say a word, Jim is breaking away from their hug with Oluwande, stepping in front of her with a knife in hand and a scowl on their lips.
And even though Archie’s been fighting longer than most of these people have been sailing, there’s something that warms in her chest at the notion.
Some others’ eyes go wide at the blade. At the twist of Jim’s mouth. At the way that Jim bares their teeth as they say, “Any of you pendejos want to get to her, you go through me, got it?"
Meanwhile, Oluwande smiles at Archie, and gods, that brightness directed at her is nearly blinding.
“You must be someone really important to Jim,” he says, and offers out a hand, “Call me Olu. Thanks for keeping them alive for so long.”
Jim rolls their eyes as they peel away from the bearded man. “It was a team effort,” they say, but there is something so fond in their voice that is likely far more for Olu than for Archie.
She knows that anyone else would be jealous of him and his soft smile and the warmth, but the snake inside of her craves warmth. Craves the sun.
And Olu smiles as bright as the sun.
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when it all goes up in flames (want to break my baby) by aletterinthenameofsanity for corgi_loaf, darth_nell
Fandoms: Hunger Games Series - All Media Types, Hunger Games Trilogy - Suzanne Collins
10 Jun 2026
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By the end of the final speeches, Clove gets back on the train with Brutus.
Katniss stays.
Clove goes.
And whether Clove likes it or not, whether she’ll ever admit it, some sinew of her heart digs itself into the train station in Twelve the last time that she and Katniss kiss at the platform and Katniss’ hand cups itself around the back of her neck, fingers entwining in the curls at the nape of Clove’s neck, perfectly soft thanks to her stylists’ work.
It’s a terrifying thought. She’s supposed to hate Katniss. Katniss killed Cato like a dog.
Katniss is supposed to hate Clove, because instead of Katniss getting to go home with her perfect baker’s boy, she’s been stuck with a knife-edged girl.
And yet, as the train pulls away, Clove stares out the window and wonders when exactly she dug a knife into her own heart and bled out enough to stain the Girl on Fire’s feet.
(When Clove survives the Hunger Games because of a "star-crossed lovers" story, she has to find a way to stitch herself back together while still playing the part of a doting lover to the nation- and finding a way not to confuse her feelings for Katniss in the process.)
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(let 'em talk) 'cause we're dancing in this world alone by aletterinthenameofsanity
Fandoms: Doctor Who (2005)
11 Jun 2026
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The fact of the matter is that you are a doctor, now.
You don’t need the universe. You don’t need the Doctor. You just need the people here on earth.
You don’t need to fix the Doctor, and you don’t need the Doctor to fix you.
You are not second fiddle to the Doctor, or Rose Tyler, or any of the rest.
But you deserve to have all of that, don’t you think? You deserve to have someone who treats you like the stars. You deserve to have someone who looks at you like you aren’t a second place, a silver medal to another girl’s golden hair, but as if you are the universe.
You’ve seen emptiness. You’ve seen the end of all things.
And you are going to burn out someday, you know, but it won’t be on the TARDIS. It won’t be because you were overlooked. It will be because you burned bright as can be, helping other people, doing what you could to save the world, but also because you let yourself live your own life.
And on a round in the hospital, you meet a nurse named Rory Williams.
(Martha and Rory both get a second chance at love with someone that understands them better than anyone else could.)
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when the rapture comes, if this is a sin (I'll burn with everybody that I know) by aletterinthenameofsanity
Fandoms: Law & Order
12 Jun 2026
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Once, she’d had dreams, after furtive hook-ups in college, the girls she’d taken back to her dorm room to bite into their bottom lips, the experiments and explorations of soft skin instead of stubble, of wide hips instead of flat stomachs, until she’d had to accept the fact that there was no chance of her burying her want for women.
She’d thought that one day she would get to be out.
But when she’d gotten accepted to the job at the prosecutor’s office, and she’d thought that she could do good, and she’d seen the cracked door of the closet slam shut on her aching fingers.
It nearly broke a bone in her chest, and maybe it did, to freeze herself up into the closet.
But she’d had—hope is too much of a word for lips that always strive to be so precise in language, but it is accurate, in its own way, for the belief that maybe she could make some change from the inside.
And then that case.
And then that fucking case.
Jack McCoy overturns same-sex marriage in New York just so that he can put someone away for murder, and it is a price that Serena cannot bear to pay.
The tides are turning, and she is planning on turning with them.
She has to, to live with herself.
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won't you stay with me, my darling (when my walls start burning down) by aletterinthenameofsanity for sapphfics, Tsukino_Akume, razorgirl
Fandoms: Power Rangers Samurai, Power Rangers
13 Jun 2026
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Lauren sees it in an instant.
For all that the team was raised to be complete with five, they have become used to fighting with six. There is a missing spot, next to Lauren, next to the Red Ranger, that would normally be filled by a flicker of sunlight, a flicker of gold, that has been filled by Yellow instead, lemon-yellow instead of sunlight, and thus, there is a gap next to Mia.
Mia is in danger. There is a group of overwhelming moogers, super-charged by the power of the Sanzu river, and if Lauren can't move, then Mia will be drowned.
And Lauren specifically can’t lose Mia.
It’s not a rational thing, what Lauren does next, throwing herself between the Nighlok’s blast and her Pink Ranger.
Or maybe it is.
Maybe when a girl has been raised to be a sacrifice, when she has been raised to one day die in the pursuit of saving the world, she is more predisposed to throw herself into danger in order to protect others.
(Lauren Shiba was raised to be a sacrifice to save the world, and when Mia is in danger, she doesn't know how to turn that off.)
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how did they know (that i am grief’s understudy) by aletterinthenameofsanity for ObsessedWithFandom
Fandoms: Sherlock (BBC TV 2010)
10 Jul 2026
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When Sherlock Holmes dies, Mycroft Holmes goes back to being a pillar of the British government. Anderson loses his mind. John Watson shuts down harder than a crashed computer.
But Sally Donovan?
The doorbell of her flat rings in the middle of the night.
Sally is about ready to ream out whatever fool showed up at her doorstep, ringing her doorbell, at fucking midnight, but then she stops when she sees who the lanky shadow lingering on her stoop is.
Sherlock Holmes, curls a sodden mess, the moonlight glimmering against his dark hair, against his eyelashes, against his moon-pale skin.
A ghost, she thinks at first, and yet—
She reaches out and pokes him, and he flinches, because he’s alive.
He’s alive.
“I have half a mind to fucking slap you,” Sally says, and she means it, the way that the words hiss from between her lips, and Sherlock doesn’t even have the decency to flinch.
(Sherlock calls Sally an old friend of his. Things go back far further than most people would expect, especially considering their reputation for hating each other—and when he has to fake his own death, there is one person not on Moriarty's list that he can turn to.)
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nobody taught her it takes a lot of water (to wash away New Orleans) by aletterinthenameofsanity for DontOffendTheBees
Fandoms: Interview with the Vampire (TV 2022)
15 Jun 2026
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Claudia swallows. “I’m not a prostitute. Louis—he adopted me, when my parents left and the rooming-house burned down.”
Grace startles. At the admission of death or the admission of adoption, she can't be sure. If Grace knows Louis' true nature, of his relationship with Lestat, then she must have predicted that her brother would never have a child.
Then—Grace winces. “My brother’s daughter,” she says, voice quiet, voice contemplative, voice regretful, and she manages to make the title sound like more than Louis or Lestat ever has.
Her mother died. Her father ran off. Her adoptive parents let her burn.
Claudia is cursed to a half-existence forever because Louis missed the woman in front of her so much that he wanted to replace her.
But when Grace says my brother's daughter, some part of Claudia thinks "I am both of their daughter, I've got Lestat's hunger and Louis' ache, and Grace just sees the parts of me that are human."
(Grace meets Claudia next to a grave before her mother's funeral, and things go a little bit differently.)
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under pink lights in june (you could be mine tonight) by aletterinthenameofsanity for Fenristheulv
Fandoms: Dead Boy Detectives (TV)
16 Jun 2026
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Crystal knows that it’s a selfish thing, to want to go alone, and she’s been doing everything she can not to be selfish, but she wants this moment for herself. One chance to be alive.
When she’d left, Edwin and Charles and Niko had stepped through the mirror to have their own dance in the office, the three of them laughing together, and some part of Crystal had ached to be the only one going somewhere else. The only one alone tonight.
But when she steps into the school gym, completely alone, the bubbling sensations of life around her, able to be easily felt through her powers, there is something in her that revels in it.
Still, though—Crystal is alone, about to enter the spit-shined-wooden-gym-dance floor in her heeled boots, which might not have been the smartest decision for the evening—
“May I have this dance, sweetheart?” comes a familiar voice, and Crystal turns around, about ready to slap whoever the fuck thinks he can just start a conversation by calling her sweetheart—
But she stops when she sees exactly who it is.
(Crystal goes to prom, or: the final girl gets to feel alive with a surprise dance partner.)
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from where I'm standing (it looks like i'm way long overdue) by aletterinthenameofsanity for artsyspikedhair
Fandoms: Victorious (TV)
17 Jun 2026
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Jade is someone that is independent. Someone who is proud of being alone, of having no close friends, of being harsh before she is kind, of being sharp before she softens.
But it is fucking lonely here, with the only person she lets in close being a boyfriend who regularly prefers to spend time with other girls.
Why doesn’t he just fucking break up with me? Jade wants to ask, needs to ask for the answer to her ache, but she told herself a long, long time ago, when she watched her mother’s reactions to her father’s cheating, that she wouldn’t beg.
But Beck hasn’t quite cheated, has he, and they’ve been dating since they were fourteen, and she doesn’t know who she is when she’s not walking through Hollywood Arts with Beck’s arm around her waist.
But right now, Robbie is looking at her, and there is a tenderness in his eyes that makes her feel tender as a bruise, and she hates it, because Jade West is not fragile. She is not someone who is brittle.
She is not someone who lets Robbie fucking Shapiro get under her skin.
(When Robbie picks Jade up from play practice one day, Jade is forced to re-evaluate her relationship and what she wants out of love.)
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in the muddy water we’re falling (gnawing at the corners of your mind) by aletterinthenameofsanity for firstaudrina, kate_kate
Fandoms: Shadowhunters (TV)
18 Jun 2026
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Maia Roberts knows what it is like to born with teeth in your neck.
She carries the scars to this day of the attack. She doesn’t think she’s ever going to be able to work it away.
She is a werewolf because she trusted a boy who was strong enough to ruin her. A boy who was beautiful, and made her feel beautiful, and then broke her.
Jace and Simon are both beautiful, and strong, and have the potential to be brutal.
Simon is a dork, a musician, but he is also a vampire, with a bloodlust unmatched by any other species; Jace is a nephilim, a Shadowhunter, who comes from a society that view Downworlders—that views people like her—as less.
There is every potential in the world for them to break her. For them to sink their teeth, their nails, their blade, into her if she trusts them enough to give them even an inch.
So what happens when she is locked in a room with a starving Simon?
(When Maia is taken by Valentine alongside Simon, Jace will do anything to save their lives. All three of them struggle to deal with the aftermath, but at the end of the day, three lonely souls might understand each other better than they'd predicted.)
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tornado warning by aletterinthenameofsanity for Atariakana (Anakairata)
Fandoms: Zoom (2006)
19 Jun 2026
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There is something to be said for the fact that when you’re a nerd growing up with few acquaintances and even fewer friends, you find yourself falling for fairytales. That is the way of lonely children since the history of man began, isn’t it? You fall for the version of reality where the lonely child living in the tower, the child separated out from the rest of society, gets to be rescued.
And then, when you grow up, you have that naivety shattered. You have that hope thrown against the ground and destroyed because the world can’t hold itself up to the version of life that you made up in your head, a world in which the girl doesn’t have to confront her fear of the outside world because it comes to her.
Marsha didn’t grow up reading fairytales. She grew up reading comic books.
But, as she’d come to learn, that was much the same thing, at the end of the day.
She grew up idolizing Team Zenith. Falling for the image of Zoom and Concussion before he lashed out and betrayed everyone and killed his entire team.
And for so long, it was that faith that got her through it all.
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And then she meets Jack Shepard.
(They say never to meet your heroes.)
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- Part 19 of the moon will sing a song for me (MoonJune challenge)
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just wonder what you're dreamin' of (wish that I could give you that) by aletterinthenameofsanity
Fandoms: Bridgerton (TV)
20 Jun 2026
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Michaela swallows, hard. “I am sorry for leaving you. But please—do not think me heartless. I have been living alone, with my ghosts, since I left you, the one and only person that could have understood me and my grief. It left me adrift, nowhere to go home to. Because what is home when the ones you love are gone?”
Francesca breathes in sharply. When Michaela looks up, she finds Francesca's eyes wide as she stammers out a small: “I am sorry for your loss, Your Grace,” as she wrings her gloved fingers together. “I suppose—it hurt that you left, yes, but at least—" she swallows. “You have returned.” Francesca’s lips press tight together as she adds: “Though, I suppose you are like as not to leave quickly again.”
It might be just a trick of a hopeless romantic’s mind (and what has Michaela become, that she thinks of herself as such) that she thinks she hears disappointment in Francesca’s voice, but it is a trick that she wants to believe in.
Michaela knows that it is a fancy that she should not speak, except:
“Come with me back to Scotland. I shall set you up in your own set of rooms, with your pianoforte, with your puzzles, and you shall have all of the space and quiet that you wish for."
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