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    "Fuck you, Lottie,” the words tremble in the space between them, “I should’ve left you in the fucking dirt. Taken the gun and marched him out of here instead of coming here."

    Lottie’s already shaking her head before she finishes. Her cheeks are turning dark red, her breath ragged.

    “You wouldn’t have.”

    “Yes, I fucking would.”

    “You would’ve come back.”

    Lottie tastes like saltwater and feels like something between home and hell. Nat resents her as much as she wants her.

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    “Fret not, honeybun.” Gideon shook her red hair out of her eyes, belligerent. “I’m not totally sold on your whole skepticism thing.”
    “Well,” Harrow said, ignoring the nickname. She turned to the rest of the room, clearing her throat politely before addressing the empty air. “Ghosts, if you’re real, give us a sign. Make a noise. Move something. Send a shiver down our backs. Whisper softly into Nav’s left ear—”
    “I seriously fucking hate you.”

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    (Casual sex and paranormal investigation. Not necessarily in that order.)

    (or: the Buzzfeed Unsolved AU in which Gideon is ready to fight a ghost, and Harrow just wants to be haunted.)

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    11 Aug 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 84

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    The prince gestured to the young woman's fair form, and with an eyebrow raised, coyly levied her own question:

    “Fair maiden, does thy carpet match the drapes?”

    Five long, shitty years later, Gideon lay curled up on a rug by the fire, blinking back tears as she stared into the fireplace. That particular night in the early spring always saw her deep in her feelings because it was the anniversary of the day she was turned into a dragon by a cranky enchantress masquerading as a sopping wet traveler.

    “My prince, canst thou spare a bed for a poor, lonely maiden such as myself traveling alone on a stormy night?” Gideon mewed and waved a claw vaguely in the air. “Hasn’t she ever read porn? That’s literally always how it starts.”

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    A red-headed prince hits on the wrong one on a dark and stormy night. A provincial beauty hatches a plan to restore her parish to its former glory, and doesn't care how many semi-sentient candelabras she has to reanimate to do it. Ianthe Tridentarius uses antlers in all of her decorating. The Beauty and the Beast Locked Tomb AU that lives rent-free in my head.

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    27 Jul 2026

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    The first time that Ianthe sees Harrowhark Nonagesimus, Reverend Daughter of Drearburh and Heir to the House of Ninth, she seems like an unremarkable little twit with some idiotic face paint.

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    25 Jul 2026

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    "You’re a virgin,” Gideon said, testing it out. "Huh."

    Harrow didn’t like the sound of that huh. She knew Gideon’s noises, and that was a thoughtful, sinister huh. That was the same huh she’d made before putting canned tuna in Crux’s work boots.

    Her eyes narrowed. “What.”

    Gideon cocked her head to the side. “Is there a reason you’re waiting?” There was no judgement in the question— only genuine curiosity.

    Perhaps it was this that made Harrow more inclined to answer. “I don’t have the time to look for someone new,” She shrugged. “And my available pool is… somewhat limited.”

    “Well,” Gideon said, with just a hint of conspiracy in those glittering golden eyes. “If you ever want to change that, you have my number.”

    What? What?

    Harrow blinked. “What?”

    Or: the five times Gideon and Harrow successfully bone, and the one time they don't.

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