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At twenty-one, Harriet Vane gets her Name. It's rather longer than she expected.
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29 Mar 2026
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Harriet rolled her eyes. With a slight gesture of his wrist, Peter offered her the first muffin. She put out her plate to accept it and he began to make himself one. Taking up the milk, Harriet poured for herself and him until a flick of his fingers communicated that the milk and the tea had nodded in cordial mutual acknowledgment, and that was enough of an introduction to satisfy him. Without thought, they glanced at each other’s tea, noted the color for future reference, and then as one looked up at the Duchess and Mary.
The BANTER and this delicious, delicious quote really made me smile.
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What you are, what you regret, what you realise after the fact.
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12 Jun 2024
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- and hung, caught in the glorious rays of the slanting sun, balanced between leap and impact, suspended above the mirrored surface of the lake. Here, forever, in the last day of endless summer.
another incredible fic that made me realize the Potential in Obikin
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Happy ending. Canon-divergent fic from 15x03 “The Rupture” where Cas is killed and possessed by Belphegor during the divorce arc. This was developed with my friend Dhruvi on tumblr.
“Belphegor looks different from when he’d first taken over. Cas’ body is dressed in an awful robe and jewelry that clinks when he moves. The oversized sunglasses are covering up Cas’ eyes.“What if I said Cas was still here?” Belphegor breathes out. Dean can almost believe it. At least the blood is gone. Belphegor had cleaned Cas up. It won’t do much, though, when Dean will have to kill his body again.
“I’d say you’re full of shit,” Dean says. He knows better. Cas was dead before getting possessed. It’s tempting, though, to believe that he can have another chance. Dean had gotten other chances to get Cas back, many of them. He’d lost them all, one by one.
Cas had thought he was dead to Dean. He’s just dead now.”
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19 Feb 2026
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“I think I know this one,” Jack says from the backseat. Quietly. It’s an odd attempt at being conversational.
It isn’t Jack’s usual music. Dean doesn’t know when he would have heard it.
“Did one of you play it for my mom?” Jack asks, but, no. Dean hadn’t. “I think maybe Cas-”
The car swerves, suddenly. Dean is pulling over before he can even process. Sam is staring at him. Dean covers his face with his hand.
One of the best examples of writing fucked up events with a raw detachment that makes the punch linger. The quote made me say “ouch” a loud.
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Detained far from where he should be by random chance, Obi-Wan meets an unusual slave.
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17 May 2024
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She tilted her head with a sad smile. "Some things are certain, perhaps."
the first obikin fic i ever read and thought, huh, maybe there is something there.
I love how bittersweet the ending is. this is a perfect fanfic, a perfect encapsulation of what fan fic can do to make one think about canon.
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Unholy Ghosts by LavenderJam
Fandoms: His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman, His Dark Materials (TV)
19 Feb 2021
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The two people appeared from behind the small building, scarves wrapped around their faces to ward off the cold, and Lyra beamed at them, keen to make a good impression on her new colleagues. She was about to take a step towards the pair when their dæmons appeared behind them, and Lyra’s mouth could do nothing but fall open, her heart starting to rattle in her chest as her gaze swept over a snow leopard and a golden monkey.
She blinked a few times, her breaths becoming harsh rasps, but each close of her eyes only served to bring them closer to her, until she could see each black spot that dotted the snow leopard’s silver coat. “No,” she breathed, and Pan was as frozen in shock as she was. “No, no, no. It can’t be – it can’t – ”
(Five years after the end of The Amber Spyglass, Lyra receives a mysterious summons to the North.)
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16 Jun 2024
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“Would you have used me?”
Asriel lifted his head. “What?”
“On the mountain that night. If I’d come without Roger. Would you have used me to open your window?”
The seconds he stared at her felt like hours. He swallowed. Lyra considered the lines on his face, the scar on his cheek. He’d removed his hat some minutes ago, and his grey hair reflected the cold shine of the moon. He looked every minute of his age.
“I don’t know,” he said eventually.
She narrowed her eyes at him, and he looked away, back down at the circuit board. Her lip curled. “You’re a liar.”
my favorite fucked up family!!