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basorexia by orphan_account
Fandoms: His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman, His Dark Materials (TV)
13 Nov 2020
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“I don’t know what you’ve done to me,” Asriel confesses, feverishly murmuring words onto her lips after each kiss. “You make me furious like I’ve never been before.”
Marisa does not reply, whimpering into his kiss as he pulls her body roughly against his, his daemon already tussling with her monkey on the floor beside them.
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Asriel has never been a jealous man. He has never needed to be.
As always, Marisa appears to be the exception.
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09 Oct 2026
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Silver Bullet by LavenderJam
Fandoms: His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman, His Dark Materials (TV)
01 Jan 2021
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A rustle from the doorway disturbed her, and when she swivelled her head she expected to see Asriel leaning against the doorjamb, or perhaps the monkey’s wistful eyes reflecting the cold gleam of the moon. Instead, she was greeted by Stelmaria, the snow leopard’s coat sparkling in the soft light.
She sat down on the rim of the porcelain bathtub, sighing as Stelmaria brushed against her thigh and came to stand before her. “You’re restless,” the dæmon said.
(Several weeks before Lyra enters the world, Marisa and Asriel manage to spend a night together, and Marisa struggles to shake the sense of impending doom that’s also growing inside her.)
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09 Oct 2026
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Bad Apple by LavenderJam
Fandoms: His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman, His Dark Materials (TV), The Book of Dust - Philip Pullman
16 Dec 2022
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Lyra had chosen the book quickly, not because she didn’t care about that evening’s story, but because she loved to lie in Mother’s blankets and watch as Mother rubbed away her layers of paint and metal; as she revealed the woman who was only Lyra’s mother beneath. Then came the silk pajamas, the lavender pillow mist, the twin mugs of hot chocolatl. The story, read aloud in French, their secret language in the heart of London. The forgotten prayer, even though both Lyra’s schoolteachers and their priest said that praying before rest was a necessity. The lights turned out, Mother’s arms opened, Pantalaimon and Mother’s dæmon sitting sentinel at their feet. Mother’s arms were Lyra’s favourite place to sleep in all the world; as a young girl, she’d hoped that she’d always be allowed to snooze in that warm, safe embrace, the smell of Mother’s potions and perfumes perfusing her dreams forever.
Such was the way of Lyra Coulter’s little life. (Marisa raises Lyra herself.)
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07 Oct 2026
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Bittersweet by LavenderJam
Fandoms: His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman, His Dark Materials (TV)
12 Dec 2020
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She forced herself to set her shoulders back and jut her chin forward. “I want you to leave.”
He laughed cruelly. “I don’t care what you want.”
She closed her eyes and drew in a slow breath, then stalked towards the sink to rinse the sodden satin, pretending as if he wasn’t there. She felt as raw as an exposed nerve, and ignorance seemed the safest response to his petulance.
(Mere weeks after the trial, Marisa and Asriel bump into each other at the Royal Arctic Institute.)
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05 Oct 2026
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Good Days, Bad Days by TheSoliloquy
Fandoms: His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman, His Dark Materials (TV)
23 Dec 2020
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I hope one day you have the courage to run away from everything that makes you miserable.
-Hayao Miyazaki
Mother was having one of those days again.Bookmarked by bh9021hoe
05 Oct 2026