ghostwriterwitch
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Polyphon by ghostwriterwitch
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir, Westworld (TV)
04 Mar 2023
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The music box whirrs, and the song begins again.
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This Much Delicious by elseifstars, ghostwriterwitch
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Trilogy | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
02 Aug 2021
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“So like. Does that make this...TENDON loving care?”
“I can still drain all of your blood and kill you.”
Harrow’s hungry; Gideon helps. The not!Twilight au where everything is bones and no one sparkles.
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Ed's stupid mark is long, long gone, but it's not like he has time to care.
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26 Aug 2026
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A tale of Search, from a dragon's perspective, and of the pieces of two minds that don't entirely belong together.
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- Part 1 of First Impressions
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09 Jun 2026
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"Are you going for the course?" Lovegood asked. "You have the NEWTs.”
“What course?” Draco said, then, “No, don’t be ridiculous,” when he realized she meant the notice pinned up on the board he’d been staring at: Applicants To The Introductory Mediwizard Course For The Coming Term Shall Present Themselves In The Chief Mediwizard’s Office By August 24th.
“Oh, I thought you might,” she said. “Well, goodbye.” And off she wandered again in her addled way.
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- Part 12 of Harry Potter works
- Part 3 of Astolat Sampler
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08 Jun 2026
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the family amidala by dirgewithoutmusic for randomthingsthatilike123
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types
15 Feb 2016
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Padme lives. She runs.
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Leia is growing in fits and spurts, eating greedily and crying loudly. She stays in a sling on Padme’s chest when they move, Luke held snug in a sling around Obi Wan’s. Luke gets a whole head of thick brown hair while Leia’s is still patchy and bald, but he never matches his sister’s powerful lungs.
When Padme had been sitting in her high senatorial apartment on Corsucant, holding Anakin’s sweaty hand, she had never imagined she’d be murmuring desperately soothing noises to her fussy daughter while she shot around a corner at stormtroopers, while R2D2 meddles with a ship’s blast doors behind her.
Luke starts teething on a hot jungle planet where they hunker down for three weeks, sleeping in an abandoned old temple and catching the local wildlife for dinner. Leia takes her first steps in the belly of a Corellian freighter they’ve stowed away on. She wobbles between Padme’s outstretched hands and Obi Wan’s knees and boxes of smuggled luxuries. When she falls down, Obi Wan surges forward, heart in his throat, but Leia laughs.
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14 May 2026
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all things to all people all of the time by dirgewithoutmusic
Fandoms: The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Iron Man (Movies), Captain America (Movies), Captain America - All Media Types, Marvel Cinematic Universe
26 Apr 2014
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The Winter Soldier did not waste bullets, time, or death. Natasha told herself that and fingered her scar.
The Winter Soldier did not leave witnesses, but he had left her by that cliff outside of Odessa. Was Natasha an exception? Or did she not count as a witness? Had he looked at her and seen the same black button eyes reflected back at him, the on/off switch, the tick of clockwork?
Years later, Natasha watched the Soldier slam into the freeway concrete. The bullet holes in her abdomen had healed, and she knew this thing did not consider itself a person.
They were animate objects, both of them, useless in the witness stand. He hadn’t pulled the car transmission out, after all, hadn’t stripped the cell phone in the victim’s pocket, or shot up the rocks at the side of that road outside Odessa. He hadn’t shot her. He had left her there, breathing, and the Winter Soldier didn’t leave witnesses.
On cold nights, Natasha dreamed of ballerinas: porcelain, exquisite, their ribs jutting out stark under their skin.
(A Natasha Romanoff character focus)
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- Part 2 of bringing the war home
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14 May 2026