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Culinary superstar Qi Xue dies in a random accident and wakes up in an ancient world—the world of the novel she'd just been reading!
Eh, why not take advantage of her modern knowledge? Shrugging her shoulders, Qi Xue decides to make delicious foods at her new household and cook her way to the top!
And who is this Fang Wenhui who is always by her side...?
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you can’t seem to hold me (can’t seem to let me go) by cavalierCot
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
14 May 2023
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“You couldn’t eat her right,” Kiriona murmurs, all barbed wire, wrought iron. “What do you think, Harrowhark? Should I fucking eat you? Hm? Should I make it hurt?”
“Yes,” Harrow gasps, breathless and pathetic. It’s the first word she’s spoken all evening.
The Ninth ate Gideon whole — Kiriona touches Harrow and threatens to eat her too.
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11 Oct 2026
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The kinky side of their hookups had escalated so slowly and so subtly that there wasn’t really an obvious point to have a kink negotiation, since this was supposed to be casual, vanilla sex. Yolanda had taken the fact that Trinity hadn’t protested, still came when Yolanda called, still reached out in return, as proof that Trinity was into the same things.
Historically, Yolanda has liked tormenting her partners in bed—taking them apart, making them lose their minds, and eventually putting them back together—but only in a way they’re okay with, of course. For most people, that’s through pain.
Trinity, apparently, loses it when Yolanda is nice to her.
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13 Jul 2026
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blind rec from A
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Trinity Santos knows how to fight. She knows how to fight with her words–acerbic exegesis disguised as something lighter, something that takes a second or two before the burning really begins to sink in. She knows how to fight with her body, the exact shapes to make to cause maximum impact. And when, exactly, it’s appropriate to embody herself so wholly that she becomes only her body. She knows how to fight with silence so cold that she herself is scolded by the ice, left scarred and shivering. And she knows how to fight by running–her absence the final blow, any and all closure absconded alongside her ghost. So really, fighting is what she does best. She’s been doing it her whole life. Bruised knuckles, bruised heart, bruised soul. She’s been doing it her whole damn life–but she cannot seem to win the battle against one Yolanda Garcia.
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"There are so many different kinds of love and they're all called the same thing. I love Winter, I love Yang, Yang loves Blake, like any of those are the same feeling. It's stupid."
In which Weiss Schnee learns to love many people, and many people learn to love her, and none of it works the way she was taught that it's supposed to.
(Or: local repressed bisexual goes from zero to a hundred, accidentally becomes the group bicycle/amateur therapist)
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10 Oct 2026
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not rec'd by A but this is an A fic nonetheless