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Blue Wounds by Vosnos
Fandoms: Hunger Games Trilogy - Suzanne Collins, Hunger Games Series - All Media Types, The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes - Suzanne Collins
21 Nov 2024
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Memories are a fickle thing. Fluid and slippery, like a fish slipping between the netting made to render it food.
Memories turn us (their humans) into prey, stalking us from around corners and in the corridors of sleep and reality.Welcome to the 70th Hunger Games.
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The Left Hand by Vosnos
Fandoms: Dune Series - Frank Herbert, Dune - All Media Types, Dune (2021), Dune - Fandom
19 Mar 2024
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The Left Hand, weigher and sculptor
The Right Hand, mother and wombShe who crafted Her.
They who crafted His Hands.The handprints of a "Messiah" know both blood and miracle.
Cut me off, cut me off - I was never meant to be part of your body.Religion and Love are similar - both breed desire, both breed delusion.
Once you taste one, can you ever be free from either?
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In The Woods Somewhere by Saradika
Fandoms: The Last of Us (Video Games), The Last of Us (TV)
07 May 2023
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When a break-in startles you awake, it’s hard not to assume the worst. But when the thief is revealed to be a teenager just trying to help her wounded guardian - you find your heart softening.
Because after all… you suppose your cabin has enough room for three.
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15 Feb 2024
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He’s too used to talking. It’s all he’s done, all he’s known for so long.
But when he’s with you, he wants to give. He tries - as much as he can, with what pieces he has left. They’re yours, pricking your fingers as you try to fit the slivers of himself back together.
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15 Feb 2024
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can’t get you out of my mind by Saradika
Fandoms: The Last of Us (TV), The Last of Us (Video Games)
17 Nov 2023
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The flannel you now wear around your waist bunches in his fist. Using it as leverage, the jerk of his hand as he pulls you back to meet his thrust.
His flannel.
Joel recognizes it. A relic from Lincoln, the green and reds fading with the trail long since traveled. Patched sewn over holes that match scars carved into his own flesh.
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15 Feb 2024
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A change in your usual patrol schedule, a dash of over-protectiveness, and a gossipy partner leads to you desperately wish you could turn back time.
Because how can you face Joel, after this?
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15 Feb 2024