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Our House is a Very, Very, Very Fine House by FreeFallLand
Fandoms: Never Give Annabelle A Gun - Shoot From The Hip Sketch, Shoot From The Hip Sketches
26 Dec 2025
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Annabelle tried to get her to dance—She always does. It makes Butch smile just to think of it, but it's a sad sort of smile. She knows she ain't got the kind of dancing feet that Annabelle does. That girl can just about fly when she's on the dance floor. Butch can barely even keep time.
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If the world stood still by BBatCCat, FreeFallLand, Thishumanformislimiting
Fandoms: Shoot From The Hip Sketches, Toby's Secret Pocket - Shoot From The Hip Sketch, The Game of Truth and Tea - Shoot From The Hip Sketch
11 Nov 2025
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Clancy and Doohickey are sent to investigate a string of kidnappings, not even I know what comes next.
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Undercover work was never easy. But undercover as a couple with the man who destroyed your marriage, the man who you feel so many mixed emotions about, to find out why couples are disappearing like this? Oh boy.This was gonna be a case and a half.
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I Hope We Both Die by FreeFallLand for drownedscribe
Fandoms: Shoot From The Hip Sketches, We Buried The Wrong Guy - Shoot From The Hip Sketch
06 Oct 2025
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She gets the body nearly all the way inside before she hears a rustle of noise behind her.
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Love Triangle Geometry by FreeFallLand
Fandoms: Shoot From The Hip Sketches, Clarissa's DIY Wedding - Shoot from the Hip Sketch
22 Sep 2025
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Clarissa-Suzanne is sparklingly, softly, completely in love.
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If It Was Gonna Kill You, Boy, It Would Have By Now by FreeFallLand
Fandoms: Les Misérables - Schönberg/Boublil, Les Misérables - All Media Types
12 Sep 2025
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To Mr. Grantaire—the email begins. I hope this email finds you well.
The email finds him hunched over the kitchen sink, trying to dryswallow two Ibuprofen; the email finds him running on five hours and twelve minutes of restless sleep; the email finds him not having even started on the stupid fucking movement studies; the email, in fact, does not find him all that well. -
Threshold of Revelation by FreeFallLand
Fandoms: Arthurian Mythology, Arthurian Mythology & Related Fandoms
31 Aug 2025
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"Where are we?"
Without turning, Gawain shakes his head. The wind smells of sea salt and spring; it moves cleanly over his face and stirs the grass with whispering noises. "You are not meant to be here," he says.
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Raven in a Field of Rye: Arthuriana August 2025 by FreeFallLand
Fandoms: Arthurian Mythology
28 Aug 2025
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A collection of works based on @caer-gai's (tumblr) prompts!
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Pity the Mayflies in the Swimming Pool at Dawn by FreeFallLand
Fandoms: Shoot From The Hip Sketches, The Haunted Diary Entry - Shoot From The Hip Sketch
18 Aug 2025
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Agatha, and her two sons. There was never any father, never even the rumour of one. Any other unwed mother would've been subject to stares and murmurs. But not Agatha. There was something…impenetrable about her. Something sharp and cold, like a deep breath in January. Bracing and strange and furious.
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It's That Little Souvenir of a Terrible Year by FreeFallLand
Fandoms: The Outsiders - S. E. Hinton
13 Aug 2025
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After supper, we go out to the graveyard. We’re quiet on the walk over, the kind of quiet that comes after a storm before the birds come back.
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Nobody Gave You a Map of the Ridge by FreeFallLand
Fandoms: The Outsiders - S. E. Hinton
01 Aug 2025
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It was about a week after Johnny and Dallas died when I came home to find my kid brother dead-drunk on the couch.
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Dear Mam, Gaheris cut my hair.
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“I know you’re awake,” Agravaine said eventually. “It’s no good pretending you’re not.” Gawain made no answer save for a movement behind his still-closed eyelids that may well have been an eye-roll. “It’s your own fault you’re laid up like this, so there’s no use in sulking.”
“Oh, do piss off for once, Ag,” Gawain mumbled, and Agravaine did fall silent for a moment, not because of his brother’s request but rather because of the use of the childhood nickname seldom heard anymore, it having been discarded along with his Orcadian accent which had faded after much muttered practicing, along with the raging fights that he and Gawain used to have which had been replaced by well-placed barbs and bitter looks.
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Lancelot is well accustomed to Gawain’s gullish tendencies, so he takes to the sky to find him. A correct assumption: Gawain sits balanced on the battlements, his hair unbound and rusty and waving lazily in the wind.
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Four years after Bob, Johnny Cade, and Dallas Winston's deaths, and Cherry Valance is still picking up the pieces. When Ponyboy Curtis comes back into her life, she has a plan.
"We’d sat on the roof holding hands until it was dark. He waited. He waited until it was full dark, until we could barely see each other at all. That was when Ponyboy leaned over and kissed me."
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Goodbye, Red by FreeFallLand
Fandoms: Revolting Rhymes (TV), Fairy Tales & Related Fandoms
16 Jun 2025
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The soup cools. Red eats slowly, mechanically. Every now and then, a tear trickles down her cheek. Far away, the Wolf slips into the forest, becoming a shadow that fades away into the darkness of leaves and night. This is home for each of them.
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- 1,168
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I Start the Day Lying and End with the Truth by FreeFallLand
Fandoms: Richard II - Shakespeare
15 Jun 2025
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For a while, it was very simple. Henry knew his place. The answers were made clear to him. This is what fate is: A large hand grips your own and says 'Your cousin will be King. You will not. This is your life. This is your hand.' It’s all very simple. For a time.
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You Can't Swim When You've Been Dead a Hundred Years by FreeFallLand
Fandoms: Arthurian Mythology
08 Jun 2025
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Gareth swims laps, and Mordred sits on the concrete, against the wall of the concession stand, listening to Queen on his Walkman on a loop. He doesn’t like swimming. If he could open his eyes underwater, it would be tolerable; seeing the chalky white of the pool walls would destroy the mystique a bit.
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In a field, under noonday sun, lying half a spear’s length away from his dead son, Arthur dies slowly.
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You know the exact moment you broke.
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“What’ve you done now?”
Linet’s voice is conversational, but her volume has dropped as if she doesn’t want the gathered masses to overhear. Mordred starts, nearly spilling wine on himself. His head still feels full of wool.