19 Works by Ghostbitsforkicks
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"Ooooh, you want it so bad, huh?"
She was amused, for fuck's sake–Mira was dripping all over the polished, black leather of her boot, shivering at the press of the wand between her thighs, flexing against the soft, lavender ropes binding her arms to her ankles–and Zoey was laughing at her.
Whenever Mira was done being black-out horny, they were gonna have some fucking words.
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Mira and Rumi put Zoey's boots to good use.
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Zoey whined as she bared her teeth, rolling her hips against nothing even as she pressed back, squirming, fighting, snapping and growling, and–
"Do not show me your teeth unless you're actually ready to use them."
Zoey froze.
The satin fabric of a business suit pressed roughly against her skin; the sharp weight of an elbow dug into her shoulder; the fist in Zoey's hair gripped tight, a searing, relentless pull.
What she noticed most of all, though, were the fangs.
"Are you done?" Celine's voice was clipped, sharp as a blade and twice as cold, just like her daughter. "Or do you need a firmer hand?"
Just like her daughter, she smelled extra sweet.
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Zoey is a late presenting alpha. Celine has much to teach her.
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"… Zoey?"
Hard to see anything beyond the flash of her smile, but it looked like Zoey had moved in time to miss having an entire steering column drop on her face; Rumi couldn't see any blood, for which she thanked her lucky stars.
Until Zoey spoke, at least.
"Fuck, Rums–" breathy, scratchy, low–the press of her between Rumi's legs suddenly electric. "Close."
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Classic car owner Rumi needs work done on her '69 Chevelle SS. Classic car mechanic Zoey is here to help.
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Greedy, Zoey thought breathlessly. Rumi was beautiful and greedy and Zoey loved her so bad it was silly. "We missed you."
Just love. Not fear, not panic, not lingering, choking guilt.
Mira paused at Rumi's words, standing just behind her.
"You missed me?" A murmur as she leaned in, tracing along Zoey's jaw. She stopped with her hand cupping the back of Zoey's neck, nails resting against the skin behind her ear like a threat. "With Zoey inside of you?"
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Zoey learns how to forgive herself.
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"Somebody's gotta supervise you in the kitchen, right?"
It was Rumi's turn to snort, now.
"Is that what you're calling it?"
"Well, what else would it–"
"Snacking," Rumi interrupted, tapping her finger against Zoey's back. "Ogling. Being cute and distracting."
"I am also dispensing necessary tips and tricks, and providing life-saving firefighting advice, and–"
And at that moment, a whump sounded from the direction of the stove.
"Ah… Rumi?"
"… Yes, Zoey."
"Is that–?"
A bone deep sigh that Zoey could feel as strongly as the heat from the fire.
"… Yep."
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Obsessed by Ghostbitsforkicks
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
06 Feb 2026
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"And just who are you talking to, Griddle?" Curiosity colored Harrow's voice, the eyebrow she quirked as she dragged her gaze up and down Gideon's body the only sign of her amusement.
"I–" Gideon's throat itched. She cleared it and sucked in a breath. "Who do you think, Harrowhark?"
"I truly could not begin to guess, Griddle," Harrow murmured, chin dipping towards her chest. The heat in her eyes was a blistering force, raising Gideon's core temperature even as it bled into her voice. "Simply because I know you know better than to speak to me in that manner."
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Gideon tries out dommeing, with varying results.
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- Part 3 of Soft-Domme Harrow AU
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"I did you guys a favor, you know."
Zoey hummed, doing another turn, another scan of their surroundings.
"Y'think so?"
Rumi shifted her hands in a stretch–Zoey saw Mira's scowl harden, grip tightening on her gokdo–as the woman straightened her arms over her head. The hem of her crop-top lifted slightly, a sliver of pale flesh flashing in Zoey's periphery, teasing just above the waistline of her pants.
Zoey definitely didn't stare.
Too much, anyways.
"I know so," Rumi answered after a moment, shaking her arms out. "Spiro wanted you dead."
And then she shot Zoey a smirk, and that look was all tongue and teeth and promise.
"But I've got more use for you alive."
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No way Mira and Zoey could have known kidnapping one woman would cause them so much trouble, right? After all, what does a mafia boss and her loyal enforcer have to fear?
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The demon!Rumi / mafia boss!Mira / mafia enforcer!Zoey AU.
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Begging–
She is begging to be taken.
And she is clearly not accustomed to doing this part alone–she has always been cradled within the three part harmony of their souls, held by the gentle touch of their hands–and so, for a moment, Rumi does nothing but twitch and whine, trying to stay still, trying to wait–trying to be good, so good, like she knows she must–
But she is impatient. She is desperate.
And, as the camera rolls, she seems to realize she's allowed to be bad.
Just this once.
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Someone Else's Problem by Ghostbitsforkicks
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
25 Sep 2025
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Death number four was where things started to go sideways.
Gideon's breath was shaky, stuttering; she released it after swallowing bloody, salty spit, and she could even pretend that her breathing sounded like that from the act of puking, or from being light-headed, or–
Or anything, really, just so long as it wasn't–
Harrow, on her knees, hands shoved into Gideon's thighs to the wrist–blood leaking from her ears, now, her mouth and cheeks a nauseating, sticky mess. Black and sheeted, the blood crusted at the edges, clotting beneath her chin as that blazing hot pain pulled grunts of pleasure from behind Gideon's teeth. She must have made a noise; the pain was all encompassing, a hot, violent cacophony of suffering that appeared at first blush comprised of an impossible pressure against her throat–
But the pleasure was, somehow, worse.
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Gideon doesn't die in the end, much to her chagrin.
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"Whatever you're thinking of," Mira drawled, lips twitching against a grin, "don't."
"I wasn't thinking anything!"
"Zoey," she said again, cocking an eyebrow. "I can already smell it on you... And Rumi and I are gonna have a hard enough time with this without you smelling like the world's juiciest steak."
Zoey blinked.
"You think I smell like steak?"
Rumi sidled up beside Mira, crossing her arms as well.
"Maybe not steak; something savory, though. Very tasty."
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The world thinks HUNTR/X is two parts alpha, one part Omega.
The world couldn't be more wrong.
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Discipline. It was hard to stop herself when Zoey moved like that, when she said Mira's name like that–desperate, pleading–but now that Mira thought on it, she was curious.
"It's–I mean, y'know, it's just that–" Zoey talked fast, all the words riding one breath like she was afraid she wouldn't have time for another– "have you noticed" –and the blush returned, even more obvious now that Zoey couldn't hide her face–
She swallowed.
"Have you noticed Rumi's got fangs now?"
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Zoey's noticed some changes in Rumi, and it definitely needs further study.
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Ordinary by Ghostbitsforkicks
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
13 Aug 2025
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Gideon froze on hands and knees as the gun dug into her stomach, just above her hip.
Beneath her, the woman sucked in rasping breaths made all the more difficult by the skull affixed overtop her face. Gideon could see the sharp lines of her chin, and the curve of her lower lip, and nothing else; the skull’s teeth and cheekbones obscured all other features, and the gaping sockets revealed darkness interrupted by only the briefest glimpse of the whites of the woman’s eyes.
Gideon bared her teeth, breath coming fast and tight.
“Now just why’n the hell you gotta go and-”
“Why do I have to–wait, hold on–”
“Yeah, why do you have to go sneaking up on me, damnfool y’are–”
“Wait–Griddle?”
The whites of those skull-socketed eyes grew wider. Gideon felt her stomach tighten, a welling of dread like the tickle of scorpion claws felt on the legs.
“... Ain’t no damn way.”
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A one-shot cowboy AU.
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Wicked Hearts by Ghostbitsforkicks
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
06 Aug 2025
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It was like watching a puppeteer pull all of Harrow’s strings simultaneously, Gideon thought; the little hagette stood straighter, though not taller- she was still five foot nothing, more furious purse dog than shaking purse dog- but she nodded firmly, once, before turning to Cam.
"Very well,” she said. “Marry me, Camilla.”
A vicious spit-take on Gideon’s part translated to one exceptionally high eyebrow in Cam, but nothing more.
“Like I said,” Cam began carefully, “I’m married to Dulcie, and unfortunately, polyamory is not recognized under the UCMJ. I can’t marry you without her losing her benefits.”
Then, because Cam was the absolute worst, she shrugged and said, offhandedly,
“Why don’t you marry Gideon?”- or -
Harrow needs health insurance, and Gideon needs Harrow (to not be a dick.) What better way to provide for them both than a little light fraud between frenemies?
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Hate This Song by Ghostbitsforkicks
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
29 May 2025
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“One whiteclaw and one vodka cran,” Harrow’s voice rang out, slicing through the crowd with all the welcoming shock of a newly bitten lip. “And leave the tab open.”
It couldn't be; Gideon was wide the fuck awake and nightmares can't happen when you're on your feet, right? She couldn't have heard her childhood nemesis, the vindictive little troll who’d inflicted so much cruelty on a younger, less wary Gideon- she'd imagined it. Had to have imagined it.
“Nav,” Cam said, voice lower now that the band- Gideon didn't remember the name so she referred to them internally as The Mopey McGee’s- had finally packed it in. The crowd’s noise rose to a dull roar around them, and Gideon hoped that her auditory hallucinations had come to an end.
“Griddle?”
Oh fuck oh fuck oh-
Not a hallucination.
Not a hallucination.
-Leaving the past behind is a harder task than Gideon thought it would be, especially when that past is an angry little emo intent on ruining her life.
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Welcome to the Gun Club by Ghostbitsforkicks
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
15 Mar 2025
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“You mean,” the woman said, her voice low, “Corporal Kiramman. I know you know how rank works in my illustrious corps.”
“I don’t give a fuck about your rank,” Vi grit out, embarrassed at the flush she felt climbing her neck. “We were in the same fucking bootcamp platoon."
“We were,” Kiramman answered, standing up straight, “And you couldn’t seem to get it right then, either.”
“Alright, you little shit-”
“Ten minutes,” Kiramman interrupted, turning, “or you can walk back to the barracks.”
And then she was gone, those long legs taking her from the locker room on silent feet. Vi was left under a rapidly cooling stream of water, fists clenched, face red, and wet in more ways than one.
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Being in the infantry doesn't always suck, but when needs of the Marine Corps drops one hell of a situationship back in her lap, Vi is faced with a second chance she never thought she'd get.
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Misbehave by Ghostbitsforkicks
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
01 Mar 2025
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“On your knees, Griddle. Let’s talk about your poor behavior this morning.”
“To be fair, I wouldn't exactly call it bad-”
“I would,” Harrow interrupted, pinching the blouse- her blouse, she corrected herself, because Gideon would never again wear it without thinking of Harrow.
“Quite rude of you to touch me like that. And to do so knowing I had work, after?”
"Pretty sure you started it," Gideon mumbled absently, her hands creeping forward on the bed. "Besides," she said, "I can make it up to you, like. Right now."
She paused then, a smirk on her lips that showed teeth.
"If you let me."
---Harrow learns how to lose control.
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- Part 2 of Soft-Domme Harrow AU
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Control by Ghostbitsforkicks
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
07 Feb 2025
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“I thought you were gonna show me- the kinky stuff? The, um.”
And because God was a real bastard, Gideon had to watch as Harrow’s smirk widened.
“Oh, is that all you wanted, Griddle? I still intend to show you how I dominate women,” she breathed, leaning even closer- her chin tilted up as she held Gideon’s gaze. “I am just asking if I can touch you, first.”
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Gideon receives an object lesson in how to domme.
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- Part 1 of Soft-Domme Harrow AU
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Iris, All the Time by Ghostbitsforkicks
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
20 Dec 2024
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"Fuck. Stop that."
"Stop- stop what?"
“You- Whatever you’re doing,” Harrow gasped, and she found then that she was beyond caring how she sounded, beyond trying to pretend like Nav wasn’t affecting her- the vampire’s eyes shone with delight.
“Me? I’m not doing anything, ma’am. It was you who waltzed in here, unannounced, and immediately got wet as hell watching me.”
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A vampire Hunter stumbles upon a vampire in a compromising position.
In the heat of the moment, agreements are made.
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Badlands by Ghostbitsforkicks
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
27 Sep 2024
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“This is my roommate, Gideon. She has a filthy mouth, and she wears only as many clothes as is strictly necessary, but please know that she is very dear to me.”
There was a joke in there that Gideon wanted desperately to explore, but she was struggling to decide if she wanted to yell or run away. She settled on the third option: neither.
“Nah, fuck that,” she growled, pointing the spatula like a sword at the tiny, emo interloper.
“Get that snitching-ass gremlin the fuck outta here.”
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A paramedic and a surgeon walk into a Boston hospital, and things go downhill from there.