Kitsynn
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much larger than life ('cause from such height life looks awful small) by Kitsynn
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games), Original Work
18 Dec 2025
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All dreams fade, most are stolen.
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A super short poem I wrote about the dark urge but can be read without any knowledge about baldurs gate or d&d. (or even read as written for some other character or oc)
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- English
- Words:
- 45
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- 1/1
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if dreams can come true (what does that say about nightmares?) by Kitsynn
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
05 Dec 2025
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Where Hymn goes death always follows.
Even so, there's someone she never manages to kill.
(Or: The Dark Urge and control. She never had any.)
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- Part 1 of A bard's Hymns
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The Dark Urge denies Bhaal and reflects on who they are now.
Really short first work I wrote, english is not my first language lol
Also this is probably terrible i literally just wrote this on a whim
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My fanworks based on the Hymn, a durge originally made by wastedwords (comment by them on the first fic in the series, I highly reccomend checking out their fics)
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Galinda Arduenna Upland is a newly famous artist thanks to social media and her work in the wedding industry, finally getting her own show within the prestigious Emerald City Art Gallery. Elphaba Thropp is a semi-famous defense attorney desperate to make sure her little sister's wedding goes off without a hitch.
Galinda needs inspiration for her final piece, and Elphaba needs Galinda so her sister's big day is everything she desires. After a clumsy consultation, an impromptu phone call and business dinner that turns into something more personal, the women strike a deal:
Galinda will paint Nessa's wedding, and Elphaba will be the model for Galinda's final piece for her art show.
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- 63,140
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Bookmarked by Kitsynn
21 Nov 2025
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unlimited, together we're unlimited by wolfie21
Fandoms: Wicked - All Media Types, The Wicked Years Series - Gregory Maguire, Wicked - Schwartz/Holzman, Wicked (Movie 2024)
07 Nov 2025
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"You want to be my spy." A statement, not a question, Elphaba's voice dipping into incredulity.
"There's more than one way to overthrow a government." Glinda smiled while batting her lashes.
// or: get on the broom, darling, we're going to take down the Wizard
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13 Nov 2025
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running back home (to you) by Mayverix
Fandoms: Wicked - Schwartz/Holzman, Wicked - All Media Types
16 Aug 2024
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It was wishful thinking. It had to be the truth. Glinda may not know much but she knew performance, and the more she thought about it the better it fit. Elphaba’s death didn’t make sense. Glinda had seen it with her own eyes and had stupidly believed that was proof it had happened.
Elphaba’s melting shadow had been wearing the hat. Glinda wasn’t sure of the scientification of melting, but surely either all or none of her clothes should have melted. Surely Elphaba herself shouldn’t have melted. Fiyero’s body was missing, and Elphaba’s hat was in her hands.
Glinda stared at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she realized she must have been crying. She looked crazy. It didn’t matter.
Elphaba was alive.
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10 Nov 2025
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i think about it all the time (lights went out, you were fine) by treblemakerz
Fandoms: Yellowjackets (TV)
31 Jan 2022
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Truth be told, Jackie’s always felt more like a honeybee than a yellowjacket.
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06 Oct 2025
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caught between the dark and the dreaming by Raayide
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
26 Jan 2024
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Marcus holds the goblet up, still stinking with klauthgrass, and ponders them, clutched in the wretched claws of his undead monsters. "Well," he says, and smiles. "If you will not willingly drink it, I have a manner of encouragement."
And then he raises his dagger, pricks his own wrist until scarlet pools over his pale skin, and lets blood drip into the goblet.
Before he can help it, Astarion stiffens.
Astarion has spent two hundred years with truth as a bitter enemy. Fitting, then, that his choice to say it is taken from him.
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- English
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- 18,925
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02 Oct 2025