Matrya

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    A collection of ficlets written for Fictober 2018, spanning a variety of fandoms, characters, and pairings (I hope!) Warning: No beta reader has come within a hundred miles of these fics.

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    Angel moves to Los Angeles. He needs to keep Buffy safe, and the best way to do that is to be somewhere else.

    That is neither the start, nor the end, of the story.

    [ON HOLD] while I flesh out some of the 'plot'lines that got tangled.

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    do you wanna come with me?

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    A Series of Conversations About One Thing

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    Here is what remains of Dean Winchester’s life: one brother (still living), one hundred fifty-seven thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight empty beer bottles, an unappreciated collection of cassette tapes, a pile of flannels that would very nearly outlive the existence of the species God called humanity, forty-two cents, seventy-three dollars, a car that will remain unused until after the passing of Sam Winchester where it will be then melted down into scrap metal, a weathered headstone, an already fading reputation, and a many-times folded square of a menu for the only restaurant in Lebanon that Dean had never attended but thought frequently of visiting with someone he loved very deeply.

    There are, of course, other items, tangible and intangible, that Dean Winchester has left behind, but these are the ten items on which his Heaven is built.

    Here is the sum total of Dean Winchester’s Heaven: nine perfectly happy moments and one fantasy, spread across thirty-nine miserable years. The fantasy is something Naomi lets Castiel give Dean. She knows Castiel thinks it will let Dean escape. Castiel is wrong.

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    27 Oct 2024

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    The house on Neibolt was standing again.

    Bill was talking about going in alone. How?

    “So does somebody want to say something?” Eddie asked, still breathing, still fucking breathing and alive and not dripping his Goddamn organs out of his chest.

    “Richie said it the b-best when we were here last,” Bill said.

    “Holy fuck.”

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    30 May 2020

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    Possibly my favorite movie!Richie fic, my favorite movie!Reddie Fic, and my favorite time loop Fic of all time.

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    “Look, Eddie. I know you’d be a first time cat owner, but that’s nothing to worry about,” Richie says, so confidently, Eddie can’t be sure if he’s talking about the same thing he’s talking about. His brain is full of flashing alarms and sirens, he doesn’t know anymore who picked this metaphor, or if they’re actually talking about pets. “I haven’t had a cat since Watergate,” Richie laughs. “If you can imagine. But uh, I can still remember the ropes. If you wanted to get a cat together, I’d even be happy to, ya know, take the little guy to get tested, if that was what you needed...”

    “Oh God,” Eddie buries his face in his hands. Well, Richie’s definitely talking about what he’s talking about, at least. 

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    30 Jul 2020

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    Number one miniseries Reddie of all time

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    “Finish it out,” he grits between clenched teeth. “Go on. Ask it.”

    Nolan shifts in his seat. “Are or are you not attracted, at the very least, to Wilson?”

    House knocks his forehead against his cane. “I don’t know. Maybe.”

    [In which Nolan pulls at the Wilson thread, and House can't stop it all from unraveling. Repression is a hell of a drug.]

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    11 Sep 2024

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    These old men, I swear…

  5. Rec 8

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    You can see yourself in him now, so clearly, and it hurts. (Miles, and Julian, and the war.)

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    02 Sep 2024

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    I felt things. Quite taught and serious.

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