12 Works by Suki_Babe
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Then, The King gasped. This was unusual, and even more unusual, rather than informing the women of the contents he held the parchment out to his wife and looked directly at Mary. Queen Charlotte then scanned the letter, her brow furrowing before her gaze also turned toward Mary.
“May I ask what the letter says?” Mary asked, tentatively. She did not wish to overstep, but based on their reactions it seemed quite apparent that the letter had something to do with her.
Charlotte turned to Collin, and he nodded. “King William of Netherfield is asking… for your hand.”
Mary’s mother gasped, “In marriage?”
Charlotte scowled, “Yes, in marriage. Obviously.”
The Queen and Queen Dowager were still speaking, but Mary was no longer listening. She must not have heard correctly, must have imagined Charlotte saying that King William wanted to marry her. It was inconceivable.
“Forgive me,” Mary interrupted, something she scarcely did, “King William has asked for my hand?”
“That is correct,” Collin responded, seeming pained. It was the first words he’d spoken since receiving the letter.
“You must accept,” her mother emphasized, “It could turn into a political divide if you do not.”
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Mary Bennet could be described with three words: intelligent, agreeable, and careful. She was also a damn good pianist, having dedicated her entire life to the study of the craft. As the only pianist for the London Symphony Orchestra, she was accomplished. Happy.
Right...?
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Thomas Hayward, famous published poet, had everything he'd ever wanted. He worked hard for the fancy flat and the fancy clothes. Never in his life had he ran out of things to say, until too many years seemed to cause his well to run dry. That is until the most beautiful pianist steps on stage... -
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It wasn’t as if Mary was moving to another country, London was barely an hour and a half drive from her childhood home. It would be a bit longer now that her mother was moving into Jane’s guest house, but even then it really shouldn’t have been such a big deal. It wasn’t like her mother liked her very much anyway.
Mary sighed again, and her uncle looked into the rearview mirror to ask “You alright back there?”
There was concern in his eyes, something she never seemed to find when it came to her mother. They looked alike, but in moments like this it was obvious how different they were.
“Yes, just nervous.” Mary responded.
Her aunt reached back from the passenger side to give her hand a tight squeeze.
“It’s normal to be nervous, Mary.” She smiled, “But trust me, you’ll thrive here.
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Or: Mary Bennet decides to move to London and just so happens to meet a handsome Irishman who works with her uncle... who knows what could happen?
Modern AU
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Mary Bennett knew what was to happen on her wedding night. Or, more accurately, she sort of knew what was to happen on her wedding night. There were many books hidden under her bed, both in childhood and adulthood, that briefly mentioned the logistics of the activities that would occur, but only in the briefest, most clinical sense.
To be completely frank, she was unsure what the appeal was. Besides, it is not as if she thought she would ever have the opportunity to experience said activities. The only additional information she was provided had come from her sisters, and they all had different ideas of whether or not wifely duties were… pleasurable. And even Lizzie, who had expressed how wonderful her wedding night had been, never went into great detail about what had made it so wonderful.
Now, only a day before her wedding, Mary was more confused than she had ever been. For the first time ever, she had the realization that she would be acting out the intimate details she had read about, not just reading them.-
Or: I thought it would be nice if Mary learned the appeal of intimacy with her husband while he reads a particularly... spicy poem aloud to her.
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Messin' Up My Mind, Fillin' Up My Senses by Suki_Babe
Fandoms: My Time At Sandrock (Video Game)
02 Jul 2025
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Logan
Relentless. That was the first word that came to mind when Logan thought about the builder’s flirtations over the past few months. But no… not relentless. More like… persistent. The first time he’d actually spoken to her, she said, “I fell in love with you at first sight.” He was, of course, taken aback considering the circumstances of the entire encounter, along with the fact that the only other time they’d laid eyes on each other was after the water tower incident. He was also aware that she was joking… teasing him.
Hannah
She’d given up. What else was she supposed to do? It had been months, and she couldn’t keep casually flirting with Logan while he made her heart clench every single time she saw him.
AKA I wanted to do a scene rewrite and got very carried away :P
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At that moment, Gale made a decision. He would look back afterwards and realize that perhaps he shouldn't have let his own desire guide his actions, but he could think of nothing else besides his need to touch her.
He took a few steps closer, whispering softly, "Tav."
________________________________________________________________________________________________Or: Gale catches Tav in a ~personal~ moment
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"Is this strange?" She asked.
He managed to tear his eyes away from her chest to look up at her face, "Is what strange?"
"This. Being here... with me. Because to be completely frank, it is strange for me. To think that maybe Mystra is out there, watching us. We are in her domain after all."
"This is merely an illusion of her domain, though it is conjured using the weave. But I assure you, she is not watching us. I do have a question for you, though."
"Ask away," she absentmindedly started playing with his earring, he stopped her hand and held it to his chest.
"If she was watching us, would it bother you?"
She took a second to ponder, adorably putting a hand to her chin and looking up.
"No," she said flatly, surprising Gale along with herself. "I thought that maybe it would, but I might actually prefer it."
My own take on the alternate Act 3 scene - I definitely took some liberties so hopefully you enjoy ;)
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- Part 2 of Gale Dekarios and His Drow
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"He wanted her... not just that, he desired her. And Tav would be lying if she said she didn't have the same desire. You need to focus, she reminded herself, do like he said, push these thoughts aside. She felt a slight smirk grow on her lips, For now."
While I thought that all of gale's romance scenes were *chef's kiss* I believe we deserved a bit more spice. Added my own take on Act 2. Hope you enjoy!
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- Part 1 of Gale Dekarios and His Drow
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This Means War by Suki_Babe
Fandoms: The Shadowhunter Chronicles - All Media Types, Shadowhunters (TV), The Mortal Instruments Series - Cassandra Clare
17 Jun 2020
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Alec Lightwood just started his new job as the gym teacher at Brighton high school where his sister teaches Biology. Everything was going great until he met the chemistry teacher: Magnus Bane. When a chance encounter ends with the two men absolutely despising one another, it’s up to their friends (and students) to try and get them to realize how perfect they are for one another.
Alternate summary: Every single fluffy trope known to man will be utilized in this short fanfic. Enjoy! <3
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Two Doors Down by Suki_Babe
Fandoms: Shadowhunters (TV), The Shadowhunter Chronicles - All Media Types
03 Jan 2020
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Alec: New job, new apartment, new town, new everything. Of course, Alec had grown up in Brooklyn, but a lot can change when you’re away from home for five years. Alec was more nervous about this move than he had been about anything in a long time. All he wanted was to unpack, relax, and prepare for his first day as the Art History teacher at the Pratt Institute. So why on earth had he let Izzy convince him to throw a party on Friday night?
Magnus: Magnus lived a good life, he was one of the best doctors at the NYU Langone Hospital in Brooklyn, plus he had plenty of friends. Of course, like anybody else, he got lonely sometimes, but that was far better than the alternative. After both Camille and Sebastian, Magnus had locked his heart up and never planned to open it for anybody… Until one particular Friday night, his neighbors were throwing a party two doors down.
Or: I recently watched the movie Dumplin’ and was inspired to write a fanfiction based off of a Dolly Parton song.
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Dear Magnus by Suki_Babe
Fandoms: Shadowhunters (TV), The Shadowhunter Chronicles - All Media Types, The Mortal Instruments Series - Cassandra Clare
31 Dec 2018
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***Major trigger warning***
Clarissa Adele Fairchild killed herself on November 23, 2017. Pills. What a completely un-glamorous way for someone so beautiful to leave such an ugly world. She officially died at 10:37 PM in the Emergency Room at the Brooklyn Hospital Center. As much as Magnus wished that he had been there, holding Clary’s hand, telling her to fight, and that he still needed her, he wasn’t. Magnus wasn’t there when his best friend took her final breath. Instead, he was passed out, drunk and alone.Clary didn’t call Magnus before she did it. They always make it look like this huge thing in movies. If this were a movie, Clary would have tried to call Magnus. But movies have happy endings. Ones where best friends stay best friends, and no one kills themselves. But this is Clary’s reality. Even though it feels like one big fucking nightmare.
7 words. Not even an explanation or some big existential crisis about how life wasn’t worth living and there wasn’t a point. No, just 7 words. “I am so sorry. I love you.” If you loved me, you would still be here. But in case you hadn’t noticed, you’re not here anymore and I’m alone. Completely alone. So, fuck you Clary. And fuck those 7 words.
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Magnus stepped off the plane. He took a moment to look around the airport. There were people all around him, some waiting to get on a plane to wherever they were going, and some coming home. All that Magnus could think was that hopefully, finally, he was coming home too. New York had been a magnificent place, of course, but the bad memories that surrounded Brooklyn overtook his love for the city. While Portland, Oregon was also a city, it was smaller than New York and had an entirely different set of people. Magnus needed change, and he needed it fast.
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Alec would describe his life as mundane, boring, always the same. He didn’t necessarily mind the routine, it helped him keep a steady head, but there were definitely times when Alec wished for a little bit of adventure. But every time Alec thought about that, he was immediately brought back to the incident. Routine stopped anything like that happening ever again. And Alec would be damned if he ever allowed it. So, he just continued his morning run like he always did.
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Or: I ran out of fanfiction and decided to write my own.