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Why one small American town won’t stop stoning its residents to death by Charlotte_Stant for sophiahelix
Fandoms: The Lottery - Shirley Jackson, The New Yorker RPF
24 Dec 2025
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The picturesque village of Buell, Maine is one of the last in the United States to continue the tradition of the “harvest” or “prosperity” lottery. Its residents insist the lottery makes them stronger, even as condemnation from outsiders grows.
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same lesson again by brightlight
Fandoms: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses
07 Oct 2024
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Felix sighed, his frustration audible. “Were you planning on getting this healed at all?”
“Sure,” Sylvain lied.
Felix looked at him again, longer. There was something rotten in Sylvain’s chest. That wasn’t new, really, except that five years of war left it darker and heavier than ever.
“For once, you could be honest,” Felix said finally, his voice rougher than Sylvain was expecting.
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02 Aug 2025
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"Please, take that piece of chocolate cake in the fridge, before Sean or I can get to it." Ellen waves a single free hand at Martin while he packs a bin the size of a picnic basket.
"Uh -- I think we'll be..." Hooper shrugs under her gaze. "...dissecting a carcass."
She smiles, wearied and a little far-away. "You don't have to take the cake along."
Outside, the tide comes in dark under the stars, eating the shore slow and spitting it up. Hooper tightly squeezes his own crossed arms. He has at least two pairs of goggles in his trunk of gear. His wetsuit is coiled at the bottom. He can't decide if it's more dangerous to ask a woman he just met if she has any tampons in the house or to jump into the Atlantic ocean with nothing.
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Hooper gets his period on Amity Island.
Like... all throughout the events of Jaws.
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19 Jul 2025
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Brody and Hooper, safe on land.
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23 Jun 2025
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When she'd gone to Robby, she wonders whether he'd been able to smell the desperation buried beneath her hesitance, the overwhelming stench of decaying need giving itself away. Believe me, believe me, believe me. It's all she'd ever wanted. Maybe no one had to die this time.
Or: Trinity Santos rediscovers the meaning of team.
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22 Jun 2025