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i want the secrets your secrets haven't found by sayme
Fandoms: Raven Cycle - Maggie Stiefvater
02 Oct 2021
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blue sargent has five soulmates, and she could kill any of them with a touch.
or: polyamorous soulmates, tarot cards, and ghosts. who wants orange juice?
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noah czerny deserved better. that's all i have to say about this fic.
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noah's anxiety ridden and has family issues. whelk is not a good support system. murder ensues (come on, we all knew that was coming).
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Simon Snow is Sick by sayme
Fandoms: Carry On Series - Rainbow Rowell, Simon Snow & Related Fandoms
05 Dec 2020
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Simon is sick and Baz is the only one who can get in their room, so he takes care of Simon. Like, with chicken noodle soup and stuff. Probably gonna be a multi-chapter fic. And I'll probably change the title.
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Some Baz angst because I felt like it. Less than one hundred words.
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trc: the polyamorous soulmate edition, vol 1 by sayme
Fandom: Raven Cycle - Maggie Stiefvater
02 Oct 2021
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“Really, now?” Adam snorted, “Sure. Hours, months even, of trying to get you motivated and writing. Nothing you've done has been remotely worth recording, but your midnight drinking binge was really the key. I bet I'll love it.”
“You will. It's about you.”
It took less time to process than Ronan expected. Or more. Seconds were blurring and signals crossing; once he'd hit the second bottle of cheap, convenience store vodka, things began to blend. Meld. All shit, jet-fuel alcohol sugars. Adam's face stilled, like the halting of facial procedures helped him compute information faster.
“And that…” Adam swallowed. “That was… inspiring for you?”
“Listen to the song and tell me how inspiring it is.” Ronan wiggled the device, again. “Come on. Most guys are flattered by this shit.”
“You wrote a song about me?”
“I write a lot of songs about you.” Ronan blinked, twice.
musician ronan. producer adam. we know the drill.
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19 Nov 2025
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His father named him in the traditions of their people, the proud hill tribes of the Hawk and Gryphon who worshipped the Silver Lady of the night and roamed the purpled heather of the moorlands on boar-back since before the first magic word was spoken. His mother, the priest-queen, called him Lissar—golden, for his shining hair, but it was not his name. Few would ever know his name, in life or in history, or even in myth.
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Anharion, and all he remembers.
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08 Nov 2025
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“You know, most people, when they make a new friend, take them out to coffee. Maybe a movie. Hang at the park. They don’t fuck their boyfriends.”
“He won’t be his boyfriend,” Adam said, “That’s the whole point. I’m not going to do anything until he’s single.” He ignored her glare, “All I’m doing is accelerating their trajectory a bit. They’d break up anyway. Have you seen them?”
“Homewrecker.”
“If a relationship is ruined by a deck of cards, it's hardly a home to wreck.”
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Adam wants Ronan. Ronan is with Gansey. Adam uses tarot to rectify the situation. If you really think about it, he's not doing anything wrong.
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back in january!
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- Part 1 of deception, perfection, wonderful traits
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12 Oct 2025
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Pull a Card For Me by mizdiz
Fandoms: Raven Cycle - Maggie Stiefvater, Dreamer Trilogy - Maggie Stiefvater
17 Nov 2025
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Just another wrong number texting AU. So I like tropes, sue me. College-aged. (Mostly) non-magical AU, except Adam is a psychic because I wanted an excuse to talk about tarot.
Story told through embedded images/fanart so I don't have a precise word count, sorry. Just come vibe with me!
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18 Sep 2025
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If Dreams Were Thunder and Lightning Was Desire by Birdpeople (DeusExMachina)
Fandoms: Raven Cycle - Maggie Stiefvater
26 Jun 2025
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The bar was noisy, noisier than Ronan had expected for a chilly gray evening in late April, especially in a place like this, all cheap floor-cleaner and folding chairs. The faded pinup calendar tacked up behind the bar was at least two years out of date. Miss August ‘84 smiled vacantly down at him.
A girl stepped up to the mic, thoughtfully lowered to accommodate her. “We’re Indigo Blue.” Her voice had a pleasant Virginia shine on it, and Ronan was taken aback at that unexpected glimpse of home, out here in the middle of fucking nowhere, Indiana. The drummer clicked his sticks together, one, two, three, and the guitarist picked out a sweet, moody little melody and the bassist came in softly to round out the sound. The girl hung her head, one hand wrapped around the mic stand, clearly counting. When the time came, she lifted her head and sang in a sweet, moody voice that matched the music.
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My 1986 folk band AU. Ronan just happens to be in the right bar on the right night, and after two years of drifting, these people feel like home.
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31 Jul 2025