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Lampblack by starcunning for hotsuqueen
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games), Forgotten Realms (Roleplaying Game)
14 Feb 2026
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Wintering in Waterdeep affords Abdirak some time in a proper temple of Loviatar--and in the company of one of Her lay worshipers.
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The Canopy and the Crown by starcunning for rocknlobster
Fandoms: Kushiel's Legacy - Jacqueline Carey
15 Dec 2025
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In advance of official proclamations, Imriel de la Courcel returns to his foster home to discuss a piece of news with his family.
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Saint Sabbat Guards the Flame of Memory by starcunning for fenrisian
Fandoms: Warhammer 40.000, Eisenhorn Series - Dan Abnett
21 Oct 2025
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Ravenor is officially promoted to Interrogator, visits Spaeton House, and buys Eisenhorn a host gift.
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If she does not go now, she will never make it out.
Knowing not what she flees, X’shasi Kilntreader steals away into the last of the night.
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The Warrior of Light reflects on possible pasts—and inaccessible futures—with her husband in a rare moment of rest.
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X'rhun Tia and his apprentice Arya return to Gyr Abania in the wake of its liberation.
Songfic inspired by "The Measure of His/Our Reach," the Ala Mhigan national anthem and Garlean anthem for Gyr Abanian territories under occupation.
Originally published in Answers, a FFXIV fanzine.
Content advisory: this fic depicts a PTSD flashback. -
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Fulgrim has seen that face before.
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black under moonlight by starcunning
Fandoms: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses
16 Apr 2020
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When she sits before him once more her gaze sweeps over him, assessing him like a battlement she means to break, a fortress she means to besiege. A castle that she will conquer.
“This excites you,” Byleth says. It is not a question, and there is no order to answer.
But there may be pleasure in his answering, so he nods. A trickle of sweat stings against the tiny cut upon his neck.
“I had not imagined you given to such mortal hungers,” she continues, seeming amused.
“Mortal is the word indeed,” the knight agrees. He looks at her—she who wields the sword that will destroy him, if not now; she who has taken his blood for the first time. She will come for the rest in her turn. “There is an aching I feel when I see you with a weapon in your hand, and it drives me to seek you.” This much she knows, but he has never asked … “Do you not feel the same?” -
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A few more riders came along to give their thanks to the host, and Shasi excused herself. She could hardly blame them for staring, she supposed, as she found herself watching the rest of the group prepare themselves. There were no few fine ponies, birds, and hounds among the lot, but looking at her own team she could not help but feel a sense of pride. No doubt it dwelt in the breast of every owner, trainer, or handler on the line—or else why go to all this trouble—but she let it linger nevertheless. As she dwelt in the moment, Pepper nudged her thigh, then nosed at the air from where she sat in the grass. Shasi followed the line of her gaze to see the foxes all in a group, listening intently to one of the staff as she gave some last-minute instructions.
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A petplay fox hunt.
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- Part 2 of X'shasi's Petplay Outings
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somewhere i have never travelled by starcunning for TheAuthorman
Fandoms: Warhammer 40k (Novels) - Various Authors, Eisenhorn Series - Dan Abnett
04 Mar 2020
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Inquisitorial edict has seen Gideon Ravenor forbidden to use his psychic powers, which presents certain obstacles to overcome in his relationship with Patience Kys.
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- Part 3 of Incubus Ravenor
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“Is it always the same dream?”
“All my life,” Zenos says.
“Tell me,” she says, in those soft words a plea.
“The heavens fall,” he says. “A city burns. A people flee.”
“Bozja?” she wonders.
He shakes his head. “No city I know,” he says, “though Bozja was gone long before I ever came that way.”
“I used to dream of Carteneau,” Shasi tells him. “Of the flares falling to earth; of the lamentations.”
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“Popola?” they say. “Devola?” There is a note of fear in that voice—the voice of a young boy. The same voice that sings out of the back of the scooter. For a moment I am afraid—he knows us. Nobody that has known the us-that-isn’t-us has ever liked us. But he comes no nearer, makes no move for a weapon or even something to throw at us.
“Yes,” Devola says behind me.
“And no,” I’m quick to add.
“No, I guess not,” he agrees. -
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“Proposal,” 042 said. “Unit A2 should return to the city.”
“We’re not doing that,” A2 said.
“As a reminder,” it continued, “YoRHa units are not equipped for sustained deployment in darkness. This unit is concerned for unit A2’s welfare.”
“Don’t worry,” she groused.---
“What do you want to do next?” he prompted her after a moment, pausing to disrupt the lock on the till so that he could dump two handfuls of G into its dusty partitions. He closed the drawer again with the chiming of bells, and 2B folded the shirts over her arms, looking thoughtful.
“I don’t know,” she said. That had been a rare admission from her, once, but she had said it a time or two before. 9S didn’t quite know what to make of it.
“Why don’t we just go home for now,” he suggested. -
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About a year and a half after the events of the film, Marta hosts a charity gala and silent auction. But having money doesn't always mean comfort with high society, and there's really only one person on the guest list she wants to see ...
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But there was no urgency in him now, only the simple desire for closeness.
For intimacy.
The very word stilled him a moment, tightened his grasp against her thigh. It was not every day he could turn his golden eyes upon something and find it staring back at him unfazed, but to put a name to this need was similarly unsettling.
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- Part 5 of Bite of the Black Wolf
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Prompt fills for the FFXIVWrite challenge on tumblr.
All titles are drawn from works by poets I associate with the characters in each story.Update 1 October 2019: This collection is now complete and indexed (see chapter 31).
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“I seem to recall a moon or two ago you threatened to take someone over your knee for their cheekiness,” Sokhatai said.
“Eavesdropping is a bad habit, you know,” Shtola said. She took another step closer, a burst of fireworks outside casting red and gold through her silvery hair.
“Was it really eavesdropping?” Sokhatai wondered, unable to resist the temptation to press her luck. “You said it in front of all and sundry.”
“And most of them,” Shtola purred, “were circumspect enough to pretend not to notice.” -
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The sharp rapping at the distant door startled her—for all that it was quieted by distance, her nervous anticipation had sharpened her senses such that she jumped, and leapt to take her skirts in her hands, bustling to the foyer. He knocked again as she descended the stairs, and she hastened her steps, genuinely afraid for a moment that he would not knock a third time.
He would, some part of her knew; he would knock as many times as was required. The only question, truly, was what he would deem fair recompense for being made to wait.
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“We should go to Costa del Sol,” she said. “If there’s time.”
The non-sequitur seemed to confuse him. “You want to take a vacation?”
“It will be time for a Calamity soon, won’t it?” Kallisti wondered. “That’s why you’re doing all this? The last one changed things significantly. It seems a shame not to enjoy it while it lasts.”
Nabriales pursed his lips beneath the rim of his mask. For a moment she thought he might refuse, but when he spoke, he said, “There is another place we should visit before the Ardor. It will not survive the Rejoining, and it is past time you were illuminated on certain matters.”Series
- Part 9 of Erebidae
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But he was hers anywhere. He was hers as she threw him to his knees so that he had to look up at her. Her face was radiant with anger, her bright blue eyes fixed upon him. So lost in the sight was he that the first slap caught him by surprise. The blow made him turn his head, flesh stinging. She caught him on the other cheek a moment later.
“You took your time in getting here,” Shasi said.
It was the appointed hour. Still, that was not what she meant, and he bowed his head. “Forgive me, Domina,” Zenos said.