meikuree

shared these in the new

thelockedtomb community and thought I should post them here too:

1. these reset bones (they might not hold) by pipistrelle (Cam & Pal, T-rated)
a post-HtN character study of their bodysharing situation. marked as a WIP.

2. and cast no shadow in the valley by cadmean (Harrow/Ianthe, M-rated)
an erotic rendition of the sewn tongue ritual [!!]

3. to settle in a kingdom made of sugar by rosedamask (Harrow/Ianthe, M-rated)
I just love the dark and opulent seduction going on here, and the unconventional porn writing that manages to be surreal in a TLT-honouring way; reccing this with lots of praise.

4. pulp and paper by sashawire (Ianthe & Coronabeth, M-rated.)
sharp and insightful Third study.

5. even trades by knockforaloop (tiac) (Ianthe/Cytherea, E-rated)
Ianthe and Cytherea have a hot and twisted mentor/protege relationship. need I say more.

6. dead flowers in the sand by glasslilies (Cytherea/Loveday, T-rated.)
the Cytherea voice here is just stunning, my god. I love how this gets across the horror of Cytherea's grief and loss in an understated way.

7. Bar the Doors (Let the Games Begin) by structural_sentimental (Ianthe/Coronabeth, E-rated.)
CW for incest, obviously, but this is very hot and in-character piece of Tridentaricest.

other fandoms, a mix of gen and f/f:

The Wilderness by speechwriter (Harry Potter, Luna Lovegood/Ginny Weasley, 16k words)
oh, um, wow. I've been considering blasting this one on my fannish social media accounts and have been lost for words every time; I almost never cry over fic but this one did strike home and make me wistful afterwards, and I think it's because stories about people going to the brink and being able to come back still feel precious... they fill a void, you know?

this was one of my favourite parts:

“I’m serious.” Ginny stands too, spinning their empty wine glasses. “That’s part of knowing someone. Maybe not when you’re an ageless, omniscient magical entity, but when you’re a human being, yeah.” Ginny flicks her wand at the wine glasses, which foam up, then empty out. She hangs them to dry and leans against the counter. “I mean, tell me something you know about me.”

Luna smiles. She could answer this question for a thousand pages. “Your favourite goal style is the Khushk Return,” she says.

“Right in one. What a head rush.” Ginny grins. “And? What else?”

“You never gift someone a book you haven’t read yourself.” Luna sets the last of the dishes in the rack, dries her hands, and turns to Ginny. “You play the Weird Sisters when you sort laundry. You do have a favourite brother but you’ll never tell anyone who it is. You actually don’t like the taste of firewhisky but you drink it because it’s beautiful. It’s been nineteen years but you still can’t stand the smell of paint. You love captaining the team because when people trust you, it makes you trust yourself.”

Ginny’s smile has softened. “Yeah,” she says. “And I don’t think those things mean anything in the course of a thousand years or the shape of the universe, but it means everything to me that you know them.”

I'm not ashamed to say I checked out the rest of this writer's oeuvre and she cites montparnasse (a personally beloved ao3 writer) as an inspiration in another one of her luna/ginny fics!!! so, glad to see people with similar tastes out there also writing great stories.

variations by Vnutrenni (Black Swan, Lily/Nina)
this captures the surrealism of the film very well and I love this alternate, slightly ruthless look at Nina's road to 'recovery' afterwards that pays homage to how normalcy's a poisoned chalice for someone like her; there's a nice discussion in the comments about how people often want to 'fix' Nina by making her normal, when that'd just erase her idiosyncrasies, some of the foundations of who she is.

also, I love intimacy/romance that is incidental, and fails to be An Event/is defamiliarised but also heightened within an environment that involves a whole other spectrum of intimacies, but still above all feels inevitable:

Lily kisses her. They have been dancing together for weeks, so it feels like only one intimate gesture among many.

SO GOOD.

The Queen's Sweet Daughter by LittleRaven (Gen, Schneewittchen | Snow White)
short, but a goodie. this caught my eye in the Summer of Horror exchange and it's sad and real even as it's haunting, and an original take on the Snow White fairytale I enjoyed -- Snow White courts her mother's murder attempts over and over so she can feel an illusion of her mother's warmth. an echo of the age-old story of cruel optimism, of the innocence in desiring what would destroy you.