heramew



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    What if Maya had indeed let her obsession go?
    A small, romanticized essay on an alternate Echoes ending, offering Maya the beginning of a redemption arc, and the opportunity to grieve centuries of pain.

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  1. Public Bookmark 1

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    The sex is so much better when you're mad at me

    Dolly and Minerva have a very... complicated history.

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    18 Oct 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 10

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    "I always wanted a pet Hive. The Ascendant Plane must have all kinds of... I’m oversharing."

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    25 Feb 2025

  3. Public Bookmark 14

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    "I don't want someone to take me hostage and fuck me, I want you to take me hostage and fuck me."

    Or: Chrisjen has a very specific fantasy she wants Bobbie to enact for her. Bobbie rises to the occasion.

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    26 Sep 2024

  4. Public Bookmark 20

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    Chrisjen shows up in Bobbie's quarters on the eve of her departure for the Roci, with something new in her hand. Bobbie does the best she can.

    Or: What happens when my brain takes "Avasarala was 100% wearing a goddamn collar in the latest episode" and runs with it for nine thousand words.

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    25 Sep 2024

  5. Public Bookmark 11

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    He swirled his vice and watched nectarine flickers flash sinuous through it, the way one would tilt a weapon and imagine the lick of the blade. Took a swig, relished the honeyed sting as it grazed down his esophagus like fingertips on skin.

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    With a final gulp, he drained it.
    “Tay,” he said. “Are you fucking my wife?”

     

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    a hungover perrin does some soul-searching: a portrait in five acts.
    on insouciance, and the perks of self-immolation.

     

    TWs: i believe these count as fleeting allusions, but please be aware that this fic contains references to gambling, depression, disordered eating patterns and dissociation during sex. also, of course, copious alcohol.

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    07 Jul 2024