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these walls are my skin by crescent3lu4
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
02 Jun 2026
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For Lyctors, the end is never near. So if you feel particularly keen on romancing the short lobotomized nun sharing your bed, well. You better not hold your breath. Or do it, who knows? You can't die anyways.
Harrowhark is haunted, Ianthe is horny and Mercymorn and Augustine are absolutely not having any of that.
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04 Jun 2026
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“Oh, fine.” Natalie replied. “A little warm for fur, isn’t it?”
“It’s faux. Don’t get any ideas about red paint.”
“Hm. Okay.” Natalie nodded, then sucked in a breath. “So, you’re a lesbian, though?”
Lottie straightened and shut the fridge door, then turned back to Natalie. She had a bottle of water in her hand. “Don’t be reductive, Nat, I could be bisexual.”
“…are you bisexual?”
Lottie looked at her like she was stupid. “No, I’m a lesbian.”
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Or,A year after moving in with Lottie, Natalie makes a discovery about her roommate that sets off a chain reaction of catastrophic proportions.
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“I’m not doing porn. Did Paul Thomas Anderson do porn? No.”
“He did Boogie Nights,” says Lottie. Nat snaps her fingers.
“Exactly, Van. He did Boogie Nights.”
“And this movie you’re making is going to be comparable in quality to Boogie Nights?” When Lottie and Natalie say nothing, Van sucks her teeth, nods, and keeps stocking. “That’s what I thought.”
Northampton, Massachusetts, October 1999. Down on their luck Smith College seniors and best friends Nat and Lottie concoct an unorthodox plan to pay their rent, one that is sure to have no reverberating effects on their relationship.
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“I didn’t keep most of the memories. Other people’s memories. I get flashes of big things, births, deaths. Except about you.”
Carol feels the confusion slip onto her face. Nervousness creeps up her spine again. “Me?”
“I know everything that anybody has ever thought about you, Carol. Every memory. Every feeling. Helen. Your ex-girlfriends. Your dentist. It’s like I have a Carol encyclopedia in my head.”
Carol had thought that she was done experiencing fresh horrors. What a nightmare it is to realize that she is not. “Oh, god.” She says.
“Oh, god,” Zosia agrees.
After they manage to break Zosia free of the hive, Zosia and Carol try to navigate the field of landmines that is their relationship.
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Now on official government record: Carol let the hivemind fuck her, Carol fucked the hivemind.