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twirling like a degas dancer (ballet au) by pearlpool
Fandom: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
22 Feb 2025
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07 Sep 2025
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Ask A Ginger by Rohad
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
06 May 2023
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Of all her gigs, writing advice for a column in a skin magazine is probably Gideon's favorite, though walking Noodle for Cam and Pal is a close second. Even when it brings her within glaring distance of their across-the-hall neighbors. The Nonagesimus sisters. The younger, a little weird but fine. The elder? A pit viper.
At least on the surface.
Explicit scenes in later chapters.
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25 Aug 2025
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Can I go gently (can you not go at all) by Adertily
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
16 Aug 2025
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Sick Harrow AU
"Pyrrha hadn’t explained what the pasta was for, or why number Nine was in particular need of neighbourly sustenance. Only that she’d been running late for work and that Gideon was to deliver it and not — look at me, no, look at me — not eat it herself.
Gideon knew how these things usually went. She expected a painfully old widower with grey hair and wrinkled skin, or a recently divorced and struggling mother of three, or maybe someone still going through the long and tormenting battle of their sickbed. So, when the door creaked open, and the sound was like something straight out of a Henry Selick movie — all theatrics and no actual threat, she found staring back at her the beady, black eyes of someone who couldn’t be much younger than herself."
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11 Aug 2025
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‘cause I fucking hate (everyone but) you by fatedfragment
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
26 Jul 2025
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Gideon watched as a deep scowl formed on her face, one that only Harrow could make; ugly and vengeful. Immediately, both of them recognized their childhood whipping-girl. The faces they had bruised their own knuckles against, the bodies they had dragged through the mud.
“Nonagesimus.”
“Nav,” Harrow snarled.
Gideon smacked a calloused hand over her eyes, dragging it down her face as she grumbled, “You have GOT to be fucking kidding me.”
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After a few years’ time since graduation from Drearburh Boy’s Catholic School, Gideon and Harrow meet again at Canaan University. Except, there’s a major difference — both of them are girls.
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- Part 1 of t4t modern griddlehark
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11 Aug 2025
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Mystery Work
Part of archive
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This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!
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11 Mar 2025