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BelladonnaInBloom: Writer of sapphic fanfiction and (sometimes) original fiction. Currently writing Cissamione and loving Narcissa, formerly writing Hackle, and generally shipping femslash pairings of all kinds.
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Tags: my writing | fic recs | cissamione | hackle
Tides to the Shore
Rated G | Complete | 3.4k words | Read on AO3 (link in the first reblog)
Fandom: Harry Potter | Ship: Linny | for @belladonnainbloom | @witchsweekly Gift Exchange
To escape the chaos of the Burrow during Christmas break, Ginny decides to take a night-time walk. It is here, under the stars and in the cold, that she runs into Luna.
Fandom: The Worst Witch | Ships: Hicsqueak, Hackle | Rated: E
Chapter 5: And The Moonbeams Kiss The Sea
(aka Hicsqueak smut in multiple timelines pt 2) ;)
Posting twice in one day? Who am I? Anyway...
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Hecate finished her rounds, trying to get the girls to settle down and go to sleep. It felt like a losing battle. With the influx of visitors, many girls had to double up to make room for the guests. She knew that there was no keeping them quiet. Even if a momentary hush could be achieved as she walked down each hall, the giggles and chatter were sure to return the second that she was out of earshot.
She sat down on her bed and thought of sleep, but she was just as wrought up as any of the pupils that she had chastised. Instead of laying down, she stared at the wall in front of her, deep in thought. She knew that Pippa had been given the vacant room next to her own and that the wall she pondered was all that separated them now.
Like every other meeting that they had as adults, this one was pregnant with expectation.
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Fandom: The Worst Witch | Ships: Hicsqueak, Hackle | Rated: E
Chapter 7: I go to the party on my knees
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Hecate placed a silver teardrop earring on each ear and stared at her reflection. She hardly recognized herself like this.
Her hair was uncharacteristically free, flowing down her back in loose curls. She was wearing light makeup, which made her look more mature than her eighteen years. Perhaps, most importantly, her body was draped in a shimmering, silver dress, the color of starlight.
She looked at herself with a foreign kind of pride. She had never felt very confident in her appearance. But for once, her dark hair and eyes, her ghostly pale skin, and her wiry frame seemed like assets that improved the ethereal effect of the dress.
She smiled and bit her lip, imagining Pippa’s reaction. To Hecate, this night felt like a beginning, full of expectation with the future at their feet...
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Fandom: The Worst Witch | Ships: Hicsqueak, Hackle | Rated: E
Chapter 10: All we know, all we need
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The girls lined up outside Cackle’s Academy in a crooked mass, this time to watch the two schools depart. The mood was much more serene than it had been two days before. It seemed as though all the excitement had been spent and exhausted and there was simply nothing left to give.
The occasional pair hugged goodbye to mark the end of their hastily made friendships, promising in vain that they wouldn’t be just as hastily forgotten. The rest stood quietly in the grey morning air and waited to be allowed back inside the castle’s warm embrace.
Hecate stood near the castle entrance, watching the display with disinterested gloom.
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Nameless Winter Wonder
for @neontinkerbell | @witchsweekly 2019 Gift Exchange
Hermione and Luna have been playing around with paganism for some time now. This December, they decide to take it to the next step and celebrate the Wiccan Sabbat Yule, complete with homemade incense and a seasonal Tarot reading. Luna is right at home making their new traditions, but Hermione isn't so sure she can give up her traditional Christmas so easily.
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So I’ve been trying to write again this summer
What have I been writing? lesbian Harry Potter fanfiction, of course
Should you read it? Obviously yes
A Winter Lunacy: (A Hooch/McGonagall one-shot) On one cold December evening, Christmas break has left the castle deserted and McGonagall wanders the library in search of a good book. When she unexpectedly runs into Hooch between the stacks, she finds something very different to keep her warm. [AO3] Nargles & Neruda: (A Post-Canon Hermione/Luna multi-chapter work)The year after the war, Hermione returns alone to finish her last year at Hogwarts and nothing seems to be going as planned. With Ron in London and Hermione back in school, it seems like they make less and less sense together every day. As she struggles with processing the effects of the war, Hermione takes comfort in the unexpected friendship of Luna Lovegood who shows her that maybe the life she had planned isn’t the one that she wants after all. [AO3]
Minerva strode through the stacks in search of a book. Nothing lit the castle this evening besides the silvery moon rays bouncing off the snow. It was Christmas break and all but an unfortunate few were miles away, leaving the castle hushed and peaceful. Minerva felt so free in her Christmas spirit that she hadn’t even bothered to plait her hair when she left her chambers this evening. It hung loose, a mane of auburn streaked with silvery gray. Under the twinkling moonlight, it gave the impression of a softly smoldering flame.
Humming some carol she heard that day, she let her fingers drift absently over the spine of each dusty tomb. She picked up the book she sought and paused to look out the window onto the idyllic scene below.
“Good evening Minerva,” a voice said from behind her. Minerva started and spun around to see Rolanda Hooch standing before her.
“Oh, Rolanda, you started me. I was sure I’d be the only one roaming the library at this hour,” she said embarrassed at having whipped around as if to face a ghoul.
“Terribly sorry to have given you a fright,” Hooch said strolling closer. “I heard the noise and thought it must be a student out of bed.” Hooch’s eyes twinkled at Minerva as if she had indeed found her out past curfew and up to no good.
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