Fanfiction Masterlist

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Narnia
The Wardrobe Set

King of the Western Woods -

Edmund did not wake the next night, not even when he dreamed of Narnia, but when he woke in the morning there was a lingering smell of pine needles and snow, and just a whiff of the golden wildflowers of the South.

High King -

Lucy dreamed of Narnia every night.

As They Were | Part 1 | Part 2

Mr. Pevensie hadn't been home above five hours when he started noticing.

Stare Down the Dark

Edmund's heartbeat accelerates in panic before he remembers where he is and the where's Peter where's Peter where's Peter in his heart dies unvoiced.

He Is Narnia

His second thought was that the former High King held bitterness and anger close to him, the way his brother Edmund held judgement like a hammar and Lucy held joy as if it were a weapon.

Lopsided Sky

There is an undefinable difference between England and Narnia.

Leave Behind Time

Peter still leaves scorch marks on the world around him, even on Susan sometimes, and Edmund seems to pass almost sideways through the world, and Lucy sometimes looks like she can walk through everything and straight into a beyond that shouldn’t exist, but Susan has worked too hard to forget the world that wouldn’t have her.

When All The Leaves Are Gold

“Catch me if you can!” Lucy yells, long red-gold hair streaming behind her as she runs barefoot through the grass ahead of her siblings.

Untitled - Caspian/Narnia/(Lucy)

“Stoneheart,” she says, and she is glowing and she too is a killer after all, he thinks. “Well, that and just Hellcat,” she adds pragmatically, and she is a thirteen year old girl tracing scenes of death painted on tunnel walls.

When All The Leaves Are Gold

“Catch me if you can!” Lucy yells, long red-gold hair streaming behind her as she runs barefoot through the grass ahead of her siblings.

never a crack in the ivory tower

This is what Susan knows. Your life is only what you make of it. You do what you can with what you are given, and you work hard, and if one day you look in the mirror and don’t recognize yourself, it hurts less. That all the truths learned once are no longer applicable here, and the sea and the sun are no longer edges of eternity.

Spaces That Need Forgetting

“You said two miles, maybe three,” Edmund says, his boots splashing mud onto their trousers. “I did not agree to walking ten miles in the rain!”

 

Merlin
Irregular Patterns

Neither of them can see what's right in front of their faces.

Whose Fingers Brush The Sky

To Arthur Pendragon, King of Albion, Lord of Camelot, from Morgana le Fay, Queen of Mercia, Lady of Tamworth, Greetings...

 

HP
Uncharted Lands

It isn't until they're already kissing that the sheer insanity of what she's doing hits her and she breaks it off and backs away.

 

Supernatural
The Rules

These are the rules.

so many hours in a day

"I don't believe this," Castiel says, eyeing the cone in his hand dubiously.

Comment!fic
Merlin/Narnia crossover LB AU revisionism w/ bedlamsbard (this is currently verging on 30K and is more a WIP than anything)

Peter looks at him with the oddest expressions sometimes. Arthur occasionally just wants to grab him and shake him and scream at him, "What do you know? What do you think is going to happen?"

Edmund/Jadis, recidivism (Recidivism) for lassiterfics 

This is Narnia. The endless circles, the way everything turns into itself, the taste of sunshine in your mouth not enough to dispell the touch of ice that burns your body, the way math doesn't add up because 11 + 15 should not equal 11 again.
 

Narnia AU: In which Edmund gets left behind at the end of LWW with Susan for turkeyish 

The Telmarines invade within the year.
 

Edmund and a talking willow for katakokk 

"I'm lost, aren't I?" Edmund says to no one in particular.
 

Edmund & Sopespian, political manuevering (starts in post, goes into commentfic with katakokk here)

"And what would that have to do with me, Lord Edmund?" Sopespian inquires politely. (He totally calls him lord, just to annoy him. But Edmund never gets annoyed. He responds by calling Sopespian just Sopespian. Sopespian seethes.) "I assure you, my support lies wholeheartedly with the rightful king of Narnia."

Merlin/Narnia/LotR people in our world, banding together in immortality. Also being thieves.
Post 1
Comment!ficcing it with

katakokk

 | Part 1 | Part 2

"You didn't happen to bring any food home, did you?" A dark-haired man says, poking his head around a door that apparently leads to the kitchen.

"We were on a job, Lancelot," Susan says behind him, and Caspian turns his head to see her and Peter going up the stairs together, both looking tired. Susan kicks her shoes off and they skid over the stairs and fall down onto the floor below.

"Grapes?" Lucy offers, holding up a bag. Gwen lunges for them, snatching them away from Lucy, who gives a cry of indignation and chases after her. "I didn't say the whole bag!" she shrieks.

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[turkeyish.livejournal.com]

Haha, this just reminded me that I've been meaning to do a masterlist for ages. I'm so lazy, though. :(

And I don't watch Supernatural, although it's on my list of things to check out 'cause it looks like something I'd be into - but I read your Supernatural fic and I likey!