12 Works by Han_shot_first

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    "He crushed the bloom in a shiny, black augmented fist. He felt the core of the peony, hard as a nut, as it burst under the unyielding pressure of his hand. But of the fragile petals…. he felt nothing."

    It started with a flower seller at London Bridge Underground Station. The rumor of a highly experimental sensory aug leads Jensen into an unexpected and dangerous game of spy versus spy with Faridah Malik, an extremely talented VTOL pilot and former Sarif Industries colleague.

    Mal has a secret, and she will do anything to protect it and those whom she loves, even if it costs her everything.

    Explicit for violence and sexual themes. Mind the tags. Trigger warnings.

    This is an Adam Jensen and Faridah Malik story. All other pairings are....fluid.

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    19/?
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    When she wakes later, she doesn’t tell anyone what she dreamt in the Fade. Not Dorian, not Cole.

    ~~~ Updated 19 Feb 2022 ~~~

    Love and Pleasure twirled with Euphoria and bopped Courage on its nose around the demesne of the Dread Wolf. Wisps of Curiosity and Infatuation flung themselves into the eddies of the broken Fade-light, but the wards held true. Across the Fade, the ripples of the lovemaking birthed fresh spirits of Love and Hate, Hope and Despair, Peace and War.

    A sharpness in the Void – a collapsed nova – stirred in the depths.

    What do we have here?
    ~~~

    Vignette style, Post-Trespasser, Not-A-Fix-It, Not a Baby Fic, Not a Time Travel Fic. What's left?

    Weird shit.

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    Chapters:
    19/?
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    Can be read as happening sometime between chapter 11 and 12 in 'so tired of playing with this bow and arrow' by purplefieldsofclover. This is an AU to her fic - eg, "it didn't happen this way", so take this as a gift to her fic, which I am *enormously* enjoying.

    I might add more smut as her series goes on, depending on whether she lets me play "AU smut fairy" to her universe.

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    Chapters:
    1/1
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    10
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    22
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    2
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    O Sacrament most Holy,
    O Sacrament Divine,
    All praise and all thanksgiving,
    Be every moment Thine

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    2/3
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    28
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    74
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    1,478
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    Isabela cackled, and Maraas, the Tal-Vashoth mercenary, roared. And behind the table, Hawke grabbed onto Fenris and kissed the ever-living hell out of her elf, at the centre of the storm, as always.

    That’s the kind of love
    I’ve been dreaming of
    That’s the kind of love
    I’ve been dreaming of

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    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    12
    Kudos:
    30
    Bookmarks:
    5
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    329
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    After Chapter 40, before the Epilogue. Or somewhere in between.

    Explicit.

    Language:
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    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    27
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    65
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    8
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    1,201
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    “The only reason you’re under Needle is because I need replacement parts either special ordered or hand-fabricated. But I know every single part of my Garron, and if a man thinks to mess with me, he should think again.”

    With that, she stuck her Blow Pop back into her mouth and walked out into the humid Braavosi sunshine, her hands stuck in her short overalls, and her feet dancing like a cat, across the Canal Bridge.

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    3,008
    Chapters:
    2/?
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    17
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    196
    Bookmarks:
    11
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    1,336
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    Flushed with victory, she had drunkenly reached for his hand at her celebratory drinks in the pub, thinking of lightning all those years ago, feeling like they had travelled back to the Dawn of Days. She was aching to see it crackle across her skin. She wanted to drown in a storm of his making.

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    Chapters:
    6/6
    Comments:
    69
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    521
    Bookmarks:
    21
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    I see a bad moon a-rising
    I see trouble on the way
    I see earthquakes and lightning
    I see bad times today

    Don't go 'round tonight
    It's bound to take your life
    There's a bad moon on the rise

    Language:
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    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    13
    Kudos:
    413
    Bookmarks:
    1
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    1,045
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    A collection of drabbles and oneshots, largely unrelated to each other and (hopefully) staying within 500-1.5k words, as challenged by me to Griftings (unless we get carried away lol).

    Ratings vary per ficlet, but the entire series can be considered 'E' for safe searching purposes.

    Note: my erotic fiction will *never* feature an underage Arya. I have a very strict personal rule about that, and I will never break it. She will always be at a modern minimum age of consent (18 years old) in my erotic fiction, but usually she is much older than that, because that's just how I roll. #dealwithit

    With the preliminaries over, let the #dickoff2019 begin!

    Language:
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    10,236
    Chapters:
    5/?
    Comments:
    43
    Kudos:
    460
    Bookmarks:
    10
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    2,880
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    She had been ready to leave. All she had needed to do was put some clothes on, and leave him behind.

    “Would a lovely girl like a partner?”

    If she had denied him, he would have followed her.

    This, they knew.

    -----

    Alternative universe fic, with parallels to the show and the books, but with modern tech adapted from our world. Continuation from my previous fic ('Reclamation'), aka Arya wants to know where the hell her sister has gone without telling anyone, without answering her phone, or responding to text messages for days. A certain assassin attempts to be supportive.

    (Note: there is no underage sex in this fic, because my Jaqen would kill those Jaqens without compunction.)

    Series
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    English
    Words:
    45,910
    Chapters:
    13/13
    Comments:
    92
    Kudos:
    377
    Bookmarks:
    48
    Hits:
    11,425
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    “You ever been inked before?”

    “No.”

    “Pierced?”

    A beat.

    “Not… exactly.”

    He grunts.

    “Take off your clothes.”

    She breathes out in a rush.

    -----

    Sometimes, when you've been traumatised beyond words, you need to reclaim your body in a visceral way before you can truly feel that it is yours again.

    AKA, Sansa goes to the best tattooist in Oldtown on her journey towards body reclamation.

    Series
    Language:
    English
    Words:
    4,718
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    40
    Kudos:
    461
    Bookmarks:
    49
    Hits:
    5,307

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