PoorSpoorSusurration
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In The Wolfswood by PoorSpoorSusurration
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, Game of Thrones (TV)
22 Feb 2026
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A huge, hulking beast of a thing, mud clinging to its smoke-grey coat, foam spilling from its maw. It yanks at the trap’s chain with a flash of its fangs, its movements growing frantic as its panic crescendos, and Reek is rooted to the spot. The realisation sinks into his stomach, up to the hilt.
A wolf.
Alternately;
Winterfell is ancient myth, a made-up city said to lie deep within the Wolfswood. At least, that is what everyone believes. It's what Reek believes, before he discovers a wolf in one of his master's hunting traps. A wolf that is too large. A wolf that is too clever. A wolf that, despite himself, Reek ends up freeing.
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Small Talk In The Kitchen (Dated, Dumb Traditions) by PoorSpoorSusurration
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
31 Dec 2025
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“My New Year’s Resolution, last year,” Kimi admits, staring out across the water, “was to get over you.”
“Oh,” Ollie says. Then he blinks, as if struck over the head. “That’s— That’s inconvenient. Cause mine was to get under you.”
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Kimi and Ollie, desperate to discover what their respective bonds to their soulmates are, decide the best course of action is to interrogate all of the pairings they can find on the grid.
Results are... mixed, to say the least.
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The thing is, Lando Norris is no stranger to car crashes. He drives 800-kilo turbo-speed death rockets for a living, knowing how to react in a totalled vehicle is essential in his line of work.
It’s just that the automotive incidents he’s accustomed to usually involve him being in the car, rather than the poor sod being slammed into. Maybe that difference is the reason he’s seeing the light right now, ribs bruised and head reeling, as what could only be an angel leans over to get a look at him.
“Holy shit,” Oscar swears. “I just hit fucking Lando Norris with my car.”
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I Think We Could Do It If We Tried by PoorSpoorSusurration
Fandoms: Dead Poets Society (1989)
28 Sep 2025
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“I arranged for us—the four of us, you, me, Ginny, Chris—to go on a double date.”
And then he set down his coffee cup, folded his arms, and kicked back in his chair, to proudly await his applause. Which, in part because Knox’s hands were busy, and in part because Knox was catatonic with shock, never came. In fact, of all the words Charlie expected Knox to respond with, they certainly weren’t—
“You’re going on a date with Ginny?”
“Yep! And you’re going on one with Chris!” He meshed his fingers together. “At the same time. It’s a double date—"
“So you’re going on a date with Ginny.”
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Charlie arranges a double date for his best friend and the girl of said best friend's dreams. One small problem—he may have forgotten to specify who's going with who.