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Fair and Square by TheRedPoet
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Trilogy | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
30 Nov 2020
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Life had been a lot easier before Gideon had seen Harrow’s tits.
Bookmarked by kwtoft
29 Jul 2026
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Griddle.” The cold, unyielding steel of Drearburh was back in Harrow’s voice and Gideon found herself shutting up… and shivering all over.
“Open up your robe and show yourself to me again.”
Fingers trembling, Gideon obeyed.
“Spread your legs.”
Heart pounding, Gideon obeyed.
“Touch yourself.”
Legs trembling, mind buzzing, Gideon obeyed.
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hit me, baby, one more time by princekiriona
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
10 Jan 2023
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"I think I would prefer something that looks less like a – phallus."
"Dick."
"Phallus."
"Normal people say ‘dick’, Harrow."
"If we were normal, Nav, we would not be in this situation,” retorts Harrow, who is, for all accounts, pouting. “And I quite like the predicament we’ve found ourselves in."
Strange way to say I’m happy to be in love with you, but okay."💀
gideon and harrow get a strap. that's it that's the fic
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Bookmarked by kwtoft
28 Jul 2026
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They stare at each other for an indeterminate amount of time, and then Harrow breaks the moment with a bitchy huff.
“I’ve been distracted all afternoon,” she says. “I wasn’t able to finish anything.”
Gideon leans back with a smirk, hands behind her head. “And that’s supposed to be my fault?”
“It’s certainly not mine,” Harrow scoffs, even though it certainly is. As she crosses the living room towards Gideon, she pulls her black turtleneck off over her head and drops it to the floor. She stops in front of her, scowling as she reaches behind herself to unhook her bra. “I’m not the one sending screenshots.”
“Of a fucking delivery notification.” Gideon could not stop grinning if she tried. “If that’s all it takes for you, sweet thing, I guess I don’t need to try so hard.”
“Shut up.” Harrow shrugs off her bra, her little tits bouncing free. She straddles Gideon, a knee on either side of her thighs, keeping herself raised above her lap and not actually touching her. She undoes the button of her black jeans and unzips them. “Do you have any idea in that empty brain of yours what you’ve done to me?”
Gideon wants to say her brain is very much not empty – especially not right now, with Harrow’s nipples within sucking distance, but whatever. “I think I could guess.”
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you ain't seen nothing yet, sugarlips by princekiriona
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
06 Jan 2023
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"It’s just that it’s so easy to imagine Nav’s stupid (read: handsome) voice saying ridiculous (read: sexy) things to her. It’s so easy to imagine what it would be like to have her face down in Griddle’s pine-and-musk-and-spice scented pillow, her ass up, Nav’s big hands strong and firm on her narrow hips. It’s so easy to sink three of her tiny fingers into herself and imagine that it’s her on the receiving end of Griddle’s strap-on, that it’s her moaning and shaking and screaming.
Not that Harrow would ever make those noises. Not that Harrow would ever get on her knees for anyone, let alone Griddle. Not that Harrowhark Nonagesimus would ever deign to fuck Gideon Nav."
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in which harrowhark and gideon have a very complicated relationship that could easily be solved using simple communication skills. haha, yeah, okay.
... and they were roommates (oh my god, they were roommates)Series
Bookmarked by kwtoft
28 Jul 2026
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Harrow tries to take a deep breath and hiccups, because she’s crying – when did she start crying? “For better or for worse, I have devoted my entire being to you, Gideon Nav. I cannot conceive of a life where I am not by your side. I cannot imagine this universe existing without you in it. I am a satellite in your orbit, at the mercy of your gravitational pull. I have loved you since before I knew what love was, and I will continue to do so as long as my heart is beating and into whatever afterlife awaits us.”
Harrow is breathing very heavily, her fists painfully clenched, black-polished nails digging into her palms. She can feel Gideon staring at her, can sense how deathly still the room has gotten, and she is positive she is going to throw up. Fuck.
“So, yes. Congratulations, Nav,” she says shakily. “You’ve succeeded in your mission to make me jealous.”
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Wicked Hearts by Ghostbitsforkicks
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
06 Aug 2025
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It was like watching a puppeteer pull all of Harrow’s strings simultaneously, Gideon thought; the little hagette stood straighter, though not taller- she was still five foot nothing, more furious purse dog than shaking purse dog- but she nodded firmly, once, before turning to Cam.
"Very well,” she said. “Marry me, Camilla.”
A vicious spit-take on Gideon’s part translated to one exceptionally high eyebrow in Cam, but nothing more.
“Like I said,” Cam began carefully, “I’m married to Dulcie, and unfortunately, polyamory is not recognized under the UCMJ. I can’t marry you without her losing her benefits.”
Then, because Cam was the absolute worst, she shrugged and said, offhandedly,
“Why don’t you marry Gideon?”- or -
Harrow needs health insurance, and Gideon needs Harrow (to not be a dick.) What better way to provide for them both than a little light fraud between frenemies?
Bookmarked by kwtoft
25 Jul 2026
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Harrow’s arms were wrapped around her neck. She didn’t know when she had begun whining in Gideon’s ear, but Gideon seemed wholly incapable of non-response to the sound, and she murmured as she sank deeper inside of Harrow.
“I’ve- fuck, I’ve been thinking about this all week, thinking about you, God, Harrow, fuck- so good, so good-”
She nipped at Harrow’s throat, and Harrow’s head thumped against the wall as she tried to roll her hips, tried to take more- but with Gideon holding her aloft, she was helpless to do anything but writhe, writhe and listen to Gideon come apart against the flesh of her throat.
“Fucking missed you too, Harrow, I fuckin’ missed you,” Gideon whined, and Harrow was grateful she couldn’t see Gideon’s face, the rapturous tenor of her voice bringing her right back to the searing edge of her orgasm, nearly painful.
“Gideon- Shut- shut up-”
Gideon did not shut up.
“Feel so fucking good around me, Harrow, you’re so fucking good, fucking need you,” she was panting, the tip of her nose tracing a freezing line across Harrow’s flushed skin, and then her mouth was pressing a kiss to the corner of Harrow’s, and Harrow knew if she engaged with this, if she looked upon Gideon like this, she would have no one to blame but herself when faced with the consequences.
And then she felt Gideon’s eyelashes brush hers, and heard her voice say “Harrow” and she opened her eyes with a gasp.
Gideon looked at her like the sunrise was held within her. Hazy awe, and joy, and love-
Harrow’s second orgasm rocked her, choked her, and she tried to retreat, tried to shut her eyes and close her ears and still her brain against Gideon’s words, but when Gideon breathed, “God, yes, yes- yes, Harrow, fuck, cum for me, that’s it, baby-”
And when she said, “Let me hear you, baby, let go, let go-”
And worst of all-
“God, I fucking love you, I fucking love you, Harrow, fuck-”
Harrow pushed against Gideon’s chest even as she pulled her closer, as she captured Gideon’s mouth so she would stop- stop talking, stop destroying the fragile cage around Harrow’s heart- and she shook and she shook, and she shook.
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one look, dark room (meant just for you) by antant616
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
19 May 2023
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Me:
hey sweetcheeks the power went outtartarean menace:
I’m well aware.Me:
well come out hereeee im bored(Seen 7 minutes ago.)
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The power goes out. Gideon and Harrow watch a movie to pass time. Harrow has a nightmare, or a sex dream- fuck if Gideon knows.
Bookmarked by kwtoft
24 Jul 2026
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Harrow’s head hits the back of the cushion with a shout, so Gideon bites down on the tendon in her neck and says, “Quiet, fucking slut.”
See, sex with Harrow is always… rough. It’s, at least, never gentle, not the kind where you say I love you over and over again when you come or the slow kind where you draw it out, not to edge but just to soak in the moment. Maybe that’s because they always do it spontaneously, like in a bathroom or that one time in the study room they reserved for Harrow to catch Gideon up on chemistry which turned into the other kind of chemistry. Maybe it’s because they always want it to end quick and not turn into anything sweet, even if that’s just another reason for the dirty talk to add onto feeding either of their degradation kinks.