#fables and romances

[llamagoddessofficial]

Ok I was having a wave a depression and started rereading your short stories, I was wondering the mafia fell one in the gardens, was that bought for her or is that one of the "families" many houses they have and he picked the prettiest for her and where is boss in this scenario? And how would boss react to knowing his brother has kidnapped a human and is using one of their safe houses or spent money on a human that is not bringing in profit?

Wah, hope you feel better soon!

As for your questions- it's Sans' house, he has a few. He may have bought it just for her, in anticipation for taking her as his own, after she told him about how much she loved big gardens and the ocean. He wanted somewhere she would love. He wanted her 'stay' with him to be as nice as possible.

Now... for the interesting part. What does Boss think of all this?

Initially, Pap wouldn't be happy about his brother spending summer playing around with a human. Instead of working, he's hiring bicycles with her and taking her to hidden beaches. Wasting their resources getting his people to follow her and make sure she stays safe, buying a tiny apartment so she doesn't suspect he's wealthy, spending his money on restaurant trips and taxi rides and essentially goofing off. Especially when Sans starts talking about romance, getting her to settle down and stay with them instead of going home... it sounds childish. A waste of time.

... But, after a while, Boss would actually start to approve of Sans chasing her like a lovestruck schoolboy. Why? Because she changes Sans. Though Pap has never met her, he can see the effect this human is having on his slob brother- Sans sharpens up. He starts reading to be more interesting to talk to. He starts taking care of himself, cleaning his room, dressing better and talking more, he stops acting so irresponsibly. He stops drinking and smoking so much, and he stops gambling altogether. He has no other romantic or sexual interests in his life, just this human. Pap starts to see how serious Sans is about this... and he really likes the fact that his brother has FINALLY started taking something seriously.

Sure, Sans is spending money on her. But the amount of money he spends on wooing one human is nothing compared to the amounts he used to spend feeding his various terrible habits.

Boss hasn't even met her yet... and he already vehemently approves the match.

[llamagoddessofficial]

OUUUGH okay but why'd you have to make Dust so handsome . He's supposed to be a terrible person but now I want to just let him drown me

@llamagoddessofficial did it again with new chapter of Fables and Romances. Beware the tags and content warnings for this one!! Loved the dark sea faring atmosphere

[moliathh]

the scorpion and the frog

[aroaessidhe]

2024 reads / storygraph

The West Passage

medieval fantasy set in a giant crumbling palace of traditions with forgotten origin, ruled by giant eldritch Ladies

when winter weather comes in the middle of summer, and a beast below the palace begins to rise, two teens from Grey who have suddenly gained a lot of responsibilities set out on separate journeys to the other towers to find a way to stop it, and meet all sorts of strange people and creatures along the way

world where pronouns/names are based on people’s roles

tons of cool medieval-style chapter illustrations by the author

[fictions-tales]

Oh god oh goD oh GoD-

.... oh goodness~ I had wayyyyy too much fun with this one -fans flushed face-

This lovely and illustration is from  Fables and Romances by @llamagoddessofficial on AO3

Let me just tell you..... these short stories have all of the beautiful, mystical, bony, mysterious, fluffy, bois could ever need!

I highly recommend this read!

[dealunart]

Another cover commission for Jenna Wolfhart

[lazyroseart]

Idk but I will admit this was funnier in my head had to share tho

Bonus! The Sparrow picture lol

[thisisntreaver]

Hey did you know Scarlet Robes my favorite fable tlc character

[tea-potato-gt]

Beanstalk memes part 4 @fae-of-the-forest01

Memes Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3

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Chapter 13 as explained by John Mulaney…

Dave: Can I please go home? 😥😬🫠

The Council: No. Infact, we’re gonna frame you for [human trafficking]! And you’re gonna go to jail for 30 years! 🤪

Dave: Why are you doing this to me?? 😵‍💫🫨😭😭

*Replace the word “Toad” 🐸 with “Eaten”🍽️*

The Jacks: “We didn’t abandon you, Rory, we just thought you were eaten.”

Rory: “No, He never ate me.”

The Jacks: “Well, that was our mistake then.”

Rodrick at the fact that Rory managed to kill a Giant instead of him:

Rory: 😏👁️🫦👁️😏

When the 👸Queen👸 shows up:

Rory jumping into Dave’s hands like: (first 16 seconds of the video)

[llamagoddessofficial]

What is your favorite one shot have you written.

Oh, definitely Death God Sans, with all the Forest God stuff in close second. The Death God shit felt amazing to write, I was super proud of the end product, and I've always adored the Hades x Persephone dynamic. Sometimes I feel like my oneshot doesn't truly match the vibe of what's in my head but I think I knocked that first Death God piece out of the park.

[ravenrenei]

L.M Montgomery single handled defining the friends-to-lovers trope, “Perhaps, after all, romance did not come into one’s life with pomp and blare, like a gay knight riding down; perhaps it crept to one’s side like an old friend through quiet ways; perhaps it revealed itself in seeking prose, until some sudden shady of illumination flung athwart its pages betrayed the rhythm and music; perhaps… perhaps.. love unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship, as a golden-hearted rose slipping from its green sheath” sets Anne and Gilbert apart from everyone else.

[triforce-of-mischief]

here's 300 words of boys bein cute! warnings for a trypanophobic character's pov, mentions of needles and vague references to piercings of the intimate kind. characters are from @batrogers' @thatbrokenpromise, somewhere early on in their established relationship. please reblog to show your support, and enjoy <3

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Chief was trying very hard to ignore Far and Hateno’s conversation. They had arrived at the topic of body modifications, and neither were shy about personal topics. Far was explaining in great detail how he had seen a variety of piercings in… unexpected places, and Hateno kept asking questions while Chief began to wish for an escape.

“Hey, Chief,” Hateno said, turning to him as he finally acknowledged his presence. “You know how to work with needles, right? Do you think you can do piercings?”

Had Chief been a different man, the idea of such an intimate activity with one of his closest companions would have made him blush for an entirely different reason.

As it was, he froze, unseeing, a ringing building in his ears.

He was able to cope well enough to give Hateno morphine, but a piercing-

All he could feel was horror.

Chief silently shook his head, and Hateno gave a good-natured sigh before returning his attention to Far.

Chief took deep, controlled breaths, unable to stop his spiraling thoughts. He tapped Hateno’s shoulder, intending to excuse himself in case he made himself sick. Hateno looked at Chief’s face first, not his hands, and his expression crumpled into concern.

“Chief? What’s wrong?” Hateno asked quietly.

Chief whined, glancing away from worried eyes.

“Oh… that really shook you up, huh?” Hateno reached for him, and Chief hesitated for only a moment before giving in.

“D-don’t… don’t ask me that again,” Chief breathed.

“I won’t, I won’t ever ask that of you. I’m sorry.”

Behind them, Far stood and signed “I’ll leave you be.”

Hateno held Chief tight despite his shivering, whispering assurances and apologies and pressing gentle kisses to his hair until Chief had all but forgotten why he had been so upset in the first place.

[watercolorfreckles]

Of Oak and Sparrow

(Part 2 of The Girl Called Sparrow)

Sparrow returned to the fallen oak tree one final time.

To her, it was a skeleton. A creaking spine wrapped in an armor of bark that, in the end, wasn't strong enough to keep the true monsters at bay.

The sleeping hill was a graveyard beneath the weight of the tree that once crowned it.

Its branches reached toward the sky like bony fingers. The wind whispered through its foliage to pluck down the browning decay. Those same leaves crunched beneath the sole of her boot. She imagined her faerie's hair muting into an earthy brown to match it.

Sparrow traced the scars in the exposed wood. Each mark splitting the stump was an open wound. Its roots and its core were a bleeding heart, severed from the rest of its great height and graceful limbs.

In the tree rings, she saw his fingerprint. Her Kind Oak. The fae who'd held her heart in his hands and treated it with gentleness.

Her tears soaked into the wood's cracks and grooves, fingers tightening around the acorn that promised her a chance at a future.

The encroaching winter drained the life of the forest away. When Sparrow left her home, it felt as a hollow corpse.

She walked until her feet ached and her body swayed with exhaustion. She sank down against the cover of a mossy knoll, eyelids begging for rest. But it would be of poor manner not to acknowledge her hosts.

Sparrow picked three long strands of grass and weaved them into a ring, testing it on her own finger before sliding it off and tucking it into the knot of a tree.

She spoke aloud to any fae that might be near. Listening. Waiting. "I apologize for my intrusion. I am merely passing through, and am most grateful for your hospitality as I take a night's rest. I left you a gift in the hole of that tree. I hope you take no offense to my presence."

Shivering even beneath the thick wool of her cloak, she let her eyelids drop closed as the night swallowed her up.

Sparrow awoke to a pale sun and frost on her lashes. Her breath formed clouds in the morning chill. Scrubbing the sleep from her eyes, her hand slipped into her pocket, seeking the familiar comfort of her Oak's acorn.

Her heart lurched. She checked again. It wasn't there.

Straightening, she scrabbled through the crust of frost coating the ground around her, searching with a despair that made her dizzy. "No- Where--"

"Tell me, I am dreadfully curious, what is so valuable about this acorn?" spoke a voice like crushed velvet.

Sparrow jolted, swiveling around. Her breath caught.

Before her was a fae that glistened like a winter star. His eyes held the glint of cold steel. A knife's edge, harrowing and beautiful all at once. The gently falling snow avoided him in its path.

Pinched between his moon-pale fingers, was her acorn.

Sparrow's heart gave another awful tug.

She reached for it before she could stop herself. The acorn disappeared into the fae's fist as his lips lifted into a flash of pearly teeth. A little too sharp and a little too amused. Something about it reminded her of the maw of a hungry cat.

Sparrow swallowed. She dropped to her knees. "Forgive me. You startled me."

"Such a pretty gift," the faerie murmured. He lifted his other hand, the ring she'd offered up wrapped around his index finger. Surely he was mocking her. It looked terribly simple against the porcelain of his skin. "It is refreshing to meet a human who still knows the old ways. Are you going to answer my question or do I need to repeat myself?"

Sparrow's fingers twisted in her lap. Her blood ran cold. "I need that acorn to resurrect one who is dear to me."

The fae hummed, holding up the acorn again and glancing it over. "This is magik born of the fae wilds."

Her stare tracked his hand as if he were carelessly handling glass. "I have no knowledge of its origin. Only that the tree this acorn fell from was tethered to a fae who could not leave its shadow. The tree was cut down. I need to plant that acorn to give him renewed life."

The fae's smile was that of a predator toying with its prey because it found the creature's helplessness against it adorable. He crouched in front of her, nimbly balanced on the balls of his arched feet.

His head tilted. "Give me your name and I'll return your precious acorn to you."

"That, I cannot give you," Sparrow said softly. "My acorn is no use to me if I am too intoxicated by your sway to plant it."

"What difference does it make?" The fae's cadence was the crackling of a candle flame; the sparks that rain down from a shooting star. "Even if you plant the seed, years will pass before it grows tall enough to harbor your fae in its shadow; a great many years longer than if this were an ordinary acorn. Magik born of the faerie realm behaves as the fae wilds do. Time is of little consequence there. A moment is stretched for decades.

"Humans age in an instant. What will your dear one think of you when time creases your face and steals your youth? What will happen when you fall away to dust and your love is trapped alone in the confines of a shadow?"

It took the taste of metal in her mouth to realize she'd bitten down on her lip. Her insides swam.

Her mother's voice was clear in her head:

Do not make dealings with the fae.

Follow the rules of fae etiquette.

Do not owe anything to the fae. They will always collect.

But if he could magik a better way... If she could see her love again...

Sparrow forced the fear from her voice. Fae hated weakness, her mind screamed. "Will you make a deal with me?"

The faerie's wicked smile split further across his perfect face. "I was hoping you'd ask."

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[redraven25-stuff]

i love talking to my mom abt writing things bc she’s a contemp romance author and i write fanfic. she loves 1st person and i love 3rd person. also i hate the tropes she uses but it’s just fun to talk abt writing

[mrsackermannx]

FABLE’S MASTERLIST

series started (06-08-21) wc: 113.5k chapters: 19/24

back to main masterlist AO3 VERSION

commission by @catyypss

"People worship old buildings, and people love to explore them. Nothing and no one stays the same. If you think I'd have the younger you. The less scarred you, the you that hadn't lived and loved as fiercely as you have now…”

Pairing: Levi Ackerman/Reader

Description: Chapter 139/ Season 4 Part 3 Spoilers. There's no other place you saw yourself after the Battle of Heaven and Earth, than his side.

Content Warnings/ Tags: Mental Health (Depression, PTSD),

Trauma, Major Character Death Mentions, Grief, Comfort, Minor Canon Divergences, Slice of Life, Fluff, Blissful Domesticity, Angst, Mutual Pining + Longing, Eventual Smut, Friends to Lovers, Sexual Tension, Post-war Levi, Soulmates, Established Relationship, Canon-Typical Violence, Idiots in Love, Drunken Shenanigans, Doting on Levi, Switch Levi, Switch Reader, Romantic Soulmates, Possessive Behaviour, Doting on Levi, Soft Dom Levi, Loss of Virginity.

Chapter 0: Prelude (06/08/21)

As the battle ends, you and Levi are now faced with the rest of your lives.

Chapter 1: The Letter (06/08/21)

Your peace with Levi is disrupted when an old wound is reopened, forcing you to think about not just the past but the future as well.

Chapter 2: To you (13/08/21)

You have a bittersweet epiphany.

Chapter 3: Care (13/08/21)

Levi helps you practise some self care, with a treat in mind to help uplift your mood.

Chapter 4: 'This is why you shouldn't have wine.' (20/08/2021)

Levi takes you to dinner, and after countless sips of wine, you both loosen up...

Chapter 5: 'Hard boiled?' (27/08/2021)

You're gifted something you cannot wait to share with Levi... maybe dreams can come true after all.

Chapter 6: Highs and lows. (03/09/2021)

You and Levi go out on an adventurous day trip before the weekend ends, and the real planning begins.

Chapter 7: The mysterious Ackerman man (11/09/2021)

A glimpse into Levi's 'inner world'?

Chapter 8: The power of jealousy. (21/09/2021)

How powerful is jealousy?

Chapter 9: Husband. (05/10/2021)

How long will you wait?

Chapter 10: Where are you? (17/10/2021)

Levi's all at once, left alone. But what about you? Where are you? Are you alone too?

Chapter 11: I'm military trained! (24/10/2021)

Levi is finally coming to terms with his feelings.

Chapter 12: White Paws. (1/11/2021)

The beauty of change.

Chapter 13: That was chaos. (14/11/2021)

The cadets navigate through some issues, while you and Levi move forwards, with no intentions of turning back.

Chapter 14: Almost. (26/11/2021)

You're both ready, almost ready?

Chapter 15: Massage man. (26/12/2021)

There's definitely something you and Levi are forgetting? But you're more in tune than you've ever been.

Chapter 16: Finally... (23/01/2022)

What is love? What is sex? What does it all mean?

Chapter 17: We're making love. (23/09/2022)

You and Levi spend the night physically affirming your love.

Chapter 18: Sweet, sweet ‘filthy’ love. (27/01/2023) NEW

Amongst struggling to keep your hands off one another, you and Levi organise a leaving party for the ex-cadets.

mrsackermanx2023© all writing works are my own, do not repost, steal or translate my work.

[fallenaither]

It's so cool to see Triple A (Ace, Aro and Agender) character! It makes me curious if Apollyon would be interested in listening about love stories of its friends or reading romance books? Or is it completely disinterested in romance?

I feel like Apollyon wouldn't *actively* seek out things about romance, but if someone does speak to them about it they'll listen! It...can't really offer advice past what it can parse out, but Apollyon won't get mad if it happens.

They *will* get a little nervous though since they don't want to come across as rude. ^^;