#fic updates .

[radioapple-heathen]

"Cause he took me out of my box. Stole my tortured heart.” 

--- Chapter 8 of loml out now <3

Chapter art by @sunlit-mess

[whytheylosttheirminds]

home for the holidays - pt 2 sneak peak

part 2 of home for the holidays is coming together and should be out sometime this week, thank you for your patience!

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first 1.5k words of part two below the cut, ho ho ho!!

Somewhere between his house and yours it dawned on Rafe, much to his annoyance, that he had a big, stupid crush on you.

He tried everything to suppress it. He reminded himself that you didn't like him, that you probably thought you were better than him. He reminded himself how stupid it’d be to get attached to someone only a few months before graduation. 

Jesus, really man? He thought. She’s not your type, Rafe. She hates you. Be a fucking man and pull it together.

But it was the way you were perched in the driver’s seat, scooted all the way forward leaving no room between you and the wheel, smiling as you sand along to Mariah Carey. You looked so soft and cute, the sleeves of his hoodie slipping over your hands as they clutched the steering wheel.

Fuck, he definitely had a crush on you, and he hated having a crush. There was way too much room for rejection. This was one area in which he’d never really grown up, so he opted for his usual defense mechanism - pushing your buttons, like he was ten years old on the playground, pulling your pigtail just to get a reaction.

“So was I right about you not having many hookups in college?” He blurted out sometime during the third replay of All I Want for Christmas is You.

Your head snapped toward him, complete confusion and not even a smidge of amusement on your face.

“What the fuck?” You grumbled. “That’s kinda personal, actually.”

“I’m just saying, I’ve never seen you at parties, and you don’t seem to have a boyfriend. Four years is a long time…”

“Everything is about sex with you, huh? Some of us are actually in college to learn,” you scolded him. It was his intention to push you away, and yet the repulsion in your voice still stung.

“Alright, I’ll stop asking,” he conceded.

“Good,” you huffed, shoulders slumping a little.

He looked over at you every so often, determined to find a flaw, some blemish or ick that he could use as a dealbreaker. This plan backfired terribly, his eyes only discovering more pretty features and cute little mannerisms that made his stomach leap every time he looked at you. He felt like a moth, brainless and hopelessly drawn to the warm light of a lamp that was sure to zap him dead at the slightest touch.

After twenty minutes of freezing him out for his “no hookups” comment, you gasped and excitedly pointed out the first of many road signs for your hometown, your annoyance with him replaced with excitement as the signs advertised you were getting closer and closer to home. 

Then you finally gave him something to resent you for. After a remark about how excited you were to see your family, you looked over at him with big, kind eyes, nervously broaching the topic with a light touch on his arm, “I’m sorry about your family leaving you behind. That totally sucks.”

There was a softness in your tone that was so warm and inviting it made him want to jump out of the moving car. He knew he was fucked up for being mad that you were being nice, but he couldn’t help it, the tenderness in your gaze made him feel like a wounded puppy, and he hated your pity.

He pulled his arm away from your gentle fingers like they’d hurt him.

“I’m fine,” he snapped. “They didn’t leave me, it was just a miscommunication.”

You withdrew in more ways than one, pulling your hand back and falling awkwardly silent. Rafe kicked himself mentally, of course just when you’d started to come around to him, he pushed you away. Little did those girls in your dorm know, that was the true Rafe Cameron special.

“So, uh, you were saying something about presents for your brothers? How old are they?” He asked, praying he hadn’t made you shut down for good, trying to re-stoke the fires of the friendship you had been building since you offered for him to come home with you.

You were chewing on your nails, picking at the dead skin nervously. At his prompting you started to speak again, though a bit less enthusiastically than before he’d shut you down.

“Uhm, well,” you sat up a little. “There’s Luke, he’s sixteen. And then Reese is thirteen and Bennett is ten.”

“Fun ages,” he nodded, wincing at his cliché words.

“They are fun,” you nodded, a smile returning to your lips at the thought of your little brothers. The sight of you smiling again soothed the ache in his chest and he leaned back into his seat, full of relief.

“Luke is such a teenage boy, too cool for everything. I got him some Nike cleats because he plays football, he’ll pretend he doesn’t like them but I think he’ll wear them. And Reese is quieter, he’s always been a bit more sensitive. He wants to be a photographer, so I got him a vintage Polaroid camera. Benny was the easiest to shop for,” you smiled at the thought of your baby brother, Rafe could tell you had a special love for him. “I got him one of those giant gummy bears that comes in its own plastic case. It cost a fraction of what I spent on the other two but I guarantee you he’ll be the most excited.”

“I’m sure they’ll all like what you got them,” he assured you.

“They better, they cost me a whole paycheck,” you huffed, thinking of all the hours you’d worked slinging drinks at your college’s go-to student bar to pay for the presents that were currently sitting in your trunk.

“It’s better than what I got my sisters,” he reminded you with a laugh.

“Hey! I spent six whole dollars on those souvenirs!” You scolded him, smiling at the memory of the crappy little knick-knacks in the backseat.

“And I’m sure they’ll love them,” he agreed.

“What about your sisters? How old are they?” You asked.

Surely, you were just being polite, keeping the conversation going after he’d asked about your brothers. But he wanted nothing less than to talk about his family right now, the thought of them all hanging out at the Bahama house, completely forgetting that he existed, still stung fresh. He wondered if Sarah and Wheezie even asked his dad where he was, why he wasn’t on the plane. Maybe they were relieved to celebrate the holiday without him annoying them, he probably deserved it. 

“Hey, isn’t that your exit?” He pointed at the highway sign, advertising that the off ramp to your hometown was only half-a-mile away, trying to distract you from your question.

“Yes!” It worked, you sat up in your seat, excitedly pressing a little harder on the gas as you celebrated the proximity to home.

“Woah, slow down, I’d like to celebrate Christmas alive,” he joked as the needle on the speedometer climbed higher and higher.

“Oh shit sorry,” you giggled, pulling your foot back to slow down a little. “I’m just excited. It’s gonna be so cozy. My dad will have put a bunch of colored lights all over the front of the house, and the tree will be up, probably a fire going and Christmas music playing. I can’t wait to see them!”

His jealousy was almost debilitating. What must it be like to feel this excited to go home? To know what was waiting for you was going to bring you so much joy? He wanted what you had so badly, he was tempted to reach out and touch you just to see if he could absorb your happiness by osmosis.

The little town you called home was just as small as Rafe was picturing, if not more. Though, the tiny houses lining the main street were decked to the nines with Christmas decorations, so much merriment in such a tiny little hamlet. The further into the country you drove, green street signs giving way to rickety, hand-painted ones, the more he felt like he understood you.

You smiled at all the lights, body absolutely buzzing with each turn that brought you towards home. Finally, you turned on a long dirt road, past a field of horses Rafe recognized as the farm you said you grew up next to. Approaching a mailbox with your last name on it, your smile fell from your lips, eyebrows creasing as you turned onto the property.

At the end of the long driveway was a small little split level home Rafe surmised to be yours, only where he expected a display of twinkling christmas decor, there was only one single flickering porch light. If he hadn’t known better, he’d assume the family who lived here didn’t celebrate Christmas at all.

“What the hell?”

[foreverdolly]

dolly announcement:

i just want to thank each and every person that has checked on me over the last eleven days. life has been crazy and i’m still very much in denial over everything. the loss of my father has changed me fundamentally… however i have never felt more motivated to make a life for myself that he would he proud of. with that being said i would like to gain back some semblance of my former life. writing has always been my passion, my escape and a way for me to connect with others! so my blog will go back to normal as of today!

i will also be updating/posting some fics very soon:

“savage bonds”: update will be on thursday at ten o’clock est. adult themes will be included in this chapter, so please read the special warnings before delving in.

“i just ride”: update will be saturday at ten o’clock est. adult themes and minor angst will be included in this chapter so please check the special warnings (the smut is sweet and loving though… unlike the fic above)

i will be introducing a new knight!austin butler x princess!reader mini series next saturday at ten o’clock est. it will comprise of four full length chapters. teasers for the first chapter will be posted up until the official day to get you all excited.

i am also working on a paul atreides oneshot that will be posted the saturday after next.

if i make any tweaks or additions to this fic schedule then i will let you all know before hand!

love love love you all.

-xoxo dolly

[mangatxt]

title: sage advice (96k words, 8/? chapters, ongoing)

fandom: mob psycho 100

relationship: serirei (serizawa katsuya/reigen arataka)

details: rated e (please read AO3 tags before engaging), newspaper column, post-canon, mutual pining, getting together, humor, demisexuality, internalized acephobia, reigen arataka pov, friends to friends-with-benefits to lovers, case fic

summary: Breaking: Local conman takes job he isn't qualified for, accidentally enlists colleague for help. Story continues on page O69.

chapter eight summary:

"Did a number on you, eh?"

read it here: first chapter / most recent (chapter eight)

[amywritesthings]

chapter two of the hotline!levi fic, dating on airplane mode, will be published tomorrow (thursday, november 14) ✨

[fernlessbastard]

A piece based on the FIRST CHAPTER OF MY NEW FIC - "IT'S US THAT MADE THIS MESS" - WHICH JUST CAME OUT LET'S GOOOOOO

[gracedbybattle]

Throwing around a ficlet for cryin' sky from Jake's POV

[metalbvcky]

DR STEVE + PATIENT BUCKY AU PROGRESS UPDATE

HELLO AND HAPPY FALL! It’s been a hot second since I made an update post (August, I think??). I had a small roadblock a while back and had to rewrite the beginning, I even had to scrap a couple scenes but it wasn’t a total loss since I’ll likely use those later on. I also arranged some things differently, so the start will be… interesting.

As some of you know I’m a ‘post as I go’ writer instead of writing it all and then posting; the wait absolutely kills me esp when it’s a year or two long project. I aim to post somewhere around late December or mid January. Later than I wanted, but hey, creativity can’t be rushed!

Time is nonexistent sometimes so I thought I’d go ahead and ask the age old question: would any of you like to be tagged when I post? Reply to this and I’ll add you to the list!

Also should I go ahead and change blog/account aesthetics since Aster is finished? lol I thought about waiting till I post but at this point I think I’m long overdue for a new look.

[tourettesdog]

Got another chappy up! owo

[wetcatspellcaster]

You are cordially invited, to the Ravengard Foundation's 'Just Giving' Gala ~

[radioapple-heathen]

Without conscious thought, Lucifer reaches out, taking hold of Alastor in any way he can. Then, he surges forward to kiss the smile of his mouth.

He meets the soft skin of his cheek instead.

- loml Ch. 11

Art by NightCigale ✨

[divineatrophy]

dots ch7 is finally getting thereee

[a-strange-inkling]

Are you still writing?

sadly not at the moment. i have so many unfinished projects that i just haven’t been able to reopen and tackle. i keep trying, but my job and life have taken a lot out of me. also my seasonal sads are closing in a little earlier this year than usual.

i’m not planning on abandoning any work or hellcheer at this time, but i can’t say for sure when i will be updating.

i hope that time and inspiration returns to me soon. i truly do miss it 😢

[amywritesthings]

i have five words for my followers this eve.

[shimshamshimsham]

new comic dub out ! this time it's the Monster GFs AU by @autisticaradiamegido ! and not just that... (spoilers below cut)

I also made a podfic of my fic written in the same au ! check out the original fic ifu want

[gracedbybattle]

Andddd, it officially has a working title and summary 😅 Hope to have it up and posted this weekend (maybe)