#first fic after hiatus

[iwaasfairy]

babe /gen what got u into in/stepcest? (im not an anti im rlly into it too 😞)

stepcest I kinda rolled into mostly by virtue of just being into daddy kink and ddlg and in (audio) porn those often get paired together yk? but then I distinctly remember reading an enji x daughter fic by kaz with some touya and natsuo tossed in (I was still into bnha at the time and that was my first dc fic) and I felt like all the planets aligned and my third eye opened up bc of that fic pFGDNFJFJ

so it was really just like,,, pretty instant. I saw it done once and found my calling in life it was just sooooo hot and I just nodded like “yup that’s what I was looking for this is it for me”

[savage-rhi]

[icyfox17]

i failed at going to bed early but HEYYYY i think i'll be posting a fic tomorrow isnt that exciting :)))

[st-eve-barnes]

Okay so this modern Aegon fic I've been writing this week may actually get finished this time.

I know, I'm shocked as well!

[herawell]

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[shyspider]

i hope its not rude to ask, and no pressure, take all the time you need, but will my favoritest soft fic be posted when you come back from hiatus

Not rude. I'm okay with readers checking up on the status of their favorite fics.

I'm going to say Yes. You will see updates when I come back from hiatus.

I have one more month to finish the spring arc for The Season of the Smallest Stars. I have finished the drafts of 7 additional chapters, and am in the middle of rewriting and expanding. Two are already done, leaving me with 5 to complete before my deadline.

You'll get your soft farm life with our little roomies.

[mollymauksboi]

Sunsets | Percy de Rolo x M!Reader

this is dedicated to my beautiful fiancè @pixielostboy, i love you to the moon and back my little songbird. i hope you enjoy it 🥰

word count: 1,106

(no use of y/n. sfw, fluffy romance)

Percival de Rolo was one of class, one of wit and much talent. He held himself to the highest of standards... Except for when in the likes of this rag-tag group that called themselves "Vox Machina." Ever since he had joined, the noble man of Whitestone had found himself going through much more than he anticipated; he had dealt with the trauma of his past with the Briarwoods, overcome the demon Orthax who had a tight grasp upon his soul, restored Whitestone to it's former glory and reunited with the only other living de Rolo- his darling sister Cassandra.

While all this was happening, Percy had found himself also falling in love. With who in particular? This adorable, gothic Half-Orc who had joined in their heroics and adventures some time ago. It came as a bit of a surprise, the once cold hearted, revenge seeking de Rolo falling in love. But here he was, currently pacing the room of his in their home on the outskirts of Emon, fiddling with a gloved hand as he tried to find a way to talk you into a date with him. After all those lonely nights filled with dread that were remedied by your company and comfort, all the long talks and your genuine interest in his tinkering, how could Percy not begin to fall for you? Percival would have sought out the help from the other members but thought against it. The twins would only mock him, Scanlan wouldn't be of any help in the slightest with his highly sexual ideas. No, he wanted to romance you, not fuck you. Well- not yet anyhow.

The silver-haired man had a plan.

After knowing the paladin for some time now, Percival had learned all of your favourite things- some of which included picnics and long walks in the woods. It was a good thing that they had a rather large piece of land while living here in Emon. The human artificer quickly made his way into the kitchen, making little sandwiches and snacks with what items they had. He then gathered a blanket from a spare chest in the hall. Hell, he even scouted the property- finding a spot near the borders of the forest behind their cozy little abode and began to set things up. Taking his time, Percy made sure everything was perfectly in place. He hoped you would love the romantics of a sunset picnic and cuddling under the stars. After double and even triple checking that he had everything for what he could only hope was a spectacular evening by your side, the gunslinger headed inside to fetch you. He knocked upon your door and greeted you with a charming smile, his green eyes twinkling with hope. When you agreed to accompany him, Percival felt his heart begin to pound within the confines of his chest, politely offering out his arm to you and leading you into the field.

“I hope you don't mind that it's still close to home,” he chuckled softly, getting you situated and taking his seat next to you. Seeing your auburn eyes widen at the sight of everything, Percy couldn't help but to grin as he watched you fumble over your words.

“Th-thank you Percy. My Gods, this is absolutely delightful! And the food- Just… Wow-” You were completely awestruck, and that was exactly the goal the gunslinger had wanted to reach. Scooting a little closer, he gently brushed a few locks of your salt and pepper hair from your face, thumb grazing over the deep set scar on your chin. “I wanted the perfect night for the perfect man. I must confess… I really do like you, darling...” As Percy finally began to admit his true feelings and the real reason as to why he had invited you out tonight, he watched as your cheeks blossomed with a beautiful pink colour.

"Y-you do..?" you asked, your sheepish nature creeping back in and causing you to try to hide your face.

"Yes, I do. I have for quite some time.. I just didn't realize it until recently. But I wish to make up for that lost time and I promise you, darling.. I will take good care of you" Gloved hand never leaving your face even as you tried to turn away and hide your flushed cheeks, Percival tilted your head back to face him, russet eyes meeting frosty greens, smiles tugging at the corners of both mens lips. No words were needed for what was to come next as Percy slowly began to lean down for a kiss, all you could do in response was to watch excitedly before his lips pressed into yours.

Percy gently guided you into his lap, wrapping your legs around his waist and holding you there firmly while your hands gripped desperately at his silky blue coat. The kiss was a heated one, filled with all the lustful desires both of you held for one another, all the passion and love was bursting at the seams spilled out amongst the blades of grass surrounding you. It was a truly magical moment that left both of you breathless by the time you pulled away, carefully readjusting Percy's rounded glasses upon his nose.

"I love you, more than you'll ever know-" came Percy's gentle voice, barely above a whisper.

"I love you too, Percy" you murmur into his ear, trailing affectionate little kisses down his sharp jawline.

You remain happily seated in the artificer's lap for a time, enjoying conversations that range from his tinkering and experimenting to future little dates much like these. While both of you converse, the sandwiches are eaten, as are the little snacks Percy had placed inside the basket, and a fine wine is sipped throughout the evening. When the conversations begin to close, Percy cleaned up the blanket a touch, storing the now empty glasses within it before he came to lay beside you. The sun was now beginning to set on the horizon, the gentle glow of brilliant reds and oranges filled the sky with splashes of pink and blue hues dotted within. The darkening sky above littered with the twinkling of millions of stars.

Wrapping his arm firmly around your waist, pulling you against his warmth, Percy placed a few kisses to your hair, heads resting against one another while you both stared up into the beautiful sunset. As the sun dipped lower and lower, crickets and fireflies began to make their way out of hiding, filling the air around you with an immense peace and sense of tranquility.

This truly ended up being the perfect evening after all.

[thehappiestgolucky]

slipping “monomon absolutely indulged in explosion experiments” headcanon casually in there

[crybaby-bkg]

my family threw a party for me yesterday and it was soooo much fun!!! I felt so loved and celebrated, especially after being in such a slump for the past like six months 🥺🥺🥺

[clownprince]

hmmmm hnmmmmmmmm

[thecodeveronica]

help, I have another fic idea that keeps tormenting my brain but I still haven't made barely any progress on the other one I kept mentioning

I'm kinda thinking about if I combined the two ideas? It'd be a bit weird because it would involve two characters interacting who never EVER did at all in canon (yes, I am aware that this is a thing people do in fanfics lol, but I've never really done it myself because I'm so weird about canon oof) but maybe it's the kind of absolutely self-indulgent nonsense I desperately need to put to paper for my personal needs

[boytouya]

i think i’m just gonna post scraps and call it in

[jasontoddiefor]

Yeah sure we’ve all binged a long fic, but have you ever read a WIP and followed someone’s life?

Tidbits of information - (“I graduated today!”) - and small joys (“It’s my birthday!”) and you get to be there to say “This chapter made me cry, happy birthday, thank you for gifting us this”.

I remember reading this fic of someone at the end of high school, older than me then. They seemed infinitely wise, spoke of their future career and getting into the college they wanted. I remember them posting on days they felt like nothing could bring them down - and on days the whole world did and it’s the aftermath of a hospital visit. Cancer, I think it was, their father. I got to the end of the story, I know their father was fine, but also they got to finish their WIP. I graduated three years later than them, still dutifully wrote thank you notes in every comment. I wonder if they remember me, or just the collective of people reading the story as it updates.

Four years ago I was into my first year of university, my first year of figuring out being out in public spaces. I made excuses as to why my name didn’t match my paperwork and read a fic on the train, the same five chapters over and over again for the next years as I thought the story abandoned. It updated this week after such a long hiatus, I left another thank you comment.

There’s an author I love, they update their stories like a clockwork. When they don’t, I check their blog, just to see if their doing alright, not because I feel like they owe me, just to ensure whether I better get out my laptop to write that really detailed university level essay chapter analysis to get them smiling when their day sucked.

And then, once, when I was 17, I read a fic that hadn’t updated in over a decade. I wasn’t even in primary school when it started posting. On the last chapter, I left a comment that, in retrospect, was horribly rambly and most likely full of grammar mistakes. The author replied and though I couldn’t see their face, I thought of them crying. They were married now, had children, and hadn’t thought about this fic in years. They went through their files again, found another half written chapter and an outline. I got two new chapters to read that year.

And then, recently, someone told me they got back into writing original fiction because of my comments. I get to read nearly weekly chapters.

I love binge reading a finished fic, but nothing is ever going to top the feeling of anticipation of waiting for a chapter, the pure joy when someone tells you I was done with this, but you made me think of it again, so this is for you.

Anyway, I think we should romanticize reading WIPs more, growing up alongside the authors writing the stories we love.

[a-very-fond-farewell]

ok i finally figured out how to get some free time for my hobbies hear me out:

my circadian rhythm is fucked already, right? might as well sleep 5 hours a day while I’m at it. the plan is to do 2 hobbies at the same time, maximize your true productive potential and all that.

can’t do that for drama watching bc 1) I need to take notes, 2) I need to read subs, and 3) I don’t really do crochet (yet) so there’s not much I can do while watching people making very plot-heavy decisions on screen.

I CAN however watch movies and do other things at the same time, like drawing, or crafting. I mean I can do it with new movies but paying attention to the plot while felting is NOT recommended. but I can do cardio with new movies (bad for sleeping afterwards but u know me P: I’m a menace)

now. reading AND working on another project at the same time will be tricky, but I trust my sense of proportion (said the one planning to sleep less just to be free to have fun). I do have some of the books I planned to read on an audiobook recorder, so maybe I can do my exercises while listening to my books. but others are research books for my fics and for those I cannot exactly embroider with my feet while taking notes although.................. no sir, I can’t do that.

finally. since I cannot bake at night bc other people live with me, but I can use the bathroom without anyone really minding, I think I can either watch yt videos or listen to music while washing myself. which, I do be known, it’s not as groundbreaking as it should be, but for someone who 1) forgets baths are sometimes available in bathrooms to use, and 2) dissociates in a shower, remembering to do multiple things at once is a bit of a big deal.

I wish I could go on walks at night but (ah!) being afab I will not try that one, no sir. I used to have an app called Zombie Run and it was fun! much more fun than the idea of walking alone at night in a small village where anything can happen for sure.

ah. also. I would have to plan a schedule for all of this bc I also need to write my fics. which means that I’ll make time for all of these things based on whether my activities during the day have thoroughly beaten me up or not. I also have planned a huge live-reaction to write for a fic I just recently found and that does take time to navigate in a sensible way.

let’s start the new year full of hopes and dreams :D and let’s see how badly I fuck up along the line, shall we?

[sedumlineare]

I should write more Aziraphale~Crowley

[raddishwrites]

Should anyone come looking, I am dealing with a crisis. It’s a rather mundane crisis in the scheme of possibilities, and I’m not in physical danger or injured.

I am however completely overwhelmed and unable to socialise.

I’ll be dealing with this crisis for, rough estimate, 6 weeks. Then recovery for an unknown amount of time, depending.

This is not to worry anyone, it’s to assure you that my distance is not a lack of care or want to interact.

See you on the other side, take care of yourselves until then.