#have a prompt that could be a ✨sequel✨ to this so we'll see if that sparks tonight also ehehehe

[inquisimer]

Happy DADWC!! if it strikes your fancy how about "you need someone. let me be that person. let me be what you need" for Cousland x Nathaniel? I'm absolutely weak for this ship. Or for any ship that inspires you!

thank you for the prompt! I am also weak for this ship, it's just got so much Potential in so many directions. A little ✨tension✨ for @dadrunkwriting tonight >:]

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Ember drove her sword against the training dummy. Again and again, spinning and ducking around imaginary assailants that were all too real in her mind. A thin sheen of sweat covered her skin, soaking through her loose cotton shirt.

"Ember? Are you--woah, woah!"

She hadn't heard the door open and on instinct whipped around, bringing her sword straight to Nathaniel's throat. He held up his palms, holding her gaze as she panted, the haze in her eyes fading as she came back to herself and dropped the blade.

"What is it?"

"I saw the lights," Nathaniel said, tracking as she filled a small dipper with water kept cool by a frost rune. "It's late. You should be asleep."

"Can't."

"Is this going to help?"

Ember shrugged. "Can't hurt."

"Em..."

"Oh, don't start," she scowled. "Of all people, you know why it's like this. I'm doing what I can."

"I know you are." Nathaniel came to her side and gently caught her by the shoulders, spinning her to face him. "But there are better ways. Ways that aren't physically exhausting yourself to avoid thinking. You just have to ask."

"Ask who?" Her voice was pained and she closed her eyes. "You?"

"You know that you can--"

"How, Nate? How is that fair to either of us?"

He smiled at that; she heard the little chuckle that accompanied it.

"Haven't you learned by now?" His voice was much closer than she expected; Ember's eyes snapped open as his breath ghosted over her lips. "The world won't be fair. We don't have to play by those rules."

And then he was kissing her. His hands slid up and tangled in her hair, already knocked half loose from its knot by her exertion.

Caught off guard, she was still and unresponsive for just a beat too long, then there was a loud clatter as her sword fell against the stone and she kissed him back, a messy tangle of teeth and lips. She hooked her thumb in the waistband of his trousers and nudged him back until he hit the the closed door. They broke apart, gasping.

"This is," Ember murmured, tongue chasing the taste of him on her lips. Nathaniel's eyes traced the movement hungrily. "A terrible idea. For so many reasons."

"Don't you ever stop thinking?" Nathaniel growled. She opened her mouth with a sharp retort, but he swallowed it, swiping his tongue into her mouth. The kiss was both forceful and gentle; underneath his assertion, she could feel the concern and worry he was masking. She jerked away, nipping at his lip and smirking when his hands tightened in her hair.

"Can't stop thinking," she said. "That's a good way for a Warden Commander to die."

One of Nathaniel's hands slid out of her hair, down her neck and the length of her arm, and came to rest against her hip. With fingers so deft she didn't even feel it, he pulled her badge from the clip she always wore there. He held it up between them, the reflected torch light glinting off the silverite.

Then he threw it across the room. It smacked a training dummy in the face and clattered to the floor.

"Take the night off," he said, and spun her around so he could kiss her thoroughly against the door.

[somer-writes]

another month passes by

farewell to summer AND WELCOME FALL (fucking finally)

CAMPERS! START! YOUR! ENGINES!

it's time for.......

✨SOMERS DODECANNUAL MONTHLY BEATDOWN✨

september edition

SEPTEMBER 👏 WORD 👏 COUNT 👏: 50,058 WORDS TO Ao3

CURRENT 👏 WORD 👏 COUNT 👏: 927,728 WORDS ON Ao3

THE GOAL OF 1 MILLION IS WITHIN REACH!!!

(my mental health allowing)

WORKS (new/continued in September): 32!!!

MOST POPULAR: Memento Mori

IN REVIEW: ah september, the season of sickness. sicktember 2024 was a fun challenge! it was my fourth month long writing challenge completed in the past calendar year AND since joining this fandom. on top of the daily one-shots, we celebrated our dear and lovely @rebornofstars birthday this month! i wrote the boys having a spitting contest as a gift for bee! also, i continued Memento Mori, the sequel to Burial Rites (reader discretion advised)!

and speaking of burial rites! i used Barnes & Noble's publishing service to print a hard copy of my fic!

my father is reading it. pray for me.

UPDATES: i am was not planning on participating in whumptober 2024 as ive done 3 whump challenges in the last year! my brain could use a little breaksies. i might write for some of the prompts but we'll see! but fuck that i see prompts and i have a little cutesy chew toy blorbo who needs to be drawn and quartered out of love so fuck it

i will be using the AI-less prompt list for whumptober!

also! im finally free to participate in the @lu-community-write-a-thon starting 10/1 at 12 am PDT!

new works/chapters may be delayed whilst i handle some irl stuff, recharge, and play ECHOES OF WISDOM! im having such a fun time with it. old school zelda my beloved <3

ive also been playing pokemon violet and the new famicom detective game as of late. so many purple themed games.

i wish all of you a happy fall!

as always! ty so much for all the support!! i love reading all your comments, reblogs, tags, and whatever else! thank you everyone who reads, kudos, bookmarks, or comments on fics!! ily!!!