#humbled and honored

[peachpety]

on this 2023 hallow's day, i'm reflecting on my blessings and am truly humbled at this fandom's generosity. i've been fortunate to have several wonderful folks podfic these autumn drabbles of mine.

below find a compilation, for your listening pleasure! go forth 🎃

I Can See Clearly, read by @jocundasykes090160

Manor House No.7, read by @ellamcsmellbella

Psycho, read by ellamcsmellbella

gold in my pocket, read by @wheezykat

That Touch of Pink, read by ellamcsmellbella

Life Imitates Art, read by ChibisUnleashed & ellamcsmellbella

It's the Great Pumpkin, Harry Potter, read by ellamcsmellbella

hide the path so quietly, read by ellamcsmellbella

Green Pastures, Still Waters, read by ellamcsmellbella

[peachpety]

ok. okokok. @cheriecherishchen this is just the sweetest…! i love this @secretartlair art & to see it revived and with the cute additions (the snake on the bag I DIE) as a cover for my little fic, my first born…! agh thank you, thank you! so stinkin’ cute!

*whispers ao3 link!*

Cover Art for Laundry Day for @peachpety

Thanks for @secretartlair's permission to use their lovely art.

This story is fantastic. I never thought that boys doing laundry could be this adorable and sexy. If you want to read something light, domestic, and full of fluff, this is it!

[sirenofthegreenbanks]

also also like imagine you‘re ye baiyi, you‘ve not been around others in like, 20 years at least, time holds no meaning to you, you never age, you never grow weak, everyone thinks you‘re a god, and if people talk to you they‘re either fawningly respectful or mistake you for your own bratty disciple. you’re entirely reduced to your martial arts. nobody treats you like a person. and then comes wen kexing and calls you a useless boytoy to your face because you have humiliated his boyfriend. like, i don‘t know but i think it‘s so funny how confused and gobsmacked ye baiyi is

[shookuna]

// HEATWAVE! // T FUSHIGURO

a/n: first post on tha new blog !!! eeee !!! this is dedicated to the lovely mickey @teddybeartoji <3 ty for being my FIRST OFFICIAL MOOT ! MY DAYONE ! take a lil soft!toji fic pls and thank u 🤲

wc: ~ 1k oops

summary: tired grumpy bf!toji is needy and annoying w/o cuddles. cw: nsf(w) ment, plus some tooth-rotting fluff <3

cuddling with toji was becoming a rare occurrence.

it was mid-july and swelteringly hot outside, even in the wee hours of the night. the a/c in your shared apartment was threatening to give out, and the shitty fan toji sloppily assembled did little to improve matters. so, deviating from your usual routine, you and toji fell asleep on opposite sides of the bed.

toji noticed the distance immediately, cracking one eye open to find you not curled into his side, like usual. the sight of you dead to the world, hair messily splayed across the pillow was enough to make his heart flutter. but even still, a frown tugged at the corner of his lips.

because goddammit, you did not get him used to this "cuddling" shit just to bail on him now.

you and toji met months ago at the dawn of fall, when the days were getting shorter and the nights were growing colder. your relationship was initially a fateful coincidence, a grocery store meet-cute that was as romantic as it was awkward. his series of brazen pick-up lines went right over your head (surely, you assumed, no one would tell you how good you'd look receiving backshots in the fucking frozen food aisle) but you still ended up giving toji your number that day.

and he's never been a religious man, but he was praising every god in the damn sky that you did.

one date was all it took for both of you to be locked in. he was a bad habit, an itch you couldn't help but scratch, irresistible. he was reckless, cocky at best and an asshole at worst, everything you weren't. needless to say, dating toji was against your better judgment. but for him, being with you was the first good decision he's made in a long time.

that's not to say things were perfect, or even easy. being with someone like you was so unfamiliar for someone like toji. loving you came as easy as breathing, but choosing you, choosing to work towards being a better version of himself... that was hard as shit. even small things took time, like physical intimacy. his body count was through the roof, so he had no issue when it came to having sex with you - but affection was a whole different story. it made him feel like he was in someone else's skin, someone weaker, someone who needed to be taken care of. it took til' mid-december, when the temperatures were practically sub-zero and frost crusted the ground, to get toji to warm up (no pun intended) to cuddling.

and now you'd gone and gotten him attached to this shit just to leave him high and dry?!

it didn't matter that your boyfriend was practically a walking furnace, heat radiating off of him in waves when he caged you in his strong arms. temperature be damned, toji thought, you started this, so you had to finish it.

"wake up." his gruff voice sounded out, a stark departure from the blanket of silence the night offered. when you only stirred slightly, he gave you a little shake. "oi, get y'r ass up. i'm talkin t' you."

at that firmer command, you rose your head, a displeased frown taking the place of your previous serene expression. "fushiguro, what in the ever-loving fuck are you doing waking me up at..." you paused, fumbling for your phone on the nightstand and checking the time. "...at three in the damn morning."

"don't gimme that shit. girl bye," toji grumbled, not sparing you so much as an apology for disturbing your sleep. you simply gave him a deadpan stare, making him scoff and roll over to his other side. "'s fine, not like i needed to hold ya to fall asleep anyway." he muttered bitterly into the pillow.

your eyes were already halfway closed when he turned around, but they immediately shot open when you heard his grumblings.

"what did you say? you need to cuddle me to fall asleep?" you perk up, pressing your hands on his shoulders to coax him into turning back around.

"i sure as hell didn't say 'cuddle'," he groused, but still turned around anyways. his voice might have sounded annoyed, but you knew your toji. the flicker of warmth in his eyes told you everything you needed to know.

"heh, you said it just now, dummy." you grinned as you snuggled up to toji's chest, earning a flick to your forehead from the man in question. but you were unbothered, simply humming, "thought ya didn't like cuddling."

"y'r makin' assumptions," toji grumbled, the low, gravelly timbre of his voice sending shivers down your spine. "now quiet down so i can sleep."

at that, you scoffed in playful offense. "so you can sleep? you literally just woke me u-" you started, but he silenced effortlessly by pressing his lips against yours in a lazy, heated kiss.

when he pulled away, chest heaving with each hot puff of air, you were warm from way more than just the heat outside.

"go the fuck to sleep before i put you to sleep myself." he growled out, but there was no malice in his words - more of an invitation than a threat.

deciding to resist temptation this time, you settled back into his hold, your back flush against his chest. as you began to fade back into sleep, you heard toji whisper out, "meant what i said, y'know that? can't... can't sleep w' out you now."

the next words out of your mouth were simple, but they were all it took to put him at ease.

"i know, toji."

dawww <33 hope u like this fic everyone (esp mickey mwah mwah mwah) reblogs + comments appreciated !!

© shookuna ! toji header edited by me too tehe

[bowandbrush]

it’s honestly scary being a fan of usagi miyamoto/yuichi whilst being in the rise fandom and not shipping leosagi,,,because it feels like everyone and their grandma likes it. like I’m sorry!! Don’t kill me please

[sollucets]

— evening sun, jane kenyon

as long as he lives one day, I'll live that day with him.

[prodotsukare]

Summer doodle! ^^

[marigoldbaker]

jaheira is such a sweetheart. i feel like we can't ever possibly talk about that one enough. like yes yes ecoterrorist genuinely unhinged emotional problems whatever. she is so terrified of vulnerability and yet she contains and cultivates such kindness towards the people around her, trying to find ways within her own rigorous framework to express love and affection even when wrestling with the perpetual terror of losing those she loves (arguably formative childhood trauma of losing her ENTIRE FAMILY in a massacre could for SURE play a part in that even BEFORE khalid entered the picture) like how fucking loving do you have to be that even when every cell in your body rejects the notion of saying the words, you're finding ways to weave that love into the earth anyway? she's overflowing with compassion and that is insane because she is so clearly TERRIFIED of loving people. HATES that she loves people. loves so much and so hard that even her iron will can't bend that love into a shape she likes.

[peachpety]

y'all...Y'ALL. No Bones now has a podfic! go listen on this day the best day. happy halloween! 💀

No Bones About It, as read by @ellamcsmellbella

@ellamcsmellbella you darling thing. i adore this reading. LOVE! thank you, thank you!

No Bones About It, by peachpety

Thirteen Ficlets || T || 5k || non-magical modern college AU feat. jock Harry Potter & nerd Draco Malfoy

To remain eligible to play football for Hogwarts University, Harry needs to pass his gen bio exam. Too bad he chose the course based on the hotness of the TA and not the leniency of the professor. With the help of his friends and a Magic 8 Ball, Harry seeks tutoring from Draco Malfoy, Hot TA. Cue: chance encounters, flirting in library nooks, and prophecies fulfilled.

Excerpt:

Harry mirrors Ron’s grin, then collapses his face into a pout. “C’mon, dude. I have to ace this skeleton ID exam tomorrow.”

Ron scratches his pencil to add shading to his sketch and blows away graphite debris. “You just want to impress your TA.”

“Maybe,” Hermione says from her perch on a stool beside Ron, “he just wants to get a good grade.”

“Yeah, Ron. Maybe I want a good grade.”

“Nah,” Ron says. “You just want to get boned.”

“Nice. And yeah, ‘Mione. Maybe I want to get boned.”

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Written for the sweet @ladderofyears || prompt witch shop + dialogue "I think the crystal ball is working. The spirits are telling me you’re a dumbass" - liberties were taken 💀

Special thanks to my misfits crew for the help and encouragement, big love always 🎃

[sillyfudgemonkeys]

Rangi just doesn't....have any rights in this house. u_u

[wiirocku]

James 4:10 (NLT) - Humble yourselves before the Lord, and He will lift you up in honor.

[the-most-humble-blog]

[peachpety]

ok. y’all. @ianwaite & @bitsandbobsfromrandomfandoms mwah!

@hprecfest

Day 24: Holiday (Vacation)

Birds Behaving Badly by peachpety

Drarry | E | 10.5k Words

Why I recommend it:

[thatbuddie]

this is absolutely insane to me. never in a million years would i have ever thought a fic of mine could get 3k (three thousand!!!) kudos. thank you to everyone who has shown love to my writing in this fandom. you’ve made me the happiest girl in the whole world <333

[this is the fic in question: (or, Buck and Eddie keep getting matching tattoos, and then discover that maybe everyone is right when they think it means something more.)]

[petit-papillion]

"I wasn't expecting such fervour in Monaco, but I think Charles Leclerc has brought us a bit of a crowd."

Monegasque bobsledder and Olympic torch bearer Rudy Rinaldi

Olympic torch relay in Monaco | 18 June 2024

Source: La Gazette de Monaco

[cchocolatekat]