Hey yāall, Iām popping up from the radio silence and letting you know that no, Iām not dead lol
A lot ofā¦.life things are happening, so Iāve kind of had a lot on my plate lately š«
But, Iāll be ok! Iām just overwhelmed so I havenāt really written much lately and frankly, Iāve needed a bit of a break from ffxiv and socials
Thank you to those who have been keeping up with my stuff, you have no idea how much joy it brings me when other people enjoy my workāitās one of the reasons why I love to write
Sorry to those whoāve been waiting eons for updates on my fics š¬ (the wait will be worth it though, I promise uwu)
Iām sending you all the best of vibes, and may many tasty treats come your way ššš
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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Letās spread the self-loveā¤
Ohh thank you so much for this cute anon! :D
Hmm let's see...
In no particular order, my five favorite fics I've written are:
Milk & Honey - A short reflection about coffee and new lovers. Makes me feel cozy about new beginnings.
Bittersweet - A short one from Aymeric de Borel's POV on the Warrior of Light, post-HW. I like the prose and the pacing here.
Verdancy - My very specific tastes in BDSM erotica jumped out in this fic.
Lazy - An ode to lazy sex and the comforts of the familiar.
Bibliophilia - Library sex. The first sex scene I ever imagined for Aedric & G'raha, way back before I ever decided to write. My friend sparked the idea, and I knew they needed to fuck in a library at some point. Writing this fic was a promise to myself.
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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Letās spread the self-loveā¤
I know this was you @necromeowncy XD
I don't have that much published, so if I may offer my favorite three, in no particular order.
Tumblr is clunky and I have no clue how people make things so nice.
This is probably my favorite, it's the start of Reen'ra becoming a Manderville Man:
Another one of my MiqoMarch prompts, a start of the family dynamics Reen'ra is coming from:
My first AO3 post. ^^; I still like going over how he's grown, still got a little bit of hurt, but he's trying his best:
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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Letās spread the self-loveā¤
(you have anon turned off, surprise, it's me :p )
frien!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh geez, five of my favorite fics šš alrighty, letās do this then:
(Thisāll be out of order btw cuz Iām very indecisive)
Under the Blood Moon - my wolgraha vampire au fic; weāve got vampires, hunters, shenanigans, and soon smut!!
A Tale of Two Warriors - my 2 wol au fic and a very big boy that I uhhā¦..probably need to get back to lol. Lots of plot twists and divergences planned for that one, but for now, enjoy the Crystal Tower arc and one young and spry version of our very favorite red cat boy!
To Save the Queen - stars my beloved Tortilla (Tāorr Tia, but I call him the former cause I think itās funny) and Mikoto during the events of the Save the Queen quests; a smut fic to leave you questioning just what kind of relationship those two haveā¦
A Day in the Life of Eorzea University - a wolgraha university/coffee shop/volleyball au based off of the Eorzea high school manga! This one is just really silly, and there for if you want to have a few giggles (also need to get back to writing this one but not to fretāI shall get thereā¦..eventually š)
Kuporella - my wol has a fever dream during the events of SHB and dreams herself in the story of Cinderella! I donāt know what I was on while writing this one, but itās fun lol. If you ever wanted to see Ardbert as a tiny rat, this is the fic for you!
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FFXIV Fanfic writer appreciation post!
Here's a list of fanfiction writers I find absolutely amazing and recommend you go check out! Feel free to reblog and add more!)
First of all, my amazing RP partner, @kskellington and all their associated blogs like (@qxynalvaleroyantb/@rahnbadeaux/@peddlestox-shinyrocks and that one I can't ever find of Svan's...help!)
Other amazing writers I admire that you should check out!
@scholarlostintime
@loldragoon-ffxiv
@houserosaire
@aroseyetbloomedwrites
@irisopranta
@pumpkinmagekupo
@mimble-sparklepudding
@actualanxiousswampwitch
@paintedscales
@spotofmummery
@sasslett
@cadrenebula
@healersadjust
@starrysnowdrop
@draculas-husband
@elfie-kitten
I don't see much of @fair-fae's writing but her character/rp is amazing so... :D
I know some of you all on here think you're not great or are new to writing but I'm saying you're great and you need to keep going. So there.
That's just the ones I could find/think of immediately. Sorry if I missed anyone. If I follow you, you are amazing. Thank you for sharing your wonderful creations with the world! Keep going! Block haters/naysayers.
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Come into a fandom late. Leave early. Write 100 fics. Write 1. Write none. Read every single fic written in your fandom. Read only your OTP. Write only your OTP. Write every pairing under the sun. Make gifs just for your friends. Make gifs to share with everyone. Make art. Make nothing.
Cheerlead from afar and keep to yourself. Join a groupchat. Yell about headcanons with your friends. Leave kudos. Leave comments. Make fic recs. Bookmark everything. Read or watch and then forget it.
Treat canon like gospel. Treat canon like a dumpster fire. Only read/write/art coffeeshop AUs. Decide your corner will be all hurt no comfort. Decide your cornerĀ will be all fluff no angst.
Fandom isn't one size fits all, and there is no one right way to do it. So find what works for you, and don't worry about all of the outside noise. It doesn't matter how everyone else does fandom.
All are welcome.
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It is time.
Question drive time.
For those who don't know about my question drive:
The basic idea is that, to encourage people to talk more about their WoL/OC(s) I come onto your blog after you have liked/reblogged this post and send you a question about your OC(s). Sometimes these can be deep, world-building questions; other times Iāll ask what they had for breakfast. Itās all a bit of fun, I reblog the questions back here, and it lets me meet and learn more about various characters! If you donāt want a question but want to still support the project, just note that in the tags. :)Ā
I'm hoping to get the bulk of them done this weekend while I'm hanging out! I thought the other one was too old to go back to at this point, so I'm actually going to link this dive to my pinned post - that way people can see what's the most recent at a glance. Enjoy!
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TrƤumerei
Wolgraha Week 2023 | Day One āFirst Kissā
Surrounded by piles of books, as he is wont to do, he sleeps soundly - as if he had just fallen into a cat nap. It nearly brings Panne to pause, questioning whether or not she even wants to interrupt his peace. He deserves that and more, after all, after everything heās done for this realm and her.
But she cannot bear to leave him yet, not on a note like that. Hearing of his hopes and dreams, his promiseāas crystal crept up his arms and neck, his cheek, his brilliant crimson eyes: engulfing him in a shade of blue that has haunted her since the day he closed those doors on herā¦
She pulls out the vessel from her pocket and shoves it to his chest.
She runsāfaster than sheās ever gone before, feet taking her through a path she has committed to memory now. Her ragged breaths resound loudly across these familiar crystalline halls, though not enough to distract her from the one thing Panneās here for.
To ease the heaviness of the vessel in her pocket, only growing heavier with each second she lingers.
She had not even stayed to greet her fellow scions who had carried a similar journey from the Source back to the First; only making sure they were alive and breathing before darting out of the Stones without a second thought.
One last door bars her way, and once she kicks it, she sees a familiar figure of red.
āRaha!ā
Without sparing any more time, she makes her way to his sleeping form.
Surrounded by piles of books, as he is wont to do, he sleeps soundly - as if he had just fallen into a cat nap. It nearly brings Panne to pause, questioning whether or not she even wants to interrupt his peace. He deserves that and more, after all, after everything heās done for this realm and her.
But she cannot bear to leave him yet, not on a note like that. Hearing of his hopes and dreams, his promiseāas crystal crept up his arms and neck, his cheek, his brilliant crimson eyes: engulfing him in a shade of blue that has haunted her since the day he closed those doors on herā¦
She pulls out the vessel from her pocket and shoves it to his chest.
āCāmon, wake up! Thereās no time for sleeping!ā
No response.
She shakes his shoulders lightly. Perhaps a little jostling will do the trick.
āI said wake up! Raha, if youāre playing a prank on me it isnāt funny!ā
She drops his body when even still, he doesnāt even shift.
āFuck. Raha, please!ā
The image of his shaking form in his days as the Exarch, when his body grew ever weaker with each step he took away from the Tower, plays in her mind.
When he was hunched over a rock, regaling her of all the tales of the one person who has given him the strength to carry his plan onwards; the woman who had been his inspiration, whom he had loved enough to put himself through all the pain.
That last smile on his face he had worn as crystal encroached upon it; when she had asked who that woman was.
All of it comes rushing through her like a storm, bringing a burning sensation to the back of her eyes.
āYou saidāā the crack that comes out of her brings a pause to the rest of her thoughts, āāyou said this wasnāt over yetā¦ā
Her vision then grows cloudy as she finally, finally sees the seeker stir.
āMmmmā¦.five more minutes, pleaseā¦.I promise I wonāt miss my lectureā¦ā he mumbles, cradling his head with his hands as a make-shift pillow.
Anger now makes its place along the rest of her flood of emotions that stream down her cheek. She grits her teeth as she punches the vessel to his stomach.
āFive more minutes, my arse! Y-youāve slept long enoughā¦asshole!ā
She sobs into her hands, not seeing as Gāraha blinks and slowly rises from his slumber.
Only when she feels a pair of hands gently push her own away from her face, one of them brushing a tear from her cheek, does the realization hit her.
Before her lips could move, however, his own slam into them.
Her eyes widen as he pours everything into the kiss: devouring her lips like a man thatās been starved for hundreds of years. He cups one of her cheeks to tilt her head and deepen the kiss. She could only comply and melt into it, caught in the shock of whatever the hell is happening.
As he pulls his lips away with a wet āpopā, he leans back while still in a daze.
āPlease tell me Iām dreamingā¦ā he says.
Panne automatically brings a hand to her lip, trying to make sense of the tingling sensation there and throughout the rest of her body.
As Gārahaās eyes trail to the action and the look on her reddened features - his eyes widen in horror.
āOhā¦Iām awake.ā He chuckles nervously as the realization of what he did without warning or anything hits him, āoh gods, I really am awake!ā
The only response he gets out of Panne is an unreadable expression, half covered by the eyepatch she now wears.
āI-Iām so sorry!ā He says, stumbling on his words, āI wasnāt aware of myself and Iāā
A soft pair of lips meets his ā hesitant, but just as wanting as he was all the same.
She pulls away for just a moment, flashing him a knowing smirk. āā¦just shut up, will ya?ā
He dives back in again, letting the caress of their lips speak what their words wonāt:
Iām here.
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