sorry we've got orders to protect the royal bloodline and can't risk any illegitimate children coming to claim the throne so you gotta wear this chastity cage until you get married. it's fine tho we gave the key to your loyal knight in case there's any emergencies they're totally trustworthy

Huge shout out to all the people who read fics. Who actually take the time out of their busy days to open a fic and read it

Before I started writing in earnest, I did not understand how much writing was going to eat into my fic reading time. We joke about having too many tabs open, but I have a different problem: the amount of tabs I have open on new fics is way smaller than it used to be. My ao3 wrapped would be a sad affair. Unless I’ve subscribed to an author or come across something on my dash, I basically don’t see it

Which has really driven home for me how much fandom cannot just be creators. You have to have people who want to read fic and meta discussions and joke posts. You have to have people who want to look at art and gifs. It has to be mutual.

Community thrives on flow. You have to have that movement of people sharing things with each other for a community to exist

Thank you fic readers. You keep things flowing

This is your reminder that if you are feeling helpless and cannot be on the front lines, there are other ways to help.

People need to be fed. Check to see what your local food pantry situation is. Make hot meals for people you know have been out in the cold for hours on end. Emergency kits for field medics need to be supplied. People need help getting to the pharmacy, the grocery store. Help shovel your neighbor’s sidewalk if you’re able. Find a way to do something.

Build connections. Build community. They want us frightened and isolated. Refuse.

Happy to see this in places where I usually find white nationalist stickers.

"May I have your name?" the faerie said.

"William," she said with a smile.

"Ah ah!" The faerie gave a wicked laugh. "I have your name! Now no-one will call you by it!"

"Thank you," she said.

"To win it back, you must- what?"

"I will find me a new one," she said, "one that suits me better."

butch!ghost who tugs on your pigtails when she fucks you from behind so she can see the drool trickle from your open mouth and the way your eyes roll back every time she hits that sweet spot inside your pretty pussy

Just to let you all know, because I keep getting what I am gonna go ahead and call scam job alerts from the joke that is LinkedIn these days: @glimmerfics is trying to hire fic writers to write for their AI slop interactive fiction site. They are paying a whopping $25/story so their genAI theft machine can turn it into a game.

Their application is a Google doc which asks for links to your works on AO3. Probably to make it easier to steal your writing and remove the need to pay you at all.

In case you'd like to spread word, and hopefully block them.

joining the war against gross kinks on the side of the gross kinks

‧₊˚red ochre * ੈ✩‧₊˚

viking!ghoap x nun!reader
↪ you become the unlikely treasure of two Vikings who raid your convent looking for gold

my nav
my masterlist

part one -> minium
↪ treasure hunting

part two -> woad and weld
↪ spoils of conquest

part three -> orpiment
↪ god, are you there?

part four -> orchil
↪ double-edged swords, field trips, and wolf figurines

part five -> kermes
↪ big nun, little nun

part six -> madder
↪ hellfire

part seven -> logwood
↪ tbd

part eight -> marigold
↪ tbd

part nine -> walnut
↪ tbd

part ten -> saffron
↪ tbd

extras

death(s) and the maiden
↪ you call to powers unknown to save you from the dreary, monotonous life inside the convent. this time, the undead answer.