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. Let’s spread the self-love 💗 (apologies for sending chain letters but i'll be honest: i DO find myself wanting to know which of an author's works they're most excited about at any given moment.)
Ayeee thank you for the neat ask game! I do wonder too what's someone's favorite works and why! Everyone who sees this feel free o do it too cause imma send this along on anon <3
Summer Wine In Verdant Winters
The last longer fantasy AU I've written about Virgil running a tavern to hide from his traumatic past. Naturally it comes back to haunt him. It has a cottagecore setting with some high fantasy elements on top of the found family and I've salviated writing all the food descriptions
Damocles' Gambit
Admittedly, I'm cheating here a bit by linking the entire series. But this has arranged marriage turned found family with some delicious hurt/comfort where King Thomas gets to be the best dad we all wished we had
Burning Fireflies
It's the best Roceit I've ever written where Roman is the loyal knight going after the runaway thief Janus - I'm just a sucker for tales about loyality and the tragedy that comes with it when it's mistrusted
Noblesse Oblige
Stemming from my Bridgerton obsession I just had to make it gay. So then we have some fake dating turned real feelings Loceit with a little mystery twist for spice. I cried while writing it but it's also the most beautiful imagery I've managed to this day
A Tad(pole) Tied Up At The Moment
The first Baldur's Gate 3 fanfic I've ever written (and am currently writing) where Astarion gets whumped properly before he gets the comfort from Halsin he deserves
Hi, same anon here, wanted to thank you for the reply and also tell you that your writing is amazing, i enjoyed the story a lot it's one of my favorite anxceit stories I've ever read, I'm not sure if you already posted this story on ao3 or not but I'm pretty sure people on ao3 would appreciate it a lot :)
Aw I'm flattered that you like it! It's on ao3 but I still haven't added the last chapter (I should probably get to that oops). There's a link on the masterpost too if you want to show it some love on ao3 (no pressure, just a side note) <3
I feel guilty wanting people to comment.I feel like if my work was good enough, they would :(
This is definitely a common feeling amongst authors, and I think part of it stems from our cultural view of artists/creators.
We often hear writers say things like “I just had to write this” or “the characters were screaming at me” and that gives off the impression that writing is going to happen no matter what. Writers have to write. Artists have to draw. If creative people can’t let their creativity out, they go a bit nuts.
The dissonant part of this is that, while creative people do have an innate drive for creation, they don’t have an innate drive to share that creativity. Needing to make something and needing to share it are two different things, serving two different purposes. Creating the work satisfies a part of you that has a story to tell or a vision to make real. Sharing that work is done in the hopes of satisfying a need for making a connection with people about that work.
Wanting people to comment is a natural part of sharing your work with them, and nothing for you to feel guilty about.
What readers don’t understand is that desire for a connection to them. For them, the connection is made by reading your work. From their perspective, you have made a connection. The problem is, from your perspective nothing has happened. You’ve posted your work and received nothing in response. It’s like walking up to someone with a big smile on your face and saying, “Hi! How’s it going?” and having them just stand there with no change in facial expression or body language, saying absolutely nothing. The connection only went one way.
There are lots of reasons why people don’t comment on artistic works, and only 1 of them is not liking the work itself.
You aren’t being needy, you’re being human.
The inherent homoeroticism of killing your enemy and immediately regretting it
They will be safe. It doesn't matter who else or what else burns as long as They will be safe.
I will be safe. The hunger and the cold will never touch me again.
Fuck any bitch who's prettier(/cooler/better-liked/better at making dumplings) than me.
Yes, Master
Love me. Love me. Love me. Love me. LOVE ME!
I know the terrible things these so-called "heroes" will do if I don't stop them (<- is absolutely wrong)
I don't want a better future, I want a better past!
No other way to get performance art funded these days
I present y'all some analogical fluff in these trying times with wolf shifter virgil & unaware human Logan
https://archiveofourown.org/works/47343466/chapters/119295535
The whole green land belongs to Alyria (Askanian is only shown as independant cause they still have their king as a respentive figure & some different laws than the rest of the empire)
Note: I made this map before I established that Iudin is north of Alyria - so on this map north is to the right and south to the left.
devotion that corrupts is my favorite btw there's nothing wrong with it ever & it should be encouraged
Reblog if you write fic and people can inbox you random-ass questions about your stories, itemized number lists be damned.
no no no you dont GET it. It's not about romance it's not about sex it's about DEVOTION. it's about LOVE. It's about chasing your other half to the ends of the earth to protect them from themselves. It's about wanting them to be happy. It's about stopping their self-destructive ways. It's about saving them from darkness, because you know they're capable of love. Because you've FELT that love and so you know it's there. It's about having faith until your dying breath. again it's about utter and true devotion and selfless love. Hello?? are you listening?? True, selfless love is about restoring their faith in humanity by being the example
knight/lord ships are like. what if i would die for you. what if i wanted you to live for me. what if i wanted to touch you but could only be satisfied with being near you. what if i could touch you but only through the safety of our gloves. what if i couldn’t stop thinking about you right next to me. what if i bloodied my hands for you and never looked back at the wreckage. what then
Call me Atlas | 26 | They/Them | All fictional content welcome
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