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fauville · 56 minutes
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so I commissioned the most wonderful @hadrassians for Tobi and Adam again (because I had to) and ISN'T IT WONDERFUL? ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Thank you again, wonderful human being!!!
F caught this snap at some point; a rare soft moment with Adam du Mortain. I love them so much!
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fauville · 16 hours
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i WILL get to 20k this week i prommy
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fauville · 18 hours
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Breaking the Yearlings, Adam du Mortain x Detective (the reincarnation AU)
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Tobias's curls lighten through the long summer, freckles drawn across the bridge of his nose, the tops of his cheeks. He bronzes in the sun as he takes his turn in the fields for the harvest.
“My father was once a sellsword,” Tobias tells Adam one night, after a long day at the reaping. The long tables pulled into the courtyard, the ale and wine flowing, sweetened by the effort as much as honey. Tobias's father'd fought in wars abroad and at home, but was dead before the Norman duke came to claim his throne, and Tobias had been too young to know him. Instead he was raised by his mother and his uncle until he came of age, and now he had taken up his father’s sword, fighting for this new kingdom and their new lords, in their castle built with the monastery ruins.
We are more similar than you know, Adam almost says. For Adam also grew up on his father’s land, reaping barley and hay in the last of the summer sun. He was also once a sellsword’s son, the duke's farmer-knight, an ocean and a war away.
But despite himself, Adam cannot form the words. He often lacks the words, for this, for him.
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As I'm slowly but steadily bringing Breaking the Yearlings to a close, I wanted to share this lovely commission of Adam and Tobi I got earlier this year from the amazing @rom3o - thank you again!!
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fauville · 24 hours
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Title: stay with me
Chapter: 1/?
Pairing: Nat Sewell/OC
Rating: Explicit
Fic Summary:
It tears at her heart, the pleading way they beg, just as much as the thought of taking away a piece of them hurts. The very thought of it is like a blow. The weight of it steals her breath with heavy sorrow. But they refuse to back down, and there’s an earnestness to their words that she can’t ignore. It would kill her to take their coat away, and it would kill them if she does not. And Marin is everything to her.
When she slides her hands down to place them over theirs, they are shaking. Even as they pull away and she holds their seal skin to her chest, wrapped up, the most precious thing she has ever had in her possession. Marin takes a step back and wraps their arms around themself like they are trying to keep all the pieces of them together that they have left.
“Hide it from me,” they echo. “Somewhere I will not be able to find. Promise me, please.”
Nat breathes in, heavy and ragged. How can she say yes?
How can she say no?
(A selkie AU)
Tagging @aztarion :)
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fauville · 2 days
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wait actually
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fauville · 2 days
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Happy Birthday to Blood Moon!
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App Store ✦ Steam
She's one year old today. 💙
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fauville · 2 days
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Every time, you feel like coming home
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fauville · 2 days
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more rook & ava interaction spoilers 👀
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rook is my actual father
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fauville · 2 days
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wip whenever
Ava/Nate/Detective; a snippet from Ember Days, and the polymance we deserve:
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...Nate re-emerges shortly from the hall brandishing a bottle of red wine, two pewter goblets threaded between his fingers. He retrieves another from the windowsill. "And this,” he says, pouring out glasses on the desk with no further ado — although careful to do it away from the books — “is from Sicily. 1724."
"Good choice," Ava says, turning away from the bookshelves at last.
Nate’s expression is affectionate and bemused as he hands over hers. "Yes, if only because it was yours."
Ava’s smile curls the corners of her mouth. "Yes, it was."
Dinah crosses an arm across her chest, trying to hold back her laughter. They are just— so very— “You dragged books and wine up a mountain?"
Ava blinks, unconcerned, and Nate smiles, and she loves them, like this, she loves them. "But of course."
Dinah is building quite an image of the two of them here, of the time they must have spent in this chalet together. The quiet of the countryside, the shelter of the alps — peace and space and time.
The pewter goblet warms in her hands as she raises it to drink. The wine is red and rich, and tastes ever so slightly of oak.
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Read more here:
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fauville · 2 days
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wrote 5k of sweet dreams this week. <3
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fauville · 3 days
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rook is my actual father
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fauville · 3 days
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♡ snippet saturday.
i'm so pumped to share the next chapter because you get to meet rook and he's my favourite character in this fic. 🩷 but i want to finish chapter 5 first so i want to say next week maybe? 👀 anyway, here's a little slice of chapter 3!!!!
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fauville · 4 days
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personally i think A & N should get together if neither are romanced but some people are pussies and too possessive over fictional characters to it ever be a thing
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fauville · 4 days
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this fic is just vesper and ava staring at each other tbh
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fauville · 4 days
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ok so i follow a couple of people who reblog a lot of wrestling stuff and there's a lot of blood and screaming and apparently kissing. so now imagining human!ava fresh out of a fight with like a blood stream dripping from her nose and a broken nose and a few bruises and the detective taking care of her after a match :)
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fauville · 4 days
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fandom: the wayhaven chronicles
rating: mature
pairings: ava du mortain/female detective (vesper graves), nate sewell/female detective (charlie langford)
chapters: 2/?
A/N: SURPRISE. i was going to post this tomorrow, but i finished chapter four today, so might as well post chapter 2 today as well. thank you to everyone who commented on the first chapter, ilysm. <3
taglist: @agentnatesewell, @carriehobbs, @lalizah, @saintalessia (lmk if you want to be added)
summary:
“With Rook assisting her in limbo, she might have been able to bend time, unstretching it from reaching the levels of what it should and undo the time dilation.”
Charlotte’s expression is genuine and apologetic as she meets Nate’s own gaze that’s fixed on her. Nate blinks for a few moments, overwhelmed by the new information and Charlotte takes a few steps towards him, but stops before reaching him. She scowls at Rebecca, clearly uncomfortable at having had to keep that information from Nate and the team, which fills Nate with reassured warmth.
read in ao3.
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fauville · 4 days
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some slight nsfw selkie au under the cut because this has been in my head all day and I needed to write it down before I lost it forever
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