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Are you going to continue the HDM fanfiction them? I read it again from time to time.
I have a few HDM fics but I do write little bits and bobs for them. I'm just...not as into the fandom as I was. But I do plan on finishing some of them eventually.
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i am IN LOVE with the ink veiled sins series with emily x ian doyle, not to pressure you, but out of curiosity, do you have any plans to finish that series? no rush, you take care. love you <3!
Oh, wow. Thank you! I'm glad to know you enjoy it.
Unfortunately, I did start writing that a while ago and I'm not really a part of the Criminal Minds fandom anymore. So, I'm really not sure if I'll ever continue with that fic. I'm sorry.
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Title: bright girl (3/?)
Author: LittleTayy
Ratings: Teen
Fandom: Silent Witness (BBC)
Characters: Jack Hodgson, Nikki Alexander, Original Characters, Connor Hodgson, Simone Tyler, Clarissa Mullery, Cara Connelly
Summary: He gazes curiously down at the figure in his bed. Dirty blonde hair has fallen messily around her face and bright eyes peek at him from beneath his duvet. He stands awkwardly by the side of his bed, unsure about just what he’s supposed to do now.
Post S24, life comes at Jack fast. An alternate version of S25.
Chapters: 3/?
Read On: AO3
#fanfiction#silent witness#nikki alexander#jack hodgson#dr nikki alexander#jakki#cara connelly#fic: bright girl
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Title: bright girl (2/?)
Author: LittleTayy
Ratings: Teen
Fandom: Silent Witness (BBC)
Characters: Jack Hodgson, Nikki Alexander, Original Characters, Connor Hodgson, Simone Tyler, Clarissa Mullery, Cara Connelly
Summary: He gazes curiously down at the figure in his bed. Dirty blonde hair has fallen messily around her face and bright eyes peek at him from beneath his duvet. He stands awkwardly by the side of his bed, unsure about just what he’s supposed to do now.
Post S24, life comes at Jack fast. An alternate version of S25.
Chapters: 2/?
Read On: AO3
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Unposted Masriel👀
So, this is a snippet of the fourth chapter of Total Reality. No Marisa in the bit but it is definitely Masriel coded!
~o~
If there was one thing that Asriel Belacqua knew about Marisa Coulter, it was that her work ethic was like no other. She prided herself on being the best at her job, of working harder and smarter than her competitors. It was something that had been so attractive to him in the past, in fact it was still an attractive trait to him; but only where Marisa was concerned. The more he thought about his ex and mother of his child, the more Asriel realised that Marisa was the only woman that he found things like that attractive in.
Watching her work was like an aphrodisiac to him and these past weeks working on Everlasting UK had felt like a test.
But now Marisa was late. Well, not late but out for the morning and by the look on the rest of the crews faces, he could tell that wasn’t something that happened often. It was even a rare thought for Asriel; the only time he could ever remember Marisa missing work at all was when she was pregnant with Lyra.
He frowned then as the thought struck him; the only time he’d seen Marisa miss work, she had been pregnant. Asriel didn’t like the precedent that set. In fact, the very thought that a similar situation could be afoot made his stomach lurch. He did not, in any way, like the thought of Marisa potentially having a child with another man. It disgusted him just thinking about it.
He took a breath, shaking the thoughts away. He couldn’t go getting ahead of himself, there were a number of reasons that Marisa could’ve been out for the morning - he shouldn’t go to the worst case scenario. Besides that, looking back over the past few weeks, he hadn’t noticed any changes in Marisa that could indicate she was pregnant. More than that, he’d seen her drinking in the past few days; if she’d suspected she was pregnant, she certainly wouldn’t be doing that.
No, he doubted that was the case. But it still begged the question to his curious mind just what on Earth she was doing.
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Writing vault open?
Perhaps some unpublished snippet from CAOS could make a break for it?
Or maybe the escapee would be Voyager?
I'll be glad to see what you have, no matter what :D Thanks for offering!
Yes, it is! And thank you for asking.
This is a snippet from a CAOS one-shot I started tentatively named In All But Blood and features Zelda raising Letisha Blackwood Spellman.
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Zelda thanked Satan when at 6 years old, Letisha showed no interest in starting at a mortal school. She’d kept the girl mostly away from the mortals of Greendale, though she was sure Sabrina’s mortal friends were curious. However, Zelda had other plans.
She’d been teaching Letisha several languages since the babe had started to speak. Now, she felt, it’d be a perfect time to take Letisha travelling - immerse her in witch culture and other languages, just as she’d wanted to do with Sabrina. Before her niece had insisted on mortal schooling.
“Mama,” Letisha exclaimed, bouncing slightly on the seat she was kneeling on. The girl had taken recently, to calling her mama and Zelda hadn’t had the heart to discourage her. Not when Letisha was her daughter in all but blood.
“Don’t bounce Letty,” Zelda scolded, though not harshly as she came to stand in front of the chair.
“When we going to Italia?” Letisha asked curiously, smile bright and eyes wide as she watched Zelda pack a suitcase.
“Tomorrow, my sweet,” Zelda replied, smiling softly as she stroked Letisha’s curls gently. “That’s why we packed your suitcase earlier.”
“How long are we going to go?” She asked, climbing off the chair and scooting over to Zelda’s bed, leaning against the edge, peering curiously up at her mother packing.
“A few months. It’ll help improve your Italian,” Zelda told her with a smile, continuing to sort and pack through her clothes. It wasn’t uncommon for Letisha to sit and watch her as she got ready or sorted through her attire. In fact, it’d become somewhat of a ritual for the two.
“How come ‘Brina and ‘Brose aren’t coming?” Letisha asked, still bouncing slightly against the bed. The young girl was enamoured with her older cousins and Zelda was sure there’d only be mischief between the three in no time.
“This is a special trip, my darling. Just for you and I,” Zelda told her softly, smiling widely at the young girl. “Just the two of us. Isn't that exciting?” Zelda coaxed, settling between two dresses and packing one away in the suitcase as the other was relegated back to the wardrobe.
Zelda didn't pack too much for either of them, knowing that she'd have clothes tailored for the both of them while they were over there. If there was one thing Zelda appreciated, it was good clothes and she was hoping to pass that trait on to the child. Besides that, she could already picture the pretty clothes tailor made just for Letisha; a luxury she'd happily pay for her daughter.
“Yes! ‘M so excited Mama! We never get to do things together,” Letisha told her dramatically, draping herself over the bed, pouting playfully up at her mother.
Zelda chuckled at the child’s antics, rolling her eyes but a little. “Did we not just go to the market yesterday?” She asked the child, her own voice playful in return.
Instead of answering, Letisha just giggled, knowing Zelda’s words were true. But in her mind, she never got to spend enough time with her mama. She had to run their mortuary and she worked at the academy - a place Letisha had never been and Zelda was determined to keep her away from.
Zelda was about to speak again when she heard Hilda’s voice travel through the house. Letisha bounced up from where she'd been leaning on the bed, eyes wide. Lately, she'd had the strangest fascination with helping Hilda in the kitchen, and Zelda silently hoped she didn't get attracted to herbology magic. Letisha had powerful magic and Zelda hoped to one day channel it into more productive areas of magic. Ones that could protect Letisha if the need ever arose.
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Hi, I love your writing style. Will you continue Total Reality? I think it's one of your best series. Thanks for the reply.
Aw, thank you! I love that story too!
Every once and a while I do go into the Doc and add a paragraph or two, so it's still heavily in my mind. So I do hope one day that I'll manage to finish it.
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I am opening up the Writing Vault!
Essentially, you can ask me about any story I've written for any of my fandoms and I'll talk about it, or even give a snippet of something unposted, if you ask nicely.
I also have a whole host of fanfiction written that'll never be posted in an 'official' fic. Ask for any Unposted Masriel? for example and I'll see what I can find!
Ask Box!
#once upon a time#his dark materials#masriel#spuffy#star trek voyager#grey's anatomy#maddison#chilling adventures of sabrina#fanfiction#Succession#buffy the vampire slayer
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Title: bright girl
Author: LittleTayy
Ratings: Teen
Fandom: Silent Witness (BBC)
Characters: Jack Hodgson, Nikki Alexander, Original Characters, Connor Hodgson, Simone Tyler, Clarissa Mullery, Cara Connelly
Summary: He gazes curiously down at the figure in his bed. Dirty blonde hair has fallen messily around her face and bright eyes peek at him from beneath his duvet. He stands awkwardly by the side of his bed, unsure about just what he’s supposed to do now.
Post S24, life comes at Jack fast.
An alternate version of S25.
Chapters: 1/?
Read On: AO3
#silent witness#silent witness fanfiction#nikki alexander#jack hodgson#jakki#dr nikki alexander#silent witness bbc
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Title: h o n e y / t a s t e ( 2/? )
Author: LittleTayy
Ratings: Explicit
Characters: Buffy Summers, Spike, Angel
Summary: This was a dangerous game she was playing.
AO3: Part 1, Part 2
#spuffy#buffy summers#spike btvs#btvs fanfic#buffy fanfiction#Buffy The Vampire Slayer#btvs fanfiction
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Title: Bumped
Author: LittleTayy
Ratings: Teen
Characters: Dawn Summers, OC
Summary: Dawn Summers hadn’t planned on falling in love, she was focused on finishing university and working with Buffy. She had a plan and she was going to stick to it. She hadn’t expected to quite literally bump into someone that opened up her life in a new and unexpected way.
Read On: AO3
Prompt from @btvstvtitleprompts April 2023 Set.
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Title: The Mystery Of...
Author: LittleTayy
Ratings: Teen
Characters: Buffy Summers, Spike, Dawn Summers, Willow Rosenberg
Summary: Buffy and Spike run Summers-Pratt Investigations when they get a case that takes them to a country Manor that holds all sorts of secrets.
Chapters: 4/6
Read On: AO3
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Title: h o n e y / t a s t e
Author: LittleTayy
Ratings: Explicit
Characters: Buffy Summers, Spike
Summary: This was a dangerous game she was playing.
Read On: AO3
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not enough
Title: not enough
Author: LittleTayy
Ratings: G
Characters: Buffy Summers, Spike
Summary: After everything, after all they had done and been to each other…how could it come to this?
Read On: AO3
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cure-all
Title: cure-all
Author: LittleTayy
Ratings: Explicit
Characters: Marisa Coulter, Lord Asriel
Summary: You know what they say, an orgasm is a cure-all for pain.
Read On: AO3
cure-all
“I’ve got a headache.”
“What?” Asriel frowned as he looked down at Marisa. They were at his estate just outside Oxford. They had been going over findings and readings from his latest expedition. He’d been excited, though he’d never admit it, to finally show them to Marisa. He’d be presenting his findings in a lecture tomorrow at Jordan but he wanted her to be the first to see them.
“You heard me, Asriel,” Marisa said, draping herself over an armchair. She’d come for their planned rendezvous and to see his new research and yet, a dull pain throbbed behind her eyes and her will to focus on anything other was gone. It had been steadily building throughout the day and she’d been able to ignore it but not any longer.
She’d only been there an hour but his script was blurring and her head had begun to throb hard. All she wanted was to close her eyes and silence any and all noise.
Asriel watched as she settled in the armchair a frown on his face. He’d never seen much stop Marisa from research or work and as he poured himself a generous glass of tokay he realised that she must be serious. As far as he knew she wasn’t prone to headaches so he could only assume that she probably wouldn’t handle this one well. If it was as serious as it seemed he should probably get her some pain relief.
He stepped out of his study then to call for Thorold to bring some aspirin and a cold wash cloth. His trusty man-servant appeared quickly as if he had just been waiting around the corner. The man nodded at the requests and was back quicker than Asriel expected, only without the aspirin. He left the damp wash cloth on a tray beside the armchair Marisa had draped herself on, giving her a quick but concerned look.
“We do not have any aspirin or other pain relief, my lord.”
Asriel frowned as he stepped closer to Marisa, he wondered with her eyes still closed if she’d fallen asleep. The way her mouth turned downwards in a frown at Thorold’s words told him that she hadn’t. “Go get some then,” Asriel said gruffly. Though his voice wasn’t the usual bark that he was known for.
He focused his attention on Marisa then, he barely noticed as Thorold left. “Maybe I should just return home,” Marisa said quietly, her eyes open just a little. Asriel could see the strain it took on her eyes and shook his head.
“Don’t be ridiculous Marisa,” he replied as he set his empty glass down and picked up the wash cloth. “Here, rest this over your eyes,” he said as he lifted it towards her face. It was telling, the kind of pain Marisa was in, that she simply let him place it without a fuss. Asriel softened as he looked at his lover, he let his hand caress her silky dark curls lightly. He’d never been a tender sort of man but Marisa seemed to bring it out in him.
He wondered what he could do to help ease the ache she suffered from. He had plenty of alcohol but he wasn’t sure if any of that would actually help dull the pain. A rare thought flitted through his mind then, of something he’d heard on his travels and had always wondered if it were true.
“Unless you can relieve me of this headache, stop hovering over me,” Marisa snapped a little petulantly. It didn’t surprise him that pain just made her attitude worse - he should’ve known the moment she walked in that something was wrong.
“Well, you know what they say,” Asriel said, a lilt in his voice and a lascivious grin on his lips. His hands were traveling up and down her thighs and over her hips temptingly. An eyebrow rose behind Marisa’s cloth covered eyes and her head tilted curiously.
“What?” She asked quietly.
Asriel grinned hungrily. He leant in to whisper softly against her ear. “An orgasm is a cure-all for pain,” he said. Marisa scoffed at his words, her eyes closed behind the damp cloth, even as her hips shifted a little at the thought. She had missed Asriel while he was away and she doubted they’d have this time again soon, she didn’t want to waste it. Besides, she didn’t entirely disbelieve him.
“Let me make you feel better, Marisa,” Asriel practically cooed against her skin. It was almost out of character for him but lately, he’d been not softer but certainly sweeter with her than at the beginning of their whole affair. It made Marisa’s heart pound to think about but she also couldn’t deny that she liked this slight change in him. It made her want to come back for more and more.
Marisa nodded. “Okay,” she breathed and tilted her head back in the arm chair as he pressed kisses down her throat.
Asriel gently licked and kissed along her neck and towards her collarbone, lightly and then aggressively and grinned when he felt her heartbeat speed up and her breath hitch. He made his way back up to kiss her thoroughly, his hands cupped her head softly before he pulled away with a groan.
Marisa‘s hand lifted to pull the wash cloth from her eyes at his pause but Asriel was quick to place it back down - he’d moved both her hands to the armrests, out of the way. Then slowly and far gentler than expected, he settled on his knees stomach pressed against her legs and started to unbutton her silk blouse. He quickly and deftly worked his way down the garment and leaned forward to kiss down along her collarbone and chest and swiping his tongue tantalizingly upwards from her belly button to the valley between her breasts.
Once the silk was unbuttoned completely and bared Marisa’s soft pale skin to his eyes, he simply pushed it aside to keep it out of the way without having to take it off completely. His hands smoothed down her sides and over her ribcage and settled on her hips - he tilted her forward and slipped a hand behind her to try to find the closure of her skirt. It took a moment to find but then he had it and her skirt was coming loose so he tugged it off quickly, not caring if it were to wrinkle or crease.
“Asriel,” Marisa lightly admonished as she heard the fabric hit the floor. And though she couldn’t see it, her Golden Monkey scurried over to the garment and picked it up as best he could, laying it out over an ottoman. After, he made his way back to Stelmaria’s grooming embrace.
“Relax,” Asriel said, his voice as seductive as he could sound.
Marisa shifted a little in the seat but said nothing else. Asriel’s hands were on her legs then, massaging at her thighs and Marisa held back the whimper of impatience she wanted to let out. Still, when he pressed on her legs she opened them willingly, her tongue darted out to wet her lip in anticipation. Her head still throbbed though and she wished he’d hurry it up.
Asriel watched Marisa hungrily. His fingers curled around her underwear and he let his thumb ghost over her centre and gave a teasing little swipe over her sensitive bundle of nerves. Her hips jolted a little at the contact and he chuckled lightly into the skin of her stomach as he kissed her just over her navel. His tongue slipped out to lightly trace the depression as he rolled her underwear down her thighs. Asriel had to pull back then to slip them all the way off her long legs and Marisa almost pulled the cloth from her eyes once again to see what was happening.
But eventually they were off and Asriel had both hands on her thighs now. She knew what he wanted, what he was going to do and despite the terrible headache she was suffering Marisa could feel how excited she was for it. Asriel was the only man that she’d ever allowed to do this to her and the climaxes he could wring out of her were exquisite.
He shifted her just how he wanted her and spread he legs wider, lifting them to hook her knees over the ends of the armrests. She’d slid low in the chair a little but the cushion behind her back kept her comfortable. His hot breath and unshaven jaw tickled her thighs as he kissed and nipped along on her pale skin, conveniently for now, bypassing where she suddenly wanted him the most. He was teasing her and she didn’t appreciate it. Her breathing picked up and a hand went from the armrest to tangled in his hair - she wanted his mouth on her now.
Asriel simply chuckled at her forcefulness. He’d always enjoyed when she took charge and directed him to where she wanted him. He knew her body like the back of his hand; knew he could bring her to pleasure that noone else could; but he enjoyed her aggressive actions because it showed him that she did indeed want him just as much as he always wanted her.
The first long lick of his tongue along her folds had her sighing. He teased her, tongue flicking her clit and circling it lackadaisically. He used a thumb to rub lazily at her clit as he ate her enthusiastically, he grinned against her wet flesh as he heard her whimper and breathily cry out his name. Her fingers flexed rhythmically in his hair and as she got closer and closer to her peak, he could feel the way her inner thighs started to tense and tremble.
He took mercy on her. He knew she was close, so he slipped his hand away to grip her thigh tight and wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked her eagerly into his mouth. Marisa gave out a sharp cry, her hand gripped tight at his hair. Asriel flicked his tongue over her sensitive nerves, his teeth scraped over her clit too.
Her body went taut for a moment and her breath hitched. Then, Marisa was trembling and her orgasm was rushing through her - sending pleasure through every part of her body and making her tingle. She whimpered Asriel’s name as he slowly kept sucking and she flung her free arm upwards, forearm pressed against the wash cloth that covered her eyes.
The throbbing had eased and her head felt lighter than it had all day. She couldn’t believe that it had actually worked. Oh, her head still hurt a little but nowhere near as bad as it had just ten minutes ago.
It took a moment for her breathing to get under control again and then she pulled the wash cloth from her face and met Asriel’s gaze. He looked curious and pleased with himself.
“Well?” He said simply. She tipped an eyebrow upwards. “Is your head feeling better?” he asked, his hand moved up to cup her cheek gently. His fingers tickled her hair just behind her ear and she leaned into the touch.
Usually she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction but he had helped. “It is. Though not completely,” Marisa said with the slightest of pouts as her head dipped to look at him.
Asriel grinned smugly at her words as he leaned forward to kiss her slowly. She groaned into the embrace and wrapped both her arms around his neck. They broke their kiss but their foreheads pressed together and Asriel wrapped an arm around her waist to keep her close. “Then perhaps I should keep going until the pain is gone completely,” he whispered hotly against her ear.
Marisa grinned at his words and nodded. “Yes. I think you must.”
Asriel simply chuckled lowly then and moved to stand up. He gathered Marisa to him and lifted her easily - her arms and legs wrapped around him tightly like the monkey her daemon resembled. He paused a moment, to make sure his hold on her was secure and pressed a kiss to her temple. He could feel Marisa grin against the skin of his neck at the action and couldn’t help but smile in return.
Marisa was letting him look after her and as he made his way upstairs to his bedroom, he couldn’t help but feel that something had changed between them. He just didn’t know if it were for better or worse.
#hdm fanfic#His Dark Materials#marisa coulter#Asriel Belacqua#lord asriel#asriel x marisa#masriel#fanfiction
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For anyone that follows my fanfiction! All my fanfics will now be exclusively found/posted on my AO3 (LittleTayy). I am no longer posting to any other sites.
I will still be posting links from my writing tumblr though.
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