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Tacenda - Chapter 27 Snippet
Theo disappears leaving Eleanor alone. She turns to face the mirror grimacing at her appearance. Her mascara is smudged under her eyes, her hair is sticking up at different angles and she’s a slightly green colour.
She lets out a sigh before throwing Theo’s t-shirt and her knickers to the side before stepping into the bath. She glances at the shower wondering how on Earth it works. There’re only two dials so she decides to turn one, thankfully water starts to cascade down her body. It’s the perfect temperature helping to ease her pounding headache.
She quickly turns letting it rinse away the lingering smell of alcohol before washing her hair and body with Theo’s products. She gets a little thrill from the idea of them sharing stuff and that she’s going to smell like him.
It’s stupid but it gives her butterflies. After she’s done she spends another 5 minutes in the shower enjoying the feeling of the water running over her sensitive skin.
Reluctantly she finally climbs out, wrapping the towel Theo gave her around herself, taking a second one to dry her hair roughly before glancing in the mirror again, wiping away the steam that had built up.
She doesn’t look great, but she looks better, the mascara has gone and there’s a bit more colour to her complexion, but she still looks off. She goes to brush her teeth before remembering Theo was going to get her a toothbrush.
She quickly looks around for her clothes realising they aren’t there. She’d left them in the bedroom.
She grimaces at the idea of having to go and get them in front of Theo. She turns around looking for her knickers, at least she could put them back on, though the thought of dirty underwear makes her stomach churn.
She’s shocked to find they’re gone and the t-shirt of Theo’s that she was wearing.
“What the fuck?” She mutters to herself.
She takes a deep breath holding the towel tightly around herself before entering the bedroom. Theo’s lounging on the bed with his eyes closed when she walks in. He turns towards her immediately.
“Hey the house elves-.” He cuts off suddenly, swallowing deeply as he takes her in, stood in nothing but a small towel in the doorway to his room. Eleanor shifts nervously from foot to foot as he continues to gape at her.
“I um, I forgot my clothes.” She says nervously.
Theo closes his mouth before running a hand through his hair as he clears his throat. “Yeah, yes um, yeah. The um, the er the house elves took them to clean last night, I think they must have taken your knickers too- I mean, your stuff is on the dresser. Pokey put them there like a minute ago.”
He fidgets obviously nervous about looking at her naked. Eleanor tightens the towel around herself walking towards the dresser to grab her stuff.
“There’s um, the toothbrush is there too.” He tells her.
“Thanks.” She mutters sending him a smile.
She thinks it’s adorable how flustered he gets. It so different from the cocky Theo she’s used to. Eleanor lingers at the doorway to the bathroom turning to face Theo, a small smirk on her mouth.
“I hope you enjoyed being alone with my knickers.” She tells him.
His mouth drops open as he stares at her in utter shock.
“What?” He gasps.
Eleanor’s smirk widens as she toys with the knickers on top of her clothes.
“Well I noticed the problem between your legs is gone and you had uncensored access to my knickers.” She shrugs, enjoying the way he seems to choke on air at her words. “It’s a shame really, they’re not my nicest pair.”
She turns shutting the bathroom door as she hears Theo try to stammer out a sentence. She lets out a small laugh before starting to get dressed and brush her teeth.
Her clothes feel amazing, whatever the elves did they’re softer than they’ve ever felt. She quickly checks herself over before going back into Theo’s bedroom.
#He’s sat on his bed nervously chewing his thumb.
“Eleanor.” He states anxiously, climbing off the bed and striding over to her. “You don’t think I actually- I wouldn’t do that to you, you know. I wouldn’t use your knickers like that.”
Eleanor raises her eyebrows at him with an amused smile.
“Theo it’s okay I was just teasing.” She tells him lightly.
Theo’s face relaxes as he releases a breath. “Right, okay. I respect you too much, I couldn’t just… it would feel like a violation.”
Eleanor giggles at his words causing him to frown.
“Hey don’t laugh, it wouldn’t be right.” He tells her seriously.
“I know.” Eleanor agrees trying to hold back her laughter. “But I wouldn’t mind, in fact I kind of like the idea.”
Theo’s mouth drops at her words at he stares at her.
“You what?”
Eleanor places her hands on his chest enjoying his stunned expression.
“I like it.” She tells him. “I like the idea of you pleasuring yourself when thinking about me.”
“Oh fuck.” Theo mutters under his breath.
Eleanor shrugs moving away to grab his brush and try to tame her waves.
“I guess you’re not into that sort of thing though.” She shrugs playfully.
Theo licks his lips as he watches her. “Trust me I do.” He says thickly.
“Hm?” Eleanor queries continuing to brush her hair but glancing over her shoulder at him.
“I always think of you, I always have.”
Eleanor pauses turning to stare at him properly.
“Always?”
Theo nods. “Every single time. I essentially admitted it to you once during an astronomy lesson.”
Eleanor puts the brush down turning to watch him. “I thought you were talking about Bulstrode.”
He recoils at her words.
“As if I’d ever think of her. No, it’s always been you.” He tells her before turning and walking into the bathroom, shutting the door over behind him but not closing it fully.
Eleanor stares at the small gap, her thoughts racing. He was determined to give her a heart attack or a stomach perforation with the amount of palpitations and butterflies he was causing. She clears her throat trying to get rid of the image of Theo pleasuring himself, whispering her name as he reaches his high.
“Fuck me.” She mutters grabbing the hairbrush again and trying to detangle the mess on top of her head.
Once she’s done she’s not sure what to do, she wonders around Theo’s room looking at his shelves. She takes notes of his books, his quills, the type of parchment he uses. There’s a picture of his mother on his desk and one of him and Blaise together in their Slytherin scarves.
She smiles at the small personal touches. She knows Theo is caring and one of the sweetest people – when he wants to be. But this seems to make him more human, more real. To see his magazines piled in the corner or his stuffed niffler on his bookshelf.
Soon enough Theo emerges from the bathroom, wearing just a towel draped around his waist. His hair falling into his eyes from the water, Eleanor watches as it drips down his body, clinging to the contours of his chest and ending just above his pubis.
He smirks at her cocking an eyebrow.
“I forgot my clothes.” He tells her walking towards his dresser.
Yeah right, Eleanor thinks, that’s why he’s left his body dripping wet and sinfully tempting.
But she responds with a non-comital hum instead. Theo gives her a knowing look as he routes through his clothes.
Eleanor’s eyes trailing over every inch of exposed skin, admiring the way the light reflects off the water droplets highlighting every little bump and dip.
“See something you like?” He asks giving her a lazy look over his shoulder.
“A few things.” Eleanor replies, not even attempting to be subtle as she ogles him.
Theo grins at her before turning around and leaning on the dresser, his stomach muscles tightening in the most delicious way.
“Can I ask what?” He says temptingly, giving her an eager look.
Eleanor hums sending him a playful smile. “I’m really loving the stuffed niffler. Does he have a name?”
Theo’s face blanches as he quickly glances at the niffler on his bookshelf. Eleanor smiles as she sees him close his eyes in embarrassment.
“Don’t worry.” Eleanor quickly reassures him with a happy smile. “I think it’s adorable.”
“Adorable.” Theo mutters putting a hand over his face.
Eleanor chuckles. “What? it is.”
“Eleanor that’s not what boys want to be called. I’m stood here naked, I want you to say I’m hot, handsome, distracting just not adorable and don’t even consider cute.” He warns her.
“I didn’t call you adorable I called him adorable. Look at his little face.” She states walking over to the bookshelf and picking the niffler up, pulling a cute face at it before turning to Theo. “He owns my heart now.”
Theo raises an eyebrow at her. “I love how easily I’m discarded. I take it all back please call me adorable and look at me like that.”
Eleanor chuckles as she hugs the niffler to her chest.
“I don’t think I can. He’s set the standard.”
Theo let’s out an amused laugh before pulling out his clothes.
“Fine you stay here and harass Norman, I’m going to get dressed.” He tells her.
“Oh Norman.” Eleanor exclaims in a cutesy voice staring at the niffler with wide eyes.
Theo shakes his head with a small laugh before disappearing into the bathroom. Eleanor smiles taking a seat on his bed as she stares at Norman. He really is adorable and so is Theo for keeping him.
After a couple of minutes Theo steps back into the room looking more put together than he has any right too, why doesn’t he look as shitty as she does?
“Ready?” He asks.
“What for?” Eleanor questions glancing over at him.
“For breakfast.” Theo says as if it’s obvious.
“Oh, yeah okay.” Eleanor says putting the niffler down on the bed and walking towards Theo. He smiles holding his hand out to her and she takes it with a small blush.
She could get used to holding his hand like this.
“I really like Norman.” Eleanor tells him sincerely as they walk down the stairs towards the kitchen.
Theo smiles at her. “Me too, my mum gave him to me. He’s one of the only things I have left off her.”
Eleanor’s heart breaks and swells at the same time. She didn’t even consider the niffler might be sentimental to him, she has so many teddies around her room it’s nothing to her.
“That’s lovely.” She tells him.
Theo nods. “I can’t bear to part from him. I almost took him to Hogwarts with me but dad said it was childish. I’m glad though, I think the others would have teased me and probably hid him.”
“That’s awful.” Eleanor responds wondering why anyone would tease another person over something so sentimental and why his dad told him not to act childish. It isn’t childish to want to keep something like that close.
Theo shrugs as them enter the kitchen to the smell of cooking. Marie greeting them warmly.
“It is what it is I guess.” He says casually making Eleanor frown.
“Crepes?” Theo asks eagerly.
Marie nods with a hum. “Of course, I had to cook your favourite and I refuse to make the American pancakes unless it’s a special occasion.” She says with narrowed eyes.
“What?” Theo says in shock. “You don’t think Eleanor is a special occasion?”
Eleanor blushes sending him an annoyed look.
“She most certainly is special but she deserves delicate crepes, not those heavy monstrosities.” Marie snaps at him before turning to Eleanor with a smile, it quickly drops as she takes in her appearance. Eleanor feels exposed and self-conscious as the perfectly stunning Marie glances at her.
“Eleanor why is your hair wet? You’ll catch your death.”
“Oh I’m not very good at drying spells.” Eleanor explains full of embarrassment.
“That’s no problem. Theodore, watch the crepes.” Marie commands before pulling her wand out and pointing it at Eleanor.
Eleanor closes her eyes as she feels warm air hit her. Her hair instantly curling around her head, falling into delicate waves. It never does that when she dries it, her natural waves always turn out frizzy.
“Perfect.” Marie states curling one of Eleanor’s waves around her finger before returning to the stove.
Eleanor stays for breakfast, enjoying talking with Theo and Marie before stating she’ll have to go home or her parents will start to wonder where she is. Theo nods reluctantly a sad expression filling his face as he says he’ll take her home.
#theodore nott fanfiction#theo nott fan fic#theo nott fanfiction#theodore nott#theo nott#theodore nott x original character#theo nott x original character#golden trio era fic#friends to enemies#friends to enemies to lovers#enemies to lovers#gryffindor x slytherin#slytherin x gryffindor#tacenda fic#tacenda chapter 27#gryffindor#slytherin#pureblood x muggle born#ao3fic#hogwarts
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whats your httyd wip? 👀
ahlshvd hi nonnie ^-^ its in the Super early planning stages but its rlly a bunch of aus or plot bunnies i found interesting (cloudjumper took hiccup w/ valka + human sacrifice astrid + drago’s hunter armies) that im stringing together
#i dont plan on releasing it on ao3 for a while bc i dont wanna publish snothrr big commitment only for it to take forever#like im doing w my botw tp crossover fic (PAIN)#but if theres interest on here i dont mind posting individual chapters as im working on them!!#httyd#heliianswers#tacenda au
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Upcoming Fic
Felix × gn!reader
Posting date: May 28, 2022 at 1:00 AM, Manila Time
Tacenda
(.n) things better left unsaid; matters to be past over in silence
a spin-off story to the strongest that you can either read before or after that. written in Y/N’s POV.
the therapist advised me that each month, i have to write everything I'm feeling and everything i want to tell the world; maybe this was some sort of comfort, because at some point, it seemed to be working.
masterlist
#stray kids#skz#lee felix#yongbok#felix#tacenda#upcoming fic#to be posted#soon#felix x you#felix x reader#felix x gn reader
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G.O.A.T. Avatar Fic Recs:
One of us (Neteyam x Human/Avatar!Female!Reader) —Multi-chapter, eventual NSFW
Author: forever--darling
Status: Complete, 8/8
Summary: neteyam sully was the next olo'eyktan and for years had been focused on his training and his responsibilities only. he had never accounted for you to become one of them. when you got your avatar body and ended up in the forest alone, being brought to the village and offered to be taught the ways of the people wasn't what you expected. let alone it being neteyam, future olo'eyktan becoming your teacher.
In Love With The Enemy (Lo’ak x Female!Avatar!Reader) —Multi-chapter
Author: vandnana
Status: Ongoing, 3/?
Summary: during the time when jake became toruk makto, you were quaritch’s youngest and most valued soldier, the daughter he never had. but, pandora changed you and you died during the final battle, betraying quaritch and wishing that you had been able to do more. now, you have been reborn again, as a na’vi, tasked with quaritch’s new military avatar crew to kill Jake Sully. taking advantage of this second chance at life, you help the Sullys and fall in love along the way.
On this fateful night...two hearts danced (Neteyam x Human!Female!Reader) —One shot, NSFW
Author: arachine
Status: Complete, 1/1
Summary: in omaticayan culture, a young na’vi male does not yet become a full fledged adult until he passes one of two rites of passage: 1) choosing an ikran, and 2) carving a bow from the wood of Hometree (and/or choosing a woman). reader is now 20, and the only man she’s ever loved is expected to choose a wife soon. one day when she overhears a rumor concerning neteyam and the first woman in line to betroth him, reader is struck with grief, ultimately venturing off deep into the forest where she knows nobody will follow her—somewhere forbidden. however, unbeknownst to her, a certain someone follows her trail…
Fire Of Souls (Tsu’tey x Jake’s sister!Reader) —Multi-chapter
Author: pandorafairy
Status: Ongoing, 4/?
Summary: N/A. Slow burn, Enemies to Lovers.
Something sweet ~ (Human!Neteyam x Human!Female!Reader, Modern AU) —One shot, probable eventual NSFW
Author: maxlonz
Status: Potentially Ongoing, 1\?
Summary: basically Neteyam doesn’t like sweet things, but for you, he’ll make an exception <3. Enemies to Lovers, mature themes.
Tìtunu (Tsu’tey x Human!Female!Reader) —Multi-chapter, eventual NSFW
Author: hinataashoyos
Status: Complete, 4/4
Summary: Perhaps the Sky People had injured Tsu'tey beyond repair when they had hurt him and pushed him from their enormous metal bird. That is the only reason he can think of to explain why the one person who has captured his thoughts so wholly is you, the little human demon that is constantly lurking around the Omaticaya camp.
Tìsom (Tsu’tey x Human!Female!Reader) —One shot, NSFW
Author: hinataashoyos
Status: Complete, 1/1
Summary: Spin-off of Tìtunu, but can be read separately. Tsu'tey is a strong mate; he is cautious, considerate, and protective, and he always provides for you. And yet, human/Na'vi relationships come with a learning curve. That learning curve comes with surprises regarding certain biological urges.
Mountain Dweller (Kiri x Rotxo) —Two shot
Author: k-roi
Status: Ongoing, 1/2
Summary: A moment of distraction during a lesson with Rotxo leads to one of the best questions of her life. If only they could just be less awkward about it.
Tacenda (Neteyam x Metkayina!Female!Reader) —Multi-chapter
Author: cherrycxla
Status: Complete, 25/25
Summary: Tacenda - Things to be left unsaid; matters to be passed over in silence. Or:
Tsa'tvayi gives Neteyam a purpose, while caring for his family as if they were her own.
The Sully’s in American Public School —Headcannons
Author: pandorafairy
Status: Complete, 1/1
Summary: N/A.
Lo’ak and Tsireya (Lo’ak x Tsireya) —One shot
“Tell her” (Lo’ak x Tsireya)—One shot
Author: pandorafairy
Status: Complete, 2/2
Summary: These are actually seperate posts but I suggest reading them together. The first one is Tsireya comforting Lo’ak after Neteyam’s death, and the second one takes place a little later on, when Lo’ak confesses his feelings to Tsireya.
Star Girl (Lo’ak x Avatar!Female!Reader) —Multi-chapter
Author: lovemyavatar
Status: Ongoing, 9/10 (with bonus scenes!)
Summary: Eywa isn’t supposed to choose sides. she maintains the balance of life. so, a question arises. are you worth saving?
Push (Neteyam x Female!Omaticaya!Reader) —One shot, NSFW
Author: lovemyavatar
Status: Complete, 1/1
Summary: you love teasing the Olo'eyktan's oldest son, but how much will he let you push before he snaps? Childhood friends to rivals to lovers. Enemies to lovers.
Will continue updating…
#neteyam x reader#tsu’tey x reader#loak x reader#neteyam x human#neteyam sully#avatar way of water#neteyam#neteyam avatar 2#avatar 2#loak sully#original female character#jake avatar#tsu’tey#neytiri sully#neytiri#kiri avatar#kiri sully#tuktirey#tuk avatar#tuk sully#spider socorro#miles socorro#neteyam x y/n#tsu’tey x y/n#loak x y/n#loak x you#neteyam x oc#neteyam x you#mo’at#loak fanfiction
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Hi! Do you have recommendation with love square a/b/o verse? Particularly with Alpha!Adrien?
Oooh yeah those can be fun! I haven't seen much of them lately, but I've liked a lot of the ML Omegaverse fics I've read! All of these will be T-rated or below, btw.
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dynamic by Anonymous
“I’m serious, my lady,” he clarifies, feigning collectedness. “Your chaton is an alpha, through and through.”
“You–” She pauses, blinking. “Really?”
“Yes, really,” he replies, and he catches some frustration slipping into his tone. He bites it back belatedly.
Is it really so hard to believe?
(More one-shots set in this AU may be added later as additional chapters.)
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the dreams (I tried but couldn't bring to life) by @pauliestorylover
Marinette Dupain-Cheng, alias Ladybug, had a crush on Chat Noir.
The only problem? Beneath her suit, Marinette was secretly a familiar, and Chat Noir…was not.
(He was also a familiar, they were both just lying to each other.)
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Tacenda by MiraculouslyHopeful
In a world where alpha/beta/omega dynamics seem to define everything, Marinette Dupain-Cheng and Adrien Agreste's lives are far from easy.
Marinette is confused, Adrien is tired, and Hawkmoth does not seem to be stopping, especially not after the two heroes find out what their classifications are. They always knew their lives would change with this information, but is it for better or worse in the end?
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Hers by bumbleb_tch
Peeking into the room, she saw Chat sprawled on her chaise and quickly announced, “I’m-really-sorry-Chaton-but-I-ran-out-of-patches-and-need-to-really-quickly-grab-some-more.” By the time she finished her word vomit she was already digging through her closet. As her hand grasped the box, a soft keening brought her attention back to the room and a fresh scent bloomed, immediately lighting her senses on fire.
Thick bergamot shadowed with an expensive sandalwood, layered on top of the gentle caress of a wild rose. It was powerful, chaotic, but it’s core softer than a butterfly’s kiss, it was undeniably Chat. But worse, it was undeniably omega.
Marinette pivoted on her heels oh so slowly, taking special care to breath through her mouth as she took stock of her partner. Even from across the room she could see sweat pouring down his face, his pupils blown so wide she could only make out a miniscule strip of green sclera around them. “Chat...did you-did you just present?”
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you deserve to be loved and you deserve what you are given by @thescuttlebugg
Marinette is terrified, suddenly. She’s not like this. She’s not this kind of alpha, to get her head turned by any pretty pheromones she trips over. She’s not--she’s not disloyal, she’s not inconstant. Chat smells like moonlight, like the sudden shock of night air and the terrifying rush of leaping out into the empty dark, like deserted city sidewalks and unfamiliar corners: something midnight-metallic, something strange, something wild. Nothing like Adrien. Not a single note in common.
She’s not like this. She’s not like this.
He smells--
He smells--
“Ladybug,” Chat croaks, still staring at her.
He smells stray.
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alone together by a_miiraculer, clairelutra
i don't know where you're going
but do you got room for one more troubled soul?
Marinette's got 99 problems, and pretty-boy omegas are about half of them.
A drabble sequence. On indefinite hiatus.
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This last one isn't actually Lovesquare, but it's one I wrote and it has Alpha!Adrien so I'm throwing it in anyway, I had fun writing it.
The Role of an Alpha by Keyseeker
When a newly presenting Omega crashes through his window, Adrien discovers what kind of Alpha he wants to be.
#ask#ml fanfic rec#miraculous ladybug#adrien agreste#marinette dupain cheng#lovesquare#a/b/o dynamics#omegaverse
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✨ Fic Writing Review 2023 ✨
Words and Fics
* 115,318 total words. But it’s actually 107,740 if you take out the lovely Gumusservi by the lovely @thotpuppy
* I wrote for 3 fandoms this year which is 2 more than I thought I did: American Assassin with 1, Supernatural with 1, and Teen Wolf with a whopping 40 fics.
* Most recent posted fic was When Fairies Come A Knocking which is a fic for the Stiles Shipping Central exchange about Stiles reading the pack kids a bedtime story.
* My longest fic this year was 33,926 words; Habitual. Which is my serial killer AU, also has art by the lovely @thotpuppy :D
Top Fics by Kudos
* You Are In Love (195 Kudos:1,621 hits:Sciles:G rated:1,616 Words)
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My fandom fic events in 2023
* Stiles Shipping Central exchange I wrote 4 fics for the exchange and plan on posting a 5th before the year is up. :)
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Nepenthe. chap 05
act one : tacenda
THIS IS AN OC INTEGRATION FOR THE WITCHER, IT IS NOT AN X READER FIC.
— HEHEEE... that fourth chapter was a DOOSY and I am so excited to write more with jaskier considering he's my favorite (:
tw for :
(n.) things better left unsaid; matters to be passed over in silence
I am deep in an inn, my room has a fire but it goes unlit, keeping the room dim and chilly, though it's temperatures do not compare to Kaer Morhen.
Geralt is with a woman in his room, and for that it makes me a bit nauseating to think of, throughout my travels with Geralt I contemplate the means of our relationship.
It has never been defined by Geralt, nor me, we don't speak of it, and Geralts attempts to touch or kiss me seem to diminish, I can't tell if he's unsure or.. he's done.
That thought makes my heart ache, and I roll my tongue as I bring the pipe back to my lips, leaning back into the headboard.
"Mmm... morning."
Says a young man, who cuddles at my waist, his hair is earthy and tousled, the smoke pours from my mouth like a fountain, and I give the man a quick look, his body is riddled with bruises.
"You're okay?"
I ask, and take my unoccupied hand to run over the marks I left, and he nods but hardly speaks up.
I grab a small pouch filled with an appropriate amount of Ducat, and he willingly palms it.
"For your services, and the room."
I say, palming his free hand and kiss the back of it, and smoke off what's left as the pipe as I get dressed.
I'm out of the inn, a thick fur coat is pulled around my shoulder, Geralt is pushed out by the innkeeper, and I pay little attention to the matter, only keeping a close eye as Geralt closes in on the man.
"So, Temeria?"
I ask, and give a gentle kiss to Emir's snout before I begin to walk with Geralt.
"One of mine doing dirty business."
"Any clue who?"
"No."
He says gruffly, I can see how his shoulders are tense and I keep my mouth shut further, I walk with him, but aside from the occasional Rustle of trees, there is no noise.
The land progresses from short grass to snow, and we enter a tunnel to Temeria, a sign hand carved posted on its outside.
The tunnel meshes into that of soil walls, and I hear rallied cheering of men, only when we get close do I hear them clearly, and I feel unsure about the situation at hand.
"You can't kill the vukodlak, so you decide to kill your king..? great plan."
Geralt says from behind the crowd, and the man who rallied the crowd hisses out in distaste.
"More fucking witcher's? Your kind already swindled us once."
Geralt sighs, though puts on a charming grin.
"I take payment after the job is done, and for a third of the price. As an apology from my guild, to yours."
The man seems unsure at first, and turns to an older looking man behind him, who shrugs at the deal, and turns back, he seems eager.
"And if you can't kill it?"
"—Then I die."
Geralt replies, snapping his head at the sudden increase in noise, soldiers flooding the mine, and parting to let a aged man part through, it makes me wonder if all of it is necessary.
"Please. Everyone remain calm, Lower your weapons and return to your homes. do so quickly, and without further theatrics, and you have my word that our king will not hear of this treason."
He says, and I find it ironic that he's the one to make remarks about theatrics, considering the scene before me.
"Foltest commits treason, he hides in his winter castle as we are eaten!"
The man says, and I eye Geralt for a reaction, he turns to me and raises his eyebrows, as if he's just as confused as I am.
The comical man with dark hair pats the miner's shoulder, who rips it off of him and spits at his feet, which sends the soldiers and fellow miners in an uproar.
"You know nothing of my pain."
The man says, gathering the miners to leave, and I hear geralt sigh as the scene dies down.
"Does foltest have a plan?"
He asks out loud, and the old man stares into us with distrust.
"See these two to our boarders, Temeria has had their fill of.. witchers."
He says, before dramatically leaving once more, as horse mounted knights guide us out of Temeria in silence, through the snowy dense trail.
I look down for seemingly just a second, and when I hear a thud my gaze lifts, and the guards are lip and fallen off their horse, which prompts Geralt and I to draw our weapons.
"You can put down your swords, I'm not here to hurt you."
Says a woman, and her voice burns hot in my ears and I feel my stomach sink, I know her quite well, her name haunts me.
"Triss."
Says geralt, putting away his sword, and I don't dare to look behind me, but put away my swords in their criss-crossed sheathes.
"So he makes a show of kicking us out, and sends you out to slip me some coin to kill his monster? Not a very original plan."
I can hear Geralt smile, and I'm unsure how to react, often I feel her eyes hit the back of my head, and like a whisper I can hear her apologize in the deepest parts of my subconscious, and I whip around.
I make a short eye contact with her, and she nods softly before replying to Geralt.
"It's my plan, and my coin, I don't want you to kill the beast, but I want your help to save it."
She says, and I see from the corner of my eye, Geralts gaze flickers to me, and raises his eyebrows in contemplation, before he gruffly says.
"Okay."
"Perfect, I'll escort you to.. my workshop, per se."
She says, and before my eyes she conjures a portal.
"But what about the soldiers?"
I ask, and she turns to me with a fond smile.
"They'll wake up as if this never happened, they'll think they escorted you successfully and call it a day, impressive, no?"
She says, and I hum in agreement, shrugging my shoulders, she gestures for us to enter the portal, and at first I'm unsure, but I slip into it, there's an earthy warmth in the portal, it's natural and calm, like I've been in a deep sleep.
And when I'm out, Geralt is behind me, he places a hand on my shoulder and staggers, his free hand landing over his mouth.
"Nauseous?"
I ask, placing my hand over the one on my shoulder, Geralt doesn't answer, but takes a few seconds to stand steady.
"Six years ago : Stable hands started vanishing at the castle above the city, Before long citizens started disappearing throughout all of Temeria."
Triss says, walking past us both, and Geralt begins to follow her, and I follow him, I listen closely to what Triss has to say.
"Foltest's royal guards soon realized the creature was coming from the crypt, Where the king's sister Adda is buried."
She says, and I stray from Geralt's footsteps to eye around the room, I don't touch anything however, just ghost my hands around various items.
"Rumor has it : She was having an affair with a young man in town when she died."
"—Was she pregnant when she died?"
Geralt asks, and Triss replies, explaining the child would have been the heir to the throne, adding that foltest never married, and she says she was sent by the brotherhood to 'cure' the creature.
"Vukodlak's are freak mutations, they can't be cured."
Geralt says, turning to me and his eyes land on mine, though they travel back to Triss as she states boldly.
"Good thing it isn't a Vukodlak."
- kael meets the other woman?! and all goes.. well? :0 !! crayz how healing can change a mofo :) expect Triss and Kael content !!
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Tacenda - Chapter One Snippet
25th August 1991
“Oh my God.” Eleanor exclaims turning in a circle as she stares at the various shops in Diagon Alley. Her eyes wondering over everything, the shops, the people, the clothes, someone is wearing a witches hat, there’s a shop selling brooms and one selling cauldrons. There’s cats and owls, bats and toads. It’s amazing. It’s wonderful. It’s now Eleanor’s world.
“This is exciting isn’t it?” Her mum says happily, wrapping her arm around Eleanor’s shoulders as she watches a pair of wizards walk past in bright coloured robes.
“This is insane.” Joe states his mouth hanging open as he looks into the window of a shop selling brooms. Her dad hums in agreement with Joe, his eyes darting around continuously never settling on anything.
“What do we need to get first?” Her mum asks as Eleanor pulls the list of supplies from her pocket, where it had been since she’d first got it.
“Lots of things.” Eleanor says. She’s so excited she can’t even read the words on the page.
Her mum and dad share a happy yet nervous look before her mum leans over and reads the list herself.
“Well let’s start with the first item shall we?” She says giving Eleanor’s shoulder an encouraging squeeze as Eleanor let’s out an excited squeal.
After exchanging their normal money for magical currency they set out shopping. They get her wand, caldron, books, phials, scales and telescope first. Everyone stood with open mouths as Eleanor tried wand after wand, her hand shaking with both excitement and nerves every time Ollivander, the elderly shop owner, pushed a new wand into her grasp.
By the time they’d got all that Joe was fidgety and whilst he was enjoying looking at all the magical items he didn’t want to stare at books, he wanted to look at the brooms and the sweet shops and the ice cream parlour.
Her dad decided to take him to buy some sweets whilst her mum took her to get some robes.
“This looks like the right place.” Her mum states staring at the sign to Madam Malkins Robes for all Occasions.
They push the door open and enter into a small shop, robes and accessories adoring multiple surfaces.
A small woman pops her head around the corner. “Hello, looking for Hogwarts robes?” She asks. Eleanor nods eagerly.
“If you’d like to come this way, I’m just measuring another student but I shouldn’t be too long.” She smiles before quickly disappearing into the back of the shop.
Eleanor’s mum starts to move forwards but Eleanor spins on her feet stopping her mum in her tracks.
“It’s okay I can go by myself.” She states.
Her mum raises an eyebrow at her.
“Are you sure?” She asks obviously worried about letting her go alone.
Eleanor nods happily, eager to do something independently. She also wanted to speak to another student, she wanted to make a friend and see if they knew anything more about Hogwarts.
“Okay then. I’ll wait here.” Her mum says gesturing to a small chair by the front door.
Eleanor doesn’t acknowledge her as she quickly sprints after the woman.
As she enters the back of the shop, she notices floor length mirrors and table littered with measuring tapes, pins, fabrics and scissors.
“You can have a seat there. I won’t be too long.” The lady says again as she grabs a bunch of pins, bending down on the floor to taper the robes of a young boy stood on a plinth.
Eleanor stares at the boy who looks at her curiously before breaking into a smile.
“Hello.” He says happily. “I’m Theo Nott. Are you getting your Hogwarts stuff today too?”
Eleanor nods. Before she can answer he starts talking again.
“It’s exciting isn’t it? I can’t believe we finally get to go, I’ve been waiting for ages. When I finally got my letter I begged my dad to bring me to get my wand straight away.”
“Did you only just get your letter?” Eleanor asks. Did people get their letters at different times?
“No, I got it a while ago but dads busy. He works at the ministry so he’s not home that much.” He tells her, he’s still smiling but there’s a sadness in his voice.
“I’m sorry.” Eleanor tells him feeling stupid for leading the conversation in this direction.
“That’s alright.” Theo tells her with a small shrug. “Does your dad work at the ministry?” He asks.
Eleanor shakes her head. “No he does some business thing but I don’t know what. It sounds boring anyway.”
Theo chuckles. “They all sound boring. My dad wants me to work in the ministry like him but I’d much rather be a dragon keeper.”
“Really?” Eleanor asks her mouth dropping open in surprise. Dragons are real?
Theo nods with a knowing look. “Yeah, they’re not as bad as people think, you’ve just got to know how to treat them. What about you?”
“I don’t know.” Eleanor states nervously rubbing the toe of her shoe on the floor.
“I suppose there’s a lot to consider.” He says, Eleanor just nods.
There’s a moment of silence before Theo calls her attention back to him. “So, which one are you after then?” He asks nodding in the direction of some scarves hanging on the wall.
Eleanor turns to stare at them. There’s a red and gold one, a green and silver one, a yellow and black one and a blue and silver one. She smiles as she looks at them.
“Green’s my favourite colour.” She tells him.
Theo beams at her. “It’s the best. I’m definitely going to be in Slytherin, my entire family are. How about yours?” He asks.
Before Eleanor can tell him she doesn’t know what that means the lady from the shop removes the robes from him and gets them to switch places.
“If you just stand there with your arms out please.” She asks Eleanor who obliges immediately.
Theo stays, taking a seat on the chair she was previously occupying.
“I wonder how they’ll sort us.” He continues talking once he’s seated comfortably. “I’ve got an older cousin who told me it’s something to do with a giant squid.”
“A giant squid?” Eleanor gasps.
Theo nods seemingly happy with her response.
“Yeah, I have no idea how a squid would know but I know there is one at Hogwarts. I read it in Hogwarts: A History. Have you read it?”
Eleanor shakes her head.
“You should, it’s very interesting. Plus I think it’ll help when we get there.”
Eleanor makes a note to ask her parents to buy it for her before the start of term.
“I’ve heard quidditch is very competitive. I’ve never been a major fan, I like watching it but I’ve never wanted to play it. I don’t understand the desire to be hit in the head with a bludger.”
“Right.” Eleanor mutters wonders what on earth quidditch and bludgers are.
“I hope we’re in the same house, it’ll be nice to be friends. I’m sure we will be.” Theo continues babbling on about how the Slytherin common room is under the lake and therefore is the best when a woman walks into the backroom.
She’s very young, with tan skin and dark hair.
“Theodore we must go, your father is needed back at work soon.” The lady tells him, the hint of a French accent in her voice.
Theo’s face falls but he nods standing all the same. He starts to make his way towards her before turning back to Eleanor.
“Wait, I don’t know your name.” He says.
“I’m Eleanor.” She smiles at him. He grins back at her happily.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you. See you on the 1st of September Eleanor.” He shouts as he leaves the shop with the, weirdly, formal woman.
#ao3#ao3fic#harry potter#golden trio era#theo nott#theo nott fanfiction#theodore nott#theodore nott fanfiction#hogwarts#gryffindor x slytherin#slytherin x gryffindor#slytherin#gryffindor#muggleborn#pureblood x muggle born#muggle born x pureblood#muggle born#chapter snippet#Tacenda chapter one#Tacenda Fic
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4 agn 13 vor th e ask game :3 <- jsut woke up
oh moda namoda tacenda you are so cute. cuteoda!!
4) How do you choose which fics to write?
Um. It's really kind of whatever I'm in the mood for. I'd like to focus on one work at a time but sometimes I'm really bad at that. /gestures at my tons of wip
My mood changes a lot... and sometimes, even worse than that my mood and my brain will disagree on what we wanna write. :'D
13) Do you listen to music when you write? If yes, what have you been listening to recently?
yes! I do! most of the time. if i have to think really hard i have to turn off the music. i also have to turn on busy on discord because i'm very easily distracted by noise. (i also turn up my music really loud because my bf also chills in the computer room and sometimes he's on voice calls and that is the most distracting thing ever).
as for what i listen to. i'll usually gravitate toward osts and instrumentals. piano covers on youtube too. lately... mm. since i've been working on the heavily delayed halloween fic i've been listening to stuff for that (i have a specific playlist for it actually) which has been this song on repeat. over and over. i also like finding long ass piano medleys on youtube... hehe.
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tagged by @gothprentiss and @cargopantsprentiss ❤
RULES: post the names of the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Tag as many people as you have WIPs.
i am the person who sorts their WIPs by folder so... we're going that route.
how the eff did this end up being a fic
tacenda
and she haunts you
divorced detective au
no pressure tags (aka, cat doesn't know who else to tag): @maximilff, @wistfulwatcher, @agathadanbury, @ncllcraines, and all my other beloved writing friends ❤
#tag game#ask game#<- sorta kinda#I KNOW I HAVE MORE FRIENDS WHO WRITE#but i also know about 75% of them never check tumblr / aren't actively writing currently#SO... pls come back writer friends ;-;#.... ima be real with y'all there are some others but they are either:#never being posted OR#they're... well#untitled docs#and that's lame
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Also I love the whole lacuna series and gallows as a character. It’s the small things for me like how you have a lot of inner dialogue so we can understand her actions rather than having to assume it. Other fics that I’ve read either make the oc very timid or very confident there’s no between so I like how you have a mixture of both. It humanises her and makes her more relatable with how she can be both vulnerable and confident.
Omg and the relationship between finnick and gallows the way they aren’t heavily dependent on each other and are both capable, I think you pointed it out in one of the chapters in tacenda when you were comparing peeta and katniss to them.
The alternative ending is so good I love a lot of angst so it was so fun to read. Especially because fallows was saying that it’d been a good idea to join the careers in the original and I was thinking about how different it would’ve been but you already wrote it!!!
I can keep going on but essentially this is a love letter to your writing and story you’ve built and I can’t wait to read anything else you come up with.
HELLO YES, i've been saving this ask for when i have energy!
my favorite part ab writing for the hunger games fandom so far is that i'm able to make personalities like gallows, rosecelli, etc. i give them distinct characteristics and mannerisms that some people can relate to. with gallows, she's very coordinated and can come off heavy, but she knows when she needs to tone it down. (With rosecelli, she's very brash and over-confident but she can recognize when she's wrong)
and finnick and gallows are a power couple in the way that they don't need to speak to know what each other's thinking. finnick knows what she'd do for him, and she knows what he'd do for her. and she makes a lot of comparisons in her time of narrating lol
alternative endings are THE BEST!! i have a bunch of written ideas that i'll never get to use for the main halcyon story so expect LOTS of AU's!!!
THANK YOU!! i love it when people come in here talking ab any of the series, it's literally my fav. i've spent years on the hunger games alr and i don't see myself stopping anytime soon. i love sharing my passions with you guys <3
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37, and 44 for the fic ask game
37. What fic has been the hardest for you to write?
tacenda because honestly, i think and feel like i just came back from a breakup and cannot function well. i’ve already thought about how its going to flow but it took me a lot of time to actualize the fic.
44. What is your favorite genre to write?
aangsttt! i don’t know why but i really find comfort in writing them as much as i love reading fics that are angst as well.
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BRO I MISS WRITING ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP FLUFF
#i've been angsting the shit out of genshin characters for my newest fic#AHEM tacenda by calyaine on ao3 AHEM#and i love it but idk i 've been missing fluffy shit esp for the hq boys#the oneshot literally gave me so many ideas too sob sob#calista.exe
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𝒟𝑒𝓁𝓅𝒽𝒾𝒸 𝑀𝓎 𝒮𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉
Tarquin X Reader
Oneshot featuring a character from @simpforthebloodgod ‘s books Tacenda and Versailles.
Here is part 2 to the Delphic series, this one features Tarquin! everyone's favourite awkward endertwin. L canonised that all he wants is his choccy milk and cant flirt for the life of him so here we go! XD i hope you all enjoy!
(pt. 1) - Deirdre x reader
Word Count: 1157
Pronouns: They/Them
Summary: Tarquin bumps into the reader late at night in the kitchen
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The sun had already set over the kingdom, most were asleep, except a few servants and guards that scattered around the castle. A few servants were left to clean certain areas of the castle, prepping it for the morning. This is where Y/n seems to be, left alone to clean that night’s dishes. The dim candlelight illuminating the sink enough to make sure each dish was scrubbed clean, the pile of dirty to clean dishes changing ratio over time.
The methodical clinking of dishes in the sink fill the room and snuffs out most of the silence, something the cleaner despises. It always is followed by a faint ringing, it drives them half-mad, it was why they try to find themselves with others, enjoying the soft chatter of people around them or the sounds of daily work.
They also seem to be seeking out Deidre, her company being rather enjoyable. Its always rather rare to find her alone, however. She’s either working under the king or with her brother, the quieter of the two twins, he was always more intimidating due to this. Always silent with an unreadable expression, though despite this, he is equally as ethereal as Deirdre.
Y/n found themself lost in thought, scrubbing away at the same plate in a slow-motion as their mind rolled over the image of the twins. Ungodly attractive and seemingly extremely interesting to talk to - Deirdre was anyways - and holding a mysterious aura that sends shivers down their spine.
“Oh, I didn’t expect anyone to be up at this hour”
The sudden voice caused the maid to yelp, dropping what they were holding and turning to spot the individual. Almost like history repeating itself, there stood one of the twins, except this one was distinctly not Deirdre, their voice was deeper than the one they remembered.
Tarquin stood there in his nightclothes - which consisted of just a long baggy nightshirt - his hair slightly dishevelled from sleep and an edge of tiredness in his voice. His head was tilted curiously at y/n with a subtle amused smile playing at his lips. His amusement soon obvious within his tone when he next spoke.
“My apologies, did I startle you?”
Y/n let out a breath, giving a shakey nod as they composed themselves, grabbing a nearby hand towel to dry their hands. Trying their best to calm fro the initial scare under the gaze of the enderman, his presence growing increasingly more intimidating within the dim light and uncomfortable silence.
“W-what can I do for you, sir?” They shakily asked, composed enough to speak and perhaps fill out whatever task the man could need at this hour.
“Oh! no need to do anything-” he replied, sending Y/n an awkward smile before making his way towards a cupboard holding a variety of glasses and mugs. “I just came to get a drink, you can ignore me. I won’t be too much of a bother”
y/n watched him for a moment longer, seeing him quietly retrieve the milk from the icebox to make his beverage. Soon they turned back to their work, staying silent as they returned to cleaning dish after dish. Trying to ignore the presence of Tarquin behind them, his silence growing unnerving, as does the feeling of eyes on their back.
“Why are you up so late?”
Yet again, Tarquin’s voice made Y/n jump. Turning their head to see the man standing closer by, the glass in his hand holding a brown liquid. The evidence of its creation being held on the counter he was previously nearby, there sitting the jug of milk and a pot of cocoa powder.
“I-i” they stuttered out, momentarily meeting his eye before quickly turning back to finish their work, “im finishing up washing todays dishes, then I am to retire to bed..”
“They left you to do it on your own?” his question seemed to catch them off guard, blinking a bit before slowly responding.
“Yes... it’s my duty to have them finished. There just seems to be more today than usual.”
“Would you like any help?”
“N-no!”
Their sudden response had them both started, Tarquin left blinking in surprise. Eventually going to speak before being quickly stopped by Y/n themself.
“I mean, no. ill be alright on my own.”
Tarquin only nodded, deciding to just let them do their job. Although he stayed nearby, watching as he quietly drank his chocolate milk. The silence was filled with awkward tension, the soft clinking of dishes returning to fill said silence once again as Y/n continued their work. Neither seemed to want to speak or even know what to say at the moment, keeping them locked in an endless loop of thinking on what to say, trying to say something before deciding not to and lapsing into silence again.
“My sister was right about you” Tarquin broke the silence, his voice quiet and hesitant. As if he was unsure of what he was saying.
“What?” Y/n spoke, turning their head to look at him, “w-wait, what did she say?” it was clear they were worried, their eyes searching his desperately for an answer
“W-wait! No! Nothing bad, she said you were hot-” Tarquin tried to catch himself on the word, cheeks flushing a bright lavender. eyes widening in realisation, quickly starting to ramble to try and cover for himself.
“W-well she didn't exactly say that- I mean if she did she’d still be right- I mean no!- well it doesn’t mean your not hot, you’re definitely kinda attractive- not just kinda your very attractive- alright im going to shut up now!”
Tarquin quickly shut himself up, leaning back against the counter behind him and taking a long drink of his milk. Avoiding eye contact the best he could.
Everything he said had caught Y/n off guard, their face heating up as each word set in. he, Tarquin, had called them hot. Not only that! He agreed to what his sister had said! She said they were hot!
“Oh..” They quietly responded, a shy smile waking its way onto their features. “thank you, Tarquin, that is very sweet of you to say”
Tarquin seemed to shrink a little, the already bright colour on his face seemingly darkening at their words. Merely nodding in response, soon having to pry himself away from the counter, quickly moving to clean up the left out milk and cocoa. he finishes his milk, placing the glass by the sink and ultimately disappearing into the night.
He was clearly flustered, Y/n found that rather adorable. The mysterious quiet twin had an adorable awkward side, it made him seem a lot less intimidating than before. They thought on it, mulling over what they had been told. Soon, they had to turn back to their work, working later into the night as their thoughts distracted them, cheeks still red from the twin’s words
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