✿ Hi! I’m Fae. I’m an aroace writer and fanartist. My pronouns are she/they but also I’m a little Guy. So call me whatever you want
✿ I write mostly fem!reader (because it is the experience I am most familiar with) but occasionally, when possible, I write gn!reader. Anyone is welcome to read my fics; I try to avoid mentions of hair in general (fics may use wording like ‘he brushed your hair away from your face’ etc), and I DO avoid mentions of skin tone, hair color, body type, etc.
✿ MINORS DNI on anything rated NSFW. I don’t care if you interact with my art or SFW pieces.
✿ Inbox is always open! Feel free to send me requests or messages or ask my thoughts on something. I can’t guarantee I will respond to every message, or complete every request, but I will definitely try!
✿ Asks are open to both SFW and NSFW! Feel free to send me all your thots (or thoughts, even).
✿ Please DO tag me in things and spam my comments and do whatever. I loveeee interactions I love being thought of.
✿ Likes and comments are always appreciated, as are reblogs <3 you can comment on my fics here on Tumblr or on Ao3.
✿ Spam-like me as much as you want, don’t be shy! I’ll just be glad you’re interacting with my stuff :3
✿ I dislike b!llf0rd (censoring bc i don’t want my posts associated with the tag). Please don’t tag my posts with it or try to talk to me about it, I just won’t engage. Thanks (PS I won’t block ship enjoyers for interacting, I won’t police it that hard and I really don’t mind. The ship bothers me for multiple reasons relating to abus3 but if you’re into it, whatevs, I don’t care. It’s fiction)
✿ I do NOT support Al image generation or Al fanfics. It has no place in the creative community. On occasion, I’m bad at spotting Al generated images, so if you see one on my blog, please let me know!! I will remove it
#mine - All of my original posts are tagged under this, including art, writing, and random thoughts. You can look at this tag on my account if you don't want to see my reblogs.
#my art - All of my art can be found here.
#my writing - All of my writing can be found here.
#asks - Any asks I get and their answers will go here.
#not mine - Reblogs
NSFW marked by * | Non-linked are in progress
Response to Stimuli
Pretty Little Thing*
To the Highest Bidder*
Elementary, My Dear*
Long Day
We Danced
Go to Bed.
Just a Taste
Between the Lines
Silver Spoons
Unconventional*
Making a Mess*
Buying What You’re Selling*
What He Wants
Star Trek
Data x Reader
Painting Lessons
Hold Me Close
>>In Progress Fics<<
> Non-cön/Dub-cön
> Incėst
> Underąge Sex
> others not currently specified
Imagine Grace defined his name as the elegance definition of grace and Rocky spends years thinking how fucking ironic this clumsy leaky space blobs name is.
Until Grace slips out a sentence along the lines of "could you give me a little grace here" and Rocky immediately points out he used a word wrong so Grace has to explain that yeah, grace means elegance but it can also mean mercy sometimes too.
And Rocky has to suddenly reconcile that the clumsy leaky blob that saved his life twice, that almost certainly doomed himself to come back for him, name is Mercy.
grace, who has been alone for five minutes: oh my god. an alien! im not alone anymore! i hope he wants to be friends :)
rocky, coming up on 50 years of solitude, imprinting on grace in ways baby ducklings can only dream of: if you leave me to sleep where i can't watch your heart beat i am blowing up this tunnel with us both in it
i really love that project hail mary made it so clear how much grace loves earth. describing it to rocky, showing him bits of the culture and nature. the water and the cities. the birds. he sincerely and deeply loves earth.
you don't even have a dog. he had a whole planet. he loved being alive on earth and they took that from him.
