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Mads (she/her) self indulgent fanfic writer • vice president of fubuki nation • 18+ only

[mierimi]

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[mierimi]

AHH!! Kindness and Cruelty has over 100 kudos! Thank you SO much to everyone who has read and enjoyed my silly little wolfboy fanfic. I started this as a passion project over winter break to get Fubuki out of my brain and utterly failed in that and now he lives here forever.

I've just posted the new chapter. 💕💕 But in celebration of this milestone, I promise that I will release the secret really fucked up smut one-shot I've had in my drafts for like three months. To that effect please just remember that Fubuki passes the Harkness test.

[normmon]

I'm having fun playing this game.

Can't wait for the full version.

[fievell]

sweet Hunie for @cafhune 🍊

[mierimi]

I think that when I'm (finally, eventually) done with Kindness & Cruelty, I'm going to typeset and print it. I want to turn it into a physical book Just for Me. Hopefully I can get both Kaguya and Fubuki's VAs to sign it! Kaguya's VA is a guest at cons in my area pretty often. I don't think Fubuki's VA has ever done anything near me...but maybe someday...

[hailstails]

I spent a million hours redrawing her eyes to give up and draw them closed.

[mierimi]

How about a Celine x Fem!Reader where they were childhood friends(Reader's parents were traveling merchants and took Reader when they traveled the country) Reader and Celine had cute little crushes on each other when they were kids,their parents found it cute

Fast forward a couple of years and the Reader finally comes back to Mistria permanently for the free farm land they end up reconnecting and making up for lost time

Have a good one

Soooo I got carried away and I'm making this request a one-shot. This means it'll take a bit longer before it's ready, BUT, it will be full-length and glorious and all shall be beautiful (as Celine deserves).

Please look forward to it!

[cuppydogshane]

that is actually my main principle of explicit fic is that the personalities stay On during sex.

[ollypuro]

Spells of Mistria: Caldarus' Blessing 001: Full Restore

[mierimi]

Just wrote SUCH a flawless Fubuki Character Study Moment (in my own opinion) that I have to close the word doc and go play a video game I haven't touched in two years

[mierimi]

Sorry for the delay on requests y'all, my mortal enemy (my boss's boss) escaped the "civilly ignoring each other" containment zone I've had him in for about six months and made my life a living hell this week

[deaddovearchives]

I think a fandom becomes more interesting when people are allowed to explore uncomfortable ideas instead of pretending they don't exist

[mierimi]

Kindness and Cruelty • Chapter 19

Excerpt ↠ Read the rest on AO3 ❄️

cw: violence, blood, choking

Kaguya needed to buy time. Really, she needed to buy Subaru time to steady his hands and take another shot, one with sufficient speed and accuracy that The Hound could not simply dodge it. But time is expensive when one is losing oxygen, and there would be no bargaining with the wild-eyed man who held her by the neck, so Kaguya decided to cut this deal with a knife. She slipped her side blade from under a fold in her skirt and stabbed upward. She caught The Hound right in the middle of his wrist—at the cost of cutting herself too. She felt blood well up in the hollow of her throat.

The Hound snarled and tore his ruined hand away. All too quickly, though, he used his other hand to grab Kaguya by the arm as she made to break free.

“Damn,” he said with a grin. “No wonder Veyron had so much trouble.”

“Please,” Kaguya spat, not meaning politeness at all. “Don’t flatter me.” He had me by the throat, she thought. I wasn’t going to make it easy for him, but he had me.

The Hound forcefully pulled her towards him. Kaguya attempted another swipe of the knife, but her movements stalled when The Hound did something entirely unexpected. He yanked down her sleeve to expose her skin and he took a deep sniff. Then he lunged forward and inhaled the scent of her hair.

“What the hell are you doing?” she demanded, half in fury and half in sheer genuine confusion. Kaguya threw her shoulder against The Hound’s chest. He fell back but did not let go of her.

“You smell…”

“Excuse me?!” Kaguya choked out. “Ugh, so you’re evil AND rude?” 

“Oh…I see,” he said, which was a rather odd way to respond to an insult. “I knew I…ah. Ha. Just can’t manage on his own, can he?”

“What does th—”

His grip tightened to the point of pain. Kaguya grunted and struggled, but it was as though she was nothing more than a worm wriggling in the fist of a child who had not yet learned that hurting helpless things for fun was wrong. The Hound’s sharp blue gaze flickered down to the little reservoir of fresh blood in her clavicle, to the exposed span of her neck, and finally to the still-healing cut of her bitten lip. “Well, at least you’ve finally done something interesting.”

[mierimi]

Writer insight FWIW: The Hound isn't interested in Kaguya so much as he's interested in why Fubuki is interested. He's lowkey dying to know how his anxiety-ridden total virgin baby brother bagged a baddie. He's a liiiiitle bit impressed that Fubuki took an Earthmate as a mate, but also curious as to why it doesn't look or smell like they've actually had sex yet. He never planned to kill Kaguya here, but he "randomly" let her go without doing any more damage largely out of curiosity to see what'll happen. This bastard is addicted to drama. Smelling Fubuki on this woman was like getting a midnight text from your sister who's a lawyer in NYC that she's engaged to a man from Venice and has already relocated there to live with him. The Hound is gonna go back to base camp and wonder what the fuck he missed.

[mierimi]

Kindness and Cruelty • Chapter 19

Excerpt ↠ Read the rest on AO3 ❄️

cw: violence, blood, choking

Kaguya needed to buy time. Really, she needed to buy Subaru time to steady his hands and take another shot, one with sufficient speed and accuracy that The Hound could not simply dodge it. But time is expensive when one is losing oxygen, and there would be no bargaining with the wild-eyed man who held her by the neck, so Kaguya decided to cut this deal with a knife. She slipped her side blade from under a fold in her skirt and stabbed upward. She caught The Hound right in the middle of his wrist—at the cost of cutting herself too. She felt blood well up in the hollow of her throat.

The Hound snarled and tore his ruined hand away. All too quickly, though, he used his other hand to grab Kaguya by the arm as she made to break free.

“Damn,” he said with a grin. “No wonder Veyron had so much trouble.”

“Please,” Kaguya spat, not meaning politeness at all. “Don’t flatter me.” He had me by the throat, she thought. I wasn’t going to make it easy for him, but he had me.

The Hound forcefully pulled her towards him. Kaguya attempted another swipe of the knife, but her movements stalled when The Hound did something entirely unexpected. He yanked down her sleeve to expose her skin and he took a deep sniff. Then he lunged forward and inhaled the scent of her hair.

“What the hell are you doing?” she demanded, half in fury and half in sheer genuine confusion. Kaguya threw her shoulder against The Hound’s chest. He fell back but did not let go of her.

“You smell…”

“Excuse me?!” Kaguya choked out. “Ugh, so you’re evil AND rude?” 

“Oh…I see,” he said, which was a rather odd way to respond to an insult. “I knew I…ah. Ha. Just can’t manage on his own, can he?”

“What does th—”

His grip tightened to the point of pain. Kaguya grunted and struggled, but it was as though she was nothing more than a worm wriggling in the fist of a child who had not yet learned that hurting helpless things for fun was wrong. The Hound’s sharp blue gaze flickered down to the little reservoir of fresh blood in her clavicle, to the exposed span of her neck, and finally to the still-healing cut of her bitten lip. “Well, at least you’ve finally done something interesting.”

[euaruu]

As the Official No. 1 ranking Hunie Fan I present this to you @cafhune

Speed paint, watch me suffer drawing Eiland but lock in with Hunie.

[mierimi]

Can you do headcanons for all the bachelors (or just Eiland, Balor and Cal if you dont wanna do them all!!) If they were teaching the farmer to play pool and the farmer bends over and "accidently" rubs their butt against them?

I myself have perhaps been guilty of this exact tactic once or twice, in my day. Listen...it works 😈 I will almost definitely do a p.2 with the other bachelors, but for we're serving up:

Caldarus, Balor, & Eiland x GN!Reader

cw: mild-moderate smut, mentions of gambling, grinding, fingering

Caldarus gives you the benefit of the doubt to the point of driving you crazy. You’re meant to be the maddening one, tempting him into a little misbehavior…and he is doing his utmost to take your teachings seriously. Cal wants to learn how to play pool! You assured him it was a very popular human pastime and that his new skills would surely impress the townsfolk. So, he reasons that the way your plump ass keeps brushing against him must be unintentional. He would be a poor student to get distracted, would he not? And you are such an attentive instructor, using your hands to show him exactly where he should place his own. 

It’s perfectly natural that he might experience a little arousal in this sort of situation; it just reminds him so much of those long nights spent learning the ways of your body, studying the best ways to please you. He hopes you won’t be offended when your rear rubs against his hardened member. You’ll eventually just have to give up the game (in more ways than one) and tell Caldarus you want him to fuck you. He will be delighted to find he wasn’t wrong in his wanting. 

•••

Oh, Balor knows this game. You think you’re being sly, finding little ways to slip between him and the pool table? Grazing your fingers together as you help him line up the cue? Cute. Balor knows how to play a game of pool better than anyone else in Mistria; he used to earn his daily bread by hustling people in seedy Capital bars. You’re not really teaching him anything, but he is quite happy to let you try. He misses on purpose. He gets in your space. You get in his space. Your hands somehow wind up on his waist instead of his arms, which is not helpful at all in showing someone how to hit a ball, but it does advance your agenda of hitting Balor that night. 

You are successful because Balor allows you to succeed. Not in pool—no, he lets you win one round and then thrashes you for another three. Beginner’s luck, he whispers in your ear as he bends you over the pool table. And then he takes you upstairs and bends you over his bedframe, over and over again until you’ve entirely forgotten about your silly game. It’s only fair that he be rewarded for his patience. 

•••

Eiland has always been hopelessly bad at pool, and most other games that aren’t in the ‘tabletop roleplay’ category, but he is still absolutely down to spend an evening at the inn shooting some billiards if it means he gets to spend that time with you. It becomes obvious pretty quickly that teaching him how to play won’t do much good. Which is fine, because that’s not what you’re there to do. Sweet Eiland does not suspect a thing until maybe the third time you somehow wind up grinding into his crotch as you correct his terrible angles. You tease him with your words, too—how are his hands so good at stroking piano keys and dusting off the most fragile of artifacts, and yet they can’t manage one good shot with a cue? Come on! 

Of course, what you are trying to do is get his mind on what else he might be good at doing with those long, elegant fingers. Eiland is a smart guy. He’s a little shy, but he figures out what you’re up to and what you really want before you’re nearly rubbing yourself against him like a cat in heat. He makes you eat all your taunting words when he’s got a few fingers stuffed in your mouth and two others inside of you. He can’t hit a ball, but he can certainly hit your sweet spot until you’re shaking.

[mierimi]

Is it clear in the way that I write that I've read the Folk of the Air trilogy like seven times