An updated list of all my stories. The old list was looking too messy, so I made another! Every story can also be found on Archive of Our Own and Wattpad, if you prefer to read there. Thank you ❤️
Original Works
A Vow in Venom — Inkitt
A Vow in Venom — Ao3
My baby 🖤 A dark and gothic urban fantasy romance. Complex characters and story structure. Slow burn. Hate to love. Symbiotic relationship. Succubus/Vampire. Monstrous love and eternal devotion.
Game of Thrones - Ongoing Longfics
I Am Not a Woman, I’m a God - Ao3
I Am Not a Woman, I’m a God - Wattpad
A Jonerys love story and my attempt at a fix it fic. From Daenerys’ POV. 212k words and 31 chapters so far. Smutty and indulgent.
Blood Flows in a Spiral - Ao3
Duskwood Stories
Completed Jake x OFMC Longfic
Marked Me Like a Bloodstain - Ao3
Marked Me Like a Bloodstain - Wattpad
Explicitly romantic and decadent. Happy ending. Alternative ending to the game and a different villain. 289k words and 37 chapters.
Paper Rings & Dirty Dreams - Ao3
Paper Rings & Dirty Dreams - Wattpad
Sequel to Marked Me Like a Bloodstain. Romantic, smut, and chaos filled comedy.
One Shots
Jake x MC - Smut
Watch the Bed Burn
Heaven Knows
Truth or Dare?
Drippin’ Like Honey
Good Girl
For Your Entertainment
I Can See You - Bodyguard AU Part One
Meet Me Tonight - Part Two
Jake x MC - Fluff
Everything Has Changed
Sweeter Than Fiction
Silver and Gold
Begin Again
Mastermind
Richy x MC - Dark Comedy Romance
Run Towards the Monster
Kiss With a Fist
Flesh & Blood
Devil in Paradise
Smutty toxic romance. Richy and my MC, Aylin, are diabolical soulmates.
Dan x MC Fluffy First Date
Strangeness and Charm
Duskwood Angst
The Ending You Deserve - Jake escapes the mine
An Arsonists Anguish - Richy’s Death
Jonerys Smut One Shots
Take me, I need you in my Bloodstream
You’re the King, Baby, I’m your Queen
The sweat in your eyes, the blood in your veins are listening to me
‘Tis the Damn Season
Say Don’t Go - Canon Era
Wool to Brave the Seasons - Modern Au - Complete
A fluffy, funny, and smutty Winter themed story. Four chapters, 30k words.
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I hope you enjoy my silly little stories! Thank you for your time 🥰❤️
love reading an older fic (10-20 years+) because you get these hilarious author’s notes but ALSO because you get the occasional “shout out to Jessica….without you telling me to write this fic it wouldn’t exist” and then the author proceeds to write the best 100k fic you’ve ever read and the whole time you’re thinking to yourself, where is Jessica these days? does she know she sparked this amazing fic? shout out to Jessica hope you’re doing well girl
Jake would rather debate dumplings than die—again. But after vampire hunters chip him with a cursed bullet, his only hope is Liora. A succubus with lethal secrets and a flair for dramatic exits. Bonded by forbidden blood and his bad life choices, they have to dodge death warrants and sabotage.
With strange happenings on the rise in Duskwood and Redlog, luck is not in their favor. Liora's seductive charm is as addictive as her venom... and his Yelp review from Hell is just getting started.
This can be read without knowing the fandom. Triggers, and a snippet, are below the line.
Triggers: Blood, violence (combat training as foreplay and killing monster hunters), graphic sexual content, graphic fight scenes, biological and magical codependency, toxicity, pain and pleasure—claws, fangs, and shadow magic.
Snippet:
He clasped his hands behind his back. You know that bite in the wind before a snowstorm? It nipped at him a second before his life forever changed.
Liora dropped from the rafters. Silent as a spider’s kiss. Serpent darkness framing her as she landed soundlessly.
He scanned her from head to toe. Her leathers clung to her like she’d painted them on, seams straining as if her very form rejected containment, every curve a taunt. His cock stirred as her gaze raked him.
A predator sizing up prey she already owned.
Pathetic, he cursed himself as his body reacted to her presence, wanting to taste her, but he hid it behind his mask.
She was Hell and the blackest hunger incarnate. Relentless. A liar. A stunning little liar he couldn’t wait to crack wide open.
Her crown of copper braids like arterial spray around her head. This wasn’t just violence.
It was performance art. He waited for her barbed words.
They never came. Liora dismissed him with a tilt of her proud chin.
She turned her back, storming toward the altar. Her ass swayed, a metronome of menace. His fangs ached to sink into her.
He bit back a laugh instead. “What? No threats? No stabbing? After this… spectacle,” he toed a headless corpse, its neck stump glistening. “I’m wounded, Red.”
Her claws flexed at her sides. The nerves in his back remembered their scrape, wanted more of it. Her hunger swelled for a second, eating through his gut before she leashed it.
His chest flared with heat in response. A burst of flame in a mine. He watched in amusement as her shoulders squared.
She didn’t turn, but she spoke. “They weren’t after me.”
Her pulse thrummed faster, but not as fast as it would be soon.
He inched toward her. “Oh, I know. They thought you’d drag me here like some lovesick mutt. Cute.” He kicked a silver tipped bullet. It skittered into a puddle of congealing blood. “But you didn’t have to redecorate. A ‘No Trespassing’ sign would’ve worked fine.”
She hissed, a tremor in her hands as she faced him at last. Her eyes spat flame, but he sensed it, the fractures in her restraint, and he would keep pulling at them. Jake’s smirk widened as a dark tendril lashed the air near his jugular.
Liora perched atop the marble slab, a blasphemous bride haloed by shattered saints. Her voice dueled itself—a black widow rasp vs her seductress silk. “They deserved worse.”
Her hunger still shuddered through the space, and in him, a discordant violin. He couldn’t tell his own apart from it. That thing in his chest flared hotter with every step closer to her.
“For wanting me dead? Aw, that’s sweet. You shouldn’t have.” He grinned, all teeth and arrogance. “Or… is this about the other night? Are you mad I didn’t beg? Didn’t break?”
She stilled, eyes fracturing with amber and bruised violet. Bingo. Her teeth bared and gleamed, but her shadows quivered. Half coiling to strike, half curling to him, smoke to flame.
“You flatter yourself, leech. I don’t keep pets.”
“Pets? Nah, you incinerate those.” He nodded to the entranced mortal slumped beside the pulpit. Alive, untouched, throat bared and whimpering weakly for Liora to touch him as his clouded gaze followed her every breath. “But this one? He’s still breathing. Why?”
Jake paused and sniffed for dramatic effect. “He’s got vanilla body spray and the sour despair of crippling student loans. Not your usual vintage.”
Liora’s lip curled, hands gripping the marble’s edge until her knuckles bleached white. “Sentimentality bores me.”
“Bullshit.” He took a step closer. Her shadows flinched.
He tapped his temple. “You’re starving. I’ve run the numbers. You torched six hunters in 3.6 seconds. You could’ve drained him faster—could’ve drained them.” He nudged a corpse with his boot. “But you didn’t. I want to know why.”
Her darkness surged for him. He didn’t flinch. It didn’t just coil, it breathed, licking altar wine off fragments of glass like a starved dog.
“I don’t answer to mayflies,” she said and studied her claws.
Jake pushed on. Smile mocking and eyes blazing.
“Mayflies don’t leave scars,” he said and pointed to his throat, the silver bite she’d gifted him. It pulsed warmer as he eyed the matching mark on hers.
Her eyes dropped for a beat too long. Gotcha.
He closed the trap. “You’re punishing yourself. For letting me in.” He let the quiet fall for half a blink. “And for liking it.”
absolutely love abusing the power that comes with 3rd person limited pov and just ignoring things and being vague sometimes. does the character know all the details? no? then I don't have to either.
Being a pro censorship ao3 user is so insanely cringe. Either use the (incredibly effective and well designed) filtering system to avoid seeing the shit you don't like or stop complaining. Leave the pro censorship rhetoric to Wattpad or smth
Tags: Post-Episode 6x09 | Established Relationship | AU Canon Divergent | R Plus L Equals J | Post-ADWD | Flashbacks | Mystery | Dreams and Visions
Chapter 2: "If Love's A Sweet Passion"
In the Present: While debate on Jon’s legal powers at the Wall is had, he confronts Lady Stoneheart and gets more than he bargained for.
In the Past: Dany re-examines her Westerosi advisors while resisting their attempts to control her vision for Volantis’s future.
In the Present: A rumor about Dany comes from a message reluctantly delivered by Sam. Jon takes a surprising action to resolve Dany’s troubles from it.
Read it here on ao3. Thanks to the Ice and Fire Jonerys Discord for creating a wonderful community for creativity, show canon saltiness and heaps of lolz.
He paused, eyes darkening somehow. “Tell me what you want, Dany. Say it. Now.”
His words were a hand fisted in her hair, gentle until it wasn’t. A demand disguised as a caress.
Aching, breathless, she said, “You. Every scar, every sin, all of it. All of you.”
His breath caught, just once, like she’d wrapped her fingers around his throat and squeezed.
Past and present collide as Daenerys and Jon’s children marry. Memories, both bittersweet and cherished, weave through the golden day. Little does she know, Jon has devised a surprise for her. A wedding night of their own.
(or rather grumpy, nobody listens to this poor bastard)
Haha, it’s been a while since I had this much fun making fanart! I adore the idiot 😌
Tbh, I didn’t expect to be this excited about the second episode? And for some reason, I already have like a million Charlie headcanons I'm gonna be throwing at you, you're welcome. Probably all wrong though 😂
(Screw that, I haven’t been this hyped in ages ✌️)
I mean, it's not all sunshine and rainbows. There're still a lot of things I don't like about the game. The remaining AI images make me want to 𝑔𝑜𝓊𝑔𝑒 my damn eyes out and I feel like a hypocrite. But it looks like they changed their stand on it, so I'm giving them time to replace it properly.
Am I naive? Yes. Is Charlie a big conspiracist? Also yes.
(oh and I changed my review from one star to three but hushh 😂)
someone on twitter is trying to claim that use of an em-dash is an indication of AI-generated writing because it’s “relatively rare” for actual humans to use it. skill issue
'he would not fucking say that' maybe he would if he knew he was starring in his very own porn fic for the sole purpose of delighting some freaks on archive of our own dot org. maybe he'd play it up for the cameras. ever consider that
I've actually been getting really annoyed with this because like yeah you're right he wouldn't in canon but this ISNT CANON this is my canon babyyyy and I can make him be happy/smooch people/ say FUCK all I want
