hey guys! i'm sophia, also known as nuclear. i'm 21, she/her, a lesbian, and chinese wasian!
i've been making an effort to be more active on here, so i figured i should probably make a proper pinned post.
you can also find me on ao3 or check my rentry out for a quick summary of my whole deal.
fic links and tags under cut!
tags
i try to keep things brief in my tags these days, so here are the ones i'll be using moving forward
#fic update: info on chapter delays and other scheduling stuff for my in-progress fic(s)
#doods: art
#op: original posts by me - not reblogs and not related to my fics or art
#aurelius: content about my oc/d&d character aurelius jin
#origin karlach archive: a series of screenshots from an origin karlach playthrough i did in 2023 featuring an astarion romance
my notable fics
Out of the frying pan, into the fire (in progress)
summary:
Karlach's been doing great since becoming one of the new heroes of Baldur's Gate, thanks. Sure, it's been, uh, literal Hell living in Avernus, but hey, at least this time it's of her own volition! And she's SO close to finding a way to resolve that little issue with her Infernal Engine for a heart.
But, you know what she didn't anticipate? The fucking horse-drawn carriage that bowled her over and sent her to gods-damned high school.
or
The author looked at Twisted Wonderland and thought 'yeah, this is great, but there's not enough Karlach in it.' You know, like a normal, well-adjusted person does.
But you, Marie-Thérèse, shall be mine. (1 chapter, 781 words)
summary:
Diluc's daughter comes for comfort in the wee hours of the night. He desperately needs rest, but for his daughter, he'd stay awake for days.
smacks itto and ayato together like barbie dolls (series, 3 works)
summary:
i just want these two to kiss. please please pl
(these oneshots can be read separately but all take place in the same universe)
In Her Arms (1 chapter, 1108 words)
summary:
Astarion makes a big show of his displeasure at having to leave his comfortable perch, but he jumps down to join Karlach on the ground regardless; in response, she drops the pig's head and pouch, readying herself to catch him. He lands soundly at her feet, and although feather fall keeping him from shattering his ankles, he still allows himself to stumble forward and into her waiting arms. They're covered in blood and viscera, yes, but they're Karlach's, and that's all that truly matters.
or
guys i like karlach a normal amount
thiiiis close to turning to paganism if it means not going thru whatever strange chronic illness slash hormonal imbalance slash whatever the hell i've got going on rn
crawling back out of hiding to announce that i've OFFICIALLY beaten this authors-curse-meets-burnout-meets-life phase, so the writing doc has been opened!! new chapter coming... soon!
crawling back out of hiding to announce that i've OFFICIALLY beaten this authors-curse-meets-burnout-meets-life phase, so the writing doc has been opened!! new chapter coming... soon!