Seeing that I have accumulated a variety of fandoms, it feels like a convenient time to make a pinned masterlist of my fics for easy reference. Currently, I am actively writing fics for Interview With the Vampire, Supernatural, and Critical Role.
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Interview With the Vampire (Devil's Minion)
in the deafening polar province called You
Pairing: Armand/Daniel Molloy
Length: 150k
Rating: E
Summary:Daniel is sprawled out across the bed, loose-limbed and lazy, somehow filling all the open space it has to offer and leaving Armand to nestle into the gaps. His cheeks are flushed, blood pooling like it knows what comes next. Maybe it does. Armand was reading about classical conditioning the other day. About dogs who become accustomed to getting food when their handler rings a bell.
Perhaps Daniel is the dog, Armand’s teeth sharp bells reverberating in his veins. Or perhaps Armand is the dog, Daniel’s blood a song rattling in his ears. He has been a dog before. He runs his tongue along the bow of Daniel’s collarbone, gathers the salt-sweat there and imagines what it tastes like because Daniel does.
Armand remembers he loved Daniel, once, and that Daniel loved him. Or a version of them did, at least. It isn't his intention to go back to that, but it's not not his intention, either. Such is the prerogative of an immortal: to hold two contradicting desires simultaneously. If nothing else, it passes the time while he waits for this miserable interview to end.
You might like this fic if: You're looking for a vague mixture of book canon and show speculation, You like Armand POV, You enjoy flashbacks and memory fuckery, You're looking for a longfic and willing to follow along while I write it.
visions of the hereafter
Pairing: Armand/Daniel Molloy
Length: 70k
Pairing: Armand/Daniel Molloy
Rating: E
Summary:
Daniel sees life like a river. Thinks he is caught up in a current that only goes one way, that will eventually sweep him out to sea. It’s easier for him to think so. It keeps him alive to think so.
He doesn’t know that he could stand up and reach the bottom. He doesn’t know he has a choice.
Drugs don’t work, sex doesn’t work, New York hasn’t worked. Somewhere in the Appalachian Mountains, an improbable number of suicides have taken place. Somewhere in a bar in New York, Daniel hears about them. He wants to fill a void. The difference between what is real and what isn’t matters as little to him as the things he’ll find to throw into the darkness. Which, as it turns out, is quite a lot.
You might like this fic if: you love an unreliable narrator, you have a love for Appalachia, you love stories where the setting is a character, you're looking for Daniel pov
in hell the units are the gallon and the fuck
Pairing: Armand/Daniel Molloy
Length: WIP
Rating: E
Summary:
Survival is an artform.
Armand has been an unwilling student, an eager acolyte, a master of the craft.
The things he feels can be broken down into component parts. Can be simplified into anatomic essentials, the series of processes required to make him something that functionally resembles the likeness of man. Sensation without thought. Water-damp brushstrokes dragging across a canvas with no paint. No color. No light.
Leaving Dubai was an act of necessity, arriving anywhere else an act of apathy.
In which Daniel attempts to make sense of the past and Armand attempts to do whatever the opposite of that is.
You might like this fic if: you want an exploration of Armand's trauma that isn't concerned with retelling the details but also won't be shying away from the impacts, you want Armand pov & Daniel pov, you like flashbacks, you read visions of the hereafter and kinda wondered what was going to happen next.
Such Unfortunates (collab with the incomparable SheOfBadIdeas)
Pairing: Armand/Daniel Molloy
Length: WIP
Pairing: Armand/Daniel Molloy
Rating: E
Summary:
"Who of us had not loved something or somebody? How much did these feelings, these loves, these worships, have to do with pure reason? Little or nothing, we saw at last. Were not these things the tissue out of which our lives were constructed? Did not these feelings, after all, determine the course of our existence? It was impossible to say we had no capacity for faith, or love, or worship. In one form or another we had been living by faith and little else."
from The Big Book by William G. Wilson and Robert H. Smith, Chapter 4: We Agnostics
Armand and Daniel on living by more than faith.
You might like this fic if: you have beef with the twelve step program, you love harm reduction, you're interested in a human au, you like when Armand gets to be weird and sad in equal measure, you love when characters take an objectively unhealthy approach to healing but manage to do some of that healing anyway.
Oneshots
things that are rare | E | 6.5k | dm angst & smut |
filthy with a twisted tongue | T | 4k | dm angst & substance use |
oh, where did the time go? | T | 3k | dm angst and tenderness |
Supernatural (Destiel)
how we're stuck in entropy
Length: 211,563 (complete)
Rating: E (Major Character Death, not Dean or Cas)
Summary:
Sam makes one last deal.
Cas comes back. And Dean gets him back. And together they get something.
Something about humanity, about living even when it hurts, especially because it hurts. About building a home for loss inside your chest, and making your heart a place where the dead live when they die. About being selfish, about belonging, about deserving both. About choice, and a life lived, and learning to lay down arms so that your hands might hold something softer.
You might like this fic if: You want a post-canon fic that doesn't quite fix it but does give them their love story, you want a story that's about grief and joy and all the ways they coexist, you like a character driven story
virga(e)
Length: 71,924 (complete)
Rating: E
Summary:
First, before anything, there was want.
In one version of this story, Dean Winchester hasn't stopped moving since the day his father died. He hunts across the country but always comes back to California with the half-hearted hope of visiting Sam at Stanford, and an endless, restless, ceaseless pull to the desert.
In one version of this story, Dean Winchester finds himself in the scorched heat of a Death Valley summer, on a hunt for a ghost. Or a purpose. Or an answer to the question that’s been tugging at his tendons for as long as he’s lived.
In one version of this story, all Dean Winchester has ever done is want, and all Castiel has ever done is wait.
You might like this fic if: You love AU's and/or Stanford Era!Dean, fics about the desert, nature as a metaphor for choice, mystery-adjacent plots, or bite-sized longfics.
whatever dust is left (WIP)
Length: 26k+
Rating: E
Summary:
It’s natural to think in terms of checks and balances. He’s been taught – created even – to think in terms of the greater good. The problem, of course, is that Castiel can no longer think of any good greater than Dean Winchester.
He goads Zachariah into sending him to the future, and it’s worth the cost.
He lets that future burn and drags Dean home, and it’s worth the cost.
If all he ever does is stay at Dean’s side, then he thinks that will be worth the cost, too.
Dean and Cas both wind up five years in the future, and the conversations they have there have ramifications that no version of them is prepared to comprehend. Dean doesn’t agree with Sam’s approach to stopping the apocalypse and can’t trust him, Cas has nowhere else to be, and all Dean and Cas know is that at the end, they had each other.
You might like this fic if: You also have endverse brainrot and have thought "what if Cas met his future self, too?", you like explorations of Dean's trauma, Cas' early experiences with humanity, and Sam struggling with darkness, toxic and codependent destiel
Oneshots & Shortform
scared of the crack where the light comes through | E | 6k | AU |
I'll linger at your body like a silent beggar | E | 10k | Episode: s09e06 Heaven Can't Wait |
ghost, zero, suitcase, and the moon | M | 20k | AU-Apocalypse |
Critical Role
sleeplit (Part One of griefsplit)
Pairing: Orym/Dorian Storm
Length: 52k
Rating: E
Summary:
Finally, Orym speaks. A hushed confession, not trembling but not quite steady either. “I feel so tired, Dorian.”
A few months ago, Dorian would not have understood. Would have tried. Would have known, at least, that Orym does not mean that he’d like to sleep. Now he knows more than that. Knows it is a physical exhaustion tied to something heavier, more whole. Bone deep in the sense that the marrow is where love lives, achy in the sense that the marrow is where loss lives, too.
Tired from the restlessness of trying to fill something that will always be hollowed.
His answer now is the same as it would have been then. “Rest awhile,” he murmurs. “I’ll carry it for you.”
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How does one lay down a sword? How does one forgive the unforgiveable? How does one love things that are bound to leave? Orym is meant to have the answers and he doesn’t. Dorian won’t ask him the questions, anyways.
The days after were easy but the year after aches. They face it together, just the same.
You might like this fic if: you really love a tender grief narrative, you want to see good people struggle with the bad parts of themselves and reckon with the bad choices they make, you're interested in reading about the grey area of choice and how much or how little a person can be held accountable for what they do in a world where there are much greater powers, you want to read many words about these two loving each other and resting and learning to live.
Daisy Jones & The Six (inactive)
she is benediction & I fell so ceaselessly
Pairing: Daisy Jones/Billy Dunne
Length: 11,453 & 96,006 (Complete)
Rating: M
Summary:
Part 1: Canon-compliant, Billy pov gap-filler of the show.
Part 2: Canon-Divergent post Chicago, Daisy and Billy pov. A journey of recovery, healing, and trust.
You might like this fic if: You want something to heal the open wound that is the finale, you like fics with tiny mountain cabins, you like fics with road trips in vans, you like characters who are allowed to mess up and learn from their mistakes.
call it fate, call it karma
Pairing: Daisy Jones/Billy Dunne
Length: 145,886 (complete)
Rating: E
Summary:
Billy meets Daisy at the diner the day they rename the band.
Or: these messy humans are even messier before they get a chance to grow up some.
Or: Daisy and Billy are in love in every universe, but in this one it's a bumpy ride.
You might like this fic if: You want to ask "what if the whole story were different?", you like found-family dynamics, you like invisible strings, you like characters that take forever to do what's best for themselves, you like your happy ending with a heaping side of angst and mess.
all of me an offering
Pairing: Daisy Jones/Billy Dunne
Length: 108,906 (complete)
Rating: E
Summary:
Teddy dies in '83. Daisy and Billy are brought back together because it was never an option not to be. Billy and Camila's marriage has spent six years collapsing. Angst and mess ensue.
You might like this fic if: a fic colloquially referred to as the "affair fic" during the writing process, characters who really really suck but also are learning, a narrative that doesn't make anyone the good guy, angst, grief
Oneshots
the night explodes the sun is gone | E | 3k | smut | daisy/billy |
life ain't ever what it seems (these dreams are more than paper things) | T | 1.5k | Tiny canon "what-if?" | daisy/billy |
first light | E | 4k | from the Hozier song| daisy/billy |
I'll come too | T | 2k | simone/bernie |
and it feels good to be known so well | T | 2.5k | daisy/karen | platonic kissing|
We have 21 days left to fund Warped, a sci-fi and horror anthology of short stories exclusively by trans writers. If we can't reach our goal, this book can't exist - trans writers deserve to be paid upfront, and the most marginalized can't afford to submit their writing at all if they're stuck waiting forever for royalties!
You can find the Kickstarter here with more info! Books ship worldwide and there are e-book options. Tumblr seems like a place where this might be especially appreciated, and we'd love it if you could share!
some of y'all are wayyyyy too comfy throwing around terms like "crackhead" and "junkie" (especially while making jokes) and I do think unless you're a person who uses substances you should think twice-- or maybe ten times-- about why you find it fun/funny/easy to call characters and/or people a wildly stigmatized/ing term
ice is trolling around my neighborhood in minneapolis, and they took one of my neighbors. i don't ask a lot but if you could toss what you can their way, i'd appreciate it so much. if not that, please reblog if you can.
thanks, and stay safe out there
<3
Somos una familia que fue afectada por la situación de inmigración. Mi primo fue fue arr… Paul Lasso needs your support for Recaudación Fami
ice is trolling around my neighborhood in minneapolis, and they took one of my neighbors. i don't ask a lot but if you could toss what you can their way, i'd appreciate it so much. if not that, please reblog if you can.
thanks, and stay safe out there
<3
Somos una familia que fue afectada por la situación de inmigración. Mi primo fue fue arr… Paul Lasso needs your support for Recaudación Fami
Hey, idk who needs to hear this but not all news is appropriate to break with a Supernatural meme. If it involves civilian casualties, put Ackles away and show some respect.
Kudos to fanfiction writers for writing about all the trauma and emotional and mental turmoil that the original content creators dont acknowledge when putting characters through hell
This has evolved to one of fanfiction’s major assets in my eyes. To every author that cares enough about the characters in their stories to examine trauma, but also the slow, tedious processes of healing and recovery: your stories mean so much to me and other persons with mental health problems. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
i will stop talking about this soon because the show is over but it really is upsetting to me how poorly heated rivalry handled race and how uncritically the internet at large is consuming it. it's especially apparent in comparison to ilya, who gets full plotlines and emotional beats about his russian identity/how this identity intersects with his sexuality & profession--meanwhile shane has like, 2 hamfisted lines about being asian canadian in an overwhelmingly white sport. the show (and the books, lol) was completely and wholly uninterested in exploring basically anything about shane's identity in the way that they explored ilya's, to the point where we did not even know his ethnicity until the final episode (the "japanese or something" line which was lifted directly from the book is like truly egregious to me, ntm hudson is korean). it just feels like there was a truly shocking lack of care with this kind of stuff and it's really disheartening to see people heaping praise on this show uncritically when it misses the mark in such a wild way. i'm not even saying people can't enjoy it or that everyone has to add caveats to all of their posts or anything it's just like. i don't know. upsetting to me? that a show can get away with this kind of thing in 2025 while being hailed (and hailing itself!) as progressive. anyway.
