#going fezzerk

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GOING FEZZERK

A while ago I announced I was doing a smut fic for Barcus and Fezzerk and then the project got put on hold. Well, guess what, everyone:

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

IT'S OUT

And, reminder about THIS AMAZING CAMEO

Read it here, it's the epitome of everything that is wrong with me:

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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12, 14 and 23 for the end of the year fic asks please!

Thank you for the requests!

23 - fic I wanted to write but didn't

Going Fezzerk :( the challenge it was for got put in hiatus literally the day the first section was to be released (Fezzerk is in the third section) and has yet to start up again. Sometimes I think about just finishing it up for myself but at the same time I love doing these shared things. I had a bunch of jokes and a bit of it written. I don't know what I'll do with it.

I also have a fic planned that I might get to next year, set post game. Basically, Zevlor and Tilses get roped into solving a series of murders tied together by one thing: all the victims are previous members of the Absolute's cult. It might finally wrap up a huge plot line from I Will Bury You In Diamonds, which was which tieflings got the other dolls that helped Guex get through the Shadow Cursed Lands? It might not, though, because the more I think about the murder mystery the harder it is to tie it to that plot, haha.

14 - fic I didn't expect to write

A Honeypot; A Thirst Trap (NSFW). I did it solely on a whim because I thought some people on a server were funny and wanted to make them laugh. I barely knew the characters, I hadn't written a ton of smut, it was big "senpai notice me" energy....and now the fic has several chapters!

12 - Fav character

Arg don't make me choose. Currently it's probably Lakrissa or Salazon. They're both kind of "fail" characters, Lakrissa because she's all talk no action and happy riding Alfira's coattails, Salazon because he's the most underfunded, unlucky criminal wizard to exist. While Lakrissa is actively trying to slack off, though, Sal is trying to get some respect.

Earlier this year, definitely Pandirna, Ikaron and Guex. I loved how the three played off each other (Pandirna as a hurt but healing character, Guex as a cheerfully proactive character, and Ikaron as a stoic and overwhelmed character. All three were principled and I loved exploring that.

And I really liked my OC, Thiamarz, who was a challenge to write but with who I got to explore some really fun smut.

Link to the list questions if people want to join in:

since it’s december, i thought i’d make a little end of the year ask meme for fanfic writers and readers! reblog and ask away favorite fic

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Up one night, far too late, working on that Fezzerk fic I keep mentioning, and, well, one thing led to another and...

FEZZERK'S WORKPLACE SAFETY

(it's amazing)

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Going Fezzerk! please!

(You have SUCH a talent for silly names, hahahaah)

(Thank you, I love silly stuff!)

That is a comedic, consensual and spicy Barcus Wroot/Fezzerk fic. Yeah, the goblin who ties him to the windmill. The spice is set after the game, and involves Fezzerk making good on a comment to Barcus that Wulbren sounded so awful even Fezzerk would treat him better. SFW excerpt (rough draft, so beware) below!

The goblin dragged a dry, rough tongue over his lip, watching the windmill spin. A lone figure was tied to one of the fins (or whatever), staring out at the spinning world in sullen stubbornness.

"Oughta' be dead now, shouldn't he?" mumbled one of the grunts.

"If he was oversized, yeah. But he's normal. He can take more."

Still, it was boring. Fezzerk dug his shit armor out of his shit crack and ambled over to the windmill.

"Hey, er, listen. You need to die soon, right?" he said.

"I will—" a pause as the gnome left polite talking distance, then he restarted when the mill brought him back around. "—not! I've—" Ugh. Fezzerk scratched his ankle with a toe. What he wouldn't give for a proper bath. If goblins could catch vermin, he would have. "—got things to—" Do, Fezzerk predicted. Probably killing them all, right? That's what he would do. "—handle.Ineedto—" the gnome was wisening up. Impressive for a stupid who got hisself caught by goblins in what was clearly goblin lands. "—findWulbren!"

"Who?"

And when the gnome completed the loop, he said, "Wulbren!"

"And once you find him, you'll die proper?"

"Icoulddiehappy!"

Fezzick scratched his head. "Right. Oy, maggots! You know a Wilburn?"

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I must know more about Going Fezzerk!

Holy cannoli I missed this, sorry! I already answered it once but I'll copy/paste :)

Going Fezzerk a comedic, consensual and spicy Barcus Wroot/Fezzerk fic. Yeah, the goblin who ties him to the windmill. It'll be out around June 23rd and part of the Wroots of Romance collab (I actually have 3 in there, a sweet Lia, Cal and Barcus out June 9 and a spicy Nym/Barcus and Sorn/Barcus out June 16!)

The spice is set after the game, and involves Fezzerk making good on a comment to Barcus that Wulbren sounded so awful even Fezzerk would treat him better. SFW excerpt (rough draft, so beware) below!

The goblin dragged a dry, rough tongue over his lip, watching the windmill spin. A lone figure was tied to one of the fins (or whatever), staring out at the spinning world in sullen stubbornness.

"Oughta' be dead now, shouldn't he?" mumbled one of the grunts.

"If he was oversized, yeah. But he's normal. He can take more."

Still, it was boring. Fezzerk dug his shit armor out of his shit crack and ambled over to the windmill.

"Hey, er, listen. You need to die soon, right?" he said.

"I will—" a pause as the gnome left polite talking distance, then he restarted when the mill brought him back around. "—not! I've—" Ugh. Fezzerk scratched his ankle with a toe. What he wouldn't give for a proper bath. If goblins could catch vermin, he would have. "—got things to—" Do, Fezzerk predicted. Probably killing them all, right? That's what he would do. "—handle.Ineedto—" the gnome was wisening up. Impressive for a stupid who got hisself caught by goblins in what was clearly goblin lands. "—findWulbren!"

"Who?"

And when the gnome completed the loop, he said, "Wulbren!"

"And once you find him, you'll die proper?"

"Icoulddiehappy!"

Fezzerk scratched his head. "Right. Oy, maggots! You know a Wilburn?"

"Wulbren!" said the gnome.

"Oh, right. Sorry. Wilbren?"

The goblins shook their heads.

"What's he like?" Fezzerk asked.

"Oh, clever—" and for the sake of his sanity, Fezzerk decided to commit this to his memory with spaces and without the long pauses "—and ambitious. So smart. He never lets anything stand in his way."

"Then we oughta' be scared, ahhhahaheh." The gnome looked a bit sad at that. Which pissed him off. He oughta' be the only reason that gnome was sad.