i got one count em ONE vote for my JubiLune au thing (ty rina) so KARAOKE AU IT IS
i plotted out the whole thing, it’s gonna be 10 chapters. i think i’m gonna completely rewrite it---start from scratch and go from there, that whole thing. really put my whole pussy into this one, because 1. that’d be hilarious 2. it’d stretch my writer skills in time for the next round of edits on sacrament
i’m anticipating it being about 25-40k words, maybe 50k at max. depends, y’know? i’ve got a few different characters to characterize and a lot of comedy to practice writing, it’ll be good for me. plus summer always says i need to make things ~*~*messier*~*~ so this’ll be good practice for writing some good ol fashioned arguments and disagreements.
god. even saying that, it’s total chucklefuck hours, i’m really excited to share it with everyone. i hope i can stick with it long enough to finish it this time. this wip has been around since ACTUAL DATE OF: december of 2018!!!(older than summer and I’s relationship, actually!), and so if i actually finished it that would be amazing. got real high hopes for it, y’know?
in any case, i’ll get to work on the first chapter tonight--i work tonight but it’ll be fairly slow. but i can’t get the whole first chapter finished, because there is a sex scene (I KNOW. THEY DON’T DO “SLOW” AT ALL, BLESS THEM), so i’ll probably skip around to the second or third chapter once i get to that point.
anyway!! just a little puttering progress update. it feels really good to be getting back into these two. feels nice. scratching the little part of my brain that cries out for DeLune every once in awhile.
i’ll probably have funny snippets to post tonight or tomorrow sometime, so stay tuned!! after that, this weekend is going to be really really busy---im graduating college!! got my undergraduate degree in creative writing and that’s as far as im going lol. in any case!! catch ya around <3
posted a fuckton of oc writing to ao3. Check it out!
Painting - JubiLune, first date, nude portrait date
Dracogenesis - Teirsym, posted it here already, the attack where she got her dragon's blight
You Could Cut This Sexual Tension With A Knife - Scarlet Fever and how it developed, in the style of five times they almost kissed and one time they did
Night Together - set immediately after the last one, they spend a night together and talk
Night Alone - Teirsym's self loathing spiral
Fool's Gold - Teirsym's non-canon date with Addis
Azalea Dianthus Rosemary Stillwater - azalea's birth, posted here already
Ignition - how addis and teirsym actually get together
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
this is an original piece i wrote awhile back about my dnd oc (Jubilee) and her hot milf girlfriend (DeLune). it’s just a fluffy little thing in the same vein as the oneshot i wrote earlier today, figured i would post it
"You know, darling," DeLune started, rolling over to face Jubilee. "They say it's easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than it is for a rich person to get into heaven."
"So I've heard," Jubilee replied.
"What are you going to do if I don't get in?"
"I'll get you in," Jubilee promised. "I'm on good terms with the big man upstairs, I'll get you in."
And DeLune wasn't…she wasn't satisfied with that answer, but she took it. And the ensuing silence was so long that she figured Jubilee had dropped the subject.
"And if he doesn't listen to me," Jubilee started after a time, "then I guess I'm joining you in hell. Because I don't want to live eternally if it's not with you."
Jubilee's answer practically knocked the wind out of DeLune. It wasn't what she had said, DeLune had had people make such promises before.
No, it had such an effect on her because unlike past times, DeLune knew Jubilee meant it. Jubilee wasn't exaggerating her love or putting on a show. Jubilee would meet her at the pearly gates and bargain with her god for DeLune's eternal soul, and if that god turned his back on DeLune, Jubilee would turn her back on him. Jubilee would forsake her chance at eternal life with the god she loved and had worshipped practically since birth in favor of DeLune, because of the simple fact that she loved her.
Jubilee didn't say things flippantly. That wasn't her style. The fact that Jubilee had said this now meant that she had thought long and hard about it, had worked through this puzzle and come to this conclusion over and over again until it was a truth she had accepted wholeheartedly and without hesitation. She was Jubilee Waters, she followed Pelor, and she would rather swan dive into a pool of sulphur and be damned to torment than live without DeLune.
She always said these things so easily...DeLune almost envied her for it. Jubilee may not have always been in touch with her more negative emotions, but she wore her heart on her sleeve and wasn't afraid to say very heartfelt, moving things. It had caught DeLune off guard more than once; they would be having a shallow conversation and Jubilee would say something so casually that it would take DeLune a moment to understand the depth of feeling behind it.
Jubilee had always been this way, ever since DeLune had met her. She loved so fiercely and with everything that she had that it had scared DeLune in the beginning. She just hadn't been on the receiving end of such an intense, unashamed love very often before Jubilee.
It didn't surprise her that Jubilee had said this, per se, but it had shown her another layer of Jubilee's love for her, and it had made her realize how deep that love went. Trying to measure how much Jubilee loved her was like trying to dig to find the end of a dandelion root; you started out digging a small hole but soon you were in a hole six feet deep with no sign of the end.
Jubilee loved everyone deeply, but Jubilee also loved her the most, and DeLune could see how that influenced Jubilee's actions, even in things so small as walking between DeLune and the street, or pouring water or wine for her first. Love showed through in everything Jubilee did for her, big or small--or even big being disguised as small, as it was now.
"What did I ever do to deserve you," DeLune murmured.
"You existed, and you decided to love me," Jubilee said, pressing a kiss to DeLune's forehead. "How could I not repay that with every inch of me?"
Jubilee loved deeply and fiercely and without hesitation. Sometimes that got her into trouble, mostly because she was a giver: she would give all of herself if it meant helping out someone she loved. Jubilee sometimes had a hard time knowing if she was giving too much.
A small part of DeLune worried that that was the case in this situation.
"You're giving too much up for me," DeLune said softly.
"I couldn't live with myself if I didn't," Jubilee said, brushing a thumb over DeLune's cheek. "I couldn't live in bliss without you by my side, it wouldn't be right. This is the only choice for me to make."
"I want you to be happy."
"You make me happy. And if my god can't see that, can't see how wonderful of a person you are, how kind and caring and giving you are? If my god can't see that, I don't think he's a god who deserves my worship." Jubilee shrugged, a little helplessly. "You're the best thing that ever happened to me. What kind of god would ask me to give that up? What kind of a fool would I be to listen?"
DeLune, instead of responding, cupped Jubilee's face in her hands and kissed her, kissed her hard, trying to put every ounce of love she had for her into the kiss because Jubilee loved her so much so easily and DeLune felt like she didn't show enough love in return.
When they parted, Jubilee rested her forehead against DeLune's.
"I love you, DeLune. With all that I am, I love you."
"And I love you, darling." DeLune's eyes darted away from Jubilee's face. "I have a hard time showing it sometimes, but I love you. You mean the world to me, dear. There's no one else I would rather have by my side."
"There's no place I would rather be," Jubilee said, smiling. "Not heaven, not anywhere." Jubilee cupped DeLune's face and gently urged her to look at her again. "Not once, DeLune, not once have I felt unloved by you. You may not show it in the same ways I do, but you still show your love. I've learned to recognize it, and I cherish every display of affection."
"How do I show love?" DeLune asked.
If she was being honest, she felt like she didn't show Jubilee love often enough. She felt insecure in the face of Jubilee's love, deep and wide like the ocean as it was. She felt like she was bringing a bucket to the beach in hopes of measuring up to that depth.
"Your pet names for me," Jubilee said simply. "You buy me gifts. You spend more time with me than anyone else. You cuddle with me and hold me when I'm sad."
"Those are everyday things."
"Exactly, DeLune. Every day you show me love in numerous ways, important ways. You call me “darling” and “dear” to show the world that I'm not only “Jubilee” to you, but that I'm something special, something extra, something more. You buy me gifts, sometimes before I even realize that I need the thing you bought me, because you notice things in a way that I don't. You spend so much time with me, even if we're not doing anything special, because you want to be around me and you want me to be around you in turn. You cuddle me, you let me hold you, you hold me, and that means the world to me because I'm a very touch-oriented person. I…I never feel unloved when I'm with you."
Jubilee smiled at her, and DeLune could practically feel the fondness and affection and love radiating off of Jubilee, all for her. It crashed into her like waves against her cliffs, and like millions of years passing by in seconds, she felt her cliffs crumble to sand.
DeLune buried her face in the crook of Jubilee's neck and clutched her to her, immersing herself in the steady, purposeful waves of Jubilee's breathing and heartbeat.
"You do enough for me," Jubilee told her. "You're enough for me, more than enough."
"You've loved me from the start," DeLune said. "You loved me even when I didn't love you yet. You've loved me so long, so deeply."
"DeLune, I question anyone who could meet you and not love you."
DeLune let out a huff of laughter despite herself. "Then you're going to be questioning a lot of people, darling. I'm not always well liked."
"Well, they're dumb."
Jubilee said it with such certainty and such surety that DeLune had to laugh.
"They are!" DeLune could hear the smile in her voice. "If they can't see how wonderful you are, they're dumb. That's it, that's the bottom line."
"Thank you, darling."
"Of course." DeLune felt Jubilee press a kiss to her hair. "And of course I loved you, DeLune. I'm a good judge of character, I knew that there was something kind in you. And I've found it, and it's so much better than I could've imagined."
"If you keep talking like this I might cry."
"Well, we can't have that, can we?" The smile was back in her voice. "We can't have people knowing Claire DeLune Candor cries."
"It would ruin my reputation," DeLune said, smiling. "I would just be known as some old woman who cries because her girlfriend says nice things to her."
"Exactly. We can't have that." Jubilee pressed another kiss to her hair. "One last thing before we stop talking about this in order to save your reputation."
"Yes, darling?"
"You mean the world to me and I love you and you're good to me and I don't think I'll stop loving you as long as I live and beyond."
"Good. You know too much about me, I can't let you leave."
Jubilee laughed. "Yes, I know far too much. Like how you're a little spoon."
"Stop."
"Or how you only like marmalade on your toast."
"You're spilling all of my secrets, Jubilee."
"Or how you cough like you're trying to scare away a tarrasque but sneeze like a kitten."
"However will I go on with the world knowing this about me?" DeLune sighed dramatically.
"Or how one time when we were having sex you planned out a steam engine while eating me out and drew the schematics on my back once you were done so you wouldn’t forget."
"I didn't know where the paper was and I was in a hurry, Jubilee. My memory isn't what it used to be, and I knew that if I forgot how I designed that steam engine I would never remember it."
Jubilee laughed again and pressed a kiss to DeLune's forehead.
"I love you," Jubilee said.
"I love you too."
There was silence for a time, and they just basked in each other's company.
"What time is it, do you know?" DeLune asked suddenly.
"About ten. Why?"
"You mentioned marmalade and now I've got a craving for a good piece of toast, and I'm wondering if it's too late to make some."
Jubilee laughed, loud.
"Another piece of blackmail: your weird cravings."
"This is far from the weirdest craving I've had," DeLune pointed out. "You should've seen me when I was pregnant."
"I can only imagine," Jubilee said. She pressed another kiss to DeLune's forehead. "Let's go make toast."
im literally like. grabbing the rabid gremlin that is my dopamine starved brain by the hair and physically restraining it from latching back on to jubilee and DeLune but idk how much longer i can do it y’all
