Hello beauty! Wanted to check in and say hope everything’s going well with you. Missed ya on here 💖
Hello love! I'm doing okay. I had jury duty a few weeks ago, which made my update schedule messed up. I'm kinda getting my muse back, so hopefully, fingers crossed, updates will be coming soon!
But, since I am here, I'll be putting a lil sneak peek into a Steve fic that I'm writing! So... if you'd like to read it, it'll be under the cut!
The first time you had met Steve Rogers, it had been in the elevators.
To be fair, it hadn’t been a good morning.
You had accidentally smacked the snooze button, and you had ended up dozing off another nine minutes before you had sprung out of bed, your Omega clamoring around, desperately screeching at you to hurry the fuck up, because oh shit, oh shit— we’re gonna be late for work.
After hastily washing your face and brushing your teeth, you threw on a pair of clothes. Then, you made your way to the Avenger’s Compound.
Running in and trying to avoid people, you were met with grunts and annoyed looks as you spewed apologies left and right.
“Sorry, sorry, sorry! Coming through! I’m so sorry,” you quickly gave your apologies as you managed to snag into one of the last elevators. Most of the other people gave you weird looks. Some, you recognized as people who you worked with upstairs. Either way, it was a weird mixture of scents, and you knew people wouldn’t be looking at you, because most of them had their earphones, headphones, or AirPods in.
A quick tap on your shoulder made you look to your right.
“Did you sleep in or something?” your cousin hissed to you in Hmong. “It was an accident!” was your hiss of protest. The two of you squabbled back and forth in your mother tongue, knowing full well there was no one else who knew how to speak your language. In fact, the two of you might as well have been the only two people there who were Hmong, really.
As people began to walk to their respective floors, eventually, your cousin’s floor was called and she gave you a sympathetic smile, promising to have lunch with you, and walked off.
The elevator doors closed.
Leaving you alone.
“… Is she your friend?” A smooth man’s voice spoke.
You nearly jumped out of your skin in surprise. If possible, your scent spiked up in nervousness. You turned around, hoping it wasn’t the Big Creep Weirdo that worked with you on your floor.
To your relief, it wasn’t the Big Creep Weirdo guy.
Oh no.
Noooo.
It was much, much, much worse.
Because you were staring directly at Captain Rogers. Captain America. Or Capsicle, as Tony Stark called him sometimes, whenever you’d hear the two of them walking through Medical, if you were lucky while on shift. Usually, they came after missions.
Steve Rogers.
America’s Golden Boy. He reminded you of a Golden Retriever, really. Big Golden Retriever energy.
“O-Oh.” You nervously licked your lips, trying to dull down your anxiety. “No. She’s not my friend. She’s my cousin. She works a few floors down from me. She’s a engineer.”
“Oh.”
Steve leaned against the back wall of the elevator, watching as the floor numbers continuously went up.
“What about you?” He questioned. You raised an eyebrow. “Me?” you echoed. “Yeah,” said Steve, “—what about you? How do you fit in here?”
I don’t, you wanted to tell him. I don’t fit in here. I shouldn’t even be here. Me or my cousin. We should’ve been old by now. But we’re young, while everyone else we knew aged.
Instead, you told him, “I work in Medical. And… here’s my floor.”
The elevator dinged before the doors opened, revealing loud Omegas hastily running around like headless chickens. Subconsciously rubbing at your scent gland, you turned to give the blond Alpha a small smile. “Thank you for riding with me, Captain Rogers. I’ll see you around.”
Then, you stepped out, leaving the wafting scent of lilies and lavender in your wake as the elevator doors closed, separating Steve from you.
🔮— I hope to write more TLK and Discovery of Witches fics! Basically write more in general, tbh. I don't feel like my writing muse was all that alive in 2025 (hence the sporadic updates) and I know it's good to just publish stuff whenever I have the time/energy, but I'll just blame imposter syndrome for 2025... lol.
⏳— Surprisingly... it was probably my lucemond fic. It originally started as a little side project that spilled into 18.2k words that took me probably 2 weeks to write. I enjoyed the process though! And I haven't written for House of the Dragon for a while, so it was nice to dip my toes back into Lucerys and Aemond—even if I made them girls and gay lol.
💡— Oooh... I had plenty of fun ideas that unfortunately didn't make the cut for 2025. One idea for The Last Kingdom that I haven't written yet that I might get around to writing this year, and another thing for Star Wars that might just remain an idea I guess.
📌— Definitely slow and steady wins the race. I didn't write as much as I wanted last year, but quality over quantity. I was much more satisfied with the quality of work than just pumping out fics just because I felt like I should. Always put out what you're proud of making, don't make it fast fashion.
Hello! I hope I don't bother but I was wondering if you are going to update “high for this”? I've been reading it these days and let me say I liked it. But my heart aches seeing when was the last time it was updated.
Greetings, have a nice day
Hello anon! Chapter 30 and 31 are in the works (AO3 is also kinda down right now), so I might have Chapter 32 also written for a triple update, but chapter 30 is a guarantee! It just depends whenever AO3 is back up again.
Cruel Summer is absolutely phenomenal…. I can’t get enough of the story you have created!!! I couldn’t find anything about updates or if you discontinued the story, no pressure or anything, but are there any updates coming or info about it that you can tell us?? I’m just so excited for any news regarding the story!!! Again, amazing work!!!
Hello!
Cruel Summer isn't discontinued! I've just been on a huge HotD binge lately, lol.
But if any of you are interested about the whereabouts of Alpha!Steve and Omega!Hmong!Reader, they're currently in California with Alpha!Bucky and the Omega Reader's cousin for Christmas.
In chapter 8 Bucky and the Reader's cousin are headed to Wakanda for Bucky's words to be deprogrammed, and after that it's pretty much fluff until Steve finally snaps three years later and decides to start a family with the Reader, so happy endings all around 😂😂😂😂
Heloo i just wanted to ask whether you had any rules before requesting anything? And also whether or not its ok if i spam (if not then i wont) or send multiple requests at the same time love your writing btw ❤️
Hello anon!
So in the realm of requests on what kinda rules I have, these are the ones!
I'm free to write whatever, as long as it doesn't involve torture porn, pedophilia, piss play, or incest. However, stepfather/stepdaughter is fine for me to write. I don't have any qualms when it comes to that. But that's the only exception though.
Or like... a foot fetish. Cause that just doesn't vibe right with me. Totally random, but hey.
Other than that, go nuts! Spam is welcome! But I won't get to every request, only cause y'know, other projects and real life stuff. But I'll be trying my best!
Oddly enough, branching out lately? I feel like my fanfic writing has become kinda repetitive lately. But I'm trying out new stuff, and I'm really getting into it. The feedback's okay but I really like it.