Nar

Your sword still feels affectionate

[tsovithenar]

The Fortress

Louis is six years old when the strange boy and his family move in next door.

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Childhood friends to lovers, and the dire straits in between.

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[icannotgetoverbirds]

hey folks do we like this. reblog without commentary for reach

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[tsovithenar]

Guessing I chose the worst possible time to come back to tumblr with this update huh

[tsovithenar]

Hi! I came across The Fortress a few days ago and just finished reading Chapter 10. They're so precious 🥹 Thank you for this fic, it's perfect! Looking forward to the next chapters.

Thank you sm anon, I'm glad you're enjoying it! ♥️

I've been more consistently writing since the update, so hopefully the next chapter won't take as long!

[tsovithenar]

Chapter 10 of The Fortress is now up! Yes, I’m as shocked as you.

[tsovithenar]

Ive been missing The Fortress so bad lately <3 Please return to us soon (in all seriousness take as much time as you need!!!)

Since you asked so nicely, here's chapter 10 anon 😘

[deep-state-partisan]

Worry about it kitten

[graceebooks]

ok ♥️

fuck ♥️

[tsovithenar]

Haven’t gushed over it here but Wonder Man (2026) healed my soul a little

[spirkbitch]

James T. Kirk would solve the Ai issue by talking ChatGPT into killing itself

[mcufam]

Yahya Abdul-Mateen II as Simon Williams

Wonder Man (2026)

[tsovithenar]

Option 1: I split this chapter into two

Option 2: I go insane!

Option 3: por que no los dos!

Stay tuned

[marveldaily]

Yahya Abdul-Mateen II Wonder Man | 2026

[tsovithenar]

I miss your writing so much! If you don't mind me asking, when should the next chapter of The Fortress be coming out? I hope all is well for you! <3

Anon I wish I could give you a specific date, but unfortunately my writing schedule is all over the place (as it always is if I'm being real 😅) along with some irl stuff.

These next few chapters have been rough to get through as they're mainly set-ups in between main events. So a big part of me is just too impatient to get to the juicier stuff. BUT in order to get there, I have to get through these bits.

If it's any consolation, the very next chapter is mostly done, and I am actually considering splitting it into 2. If that happens, you will probably see an update sooner!

Not sure which chapter this will fall in, but have a lil sneak peek of Lestat pulling Louis into his shenanigans:

Lestat isn’t wrong. Louis’d stopped studying about half an hour ago, and, while he lives by the idea that an attempt is an attempt, he also can’t deny the amusement he finds in pushing Lestat’s buttons. Watching the predictable progress of his patience wearing thin, of seeing the short fuse going off. Louis likes predicting the exact moment Lestat will get bored once more and start bothering him again. 

This time, his boredom has him rising from his spot on the floor and draping himself over Louis’ desk—right on top of his books, his notebook, calculator and all. Louis will be finding blond strands of hair in his stuff for a week. 

“Are you insane?!” Louis asks, “Like, somethin’’s wrong with your head?” he taps him on the forehead with a finger. 

“Yes,” says Lestat, batting his gold eyelashes at him, “there is something wrong with my head, it’s that I’m bored, and my best friend doesn’t wanna do anything about it. Even Mojo is bored by you—”

“Don’t bring Mojo into this–”

“Look at her Louis,” Lestat says solemnly, turning his head towards the corner of the room, “she’s weeping,” he whispers. 

Mojo is not weeping, Mojo is quite happinly chewing on her toy.  

Louis looks down at Lestat, at his big fuckin’ head, his pouting red lips, his wide blue eyes blinking up at him innocently. 

“She’s not weeping,” he says, sounding defeated even to his own ears.

Lestat stares. 

“Lemme just finish this chapter and then–” but before Louis can finish the sentence Lestat's eyes roll back into his head and he starts letting out loud and obnoxious snores to drown him out.

 And Louis tries, he always tries, to not laugh. To not give in. But…

I hope all is well for you too, anon! <3

[treklife]

[tsovithenar]

I miss your writing so much! Will you be back with another chapter soon? Wishing you the best! <3

Oh anon I miss posting so much 😭

I’m sorry it’s taking so long, I’ve been having an insane writers block, but it is still coming. Most likely after the new year!

Thanks for checking in, and here’s a teeny tiny sneak peek of ch. 10 to tide you over ♥️

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Louis’ fourteenth birthday is celebrated as grandly and uncomfortably—for Louis at least— as it is every year. With the house crowded with guests that have slowly spilled over into the decadently decorated backyard, Louis feels a great relief when he spots his friends and siblings huddled away by Gracie’s treehouse. Even this space, quite hidden from sight by the old large tree with its long and winding branches, is decorated to the nines with balloons and flowers that momma has intricately color coordinated.

Having mingled with the adults long enough to momma’s liking, allowed the appropriate amount of handshakes and congratulatory kisses on his cheeks, Louis all but collapses onto the grass when he reaches them. He squints up at the sun, not caring that the clothes he didn’t choose, and that are also color coordinated with the fucking baloons and the flowers, might get green stained. Lestat peeks down at him, mouth crooked, and then starts peppering him with blades of grass and the fallen leaves he finds around them. Louis sighs, breath sending some of them flying into the air.

“Did you greet everyone?” Lestat asks.

“God, I hope so.”

Louis closes his eyes, lets the noise lull him into a sort of trance, lets the sun warm his face, the blades of grass tickle his skin. He tunes it all out, the incessant voices flowing from the guests, the music blasting through the speakers, even the chatter of his friends around him, and for a moment, it’s all a uniform sound, incomprehensible and outside of him.

“Did you eat?” Lestat’s voice breaks through, but doesn’t disturb.

“Not yet,” Louis mumbles.

“You should eat.”

“Mhm.”

Not knowing when to back down and possessing the patience of a toddler, Lestat proceeds to delicately place the pads of a forefinger and thumb against Louis’ nose. Louis lets out a nasal, “stop,” which just makes Lestat place his other palm over Louis’ mouth and block his airflow completely. Louis swats his hands away and begrudgingly sits up, letting the collection of grass blades and leaves Lestat has covered him with tumble over and off of him. Louis glances down at his clothes and then gives Lestat a halfhearted grimace.

Lestat, having finished laughing, just pokes him in the stomach in reply and says again, “eat.”

[tsovithenar]

woah. you 🫵 are no longer augusteofarles. I’m like those babies that get scared when their dads shave

Don’t be afraid my child, papa’s just cycling through different hyper fixations ♥️

[artaxata]

The Armenian Goddesses.