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hello and welcome!! i'm v and i love to write--fics, poetry and some original work (when the mood hits). and as my username states, i also write and am very fond of AUs
all of my fics save a few drabbles can be found on my ao3 (@/vwritesaus) and my main blog is @a-thousand-unread-pages āØ i also craft in my spare time, particularly embroidery ā”
my inbox is always open so send me in your asks, headcannons, whatever you like! i'm always down to chat, even if i take a million years to respond (just as a warning!)
i love a lot of books, manga and anime, but you'll mainly see fics for my current and everlasting obsessions:
the shadowhunter chronicles (specifically the infernal devices & the last hours)
haikyuu!!. love those little giant volleyball idiots so damn much.
also tid/tlh fans, please check out @alastairstom for her AMAZING fics (ao3 @/thegirlofthorns) and my best girl @agnes-draws's art which will leave you screaming and believe in love again
so without further ado, here's my work below the cut!!
the shadowhunter chronicles:
key: only main ships listed, rated, wc, chapters completed
*tumblr include the last chain of preview posts and completed fic/chapter links
just found this 1 year-old sketch (š) in my procreate drafts and thought about sharing it, enjoy one of my few old attempts to portray the merry thieves all together š«£
somewhere out there, a writer is looking at the anguished keysmash and string of emojis you left on their fics and smiling. somewhere out there, somebody's shitty day has been made a teensy bit brighter because of you said you want them to update their writing. somebody who's feeling insecure about their story is sitting down to write a few more paragraphs because you said you loved their style.
you may have left a detailed paragraph about the structure of their sentences and their usage of extended metaphors. you may have also left a "COMPLETE PERFECTION. PLEASE WRITE MORE I NEED IT". we love you and need your validation more than oxygen nonetheless. š«µ go comment on somebody's fic
to everyone saying their comments don't matter: they DO. writers don't care whether your comment sounds apathetic or unenthusiastic, because even something like (taking prev's example) "wow i loved this. this is cool. you are good at this Writing thing." will help. nobody will ever find you annoying or insincere.
why? because you took the time out to say that you liked our fics and you think they're cool. that in itself means more than any notion of tone or emotion. comment on fics, guys. that in itself spreads more joy and motivation than you'll ever know.
helloo which was the og version of the last scene? loved the fic
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hi anon!! thank you so muchhhh
it's been over a year that this poor ask has been sitting in my inbox djajsjd sorry about that ; v ;
so yes. the og version of the grace and thomas scene in dear christopher was still the conversation between the two but a little different. thomas wasn't going to invite her to the wake but rather stay out in the fields with her and reminisce about kit. and at the end they would have gone their separate ways, thomas to the wake and grace... someplace else
I haven't abandoned this story. I just put it on the back burner for now. The story is just on a small vacation. It is currently out of office. It can't come to the phone right now. It just fell under my bed to sleep with the monsters. It never left my head. It is everywhere - except on paper.
shout-out to the tlh fandom that keeps giving my thomastair drawings love after 3 years. thank you so much guys, each comment/like/reblog means everything to me šš
It starts with an envelope.
Ā Ā Ā Ā In the grand scheme of things, there is nothing all that extraordinary about an envelope. Its sole purpose is to be a carrier of papers, documents, and other such things. WhatĀ doesĀ make it extraordinary, however, is what those papers, documents, and other such things it carries entail.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Good news, bad news, good tidings, surprises of all kinds: an envelope can hold the secrets the same weight as the entire world, or a cheeky letter between friends, or pages and pages of fond words exchanged between lovers. It can hold seasonās greetings, a sizeable sum in the form of a payslip, or priceless hope. No one really knows what to expect when handed an envelope, sealed with a kiss or an embossed wax seal, or held together by a piece of string.
Ā Ā Ā Ā The envelope Alastair holds in his hands is no exception.
Ā Ā Ā Ā The cream paper is unassuming and the handwriting on the front is one heās familiar with. Yet despite its plain appearance, he knows thereās something special inside, and Thomas Lightwood is the one responsible.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Alastair and Thomas have been together for many years now. Courting for two, engaged for one, and married for over five, every day has been a beautiful dream, a long era of bliss after a childhood of walking on eggshells and a tumultuous adolescence. Sometimes Alastair pinches himself just to check itās all real, that he really is waking up to the man who owns his heart, who has time and time again told him and shown him how deep in love with him he is, and that their matching rings arenāt a mere figment of his imagination.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Theyāve created a cosy little home with each other here in 102 Cornwall Gardens, the place imprinted with evidence of their love and life together. Thomasās pile of Spanish books on the side table in the drawing room. Alastairās favourite blanket draped over the arm of a sea-blue sofa in the parlour. Thomasās writing paraphernalia strewn over every single writing bureau. Alastairās carefully organised sheet music by the piano, one heās playing on a regular basis these days.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Two razors by the washstand. Two sets of clothes in the wardrobes. Two placements of crockery and cutlery put out for breakfast, lunch, supper and tea every day in the dining roomāor the kitchen if it is just them in the house. Two toothbrushes in a cup, a shared bed, walls filled with laughter, secrets whispered by the fire, love poured by the pillowcasesā¦
Ā Ā Ā Ā Once upon a time, Alastair would have scoffed at the description, but thereās no other word to describe them: they are soulmates, through and through. Yet even with all this, Thomas isĀ stillĀ able to surprise him.
Ā Ā Ā Ā The case in point? This envelope.
continue reading on ao3
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for my girlfriend screams @drunkonimagination! buon san valentino, amore mio ā”
first fic of 2025, and first fic i've finished + posted in a while... but that's all about to change!! keep an eye on this page, folks. i'm determined to make this year a year of some serious writing š¤
in the meantime, i hope you enjoy this little fic!
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tagging people who might be interested: @edwin-paynes-bowtie @purplebass @angeldaisies @faithfromanewperspective @tessherongraystairs @celias @marialightwood-chase @doorstopper @thepictureofsdr
let me know if youād like to be added to or removed from the tag list!!
It starts with an envelope.
Ā Ā Ā Ā In the grand scheme of things, there is nothing all that extraordinary about an envelope. Its sole purpose is to be a carrier of papers, documents, and other such things. WhatĀ doesĀ make it extraordinary, however, is what those papers, documents, and other such things it carries entail.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Good news, bad news, good tidings, surprises of all kinds: an envelope can hold the secrets the same weight as the entire world, or a cheeky letter between friends, or pages and pages of fond words exchanged between lovers. It can hold seasonās greetings, a sizeable sum in the form of a payslip, or priceless hope. No one really knows what to expect when handed an envelope, sealed with a kiss or an embossed wax seal, or held together by a piece of string.
Ā Ā Ā Ā The envelope Alastair holds in his hands is no exception.
Ā Ā Ā Ā The cream paper is unassuming and the handwriting on the front is one heās familiar with. Yet despite its plain appearance, he knows thereās something special inside, and Thomas Lightwood is the one responsible.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Alastair and Thomas have been together for many years now. Courting for two, engaged for one, and married for over five, every day has been a beautiful dream, a long era of bliss after a childhood of walking on eggshells and a tumultuous adolescence. Sometimes Alastair pinches himself just to check itās all real, that he really is waking up to the man who owns his heart, who has time and time again told him and shown him how deep in love with him he is, and that their matching rings arenāt a mere figment of his imagination.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Theyāve created a cosy little home with each other here in 102 Cornwall Gardens, the place imprinted with evidence of their love and life together. Thomasās pile of Spanish books on the side table in the drawing room. Alastairās favourite blanket draped over the arm of a sea-blue sofa in the parlour. Thomasās writing paraphernalia strewn over every single writing bureau. Alastairās carefully organised sheet music by the piano, one heās playing on a regular basis these days.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Two razors by the washstand. Two sets of clothes in the wardrobes. Two placements of crockery and cutlery put out for breakfast, lunch, supper and tea every day in the dining roomāor the kitchen if it is just them in the house. Two toothbrushes in a cup, a shared bed, walls filled with laughter, secrets whispered by the fire, love poured by the pillowcasesā¦
Ā Ā Ā Ā Once upon a time, Alastair would have scoffed at the description, but thereās no other word to describe them: they are soulmates, through and through. Yet even with all this, Thomas isĀ stillĀ able to surprise him.
Ā Ā Ā Ā The case in point? This envelope.
continue reading on ao3
~
for my girlfriend screams @drunkonimagination! buon san valentino, amore mio ā”
first fic of 2025, and first fic i've finished + posted in a while... but that's all about to change!! keep an eye on this page, folks. i'm determined to make this year a year of some serious writing š¤
in the meantime, i hope you enjoy this little fic!
~
tagging people who might be interested: @edwin-paynes-bowtie @purplebass @angeldaisies @faithfromanewperspective @tessherongraystairs @celias @marialightwood-chase @doorstopper @thepictureofsdr
let me know if youād like to be added to or removed from the tag list!!
what can i say... 2024 totally kicked my arse in more ways than one :') that said, i have some good news!!
i'm back babyyy š and this blog is gonna be revived in the days and weeks to come yayyy āØ i have a fic to post tomorrow for valentine's day (thomastair lovers get ready) and there's plenty more to come in the future. starting with timeless and some other smaller fics that i started writing last year <3 and i've also got an idea for an original novel in its baby stages :0
hope everyone has been well and i can't wait to see what 2025 has in store for us all š«¶š»
