As of August 7th, 2018, the third book in the series, DELILAH DIRK AND THE PILLARS OF HERCULES, is on store shelves! Any reputable bookseller will have it or will be able to order it for you.
A lot of hard work has been invested in these pages over the course of the last few years, so I’m extremely happy to be able to finally share it with you. I hope you get as much joy out of it as love and care was put into it.
Hello, everybody! Welcome to the 2022 oc pride challenge! Before we start, I must say this; randomestfandom’s helped with this challenge as the planning began months ago, but this is the LAST time Maddie will have anything to do with this blog or these challenges. I have now enlisted the help of people I consider much more trustworthy and welcoming for future challenges; @reyskestis and @juliaswickcrs. Now let’s get onto more fun things, the actual challenge… after the rules;
Rules
Do not steal other peoples edits!
Be kind to everyone!
Tag #opc2022 to get your edits reposted on this blog!
Don’t tag any edits not related to the challenge with that.
This is for LGBTQIA+ ocs only… that’s why it’s the pride challenge.
@loptyrs,@pathofcomets, and I decided to make another Isaac week for fun again, this time taking place from December 22nd-28th! We thought it would be fun having his birthday be around the middle of the week instead of at the end or beginning this time around.
The daily prompts this time around are:
Day 1: Restless Nights||Awkward Dates
Day 2: Desserts||Stargazing
Day 3: Winter Comforts||Letters
Day 4: Celebrations||Dizzying Drinks
Day 5: Day After||Loving Warmth
Day 6: Aus||Free Day
Day 7: Traditions||Theories
If you decide to try your hand at doing any of these in any creative format, please @ me so I can see and reblog!
There’s not really any ‘rules’ to this, just don’t be gross and don’t be rude (ex: writing hate fics against any characters and whatnot). You don’t have to do every day/every prompt to join, and hey! If none of these prompts are sparking inspiration you’re more than welcome to go by your own prompts. Suitor/Suitor content is also fine to do for these prompts!
Additionally, I know it’s not as advance of a notice as it could have been, so please be aware that posting late is a-okay!
(Hedgehog in the image is from a q-lia stationery set that doesn’t seem to be available on their company site anymore.)
The first feeling Geralt gets upon his arrival in the village is that he’s not welcome here.
This, in itself, is not particularly surprising - it wouldn’t be the first nor, most likely, the last place where he’s not welcome. The thing is, though, that the contract had clearly stated someone needs to deal with this mare.
(Then again, perhaps the local folk have assumed that someone would be anyone but a witcher.)
So he’s not welcome here. That’s fine. He can deal with that, has dealt with that many times before. Except that it does make it stupidly difficult to get any information out of anyone when people cower at his sight, side-eye him and, most importantly, refuse to actually tell him anything.
Normally, this wouldn’t be such an issue in of itself - plenty of monsters he can track down with his senses alone, no need to talk to anyone about it. All he then needs to do is kill and show up with a clear proof of having done so to collect his reward.
A mare, though, is a little trickier than that. Strange creatures, they are - a human being by day, a demon by night, one that haunts people in their sleep. Worst of all, most mares aren’t born as such, with only few exceptions - typically they’re the result of a human being having been wronged somehow, and humans who are mares can go through their entire life with no idea of what they do in the night. She could be anyone in the village, this mare, and Geralt knows from experience the type of magic involved is faint enough in the daylight that even his medallion won’t pick up on it. He has dealt with a few of them before and each time the whole ordeal is unnecessarily complicated - this time, made even more difficult by the village folk.
Earlier that day, Geralt had managed to get himself a room at the only inn in the village and he’s been hoping that at least the innkeeper, Theodore, would be a little more talkative - seeing as the man clearly doesn’t have much issue with letting a witcher stay under his roof.
He was wrong.
“Nothing for you to find around here, witcher,” Theodore grumbles at him.
He’s wiping off the counter near where Geralt sits, only half-heartedly paying attention to the conversation - and that only serves to irritate Geralt further.
“From what I’ve heard, there is a mare. I’ve also heard that she’s killing people,” Geralt mutters. He tries not to let his frustration show, but he knows he’s most likely failed already.
“Maybe there is, maybe there isn’t,” Theodore shrugs, finally gracing Geralt with a look. “But I’m not the one who went around asking for a witcher to take care of it. Let me guess, it was a priest who put up the contract, wasn’t it? Vojtech, then, that old prick. Go talk to him and quit wasting your time here.”
(What is it with these people assuming Geralt doesn’t know how to do his job?)
“I did already,” Geralt grumbles. He takes a long sip of the watered down ale he’s been offered. “He wasn’t helpful.”
“Then he hasn’t changed at all.”
Geralt doesn’t bother hiding his eye roll. He’s here for a job - not to deal with whatever disputes the people of this village might have going on. If it was up to him, he wouldn’t be talking to any of them in the first place.
“I don’t know and don’t care for whatever -”
Geralt doesn’t have the time to even properly get started on his tirade because a strangely excited voice cuts him off mid-sentence.
“Oh, I know who you are…”
Slowly, Geralt turns around until his eyes land on the source of the noise. A man with a rather youthful face, a mop of brown hair and unusually bright blue eyes, though lined with deep dark circles underneath. A lute hangs off his shoulder and he seems unable to stand still, bouncing on the heels of his feet and hands fluttering in front of him like butterflies flapping their wings.
A man who, upon closer inspection, appears to be… delighted at the sight of Geralt. Weird.
“You’re the witcher… Geralt of Rivia,” he continues and the way he says it, it sounds dreamy. It’s a change of pace, that’s for certain, and Geralt isn’t yet sure whether it’s a welcome one.
Without asking for permission, the stranger slides into the seat next to Geralt’s, pulling the lute off his shoulder in one swift motion as he settles. “I’m Jaskier.”
Geralt hums in acknowledgement - he has half a mind to tell him to get lost, but he doesn’t. Jaskier, besides the priest, might be the only person in this village willing to talk to him, even while Theodore is giving them both a rather obvious side-eye.
“So,” Jaskier shifts in his chair, like there’s a bundle of energy inside of him that he can’t quite contain. “What is a witcher doing in these parts anyway? There isn’t much happening around here, as far as I am aware…”
“Not even the mare?”
“Ah.” Jaskier nods. “Yes. There is the mare.”
“Jaskier,” Theodore suddenly barks, a clear warning in the tone of his voice. He doesn’t say anything else, though. Geralt keeps quiet and watches the scene unfold - how Jaskier pouts at Theodore, not intimidated by him in the slightest.
“Oh, come off it, Theo!” he groans. “He’s just trying to help.”
“You should quit sticking your nose into everything, Jaskier. You don’t know what you’re getting yourself into,” Theodore only says and then stalks over to the other side of the bar, leaving Geralt and Jaskier alone.
“Rude,” Jaskier mutters to himself before he turns to Geralt. The moment his eyes land on the witcher, a bright smile spreads across his face. “Don’t mind him, he’s always like this. So - you’re here for the mare, then?”
“Mhm. Know anything about it?”
Jaskier ponders the question for a moment. He leans back in his chair and reaches for his lute - at which Geralt just raises an eyebrow. What, is he about to sing him a ballad about the mare haunting this village? That, though, doesn’t happen - instead Jaskier simply strums idly as he speaks.
“A little bit. What do you need to know, dear witcher?”
“Anything. Everything.”
“From what I know,” Jaskier leans in closer and speaks in a whisper, though his voice is still loud enough that Theodore huffs at him, making it clear that he can hear everything even from across the bar. This time, though, he doesn’t interrupt. “It’s been around here for months. Maybe even half a year, around that. At first she did what most mares do - people would wake up in the night, unable to move or breathe, this charming ghost of a woman staring them in the face. In the morning, they would be exhausted and terrified, but - alive. That… changed, a few weeks ago.”
“She started killing.”
“Yeah. Emil was the first victim - left behind a lovely wife and an equally love kid, Joana and Lea. Joana of Herring, that is, there are two of them around - but regardless. Emil was… well, he shall not be missed, let’s put it that way.”
Jaskier pauses, then, and stops strumming. He meets Geralt’s gaze.
“I could bring you to the two of them,” he continues. “You’re not going to learn anything on your own - the people around here don’t take well to strangers. And - in exchange for my magnificent help - all I’m asking for is some stories. Inspiration. You could tell me all about those magical, mythical things that you have seen! I think it could be a splendid cooperation, truly.”
(Inspiration. Right. As if there’s anything inspiring about what Geralt does.)
“No.” Geralt stands up. “You’ve helped enough, bard. I can handle the rest.”
“But Geralt!” Jaskier whines and hurries to follow him. “Your - witcher-y… charms aren’t going to work on them. Just let me go with you, I’ll be -”
Geralt never hears the end of that sentence. He walks out of the inn, letting the door close in Jaskier’s face.
He doesn’t need a bard at his side. Doesn’t need to be dragging another person into the danger of what he does.
(Nor does he need the disappointment of Jaskier seeing him as the monster that he truly is.)
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Jesus of Nazareth was actually born 4 years later than they thought which means 2016 is a myth it’s still 2012 and the world could still end like the Mayas predicted
The way this fucking year has been going, I wouldn’t be surprised
Sidepairings: Sam Winchester / Jessica Moore Sam Winchester / Eileen Leahy Jody Mills / Donna Hanscum John Winchester / Kate Milligan Garth Fitzgerald / Bess Fitzgerald Benny Lafitte / Andrea Kormos Claire Novak / Kaia Nieves
Length:20467
Warnings: Dean copes badly with feelings | alcohol use | mentions of ONS’s | temporary major character death (twice) | misunderstandings | asshole John Winchester
Tags: Soulmate AU | angst with a happy ending | first time | first kiss | bottom!Dean | top!Cas | toddler!Jack | saving monsters the family business | alternative universum | soulmarks
Summary: Everyone gets a soulmark when they turn six, besides Dean. He never had any words marked on his skin and John hates it. Sam finds his soulmate and Dean hunts on his own until John kicks him out. When Dean changes his whole life and saves innocent monsters instead of killing them, he finds a new family… and an angel named Castiel. But angels don’t have human soulmates, right?
A trunk of contraband items ends up in the hands of the Crows, but the item that piques their curiosity most is the large box labelled “MONOPOLY”. Kaz is out of the Slat for the time being, so of course they decide to play it. Was there ever a mission more likely to fail than six criminals with lethal skills and undeniable emotional ties all trying to build a make-believe empire without killing each other in the process? Answer: yes - all of the above while attempting to pull off a heist at the same time.
Turns out board games weren’t the only interesting items shipped into Fifth Harbour that afternoon, and now the Razorgulls are interested. It will take all of the gang’s effort to break into two buildings full of rival gang members, regain possession of the contraband, and make it back to the Slat in one piece. And that’s without the inherent strains of playing at business negotiations with a group of decidedly underhand friends.
Join the Crows as they cheat, steal, lie, and bribe each other, all before the heist has even begun.
I am so excited to finally get to share the fic that I have been working on for the @grishaversebigbang over the last few months - A Hotel on the Board is Worth Two on the Geldstraat! Getting to take part in the Grishaverse Big Bang 2021 has been so much fun, and I have had the honour of working with an absolutely incredible gang of artists and the loveliest beta reader. It’s been an absolute blast, and this is one of my favourite things that I’ve written. Thank you so much to everyone that I’ve worked with, and I hope that you enjoy reading and admiring the story and art that we’ve created!
Here is everyone in my gang, with links to the work that they’ve created (some art may relate to chapters of the fic that haven’t been posted yet - the fic will be posted in its entirety within the next 3 weeks and the art will be linked within the fic on the relevant lines, but also there’s nothing that will spoil the story for you, so don’t worry!):
Corporalki:@davonysus (who is the most wonderful beta reader, thank you for everything that you contributed to this story!)
Written by a group of writers dedicated to fair pay and transparency, Longsummer Nights is a shared-universe LGBQT+ southern gothic paranormal romance anthology. After our successful kickstarter in October 2021, we are now making the entire anthology available to the wider public!
They say the big city is where you go to be someone else. For some, Longsummer is where they go to be themselves. This lesser-known jewel of the Gulf Coast has been home to a secret world for centuries, and the only thing more colorful than Longsummer’s past is its present. At night, demons ride the streetcars. Fae stroll the moonlit canals. Vampires lurk in smoky jazz clubs and seedy hotels. Ghosts haunt the Mansard roofs and poison gardens of Belle Reve, and creatures of ancient terror bask under the Spanish moss. In the rich, perfumed heat, passions can rise to a fever pitch. So lie back and breathe. If you feel lightheaded, that means its spell is working.
But beware the masquerade, the unspoken agreement that supernatural beings must hide their true nature. Though humans and supernatural beings mingle in some neighborhoods, they maintain a delicate dance of denial, and missteps can be fatal. Despite this, the city has a way of bringing lovers together across boundaries - with magical results. Some humans are swept away by the promise of an extraordinary life. Some immortals’ curiosity blooms into desire. Other supernatural beings gravitate to one other, taking comfort in the kinship of someone who truly understands. The course of love may not always run smooth, but one thing’s for certain: in Longsummer, it conquers all.
Inside the book are 15 short stories and novellas. There are a wide variety of prose styles, tropes, pairings, and heat levels, each exploring what it means to be a monster… as well as what happens when you love one. And again, this is a romance anthology, so that means 100% guaranteed happy endings for everyone involved.
Important Note: As of right now, May 6 2022, Longsummer Nights is only available on itch.io. No matter what type of e-reader you use, our itch page will have a file for you! But we intend to also have kobo up within a few days. We’ll make a new post when that happens! (AND MAYBE…. BLAZE IT????)
Pre-orders for Victory or Death: A Sendak Fan Zine are now open! Head on over to our shop and grab one while you can! They’ll be closing on September 20th!
And remember, all sales of this zine benefit the Feline Community Network of Hobart, Indiana! Celebrate your favorite villain, and help some needy kitties in the process!
We’re so excited to share our calendar with you! GoodOmonths is a 34-artist 2020 calendar perfect for experiencing the months through a rainbow. It is 11x8.5″ folded, 11x17″ hanging. Our bundle pack features four 4x6″ postcards in a CMYK color theme!
In spirit of our rainbow theme, all proceeds will go towards a LGBTQ+ charity.
The pre-order ends November 8, 2019. Packages will be mailed in December.
To celebrate the launch, we’re hosting a giveaway on tumblr and twitter! It is for one calendar including shipping (postcards not included), and is open worldwide. Enter by reblogging this post (number of reblogs not limited). If you’ve already ordered from our shop, we will reimburse you for the calendar and shipping costs. If you want to purchase the postcards as well, you can upgrade to a bundle after winning the giveaway.
The giveaway closes November 4, and a winner will be contacted Nov 5.
