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My top works that were 1000 words or longer, according to my (completely baseless) formula that weights kudos, bookmarks/subscriptions, and comments.

5) The Pillow Trove Fitness Challenge (Sexual Frustration Now Included)

Description: Beau just needs a good fuck.  She knows it.  Everyone else knows it.   It’s obvious, right?  Unfortunately, Yasha’s early return from a Jester-encouraged spa day at the Pillow Trove interrupts Beau’s plans to take care of things herself.  And Beau’s own attraction to Yasha doesn’t make things any better.  To fight the frustration, Beau decides to show Yasha the joy of a gym session.  After all, what better way is there to get rid of a tangle of frustration than working out with a friend?  But when Jester joins in and issues a fitness challenge, Beau’s sexual frustration may prove to be more than she can handle.  It’s fluff with a side of sexual tension!

I did not expect my fic that was entirely just Beau being horny on main to be as popular as it was, but boy am I glad that was the case!  Writing Beau’s thirst for Jester and Yasha and getting to write all three of them being powerful in their own unique ways was a ton of fun that I will definitely be returning to in the future!

4) Queen of Swords

Description: Beau and Molly are injured and trapped together.  Certainly it’s the perfect time to do a reading for Beau. 

Another of my early Campaign 2 fics that was very popular.  Here, the fun was in trying to capture the mix of irritation and sly care that Beau and Molly had for each other.  I think it came over pretty well!

3) A Knock at the Door

Description: A knock at the door can be the start of many things: a conversation, a seduction, an untimely interruption.  Fjord’s conversation with Mollymauk takes him to a place he didn’t expect and Jester tries to help out with predictably mixed results. 

I got the image of Molly teasingly seducing Fjord and that moved on to other *ahem* images and so this was born.  Apparently, the trick to fun sex is just to throw a little Jester in there to mix things up!

2) Practice

Description: Keyleth had always felt like she was missing something.  Sex was so important to everyone else, but she could not understand the appeal.   Masturbating?  Sure, that felt good.  But the physical act of being with another person?  Wanting to be with another person, in that way?  She’d tried it and found it lacking.  So one night while on watch with her best friend Percy, Keyleth asks him about his own sexual experiences.   As they both open up about their pasts and their insecurities, Keyleth realizes that the best solution to their mutual problems may be each other.  Who better to practice with than a friend?  What follows is a series of rendezvous across Tal'dorei, as Keyleth and Percy explore different sexual acts, their own comfort and desires, and navigate the sometimes choppy waters of intimacy.  A story about sex, (a)sexuality, and all the complexity and anxiety in between. 

My precious, precious baby.  The fic I nurtured and struggled with through the entire year.  And here it is: finished.  I wanted to write a story about realistic sex (not just amazing smut sex, although it is also that) and navigating sex with a friend.  I am genuinely proud of this fic and what it accomplished.

1) We Are the Shadows in the Mirror

Description: The fight against Trent was going well.  And then it wasn’t.  And then it hadn’t happened at all.  When Beau finds herself back home about to marry Caleb, she knows something has gone wrong.  Very wrong.  She is trapped in the body of a dutiful daughter, one that has never known a day of combat, and her friends are trapped in their own nightmare versions of their lives.  Traveling across the Dwendalian Empire, Beau must face down a Caleb still loyal to Trent, a Fjord who became a ruthless bandit, and a Jester who was found by something much more sinister than the Traveler.  Can she free them in time to save the life of one of their own and escape this world?  Or are they doomed to die as shadows in the mirror?  A story of battles, self-doubt, and the strength of friendship.

Co-written with @ginnyvos, @bisexualpiratequeen, and @the-last-noel06, this was my contribution to the Critical Role Round Robin Challenge over the summer and it produced what is definitely one of the best things I have ever written.  I don’t write action–I wrote action.  I don’t write adventure–I wrote adventure.  This is, I think, a pacey story that really keeps the surprises coming and is also completely true to the characters.  It was such a surprise to me!
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My top works that were under 1000 words, according to my (completely baseless) formula that weights kudos, bookmarks/subscriptions, and comments.

5) Rats!

Description: Yasha and Nott finally get a chance to sit down and eat their rats.  It’s going to be great.

This was just a tone of fun to right: Nott and Yasha bouncing off each other and then Beau’s reaction at the end (which is totally me just thinking “What Would Marisha Do?” and finding the perfect answer.

4) One-Sided Conversation

Description: Nott needs to make a decision about whether to stay.  So she talks to the only person she can.

This is another case of forcing myself to write a pairing that does not come naturally in.  In this case, Nott and Caleb.  It was surprisingly cute!

3) Kiss with a Fist

Description: Yasha and Beauregard have a sparring match.  How else was this going to go? 

My first campaign 2 fic, written within a couple days of the episode!  I saw Beau and Yasha and immediately knew they needed to go together!  My opinion has not changed (although it has expanded to the possibility of adding Jester in …).

2) The Truth about Cats and Dogs

Description: “Which do you like more, Beau?” asked Jester, “Dogs or cats?”  The rest of the Mighty Nein joins in.  Just a little conversation about cats and dogs, you know? 

I’ve discovered that @twinvax is excellent at giving fun/fluffy prompts and that’s exactly what this was–just a tone of lightweight fun!

1) Matchmaker

Description: Caleb turns out to be not stinky.  And pretty!  Jester is sure Fjord noticed, but he clearly needs help doing anything about it. 

My second fic for campaign 2 and I did not expect it to go over as well as it did!  Really, it was just me getting to write Jester, which is one of my favorite things!
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My top works that were 100 words exactly according to my (completely baseless) formula that weights kudos, bookmarks/subscriptions, and comments.

5) Nott Comfort

Description: Nott doesn’t think of herself as comforting, but she’s comforting to Caleb.

I’m actually not that comfortable writing Nott, but my fics with her always seem to go over well!

4) Wish

Description: Nott gets her wish.

To me, this was a super easy drabble: it was so obvious!  But people lloved it (for a drabble ;)).

3) Catch

Description: Yasha sees a wedding for the first time.

Yeah, this one hasn’t aged well, given the revelations about Yasha.  Ah well.

2) One (1) Kickass Bird

Description: Beau has a kickass bird.

I just loved how much Beau loved Professor Thaddeus.  Shame that didn’t really last ….

1) Little Sapphire

Description: Marion Lavorre is pregnant.  It is not welcome.

Sometimes you write something and you just know that it’s good.  This one was like that–it just worked.  There wasn’t even a question about which of my drabbles was most popular.  This one got shared like crazy and I still love it.

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“Are you sure this is safe, Beau?  It looks … kind of rickety.”

“You want to go ghosthunting and you’re fucking scared of the infrastructure?”

Beau and Jester were standing at the front steps of the looming Carlisle Mansion.  In the deep dark of the hours, out here on a hill, far outside town, the mansion was mostly a monstrous shadow, looming, almost invisible, against the night sky.  Jester’s head was craned back to stare upward at the multiple floors, while Beau shifted her backpack to her other shoulder.

“I’m not scared!” said Jester, “I just don’t want to break my legs falling through a rotting floor.  We’re in the middle of nowhere!”

“Yeah, but we’re not exactly alone.”  Beau glanced over her shoulder and gave a shout.  “Hey, Fjord!  What’s keeping the rest of you?”
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It’s the end of the year! Time to look back on what you did wrote!

[I originally posted this on Tumblr, but I like it more over here!]

How many words (or fics or chapters) did you write this year?
As of right now a little under 160,000 (last year was a little under 10,000!)

Fandom you wrote the most for?

Critical Role. It’s the only fandom I wrote for.

Shortest fic? What’s it about?

Nicodranas (46 words!) I probably won’t ever beat that one for shortness. Jester says Nicodranas a bunch of times. That’s ... it.

Longest fic? What’s it about?

Practice (25,407 words) NSFW! Friends, Percy and Keyleth want to learn more about sex, so they decide to practice with each other.

Most popular fic (however you measure that)?

We Are the Shadows in the Mirror, my Critical Role Round Robin fic that definitely pushed me to write a completely different story: Beau finds herself about to marry Caleb and realizes that she and her friends are trapped in a nightmare world meant to torture them.

Fic you wish more people read?

This is a tough one. Part of me wants to say Choke Me with Your Kiss, Eat Me from the Inside (SUPER NSFW) just because I think it’s one of my best written fics and I’m proud of how emotionally true I made a really disturbing thing. On the other hand SUPER NSFW monsterfucking, so ...

However, I’m going to say Blood and Laughter because even though I wrote it at the start of the year, some parts of it are the most beautiful descriptions I have ever written.

Hardest fic to write?
I’m going to have to say If I Could Taste Your Love. Three ships that I love (Vex/Zahra, Fjord/Jester, Beau/Keyleth) and it’s been like pulling teeth to get anything done on this. To the point where I’m still not done the last chapter and have restarted it multiple times!

Easiest fic to write?
Something silly like Jester, Mistress of the Freezing Hands or something smutty like My Captain. Basically something that has me laughing or, um, let’s go with turned on, while writing.

First sentence of the first fic you posted this year?
“Beau shook out her arms and circled, swaggering as she moved” from Kiss with a Fist

Last sentence of the last fic you posted?

“Beau grabbed her staff and the two of them headed back towards the long road home” from Our Lives are Our Gifts

Favorite fic you didn't write?
Gah! There are some many good fics that I read this year.
But. There is only one fic that inspired me to write a fanfic for a fanfic, so I have to give it up for [archiveofourown.org profile] strongbut's i could be a morning sunrise all the time

Writing hope/goal for next year?
I want to rewrite and revise more before posting. I was super focused on just getting things done this year and next year I’d like to take more care with my writing.
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Summary: Ten years later, each member of the Mighty Nein finds their ending. Yasha decides to tell Molly about it.
Reading Time: abt 13 mins
Originally published as [archiveofourown.org profile] bboiseux on 2018.12.04 | AO3 link

“Hello, Molly,” says Yasha, taking a seat in the warm grass next to her knapsack, “It has been a long time.”

Above, the sky was a brilliant blue. Even the clouds seemed to glow with an inner white light as they drifted slowly above. The air was cooler here, just outside the northern reaches of the Empire, but a warm breeze blew in from the south and carried with it the smell of wet grass and newborn dirt. In the summer, when the fields were lush and the travel on the road was constant, Yasha imagined the view from the hill was quite pleasant.

It had been ten years since they had last seen each other and Yasha wore those years with pride. Her hair had grown even longer. Even looped three times through the simple silver rings Beau had given her five years ago her hair hung in thick locks down her back and to the side. Wearing to the side made it easier to access the simple sword strapped to her back. For the times when its immense size and its owner’s matching height were not enough to dissuade potential attackers. Yasha ran her fingers along her face as she considered her next words, tracing the heavy nicks and thick scars that decorated her skin. The familiar map of her life. She smiled, slow and heavy, but a smile nonetheless.

“You have a lot to catch up on. Caduceus—“ She paused, sifting through her memories. “–You never met Caduceus. He–you would have liked him. You would have liked his tea.”
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