Peony, reader and writer

I am pro LGBTQ+, and support trans rights.

Hello, it's been a long time!

I've been working on several projects, but they're all for fests, and two have to remain secret until September. 😔

But here's a snippet from my COBB fic (which should get posted next weekend):

“Oh. Hey, Niall, turns out Snow is here. Wait, were you two fighting?” Dev asks me suspiciously.

“We were just talking,” I lie, grateful for the fact that I can’t blush. Snow’s face is a worrying share of red.

“Hmm,” Niall hums, clearly unconvinced. “Snow’s got a red mark on his neck, and he’s all roughed up. I know you two don’t have the best record when it comes to getting along, but I thought you both agreed on this truce. I mean, why are you getting married, by the way? I know he’s a bloke, but you could have picked someone better.”

“Hey!” Snow protests. “For the greater good,” I reply, deciding that this is not the right moment to confess that I’ve been in love with Snow for almost a decade. I need to tell him first.

And here's a bit of my orufrey fic featuring trans Qifrey:

Olruggio did like touching him there. He liked touching Qifrey pretty much anywhere.

It was Olruggio who came up with the binding spell. He remembers the myriads of iterations of it. A little tighter, a touch bigger. The bandages that Qifrey used at the beginning were soon replaced by the snug fabric with Olruggio’s spell on it. He adjusted the seal so many times over the years, to make sure it would look flat without hurting Qifrey. He wonders now if his best friend lied to him. If he wears it too tight for the sake of being in a constant state of discomfort.

Olruggio even kept his binding spell going while they were in hospital and Qifrey was asleep, drawing the seal on the bandages to offer his friend the dignity that the doctors had taken away in his state of unconsciousness.

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