Writer, artist, and expert in existential dread.

I've fallen deep into the rabbit hole of Star Rail and started a multiship fic! (renheng, jingheng, yingfeng, and others) I've been absolutely possessed by inspiration with this one! If you want, you can check it out here: archiveofourown.org/works/50101390/

A new chapter is up for Rowan and Roses! Sorry that it’s been awhile guys--my laptop bit the dust, but I was able to recover my notes, so this fic should be back on track! Excerpt: The last two times Hinata had walked into the woods, he’d been stricken with fear. The woods had loomed above him, menacing and dangerous. Somehow, walking through them with Kageyama felt the exact opposite. Birds sang, and butterflies floated from flower to flower. Ferns swayed in the breeze around them, and the leaves rustled and shifted in the wind far, far above. Red berries clustered in vibrant displays in the rowan trees around them, and the air tasted cleaner than any Hinata had ever breathed. Kageyama relaxed beside him. He looked at ease beside the ancient trees. In a rare moment of bravery, Hinata slipped his hand into Kageyama’s. The witch glanced at him, surprised, but didn’t pull away. Not even when Hinata’s fingers laced between his. Pink dusted over Kageyama’s cheeks. Cute. He squeezed Hinata’s hand and led the way through the forest. And, as Hinata smiled, he could feel his control slipping, could feel the tail wagging behind him, but it didn’t worry him at all.

Quick note: Don’t make potions out of bleeding hearts, no matter how pretty or cool they look. They are poisonous and I only painted them for the aesthetic. If you want the real recipe for the potion it will probably be in a future chapter, though. ;)

I’ve been secretly working on my Kagehina AU Fic, Rowan and Roses, and should have an update soon! Sneak peek from the chapter I’m working on: “Come here.” “I am here?” Hinata asked, confused. “Closer.” Hesitantly, Hinata scooted closer, nearly in Kageyama’s lap. Kageyama reached out to cup his cheek, his eyes meeting Hinata’s. His hand slid through Hinata’s hair, thumb rubbing behind his ear. Hinata leaned into the touch, tearing up. Kageyama should be afraid of him. He should hate him. So why…? “You were scared, Hinata. It’s okay to be scared.” Kageyama paused. “You’re not alone. And you’re not killing anyone. So breathe. I’m here. I’m not going anywhere, and I’m not so fragile that you can kill me on accident.” He huffed. “Except, maybe with terrible tea.”