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I did a sketch or the fic I wrote... you can find the post about it here
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“I can hear you think,” Viktor says in front of him. “Apologies, Your Highness.” “Don’t apologise, there’s nothing wrong with thinking. Just don’t tear anything.” Jayce gapes, stepping over a root to get closer. “Did you just make a joke?” Viktor’s glare would cause the plants around them to wither. “I can be very funny if I care to be,” he informs Jayce. “Now close your mouth and hand me the satchel. We’re here.” ‘Here’ turns out to be a clearing. The moon shines down on them, dipping everything into an eery glow. It’s a cold light that seems to bounce off the plants and trees in a strange way. The whole spot seems otherworldly. Then he sees the flowers. Their purple-blue petals seem to radiate on their own, attracting the attention of the bugs and small forest life. The whole ground is covered in them, and they look ethereal, seeming very familiar indeed. “Have you lost your mind?” Jayce hisses, turning to stare at Viktor, an incredulous expression in his face. “If it gets out that you’ve been collecting Arcane conduits, they’ll kill you.” “Don’t be ridiculous,” Viktor replies calmly. “Nobody will find out.” He shoots Jayce a sharp look. “I’ve read your file. I know you won’t tell anyone.” Ice grips Jayce’s heart. “This is really, really dangerous, Your Highness. We should go at once.” “You’re free to leave, Sir Talis. I’m not keeping you here.” Jayce curses, wars with himself, and stays. Of course he stays. He’s technically working for the king, but he’s charged with protecting the prince. He can’t do that if he’s somewhere else.
Finally keeping my promise to show more wip snippets! This is from my fic The Marks Of Your Devotion, Imprinted On His Skin, which you can read the prologue of here, or if you'd rather check out the post I made about it, you can find that one here
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary:
It doesn’t come as a surprise that Silco has a difficult relationship with scars. After all, every time he looks into the mirror, he sees his mauled face reflected back at him, and no amount of make up can erase the gruesome sight. No matter how much time passes, he knows he will never get used to the stares he gets on the street, the whispers and rumours that follow him around.
He thought it would be different with the twin lines on his chest. He thought that since he chose this, since he made the active decision to get these scars, that he would like them or at least be able to tolerate their presence. Silco’s chest has never been that big, and so the scars are small, merely pink lines on his pale flesh. And yet…
Or: Silco accidentally falls for the handsome tattoo artist working on the ink over his top surgery scars.
Fic is explicit, but the smut can be avoided :)
Second Chances
Rating: E Warnings: Violence Relationships: Silco/Vander, Silco & Jinx, Silco/Viktor, Silco & Viktor, minor relationships Additional Tags (a selection haha, go check out the tags on Ao3 for more detail): BDSM, Dom Silco, Sub Vander, Sub Viktor, endgame zaundads, trans Silco, trans Jinx, found family, loads of kinky stuff, happy ending, modern AU (nearly forgot that one)
Summary:
Silco’s hand palm burns pleasantly as it connects with Vander’s cheek with a satisfying slap. “The only reason I am not killing you right now is because of our shared history.” He straightens and adjusts his cuff links. “Count yourself lucky that what you did to me is now protecting you. Get out of here and don’t ask any more questions. If I catch you snooping again, I might not be this merciful. Oh, and Mr Warwick?” Silco shoots him a cold smile. “I’m an industrialist. You’ll find that this is a legal position to hold in this country.” He instructs his people to let Vander go somewhere away from the cannery, and turns away. He’ll be late for dinner. Again. A knot forms in his stomach. “Silco.” He keeps walking. “It’s about Powder.” He stops. Turns around. Stares Vander down, whose expression is almost desperate. “I need to find him, Vi—.” “Powder is dead,” Silco interrupts him. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I am late for a meeting.” Or: A bad accident during their last scene is the catalyst for Vander and Silco's divorce. Twelve years later they meet again, both changed but yet still drawn to each other.
Written for the @zaundadsbigbang in collab with @tired-lazarus :D Updates daily (hopefully)
torn between wanting the characters to react in an emotionally healthy way and knowing they're too emotionally constipated and traumatised to do so
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Ao3 Year in Review (2025)
look at me, I finally remember to do one of these things (I'm so sorry to everyone who tagged me in stuff and then I completely forgot) I don't have enough love for maths to calculate the percentages, so you're just getting the raw numbers from me haha anyway, let's go
Pseud: Rauchendes_GNU
Published fics
2025: 33
overall: 120
Total words
2025: 140,556 (so far)
overall: 612,354
Most hits (most popular?)
2025: For Love (Arcane | Jinx/Ekko, Vander/Silco | T | 1.4k)
overall: Family Meetings (The Witcher | Geralt/Jaskier | T | 14.7k)
Fic per fandoms
2025:
Arcane: League of Legends: 32
It's Not A Cult - Joey Batey: 1
overall:
The Witcher: 44
Arcane: League of Legends: 36
The Magnus Archives: 26
SPN: 7
The Sandman: 5
The Witcher: Blood Origin: 2
Doctor Who: 1
Something Rotten!: 1
Merlin: 1
Fic ratings
2025:
Teen: 16
Explicit: 10
Mature: 5
General: 2
overall:
Teen: 79
Mature: 19
Explicit: 15
General: 7
Favourite fic of the year:
I think The Marks Of Your Devotion, Imprinted On His Skin (Jayvik | M | 20k+) is my favourite. It's not done yet (not even close, I have so many plans for them), but I really like working on it, and Prince Viktor/Knight Jayce is just a lovely dynamic :D
Underappreciated fic (perhaps?):
Second Chances (Zaundads, minor/temporary Vilco | E | 40k) is one I've put a lot of effort into, and I'm quite proud of how I wrote the character interactions in it.
Most fun story to write:
Hmm this one is hard because I enjoy writing most of the stories I end up finishing xD. But I'd probably go with Dr Herald's Lapse of Judgement (Vilco | E | 4.2k) because unrestrained horny Viktor was very fun. Then there's Trust Exercises (Jayvik | M | 5k), which I had a blast working on because of the worldbuilding and also cuddly Viktor. I also had lots of fun writing stories that aren't finished yet haha.
Biggest disappointment
I wanted to finish more wips...
Biggest surprise
Honestly, probably my hyperfixation on Jayvik...I didn't expect to love the science boys so much, yet here we are (and I'm not mad about it). Fic wise, it probably is Through The Viewfinder (Al & Cal & Mel | T | 200 words) because I didn't expect to write a fic for Joey Batey's new book :)
Thank you to @loki-is-my-kink-awakening for tagging me. Idk who to tag so um @xianvar @x-unknown-writer-x @koala2all @chzva @ialwayscomewhenyoucall @al-in-my-head @nasayra plus everyone who sees this and wants to do their own sharing of stats :)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
I wrote another fic!
Summary:
He used to have an identity. He was a person once, he’s pretty sure of it, although he cannot remember what kind. He used to have memories, of a place similar like this one, of other people, a young man among them. Thinking about him hurts, though he doesn’t recall why. There were girls, too. One had pink hair, and her sister’s was blue. Two boys as well. He can’t recall their names, either. Or: Singed steals Silco's body for additional experiments, and Silco and Vander reunite in a secret lab.
Note: this fic contains medical torture and violence, but also a happy ending
Silco whump?
So I'm gonna be doing some febuwhump fills (you can find the prompt list and rules to the event here), both art and fic if I can manage (february is also exam season for me, so we'll see how far that goes)
That being said, if you have any ideas on how to make those prompts work for Silco, be it added context, dialogue lines, a general vibe, whatever, send me an ask and I will try my best to fill a prompt :)
As for ships, I'm definitely going to try and include zaundads and vilco