#mayo replies

2. how long have you know your best friend?

we met in 7th grade english class, so more than 20 years! wow… i hadn’t really thought of that before

6. banana bread, with or without walnuts?

with, but they must be chopped quite finely, and they must not secretly be pecans (they don’t taste meaningfully different to me, but they have a noticeably different texture). i do really like banana bread but the smell of raw banana makes me gag so i don’t have it much

23. favorite condiment?

mayo :)

i do also quite enjoy chili crisps when they’re not too spicy (chili crisps mixed with mayo is ideal chicken nugget sauce)

30. have you ever been hypnotized?

i don’t think so? probably that is something i would remember? if self hypnosis counts, i’ve probably done that by accident, i achieve zoned out trance state quite easily. maybe i should research this more, might be fun

i thought i was basically done with this, but @soymimikyu very kindly beta read it and said it was good, but reminded me i seemed to have uh, themes and stuff i got half way through exploring and dropped, so i need to re-edit. hopefully it won't take too long.

hallucinatory claudia watches some sad loumand (soft)cock warming under the cut

vera yes!!! this has made my day!

and kit is like simultaneously absolutely seething at esme’s lack of professionalism but also kit is actively holding herself back from responding with “oh do you want me to take it off? how about my pants too? would you like that?!?”

and most of the team is pretty oblivious, but bertrand is there, quietly pretending to mind his own business, thinking about how you could cut the sexual tension with a knife and wondering if he should forcibly remove kit from the room before she does something she will regret.

hello! welcome to asoue fandom!

i’ve been a fan of the books for… since they were first published, but i didn’t really get involved in this fandom until after the netflix series finished airing.

it’s not a super active fandom, but we still do events and get awesome fic and meta sometimes. it is the best fandom! or at least the pocket of it that i’ve kept in contact with is. (my other fandom is the witcher which is the worst fandom except for the parts of it that make the rest of it worth it!) so much femslash, exploration of platonic dynamics, and thoughtful meta even when i disagree with it!

to attempt to answer your question: lemonberryice comes from if you take lemony-bertrand-beatrice, smoosh them together and squint really hard?

fic rec since this is what i think of whenever the ship name is used, because it like… embodies those words as part of their dynamic.

right now, the fic is really just a continuation of the “is it romantic/no/not yet” scene where they kiss. i also want to work in some of claudia’s feelings about louis, maybe madeline’s feelings about louis, and definitely claudia’s fear of having sex with someone she really cares for in case she kills them. excited for some fluff with the slightest thread of angst to keep everything in character.

anyway, snippet:

“Madeline, I’m gonna kiss you now unless you tell me that’s not alright.”

Madeline says nothing and smiles her wicked little smile, so Claudia leans in and kisses her. It’s not the best kiss she’s ever given, she’s too nervous for that, but it’s nice, she thinks, she hopes. Their lips part but Claudia pulls away before their tongues can touch. She wants that but she is too nervous to enjoy it right now and she wants to enjoy it when they do it.

“I‘ve wanted since… not since we met, I’ve never been a romantic like Louis, since you came to my performance, maybe. I didn’t let myself think about it, really, I didn’t think you could want me, like that, when I look like this.”

“Claudia,” Madeline says reverently. “When we met, I did not want a child. You are not a child. You are a monster and this is your body. Why should I not want it?”

29. Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?

from worth

Dandelion studied her with an intensity that would have made a lesser woman blush. “It doesn’t sound like much, but it’s heroic. Both of you are.”

“Being ‘a person’ is not heroism.”

Dandelion’s sustained attention made the hairs at the back of Yennefer’s neck raise. She often forgot he was a professor in his free time—a surprisingly effective one at that, given the lack of care and attention he gave it.

“You care. It’s the hardest and most human thing any of us can do. I was wrong to think you weren’t worthy of him.”

Yennefer dropped her gaze, no longer able to look into Dandelion’s wide, blue eyes. She murmured, not sure if she wanted him to hear, “Worthy. Is that enough?”

But Dandelion had keen ears and smiled at her crookedly, short several of his customary layers of artifice. “Of course it’s not.”

30. Biggest surprise while writing this year?

15 What WIP are you taking into next year with you?

we’re going to pretend louis/armand kink fic before the end of the year so i’m picking something else.

i’d really like to finish the jaskier/valdo at oxenfurt fic, and the klaus and lemony post-canon fic next year

19 What’s one pairing you want to explore next year?

armand/real rashid!! also like… every possible interview with the vampire pairing :)

i'm actually almost done with this one! i just need to write the very end and go back and fix some things near the beginning. it is, unfortunately, not medical kink fic, but i really really intend to get back to that, cause, uh, armand/fareed?!?!!? but i got consumed by louis/armand feels and louis is not into that.

but here's a snippet from the beginning before it becomes something else:

Once they’re down the next hallway, Fareed stops and assesses Armand. He smiles a bit opaquely and catches Armand’s chin with his thumb and forefinger. Armand wrinkles his nose but allows it and obediently follows the finger of Fareed's opposite hand as he moves it around Armand’s field of vision. “No sign of irritation from the contacts, but you’re not sleeping enough.” Armand grabs Fareed’s wrist and yanks it sideways and backwards. The conflicting urges to submit and assert dominance are nearly overwhelming. Armand isn’t getting enough sleep and has no desire to be called out on it. But that’s not why he’s on edge. Let’s ruin each other like star crossed lovers. And he had had to sit there like it meant nothing. He struggles to even out his breathing.  He can sense Fareed’s fear through the barely there cracks in his placid, calm surface thoughts. He should be frightened. Armand briefly gives Fareed access to the cacophonous mess that is his mind space, both a conciliatory gesture and a warning. Fareed pushes amusement back at Armand, bundled with the image of Fareed pushing a tongue depressor down Armand’s throat until he gags that he had plucked from Armand’s mind.