Mistress of Undertail

@unrestedjade​ finished this beautiful fontcest fic for me and I AM SPEECHLESS.  Now see, here’s the thing. I was a fan of fontcest since nearly the very start. And before this, Jade never wrote any fontcest at all. A part of me was worried that maybe it wasn’t her thing. So much so, that when she was asking for prompts, I gave her two. Half, because I’m greedy like that XD, but MAINLY in case she didn’t want to write fontcest.  Cause that was my true request. I wanted her to write fontcest.  But if she didn’t want to, I gave her another FINAGLC related one.  Not only did she do both, she KNOCKED the first request OUT OF THE PARK! SO GOOD!  It has the right amount of fluff, angst and the fucked upness that I adore! But at the end…well, I don’t want to spoil it for you. Ya gotta read and see! ;) And she writes it all so wonderfully.  I am addicted to the way she spins words! I am her #1 fan, and I hope everyone one else can enjoy the wonderful stories she puts out!  or not! Read tags if you need to, but maaan I sure LOVED this.  Thank you again for all the stories and words you put out! It took 4 years, but you did it and it came out wonderful! <3

HOW MUCH I LOVE THESE SPIDERMAN PICS

I’M ACUTALLY CRYING HERE OH GOD

can’t forget these

Squeenix c’mon you can’t give me happy and well-adjusted child Tidus and not give me good dad Jecht

Just a few months from a year since the last update, have another! 6,351 words! I apologize how slow the updates are doing. I was on a roll, but then the pandemic hit hard and maaan. I’m just glad I was able to update at all.  This one hits harder than the others, in my opinion, so be prepared. This is not for the faint of heart.  This one is ALL Grillby.  And he’s in one hell of a mood.  Thank you so much for the support despite the slow updates.  I hope you enjoy <3

-Opal-

Reminder that I am on Twitter and open to messages and post more frequent daily updates/retweets there than on here. (Mostly cause this is where everyone is nowadays T_T).

so you’re in this state of constantly feeling like you’re either under- or over-reacting, never knowing if you’re going too far in trying to hide your stuff or putting up warnings for it, or if you’re not going far enough

It’s the end of their childhood, but the beginning of the rest of their lives.  This was by far the most enjoyable fic I’ve ever had the pleasure to write. I hope everyone enjoyed it.  This is only Part 1. Part will begin shortly.  But first, I have an Itch I still need to scratch. >:3