when I post, it's fanfiction or other stuff,, age 23
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Time To Show Tumblr My Latest AO3 Work! I Posted This A Number Of Weeks Ago, But I Figured That It Was
Time to show Tumblr my latest AO3 work! I posted this a number of weeks ago, but I figured that it was about time that I start updating my Tumblr alongside my AO3! Enjoy!
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More Posts from Eviya-lightstar
I want to write something that isn’t Moira fiction but it’s all-consuming
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Overwatch (Video Game) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Moira O'Deorain/Angela "Mercy" Ziegler Characters: Moira O'Deorain, Angela "Mercy" Ziegler Additional Tags: First Kiss, Rivals, Light Bondage, Orgasm, Non-Canon Relationship, non-canon compliant, One Shot, Short & Sweet, Sweet/Hot Summary:
Moira and Angela, rival grad students at the same university get in an argument that leads to… well, you can read the title.
fanfiction..,, it’s so cool.., .,,
ANOTHER CHAPTER UPDATED YAY! Please read and enjoy :)
Chapters: 5/? Fandom: Overwatch (Video Game) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Elizabeth Caledonia Ashe/Widowmaker | Amélie Lacroix Characters: Elizabeth Caledonia Ashe, Widowmaker | Amélie Lacroix Additional Tags: Overwatch AU, Western AU, Not Canon Compliant, loosely based on canon, Deadlock Gang, Original Character(s), Sex Work, Drugged Drink, Kidnapping, or is it Wifenapping?, under-researched american frontier, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, tied up and thrown on the saddle of a horse (non sexual) Summary:
A Ouihaw Overwatch AU in which Amelie Lacroix is kidnapped from her husband after moving to America with her husband and forced to become an assassin. Loosely based on canon events, but follows in a non-canon compliant fashion.
Part 2 to Celebration is POSTED!
Check out part 1 on my AO3! @eviya_lightstar
"Back at a bar all too familiar, you stand between the arms of the tall ginger haired woman, your front pressed against the wooden bartop with a long and slender leg pressing its knee between your legs. “A whisky for me, please.” Moira tipped her head downward to smile at you. “And just a soda for this one.” She smiled and placed her hand on your shoulder, fingers tangled in your delicate necklace chain.
“To us, my dear.” Moira raised her glass toward you, offering a toast.
“It’s hard to believe it’s already been six months, Moira. I really never imagined that I’d find someone as amazing as you.” You blush and sip your soda, a small hiccup rising up after the fizzy drink.
Moira reached to brush a strand of hair away from your face. “I can believe it. There’s nobody quite like you, I’m sure you’ve attracted lots of attention over the years. I was just lucky enough to catch you for myself.”
She grabbed your necklace chain and gently pulled you toward her to meet your lips, the faint burn of alcohol gracing your tongue as a sweet reminder of your first encounter. “I’ve got you. I love you. And I’m never letting go.” "