State of the Original Fiction, January 2026

Thread of Duty: (aka the Cavalry General and Embroidery Mage arranged marriage romance.) Finished, except for cover, formatting, and acknowledgements. I mean, I could edit it again? But also, I can move forward. ...even if that would require working out what to do with it. (Insert combined rant about both Amazon and itch.io.)

Survival Showdown: (aka VR streamers in not-a-death-game.) I thiiiiiink it's had it's second draft? But I'd need to check. So the first step is 'reconstruct where I was up to with it, and go forward from there.' Also, then work out what I'm going to do with it. (See above rant.)

Sapphic Steppe Atrocities: (which needs a more descriptive name.) I have got an editorial letter back, and need to go do some chunky edits to the thing. The next step is to go and do research on the Central Asian Steppe (short chain of logic gets me here) and research on [deep sigh] early modern Japan and World War 1, even though I don't want to do either (a longer chain of logic gets me here.)

Emperor/Favourite: partway through outlining.

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Everyone should praise me for my FIVE FIGURE DONATION to the Against Malaria Foundation, even though it was VERY SCARY.

The sensible context is that I had miscalculated my charity budget and made it too low, and I decided to 'pay back the shortfall.'

The slightly less sensible context is that I read a lot of Medieval history in 2025. And something that came up, both in majority Christian cultures and majority Muslim cultures, was that the standard response to any good news was 'give a donation to charity.' A baby was born? Charity donation. Found a commentary on Aristotle that finally explained it properly? Charity donation.

Apart from the, uh, exciting bits at the end, I have had a pretty good 2025. And I wanted to properly honour that. And you know what? I think the various Medieval people are right, a good response to good things happening to you is to give to charity.

... Also, assuming I have done my back of the envelope maths right, I have now gone over to a whole Negative Moist Von Lipwig.

Yuletide 2026 Round Up

I made some things for it!

pistachios (1545 words) by WolffyLuna
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Goblin Emperor Series - Katherine Addison
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Csevet Aisava & Deret Beshelar
Characters: Csevet Aisava, Deret Beshelar
Additional Tags: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Aftermath of trauma, Set After Winternight, Csevet-centric, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Referenced violence, Referenced Death, Missing Scene
Summary:

After the attempted assassination, Csevet cannot sleep. He meets Beshelar in the kitchens of the Alcethmeret.

The Promise (1222 words) by WolffyLuna
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Oathsworn (Actual Play Podcast)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Dorado the Adamant & Nabain Palisade
Characters: Dorado the Adamant, Nabain Palisade
Additional Tags: and the absence of Serikali, Post canon, Missing Scene, Dialogue Heavy, Major Spoilers
Summary:

“Did you ever speak to Serikali?” Dorado asked.

“Not as often as I would have liked.” The broken promise settled over his shoulders like a yoke. But even under that weight, he still could carry curiosity. Dorado was direct: if she changed topic, there had to be a reason.

silver peonies (2460 words) by WolffyLuna
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: 苍兰诀 | Love Between Fairy and Devil (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Dongfang Qingcang/Xiao Lanhua
Characters: Dongfang Qingcang, Xiao Lanhua (Love Between Fairy and Devil)
Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Fluff with feelings, Trans Female Character, Makeover, dongfang qingcang is bad at feelings
Summary:

Lanhua cocked her head. “Do you want to be human again?”

“No. It’s—” The feeling scurried away from the light of scrutiny. “I want to be a different person. But not too different.” She threw out a random suggestion. “Like myself, but a woman.”

Xiao Lanhua lit up, eyes sparkling.

Qingcang recognised that expression from experience. She waved a hand again. “It was just an example.”