everything else — playlists, stories, art, headcanons & more
Character playlists, vibe playlists, and anything in between. Click any card to visit the playlist on its platform.
The songs that live in her head. Dark strings, quiet fury, and the occasional achingly soft thing she'd never admit to.
Listen ↗The sound of stone halls and old promises. Everything that belongs to the court and no one else.
Listen ↗What I put on when I write. Rain, old libraries, the scratch of a pen. No lyrics.
Watch ↗.playlist-card block, fill in the platform, title, description, tags, and link. Paste it inside .playlist-grid.
Original short fiction and character studies, formatted in the style of AO3 work listings. Click any title to read on AO3.
She does not flinch when he reaches for her. That is the whole problem — she has learned, somewhere along the way, to hold completely still and call it composure.
Two people who should not trust each other, sharing a space neither of them chose. It goes about as well as you'd expect. It goes much worse.
.story-card block and fill in all the fields. Set the status badge class to status-complete, status-wip, or status-oneshot. Add or remove tag rows as needed.
Art and illustrations of my characters and worlds, by me and by others. Artist credit is always included — click the artist's name to visit their account.
Character portrait. She came out looking exactly like I imagined her.
Made this one myself using an image generator. Watermarked.
.art-card block. Replace the placeholder with an <img> tag pointing to your image file. Use <a> for the artist name if they have an account to link, or <span> if not.
Personal headcanons for my characters and worlds. These are my interpretations — not necessarily reflected in every bot or story.
She drinks her tea cold because she always forgets to drink it while it's hot. She's been doing this so long she now genuinely prefers it.
She taught herself to read by candlelight before anyone thought to teach her properly. By the time they noticed, she had already read everything they would have given her.
He has an old scar on his left hand that he never explains. It's from something embarrassingly mundane and he refuses to confirm or deny any of the theories.
The court has no clocks. Time is tracked by the light through the high windows and the tolling of a bell no one has ever seen. It always sounds slightly too far away.
.hc-entry block. Fill in the character or series name, the type label, and the headcanon text. Paste it anywhere in the list — there's no required order.
Memes, funny things, and assorted chaos. Click any image to view it full size.
.meme-item block and replace the placeholder with an <img> tag. The lightbox opens automatically on click — no extra code needed.