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memento @fachefaucheux.bsky.social · Nov 2
CURRENTLY UPDATING:

Canticle (slow burn mm historical romantasy, Mon + Fri): www.royalroad.com/fiction/8455...

Mushroom Picking Season (idiots in love go foraging in their lada, mm romantasy, Sun): archiveofourown.org/works/591193...

#mmromance #webserial #ongoing
fachefaucheux.bsky.social
Chapter 4 is live, Canticle comrades! In which Gen holds a meeting, and it goes about as well as you'd expect a meeting of infantrymen to go...

www.royalroad.com/fiction/8455...
archiveofourown.org/works/743742...

#mmromance #romantasy #ao3original #royalroad #webserial #booksky #writesky
Chapter 4 - Canticle [Historical M/M Romantasy]
Everything was in place. He had arrived at the old warehouse one hour early, as always, to prepare the common room. It wasn't an ideal place for it, nothing like the debate halls he'd read of in the ...
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December 9, 2025 at 11:08 PM
fachefaucheux.bsky.social
Chapter 3 is up, Canticle comrades! In which Yule follows up on his perpetual grudge with Ambras, Dauid's getting old, and Mirk is very tired...

www.royalroad.com/fiction/8455...
archiveofourown.org/works/743742...

#mmromance #romantasy #webserial #ao3original #royalroad #booksky #writesky
Chapter 3 - Canticle [Historical M/M Romantasy]
"It's about time you showed up!" Mirk met Yule's scowl with a wave and a tired smile as he shouldered his way through the crowd in the infirmary's waiting room. Though it felt like everything else had...
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December 2, 2025 at 12:07 AM
fachefaucheux.bsky.social
Me: Huh skin looks weird
Also me: Jaundice liver failure panic
Me: No, eyes aren't yellow. They're a little bloodshot, though...
Also me: High blood pressure going to go blind and drop dead
Me: Shut up, me, no amount of bitching will get you out of cleaning the apartment.

...health anxiety is lame.
November 26, 2025 at 8:17 PM
fachefaucheux.bsky.social
I'd stopped checking because Canticle is old as dirt, but it turns out it's currently on Royal Road's Rising Star list for both historical AND romance!!!

Go check it out, apparently gay revolutionary weirdos in love are cool: www.royalroad.com/fiction/8455...

#mmromance #romantasy #royalroad
Canticle [Historical M/M Romantasy]
Mirk has lost everything: his noble family, his home, and nearly his life. All he has left is his grandfather’s staff and the K’maneda, the strange band of foreign mercenaries who saved him. He decide...
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November 22, 2025 at 6:25 PM
fachefaucheux.bsky.social
Chapter two of Canticle (II) is live! In which Gen has a very bad time followed by a pretty good one, complete with a new haunted couch for his lair.

www.royalroad.com/fiction/8455...
archiveofourown.org/works/743742...

#mmromance #romantasy #ao3original #royalroad #webserial #booksky #writesky
Chapter 2 - Canticle [Historical M/M Romantasy]
The wind had died two hours and forty-seven minutes ago. A greenish haze that gave everything a sickly pallor hung over the sun, its wan reflection barely visible on the gray, glassy sea. The weather ...
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November 22, 2025 at 12:10 AM
fachefaucheux.bsky.social
Today's #WIPSnips is from tomorrow's Canticle chapter! An actually very sappy/cute moment, for once. Show love to your special someone today by...uh...not showing your teeth when you smile at them???

...yeah, Gen's a little weird, lol.

#mmromance #romantasy #booksky #writesky #wip
White text on black background reading: Mirk was as much a puzzle as the parasol. But Genesis didn't have much time to consider what had seemed wrong about him from a distance, the black aside. Although neither the Marquise nor the guild mages had noticed his arrival, Mirk turned to wave a greeting at him. "Good evening, Comrade Genesis! I was wondering where you'd gotten off to." As one, the Marquise and her mages all jumped. But Mirk's smile was unwavering. And genuine, as evidenced by the faint crinkling at the corners of his eyes, a subtlety that never appeared when he was only smiling for the sake of politeness. He wasn't showing his teeth with the gesture either. That particular detail only ever seemed to arise in smiles directed at him. It made the coldness in Genesis's chest fade.
November 21, 2025 at 1:53 AM
fachefaucheux.bsky.social
It's finally here, Canticle Comrades! Volume 2! Come read about Mirk's familial woes as he pines about the bony weirdo he is (still) in love with.

www.royalroad.com/fiction/8455...
archiveofourown.org/works/743742...

#mmromance #romantasy #webserial #royalroad #ao3original #booksky #writesky
Chapter 1 - Canticle [Historical M/M Romantasy]
"Poor Henri deserved more than this...ah, I feel old…" Once the priest and the warder left, there were only d'Avignons left around the grave. "You don't look old, tonton," Lucienne said, her smile bri...
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November 18, 2025 at 1:09 AM
fachefaucheux.bsky.social
New story alert! Ish.

So, I learned about this a little late, but I'm still joining in on #FirstDraftFall as well as #royalroad 's Writathon this month. With what? Volume 2 of Canticle! Tentatively planning on posting chapters on Sat + Sun every week until I meet the Writathon goal of 55,555 words.
November 6, 2025 at 12:24 AM
fachefaucheux.bsky.social
The final Interlude chapter is live! Come read a deleted scene about Gen and Niv's dumb adventures in the south of France! Update on Canticle Vol. 2 tomorrow!

archiveofourown.org/works/665962...
www.royalroad.com/fiction/8455...

#mmromance #romantasy #webserial #ao3 #royalroad #writesky
Canticle: Interludes - Chapter 5 - fachefaucheux - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]
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November 2, 2025 at 11:10 PM
fachefaucheux.bsky.social
For this week's #WIPSnips excerpt, have a bit about Genesis casting a spell with a certain someone's handkerchief from tomorrow's Canticle interlude, "Words of Wisdom"

#mmromance #romantasy #webserial #wip #booksky #writesky
White text on black background reading: He didn't know why he had kept it all those months. The rational part of his mind said it would be wasteful to offer the handkerchief over to the shadows, even though the stains on it could never be properly removed. It was made of a particular silk that was the specialty of the guild artificers in Lyon, where its owner's godmother had procured it. Imbued with potential in every thread, an empty vessel crafted to amplify whatever had been put in it. And what had been put in it was blood. The silk was lilac. A temperamental color that the guild artificers had just mastered a few decades ago. Edged in a silvery lace that was the specialty of another set of artificers, one much more skilled at crafting things that glittered and gleamed than at creating vessels for magic. The height of court fashion, or so he'd been told. Genesis felt that it was a waste of time and gold to create this sort of finery, trinkets that served no real purpose. Especially when it was bound to be ruined, no matter how carefully one handled it. Genesis draped the bloodied handkerchief over the northernmost cornerstone, placed Jean-Luc's journal atop it, then set to work with his charcoal. 
October 31, 2025 at 12:10 AM
fachefaucheux.bsky.social
On a night like this, when my brain feels like a vat of soup that occasionally has a live wire dipped into it, incapable of doing much more than lying in bed, I really needed to hear this.
drdoylesays.bsky.social Dr. Glenn Patrick Doyle @drdoylesays.bsky.social · Oct 29
Maybe you're not exhausted because you're "lazy." Maybe you're exhausted because your nervous system's been on high alert for years, without the option of slowing it down or turning it off.

Trauma symptoms are not "character" issues or "personality" traits.
October 30, 2025 at 12:03 AM
fachefaucheux.bsky.social
Changing Fortunes is live! In which young Mirk gets an unwelcome surprise, and Jan and Senkov are absolutely up to no good...

archiveofourown.org/works/665962...
www.royalroad.com/fiction/8455...

#mmromance #romantasy #webserial #royalroad #ao3 #booksky #writesky
Canticle: Interludes - Chapter 4 - fachefaucheux - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]
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October 25, 2025 at 1:12 PM
fachefaucheux.bsky.social
For this week's #WIPSnips, have another excerpt from "Changing Fortunes", which will be posted this Friday! I wish I had more reasons to write about Jan and Senkov, they're such gigantic idiots, lol

#mmromance #romantasy #webserial #writesky #wip
White text on black background reading: What do you think of going red again?" Jan glowered at him, crossing his legs and grimly staring back off into the fire as he awaited his second bottle. "I hate red. Black is easiest. Or brown." "Come on, Jasiek...think of how well it went off that one time in Salzburg…" "No red. That's final." -   -   - "I'm going to kill him next." But not if the hangover Senkov had given him killed him first. Jan should have known better than to accept a second bottle of the Black Hare's worst. Or a third. After the fifth, everything became one stomach-churning, cackling blur that ended with Jan sprawled atop a bed he didn't recognize, tangled up in a heap of discarded dresses. For an instant, Jan had thought the last two decades of playing at celibacy had caught up to him. Then he'd realized he was stuffed in a dress himself. And that the mass of red curls on his pillow were his own. 
October 22, 2025 at 5:01 AM
fachefaucheux.bsky.social
Almost done with the second page of my Baba Yaga stitch from Autumn Lane Stitchery! Can I make it to Baba herself by Halloween...?

#xstitch #crossstitch #slavicfolklore #wip
The top half of a hut with chicken legs, flanked by trees
October 19, 2025 at 10:28 PM
fachefaucheux.bsky.social
For today's #WIPSnips, have an excerpt from the upcoming short story, "Changing Fortunes", set in the Canticle storyline. Because even as a kid, Mirk cares too much...

#webserial #mmromance #romantasy
White text on black background, reading: "Madame, wake up, please..." "I'm so sorry, Father," the monk called out from his perch atop his wagon. Jan couldn't help but notice that the man didn't have the nerve to hop down and help the boy. It made Jan wonder if the brother could feel the same magic at work he had. "I didn't see it..." The boy's shrieking rose to a higher, demanding pitch, as he buried his face in the white thing cradled in his arms. "Madame! You can't die!" That time the magic was so strong it sent Jan reeling backwards into the gate. It left a smell of mingled iron and cut grass in the air, along with a wiff of sulfur from the hellhound, which went skittering away from its master with a yelp. A second later, there was a frantic honking, accompanied by the flapping of wings.
October 15, 2025 at 10:17 PM
fachefaucheux.bsky.social
It's FINALLY here! The second part of A Leader of Men! In which the First's chief scam artists cook up a profoundly stupid scheme, and Niv and Yule get sucked into something ominous...

archiveofourown.org/works/489810...

#mmromance #romantasy #ao3 #webserial #booksky #writesky
First Things First - Chapter 9 - fachefaucheux - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]
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October 13, 2025 at 11:47 PM
fachefaucheux.bsky.social
Re-reading The Good Soldier Švejk...if I had the skill, I'd totally add in these style of illustrations to the First Things First stories. I got a lot of my inspiration for how to poke fun at commanders/officers from this book. Next story should be up next week!

#writesky #booksky
A drawing of Švejk and his lieutenant at odds, as always
September 27, 2025 at 11:08 PM
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#momoart
A cartoon drawing of a fish in water, eating fish flakes that are falling in. An arrow pointing to flakes says "YOUR COMMENTS ON MY LITTLE PICTURES AND STORIES" An arrow pointing to the fish says "GROWING FAT AND HEALTHY" Another arrow pointing to the fish says "ME (ARTIST)"
September 20, 2025 at 5:47 AM
fachefaucheux.bsky.social
Finished the black stitching on the top half of Baba Yaga's hut! Design by Autumn Lane Stitchery.

#xstitch #needlework ##slavicfolklore
A cross stitched image of a hut on chicken legs
September 20, 2025 at 4:55 PM
fachefaucheux.bsky.social
...yes, I know I was supposed to post part 2 of "A Leader of Men" about a month ago. But...uh...yeah. I've been really going through it. More on that later. But I'm finally almost done editing! Have an excerpt from it for today's #WIPSnips word, red.

#mmromance #romantasy #writesky #webserial
Get in, get out. That was what was important. And if a fighter didn't have enough sense left to get himself out, you had to do it for him. Or leave him behind to get killed. But it was harder moving with Stocky on his shoulders, even if he was skinny. Harder working up enough speed to swing his swords through bone, harder to avoid the outstretched hands he couldn't hack off. Over all the booming and the screaming and the crackling of more bullshit fireballs and half-dead things burning, K'aekniv heard something weird. A howl that made a shiver run down him, that made him feel like he'd just woken up from a twelve-hour sleep. Like his back was iron and like his swords were part of his flesh instead of blades in his hands. It made the going easy, even with Stocky on his shoulders. Everything was a whirlwind of fire and ice, the magic spilling out along his swords, blasting through reaching arms and hunched red-robed backs. As he ran clear of the forest, K'aekniv let himself do a little more thinking, let himself take in what was going on.
September 19, 2025 at 2:17 AM
fachefaucheux.bsky.social
This month's short story is here, Canticle comrades! Comrades in Arms! Two bffs meet for the first time and it's...uh...well. Complicated.

archiveofourown.org/works/665962...
www.royalroad.com/fiction/8455...

#mmromance #romantasy #webserial #royalroad #ao3original #writesky #booksky
August 16, 2025 at 10:04 PM
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I'm reading a poem written in the 1820s in support of homosexual love, possibly by William Beckford. On the one hand this is a remarkable read. However, in a passage about the narrator fancying a serving-boy, the poet asks "Why for a menial did my entrails warm?" and I may never write romance again.
August 11, 2025 at 11:23 AM
fachefaucheux.bsky.social
It's here, Niv/Yule enjoyers! I haven't forgotten about this story arc! Come along with Niv as he navigates the trials and tribulations of leading the First...from a distance.

archiveofourown.org/works/489810...

#mmromance #romantasy #webserial #booksky #writesky #ao3original
First Things First - Chapter 8 - fachefaucheux - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
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August 8, 2025 at 11:36 PM
fachefaucheux.bsky.social
...yeah, that's pretty accurate, lol.
August 6, 2025 at 8:35 PM
fachefaucheux.bsky.social
The new Niv and Yule story, "A Leader of Men" (part one), is coming out this Friday! So here's another #WIPSnips sneak peak for today's word, boss. Where Niv has to keep in mind that he's the commander, like it or not...and trouble is brewing.

#mmromance #romantasy #webserial #writesky #booksky
White text on black background reads: K'aekniv ran across the field to Bohdan, looking the kids over as they staggered and slumped across the parade grounds. They looked like shit. Lips purple, eyes glazed, wheezing and coughing and most of them too weak to hang on to their own gear. It was only the lightest stuff, extra uniforms and the shit cracker rations they still used for backup on Rim contracts. "Bohdan! Report!" K'aekniv yelled, helping him pull a pair of kids who were half-passed out through the transporter.  "The fog's back," Bohdan replied, without any of his usual joking or buttering up. "It took the factory two days ago. We could barely put together enough shields to get back." K'aekniv itched to throw himself through the transporter, to go to the other side and see for himself how everything was fucked. But he had to be responsible, had to think first and move second. There wasn't going to be support waiting on the other side. "All this from some fog?"  Bohdan shook his head. "Hostiles. Never got a good look at them. But Radka's people have gone through all our rifle ammunition."
August 5, 2025 at 5:17 PM