8 Works by Fiberglassmoth
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The Minx That Tricked The Silver Fox by Fiberglassmoth
Fandoms: Dr. STONE (Manga), Dr. STONE (Anime)
28 Dec 2025
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When what was supposed to be a one night stand resurfaces in the most unprofessional way possible, Byakuya finds himself caught between responsibility, desire, and a relationship far more complicated than either of them intended.
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Senku wraps clean bandages over the small cut on his forearm, pressing the fabric down to soak up the thin beading blood pearl before it can drip onto his notes. It’s a tiny wound, nothing dangerous, nothing worth worrying about. He’ll be fine.
He always is.
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“Tell me,” Wyll urges, his voice steady, warm.
Jen swallows, then looks at him, her gaze sharp with something close to fear. “I’ve been hearing things,” she says quietly. “Rumors. Whispers. People have gone missing—priests, mostly. Men who walk the streets alone at night.” She freezes, unable to continue without taking more deep breaths to calm herself.
“And I just can’t shake the feeling that you’ll be next.”
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“Do you think Drizzt made such errors?” Cazador’s voice is sharp, cutting through Astarion’s mounting frustration like a bullet. “Do you think he was as clumsy as you? Sloppy playing is an insult to the music—and me.”
“I’m sorry,” Astarion whispers, his voice barely audible. He places his trembling hands back on the daunting keys. He can feel the welts rising beneath his skin, the pulsing pain a constant reminder of his pathetic failure.
“Sorry means nothing,” Cazador snaps. “Perfection is the only apology I accept. Now, again.”
No consistent update schedule!
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Art I made inspired by nyxueaurelia‘a amazing story, His Eyes.
I adore Lily and Wyll in this story and I’ve been waiting for someone to write about them!! She did an amazing job, please read it!!! -
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”Fascinating,” Cazador murmured, more to himself than to Astarion. “Even now, your response to pain is indistinguishable from a living person’s. Your body recoils. Your voice strains. Do you even understand why you feel it?”
Astarion clenched his teeth and snarled. ”Because you made me this way.”
“No.” Cazador’s tone was patient, almost indulgent. He leaned closer, his cold hands pressing against Astarion’s chest panel. “I gave you the capacity to simulate pain. You, somehow, turned it into suffering. Why?”
Astarion hated the question. He hated the answer even more. “I don’t know.”
On intermission, read my other stories in the meantime!
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His Eyes by Fiberglassmoth, nyxueaurelia for Fiberglassmoth
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
19 Jan 2025
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“She - she looks like you, Saer.”
“What?”
“The child - she looks like you. She has your eyes.”
Wyll stumbled back, dropping back down into his chair with a thump.
His eyes? This made no gods-damn sense. Wyll certainly hadn’t spent his adventures sowing his wild oats, so to speak, and he certainly should not have any progeny floating about in Faerûn that he didn’t know about -
A story of found family - even if some of it is a bit reluctant at first - and love.** Art for this work was done by Fiberglassmoth! Please check it out here. It's absolutely breathtaking. **
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Wyll stumbles upon an injured young tiefling. He puts it upon himself to save and nurture this child back to full health. Not everyone is happy with the development of a child in the camp, mainly Astarion.