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oh shit wait brainblast incoming

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I'd love to lose myself in a fictional world yet nothing in my game library + wishlist is speaking to me

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Sometimes we’re unsatisfied with a thing we made because when it only existed in our head, we saw all the things it could have been and when it’s done we know all the things that it isn’t, but we can’t see the way it expands into a million new things when someone else unpacks it in their head.

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BEFORE WRITING: Oh, this fic idea is so cute, and it won't take any time at all! WHILE WRITING: Oh...oh, no...I Underestimated this. Again.

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I do not recommend studying disasters when you care about people having food to eat and safe water to drink and a place to sleep

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REBLOG THIS TO GIVE THE PERSON YOU REBLOGGED THIS FROM A GOLD STAR BECAUSE THEY’VE BEEN STELLAR TODAY AND THEY DESERVE IT ⭐️

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Enemies to "I accidentally came across you while you were vulnerable and scared and I'm not a total asshole so I tried to help you" to "accidental mutual uncovering of softer sides and vulnerabilities" to "I can't be mean to you anymore, not out of pity but because it would feel weird betraying that brief truce we had" to "Fine I'll make an effort to be nice to you now I guess" to "actually now that we're not actively hating each other you're not so bad I guess" to "i think we're friends but I'm not going to say that because I'm afraid you're not gonna feel the same way" to "oh you also think we're friends? Great" to lovers

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REBLOG THIS TO GIVE THE PERSON YOU REBLOGGED THIS FROM A GOLD STAR BECAUSE THEY’VE BEEN STELLAR TODAY AND THEY DESERVE IT ⭐️

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REBLOG THIS TO GIVE THE PERSON YOU REBLOGGED THIS FROM A GOLD STAR BECAUSE THEY’VE BEEN STELLAR TODAY AND THEY DESERVE IT ⭐️

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Fic update: An affliction I can't cure

a Dragon Age fanfic

[Read on AO3]

A simple mission to investigate reports of darkspawn activity ends in disaster and changes Neri's life forever. They never named how they felt for Anders. They thought they had more time. Now, it's too late. Yet Neri must somehow continue serving as Amaranthine's arlen and Ferelden's Warden-Commander despite their soul spiraling into despair.

Chapter 5: the midpoint of eternity

When King Alistair formally visits Vigil's Keep, he also pays an impromptu personal visit to Neri. Their conversation takes many turns that Neri never expected.

Rating: M

Relationships: Anders/Surana, Alistair/Anora, eventual Nathaniel Howe/Surana (it's complicated)

Additional Tags: Angst, Love and Loss, Grief, Self-Doubt, Agender Character, Vigil's Keep, Past Warden/Alistair (one sided), King Alistair, Queen Anora Mac Tir, Background Anora Mac Tir/Female Cousland

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“Who cares about the person’s gender? What apparently matters is whether Anora is seeking comfort in the arms of someone else, and you seem convinced that she is.” I cross my arms in a show of strength I don’t feel. “Why does that bother you so much? Are you in love with her?”

“You know as well as I do that it was a marriage of necessity,” Alistair snarls. “I respect her, I wish her well, but I’m not in love with her.”

I can’t suppress a wince. “Well, that’s better than when you started. What about her? Has she warmed up to you?”

“Doesn’t seem that way. I’m clearly not the attractive type.”

“Alistair—”

He raises his hands in a gesture of surrender. “That was my bitterness talking. I apologize.”

I hug myself, shudder, and then take a deep, long breath. “Why seek me out?”

“Don’t worry, I’m not in love with you anymore.”

That blighted word and the implication what he once felt was love nearly sends me to my knees.

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Fic update: An affliction I can't cure

a Dragon Age fanfic

[Read on AO3]

A simple mission to investigate reports of darkspawn activity ends in disaster and changes Neri's life forever. They never named how they felt for Anders. They thought they had more time. Now, it's too late. Yet Neri must somehow continue serving as Amaranthine's arlen and Ferelden's Warden-Commander despite their soul spiraling into despair.

Chapter 5: the midpoint of eternity

When King Alistair formally visits Vigil's Keep, he also pays an impromptu personal visit to Neri. Their conversation takes many turns that Neri never expected.

Rating: M

Relationships: Anders/Surana, Alistair/Anora, eventual Nathaniel Howe/Surana (it's complicated)

Additional Tags: Angst, Love and Loss, Grief, Self-Doubt, Agender Character, Vigil's Keep, Past Warden/Alistair (one sided), King Alistair, Queen Anora Mac Tir, Background Anora Mac Tir/Female Cousland

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“Who cares about the person’s gender? What apparently matters is whether Anora is seeking comfort in the arms of someone else, and you seem convinced that she is.” I cross my arms in a show of strength I don’t feel. “Why does that bother you so much? Are you in love with her?”

“You know as well as I do that it was a marriage of necessity,” Alistair snarls. “I respect her, I wish her well, but I’m not in love with her.”

I can’t suppress a wince. “Well, that’s better than when you started. What about her? Has she warmed up to you?”

“Doesn’t seem that way. I’m clearly not the attractive type.”

“Alistair—”

He raises his hands in a gesture of surrender. “That was my bitterness talking. I apologize.”

I hug myself, shudder, and then take a deep, long breath. “Why seek me out?”

“Don’t worry, I’m not in love with you anymore.”

That blighted word and the implication what he once felt was love nearly sends me to my knees.

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Not gonna lie the way some of y'all put words on a page is....whoagh. there really is magic in this world.

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Anonymous love letter between two twelfth-century nuns, Translated by Peter Dronke in Medieval Latin and the rise of European Love-Lyric, II.  

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write. write. you need to make mistakes to learn from them. you don't become a master carpenter by shutting your eyes and thinking hard about dovetail joints

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Fic update: An affliction I can't cure

a Dragon Age fanfic

[Read on AO3]

A simple mission to investigate reports of darkspawn activity ends in disaster and changes Neri's life forever. They never named how they felt for Anders. They thought they had more time. Now, it's too late. Yet Neri must somehow continue serving as Amaranthine's arlen and Ferelden's Warden-Commander despite their soul spiraling into despair.

Chapter 5: the midpoint of eternity

When King Alistair formally visits Vigil's Keep, he also pays an impromptu personal visit to Neri. Their conversation takes many turns that Neri never expected.

Rating: M

Relationships: Anders/Surana, Alistair/Anora, eventual Nathaniel Howe/Surana (it's complicated)

Additional Tags: Angst, Love and Loss, Grief, Self-Doubt, Agender Character, Vigil's Keep, Past Warden/Alistair (one sided), King Alistair, Queen Anora Mac Tir, Background Anora Mac Tir/Female Cousland

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“Who cares about the person’s gender? What apparently matters is whether Anora is seeking comfort in the arms of someone else, and you seem convinced that she is.” I cross my arms in a show of strength I don’t feel. “Why does that bother you so much? Are you in love with her?”

“You know as well as I do that it was a marriage of necessity,” Alistair snarls. “I respect her, I wish her well, but I’m not in love with her.”

I can’t suppress a wince. “Well, that’s better than when you started. What about her? Has she warmed up to you?”

“Doesn’t seem that way. I’m clearly not the attractive type.”

“Alistair—”

He raises his hands in a gesture of surrender. “That was my bitterness talking. I apologize.”

I hug myself, shudder, and then take a deep, long breath. “Why seek me out?”

“Don’t worry, I’m not in love with you anymore.”

That blighted word and the implication what he once felt was love nearly sends me to my knees.

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I LOVE TALKING TO OTHER FIC WRITERS. I LOVE READING AND COMMENTING ON THEIR FIC AND SHARING RECS ON TUMBLR. I LOVE BEING THE FIRST PERSON TO REACT TO MY MOOTS WORKS