#~first of many~

[crythartic]

* Won't you play again, Kris?

[gay-impressionist]

do people know that a french ex-president (nicolas sarkozy, from 2007 to 2012) is currently wearing an electronic bracelet after he was sentenced for corruption and influence peddling? do people know? i want everyone to know 😌

[eepykeepy]

painkiller

[zayne-s]

spin the wheel and assign an animal to prev

[featherfangart]

'It's not too late to learn, Fenris'

[wardensantoineandevka]

is that piece of media actually bad, or is it just not following the blueprint you projected onto it? is that work actually not good, or are you just demanding something from it that is absolutely antithetical to its themes, genre, tone, and narrative goal? is that story actually poorly written, or do you just dislike that it is not the specific things you wanted from it that it never set out to be, never was, and never is going to become? is it actually bad, or is it actually well-executed and you just dislike the story it chose to be because it isn't catering to your specific desires and expectations?

[mumbito]

me clicking on a video from the silliest man in the world: teehee what wacky hijinks await me

world renown block clown mumbo Fucking jumbo: you ever think about how old technology seems to live forever in the suspended state of whatever the newest advancements were at the time. how most technology immediately and fundamentally tells you when it was important and when it was left in the dust. it’s suspended in its era forever, and in that it is perfect.

stagnation is a form of death but nostalgia is cruel immortality. still i find myself locked in pursuit of it until i finally stumble across the undeath of the mechanical. as my hard earned improvement truly begins to pay dividends, surrounded by my opus of change, i will freeze myself in eternal utopia. the only way to never die is to preemptively kill whoever you might become. i will not have a grave, i will not be ashes and dust. i will be a perfect, extant machine.

me: Ok. i dont think this will plague me at all actually. like video.

[bardofavon]

not to be controversial bc I know this is like…not in line with shifting opinions on fanfic comment culture but if there’s a glaring typo in my work I will NOT be offended by pointing it out. if ao3 fucks up the formatting…I will also not be offended by having this pointed out…

‘looking forward to the next update’ and ‘I hope you update soon!’ are different vibes than a demand, and should be read in good faith because a reader is finding their way to tell you how much they love it. I will not be mad at this.

‘I don’t usually like this ship but this fic made me feel something’ is also incredibly high praise. I’m not going to get mad at this.

even ‘I love this fic but I’m curious about why you made [x] choice’ is just another way a reader is engaging in and putting thought into your work.

I just feel like a lot of authors take any comment that’s not perfectly articulated glowing praise in the exact manner they’re hoping to receive it in bad faith.

fic engagement has been dropping across the board over the last several years, and yes it’s frustrating but it isn’t as though I can’t see how it happens. comment anxiety can be a real thing. the last thing anyone wants to do is offend an author they love, and that means sometimes people default to silence.

idk where I’m going with this I guess aside from saying unless a comment is outright attacking me I’m never going to get mad at it, and I think a lot of authors should feel the same way. ESPECIALLY TYPOS PLZ GOD POINT OUT MY TYPOS.

[hexedevolution]

[ nightmare ] sender wakes receiver up from a nightmare

Huck hummed, the star-pricked night sky seemed to be clear from smog and pollution inside the commune, or his healed eyes could see beyond the norm. His hair ruffled by a gentle breeze, his limbs stretched. Stepped back from his place at the entrance, it was unlikely any newcomers would venture to the commune at night.

Blissful peace had been the norm since he'd met Viktor. As the first of the healed, he had volunteered as the greeter without hesitation. Huck exhaled, an old habit from before, he and the others had quickly discovered the function was no longer needed. Eyes closed, he could sense the Herald - the bright north star who held reality together.

Huck frowned, unsure of who else felt the Herald's distress; without realisation he had bolted and by the Herald's side. Gentle, he knelt and lowered Viktor from his elevated position and moved his physical body into the recovery position, careful not to tug on the arcane tubing connected to his back.

Perhaps another old habit from before; but Herald's life was the single life that mattered. Sat on his knees, he watched Viktor's face twist in distress. He placed a gentle hand on the Herald's shoulder and shook him with care.

'Herald?' Huck asked in a delicate tone. 'Is everything alright?' He let his hands fall into his lap; blue eyes watched as Viktor remained still.

𝑵𝑶𝑵-𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺 || Accepting

There had been a sense of peace over the last few months. A small community had formed, and there was a rapid progression to unity. Huts became homes, strangers became allies - aiding and assisting each other to use their best skills to allow all to thrive. With Sky's research to hand - and her voice to guide - Viktor hadn't stayed idle while the others worked. The arcane provided more than he could fathom, and certainly more than simply curing those around him. Soils became rich, seeds became sprouts and water became sanitary.

His work had began to form tales throughout the sumps, as more people came for saving and refuge from the agony they suffered. He was here to grant that. He could sense it all... The pain, the struggle - the endurance of suffering. As he lifted it from each and every one, he himself felt lighter. Exhausted - but content.

Though, the more he spent himself, the longer he needed to meditate to recover. To recharge himself amongst the arcane itself and convene with she that inspired him. Tonight seemed to be different though... Something did not sit well within his mind. The space around him didn't seem to still, as if there were vibrations disrupting everything around him. Visions kept snapping into place like a slap to the mind. Destruction...smoke...blood - everything they were working towards lay in ruin. His people dead, cast across the floor like ragdolls. The boy he had only recently saved, wide-eyed and vacant-

With a gasp, he jolted, finding his vision focused on a familiar face. Huck... his very first saved, and a loyal man to boot. Viktor's breathing regulated fairly quickly as he rose to a kneeling position himself, the tubing seeming to fizzle away as they regressed back, allowing Viktor to pull the 'robe' around his chest and arms once more.

"A terrible vision..." Viktor recalled almost matter of factly, but his expression gave a faint sense of worry. "I cannot tell if it's a warning or a premonition... One I certainly do not wish to pass. I'm unsure what to make of it, I've never encountered something like this before..." Viktor looked Huck in the eyes as he spoke, not one to shy away from the truth. Feigning that he was 'fine' seemed inappropriate in the company of one that has been so open with him. "Did you sense it as well?"

[feluart]

[ashcremated]

he was a celestial immortal demoted to volcano spirit, he was a cultivator on a mission to kill demons, can i make it even more obvious? lil bday gift for @ranilla-bean, hi fratm di brutte vibes 💕 xianxia au century egg pookie be upon ye ��💋🍋🌋🌋

[apollos-boyfriend]

just encountered the exact opposite problem of when people name babies instead of future adults. one of my classmates named her son octavius maximus. girl we are naming future adults not future roman emperors

[goldfishinaplasticbag]

i’ll let you, just once.

edit: okay i might be silly. totally forgot that janet does die before tim officially become robin. my brain got it mixed up its been too long. the message still works but aaaaah would have been more impactful if i had remembered!

however. let’s just say this is foreshadowing and mama drake hasn’t died yet but will very, very soon. that’s why she’s centred instead of jack. tim will soon learn a similar pain to bruce

[possumtion]

This fit goes so hard

[seratlantisite]

Nice try Bioware, but I know the state of Southern Thedas better than you do.

First off, it matters if the Hero of Ferelden is alive or not. When the First Warden recalled all wardens, our hero knew that was a bad call and refused, finally splitting off from Weisshaupt after years of mismanagement and taking scores of wardens with them. Their presence and leadership makes all the difference, rallying southern Thedas once more against the blight. If you have only an Orlesian Warden Commander in Amaranthine they’re less inspiring, but as long as you’ve done Awakening they are a boon nonetheless. There is someone to lead the fight against the darkspawn while other focus on the Venatori.

If you 100% completed Awakenings and also Soldier’s Peak, the Ferelden wardens have never been so prepared. They’re organized, they’re outfitted and they’ve been ready for this for years. Also, if you allied with the Architect then you have scores of strange research to give you an edge.

If Merrill completed her Eluvian then she moves south once again and joins the effort. She’s managed to cleanse the blight before and she’s ready to try it again. And her knowledge of the crossroads gives the south an edge on their movement and supply lines. If Hawke’s sibling is a Warden they accompanied her.

If the Inquisitor let Briala have power in any way, the Dales become the leaders in the war against the Venatori, forming a formidable alliance with Ferelden, Orzammar and the Marches, the likes of which have never been seen. And if you completed Jaws of Hakkon then their alliances with the Avvar and Chasind are stronger than ever.

Of course, if the Inquisitor kept the Wardens around after Here Lies the Abyss then their numbers are bolstered. It may cost Wiesshaupt later, but that’s Rooks problem. And if you completed the Descent, then the Inquisitor and Warden had a much better idea of what was coming and spent ten years getting ready.

They will not be broken.

They will weather this storm.

[palarien]

sketched this out at jury duty actually