havenoffandoms
havenoffandoms
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18+ A blog to share my writing and a haven for all the fandom I follow. Currently obsessed with the Witcher. AO3 Witcher Masterlist Tumblr Request Masterlist The Great Witcher Kiss Off Masterlist AO3 Marvel Masterlist
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havenoffandoms · 9 days ago
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I can think of two people in my life who told me they regularly have conversations with ChatGPT... Both these people have children and live with their partners. Those people would rather have conversations with ChatGPT than with their own families.
CHATGPT IS NOT A SEARCH ENGINE
CHATGPT IS NOT A SOURCE OF INFORMATION
CHATGPT IS NOT STUDY NOTES
CHATGPT IS NOT A WRITING TOOL
CHATGPT IS NOT YOUR FRIEND
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havenoffandoms · 12 days ago
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non-writers will never understand the mental illness of writing an entire conversation in your head while doing dishes and then forgetting every word the second you open a blank doc
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havenoffandoms · 16 days ago
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Has anyone figured out what’s so viscerally wrong with this woman yet
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havenoffandoms · 18 days ago
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its international wolf day
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reblog to give a wolf you know a nice comfy night of sleep
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havenoffandoms · 19 days ago
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There's this really tender scene in the Witcher books where Dandelion/Jaskier gets moderately badly hurt and at first Geralt is like "ugh why do you complain so much that's literally nothing you're not going to die" but then he notices that Dandelion isn't just being his usual dramatic self he's actually genuinely scared. And Geralt stops and realises that Dandelion has never really been hurt before and Geralt only vaguely remembers what that's even like but he has such empathy for Dandelion in that moment and his whole demeanor changes from irritated to comforting and reassuring Dandelion that he's going to be just fine and in fact the scar will only add to his handsome adventure poet aesthetic and he does calm Dandelion down and make him feel safe.
And I thought, on the one hand, the show would never (very sad I wish it would) but on the other more important hand, what a lovely scene to include for your badass world-hardened protagonist. Geralt has been in so many fights he can't even remember what it's like to be anything other than irritated at a moderate wound but as soon as he realises his friend is Going Through It he is compassionate and says all the right things
Anyway Book Geralt is my favourite Geralt
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havenoffandoms · 21 days ago
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AI industry groups are urging an appeals court to block what they say is the largest copyright class action ever certified. They’ve warned that a single lawsuit raised by three authors over Anthropic’s AI training now threatens to “financially ruin” the entire AI industry if up to 7 million claimants end up joining the litigation and forcing a settlement.
well…darn
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havenoffandoms · 22 days ago
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If you're interested, this is a small excerpt from my fanfiction about Eskel and Ciri.
They found some dry kindling under the roof overhang and built a small but blazing fire in the corner where the stone walls still held the day's warmth. Flames danced, casting flickering shadows on the peeling plaster and their faces. Ciri threw off her wet cloak and stretched her chilled hands towards the heat with relish. Eskel sat opposite her, hunched over, mending a torn buckle on his sword belt. The fire illuminated every wrinkle around his eyes, every scar – a testament to centuries of hunting. He polished the metal with a piece of stone, his movements precise, practiced. The firelight played on his cheekbones, accentuating them, softening the usually hard line of his lips. He wasn't handsome in the conventional sense. But he was... real. Like a rock in a raging sea. Like Kaer Morhen in a blizzard. In his silent endurance, in the concentration of his movements, there was an incredible, austere harmony.
Ciri watched him. Watched how the flame's light gilded his hair, how shadows fell into the hollow of his collarbone visible at his unbuttoned shirt collar. The smell of smoke, damp wool, and old leather mingled with his scent – the dust of roads, the herbs of potions, something subtly metallic and familiar. A Witcher. Her world. Her only refuge. A sudden wave of something warm, sharp, and inexplicable washed over her, sweeping away the fatigue and fear. It was stronger than reason, stronger than the memory of the past, stronger than the fear of the future. Just a desire to touch that solidity, that silent understanding, that man who was part of the last island of her home.She didn't think. Instinct acted, pure and untamed, like her Surge. She stood up. Took two steps across the crackling embers of the fire. Eskel raised his head, one eyebrow lifting questioningly. His yellow cat-eyes widened, reflecting the leaping tongues of flame, as she knelt before him. Ciri placed her palms on his chest, feeling the hard muscles and the steady, calm beat of his heart beneath the thin fabric of his shirt. Then she leaned in and kissed him.It wasn't a passionate assault. It was a questioning, almost hesitant touch – lips slightly chapped by the wind brushing against his compressed, unexpectedly soft lips. The scent of the fire, the road, and something deep, woody, that was him, filled her consciousness. She expected rejection, a sharp movement, silent reproach. But something else happened.He froze for an instant, like a stone statue caught in a sudden ray of sun. Then his hand – large, calloused, accustomed to gripping a sword hilt – slowly rose and settled on the back of her neck, fingers tangling in her ash-blond hair. He didn't push her away. He pulled her closer. His lips responded – first with the same cautious hesitation, as if touching something fragile and incredibly precious. Then they answered deeper, more confidently. There was nothing in this kiss of the experienced lover or the passionate youth. There was depth. The depth of years, the depth of understanding, the depth of loneliness that suddenly, for a moment, ceased to be unbearable. The depth of recognizing in her not the Lion Cub of Cintra, not the Elder Blood, but simply Ciri. A woman. A Witcheress. His.
I love your writing style 😍 this was so lovely! The dynamic is very well fleshed out in such a small excerpt. Definitely makes me want to read the rest 😊
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havenoffandoms · 25 days ago
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sticker design for pride this year! 💞🏳️‍⚧️
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havenoffandoms · 1 month ago
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Hey. I think I hate you.
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havenoffandoms · 1 month ago
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hey guys just here to say that the new online safety act in the uk has blocked the suicide hotline
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this is extremely problematic for very obvious reasons and i have no idea what the fuck this country is fucking coming to
childline has also been restricted
if you're a uk citizen and still haven't signed the petition please do so
even if you're not a uk citizen please reblog to spread the word !!!!!
this isn't safety, it's censorship
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havenoffandoms · 1 month ago
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I've recovered enough from the emotional crisis to now YELL about how FUCKING SICK some of the Kaer Morhen battle scenes were -
Lambert and Geralt fighting back to back, absolutely SEAMLESS like they were part of a paired dance. Beautiful. Gorgeous. That was like sex to me. And the protective Quen shield Lambert put up to protect the both of them at the last second?? Multiple chefs kisses to both of the chefs
Letho and his completely immovable force of will. He would've one-on-one'd Imlerith without a moment's hesitation, just to get bragging rights
Zoltan from the top ropes with the steel chair!!!! Cheering like I was at a sports event as he dive bombed a bitch off the ramparts
The Sorceresses!!! Yennefer absolutely carrying for the majority of the battle with that protective dome, Triss and her fucking insane flaming tactical nukes raining down, KEIRA MY WIFE MY BELOVED saving Lambert 😭 and throwing arcane haymakers the entire fight
ESKEL. ESKEL WHO ACTUALLY 1V1'D IMLERITH. ESKEL MY FUCKING BELOVED. that fight. was so fucking sexy oh. My god. I don't think I actually have words for how beautifully competent that man is and how satisfying it was to see him hold his own for so long
And of course Vesemir the entire fucking end scene. How could that bravery go unremarked.
What an incredible quest. It was everything I hoped for (and got far too anxious about), and more ❤️
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havenoffandoms · 1 month ago
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havenoffandoms · 1 month ago
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havenoffandoms · 1 month ago
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I've rarely seen a more validating sentence in my entire life.
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havenoffandoms · 1 month ago
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working with little kids is so dangerous. you get one kid who has a unique way of speaking & then spend the rest of your life with an internal monologue like “me’s go bathroom?”
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havenoffandoms · 1 month ago
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being so staunchly anti generative ai while everyone around you is "i used chatgpt" and "i asked grok" and google search is useless and every company is implementing ai and every single celeb is taking ai money and partnering with ai is like... it's so jarring. why can't you see the harm like i can? why are you so lazy? why are we making society this stupid? can we please stop? it's killing people does that not matter to you?
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havenoffandoms · 1 month ago
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how to trick writers into giving you more fanfic to read
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