#zendelay

[gurkenmusik]

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Gutes Fernsehprogramm #tv #zendelay #noise #soundart #krrch https://www.instagram.com/p/CSCNjjtDQ7V/?utm_medium=tumblr

[liquidskyberlin]

#ninjatune #zendelay #stompbox #fx #pedal #prototype #gearporn #berlin (hier: Liquid Sky Berlin - #lsb02)

[drmotte]

🔴 Unboxing my new monophonic Synthesizer & new Zen Delay by @ericasynths 🔴 —- — - #drmotte #techno #berlin #unboxing #ericasynths #bassline #zendelay #delay #synthesizer #gearporn #sequencer #studio (hier: Berlin, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/CMFG_NEAG0Y/?igshid=11rsdqx6qo4xu

[alexsoulintent]

the Zen Tube #zendelay #musicproduction #musicproductions #musicproducer #analoguevibes #studigear (at London, United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/CDeSO4OpANS/?igshid=rdu6u7yrz1u7

[dragonageficrecs]

Varric/Hawke fic recs

Overall, the main appeal for Varric/Hawke fics lie in how they give time for Varric to shine as a character. Asterisks are the ones I've re-read.

WC <10k

A Reel for Fools* by damalur. Pining, Fake/Pretend Relationship. People ask Varric if he remembers when he first met the Champion. His answer surprises Hawke.

Knight of Roses* by disasterhawke. Sharp, incisive writing with a Hawke you can believe will survive anything through sheer determination alone. One of the first fics I read for this pairing.

The Other Story Varric Will Never Tell by Zendelai. A good friends-to-lovers / feelings realization fic.

The Story Where I Love You by Solshine. Hawke and Varric are so emotionally constipated.

Fundamental Forces (or, Root Causes) by orphan_account. aka the turnip fic.

Finally by nerdsherpa.

WC 10-25k

Your Last serving Daughter by damalur. Be prepared for your heart to be ripped out. I kind of hate that I read this fic, it's that sad.

Emotionally Magnificent* by damalur. Hawke stays in a city she hates. Because Varric. Post DAI.

rare is this love, keep it covered by Bookish_Moose. So many tropes in one fic.

now I'm found again by royalwisteria. DAI spoilers (you know, that quest, that choice). Varric is very sad in this one.

WC 25-50k

Greatly Approved* by damalur. Pining, slow burn, peppered with humor. Separate fic rec post here. damalur writes this pair so well.

The words I'm leaving out* by Solshine. Fake/Pretend Relationship, mutual pining, oblivious hawke, unreliable narrator. This fic also has a three-dimensional Bianca. The fic has great plotting and dwarven politics.

EDIT: Sorry I just stumbled across this post on tumblr about Varric' role in DA2 (Source: this interview with David Gaider)

And it made me want to scream into a pillow. The potential!

Some more discourse on why Varric wasn't romanceable in DA2.

[thievinghippo]

S and T because they’re my favorite letters :3 (for the alphabet ask)

STAR TREK! I’ve been watching Star Trek for 30 years, since The Next Generation came out. My favorite series, I would have to say, is Deep Space Nine. Favorite character is Data. I’m even a dork who loves the books. There have been some really great Star Trek books. Once Discovery is out, I’m really looking forward to watching the series. Because there is never enough Star Trek. 

@zendelai also asked for the letter T. 

Trees. A simple one, I know. But I love trees. Especially love trees in autumn, when the leaves are changing. One of the reasons I choose to drive out to the east coast two weeks ago was because I knew it would be a beautiful drive!

[tarysande]

I've been thinking a lot lately about Kiara Hawke & Sebastian (because I love them so dearly). Could you tell me about a time Kiara caught Sebastian in a very Seb-like act of selflessness?

<3 (And happy birthday!!)

#

Hawke did a double-take when she saw the dark-cloaked stranger skulking from shadow to shadow away from the Chantry. She knew Sebastian Vael’s gait as well as she knew Fenris’ stalk or Isabela’s swagger or the way Varric’s left knee irritated him in the rain, and even though the cloak and the skulking were all wrong, she’d have bet a purse full of sovereigns the stranger was Sebastian. Something about the width of the shoulders beneath the cloak, perhaps. Or the color of the skin of the hand holding the cloak closed at his throat. Something about the fluidity of the progress across the square. Wrong, but right at the same time. 

She squinted. Sebastian usually walked with his head up and his shoulders back. Even when he was on the Chantry’s business, he never quite lost the carriage that indicated Prince before Priest even registered. Moving into shadows of her own--she was far more accomplished a skulker than he, after all--she watched the hem of the cloak brush the white stones and followed it.

The squint became an outright frown when the stranger--no, Sebastian; she was certain it was Sebastian--entered the Blooming Rose without even a moment’s hesitation, pushing the door back and slipping through it swiftly. She hesitated just long enough that she had to open the door herself instead of catching it as it swung closed. She nearly lost him; more than one dark cloak hung from more than one set of shoulders in the Rose’s common room. 

The one she was following, though, had unerringly headed for the stairs and was already halfway up the steps. She was close enough to see the hand on the bannister; close enough to know whose hand it was. 

She had no bloody idea what he was doing at the Rose, though. Every time he mentioned his intriguingly sordid past (not often enough, as Isabela was always the first to point out), he spoke decidedly in the past tense. 

Not that she noticed. Not that she thought about it at all. Not that it kept her up nights, wondering just how sordid that past was.

Not that she had, in moments of incredible weakness, thought Isabela, bemoaning not knowing him then, had the right of it.

Not that she was at all jealous of whomever brought him to the Blooming Rose, dark-cloaked and skulking.

For a moment, just a moment, she almost denied her curiosity and turned around again. She thought about it. For one really long moment. But her traitorous feet were already moving toward the stairs, and her traitorous eyes were already following the swish of the black cloak as it entered a room.

And left the door open, as if he didn’t care who walked in after him.

Didn’t care who saw what.

(She really wanted to see what. She just didn’t want to see his what with some other woman. Because of his vows. She respected those vows, didn’t she? She’d certainly told him she did. She had to believe that she did.)

Her cheeks heated.

She lingered at the door, trying to look nonchalant and listening as hard as she could. 

“The same as last time, ser?” said a delicate female voice. Hawke hated that voice. 

Especially when Sebastian replied, “Please. See that it’s well-spent.”

For all the cloak-and-skulking, Sebastian did nothing to change the tenor of his voice; his brogue was instantly recognizable. Hawke’s stomach twisted, then flipped, then took up residence somewhere near her biggest toe. She pushed away from the wall, not self-destructive enough to remain listening to whatever well-spent meant to Sebastian, and moved to cross back toward the stairs when Sebastian, still in the cloak, hood still pulled up around his face, bumped hard into her.

“Pardon m--” he began, only to choke out, in a slightly--but noticeably--higher pitch than usual, “Hawke?” before the floor could open up and swallow her whole.

At least his cheeks flushed, too. Hers felt roughly as hot as the interior heart of a smith’s forge fire.

She reached for a joke, a jest, a laugh, but her, “Come here often then?” emerged sounding like an accusation instead.

He reached up and rubbed the back of his neck, blush deepening instead of ebbing. “Forgive me,” he said, brogue roughening. “I--if you’ve an appointment to keep--I do not wish to detain you--”

“If I have an appointment to keep?” she asked (squawked. She squawked). Her hand, against her will, gestured at the doorway he’d so recently walked through. “I don’t want to keep you from your appointment.”

He tilted his head and frowned. “I’ve finished.”

She blinked. “That fast?”

He blinked. “It takes no time at all, Hawke.”

If she’d been standing next to a fireplace, it could hardly have given off more heat than her cheeks. Maybe a Rage demon.

He shifted from one foot to the other. “Unless you disapprove?”

“It’s hardly my place to approve or disapprove.”

“I did say you needn’t pay me. The Chantry sees to my needs.”

She shook her head, mouth slightly agape.

He raised his eyebrows. “The coin? From the Wounded Coast?” He indicated the room. “Carina distributes it amongst those who cannot bring themselves to the Chantry for aid.”

“Carina does.”

The shift of his expression told her he was worried. She half expected his hand to rise to her forehead to check for fever. “She works here, aye, but knows many in Darktown who’d as soon run from my white armor as accept my aid. I only... I only wish to help as I may.”

“So you bring her coin.”

“Hawke, are you quite well?”

The smile that pulled at her lips was a genuine one, and doused some small bit of the ashamed heat in her cheeks. “Of course. Of course I am. Only foolish.”

His smile echoed hers. Faint, she thought, and just a little sheepish. “I suppose you thought me some thief. Hardly foolish to follow someone lurking in shadows.” His gaze caught hers and held it. “Please don’t think it shame. I thought it easier, to stay as... anonymous as I could. There are those who will accept no help if they believe it comes with strings. I wished to avoid that.”

“Of course you did.”

“Hawke?”

She laughed softly. “Walk me home? I’ve a glass of whiskey with my name on it, and I think there’s one for you, too.”

He inclined his head and offered his arm. She thought about accepting it, she did, but the impossibility of all that was and was not between them kept her hand still at her side.

When the cool air finally chilled the last of her blush, she asked, “Is it enough? I... you know I can help more, if you need it. If they need it.”

“They always need it.”

The next time she divvied the shares, she decided, she’d hand him her part, too.

[reyloficarchives]

MASTERLIST: CHRISTMAS

This master list features Reylo fics where the events happens in Christmas.

This master list will be part of a Holidays Master List we’re working on ( Summer, Christmas, Halloween…) , please let us know other tag holidays from other countries/cultures/religion you’d like to see featured eventually.

Please make sure to read the tags and summary before reading the fic. Some stories may feature subject matter which is not to everyone’s tastes or they could be a trigger.

Some of these fics may be incomplete and not updated in a while.

As with all masterlists, if you spot an error please DM us or if you find a story that fits but is not on this list, let us know by filling this form:https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FAIpQLSfwVSa55QcRu-cLPIlKAuW-medIhVjJhCJI75r3HIY19-JYPA/viewform?usp=sf_link

MC= Multi chapter; OS= One Shot.

Rating: Explicit (E), Mature (M), Teen And Up Audiences (T) , General Audiences (G), Not Rated (NR)

Please, if you’re exploring this list consider leaving kudos, or a comment to the authors. It makes a huge difference for them. Even if the fic hasn’t been updated in a while, consider to leave a message to know the authors you’re interested in their stories.

...You Would Even Say It Glows (E) (OS), NewerConstellations

A Comedy of Errors (E) (MC), Crysania

A Family Recipe (T) (MC), Ayearandaday

A Home For Christmas (E) (MC), Eskayrobot, Poaxath

a place to go (E) (MC), delia-pavorum (delia_pavorum)

After The Fall (E) (OS), KyloTrashForever

All I Want For Christmas (M) (MC), EllieCarina

All I want for Christmas is a Dad (T) (OS), AverageEpaulet

And You, Miss Johnson (E) (MC), faequeentitania

Blood and Water (E) (MC), ReyloTrashCompactor (NextToSomething), SouthSideStory

Burning the Midnight Oil (E) (MC), UnluckyMagician (Zendelai)

Cabin in the Woods (E) (MC), iliveinthemoon

Chasing Cars (E) (MC), Chibinator

Christmas Eve Will Find Me (Where the Lovelight Gleams) (T)(MC), Love_andbalance

Christmas in the Clink (T) (MC), dawninthemtn

Crash My Bandicoot (E) (MC), KyloTrashForever

Darling, Sweetheart (E) (OS), beccastanz

Deck the Halls (Not the Boss's Son) (E) (MC), Aimz777

Dreaming of a December Wedding (E) (MC), greywilde

First Knot (E) (MC), amybeegood

Home for the Holidays (T) (MC), LarirenShadow

How Much Can Kylo Ren Endure This Christmas? (M) (MC), reylology

If the Fates Allow (T) (MC), dawninthemtn

In the Bleak Midwinter Came a Rey of Light (M) (MC), Reylo_of_light

It Feels Like Christmas (G) (OS), juniorstarcatcher

Lonely Neighbor (What Am I To You?) (E) (OS), Melusine11

Merry (Fuzzy) and Bright (M) (MC), JaneNightwork

Mistle-Oh-No (E) (MC), KyloTrashForever

No Scrooge-ing! (M) (MC), 7cinnamonroses

Nutcracker: The Education of Little Miss Rey (E) (MC), cryforwhat, MFA101

O Holy Night (T) (MC), Bakubitch

Rey Gets Stuck (E) (MC), infinitegalaxies

Shade on a Sunny Street (E) (MC), tigbit

Sketches (E) (MC), P_Dunton

Snow Sparkles Like Stars (E) (MC), raptorginger

Spellbound (E) (MC), iliveinthemoon

Ten Lawyers Leaving (E) (MC), NewerConstellations

The Christmas Conundrum (T) (MC), Zoa

The Exchange (E) (OS), WaterlilyRose

The Perfect Gift (M) (OS), Celia_and

The Road Before Us (E) (MC), greywilde

This House Is Not A Home (Without You) (E) (MC), QueenoftheProcrastination

To Make Angels Weep (E) (MC), pleasereylo

Ugly Sweaters (T) (OS), OptimisticBeth

Until then we'll have to muddle through somehow (E) (OS), greyorchids

Unwrap Me (E) (MC), artiowritestrash, automatic_badgirl, bluetoast, BSib, CajunSpice714, DarkKnightDarkSide, fettuccine_alfreylo, here4thereylo, HouseDadam, JaliyahJade, Kyoren (Takodonna), P_Dunton, RogueCompanion, tmwillson3

warm foothills (E) (MC), watercomplex

Wild Love (E) (MC), iliveinthemoon

wrong place, right time (E) (MC), the-reylo-void (Anysia)

Yes, and… (E) (MC), slipgoingunder

your name (twine it with mine) (E) (MC), lachesisgrimm (olga_theodora)

[norton7]

I should be packing but poor Merry has been very stressed and is currently napping on me and I don’t have the heart to move her so I’m sitting here being nostalgic. I created this blog when I was in the process of packing to move into my last apartment in Huntsville. I had seen @pixelatrix reference tumblr in her fanfic and maybe @missmeggo929 too. They were the first people I followed on here. Then I started following @thisonelikesaliens, @lolawritesstuff, @zendelai, @tigerpika, @thievinghippo, @foofyschmoofer and more. I haven’t been as active on here since moving to Tucson, partly because of not having the ability to be on tumblr during the day for most of it and partly due to longer days just leaving me tired but I think of all of you even those I don’t interact with often. Who knew a love of Mass Effect (games borrowed from my best friend, Jared , during one of the lowest points I had been at that point in my life) would lead to me meeting so many amazing people.

Five and a half years into my time in Tucson I’m starting to feel like things may be starting to turn around. I’m working for a program manager I respect and consider a friend. I’m moving into a house with a garage and covered back patio and i have an amazing pup who provides a ton of comfort when I need it most.

[thatapostateboy]

1, 18, 36 for Gil/Scott?

 Thank you! (for this ask meme)

1. how did they first kiss?

Scott started working on the Tempest as an engineer, and thepair of them hit it off right away. It was only a matter of time before theykissed. There was a secret bet going around the ship about how long it wouldtake them. The rest of the crew was taking a few hours of shore leave on the Nexus,leaving Gil and Scott alone on the ship. Scott thought he was completely alone,and Gil catches him singing a love song rather loudly to himself, that he embarrassinglyfesses up he was singing about Gil then quickly kisses him. You can read ithere 

18. who uses all the hot water?

Scott, definitely. That boy loves long showers. They veryquickly end up showering together to preserve water. Not that either of them particularlymind.

36. typical date night? out or at home?

They try date nights at various outposts or the Nexus whenthey’re first dating; drinks, dinner, or just finding some nice place andadmiring the view. But they also enjoy the times when everyone else is on shoreleave and they can have the ship to themselves.

When they settle down on Meridian, there aren’t many placesto go on dates yet; there aren’t exactly an abundance of restaurants poppingup, so Sam babysits Dian and they have a romantic night in. Which starts withthem having a nice homecooked meal; candles, music. They watch a vid together,but before they can even think about fooling around or making it upstairs, theyboth fall asleep on the couch, too warm and comfortable to worry about it.

[liquidskyberlin]

ninja tune “zendelay”

prototype

[korrafitness]

Always love running across fellow lady lifters (esp who lift + game), thank you for spreading your knowledge and love of lifting and fitness with others!

Thansk friend!! Good gains to ya :))

[alexsoulintent]

🥰 #zendelay #ericsynths #musicgear #gearslutz #musicproducer (at Bromley, Bromley, United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/B_QT8TIpZWb/?igshid=xdmry7y0hro7

[dearophelia]

Ryder asks, 12 & 13?

13: already answered

12: Explain the way they feel about their squad mates, both initially and over the course of the story

Drack: a krogan could come in handy » if you insist on calling me “kid” then I’m gonna constantly refer to you as “grandpa” » the one she’d call to bail her out of jail

Vetra: it’s neat how you just invited yourself into my ship, but also I don’t know what I’m doing and you seem competent so welcome aboard » how in the world did you find real peanut butter for me, I love you » the one she’d call to break her out of jail

Cora: Dad’s second, nice hair » is there an upcoming test on asari philosophy I’m unaware of? also can you grow tomatoes in the bio lab? spinach? asking for a friend » I DON’T KNOW WHAT I’M DOING PLEASE HELP » trusted friend, confidante, advisor, and second-in-command

Peebee: uhm, hi? Get off me please? » you are immensely fun in a bar, kind of amazing we’re both allowed back into Vortex » the one she’d be in jail with

Liam: you, I like you, you can stay » I’m questioning your decision-making skills a little (starting with lugging a couch across dark space), but you’re determined about them and it’s really cute and I want to kiss you (whaaaat I didn’t say that) » boyfriend » one half of the loves of her life, the one she goes to when she needs a goofy vid and a laugh (though he also gives great hugs)

Jaal: pretty sure you’re here to spy on me » sweet - you are not here to spy on me, also you seem determined to keep my tiny self alive during a fight even when I make terrible life choices (which is Often), I appreciate that (also you’re cute? help? how do I discretely find out if kissing is a thing angara do?) » boyfriend » one half of the loves of her life, the one she goes to when she needs an all-encompassing giant hug (though he also has an unending supply of angaran memes)

[Ryder questions!]

[ao3feed--reylo]

Haunting Refrain

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by UnluckyMagician (Zendelai)

Rey thought she had done everything right.

Yet she had never felt so empty.

Words: 711, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Rey (Star Wars), Ben Solo | Kylo Ren

Relationships: Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Kylo Ren/Rey, Rey/Ben Solo

Additional Tags: Post-Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker, Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker Spoilers, Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker Fix-It

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2u0eDMl

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