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WIP Wednesday Again?

Already did this once but @trash-nerd and @wukodork tagged me again so

Finch and Feathers for Bellara Week right now. Platonic Bellara and Spite!

okay but for real - Spite is a goofy little guy - I want fics that emphasize that while also showing that being a goofy little guy doesn't take away from his real issues

like yes is he being goofy and acting like a cat? yes but also if I was a spirit with absolutely not understanding of social behaviors - I too would want to act like a cat. On demand cuddles? Sign me up.

But also while all of that is going on having a real conversation about an important need - to be seen and validated as a full member of the relationship?

Heart breaking I can't wait

WIP Wednesday Part 2

I was tagged by three people and couldn't decide what I liked best so @trash-nerd @wukodork @skullypettibone Congrats you get double results

Here's a sneak preview for Day 3 of Bellara Week - This is for Day 3 Grief/Comfort; a Belcanis fic focused around bonding about shitty siblings

Bellara carefully replaced the quartz crystals, pulling the calipers off. She’d been meticulous, shaving down the side of one crystal at a time.  “Confirmed thickness of 0.2um,” Cyrian said, his quill scratching against the rough paper.  “Confirmed with three separate measurements.” Bellara nodded as she slid the quartz into place.  “Confirmed measurements, standard deviation below acceptability threshold,” Cyrian confirmed. “Proceed to turn on device?” Bellara’s fingers itched next to the switch. This was the only missing circuit to connect the power source. “Proceed,” Cyrian affirmed. Bellara could see her brother prepared and ready, his quill still in the ink well but ready to scrap off the excess liquid and start taking furious notes. They may have to go back over later, fill in the gaps where there were only indentations left on the page, the ink having run dry. But his notes would be enough to move forward.  Bellara flipped the switch.  “It worked! It worked! It worked!” Bellara could barely stop herself from screaming. The room lit up in a colorful haze, rainbows dancing harmlessly off the walls.  This experiment was simple; the tool was intended only as a device to calm babies to sleep. But the methodology was important. Elven devices used power crystals and conduits to focus solar and lunar energy into more intense forms that could capture magic.  If they could fix the crystals or create working duplicates with glass, they had a pathway to restoring elven devices.

@datvcompanionweeks I think you said to tag you in WIPs for Bellara week?

WIP Wednesday

Here's a little snippet of the next Grey Warden Illario AU with special guest start Snowball (the all white adolescent griffon)

What the fuck was the stupid albino doing now? Illario watched as the griffon pawed at the surface of the water, its talons extended just above the water’s surface, never fully touching the water. Its back arched, the hair along its spine starting to rise. Was it hissing?  A murky haze of white reflected on the lake’s surface. Was it afraid of its own reflection? The little griffon’s wings were extended, splayed out to make itself as big as possible, some kind of defense against the enemy in the lake. Unfortunately, that seemed to have the opposite effect as the imaginary opponent also got big. Like a frenzied snowflake, the griffon batted at the surface of the water, sending ripples across it before it jumped back away from the edge of the lake. The poor thing was so stupid.  Not Illario’s problem. 
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when people like your OCs it is truly one of the best feelings ever. but when they also UNDERSTAND your OCs??? When they say or do something that just makes you go "oh they get it." UNBEATABLE.

Im beyond honored :3

But also I'm only so mildly obsessed with your OCs (like so much)

I'm obsessed with your OC 👀

What no this isn't how that works (I'm beyond excited because any time you spit ball about Mina my whole brain breaks how do you know these things)

I respect an "I can fix him" villainfucker 50x more than a "he didn't do anything wrong, he's just misunderstood!" villainfucker. like yeah they both get the cute domestic happily ever after, but man the first guy has depth they have nuance and most importantly they are actually aware they're a villainfucker

but the guy i respect MOST is the unapologetic villainfucker. "yeah he did that shit and it was sexy" fuckers. "was the wanton murder fun babe it looked fun" fuckers. these guys know where it's at

it's called lady macbething someone, I'd grab you the college humor video but I think it's paywalled.

I found it

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when people like your OCs it is truly one of the best feelings ever. but when they also UNDERSTAND your OCs??? When they say or do something that just makes you go "oh they get it." UNBEATABLE.

Im beyond honored :3

But also I'm only so mildly obsessed with your OCs (like so much)

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My intentions to talk about the qunari in DATV have taken me down a rabbit whole into talking about the qunari in all of DA so I apologize but it will in fact be an even longer post and take even longer to get out whoops

OKAY SO this has been sitting in my drafts for Several days but

"The appeal of Solas is that he thinks YOU are the most specialest girl alive"

The thing about this that's so interesting to me as a storytelling tool is that the whole point of the Solavellan's "not like other girls" romance is that Lavellan is exactly like other girls. She's not a deity (gross), she's not a spirit (weird), she's just a particularly unlucky lady who keeps stumbling into different versions of the Progressively Worse Case Scenario.

But Solas has to believe in his heart that she is in fact, the Most Specialest Girl Alive, because if she isn't special, and all girls are like her at least a little bit, then they have thoughts and feelings and memories and lives that would be on his conscience if he were to, you know, nuke everything and start over.

And starting over would mean there would actually be no girls like Lavellan, ever again.

Idk, maybe that's the sauce? Making it a load bearing neurosis to think your girlfriend is The One (the only one)?

I wish I could figure him out bestie, he is a fucking enigma to me

I've said it before but the Solavellans who eat this shit up, and the Gale-girlies who fall for the "God Route is the Good Route” are an overlapping circle.

Love Find Your Brutal Way To Me

Chapter 8: The injury of finally knowing you

The choice to save Treviso leaves a deep scar on Minrathous but opens up old ones Mina has tried to keep buried. Lucanis picks them open even more.

Newest update on my long slow burn (extremely slow burn) Spite x Rook x Lucanis fic.

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