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Am I okay? Not really. This fic has been a labour of love for almost a year. I never thought I could write anything so long.
But in no way would it have been nearly as fun as it had been without so many of you supporting and encouraging me. So beneath the fold I have some thanks to give out.
Please be kind - my memory in general is not stellar, especially for names (yet another trait I've projected onto Dawes). Just know that if you ever reblogged my CQ updates or expressed your love for Dawes, my gratitude is deep and boundless.
My fiance @northyme, for putting up with my ranting and raving and helping me work through plot snarls. For reading the smut and giving their seal of approval. My pickle :)
@svalbird - for not even going here yet reading a big chunk of chapters, then actually playing Veilguard and joining the fandom. My whump buddy, my angst pal. I know you have my back when it's time to blend those blorbos
@d7kyoshi - My longfic pal, my brother-in-rooklace-arms. Many thanks for letting me bounce ideas off you and for keeping the hype train for dwarves and rooklace and yuri going (everyone read Taller Than Titans NOW!)
@epiphany-jones - for being an endless well of kind words and an all over inspiration, for always picking up what I'm putting down, for GETTING Dawes and cheering him on and also hunting him for sport. He needs both for proper enrichment
@himluv - for cheering in the tags and comments and being a huge supporter and Hardawes fan from the start, for the inspiration to even write about Hardawes in the first place after I read Say My Name (say it twice)!
@tkwritesdumbassassins - for your in depth comments and picking up on parallels and little breadcrumbs I placed throughout the fic, for being a great worldbuilding wall to bounce ideas off, and just a really positive influence
@cute-ellyna - for reblogging every update with hearts and kind words. It always helped and always put a smile on my face!
@falonwithbenefits - so much hype and encouragement and so many kind words!
@in-the-drowning-deep - So much blorbo brainstorming and rooklace and sharing songs!! My fellow Mercar!
The Lighthouse Creative Hub crew for the constant encouragement, for spinning off ideas, and for loving Hardawes as much as I do!!
There are so many more here on tumblr who I see in my notes constantly like @shoutyelf and @frostbittensun and @thedas-finest and @mythals-whore and @corinnesin and @imrowanartist and @blackwall-my-tiny-husband and @davrinsleftpectoral and @shadowknight19kay and @bronzieinthedas and so many more but my brain is an unmended net and everything is slipping out!
240k words are a heck of a lot. Before this, the most I had written in one piece of work had been just over 100k for a YA novel I had vague dreams of publishing, but that was before covid and burnout and everything. Writing fic brought back my love for writing, big time.
This isn't the end of Dawes and Harding's story. The sequel does not have a name yet, but it has its beats. In the meantime I have a Hardawes smut oneshot in the works, and of course, Let These Ruined Palms Be Your Chantry is going to get some much needed love. I will also be working on Bloodletting, a Merrill x Bellara postcanon fic. :)
Until then, enjoy this illustration I made some time ago with Dawes and Harding in their epilogue, picking daisies and recovering from saving the world.
From Ready Now - Dodie:
You saw through me all this time
I'd forgotten people are kind
I was hurting and you knew
So you showed me what to do
You said "I will listen, tell it all
When you're finished we'll talk more"
But I didn't know how, so we took it in turns
To my surprise we found my words
Send 💕 (or “hearts!” if the symbol doesn’t show up) and I’ll fill out the following for our muses:
Have we discussed shipping before?: yes || no
My interest level overall: I’ve wanted this for so long || can’t wait || I think it’ll be fun || kinda feeling it || maybe with a lot of plotting || I need to think about it || not interested, sorry
How we should do this: jump right in || slow burn || pre-established || build up to it in a thread || anything goes
Dynamics I want to try out with our ship: friends to lovers || rivals to lovers || enemies to lovers || mutual pining || battle couple || childhood friends || high school sweethearts || star crossed lovers || long time lovers || old married couple || newlyweds || sickeningly sweet couple || secret lovers || fake dating/marriage || best friends hiding their feelings || arranged marriage || soulmates || other
it was fun figuring out how to draw them~ if you're wondering where davrin is, i drew him elsewhere dw!
excited to try out their romance routes, currently on emmrich w/ another rook of mine YIPPIIIII!!! what's ur favorite companion route? tell me if you'd like :3
Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse!
My muse(s):
Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse
Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other
Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship
Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other
I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other
Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!
I think it's a rot kinda day. I started the day with motivation then after doing 3 things around the house (including making breakfast) it absolutely tanked. Around to yap on DM or discord if anyone wants.
Writing headcanons: when in a hurry or jotting down notes to herself it's very much a cursive scrawl. When she's writing letters or in her scrapbook, she writes in neat print.
"Their banter in Jaws of Hakkon is so good. Scout and nerdy professor exploring abandoned ruins together? Yes please."
"Professor Kenric is obviously impressed with Lace as a scout and also takes her seriously academically when she makes conjectures despite her likely having not much experience in research. He also just seems like slightly nervous in a crush kinda way about her. Lace seems to get along with him really well and will do some friendly ribbing with him in a way that shows she’s comfortable with him. I like to think Emmrich reminds her of Kenric and that’s part of the reason she’s so fond of him right off the bat. Maybe after meeting Emmrich she sent a letter to Kenric for the first time in awhile"
vs. Anora/Briala
"they’d actually respect what the other brings to the table. anora spent five years being the one really running ferelden while cailan got to be king, and briala spent years at celene’s side as handmaid, lover, and spymaster, using that position to push through better conditions for elves. so the dynamic writes itself for me a little. these are two women who know what it’s like to do the real work while someone else gets framed as the centre of the story. i can very easily buy the attraction in that - briala with someone who’d immediately understand the value of her network and her brain, anora with someone who’s just as politically dangerous as she is."
He gives a faint, dry chuckle, though it's lacking in any real humour.
"You don't have to lie to me, you know," he replies softly. "You can't tell me you weren't at least a little worried. I'm not even sure how I made it back here. I must've looked like hell, if these bandages are anything to go by."
He still looked like hell, and didn't sound much better. Even in the low light, she'd be able to tell he was almost unnaturally pale, and his eyes were heavy with exhaustion.
He sighs, gently, at the question of how he was feeling.
"Honestly? Like I've been run over by a herd of druffalo. Twice," he admits. "I'm more aware of every bone in my body than anyone should ever be."
He nods slightly. "I could do with something warm."
There was a pause as she disappeared into her tent to acquire the tea, returning a moment later. "Are you sure you weren't run over by a herd of druffalo?" She asked, busying herself with heating the water. "I haven't seen any around here, but I suppose I could be wrong." Not that she ever was. Not about scouting reports.
Lace stared at the water, as if it would boil faster if she did. She really, really didn't want to admit how worried he had her. And the rest of them for that matter. Although maybe then he'd think twice before wandering off on his own, who knew.
"What happened?" She asked, her voice softening. She hadn't been privy to any of the details, and on second thought maybe it wasn't her place to ask. "If you don't want to talk about it that's fine, I just- you were off on your own, then came back half dead."