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Hi! Love your fics, wondering how you feel about podfics of your work? Are you open to that? I'd love to record some of your Dragon Age fics.
Ahhhh, yes, absolutely! This is so incredibly kind even to ask. Yes, I'm totally okay with podfic and the like; I'd love to see it when you're finished as well, if you don't mind dropping a link. Thank you so much for even thinking of me! ❤️
Who said mentally ill ppl can't love each other 😂👎
Me after the last chapter of Chains of Light and Shadow:
What a great fic if you haven’t read it yet. It really turns classic characterizations inside out. And I love how every single voice is so nuanced and layered. It really lends to the idea that these immortals, having lived and experienced and created and annihilated have such intricate and complex philosophies. And those philosophies are so unique to their perspectives. Its a testament to the author that I often reread the whole fic after each new chapter. What a gift! Both @iconicament3’s talent and this masterpiece they have shared with us.
we get nuckhead covering the calder cup finals babyyyy
@fellandfeathers || sent a reaction meme! || accepting!
send “no, you don’t get to die” for my injured muse to react to yours saying this while they’re bleeding.
dean can taste the blood trickling down the side of his chin from the corner of his lips. it coats his tongue and the inside of his mouth in a coppery, rust flavor so rich that he can smell it inside and outside from where it's caked on his nostrils. he spits some out. not caring that it lands wherever. his hand's covering a damn rip across his side. a dull blade always fucking hurts so much worse than a sharp one. tears you up bad, too. all that strength it takes to punch it in. let alone how that asshole made sure to twist it on it's way out.
demons. this one had a vendetta. he pissed it off real good.
what he wasn't expecting was two more crawling up from behind. sneaky dicks. had him near the end of the damn long fight when he was winning. couple more seconds, he coulda sent that thing to hell. or whatever else sorta place ended up swallowing it whole. he didn't give a shit as long as it was dead.
yeah that was minutes ago. now? he's slumped against a wall. bleeding dizzy and lightheaded with a broken leg he hasn't let his brain recognize, his insides feel all sorta messed up (they are..he can't breathe right and he's choking more times than his lungs appreciate) and he can't move. panic comes and goes. has him reaching for a phone that isn't there. his eyes close. he forces them open. it's a losing battle and they're shut again by the time he feels the pain start to fade.. not a good damn sign, he tells himself. wake up! but the effort feels way more than the payout. that's bullshit. get up?!
'no, you don't get to die..' an unfamiliar voice draws eyes half-lidded.
"..or what?" is all he manages before a soft grunt cuts him off. he's lifted off the ground. out of the pool of crimson and dark red. he feels pale hair against his cheek before the world goes warm, golden and then black.
31 & 33
31. what kind of music keeps me grounded: some hard electronic/techno because it also lifts my spirits, grounding because it makes me want to dance :)
33. the last adventure ive been on: my journey home. if i died today i would die happy because i would think, "didnt i have a great and exciting time!". happiest occurance!