#nug-juggler

[beaubartley]

Happy DA Day!

Am I finishing off 2020 with a taint joke? You bet I am.

This was made as an early birthday present for @nug-juggler, who fuels all my bethistair feels.

BIRTHDAY BETHANY BONUS:

[wizardofozymandias]

First Line Game

List the first line of your last 20 stories on AO3! If you have less than that, just list them all. Thanks for tagging me, @nug-juggler! I’m tagging @blarfkey, @noire-pandora, and @cartadwarfwithaheartofgold

I currently have eight stories on AO3, so here are the first lines. 

The Cult of Fen’Harel: It was Dorian who initially suggested the pilgrimage to Ellana.

Of Mages and Moon Men:  Once the Inquisition had gotten settled in their new base at Skyhold, Solas finally felt ready to start his research in earnest.

The Witch’s Little Goose:  Kieran was excited for his mother when the news came that she had been chosen as Arcane Advisor to the Empress of Orlais.

Daisy’s Garden:  The summer she turned eleven, the other children in Clan Sabrae found Merrill planting flowers next to her aravel.

Three Prayers to Fen’Harel:  Prayers to Fen’Harel were rare, offered sometimes in the dark winters when survival seemed unthinkable, when frightened petitioners uttered pleas to any deity who might be listening.

The Pickpocket’s Courtship:  “Here’s your rock back,” came a cheerful voice from beside Velanna.

Seamstress, Shepherd, Scout, Spy:  “Is there anything you can’t do?” Bram asked Scout Harding one afternoon, about three weeks after the Inquisition had arrived in the Frostback Basin.

Red Jenny’s Spectacular Birthday Surprise: “No peeking!” Dagna insisted.  

[hollyand-writes]

An assumption based on fanfic: you are the middle child.

Hey nug-juggler! Thanks for the ask 😄  FUNNY YOU SHOULD SAY THAT because while I’m actually an admittedly neglected LMAO elder child, I’ve been told by people in real life that I give off massive middle-child energy so it’s very interesting that that extends to my fanfics (and probably my online persona?) as well 😂 

Thanks so much for sending this in! This was fun 💙

Ask game: Give me an extremely specific assumption you have about me based off of my fanfic

[hawkeish]

Happy Friday (and WHAT a happy Friday. Wardens with hot voices? A new qunari wife for us to love and support? GUNS? da4 better deliver, I swear to God)

It’s that time of the week again - lets rec some fics! Here’s a few I’ve loved recently:

- Night Shift by ghostbunny (@pinkfadespirit​). A modern DA2 AU with Fenris as a vampire, Marian Hawke as a vampire hunter, a fucking FANTASTIC Garrett and a lot of messy, slow-burn feelings. Really fun and REALLY well-written.

- Take A Chant on Me by ViscariaFields (@nug-juggler​) is the Mamma Mia! DA2 crackfic that I didn’t know I needed, but I needed. It’s art. It’s beautiful. I’ve looked at it for five hours now. There is nothing more I can say.

- what not to expect when you’re expecting by asexuelf is a very sweet Fenrill  (a.k.a. the rarepair I now love) fic about a very pregnant Merrill and a very anxious (but very happy) Fenris. Oh, and cats. It’s very sweet. Did I mention it’s sweet?

- A Little Different by @fine-tevinter-wines​ is a lovely series of vignettes about a Hawke whose origins are, as the title suggests, a little different. Beautifully written, with a lot of Hawke family feels.

And because I’m really cheeky, have my first completed fic, this is how the light gets in - a handers two-shot involving a Marian Hawke who really doesn’t enjoy feelings, a very sweet Anders and a breakfast date with a delicious side-helping of angst.

Go check them out if you fancy (and don’t forget to throw some comments/kudos their way if you’re a fan). Happy reading!

[sarsaparillia]

wip whenever

@fandomn00blr​ and @nug-juggler​ tagged me in the last couple of days because they’re both lovely human beings. but i, being a goblin, do not comprehend the linear passage of time anymore. so here, have a tiny sliver of the next part of between the shadow and the soul. thus, you’re all tagged. yes, all of you. that includes you, @swingsdown​, i know you’re out there!

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Merrill sticks her tongue out at him.

This is entirely immature of her, and the Keeper would scold her for it, but it makes her feel very much better.

And it makes Fenris laugh, too.

“You are impossible, witch,” he says, still laughing, low and quiet and somehow—private, not quite at her but not quite with her, either. There’s a difference that Merrill well knows, and this isn’t the unkind sort of laughter. Fenris only shakes his head, still chewing on his amusement.

Sadness slides down her throat, though Merrill couldn’t say why. She leaves the tea on the table to steam thinly.

“I don’t think I am,” Merrill says, around the lump. “Not anymore, anyway?”

Fenris pauses, and he looks at her out of the corner of his eye. The stillness of the morning is broken only by Iseth’s babbling, and it isn’t enough to distract either of them from the odd intensity in his gaze.

“No,” says Fenris, quietly, so quietly. “Perhaps you are not.”

[maythedreadwolftakeyou]

Hawke hurt/comfort =D

this is from this WIP fic meme/writing game :)

lol so that fic was from a prompt about Hawke living in Skyhold during the events of Inquisition. The idea was that an emotionally/mentally struggling Hawke was holding things together for appearances sake/to maintain the idea that they’re a symbol of hope despite being on the prink of falling apart, but some members of the Inquisition might notice/realize and help comfort them when needed.

I’m sorry, she whispers. But she isn’t in the Free Marches anymore; a sea and too many years separate her from those she was too late to save, and who will never hear the apology. Now, the nobles within Skyhold bow and titter to each other as she passes them in the great echoing halls; their sight of the fabled Champion just another gem to adorn themselves with as they boast among themselves of their visit to the Inquisition. She only nods in reply, tight-lipped. She does not tell them that on her tongue the lie of a title tastes like nothing more than bitter ash.

I write my own Hawke as dealing with a variety of mental illnesses/PTSD and so promptly wrote a bunch of angst for this fill, and then when it came time to put the actual comfort in, instead I skipped off to another story instead to keep writing more pain. Whoops!

[rpgwrites]

@nug-juggler asked 4 words for WIP Wednesday. Speed, ginger, help, down. Thank you so much for asking!!

I didn’t find speed and ginger in my WIPs

Help

“So come with us,” she suggested. “You’ve done this before. You can help us.”

“Ellana,” it was the most serious Marsilia was in this conversation, “The fact that I know this tells me it’s not very secretive.” Ellana frowned at her words. “Besides,” Marsilia continues, “If I’m caught escaping again I’ll be put to tranquil.”

Down

Clarice knocked Ellana out before she could've gotten herself killed. And her fellow Templars' reactions were uncalled for. It was strange.They sounded if they wanted to cut her down.

Feel free to ask me

[wizardofozymandias]

Heads Up 7 Up

Thanks for tagging me, @nug-juggler and @luzial.

Challenge: Post the last 7 sentences I wrote and tag 7 people.

I haven’t been writing a whole lot lately, as I’m trying to figure out my newly rearranged work schedule. But here’s the last coherent thing I wrote. No title for this yet, and it might not go very far. But it might turn into a Solrian modern AU. In a world where D&D and MTG exist in Thedas.

The Witch of the Wilds gaming shop was several blocks from the university, and Solas always enjoyed the quiet walk. The only issue was the risk of being recognized by someone who knew him. But he had been going there for almost two years and no one had noticed his habit yet.

Friday Night Magic was always a good time. While Solas had his own private reasons for disliking D&D, Magic was just the type of game that appealed to him. There were so many ways to strategize, to build a deck, to lure your opponent into a carefully constructed trap.

It was Solas’s great passion and his greatest secret.

Tagging: @blarfkey, @noire-pandora,  @brightoncemore, @midnightprelude, @cartadwarfwithaheartofgold, @myrddinderwydd, @queenaeducan. Let me know if you’d rather not be tagged again, please.