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[therealmnemo]

seasaltsunset replied to your post “confession: i’m so into anders (and by extension fenhanders and...”

Chants: FEN.HAN.DERS. FEN.HAN.DERS.

YOU FEEL ME ON THIS? I KNOW YOU DO :P

stars-in-the-lake replied to your post“confession: i’m so into anders (and by extension fenhanders and...”

Nothing wrong with that ;)

Yeaaah, I know... but still. It’s kind of why I transitioned to the glowdads stories because of my need. /sigh. 

[luminiari]

Bweep

Ryleigh,

You’ve been known to leave anon hate in the past. You have lied to so many people on countless occasions that you’ve gained a reputation as a compulsive liar. The writing style is too close to your own, especially with regards to the attempted guilt trip and self-deprecation. You can’t even say who it was that supposedly informed you that your name was used in a tag!

Nothing you say carries any weight anymore, so honestly, even if by some amazing chance it wasn’t you, I still doubt your ability to simply ‘be an adult’ and move on. I will never believe you again.

Thank you, though, for tagging me, I guess? Just as well I track myself because of my mods.

In future, if you’re going to talk to me, or at me, you have my number. I’m ending this tumblr bullshit now. Ball’s in your court.

[therealmnemo]

seasaltsunset replied to your post “after putting my stuff on ff.net: with the exception of the first…”

My fenhanders, fenders and fenhawke go to is ao3 purely because I feel the quality of story is better there. xD

stars-in-the-lake

There's not a lot of Dragon Age fans on FFnet in general. At least when I search FFnet for certain pairings that are more than 1000 words, I get at most only 33 stories. That's including WIP and completed works.

renegadechristie

I only have one story on FFnet and if I could gather the spoons to rewrite it I would lol it's so disjointed and the plot is sound but not well thought out and it's FHawke and Fenris

@seasaltsunset - yeah, my definite go to is still Ao3 as both a reader and writer, I just tossed it up there because I noticed some people cross post there too. 

@stars-in-the-lake - I’ve noticed that, it’s really crappy searching too. I know we bitch about the tag flooding on Ao3, but not having the ability to tag on ff.net is a pain in the ass. 

@renegadechristie - i’m gonna find the thing now... well, if i can actually find it that is... 

funny enough, i actually got a prompt request from someone reading my stuff on ff.net... but like... it was a celene/briala prompt which 1.i’m not comfortable writing at all, they wouldn’t like how i wrote the at all, i’m sure.. and 2. all of my stories are da2 related? so, the prompt request was a surprise in itself. 

speaking of, i am in dire need of some small prompt requests because i have a huge creative block atm. i had a nice dream last night that had me outlining a small one shot and i have ideas for yet another flipping multi-fic... but i just need to get some small things out to get my creative juices flowing. blarg. 

[therealmnemo]

11… trying to turn the other on 23… trying to go down on the other, under the table, during dinner FenHawke - requested by @seasaltsunset

Moving into modern au territory... hell, let’s pull it out of my mmo fic (its a fenhanders fic, but i’m sure they get some one-on-one time every once an a while, technically no spoilers even though he’s still with Izzie in the fic atm)

Hawke pushed her hair out of her face as she read the over the sparse, overdesigned menu at the newest hipster restaurant that opened near campus. The menu jumped slightly, making Hawke drag her eyes across the table to Fenris. He was tugging absentmindedly at the gaudy excuse for a tablecloth as his eyes flicked between the menu and the wait staff.

Fenris’ graduate show went off without a hitch that night. The three other sculpture students he shared the floor with didn’t receive half the attention he did. He invited Hawke there to be his guest, making it their first night out alone without Anders. Hawke insisted they do the whole date night scenario, which led them to this pretentious dining experience.

Fenris looked amazing tonight. His long white hair pulled back from his face in a knot, bringing attention to the white tattoos on his face and neck. The slate gray button-down accented with a red tie borrowed from Anders matched the short red number Hawke borrowed from her sister. Hawke took in his beauty and decided to make the night a bit more interesting while they waited in the crowded dining room.

She reached across the table to take his hand, turning it over to run her fingers along the white lines over his wrist. His green eyes left the menu and locked onto the grazing fingertips.

“I loved being there with you tonight Fenris, thanks for inviting me,” Hawke said, leaning forward to give him a good look down the neckline of her dress.

Fenris cleared his throat, reaching for the mason jar cocktail with his neglected hand.

“I.. wanted you there Hawke, you and I don’t get much alone time.”

Hawke thanked the Maker for the small table as she was close enough to run her heeled foot along the inseam seated across from her. Fenris sputtered mid-drink as she hit her mark.

“Hawke... “

She feigned an innocent smile as his green eyes darkened. He leaned forward to pull her chin closer to kiss her in the isolated corner of the room.

As he pulled back, his elbow knocked the silverware to the floor. With one last heated look at Hawke, he slid off the chair to retrieve them.

“Fenris, just leave them, the waiter will get you another s-- OH!”

Hawke quickly covered her mouth with her hand to cap the squeal that escaped her mouth. Two hands had just pulled her to the edge of her seat and were working their way up her dress. She looked around the room to make sure no one heard her yell.  The crowds continued their chatter, the horrendous tablecloth shielding them from any casual glances.

One of Fenris’ hands pushed up on her ass slightly, and she lifted off the seat briefly so he could pull off her red thong. Planned date nights always meant dressing from the inside out in the same color. She heard a muffled laugh as he maneuvered them over her heels, and pulled one leg over his shoulder. As his warm breath ghosted over her thighs, the waiter took that moment to finally show up for their order.

“Well, what can I get for you?” The young woman oblivious to the strained smile plastered on Hawke’s face.  “Did you want me to wait for your other half to return?”

Fenris took that moment to start the languid strokes with his tongue and Hawke struggled to to keep a straight face.

“OH, no… no. He told me what he wanted before going to the restroom. We’re both just going to have tonight’s special..” a well-placed nudge of a nose caused Hawke to pause, “ YES.. I mean, yes, that’s exactly what we’ll have. Thanks.” Hawke grabbed the two menus and practically shoved them in the server’s hands.

Hawke braced the table with one hand while the other tentatively lifted the tablecloth to view what was going on below.

Fenris lifted slightly to wink at Hawke and nip at her thigh.  Hawke shook her head and grinned.

“Don’t you dare stop. I’m going to get you back for this… but don’t you dare stop now.”

Send me a pairing and a number

[therealmnemo]

7, 11, 23. Doesn't have to be all in one post. 23 mostly because I just really want to see Fen or Hawke trying to keep a straight face. Also your writing is amazing.

Sorry, took me a couple days to sit down long enough to write! (Also, thank you for the compliment, I follow some really amazing writers and I hope its rubbing off!)

I’m smooshing 11 and 23 together in another post, I’m hitting 7 in this one. 

7… being drenched whilst wearing white

Fenris woke to a squeal pealing through the mansion. His muscles tensed as he took in his surroundings, the early morning sun lighting the room. A loud thud followed, accompanied by a loud, “Shit!”

Hawke. He rolled out of bed and rushed to the landing outside his room. The sun was not enough to illuminate the room and the damned mage didn’t think to light any candles. He could just make out the silhouette of Hawke flat on her back in the middle of the room. 

“Hawke, is there a reason you’ve incapacitated yourself so early?”

The supine mage lifted an arm to release a small mage light in response. She was laying beside a large overturned bucket. A bundle of rags were on the floor at her feet, the whole area soaked with what he hoped was water. Hawke pulled herself up, looking to Fenris with flushed cheeks. 

In place of her usual armor she wore a pair of brown linen leggings and a white linen top; a top that was rendered completely transparent from being drenched in water from the overturned bucket. Any comment about the floor or her timing died on his lips, and he silently thanked the maker for the railing hiding his body from the mage’s gaze. 

Send me a pairing and a number. 

[foxnonny]

I didn't even request it but thank you for writing that oh my god I can't get enough of your writing holy heck. I'd draw something from it to show my love but, smut and all and...//flustered flailing.

!!!!!! THANK YOU LOVE !!!!! I’m so glad you enjoyed it <333 I totally understand about the smut thing, it took me a million years to be even close to comfortable writing it (only a few years ago I’d be about to write two characters kissing and I was like nope sorry too far too much can’t do it nope and I was eighteen at the time). Also your icon is the cutest <3

[luminiari]

My favourite thing about people picking fights they can’t win is that, once someone fights back and makes their entire argument fall apart around them, they try to act nonchalant, as if it’s not affecting them.

Thanks for playing! I’ll be here if you want to start this ego-trip of yours up again. It’s been fun.

[candymanico]

Thank you so much to @seasaltsunset for always doing her best to keep my head level and my mood in check. I don't know what I'd do without her.