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I commissioned @azreto [info here!] for Hawke from my Handers War AU, who smokes a lot and doesn't have patience for anyone's bullshit
Struck manhwa gold again!
This isekai is doing something really original and fun with its characters and concepts.
Also no harem, thank god.
Title: The World's best engineer/The greatest estate developer
Also the mc is a greedy little shit, love it.
Fff i love the expressions
Hhhhhhh Jess could Brian May please give me a baby?????? Your fic made me YEARN i loved it 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
sorry, soph—i’m first in line. i be yearnin’ something awful today. it’s borderline painful.
Another meme from the front lines. Anders and Nate from my War AU could fill in almost any M*A*S*H cutscene
another meme to keep me going in this long fic
still memeing my way through this AU
WIP Wednesday
I was tagged by the lovely @irrewilderer last Wednesday! But I didn't get to it in time.
And I'm tagging @hollyand-writes @sulky-valkyrie @barbex @dalish-rogue @dismalzelenka @sisifroggy
And what can I say? What else is there in my life right now other than the Handers War AU Prequel lmao
Anders grins, finally meeting Nathaniel’s eyes now that he has a light-hearted jab in mind. “You'd better not be calling reading letters from your fiancée a vice.” “Sometimes it feels like a guilty pleasure,” Nathaniel chuckles, shaking his head. “But no, I’m certain Miss Cousland would not appreciate being referred to as a ‘vice.’” Anders’ jaw drops, stumbling over his own feet as the realization fully sets in. He knows that name, knows of the family it belongs to. “Wait, Corinne Cousland? Of the Couslands? You’re marrying a general’s daughter?” Nathaniel’s warm smile grows slightly as he slows his pace, allowing for Anders to catch his footing. “The very one.”
Anders, you're gonna catch a court-martial with that mouth