Who has two thumbs and nuked their entire Tumblr account from 2013? Twas me! So now I have to go through everyone I kind of sort of remember and re-add/re-introduce myself. It's been great. I'm sorry if this is how you learn I actually only write bad guys.
Who?> Toshi | Mid-40s | Chicago, US
What?> Main Fandoms: Star Trek | Highlander | Dragon Age | Gravitation | Rival Schools/Project Justice
Currently writing a lot of Dragon Age stuff.
Dragon Age Meta:
Rook de Riva on Talons | Romanced Blighted Bellara and a fear of Abandonment | The Dellamorte Problem | The Crows Don't Do Prison Breaks | Lucanis Never Goes Home | Bellara 🧡💜 Crow! Rook | Competency is Vanilla for Crows | Banners of Treviso | VJ!Rook will never be Bellara | Grey Warden Staffing | Lyrium Dagger as Binding
Dragon Age Fics (RSS Feed):
Canon Characters Only: Fics without Juan's Bullshit, featuring Elek Tavor, Neve Gallus, and Lucanis Dellamorte probably
The Worst in Thedas World State and AUs:
Juan de Riva: Elven Mage with the Antivan Crows (Lore Sheet)
- Pre-Veilguard | Post-Veilguard | The Worst in Thedas (Companion AU) | Juan Fights Everyone | Ballad of Juana | Riley's Harem (Riley x Juan) | Let's Be Venatori | Viscount x Talon | Hostage Situationship (Juan x Elek) | #datv mongoose
- Support Character: Rinaldo de Riva (Lore Sheet) #rinaldo de riva
- Support Character: Nerea de Acutis #nerea de acutis
Hiro Laidir: Human Warrior with the Lords of Fortune | Master Post | #hiro laidir
Other Absolute Disasters: 'Ware the Shinglewing | Sock Puppets
Want notifications? Gaze upon my Tag List and Despair.
Currently Watching - I've been trapped in a hotel for a week watching basic cable, which meant learning there's a Chef React show on Food Network called Kitchen Chaos. It was hilarious.
Currently Reading - Pixie recommended Dungeon Crawler Carl to me! I'm gonna start it this week. I have been too fried for reading.
Current Obsession - Hello Kitty. Listen, Heartopia is doing a collab and I'm already behind @apothe-cary and i can't fuckin have that okay.
Last Google Search - How to clean a washing machine. Things Happened, okay?
Favorite Flower - Hydrangeas still. Also cornflowers. Especially once I learned they're not the blossom stage of corn.
Now for some real gd Toshi Lore...
In the past six weeks...
Wire fraud, lost $1500 (was reversed)
Sewer Exploded, wrecking my basement.
Plumbing Fixed
Funeral 1, heartbreaking
wait plumbing isn't fixed TF AT ALL
Funeral 2, my partner thanked me for not getting into a fight
Plumbing fixed Question Mark?
AC and Internet Goes down
...when a dev and an IT guy have no internet, they manually disassemble the AC and fix it.
OH NO PLUMBINGS NOT FIXED
Hotel stay 1
Plumbing mostly fixed?
OH NO IT'S NOT
Hotel stay 2
AC goes down again, new parts now
Fixed The SHIT out my plumbing
why toshi that seems like a lot? yeah dude. it is. It's how you get to have a stockpile of stories that freak out a lot of people, just by having life happen at you. thoughts and prayers to The Group Chat who have lived this crashout with me and are also traumatized by my basement.
... so that's where I've been, how are you all doing?
tl;dr is they made it for them and you can show up or not. Also same here, I'm a polite host, but you don't get to ruin the party i threw for other people.
in somewhat related news: I know that I randomly piss people off when I do things like "use a Simpsons gif to joke about killing spiders" or "post an edgy meme from Pinterest and have y'all tag your OCs" but you gotta understand, this blog was 100% created JUST for me and my girlfriend. it's a minor miracle and happy accident that anyone else even follows it lmao
this isn't a paid service or a professional account. I am one random 31-year-old writer with a blog who thinks OC discourse is fun and likes to yap into the void about my own. I make personal posts, I make jokes, I post things that I know will make me or my girlfriend laugh and I sass (or just block) any weird replies or asks that I get.
I threw a party for 2 people and 3k+ somehow showed up. I'm SO HAPPY that you guys are here and I don't want you to ever leave but I'm not changing up the rules or the vibe of the party just because it's suddenly full of people.
if you don't like me, that's totally fine and very valid lmao but this isn't 2020 Twitter and I'm not changing SHIT just because a couple of homies aren't into it. you don't HAVE to be into it! there's lots of really good OC/writer blogs out there with better, more "professional" and more appropriate blog runners and I highly recommend you follow them! but that's not me.
I fucking love you dudes, I love how passionate you are about your OCs, I love how creative you all are, I love how varied and unique your WIPs are and I genuinely feel like I suddenly have 3,000 new friends. I'm gonna run this blog for a really long time but I'm also gonna get super high, post stupid prompts, ask you guys random questions, make jokes, share memes, create shitposts and treat this place like Crazy Snoop's Fantastical OC Emporium and Dispensary.
tldr: I am what I am, this blog is what it is, I love you guys to the moon and back and I will not be changing Anything about me or my posting style lmao
something i actually just realized on call w some friends recently is how crazey it is that your online friends are as many as thousands of feet above or below u right now. like if you teleported to their location without changing your height above sea level, well your fucked in some way basically
Summary: An unsent letter from Illario Dellamorte to his cousin, Lucanis, after his failed attempt to take the title of First Talon.
Read on AO3 or below (316 words) with image.
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Date: 9:53 Dragon, 13 Drakonis
Item: Letter(unsent); author Illario Dellamorte, Master Assassin, House Dellamorte; recipient Lucanis Dellamorte, First Talon of the Crows.
Notes: [Replica] Original found among affects of Illario Dellamorte during a routine search of his quarters by fledgling J. Egrativi, replaced after examination. Incl. with other notes and transcripts for report on progress, what little there is.
13 drakonis, 953
Cousin —
We do not speak We have not spoken since the night at the Opera House, which is may likely be for the best. I still do not have words to treat with your demon, and I will presume that it feels much the same. That you and he have collected such a company around you as Thedas has never seen, even as you move to complete contracts no Crow would think to attempt, fills me with both fear and amazement.
You have often said that words and charm are things I possess that you do not, but as I sit alone in my failure room, with only scattered, worthless allies and death in my wake, perhaps neither of us has been very good at understanding one another over the years. We did once, but time and Caterina's training have made a mockery of what came to us naturally as children.
I lack the words to abase myself properly apologize, so instead I offer this in exchange: I have no more taste for the title you now carry, and I will not repeat the mistakes of misusing your trust again. Not that I possess that trust now, and may never again. But know that now, here, that is my ambition. That you will understand that in this loss, I see clearly what I hunger for, and which enticements were merely the folly of ambition.
May your knife strike true.
Perhaps one day I will wield mine again alongside yours.
I. Dellamorte
Illario
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Jericho was sprawled out on the couch, scrolling through his phone and trying not to doze off while he waited for Juan to come home. He was pointedly avoiding Nugstagram after the incident with the flaming cocktail. The last thing he needed at the moment was more crazy ideas from the flair bartending accounts he followed. Unfortunately, that didn't leave him much to look at it, and he caught himself nearly dropping his phone on his face a couple of times before he finally set it aside and debated with himself over whether he needed a nap or coffee.
The door flung open as a grumbling elf shuffled back into the apartment. Juan had their nose in their phone, quickly flipping through posts. "I cannot believe this, just need one thing needs to stop messing around…"
"Hey Juan," Jericho smiled and waved lazily from the couch. "What's going on?"
"Something for our marketing team to handle," they sighed and flopped onto the sofa next to him. "The fan accounts noticed the club's been closed."
"Wait. Fan accounts?" He sat up a bit and raised a brow in surprise. "People have made fan accounts about you all?"
"Yeah, everyone does. Riley and Glad have a ton. Even I have a couple."
"Just a couple?" He frowned. "Well that can't be right."
They laughed. "I don't mind. I have a very specific style. People really do enjoy the Pit, though. Your fans are very cute."
"Well, if you need more, I can always—" Jericho froze as the rest of Juan's words registered. He blinked at them slowly. "My what now?"
"Your fans. They'd have to be regulars. They're very cute! Very concerned about how you're handling the club closing."
He stared blankly for a long moment. "I have fans? I'm not even a dancer… why?"
"You're cute. You're nice. You pay good attention to your customers. Also, you don't wear a shirt."
"I wear a shirt! It's just… open." He blushed furiously. "Oh, this is embarrassing. I can't imagine…"
"Yeah…" they pulled up the feed on their phone and showed it to him. "See? Very glowing reception."
Jericho glanced at their phone briefly and blushed again. "Does it feel weird? For you, knowing there are accounts like this for you out there?"
"For me? A little. The attention helps me, obviously, but it feels personal. I got used to it as much as I could."
He nodded and frowned a bit. "I'm sorry. I had no idea these were out there… I guess I can't really decide how to feel? It's flattering… but strange? I'm not sure I want to know what they're saying about me."
"Right now they're very concerned that you'll find another club with a more discerning wardrobe. It's okay to feel weird about it. You didn't sign up to be a performer. If it helps, the best thing to do is not engage with it. They tip well but you don't want to let those kinds of boundaries to get crossed."
Jericho chuckled. "Oh, I'm not going anywhere as long as you're working there… or unless Viago fires me I suppose."
They kissed him and smiled. "He won't fire you. I don't think even he can stand against your puppy dog eyes."
"Hmm, maybe I should test that sometime," he kissed them back and grinned. "So… do they know about us?"
"They're divided! Some think you're just trying new things and others think you've dated someone but they can't imagine what kind of person it would be. Very scandalous. It always ends up in a fight in the comments."
"A fight?" Jericho's eyebrows raised. "They're that opinionated about it? And they don't even know I'm dating you?"
"Oh, they're sure it's no one from the club. Too good for us, apparently."
"Nonsense." He smiled at Juan warmly. "How long have you known about this anyway?"
"Since I started at the Pit. I wanted to see how I stacked up against the other dancers and if any of my old regulars would watch me there."
"All good, I hope?"
"I wasn't going crazy with jealousy if that's what you mean. I knew my act was different and a couple did start coming to my shows here. So yeah, as good as it could have been."
Jericho smiled and reached for their hand, giving it a squeeze. "Well, regardless of how many fan accounts you have, you're still my favorite dancer." He paused for a moment, thinking quietly. And then a small smirk appeared on his face.
"Aww, thanks Jer," they giggled and gave him a quick kiss.
He chuckled a bit and met Juan's eyes as his smirk returned. "So… would we get in trouble or cause some sort of uproar if we posted a picture to settle the debate about who I'm dating?"
"Oh, now that's fun. Let me run it by marketing. People like having their dancers available, but they also like a bit of drama. Worked well enough for Turvi and Nae."
"I am… strangely excited about this." Jericho giggled.
"Teasing your fans or taking new photos? A few are coming to mind."
"Hm. Both I think. Depending on what you have in mind…"
"Some photos that definitely will suggest you're dating someone, but still leave a bit of mystery. Or if they get too racy, we can just keep them."
"Aw, I don't get to tell everyone it's you?" Jericho pouted, then blushed. "But yeah, racy should just be for us."
"I don't mind. I just know how to play the audience," they said with a grin. "It's not like I do private shows anymore anyway."
"Oh, so you're saying we should build suspense before a dramatic reveal then?" Jericho nodded with a grin. "I like that. What did you have in mind for the mystery pictures?"
"Let me think about it. Definitely some mirror shots. We'll need practice. Lots of practice," they purred, leaning over to him.
Jericho leaned in to close the distance and grinned. "Well, we better get started then."
What a week! Last week was spent losing sleep over Willing and Able, but I now feel like I'm in a good flow with art stuff. I wanted to keep that energy going, so this week's focus has been: practicing rendering! Trying to work on capturing likeness! Also working on how to draw curls better! They’re still quite challenging so this one remains a WIP for now, but I’m going to continue practicing to see if I can do it better.
And with that, who's the star of this week's WIP? Teia, of course!
Here's a fun little card for her from the Between the Lines universe...
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