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Apr 8

One of my old mega-fics is getting some random love on FF.net today. Aww, I miss fic. Also, Dragon Age.

Aw, I miss this fic.

And I think I’m finally inspired to finish it. Only I’m working on MY NANO right now. Fic muses need to sit quietly and be patient.

Hush, you tragically slutty little fish-boy. Hush.

May 8

I don’t catch the fanfic bug from comics. Maybe because it’s such a long-standing and childlike love or maybe I just don’t feel like wading through decades of lore to validate things. I tried once, back when I was writing a lot of Dragon Age stuff. (“If I can write one dashing bladesman who speaks with the winkingly formal cadence of a foreigner, why not try my favorite?”) It wasn’t bad, but I felt strangely pervy. And not just in the ‘Crawler-smut way.

So I have to thank The Avengers. This delightful new obsession has distracted me from all other fangirling, but has left my writing centers blissfully quiet. I feel no need to scribble any Tony/Cap or even have broody Loki adventures. Reluctant heroes and sympathetic villains are simply reminders of other things that I was working on. Things that should be revisited. Like, now.

Maroon 5 ft. WhoSayin? - Secret (DJ Premier Remix) (by whosayinmusic)

I know I don’t know you
But I want you so bad
Everyone has a secret
Oh can they keep it
Oh no they can’t

This is my jam for writing Finnick Odair smut. Yup.

Fanpoetry? Is that a thing? Because yes.

So I'm TRYING to finish off this Dragon Age fic, but apparently I'm too swept up in Hunger Games fever and there's a new fic muse squatting in my brain...

  • Muse: (lounges about smirking and half-naked - occasionally wanders off to weep in the corner)
  • Me: Enticing combination but... nah, I've got nothing.
  • Muse: Really? It doesn't take most people that long to figure out what they want to do with me.
  • Me: Yeeeah, I don't really feel like writing a rape scene right now.
  • Muse: It's not always like that.
  • Me: Distinctly rapey overtones, then. Or sickeningly sweet. Either way, can't do it. Needs more layers.
  • Muse: (dances... distractingly)
  • Me: I miss Zevran.
  • Muse: But I have a trident.
  • Me: ...You know how I feel about polearms.
  • Muse: Giddy and slightly aroused?
  • Me: Goddammit, Finnick.

Dammit, Zev. Don’t garnish your drinks with something that can be used to stab you.

Messing around with that “when Izzy met Zev” idea again. Rogues trying to out-rogue each other in a bar. Amused :D

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The dwarf returned with a small and decidedly tepid-looking cup. Before Isabela could lay a hand on it, Zevran snatched it away, pretending to study it as he curled his hand just so around its edge. A pinch of poison hidden in the palm would be a simple thing. He must think her royally stupid.

She slammed a fist into the table, startling him as her other hand pulled the little wooden sword deftly from his drink. She leaned cross the table - wrist up, perfect form - laying the tiny point against his throat. “That’s mine.”

Zevran did not move, but he smiled as he slid the shot back toward her, holding her gaze. She scooped it up without hesitation, throwing back her head while still holding him at bay. When she had drained it, he leaned carefully away, plucking one of the olives from the sword with his teeth.

Mar 5

Fanfic To-Do List:

No more writer’s block! Original projects are still in a holding pattern, though… so until inspiration strikes, I’m getting back on the fic horse! Which the intention of actually FINISHING things! Starting with these.

"For the Taking" - The evolution of Fenris/Isabela.
Chapters left:
4/4 - The fluffy ending. There might finally be flowers.

"When the Pirate Met the Assassin" - How Isabela met Zevran.
Chapters left:
2/3 - A contest of rougishness followed by smut.
3/3 - A death scene. Also, a sex scene.

"Tainted" - The taint reimagined as vampirism. The Warden failed to stop Tamlen when he attacked the camp and now hunts down her vampire companions.
Chapters left:
4/7 - Oghren & Nathaniel
5/7 - Leliana
6/7 - Morrigan & Dog
7/7 - Alistair

"Sundered" - Dark post-DA2 drama. Isabela finds herself playing unwitting aunt to Hawke and Anders’ son, while helping Hawke track down the wayward mage (and bumping into the rest of the companions on the way).
Chapters left:
4/8 - Hawkewardness with King Alistair. He reminds her of Anders; she reminds him of the dead Warden…
5/8 - “Assassins” from Starkhaven
6/8 - Merill in the Circle
7/8 - Wynne gives Anders abomination lessons
8/8 - Bittersweet family reunion

Ready… GO!

The perils of romancing Grey Warden mages…

I was pondering what possible justification hardass Alara Hawke would have for dallying with Zevran (other than my compulsive need to push every “sleep with Zev” button), when I realized that they have something very much in common. Hence, drabble!

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"How did you know I was the Champion?"

The assassin smirked, watching as Alara bent to the varterrel and ran her blade across its belly, scooping up the handful of slimy coins and pair of old gloves that fell to the ground. “You remind me of someone. Haunted. Hardened. Tragically self-important - and why would you not be, with the weight of the world resting on your strong but delicate shoulders? Also bold enough to come after a dangerous and handsome criminal alone.”

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Alara Hawke - bitter and conflicted, wears her honor like a second set of armor even as it cracks. Trying to live outside the law got her entire family killed, so she attempts to fill the void with a hollow sort of order. And, despite training as a Templar, she finds herself again and again in the arms of a mage.

Replaying for completion. And because she’s my absolute favorite Hawke so far. Especially to write…

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6831631/1/Letters_to_Bethany

Alara Hawke - bitter and conflicted, wears her honor like a second set of armor even as it cracks. Trying to live outside the law got her entire family killed, so she attempts to fill the void with a hollow sort of order. And, despite training as a Templar, she finds herself again and again in the arms of a mage.

Replaying for completion. And because she’s my absolute favorite Hawke so far. Especially to write…

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6831631/1/Letters_to_Bethany

TRUTH!

I’ve tried it with other things since, but it’s just not the same.

TRUTH!

I’ve tried it with other things since, but it’s just not the same.

Oct 8

For the Taking #4 (NSFW)

Isabela/Fenris/Zevran
2,700 words

Isabela runs into an old friend who needs a place to hide and Fenris begrudgingly gets a houseguest. Then, sex.

(Yay, new fic! FINALLY.)

Oct 6
THIS IS WHY WE CAN’T WRITE NICE THINGS.

Zev by Tahara, who knew this pain well.

THIS IS WHY WE CAN’T WRITE NICE THINGS.

Zev by Tahara, who knew this pain well.

Oct 3

What Happens in Denerim...

More for old-but-fun stuff for Sten week!

Sten, Alistair and Oghren wake up after a night they can’t remember and retrace their steps Hangover-style. Sten with a baby, Sten vs. tiger, Sten married…?!


(lolarious art by rhia474)

Grey & Gone (NSFW)

Reposting for Nate week!

Warden Commander Tabris doesn’t trust humans, especially human nobles… but there’s just something about the strange, young Howe.

Tabris/Nate vs. Tabris/Zevran… with the eventual (and inevitable) Tabris/Nate/Zevran