#'have I written this scenario before?'

[antivanruffles]

❤️ or 💛 for Cassaric?

❤️ first kiss / realization 💛 reunion kiss / relief

.... Why not both?

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It is going to be all right. Everything is going to be all right.

Cassandra repeated it like a mantra.

They had been well prepared for the fight. The Inquisitor's trainer, Kihm, had given them what they needed to complete the task.

So they had been prepared. In theory.

The Pride Demon was expected, as were the wraiths that flanked.

The bear had been a surprise though.

As they stumbled up the path to where the Demon was located, all had been chaos as a bear had managed to get itself involved as well. Cassandra barely remembered much of the fight, everything seemed to have happened so fast.

She did remember being close to the edge of the bluff, the sheer cliff side at her back, and the damned bear charging her instead of the wraith had been attacking it. She also remembered something heavy hitting her side and knocking her off her feet.

Cassandra was dazed as she sprawled on the ground, trying to discern what had happened. She glanced over her shoulder just in time to see the bear careening off the edge of the cliff, unable to stop itself in time, and a flash of red that she belated realized was Varric.

There had been no time to reach out to try to grab him, only the split second where realization hit and then worry settled like a rock in the pit of her stomach.

She was thankful that the fight was over as the Inquisitor had managed to dispatch the final wraith causing problems. That let her leave and try to and her pick way down the cliff side; the Inquisitor and Dorian not far behind.

It is going to be all right. He is going to be all right.

Cassandra stumbled and slipped her way down, having found a gently worn path several yards back from the point of the bluff and the steepest part of the incline. She circled back around, uncertain and worried for what she would find.

Varric was a heap at the base of the incline. Although he was swearing up a storm so she figured that was a good sign.

"Varric!" she called once she grew close enough.

"I'm here! Oh shit," he swore as he tried to sit up, wincing.

"Is anything broken?" Cassandra sank down beside him, reaching out to check him over for wounds.

He had some superficial cuts and scraps, and probably more bruises than she could count, but over all he looked no worse for the wear.

"All in one piece. You haven't gotten rid of me yet, Seeker." He sat up slowly, favoring his side. He could have broken ribs. Or he could be bleeding internally.

"Seeker, I'm fine," Varric said, and she realized she had been speaking out loud.

"You may feel fine, Varric, but if you hit your head or lost consciousness for even a moment---"

"Cassandra," he said gently, but firm enough to gain her attention. "I'm fine."

She wasn't sure she had ever heard him say her name before. Or if he had, he certainly hadn't ever said it like that. So softly... so fondly. Cassandra looked up at his face then, met his gaze straight on.

He had been incredibly stupid, and beyond reckless... and for what? To save her? She could have easily been the one tumbling over the edge to break a limb or crack open her head.

Then again that could have easily happened to him as well.

"You stupid, dwarf!" She glared at him. "You could have died!"

Varric looked as if she had slapped him. "Well excuse me, next time I'll just let you die instead!"

"Good! I do not wish for you to die, least of all on my behalf!" She felt stricken at the idea of losing Varric; to death or even something less tragic and more mundane. She simply couldn't bear the idea of Varric not being there.

He opened his mouth to argue back or complain or something. Cassandra didn't give him the chance to speak, instead she grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him forward in order to press her lips to his.

The kiss was impulsive and stupid, she knew, but she couldn't regret it. Not when Varric was alive and whole. She didn't intend for the kiss to be anything more than a press of lips, but the moment Varric started to return her kiss all other thoughts went out of her mind.

When they broke apart for air, Cassandra leaned back enough to look him in the eye.

"If you ever die, I will kill you."

"Uh, noted." He laughed and shook his head, incredulous.

Cassandra wasn't entirely sure what else she should say, or if she should apologize? She opened her mouth to say something, but Varric didn't give her the chance.

"Just remember, though, that goes both ways." Then he slipped his hand behind her neck and tugged her down for another kiss.

[pacifistcowboy]

some people think the awkwardness of how difficult espio’s horn makes it for him to kiss is unromantic, but i honestly can’t imagine anything more romantic than espio telling silver it’s impossible for him to kiss anyone due to his horn, so silver, determined as ever, grabs espio’s face with both hands and gently and contemplatively tilts it to the side, then thoughtfully tilts his own the opposite direction, then slowly leans closer until their lips are inches away from each other then stops, and softly says “see? it isn’t impossible.”

[aka-indulgence]

How do ya'll focus on one piece of work/fandom/idea. I feel like my braincells are constantly ping ponging from fandom to fandom, blorbo to blorbo, fanfic to original ideas, writing to drawing,

I have too many thoughts and only two hands 😭

[crehador]

brother crab's fall 2024 first impressions: maou 2099

i think i forgot to make a post after the first ep because my first impressions of it were just. not that deep. i do remember going in with zero expectations and thinking hey this is actually better and more interesting than what i'd imagined! but it still wasn't That interesting

HOWEVER

SECOND EPISODE ELEVATED EVERYTHING

first of all peak bishounen demon lord design here. nothing revolutionary but a solid classic. 10/10 no notes

and like okay so the premise of a ye olden fantasy times demon lord being defeated then resurrected into a far future sci-fi world sounded really fun with the potential to be super funny. it made me think of paripi koumei which was basically incredible

the first ep was a little higher on the drama than the humor imo, but the second ep? second ep, the humor really hit

i'm absolutely loving the demon lord's extremely loyal, faithful follower who worked for centuries to resurrect him and is also his number one simp. like this poor girl almost got outed as a demon king otome doujinshi otaku. right in front of her demon king

demon lord's job hunt and the outcome of it is also just. i won't even spoil it because. hilarious. truly

the worldbuilding is also reasonably interesting, i think that was one of the things that impressed me most in the first episode

overall, really pleasantly surprised by this one and looking forward to more!

[maybege]

btw i am still alive now that i have recovered from swiftkirchen and i hope you are all doing super well this summer! i am FLYING through my reading list atm which is amazing and i am feeling more and more inspired for things (footballer!paz anyone? roommate!paz as well maybe?) so hmu in the inbox it is TIME TO THIRST

[sade-alicious]

im writing a short fanfic rn and i am SO CLOSE to being done i just need to fill in a conversation its so ANNOYINGGGG😭😭

[sysig]

Incomplete exchange (Patreon)

[crylohux]

can we talk about baby body mod!ben sitting down for his first tattoo only to immediately pop a boner when artist!hux puts the needle to his skin. he's heard that some people have that reaction, of course, and he'd suspected he might, but he hadn't thought it'd be so intense... he hadn't thought he'd be stuck there for hours squirming and sweating and biting his lip, entire face flushed red every time hux looks at him and asks if he wants to stop for a minute

[unnamed-atlas]

Having brain worms. What if uhhhhhh SOS Mianite au

[nonuggetshere]

KNOCK ON WOOD BUT I THINK MY MIGRAINE IS GOING AWAY, I MIGHT DRAW SOMETHING

Btw my LGBT+ headcanon doodles are still open if anybody wants to request them, or just gimme any suggestions you'd like, I might draw them (girl help I am extremely bored)

Or I might write something (glares at this buggycule WIP fic in my drafts)

[princehendir]

Still silly that none of your dialogue options with James post-Tranquility Lane touch at all on the fact that the LW literally had to leave the Vault so that they were not murdered, much in the same way that dear beloved family friend Jonas Palmer was extremely fucking murdered.

[obitohno]

hehe ~

[mercuryislove]

going insane wishing I was better at drawing people because there is something in my head that I feel can only be done justice in a visual medium but I suck so bad. ALAS I must use my gift of language instead

[kaisdrumsticks]

that masculine urge to write about jace but its gonna turn out cringe

[bsidez]

the only reason I use or even have any of my friends s/o's phone numbers are to ask them to spy for me when I do my gift shopping. even the ones I consider to be friends, I can't imagine reaching out without a purpose??? like just, casually

[letmetellyouaboutmyfeels]

I am incredibly serious right now when I beg you all, please, and if you have Twitter or Tiktok or whatever to please spread the word: click on an author's profile on Ao3.

You want to know if an author has written more? Want to know if they're still writing? Want to see more from them? Want to know if they've written a trope or kink or sex scenario you enjoy?

Click on their name. And look at their profile.

I cannot tell you how many times in the last six months someone has read a new or newer fic of mine and said they (a new reader who has read nothing else I've done) "can't wait to see what you do next!" I've written 50+ fics and over a million words already.

"I don't know if you're still writing..." click on my profile. I am. I literally wrote a 128k+ fic for that ship last month.

"Would you ever do X?" "Please do Y!" I already did. Click on my name and look at my works.

Archive of our Own is a library. It's an archive. Not social media. It is your responsibility to fight back against the laziness that corporate algorithms have trained into you.

Click my author name. Just click it. Just click it.

Before you demand more, or ask if a writer will do XYZ, or wonder if the author still writing, or anything - click on their profile. Click on the author's profile.

I'm not trying to be mean or condescending or anything like that. I'm just exhausted. It's disheartening and frustrating to repeat myself ad nauseam, because someone couldn't take thirty seconds to do the tiniest bit of work to see if I've written lately, if I've written more for their ship, or scan my works to see if I've written what they're asking for. Please. Please. I'm begging.

Click the author's name, and explore before you ask.