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theluckywizard · 11 months ago

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2023 Writing Recap

Thanks for the tag @nirikeehan

(apparently I'm just going to do tumblr tag games for NYE! but this is a good one sooooo). It is hard to believe I just started writing Fanfic in January because weeeeee it has been a year!

Tagging @warpedlegacy, @crackinglamb, @leggywillow, @delicatefade, @melisusthewee, @spicywarl0ck, @skyeventide, @ammoniteflesh, @wildercrow, @rowanisawriter

words posted: probably about 370,000

additional words written: 140,000

grand total of words: 510,000

fandoms:

Dragon Age!

highest kudos:

My Cullen x Trevelyan and m!Hawke x Trevelyan longfic WIP In the Shattering of Things with 121

highest hit oneshot:

My Alistair x Cousland first time smut The Boy Who Talked too Much with 752 hits and 63 kudos

new things I tried:

Writing fanfiction 😂 Yeeting canon, being horrible to my blorbos

fic I spent the most time on:

In the Shattering of Things, if it isn't obvious!

fic I spent the least time on:

Probably my WIP Nightmare!AU A Splinter of Light which I really want to dig into, but I felt it pulling me from Longfic so I stopped (the premise is Rose and Dorian never return from the corrupted future and get scooped up by Hawke and his DA2 crew (Bethany, Fenris, Merrell, Anders, Elegant).

favorite thing I wrote:

Ohhh so this is probably my WIP Kiss Me Moonstruck, my matchmakingmoms!AU in which old friends Leandra Hawke and Alsatia Trevelyan try to fix up their two incorrigible children Garrett and Rose over Satinalia at the start of DA:2, Act 2. One of the reasons I am so into it is because it's new and I get to fold in alllll the lessons learned so far this year, but also because it's a self-contained romantic comedy/adventure romp with a lot of class commentary. If I'd thought of it first it would have served as a heck of a backstory for an Inquisition long fic. 👀

favorite thing(s) I read:

Weather the Dawn by @skyeventide - Breathtakingly beautiful portrayal of the friendship between Sebastian Vael and Nathaniel Howe. Archery descriptions that will give you chills. Deftly handled politics. Sky has such an incredible way of describing things that is just achingly original and beautiful. 🏹

The Rise by @warpedlegacywrites - This Cullevelyan fic is the reason I started writing fan fic! It was the first long fic I read that really grabbed me by the throat and held me! The delicious crunch and angst, the ROMANCE. It is so beautifully written. And BECandCall/WarpedLegacy and this fic is the reason I even found the fan fic writing community. 🥰

A Little Grace; And Some Elegance by @nirikeehan is a GUT PUNCHING work exploring Cullen's addiction and his history with Raleigh Samson. Her character work is amazing and her respectful but *brutal* grappling with lyrium addiction feels so authentic. And honestly, any of Niri's Cullen and Samson in Kirkwall stuff! Check out the stuff in her Kirkwall Kops (LOL). I use them as background research!

writing goals for 2024:

KEEP GROWING AS A WRITER. Keep plugging at long fic (maybe finish!?), finish and release Kiss Me Moonstruck, do the DAFF OC / OC exchange

new works:

LOLOL the last new work that isn't a companion fic to the longfic or the longfic itself is my Kinktober spanking (yes, really) one shot Proper Provocation. I spent a long time trying to figure out how to reasonably get Cullen to spank my OC Rose and I think getting them bickering and turning it into a playful spank fight was the way to go. THIS IS NOT HIGHLY POLISHED but it is silly and fun and smuttish and I yeeted it onto AO3. Please enjoy my new work 😂

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#in the shattering of things #rose trevelyan #my writing #theluckywizard #it's been a year

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the-voltage-diaries · 4 years ago

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BirTAKIDAY Countdown Day 2: “You’ve always been able to make me smile.” - Taki Kozaki [Request]

Special thanks to @akaiiro-yume for being the beta/proof reader. Your reactions are the absolute best, after your typos of course. THANK YOU!

“What are you doing?” Taki asked, peeking over (Y/N)’s shoulder to catch a glimpse of what she held in her delicate hands. His arms placed themselves on the backrest of the couch and he rested his weight against them, relaxing at once when (Y/N)’s familiar scent reached him. She smelled like roasted chestnuts, mixed with a bit of some welcoming cocoa.

“Hmm?” (Y/N) turned to look at him, settling back into the soft cushions and wrapping her quilt a little tighter around herself. “Oh,” she continued, processing his question, “I was just looking through some of our photo-books.”

Taki raised a questioning brow and glanced at the matte pages smoothening under (Y/N)’s warm palm. On the table beside her lay some more thick books, the corners of pictures peeking out of them. His eyes briefly scanned the spine of what appeared to be a year book, but before he could investigate any more, his wife intertwined their fingers, stealing his attention.

“Want to join me?” Her big, beautiful eyes bore into his inquisitively, and he couldn’t deny that the idea of cuddling under the quilt on a cold day with his beloved did sound pretty darn tempting. “Looking back on the memories will be fun, I promise!”

Little did she know, she didn’t need to even try to convince the man. He was already whipped enough for her to grab on to any opportunity to have her close and never let go.

“Ow!” she cried out when Taki pinched her cheeks adoringly, a chuckle spilling past his lips. “That hurts, you know!”

His fingers let go of the soft skin of her cheek and he walked around the couch to stand in front of her. “Not my fault you’re adorable. Now scoot.”

(Y/N) turned to the side to allow Taki to drop into the space between her and the back of the couch, and once he was settled, she let him slip his arm behind her head and nuzzled into his shoulder. Taki quietly kissed the top of her head while his other arm slipped around her waist, pulling her close.

“Mm, you’re warm,” he whispered, inhaling the calm scent of cocoa coming off of her as he buried his head deeper into the crook of her neck. “Now, what were you looking at?”

“Our pictures. It’s nice taking a walk down the memory lane once in a while, you know?”

“Mm-hmm, it does,” he murmured, his voice taking on a deeper rumble. It was surprising how only being in (Y/N) close proximity relaxed him immediately, no questions asked. It was so easy for him to lose himself in her warmth, her love. He enjoyed every living second of it.

A comfortable silence descended between the two as (Y/N) flipped the pages, pointing at something or the other every now and then. Taki only hummed in acknowledgement, too focused on any and every shot of his wife to bother looking at anything else.

‘She’s beautiful. She always has been,’ he thought to himself, stealing a quick glance at his smiling partner, noticing the way her eyes lit up every time a new memory flashed at the front of her mind. ‘I’m so damn lucky to have her in my life again...’

“Oh! These are from our wedding,” she suddenly exclaimed, stopping his train of thought. He looked back at the pages to see the picture of his then-fianceé, dressed up in white from head to toe, with occasional splashes of blue and red. She had looked like the most gorgeous woman on the planet that day, the epitome of elegance and beauty as she walked down the aisle and into his waiting arms.

“You look beautiful,” he said, tracing his fingers over the picture, and (Y/N) couldn’t stop the blood that shot to her cheeks at the way he used present tense, backhandedly complimenting her beauty even to the present day. “We really did get married, didn’t we?”

“Such a flirt,” she whispered to herself, but she knew he heard it - if the way he scoffed in amusement was any indication. “And what do you mean, ‘didn’t we’? If you have any regrets, I’ll have you know it’s too late. You’re stuck with me till you go bald and have a wrinkly little face with drooping eyes.” She paused, and before he could utter a word, she added, “Actually, you know what? You’re stuck with me not only till then but even after then. Deal with it.”

She watched on with adoring eyes as he erupted into a fit of laughter, kissing the top of her head again as his shoulders shook. “Ah, gosh,” he breathed as he finally calmed down, “You’re hilarious.”

He gave her eyes a meaningful look before he lifted up her left hand, placing his gentle lips on the ring shining on its designated finger.

“I could never regret that day, even if I tried. It’s just that... I still can’t believe you actually married me. It still seems as magical as it did then, believe me.” He dipped his head, giving her a light peck before pulling back to gaze into her orbs. His eyes flickered down to look at her lips for a second before her hand came to rest at the back of his neck, pulling him in for another kiss.

It wasn’t deep still, but the way their mouths moved in harmony seemed too addictive to let go of, making this one last a bit longer.

“And for the record,” Taki whispered as he pulled back to smile at her, connecting their foreheads, “I’d be glad to have you sticking by side till we grow old. I’d welcome it, even.”

“What an absolute flirt,” she said, louder this time, and bopped his nose before turning back to the picture book. “Let’s get back to this, yeah?”

“We can look at it later...”

Taki was about to grab her by her jaw and pull her to him, when (Y/N) said, “No can do. I’m not about to miss this precious smile, got it?”

It was then that Taki’s eyes turned to the page, giving it a once over, and he saw a four years younger version of himself, dressed up in a smart three-piece suit. It was a shot of him looking at the aisle as (Y/N) walked towards him, and on his face was a look of pure love and adoration.

In the picture, his eyes lit up like the brightest of stars and his lips tugged up into the most mesmerizing of smiles at the sight of the woman who would soon be his wife.

“There’s nothing special about it. It’s just a smile,” he muttered, rolling his eyes playfully.

“Oh boy, you have NO idea how precious you look when you smile, do you?”

“I do not look precious.”

“Damn straight you do.”

“Do not.”

“Yes you do.”

“No, I don’t.”

“If you disagree one more time, I’ll make Yosuke Chinese food. Exclusively for him.”

That successfully shut Taki up, and (Y/N) grinned at her victory before jumping up to press a kiss to his cheeks when she saw him pout. This man was downright adorable to the extent of being illegal. Goddamnit, him and his dorky self.

“Oh wait,” (Y/N) paused, suddenly getting up to grab another book from the table. “Let me show you something.”

She nuzzled back into his side with a yearbook in her hands, and quickly opened up a page with another shot of Taki - albeit a teenage one - sweating with soccer ball in his hands, a proud, victorious smile gracing his features.

“Look at that. Such a precious smile,” she muttered, and Taki didn’t miss the way she seemed absolutely smitten. They were both whipped for each other, alright. “And look at this, and this, and this!”

(Y/N) kept pulling out more and more pictures of Taki from the books, some of them being from his teenage years, some from his older years, and some from their married life. All of them were from different time periods, but they had one thing in common; Taki was smiling in every single one of them.

“Who knew you could smile so much?” (Y/N) looked at him, a mischievous chuckle escaping her. “If someone had told me this was you when I first met you after 10 years, I would have smacked them in the head.”

“... Is it really that rare...” Taki scratched at the back of his neck, a sheepish blush making it’s way to his face. When (Y/N) sent an affirmative nod his way, it was all he could do to not feel any more embarrassed. “Well, you shouldn’t really be that surprised, I suppose.”

“Hm? Why so?”

“I mean...” Taki bit his lip, willing himself to go on and complete his statement instead of letting his awkwardness get to him, “It’s because of you, after all.”

(Y/N) looked at him, her inquisitive eyes asking him to elaborate on it, and he did just that.

“It’s not my fault, you know, that...” he whispered, looking away in defeat as the red in his cheeks deepened, and (Y/N) had to forcefully stop herself from cooing at her precious little ball of fluff, “You’ve always been able to make me smile.”

“Oh my god, I love you,” (Y/N) muttered to herself, at a complete loss for words. Her awe at how cute her husband could possibly get gave way to a wide smile and she burst into a fit of giggles, wrapping her arms around Taki and pulling him close, the album forgotten.

“Enough, shut it already,” Taki murmured, hiding his face in the crook of her neck as he pulled her closer. He didn’t have a lot of time, though, because (Y/N) pulled his face back to look at him before stooping in for a quick kiss.

“I mean it. I love you, Taki.” She looked into his eyes, and all he saw the traces of humor vanishing from her own, a genuine care replacing them. “I love you,” she repeated.

One of his hands shut the book close and he bent forward to place it back on the table, before settling back into the warmth of the couch. His palm cupped her jaw, fingers gingerly grazing her cheek. He looked at her with so much love in that moment as he dived in, stopping just short of her lips. “I love you too, (Y/N),” he breathed, capturing her mouth with his own in the sweetest, slowest, gentlest of kisses.

And she heard it loud and clear. Both, the message he sent her directly, and message swimming behind those words, just hiding under the surface.

Thank you for being the reason I smile.

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