#posting my bg3 sketches to the Void

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gale :)

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My first Tav, Ophelia 💜

[dragon--sage]

writing patterns

ty @cleric4vampire for tagging me in this!!! and i'm tagging @sillyliterature and @darethshirl (i'm so sorry i'd tag more of you but my brain is fried af. if you see this consider yourself tagged and i would love to see them if you decide to share!!)

rules: list the first line(s) of your last 10 posted fics and see if there's a pattern!

in order from newest to oldest! click the title for the link to each.

LINES

Radiant Hopeful (bg3, astarion x tav)

“Astarion, can I show you something?”

Nightswim (bg3, astarion x tav)

It was a quiet evening in camp, and Nyana was sitting a ways off from the fire, on a hollowed-out log, working on a few rather pathetic sketches of the local plant life.

Spark That Set the Pyre (bg3, astarion x tav, explicit)

Most nights, when Astarion fed off Nyana, she tried to keep her interest and involvement as prim and polite as possible.

The Chivalrous Charlatan (bg3, astarion x tav)

Astarion was going to kill the sorcerer.

Someone I Like Better (bg3, astarion x tav, explicit)

It was night and day, how completely things had changed between Astarion and Nyana, after Cazador had been finished—after the graveyard.

Sunstruck (bg3, astarion x tav)

“Pouting? Or plotting?”

Places of Oblivion (dragon age inquisition, unfinished solavellan modern au, explicit)

Ellana, usually, did not fuck with dating apps.

No Better Waste of Time (dragon age inquisition, unfinished solavellan fix-itish longfic, explicit)

In a darkened attic with a vaulted ceiling, many cobwebs, and one industrious family of rats (who liked to keep to themselves), Ellana Lavellan sat cross-legged in front of an inactive but intact eluvian, her reflection a glaring smudge in the warped surface of the silvery glass.

Her Eyes the Stars (dragon age inquisition, solavellan)

Her eyes — Void take him — he could easily spend a century trying to capture the way their startling amber color appeared in different lighting.

Etha, Ama (dragon age inquisiiton, solavellan, explicit)

It was Satinalia — Feastday.

and bonus even though it's not within the last 10 i have such a soft spot for this fic:

Cry Havoc! (dragon age inquisition, gen fic, background solavellan)

Marquise Briala and Empress Celene were clearly arguing, but Ellana Lavellan was going to interrupt them anyway.

PATTERNS

Um these are all products of my respective hyperfixations on solavellan and tavstarion, so there's that. I see a few long ass run ons, as I expected ahahhaa, but also short, clipped ones. Only a few are in between. Some of them drop you right into the action and others are more scene-setting. The em dash (l m a o). Other than that I think I've been looking at this too long to see anything except my own questionable grammatical choices 😂

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my penchant for info dumping scene-setting run ons makes this extremely difficult but in case anyone else wants to try:

Vixstarria's additional rule: see if you can arrange the lines into a semi-coherent crackfic.