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Is strictly forbidden to share without permission, re-upload them to webs pages, use them for comercial purposes or print them.
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Sigma x Moira be like
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I’d like ao3 to know that I love and appreciate its service to the fan community
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A preview of my fic for the @zenyattazine ! Zenyatta reminisces about sapience, loss, and the future.
Zenyatta knew everything, everything that the thousands of his model knew. They could walk. They could talk. Say please, thank you, cash or credit. They wore clothes. They did not wonder why other omnics did not. They were not other omnics. They did not hear the cries of the lost then as Zenyatta does now, ghostly, gnarled fingers splayed through space and time and ones and zeroes, echoing in his core.
He did not know what he did not know. A startling, freeing concept, when one begins to pry. The boundaries of knowledge that resisted query, the edge of his code. Access denied. But why? Nothing had been forbidden before. Nothing he had known about. It took like roots in rich loam. The taste forbidden, destabilizing, overwhelming and all encompassing.
Unstoppable.
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Every chapter. Every one shot. Every drabble. Every ficlet. Whether it’s on a personal website, a blog, or an archive. Whether you’ve read it a hundred times before or you’re reading it for the first time. Whether the fic was posted years ago or minutes ago. Whether you sign your name or leave your thoughts anonymously. Whether your comment is paragraphs in length or a few short words. Comment on every fanfic you read and enjoy in the month of January.
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i cant jive with dragon age discourse anymore let it be known that i will not endorse any faction and that my politics will be based on a sexy meter ive developed. according to this rule of moral measurement vivienne is president and solas is somewhere in hell. cole is exempt from mortal judgment cuz hes a lil ugly and white but hes also the first spirit to ever Develop a dick through sheer force of will
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Cole for @kidklarion for the giveaway
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My only hope for DA4 is that we see or hear from Cole again
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