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snurtle · 7 hours
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I feel like I've said this before somewhere, but I feel like ever since I got covid (and complications from said covid) making art has taken longer, been harder, and looked... worse????
I can't tell if it's psychological or if I lost an amount of muscle memory but man. It's been six months and I still don't feel the same.
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snurtle · 1 day
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For anyone who hasn't seen them before, Hidden Search Operators are handy tricks you can use when you're either searching or filtering AO3.
summary: string is a generic way of explaining that you can search AO3 for a specific word that appears in a summary. You can do this from the search bar in the header, from the Any Field box at the top of the Advanced Search form, or from the Search Within Results box at the bottom of the filter menu.
Examples:
summary: Bruce
summary: "Bruce Banner"
summary: Bruce OR summary: Banner OR summary: Hulk
You need to put quotation marks around your search term if it is more than one word. The quotes make sure that the site searches for those two words together.
The other two operators listed work best in the Search Within Results box.
expected_number_of_chapters: 1 will return results where every fic has only 1 chapter currently posted.
You can use expected_number_of_chapters: -1 if you want results where every fic has more than 1 chapter currently posted.
otp:true will return results where there is only 1 relationship tag on the fic. If you want results where there are 2+ relationship tags (and no fics with only 1 relationship tag) then you can use otp:false
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snurtle · 1 day
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The devastating difference between how much time it takes to write something vs how fast people read it lol
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snurtle · 1 day
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what im learning is that you cannot avoid your way into a life you enjoy
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snurtle · 2 days
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of course you have a full suit of armour both marking you as the romantic ideal of masculinity and obscuring your body so completely that your sex loses importance when signifying your gender and class. and pronouns
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snurtle · 2 days
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Bit telling that for years and years evangelical religious extremists have been allowed on university campuses with their bullhorns and horrific imagery where they harass students into physical altercations and when students complain to the university’s administration they just shrug their shoulders citing freedom of speech but when those same tuition-paying students start protesting against war and genocide they call SWAT
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snurtle · 3 days
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Rating: M | Category: M/M | Words: 33 312 | Chapters 15/29
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When Magister Dorian Pavus' expedition meets unexpectedly with a clan of unhappy Dalish elves, First Taren Lavellan may be the unhappiest among them. Unhappier still to be put to the task of helping to see his quest through. This is the tale of how a fortnight in the forests of the Free Marches can change everything.
Read from the beginning
Chapter 15: Trapped
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The temple’s entrance emerged from the forest all at once. One moment, they were pushing past tree branches and stepping over thick roots, and the next, Dorian was face-to-face with a huge and unforeseen slab of rock; a moss-covered outcropping of stone which pressed itself out of a high hill of forest covered earth. A rusting metal fixture bolted into the stone was all that marked the spot as being anything other than a plain, rocky cliff. The fixture held a torch which looked old and decrepit enough to crumble in his hands. 
The First stepped forward. He pushed away some growth of vines and tapped his staff over the creeping moss which grew as a soft fur coat up the cliff's shadowed lower half. The moss crumbled away, revealing rows and rows of intricate runic carvings. 
Then the First said something, a muttered string of Elvhen words accompanied by another couple taps of his staff. The carvings alighted, and the rock split open. 
Dorian watched as the stone creaked in low, grating sounds to reveal a doorway into pitch darkness. He plucked the torch from the wall, glad to find it felt sturdy enough in his hand, and lit it with a spark of magic. The spark took to the wrappings in a gust of energy, flame-like but not. Wisps of greenish flame stuck to its top, but looking closely, the torch didn’t even really seem to burn. The eerie veil-tinted light was steady, unaffected by Dorian’s motion or any passing breeze. 
Dorian gestured with his torch towards the dark entryway which the elf had revealed. “After you,” he offered. 
Without hesitation or concern, in marched the First.
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snurtle · 4 days
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I love you tragedy I love you corruption arcs I love you doomed relationships I love you character succumbing to their fatal flaw I love you codependency I love you characters doomed to die from the start I love you road to hell paved with good intentions
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snurtle · 4 days
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Shit man, this wizard war is fucked. I just saw a guy clap his hands together and say "the ten hells" or some similar shit, and every one around him turned inside out, had their tibia explode and then disappeared. The camera didn't even go onto him, that's how common shit like this is. My ass is casting frostbite and level 2 poison. I think I just heard "power word:scrunch" two groups over. I gotta get the fuck outta here.
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snurtle · 5 days
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friendly reminder that the age of technology is coming to an end and a new age of blood magic and dark rituals will take its place
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snurtle · 5 days
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compelled yesterday to make a zine about a lifetime of being a contrarian little shit sketched left-handed and inked right (ow)
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snurtle · 5 days
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god if there was a book of forbidden spells I wouldn’t even hesitate
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snurtle · 5 days
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snurtle · 6 days
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The Beast that Bothers
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snurtle · 6 days
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The Group of Czech-Slovak Surrealists, The Fortune Teller’s Surrealist Cards, 1999
Talent, The Decisive Encounter, Health The Messenger from the East, The Sacred Cow, The Predator Death, Grief, Bad Advice The Ideal, Crematorium, Bath Lovers, The Lover, Moderation
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snurtle · 7 days
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rain photo study
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snurtle · 7 days
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One thing I noticed after listening to hours of dragon age banter is that so many conversations start with Person A posing a question to Person B, but the question has no subject like B is just supposed to know what A is talking about right off the bat.
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