#laceandlyrium

[thedicepaladin]

If you’re still doing dice palettes I’d love one for my half orc cleric! He’s half orc half elf and grew up in a coastal elf village where he tried very hard to fit in but was always a little lonely and left out. Once he was old enough he left the town to try and find his orc father. He’s pretty reserved and very confused about who he really is. Light green skin, light blue eyes, wears a lot of earthy colors and loves to be out in stormy weather (he’s a tempest cleric!) Thank you!

Oooh! Tempest Clerics are fun~ As are half-orcs

@laceandlyrium

#laceandlyrium #dice palette #dicethetic #dice aesthetic #dice #dnd #dungeons and dragons #my dice #thedicehoard #dice nerds #dice collecting #dice collection #dice collector #tabletop #tabletop roleplaying #tabletop rpg #pathfinder #5e

[keepmeaftermidnight]

hey @laceandlyrium when do we continue this misadventure

#swtor #swtor shenanigans #chat logs #laceandlyrium #vvplays

[pretty-eyes-jaeger]

4 and 23 for the fanfic ask thing! And I hope your 2018 is a great one full of things that make you happy ❤️

Thank you so much! I hope that your 2018 is just as wonderful, full of joy and good things!!!

4. total number of words you wrote this year

Too many and yet not enough. I wrote 49,528 published words on Ao3, thousands more in tumblr request fills, and so many, many more in pages and pages on unpublished, unfinished works! 

23. fics you wanted to write but didn’t

Haha, where do I start? Well, I have the two sequel to Dancing With Strangers that I’ve been trying to write since 2015, named Talking to Angels (Springles) and Counting the Stars (Jeanmarco). I’ve also had a Jeanmarco modern day, college au fic in the works since 2015, and I mean, I’m still holding out on writing that one. There are a bunch of Jeanmarco and Reibert week fics I planned and didn’t follow through. I’ve thought up a Haikyuu universe where all the captains live together and struggle through college together. I’ve had multiple plot bunnies for Haikyuu and SNK. I’ve also recently had a few Marauders Era fic bunnies. There have been SO MANY fics I wanted to write this year and didn’t. It’s been a year! 

2017 Fanfic Asks

#laceandlyrium #answered #thank you so much!!! #<3

[thievinghippo]

I think this is the first creativity challenge since I started following you that I won't have time to participate in, but I want to wish you (and everyone else) good luck!! I'm always floored by how productive and fun these challenges are. You're so wonderful for running them ❤️❤️

Thank you! We’ll miss you but I definitely want to pass along the good vibes to everyone else joining in on the fun!

#laceandlyrium #hippo's creativity challenge #hippo answers questions

[nicoolios]

Days Past

Here’s my gift to @laceandlyrium for the @holidayharbinger gift exchange. Hope you like it!

“How you proceed is up to you, Rosie. I say romance. Candles. Bubble baths. Dinner. Unless more intimate. Then alone time. Should inspect you first. Want to make sure you’re fine. Unless you prefer Chakwas-”

“Mordin, please. Not necessary. I don’t even know what we’re doing yet.” Her mind supplied the word date, causing a deep blush. It was her first time planning a private outing with Kaidan since the destruction of the Normandy SR-1 and she was nervous as all get out. They had done things together before since Huerta, but they had all been group activities. Alone was terrifying. “And if I remember correctly, all I asked for was life advice. Not detailed analysis of my sex life.”

“Ah, yes. Apologies. Carry on, then.”

Sighing heavily, Rosie left the med bay. Served her right for asking the overeager salarian about interpersonal relationships. Nothing was ever straightforward anymore. Not in her professional life, her social life, and now apparently her love life. Her trip to Mordin hadn’t been entirely useless, though. An idea began to take shape in her mind. She toyed with it as she prepared a cup of tea. As it brewed she became lost in thought, wondering how on Earth she was to reconcile her relationship with Kaidan. Instinctually Rosie felt the need to be in charge of the whole affair. It was in her nature to look out for others and solve their problems however she could. Ever since she could remember she always classified herself as the “mom friend.” As she grew older and joined the Alliance, therefore being introduced to the exotic new species the galaxy had to offer, only cemented the personality trait. Other races didn’t view it as strange, leading to some very awkward late night chats about boundaries.

But all her friends got wise of the situation and insisted she should step back. Let somebody else do the work for once. Let the man prove his respect, her worth to him. Eventually they wore her down. Relinquishing control wasn’t easy for someone born to be in command. Consequently she had nothing to do today. The Normandy was docked at the Citadel and most its occupants enjoying the change of scenery. Even Joker convinced EDI to attend a movie with him. All that was well and good. Rosie had no desire to leave before noon. The Normandy was home more than the Citadel would ever be. Her training prevented appreciation of sudden drastic change. A few days before Anderson gave her permission to use his local apartment, but doing so felt wrong. Like he was giving away his possessions in preparation for death. So long as he was alive Rosie refused to treat it as her own.

There was always Silverson Strip. Arcades and fighting arenas were nice when joined by friends. Otherwise alone it felt like work. The Citadel remained relatively untouched by the war. Why taint it with a war relic? Besides, Rosie liked the quiet. It wasn’t often total silence enveloped the mess hall. Even the warp core took a rest. Steam twirled up in gentle plumes from the mug. The tan liquid wobbled slightly in her shaking hands. Cerberus repaired old tendon damage brought upon by years of abuse, but machinery wore down. Computers failed. Sophisticated wiring didn’t hold up to days of use and no proper care or rest. Hands able to steady a gun couldn’t hold a mug properly. Quite sad.

A hand slapped her shoulder out of nowhere, resulting in spilled tea soaking her shirt. Rosie yelped in surprise and pain. The scalding liquid forced her frantic spin to the sink next to her. Hurriedly she blotted her chest. As the tea was absorbed by the towel she glanced up to see Tali standing eagerly before her. The young quarrian seemed way too excited about something. She bounced on her toes, her fingers deciding whether to intertwine or reach out to Rosie. She apparently decided a mix of the two was best. Rosie set the towel aside to give her friend her whole attention. “What’s got you all worked up?”

If Tali hadn’t been wearing a face mask her expression would’ve made it obvious. As it was, she still took Rosie’s hand excitedly. “I was wondering if you would allow me to assist you in your daytime preparations? Like you used to help me before we went to the Citadel?”

“You mean when you asked if we could play dress up because you were bored?” Her dipped head confirmed her answer. This is what she got for making friends with young, impressionable girls. Still, perhaps some good would come out of it. “Fine. Yes. But only because I have no idea what to do.”

“Oh, this will be such fun!” she squealed. “Come on while the day is still young.” She grabbed Rosie’s hand to lead her to her cabin.

What followed was a very long, very complex, very…interesting game of “Making Rosie Look Presentable.” Her hair was pulled in a million different directions. Numerous shades of makeup painted her face, combinations never thought possible attempted. Dress after dress was shoved over her head only to be tossed aside. As the couch slowly became swamped, so did the coffee table under piles of everything else: shoes, jewelry, and the like. The entire contents of her closet were turned inside out until Tali found the perfect match. Rosie’s hair was swept up in a messy braided crown. Her eyelids were dusted with green, her lips silver, and her nails a lighter mix of the two. Her dress draped low over her back, scooping her chest in a wave of sparkles. The whole thing was a deep grassy green, knee-length and skintight. On her neck was a simple charm, a Christmas gift from Ashley years ago. Last but not least, strappy silver heels clung to her feet.

All in all Rosie felt overly dolled up, like she was attending a wedding instead of wandering the Citadel. Was all this really necessary? Just to impress rich civilians who didn’t give a damn about what she was trying to do? Tali admired her handiwork for a split second. It was rather impressive, its unpracticality notwithstanding, given its source. Standing before the bathroom mirror, Rosie had to admit she looked good. She thanked Tali while leading her to the elevator. Now she had to go out. They made it as far as the galaxy map before the pinging of the personal computer drew her attention. Only a skeleton crew remained on the ship; those out and about more than likely had their omni tools on them. There was no need for the computer to be receiving messages. “Go on ahead,” she told her friend, urging her towards the airlock. Eyeing the flashing image, Rosie clicked the box.

Hey Rosie,

Sorry I had to tell you this through text. You were so busy I didn’t want to bother you with something unimportant. Meet me at Apollo’s at noon for lunch? Figured you could use a distraction and besides, they still have steak on the menu.

Meet you there. Kaidan

It wasn’t automatically stamped with his rank and job title, meaning he took the time to type it out personally. He knew she had nothing to do today, knew they needed some personal time to sort out whatever their relationship was. The man knew more than she ever would. How could she say no to the flood of memories returning at the sight of his name? From their post-mission chats on the SR-1 to the endless lonely nights hunting Collectors to the hell that was their trip to Mars. The clock on the edge of the screen read 11:30. Either she must leave now or feign ignorance.

Rosie bolted to the door. Running was so much harder in heels. Curse Tali for bypassing the comfortable boots. Wait a minute. Tali’s dress up request seemed awfully convenient after reading the message. It was almost like she knew Kaidan planned an outing. Highly suspicious. Regardless she rushed to the nearest cab station and summoned a ride. The trip was relatively short, thank the stars, and the driver accepted her credit chit with ease. Now running looked out of place. Toning it down to a brisk walk, Rosie passed oblivious citizens and hyper security alike. Then, standing at the base of the stairs leading to the restaurant, she saw him. Too late to back out now.

He sat at a table overlooking the lake, staring at the intricacy of the artificial sun illuminating the calm water. A menu and glass of beer already sat before him. He didn’t notice her at first, but when he did, he smiled warmly. He knew something she didn’t. He managed to surprise Commander Shepard.

Kaidan rushed to pull a seat for her. Rosie sat awkwardly, feeling too dressed up and noting each set of eyes lingering on them. Not every day two war heroes enjoyed a casual lunch date in public. “Why’d you ask over e-mail? And why did Tali know before me?”

Rubbing the back of his neck, Kaidan replied, “You were so busy with psych evals I wanted to give you some time. And I know you two spent a lot of time together on the first Normandy. It always ended with you in a good mood. I miss this side of you.”

She blushed. She knew Kaidan loved their time together before she was spaced, knew she loved her breaks from the job with Ashley, Tali, and Liara. “This side of me isn’t out there saving lives. The entire galaxy depends on me. Every minute I’m not out there fighting more innocent people die.”

“I don’t intend to keep you from that, Rosie. But we need to talk.”

“What’s there to talk about?” Horizon. Suicide mission. Staying faithful. Revival. House arrest with no visits. Mars. Cerberus. Saying I’m a husk. “You made your side pretty clear when you called me a terrorist and equated me to a damn abomination.”

The waiter saved an immediate response by collecting drink orders. The alcohol would be welcome. Kaidan pretended to peruse the menu while he thought of how to word his answer. “Rosie, you know I’m more than sorry about that. I should’ve known you’d never return to Cerberus.”

It was an apology she’d heard a thousand times before. But this time, with the setting and atmosphere and him actively trying to start anew, it felt more…believable. Like it was said enough ties to breech her hardened exterior. “What if I accept your apology? We can’t pretend none of this ever happened. You still said some nasty things, I still ignored you…”

Their drinks were set before them and food ordered. Kaidan’s promise of steak held true. A long discussion ensued, starting at square one and only moving forward. Their sandwiches disappeared followed by their drinks. Despite Rosie’s observation of death lurking everywhere, they even took a walk around the Presidium. By the end their heads were clear, their hearts full, and their sense of purpose renewed. Come late afternoon they found themselves enjoying the Silverson Strip. Laughing harder than she had in ages, Rosie admitted this was a great decision. She might even have a future with her old flame. Come nightfall, they even found themselves leaving the casino in favor of her cabin on the Normandy. The night was old, but they were young. And Rosie wouldn’t have it any other way.

#mass effect #shenko #fanfic #gift exchange #laceandlyrium

[inkberrry]

laceandlyrium ---> inkberrry

#time for a change #blog name change

[jamesholden]

That Holden's Coffee sweatshirt is so adorable! (as is the person in it!) Can I ask where you got it?

I NEVER SAW THIS I AM SO SORRY!!!!!!! like never even got an alert on this website oh my gosh i hope i haven’t kept you waiting long!!!!!

so i got it HERE on redbubble! i also have a phone case and sticker because as a barista I am delighted by it!

also no, stop that, we don’t speak LIES HERE

#laceandlyrium

[captaindannylid]

So I saw an ask you answered about what your icon was from, and it sounded cute so I looked it up - and now I have obsessively been playing that game for three days. So thank you for unknowingly introducing me to it!

duuuuuuude!! i’m glad!!!! its a really good game (tho be warned some of the routes can get rlly INTENSE) (((also i’m rlly glad i dragged someone else down into dating sim hell with me)))

#laceandlyrium

[keepmeaftermidnight]

Once you get this, you have to say five things you like about yourself, publicly. Then you have to send this to ten of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool~)

fjadksn ive been thinking about this since you sent it and when i finally sat down it took me an hour to fuckin write it and then….the page fucked off and………its lost……..goddamn fuacj im sorry it was something like1. speak english make friends across the world2. word poetry when it hits and whatever art and diy projects3. i have no idea what 3 was trash brain lmao???4. something about whatever makes people think im worth the trouble and thanks for sticking around5. staying learning growing healing together

#im crying i re-wrote this in 2 sec im so tired #it took me forever to break through five thousand layers of self hatred to write anything at all and then its like????? #im sorry dana ilu sobs #laceandlyrium #positivity #vveyl

[pretty-eyes-jaeger]

"Really? Do I look stupid?" For the snk pairing of your choice 😍

Ah, thank you so much! I’m not quite sure what inspired this, but I went with Aruani, with some sides of Reiner, Bertholdt, Mina, and Hitch. I’ve just been really into the Titan Trio living together, and liked the idea of the boys being Annie’s biggest fans, so while Armin isn’t technically in it, it’s still mostly about Aruani. It’s also a modern college apartment au because I live for those. Hope you enjoy!

(And, as usual, there’s a cut because these things always get longer than expected!) 

Five Word Prompts (Still Accepting)

“Really? Do I look stupid?” - Aruani

           Annie Leonhardthad not been on a real date in years. Cause even though she’d been grabbingcoffee with Armin Arlert for about two months now, none of those could reallybe classified as ‘dates,’ because they weren’t actually dating and neither onehad seen it that way. But as of last Monday, Armin had official asked her outon a real date, to a real restaurant, and Annie had agreed. Which was why, forthe first time since meeting him at the start of the semester, Annie actuallycared what Armin thought of her.

           Every rationalpart of her said that it didn’t matter; she’d liked Armin almost immediately,and knew that he felt the same and if he liked her enough as it was, then itdidn’t really matter what she looked like for the date. She also rationallyreasoned that Armin was probably the least shallow person she’d ever met, andappearances probably meant zero to him. However, that didn’t stop anotherlittle voice in Annie head telling her that this time was different, and thatshe had to be the most attractive woman he’d ever seen, or he’d realize thatasking her out was a mistake. Annie wanted to beat the owner of that voice witha very sharp stick, but didn’t have the time at the moment as she siftedthrough the contents of her closet.

           And when herown closet had proved useless, Annie had summoned up the courage to call Mina,who thankfully lived in the apartment upstairs and was able to come to Annie’said. The only problem with calling Mina was that it alerted both her roommate(Hitch,) and Annie’s roommates (Reiner and Bertholdt,) that something was goingon and Annie had neglected to involve them in it. So now, as Annie stared atherself in the mirror for the fifteenth time, wearing Mina’s navy blue sundress and white wedge heels she’d dug up from the back of her own closet, shenot only had to impress Armin but a living room full of people she somehowstill considered friends. Granted, Bertholdt and Reiner had been cheering forher and Armin to get together all year, and Mina and Hitch had helped her withher make up and hair (both of which were rather simple, exactly as Anniewanted.) Still, Annie would’ve preferred no peanut gallery to comment.

           As she turnedfrom the mirror and gently pulled the door open, she heard voices floating infrom the living room. She walked as quietly as she could to try not to distractthem.

           “You’re morethan welcome to join us, if you want. Sasha and Connie are coming over, andpossibly Jean and Marco, and if you haven’t played the box game with Connie,you haven’t truly played the box game,” Reiner was saying.

           “Well, I’venever even heard of the box game, so I’d love to come over,” Mina replied.

           “How late doyou think you guys will go? I’m going out with Marlowe, and we might be able tostop over after,” Hitch said.

           “Oh yeah,people usually stay pretty late, so feel free to stop by,” Reiner said inresponse.

           “Cards AgainstHumanity alone can take a few hours,” Bertholdt added.

           “I’m soexcited,” Mina replied.

           And it was atthat moment that the hallway ran out and Annie couldn’t hide from the anymore. Insteadof stopping just behind the wall, knowing that if she did, she’d never comeout, Annie just walked right into the living room doorway. All eyes immediatelymoved to her.

           Mina’s face litup. “Annie!”

           “Oh my gosh!” Hitchsquealed next to her, hands pressed to her mouth. “Look at you!”

           “Wow,”Bertholdt sighed, his smile reaching all the way to his eyes.

           “Annie you look…weird,” Reiner observed, looking at her in awe.

           “Really? Do Ilook stupid?” Annie asked, the slightest hints of panic shining in her eyes asher cheeks turned pink. “I knew it. I should just wear jeans or something…”

           “No! No, I didn’tmean bad weird,” Reiner cut in quickly, standing up as Annie turned back to herroom. “It’s just… we never see you all dressed up like this. It’s nice.” Annieturned around, carefully meeting her roommate’s eyes. Reiner smiled. “You lookbeautiful.”

           Annie couldn’thide the small smile that curved up her lips. “Thank you.”

           “If Armin hadany doubts, they’re gonna be long gone,” Hitch said. Mina hit her shoulder. “Isaid if! I know he didn’t have any. It’s painfully obvious he’d head over heelsfor you, Annie.” That only made Annie blush harder, but she managed a nodnonetheless.

           “And in theunlikely event you’re right and he ever hurts you, he’ll have us to deal with,”Reiner added, gesturing to Bertholdt and himself. “We’ll mess him up for you.”

           “Maybe youwill. He’s my lab partner,” Bertholdt said in reply.

           “Yeah, let’snot hurt my potential future boyfriend,” Annie added, hating how evenconsidering the boyfriend word made her stomach flip excitedly.

           “Right. I’mgetting ahead of myself. This is only date one,” Reiner admitted, holding up hishands in surrender. “He better have you home at a decent hour, and if…”

           “Reiner, you’reher roommate, not her parental guardian,” Bertholdt interjected, standing upand moving towards Annie. He hugged her tightly. “Have a great time. Don’t benervous, just be yourself and everything will go perfectly. You look beautiful.Armin’s probably the luckiest guy in the world.” Annie smiled up at him asBertholdt let her go.

           And as theyheard the buzzer go off, signaling that her date had a arrived, Anniewhispered, “I know.”

#laceandlyrium #answered #thank you so much! #it felt so good to write again #aruani #titan trio #snk fanfic #songbird fanfic #snk

[thievinghippo]

Hippo’s Creativity Challenge winner - laceandlyrium

We have another winner!

This post is for @laceandlyrium who reached their goal! She had a goal of 20,000 words, which she easily made, making it to 23,705 words for the month! Plus she had an awesome bonus goal of working on original writing, which she made quite a bit. 

Congrats!

#hippo's creativity challenge #laceandlyrium

[candiedyamms]

Sorry I haven’t been sharing all the great haikyu content out there lately. This blog went from nicely queued to almost forgotten. I’ll still try and keep it up as much as I can, but life is busy.

If you’re interested you can find me more often on my main blog, laceandlyrium, where I cry about video games and writing and such.

#not hq #im not gonna abandon this blog things will just be a bit slow still