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khaotunng · 8 months
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the most recent version of the film to test screen at the end of June had a massive amount of unfinished elements per the person on tumblr who saw it; greg also said in a podcast interview (months before the strikes happened) that it wasn't coming out until 2024 *and* that they still had to do reshoots (which basically means filming brand new or unfinished scenes) which still haven't happened yet. so who knows when the movie will come out... if this strike continues, it may not be until closer to 2025, idk
That’s what @squeeful told me as well, hence me voting for a late release >.< we can only wait! and keep our fingers crossed
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meyhew · 1 month
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I admit I read only the first two books bc while I didn't know if I liked avery to be with grayson or jameson I felt like the author had changed her mind in between book 1 and 2 and book 2 left me quite puzzled (especially regarding jameson's characterisation). If it's worth it I'll read the third book >.> you tell me --lyde
omg really?? i feel as though she wanted a love triangle and then possibly changed her mind but to me it was so clear from the start that jamie is thee main love interest. like their first interactions, grayson is there and avery's like oh a rich, cocky know-it-all. what a surprise. she notices his features but in a very cursory way. then u get jameson and it's suchhh a standard ya male lead intro. he's shirtless, he flirts with her, she tries and fails to not notice how attractive he is. grayson being there meant nothing to me bc avery is 17 and maybe sometimes confused abt her feelings but at the end of the day it always comes back to jamie.
i think she def could've condensed books 2 and 3 into one but it's still enjoyable! the twists never stop brother. now i'm reading the follow up trilogy focusing on the brothers and im EATING grayson's plot. (she has two plots going simultaneously, shifting between gray and jamie). this one is really fleshing these boys out and exploring their daddy issues
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peak character design is when you decide something looks cool & then it winds up informing a crucial part of the character's identity
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youssefguedira · 2 years
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6, 7, 10💚
6: describe what you do and your feelings after posting a chapter.
i uh. don't do much except try not to refresh my email too much. i'm not usually massively emotional unless it's something ive been working on for a while (see: iron maiden joe, which took me two days to process that other people could actually read it and it wasn't exclusively living in my google docs). alternatively when it's a chapter in which a significant event (usually angst) occurs im sitting at my computer like >:)
7. what do you like most about being a fic writer for your fandom?
it's fun! there's just a lot of variety in things people are doing/can do within canon alone and then there's a lot of creative aus. i personally just like messing with characters. also there's a lot of general enthusiasm i think
10. why do you keep writing fics?
unfortunately i keep having ideas when i already have a lot of ongoing wips. sometimes fic writing is because i have an idea i think is cool other times it is to get rid of the brain worms
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raedear · 10 days
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well then just to bother you, one of my favourite questions to ask friends: if you were to release a musical concept album, what genre would it be? What looks what inspirations, whatever you think you’d love putting out in the world. (Have a nice day!)
—lyde
My friend and I got like THIS 🤏 close to writing a musical about Elizabeth I based on the music of Lady Gaga. I have absolutely no idea what our plot was going to be anymore, it was our standard drunk chat as much younger creatures than we are now, but if I were to create a concept album it would be that.
It's not quite the question you asked but it is my answer.
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minarcana · 1 year
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@ichoric asked:
minfilia peers up at urianger with nearly-illuminated sapphire eyes, clearly very curious about the tall elf. she smiles after a moment, something almost brighter than the sky overhead. thancred is behind her, expression unbeknownst to herself. ' hi i'm minfilia. ' ( what do u think their first meeting was like. she wanted 2 say hi first )
Urianger had been informed that he would be receiving visitors. His understanding of the situation from the Exarch was decidedly superficial, but the broad strokes were enough to have him on some level of alert. What use he has to the matters of sin eaters may be limited, but he is at least plenty confident in his ability to provide a few days of shelter.
Concern and curiosity alike bring him to the edge of Il Mheg, awaiting visitors and with a pixie flitting around him. There had been more earlier, though most abandoned the task upon realizing patience would be involved. The pixie is the first to notice an approach, cooing and darting forward before anyone has come into sight through the faint fog of Il Mheg's warding. "Oooh, Urianger, look! Someone is here! Can I go greet them?"
Forms coalesce into shadows coalesce into people. Thancred's form is easily recognizable, and the younger ward is short behind. Urianger raises a hand in greeting. "Nay, allow me that favour," he says to the pixie, who makes no secret of their disappointment at that answer. But still, they fly back to Urianger as he watches Minfilia's (for who else could it be) jog forward. She stops a polite distance from him.
It really is astounding how similar she and her namesake are. Even despite the age difference, and a shift in demeanor, it's a jarring reflection. (Urianger expected the stab of guilt in his chest at seeing her face, but he did not expect it so strongly. Oh, Minfilia, what has he made you and yours suffer with his request on the Source? How many girls have had this face, and been hurt because of it?)
Still, that is not the air one should take on for a greeting. So Urianger smiles, and bows with a sweep of his arm. "Good morrow, lady Minfilia. I am Urianger. 'Tis a pleasure to meet thee."
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Deeming his greeting complete, Urianger feels the pixie accompaniment grab the back of his head and push themselves forward like he's a springboard. "And I am Or Sul! Did you come from far away? Do you want to play? Oh, your eyes are lovely."
Of course that was inevitable... but Thancred will hardly appreciate a diversion into Lyde Lran simply for the amusement of the pixies. Urianger shakes his head. "The question of play shall be best answered later. Minfilia, Thancred, I shall show thee to the Bookman's Shelves, where ye mayst rest and tell me of your journeys. Or Sul, thou mayest come with us, but if thou trouble or enchant my companions today I shan't play with you for a week." A shocked gasp from the pixie.
He beckons for Minfilia and Thancred to follow him. True to form, his companion flitters now alongside Minfilia, trying to divert her attention to rapid-pace conversation. Ah... Urianger does have to force himself to be careful with his expressions, he thinks. She looks too much like that girl he sentenced to die, but with ever more innocence to her. He doesn't want to force his guilt onto someone who clearly does not know him, is not the same as the Minfilia he knew, despite their similarities. He shall have to mind himself, err ever on the side of ensuring he is kind to her.
Besides, she has surely been through enough already. This time... he shall be able to offer protection to her, and be a better friend to this Minfilia. This time he'll help take care of her.
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johaerys-writes · 2 years
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Dorian Pavus/Trevelyan
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A World With You, Chapter 52: A Long Day's Night
We're going to the Winter Palace baby 😎
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“What’s the word, Sparkler? Getting ready for the big day?”
Varric was behind his desk, scratching away at a piece of parchment. He glanced up at him over his glasses when Dorian set the armful of books he’d been holding down at the edge of the desk with a sigh.
“You could say that, if ‘getting ready’ includes making sure Skyhold doesn’t collapse in my absence,” Dorian said, taking that moment of respite to shake out the numbness in his hands. He’d been arranging and rearranging the scrolls and manuscripts Helisma had misplaced during their trip to the Dales, and updating the archiving ledgers to make sure the new apprentices that had joined their ranks would be following it as closely as possible. Introducing some order to the madness that was the Skyhold library’s archiving system —and most of the Southern Circles, as he had come to find out— was no small feat, but Dorian was nothing if not determined. “So far, the endeavour has been rather fruitful, but you know what they say: Minrathous wasn’t built in a day.”
“If anyone can do it, Sparkler, it’s you,” the dwarf chuckled as his pen kept leaving elegant scribbles in dark ink on the smooth parchment. “Never you mind, though. In a few days, you won’t have to think about it at all. You’ll be far, far away, drinking the finest Orlesian wines while mingling with the best Thedas has to offer.”
“Or the worst, depending on how one looks at it.” 
“Those are even better,” Varric said with a smile. “Have you been brushing up on your Orlesian? You’ll probably need it. Since I’m not coming, I’ll need you to be my eyes and ears for all the drama and the gossip. I’m counting on you.” 
“Oh, I am certain there’ll be enough of that in the reports we’ll be bringing back for you to fill three books.”
“Reports?” Varric scoffed and shook his head. “Nothing interesting is ever in those. I don’t want the nitty and gritty and dry bare bones of it— I want the juicy, tasty bits. I don't just want to know who killed the Viscount, but what is the killer’s favourite drink? Does he have an unusual mark on his face, hidden behind his mask— is there an evil twinkle in his eye? How did he seduce the Viscount’s mistress, and convince her to sneak him in through the window in the dead of night? Now that is where all the juice is.”
“My dear man, if I ever find the answers to these questions, I’ll be writing the book myself," Dorian said, propping himself on the edge of Varric's desk with a devilish smirk. "Yet I somehow doubt they are going to be found anywhere near the champagne fountain, as this is where I hope to be for most of the night. They do have champagne fountains in Orlais, don’t they? Or is that particular architectural marvel strictly a Tevinter thing?”  
“One more piece of information you must be sure to relay once you get back,” Varric winked. “Can’t keep our loyal readers in the dark, can we?”
“Oh, I wouldn’t dare.” Dorian chuckled. Skyhold was buzzing with excitement, the residents as well as the visiting nobles and dignitaries falling like flies upon every piece of news of the Grand Masquerade. Dorian couldn’t say he wasn’t sharing the enthusiasm. It had been far too long since he’d found himself in anything resembling a ball in far too long — Lady Josephine had still been unable to secure an invitation for him to the Grand Ball of Lydes, so the Winter Palace was clearly the next best thing. As much as the Iron Bull and Sera tried to convince him that the impromptu drinking parties they held at the tavern every week were better, Dorian refused to be swayed. ‘No one knows how to party better than the Orlesians,’ was the age-old adage, and Dorian was finally about to put that to the test. 
Just as he was about to pick up his books and take his leave, a woman came up to them, followed by a servant carrying several bolts of fabric. She was dressed in an extravagant red and blue dress, its high puffy collar hiding most of the lower part of her face, while the rest was covered by her silver mask and her large, flower-bedecked hat.
“Bonny, my dear,” Dorian greeted her with a wide smile. “Is this the fabric I requested? You are a delight.”
The merchant inclined her head. “Of course,” she said. “Two days earlier than agreed, and at no extra cost to you, my lord.”
“Ah, but that’s splendid! And at just the right time,” Dorian said, inspecting the bolts the servant held in his arms. He had taken every care in selecting them, and he was sure his tailor would find those best suited to the designs Dorian had selected with relative ease. Southern mages had a certain reputation when it came to fashion —mainly, that they had not a clue about it— and he knew he could hardly count on Solas to amend that. Dorian had thus taken it upon himself to be the best dressed at the ball— after the Empress herself, of course. There was being ambitious, and there was being over-eager; never a good look. “Take them straight to the undercroft, if it isn’t too much bother? Harrit will know where to place them.”
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rydykg · 2 years
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Happy STS! What's a lie your OCs believe about themselves? Why do they think it's true? Do they ever change their minds?
(Sorry for sending this one a bit late 😅)
(it’s fine! i’d send one to you too (if i haven’t already), but that might be a little too late now,,)
i’ll do ghb for this one, so anyway-
Lydes: believes he’s good at being organised
he is, for everything but his emotions. while compartmentalising is technically organisation, it… doesn’t always work out.
he only semi-changes his mind. like, he will acknowledge it, but will still claim otherwise if asked.
Julia: thinks she’s a decent cook
she’s more of a “passable” cook in that her food is at least edible. her boyfriend is keeping up that lie, mainly bc he kept encouraging her the first few times she let him try out her food because he believed they would get better. and they did, but only marginally so.
this lie only keeps up until she shows her cooking to her colleagues
Kove: thinks he’s good at managing situations
like with Lydes, he’s good at managing situations that aren’t for himself.
they… well, i’m not sure if i want them to figure it out or not, so i’ll leave that up in the air
Kim: believes she is a functioning and completely mentally stable individual
she’s touch-starved.
she figures this out in the middle of her story, after her divorce
Ves: thinks they have successfully outrun their (so as to not give spoilers, let’s just say—) pursuers
they have evaded them, but their impacts, on the other hand…
this, they won’t be figuring out for quite some time
honestly i… don’t think i answered this all too correctly? so whoops lol
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voidbeans · 3 years
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🍺 🎃 🐞 !! Miss you my dear💙
🍺- uh... Tea or hot chocolate. Chai tea and peppermint hot chocolate, specifically :)
🎃- Christmas I think. I like the snow and presents and stuff. But I am also partial to Halloween.
🐞- anything with lots of long legs. Spiders are mostly ok, I like tiny spiders they're cute- but yeah. Big, lots of legs, not my thing.
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jackswolfe · 4 years
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Le Crepes son meglio. Fine 💖
this is why us italians are superior !!! we just are don’t question it !!!
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khaotunng · 2 years
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okay ma che super complimento che mi hai fatto, grazieee! ♥
Aha ho detto solo la verità!! Hai uno stile super riconoscibile nelle gifs e adoro i colori che usi, non vedo l’ora di vedere i set per s3 :3
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nicolos · 3 years
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6,9,11 (assassins au or whatever you want💜)
6. are your projects driven more by character or plot?
generally speaking i THINK they’re more driven by character - i like my plots to be the thing that helps the character move forward? i think? hahaha. so in the assassins au, the plot is more like the background? in which the characters develop - or that’s how i would like it to be, idk how effective it always is TT
9. what are you best and worst at when writing?
worst: dialogue. asdasdasdas. i THINK so, i’m bad at dialogue, i always feel like it doesnt flow well or sounds choppy. best at: maybe descriptions? but i could be wrong. i just really feel very satisfied with how my descriptions turn out
11. give three songs or images that fit [WIP].
so i don’t usually give fic songs, they just kind of. Happen. and they haven’t happened for assassin au yet SO! three images:
dust in your eyes. there’s something so visual about this, even if it’s meant metaphorically
a sword that’s been wiped clean of blood
and - spiderman pointing at spiderman meme LOL
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Number 3 from swtor ask meme for all of your ocs.
sjhsjs okay you may not have known when you asked, but you will recognize just about everything I'm gonna say for most of these, Seren, and I adore you for giving me the opportunity to speak my truth
[questions here]
3. What Forbidden Romance — i.e., one not permitted by the game — would or do they embark on? (If they're a romance sort of person, of course.)
Ántonia: So this probably wouldn't be a serious or permanent thing, considering they've both got their Jedi responsibilities, and they're both getting therapy, and one of them winds up with a whole Padawan, but I can see her having a fling with Tau. They would at least be fast friends once Nia got to Ossus, which for her happens only about a year after the colony's establishment.
Glasha: FUCKING RISHA!!!!! FUCKED UP & EXTREMELY darksided that she isn't even a retroactive squeeze like Kira or Nadia. I mean look at her, That Woman Is Not Straight. Well, this is my silly little Star War blog, and I get to make the rules, and so I declare here & now that Glasha and Risha are a couple from the base game on & co-run their beautiful criminal empire together. So there.
Answers for Ffevi and Siolo still percolating. Kaja and Ffevi have this extremely homoerotic Sith rivalry going on with each other, but I don't think that counts for the purposes of the question. If you'll indulge me in stretching the definition of "romance", Lyde and Kaliyo have had sex exactly once, and it was terrible because Kaliyo is a selfish lover and Lyde fucks like it's her job. Ántonia and Kaliyo also got handsy on Nia's starship That One Time She Visited, and it's probably for the best they didn't go any farther than that, because I think if the twins found out they had even that much in common they wouldn't be able to speak to one another for a year.
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youssefguedira · 2 years
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Royalty, bubblegum bitch, choccy milk 👌🏻
thank you 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 i have one (1) braincell and i use it for evil purposes
(send me a color)
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andyandromache · 4 years
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💖✨ Send this to the 12 nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get 5 back you must be pretty awesome ✨💖 (This is Lyde/@nicolodigenovas)
lyde 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 ily and your youtube au 🥺💕
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luzial · 3 years
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WIP Wednesday
Tagging @akisazame, @juliafied, @nug-juggler, @crackinglamb, @in-arlathan, and @thevikingwoman (only if you want to - no pressure!)
From an upcoming chapter of Overgrown:
Ellana looked up to find, to her surprise, that the area near Krem’s truck and the trailer was all but deserted. Far in the distance, at the opposite side of the clearing, she could just make out a cluster of people huddled around one of the dig sites. Even Alexius’ bodyguards were there, standing conspicuously around the outer edges of the group. 
Weird, she thought. Had they found something? If they had, why hadn’t anyone told her? And where was Solas? He was usually easy to spot in a crowd, but now he was nowhere to be seen.
As if in answer to her question, she suddenly heard his voice spilling out from the open door of Alexius’ trailer. It was a low, furious tone that she had only heard him use once before - when he was threatening to have her kicked out of the museum back in Lydes.
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