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additionally, if i ever on accident repost and/or like any AI stuff here please contact me and let me know because i am wholeheartedly against it and i'm not great at recognizing it.

while at it i disallow for using my art, fanart or fanfiction in any programs that interact with AI. i give no permission to feed my art into m*djourney or any of the AI programs that might be created later on.

my carrd: haniebnie carrd

my general posts #: #haniebnie

my #s for my general art posts: #haniebnieart #haniebnie art

my # for my ocs: #haniebnie oc [one day i will introduce all of my ocs, i promise]

my fanart's #: #haniebnie fanart

my ao3: haniebnie i mostly post dragon age related stuff there as it is the media for me like it has captivated me with such a force for nth time since like 2015 as i don't think anything else did (the closest thing to dragon age and my love for the series was, and i highlight the past tense, ofmd, unfortunately i began to hate it after s2 finale and also the cast and people behind the show proved to be... not great :D anyways fuck zionists)

general # for my fics shall be from now on: #haniebnie fanfic

my dragon age origins fanfics:

the flower // words: 2,569 (completed); characters: fem!surana, zevran "It has grown like trees' crown together with her spine and her ribs. Like roots of the cultivated plants it found their way into the nerves of her lungs. The buds, burgeons, and not yet grown leaves unknit and unruffled in her mind. Their trifle tingled and tickled the back of her mind at all times. (...) One day. One day it would be big enough."

by the fire // words: 1,017 (completed); characters: fem!surana, alistair "The love was still there, unblossomed. Suffocated at the beginning. Yet the roots stayed."

the flowers of amaranthine // words: 1,028 (completed); characters: fem!surana, zevran "That the Fate might mishear her when they were whispered between the two lips of her and her lover and ignore her plea."

king's burden // words: 30k~ (on hiatus); characters: anora, fem!surana, zevran, alistair "The distance never counted as the love and understanding was a stronger force even if it sometimes allowed for a questioning. As religion and life go, they allow for questioning everything about it. It is just the people who limit each other. And they both were for freedom and free choice. It just so happened they always chose each other. In death and life, love."

my dragon age 2 fanfics: da2 series (officially completed, might add another fic tho)

the lights // words: 3,191 (completed); characters: anders, fem!hawke "The lights lured her here. Before all that shined gave her comfort and familiarity: coin, jewels, fire, glassy ice. Fire and light. She always slept better next to fire or dim light. Without its warmth the restlessness of her soul won. Light."

the lights aflame // words: 809 (completed); characters: anders, fem!hawke '“They're longer,” he summarized. “So are yours” replied Hawke. “I like it.” “So do I. I mean — yours. I like the length.” Amelia laughed, once again smitten irreversibly.'

the lights of carmine // words: 3,852 (completed); [tw: blood, blood magic, mention of spiders, canon typical violence]; characters: anders, fem!hawke "Even the most ethereal and divine partake in blood sacrifice. Even the most human and mundane partake in blood rituals. In dehiding. In field-dressing. In the hunt. In cooking and sustaining oneself. Or others."

the lights of another ten, fifteen, twenty // words: 1,693 (completed); characters: anders, fem!hawke "Owning or more like squatting at a house was the loop of never-ending work. Every year labor was required to keep it standing and stop it from decaying and wallowing in destruction — a reason to keep going."

the light of two fires // words: 2,919 (completed); characters: anders, fem!hawke "He sometimes looked so absent as if his body of two souls was already empty. He always found his way back to her. A soft smile entered his lips each time. Wherever he went, he came back. (...) Maybe this is whence the desperation came. Maybe she wanted to claw back her Anders so full of life, devotion, love, and charm from the embrace of the distant spirit of Vengeance."

my dai fanfics

the lights of her eyes // words: 4,488 (completed); characters: anders, solas, cole, fem!hawke “First and second soul firmly stand, formation of safety, follow, sunder, flee. Stumble, fall, sit… Fair shine, fair saddened face. She’s found a shattered feeble shadow. She finds, she falters, she fumbles ‘stay…’”

the eyes, following // words: 7,289 (completed); characters: cullen, samson "Each night saying the same prayers that uninvitedly jumped over to reminiscing about all that Cullen wished to escape. Sometimes Samson could swear he heard Cullen’s annoyance but those moments were quick and sporadic and always gave into the doom and horror under the mask of righteousness."

Starting this week long event with my Lavellan on Lavellan romance that never came to fruition in canon (aus tho... many such cases for these two) besides almost life-long one-sided feelings on part of Aisearis (i LOVE men yearning for yearning sake). I rarely post (period) about these two even tho I love their dynamic so so much !!

The short story of them is that the keeper of clan Lavellan decided to choose between Mirrahvel and Aisearis to spy on the mage-templar talks. Mirrahvel has proven to be more suited for the role of a spy than Aisearis in a kind of mission-test. The idea came to me when I thought about why would it be Mirrahvel to be the spy AND the Inquisitor and not anybody else from the clan like a hunter who knows how to sneak, wait, and listen in for their mark, etc. And I, in general, wondered what were her strengths to fulfill the role of a leader--first, in the clan Lavellan as the one-day-to-be-keeper and second, as the Inquisitor.

As I mentioned, Aisearis is Rook in my worldstate (still fights for his canonicality with my first rook, Irma de Riva, I still can't decide lol) and I kind of picture that they change place in an au where it's Aisearis who's the Inquisitor.