#{hello there!}

I've been making dandys world profiles for me and my friends :]

I plan to make all the dandys characters... just for fun!

I love Solas so I talk about Solas - a lot.

I love the Inquisitor and particularly Inquisitor Lavellan.

The Evanuris fascinate me next to the Fade and spirits.

Inquisition is my favourite DA game with my favourite companions, so it gets the most attention.

I'm an unapologetic lover of Solas and Lavellan and their story. However, I do my best to be objective in my Solas studies (lol) and take my sollavellan hat off when required. I also do my best to back up a lot of my interpretations with game lore, canon and dialogue (cause as a solavellan you kind of have to, else wise some will go, 'oh that's just a solavellan with their headcanons' - c'est la vie.)

He had somehow gotten into the common area of Class A, and was simply exploring. And possibly raiding the refrigerators. With the clanging of pots and pans, he was definitely raiding the kitchens.

He had not set off any alarms, so either he managed to avoid the systems, got very lucky, or had permission to be here.. Which was unlikely, considering the school didn't allow visitors past curfew, and it was past that.

Momo Yaoyorozu blinked up from the stack of textbooks she had been reorganizing in the common area, her hands pausing mid-motion as she took in the unexpected sight. “Oh!” she began, her voice a soft mixture of surprise and concern, “I… I didn’t expect anyone else to be here at this hour. Um, are you—” she hesitated, careful with her words, “supposed to be here?”

Her gaze flicked toward the scattered pots and pans, and then to the open refrigerator, before returning to him. Even though she could sense he didn’t seem threatening, the thought of a stranger in their dorms, past curfew, made her heart flutter a little.

“I suppose… if you are visiting someone, you should probably announce yourself,” she added gently, keeping her tone neutral but polite. “It’s just… these hours are usually for residents only.”

"I  know  someone  who  is.  Certainly  ain't  none  of  us."  Butcher  just  got  out  of  his  car  to  have  a  chat.  He  was  still  a  good  ten  feet  away  from  Soldier  Boy,  slightly  cautious  but  definitely  not  scared  of  him.  "No,  mate.  You  just  got  fucked  over  again  and  you  don't  even  know  it.  Luckily,  we  can  still  help  each  other."

Hi there! I’m, uh, Copper! Pleased to meet you!

I go by she/her, so please don’t call me anything else…

I do have some things to state before you ask!

Please don’t send anything, uh…weird…I don’t think that’s appropriate for someone of my age… (No NSFW)

Don’t be rude! I’ll answer questions when I have the time, okay?

If someone wants to talk, then they can do what they want! I don’t mind! (Roleplay allowed)

Enjoy!

I’ll, uh, talk to you all soon!

Dearest gentle readers,

I've been a (very) long time lurker on this site for several years, but the muses of creativity have struck and so I guess it's time to finally make something of this previously redundant blog.

I am The Cerulean Author. I have my fingers in the cookie jars of many fandoms from the scriptures of Middle Earth to Red Dead Redemption, FNAF to Cult of the Lamb, Mouthwashing to Resident Evil, Six to Hamilton, Danganronpa to Ace Attorney, Pokemon to Skyrim to Don't Starve to Bridgerton to the Hellaverse and many, many more.

I am a multi-fandom slut, let's get that out of the way now.

My hope is for this blog to be a place for my (extremely) self-indulgent fanfics that I publish on my Ao3 account by the same name (link below):

https://archiveofourown.org/users/The_Cerulean_Author

Most of all I hope for this blog to be a space of positivity, good vibes and acceptance as I share with you the semi-demented concoctions that my brain cooks up.

Welcome, friends, be kind to each other and let's have some fun.

Yours truly,

The Cerulean Author 💙