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here's a desus edit I made that accidentally yet perfectly captured the aesthetic of my fav fic...
The fic is called Fighting the Fall by Not_So_Austen on AO3
If anyone has the author's blog pls tag them for me I need them to see thisš
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Hi, I recommend reading the drabble (from Baelor's POV) first, and then watching the edit (from Aemma's POV).
I don't know if it's because I love them so much, but I literally got a lump in my throat while writing and editing them lol
As I always say if you like it, don't hesitate to like, comment, and reblog. Comments really motivate me and make me happy š„°š„°š
Disclaimer: English is not my first language so I apologize for any mistakes.
I wish you all a good read!
āBaelor!ā Aemma called out, frightened and horrified, as she approached him, extending her hand.
Baelor felt confused; he couldn't remember if she had ever called him by his name before. He was sure she hadn't; she always addressed him as āmy princeā or āyour Grace.ā It was a shame that this was the first and last time he heard her say his name, especially with that scared tone instead of her sweet voice.
Perhaps if he had been a braver man, he could have listened sooner if he hadn't struggled so long to accept his feelings for Aemma. He should have told her how he felt before, how seeing her, even for a moment, instantly brightened his day, how making her laugh or smile gave him the same pride as winning a joust, how her company provided a warmth he hadn't known he needed. He was going to die, and she would never know how he felt. Because Baelor wasn't a selfish man who would tell his sweet girl he loved her before he died. He didn't want her to be haunted for the rest of her life with what could have been.
i donāt usually post my edits on tumblr but I saw someone on jeanettemiereās asks talk about KMG edits.. so.. hereās mine from a month or two ago! š
Endless Reverences Illuminating Nights by @intrepidjourneys
The first year, he'd made the nervous mistake of watching until Bradley reached the beach, afraid of leaving the light too soon. Jake had stumbled down the stairs and run until they'd met in a tackle on the rough sand. They'd been wild, grasping at each other in disbelief.
me and my extremely lazy niche fic edits against the worldā¦
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May or may not have made edits to the sunset ficā¦ youāll have to read to find out.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/69872476
Nothing major just tweaking to word things the way I wanted them to, clarity and a few new lines. The idea I can go back and make editsā¦ oh thatās going to be bad for me, Iām tempted for another old fic of mine.
But! Now that I messed around Iām going back to actually writing the draft for my rodeo injury fic, I promise.
Comments encouraged
An edit I made based on my hallucination fic ("made you the villain, evil for just moving on" on ao3)
