Aug 29, 2025
It's been too long since I've drawn Hush I was going through withdrawals
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It's been too long since I've drawn Hush I was going through withdrawals
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First Fanfic Lines
@the-font-bandit tagged me in this. Thank you! I've seen this floating around too so it's fun to play!
Post the first line of the last ten fics (or fic chapters, your choice) you've posted!
Tagging @hedwigoprah, @jenn2d2 @silshinobii @ollypopwrites
(These are going to be the first five chapters of Carved in Bone, Branded in Fire and the first five chapters from Roots of the Heart.)
Carved in Bone, Branded in Fire:
When Lace had asked him to accompany Rook and her to Tevinter for a short visit on the outskirts of Marnas Pell, he had immediately agreed.
2. “Vishante Kaffas, Lace! You had no fucking right!”
3. The door closed behind him with a soft click and Emmrich rubbed his hand down his face, the metal of his rings pressing into his flesh, hard and grounding, and let out a soft sigh.
4. Rook, the fierce leader who had stood against Ghilan’nain at Wieshaupt, who had stood and knew that she may die and did it anyway, without a flicker of fear—the woman who slaughtered darkspawn without a second of hesitation, who stood up against Tevinter without as much as blink—
A wretched choked sob. Muffled, by what he could only assume was a hand.
5. Johanna, his dearest and oldest friend…what had she done to herself?
Roots of the Heart
Alyce could barely contain her excitement, as their carriage passed under the marble gates of The Grand Necropolis.
2. Alyce’s gaze softened as she settled into Myrna’s apartment, spotting the Maidenhair fern she had sent her cousin upon her acceptance into the Mourn Watch.
3. Emmrich rose before the sun, what little and fleeting it was in the Grand Necropolis, could shine in the high arched windows of his apartment.
4. Emmrich led the way through the Memorial Gardens, his gait measured, his voice steady as he guided Alyce Vonderwood through the winding paths.
5. Alyce had always enjoyed waking before the sun peaked over the horizon, and the Necropolis was no different, which made her the first in the dinning hall on this particular morning.
i gotta. go do combat training.
trying to calculate how i can write an angsty maiko oneshot within the next two hours to fit the rain theme and then write twenty more pages of a story for creative writing that’s due tmo that i got an extension on (for tmo) and haven’t really worked on
Existiam muitas regras para si, desde o departamento alimenticio, até o comportamental. E mais importante que isso, existiam as regras que ela mesma havia aplicado para si. Uma delas, era nunca se colocar em uma situação de terrível ameaça, ainda mais sozinha. Infelizmente, alguns de seus poucos amigos não pensavam da mesma forma. Admirava todo o destemismo alheio, a coragem que transbordava a ponto de virar estupidez e outros fatores. Porém, sua preocupação não deixava de existir. Quando @florencedrose disse que ia para a floresta, obviamente a avisou e pediu para que não fosse. Porém, respeitava o espaço pessoal e a liberdade da mais nova. Porque sabia que ninguém mais tinha feito isso. Novamente, isso não parou a aura preocupada que estava carregando, nem mesmo evitou que a Loira voltasse por entre as árvores com machucados e simplesmente desmaiasse em si. Apesar do desespero iminente, engoliu toda e qualquer emoção, agindo com racionalidade e indo para a enfermaria. Todos pediram para que saísse e fosse descansar, para evitar um choque ou coisa do tipo. Nada adiantou, deixando-se ser tomada pela teimosa e permanecesse sentada na cadeira, ao lado da cama. Sua mão segurava a de Flor com força, não querendo jamais soltar. E foi só depois de horas, que sentiu um aperto, olhando rápido na direção do corpo inconsciente. Analisando que realmente era um despertar, tratou de tentar falar, indicando que estava ali e não uma outra pessoa. "- Florence, sou eu, a Del. Você está bem?"
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Cada imagen, un adelanto. "La Rata Mayor": Clay Animation hecha a mano.
Pronto.