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Recent college graduate (in anthropology) writer, weaver, baker, Dragon Age fan, Dishonored lover, video game nerd. There's fic over at Ao3 under the same name. I live in Portland with my awesome boyfriend.
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“As author, I feel the crudeness of my style may be a little offensive to some, but hope my desire to afford general pleasure will excuse my defects.”
— The anonymous author of Lady Pokingham; or They All Do It: Giving an Account of her Luxurious Adventures, both before and after her Marriage with Lord Crim-Con, as published in the first issue of The Pearl in 1879.
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I take drabble requests! Just drop characters, a pairing, a situation into my Ask box. I'm best with Dragon Age prompts, but can also do Last Exile and some Digital Devil Saga, plus a few other bits and bobs.
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Things sometimes get smutty. I try to remember nsfw tags, but I don't always manage it, especially on drabble request posts.
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Bound (Bethany/Sebastian, t) →
This one was originally written for brbfade/this-is-a-kindness. The title is misleading - it’s not even close to a pwp, and instead has to do with the restrictions of circumstance. This is another one I wrote in a day (ah, the days of writing shortfic), and another which helped me move towards… you know, writing.
This one, too, also had a planned sequel, that was depressing and bleak, and that is probably better off unwritten.
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So hey dictatorships, I think I promised you FENRIS & SEBASTIAN BROTP ZOMBIE-FIGHTING DRABBLE.
Here you go!
“Protect the Aggregio!”
Fenris always manages to sound so serious, so dire, and Sebastian just shakes his head, taking his time to line up his sights. One shot, one kill; it’s so much cleaner than Fenris’ method of swinging a chainsaw around as if it were a sword. And it gives him the space he needs to keep his head clear, to ask for the Maker’s aid in taking down the foul creatures who threaten His children.
Of course, perhaps there are more productive uses of his time and skill than watching from the rafters the door into the liquor store while Fenris gathers up every bottle (six, this time, and Fenris looks gleeful (at least, Sebastian thinks it’s glee, because Fenris is nearly smiling) at the outcome), but friends are the most important thing left in this blighted world.
A zombie breaks from the mass trying to crowd into the building and runs fast for Fenris who is, of course, right near the precious Aggregio, his chainsaw a pull away from running (if they’re lucky). Sebastian frowns; he can’t get the shot, not fast enough.
And so he drops from the rafters and onto the creature’s head, knife in hand driving deep into the zombie’s rotting eye socket. A moment later and he’s fighting to scramble back up to his perch, but Fenris has his blade running and takes his turn rushing the door, beginning to clear a path.
The Aggregio, thank the Maker, is unharmed.
was going through old posts finding stuff for Cherith’s secret fanmix project, AND I FOUND THIS
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because i was always sad when sebastian was left out of things due to dlc status.
At first I really thought this was newly released official art, negl.
This is absolutely beautiful. <3 <3
GIRL.
GIRL.
THIS IS INCREDIBLE.
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Anything of Weight [Sebastian/Bethany, t] →
When he sees her, the templars already have her.
She’s exhausted and worn. Her hands are bound with elaborate knots to keep her fingers immobilized, the digits twisted uncomfortably, and they have stuffed what looks like her own scarf between her lips to gag her. There are dark circles under her eyes and while she is still now, there are bruises on her wrists and shoulders, bared by the peasant clothing she wears, from gauntleted hands. A red welt crosses her cheek. Her jaw is swollen.
It is a far cry from how he last saw her, confronting the echo of her father and walking at her brother’s side with her chin held high. Then, he had listened approvingly as she told Anders that she had allowed herself to be taken to the Circle. He had nodded quietly when she told Garrett that life there wasn’t so bad, that all she missed was family, friends, and that the abuses of power so often decried by Anders weren’t universal, even within Kirkwall.
She had restored his faith a little in a time when it was shaky at best.
It had been she who had joined him for quiet prayer. She knew the Chant by heart and she believed every word of it she repeated. When she flirted with him, it wasn’t like how Isabela or any of the others teased at him. She was innocent. She asked himAre you a prince? and he laughed and called herLady Hawkeand they played at words until Hawke had silenced them and the situation had grown too grave to maintain that levity.
Now Hawke is gone, Anders is dead, and Kirkwall is falling apart. She shouldn’t be here. She claimed she was not leashed and he had heard her say in the Gallows that what she had seen in Kirkwall was not what Andraste wanted - and he was inclined to believe her. That her opinion could have changed in only two short years spoke of movements within the templars that he had not been privy to. That a mage as honest and good as Bethany Hawke could still be frightened for her own safety - and the safety of her apprentices, she had later said as she murmured prayers over those lying dead across the Gallows plaza - lent him conviction when he stayed by Hawke’s side.
He had heard her promise Hawke that she would leave Kirkwall.
Originally a gift for brbfade, that grew out of that same RP that brought me Cherith and so many others. I wrote it in a single day. Originally I’d been writing something different, but then I woke up an hour before my alarm the day of her birthday and just… started going. The draft was finished before dinner, around classes and work.
It was interesting, trying to write Sebastian’s POV. I had done it once before, in another Bethany/Sebastian fic, but this was different. The other fic was more fraught, with less time allowed for reflection. And then there’s this.
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Want to play as Sebastian?
DL the mod here: http://www.dragonagenexus.com/downloads/file.php?id=2657
That first shot is not helping my intermittent Beth/Seb shipping tendencies.
Source: angelic-diablo
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One Step Closer - a f!Hawke/Sebastian fanmix for tarysande. I’m hope you enjoy it bunches, lady!! <3
Tracklisting:BONUS SONGS:
- I’m a Fool to Want You - Billie Holiday
- Gravity - Sara Bareilles
- Come Closer - Delain
- Swimming Upstream - RA
- A Different Kind of Pain - Cold
- Howl - Florence + the Machine
- Wide Awake - Lacuna Coil
- Falling for You - Jem
- Daydreams - Adele
- Backseat - Carina Round
- Your Rocky Spine - Great Lake Swimmers
- Send me the Moon - Sara Bareilles
- My Angel Put the Devil in Me - Murray Gold
- Change - Poets of the Fall
- Bad Love - White Lies
There’s a bigger cover image and a back cover with the tracklisting in the zip file. And you can download the whole thing from me here. (Right click, save as)
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“Please wear it, Fenris? For me?”
By the Maker’s left foot, I drew something. o no
Shoulda done commissions.
But I needed to draw something for myself. orz
Part two eventually. xD
Sebastian and Fenris. C:
They had sweaters in Thedas, it’s all good. /snortIt’s almost Christmas!
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Anything of Weight [Sebastian/Bethany, t] →
Here’s the other of my Bethany/Sebastian fics - this one, the equivalent of a friendmance. Different ‘verse than Bound (so not a sequel - there was some confusion at one point), but I seem them as slightly… paired? At any rate, here’s the summary:
Anders is dead, Hawke is gone, and Sebastian is sure he’ll never see Bethany Hawke again - but when he does, she’s escorted by templars.
Warning for life-changing injury.
Also originally written for this-is-a-kindness.
Reblog for the evening crowd, as usual~
AND THE FINAL (shut up I’m still really proud of this one okay)
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Anything of Weight [Sebastian/Bethany, t] →
Here’s the other of my Bethany/Sebastian fics - this one, the equivalent of a friendmance. Different ‘verse than Bound (so not a sequel - there was some confusion at one point), but I seem them as slightly… paired? At any rate, here’s the summary:
Anders is dead, Hawke is gone, and Sebastian is sure he’ll never see Bethany Hawke again - but when he does, she’s escorted by templars.
Warning for life-changing injury.
Also originally written for this-is-a-kindness.
Reblog for the evening crowd, as usual~
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Garrett, don’t assume things. It’s not nice.
This looks like ass, I’m going to bed. Maybe.
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Reblogging because Bethany <3
Heeeee
CUTEST THING
Source: beholdaurl
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Anything of Weight [Sebastian/Bethany, t] →
Here’s the other of my Bethany/Sebastian fics - this one, the equivalent of a friendmance. Different ‘verse than Bound (so not a sequel - there was some confusion at one point), but I seem them as slightly… paired? At any rate, here’s the summary:
Anders is dead, Hawke is gone, and Sebastian is sure he’ll never see Bethany Hawke again - but when he does, she’s escorted by templars.
Warning for life-changing injury.
Also originally written for this-is-a-kindness.
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Bound [Bethany/Sebastian, t] →
My first contribute to Bethany week - a repost of the first fic of Beth I ever wrote.
Bound is post-game, and is set up as, essentially, what if Bethany and Sebastian had a rivalmance. Anders is alive and off with Hawke, and Bethany will do anything to keep her brother and his love safe - including binding the Prince of Starkhaven to buy them time.
It was originally written for this-is-a-kindness, and I’m still quite proud of it. :)
Reblog for the evening crowd. :D
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Bound [Bethany/Sebastian, t] →
My first contribute to Bethany week - a repost of the first fic of Beth I ever wrote.
Bound is post-game, and is set up as, essentially, what if Bethany and Sebastian had a rivalmance. Anders is alive and off with Hawke, and Bethany will do anything to keep her brother and his love safe - including binding the Prince of Starkhaven to buy them time.
It was originally written for this-is-a-kindness, and I’m still quite proud of it. :)
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I know there’s a lot of people who dislike Seb in the fandom. I’m sort of fenceline with him, to be honest - I don’t think there’s any characters I really hate, since I see things in terms of storyline and a flawed character helps the plot considerably more than one that does and says everything in a way pleasing to the audience.
But this moment? I love this. Call me biased, I am a dog lover and I once had a dog bow to me. Not play-bow - I know play-bows. This Dane, this regal old fellow, I was hanging out in a vet’s office and this very calm, ponderous Great Dane caught my attention. I was talking to the owner a bit, mostly asking about the dog because it’s rare to see Danes in AZ, and after a few minutes the dog just gets up and bows. It wasn’t the least bit playful, and I gave the owner a puzzled look. He shrugged and said “He does that. I don’t know why, he just bows to people when he meets them.”
Seb’s little move in this scene reminded me of that. It was strangely sweet and humble from a prince, to show respect to the Dog that way. Made me want a Mabari all the more though. >_<
Well, we all know that I ADORE Sebastian, buuuuut…
I HAVE ALWAYS ADORED THIS MOMENT.
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