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Oct. 18th, 2017 11:28 pm
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@femdeku said: Hawke / Varric - "Unrequited."

Sometimes, when it was late and they were both languid and tipsy, he could get the sort of answers out of her that she would never have surrendered under other circumstances. Hawke was funny like that — you had to come at her sideways, with care, because she'd spook and bolt if you approached her head-on. It was like all the wariness, all the fear that she didn't ever exhibit in the thick of battle was saved up and brought out only when she was faced with a personal conversation. She'd be quite happy to let you think she never felt any emotions other than amusement, curiosity, and self-gratification. The rareness of it made her anger truly terrible to behold, and her grief even more terrible.

Which didn't explain how Varric had stumbled into this conversation.

It was late enough that the Herald's Rest was empty. Even Cabot had retired for the night, although not without a firm admonishment to the remaining pair still drinking by the fire. Most of the lanterns had been doused, making it seem like the only light came from the low red bank of the fire. Varric and Hawke both sat in chairs positioned before the hearth — bottle between them, legs stretched towards the heat — although Hawke's legs stretched considerably further than Varric's.

"Surely you're joking," said Hawke.

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Oct. 15th, 2017 11:49 pm
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@musicalheart168 said: Anything Hawke x Varric, let’s be real

I hope you're enjoying this. I much prefer being written to (or about) to having written, but yes, all right, I'll concede that a near-death incident is enough to win you a proper response, if only because I apparently need to remind you that you aren't allowed to die yet. I have a signed contract saying so, and you dwarves are sticklers for contracts. Brief aside: I took great amusement in imagining your reaction at being lumped in with "you dwarves."

My hand already hurts, Varric. Why in the world would you do this for fun?

Hang on a moment -- there we go, back again. Carver was rooting around in my pack for something. Gave him a kick in the rear. Serves him right, the idiot; I knew someone was stealing my jerky.

Anyway, it's a good thing you provided me with this list of questions as a guide to letter-composition (Hawke said sarcastically). You can be a bit of a control freak, Varric, has anyone ever told you that? Other than me -- my memory isn't so bad I don't remember mentioning it half a dozen times.

Oh, fine. On with the letter.

1. Dear Varric,

(That was admittedly a bit belated, but I never really feel as though our conversations have beginning and ends -- it seems that even on paper, we're halfway into the discussion already.)

2. I live!

(Didn't you indicate this is the most crucial piece of information to convey? Vaguely recall something about "life and livelihood," perhaps paired with an admonishment about concealing injuries. In the interest of honesty, I offer a complete catalog:

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fanmix: my bucket list is you

Oct. 15th, 2017 09:22 pm
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my bucket list is you, a belated fic mix for My Discotheque Juliet Teenage Dream .

8tracks | Playmoss.

Bad Suns - Rearview
Walk the Moon - Anna Sun
Walk The Moon - Shut Up and Dance
Joakim Karud - Prom Date
Dent May & His Magnificent Ukulele - You Can't Force a Dance Party
Zoey Van Goey - You Told The Drunks I Knew Karate
Existentialism On Prom Night - Straylight Run
Basic Vacation - I Believe
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I really like pizza, but I like you too

8tracks | playmoss.

in love with a ghost - we've never met but, can we have a coffee or something
Chiyoko - Why Can't I Think When I Talk To You
Dummy Feelings & FCJ - Coffee Shop Cutie
A Cute girl who smells nice
knapsack - I really like pizza, but I like you too w/ this could be us
sky high ? feelings
j'san ? you're so cute
I eat plants for I living - where I've been
Elijah Who - This Girl
j'san - I'm In Love with u, sorry
m l l w - her smile
luv.ly - slow kisses
Lilbill our day off together
elijah who - A cute date

fanmix: I Got To Get You In My Life

Oct. 15th, 2017 08:56 pm
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Got To Get You In My Life.

8tracks | Playmoss.
The Beatles ? I've Just Seen A Face
George Harrison ? I've Got My Mind Set On You
The Beatles ? I've Got To Get You Into My Life
The Heights - How Do You Talk To An Angel?
Morrisey ? The More You Ignore Me, The Closer I Get
The Smiths ? This Charming Man
Hall & Oats ? You Make My Dreams Come True
The Proclaimers ? I Would Walk 500 Miles
Queen - Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy

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Oct. 15th, 2017 09:44 am
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How To Indulge Your Neurobiology. Finally, the scientific reasoning to take afternoon naps.

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Oct. 14th, 2017 01:24 pm
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The Tamed Course is a really interesting look on habits. Minor warning: It mentions pornography addiction a lot, just in case you have family nearby or are listening on speaker in the library, or near the little old lady convention.
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Last year, for whatever reason, I was in a bad place mentally around this time and I missed Yuletide sign-ups. I was really devastated because I've been participating since (I think) 2008 and that's a long time to commit to an annual thing and then miss it.

What I did last year, and what you can do, is stuff like this:

  • Sign up for the pinch hit list. If an existing writer drops out of the exchange, their assignment will go out as a pinch hit, meaning someone else can offer to write it. There's more about pinch hitting here.
  • Check out the Dear Yuletide Writer letter list for prompts you find appealing, and write a treat (minimum 1000 words) for someone. Can't do 1K? Hit up that treat link and scroll down to Yuletide Madness for details on how to write for that subcollection. Don't feel like clicking through pages of comments? Spreadsheet! Don't feel like searching the spreadsheet? There's an app for that!!! (This is new, I'm so excited.)
  • Not so into writing, but you like betaing and know some rare fandoms? This post has ways you can help out!
  • Not even sure what this whole Yuletide thing is? Check out the 2017 FAQ!

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Oct. 13th, 2017 10:06 pm
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Froday Flash Fiction Challenge looks interesting. The post was a bit too long to share here, but it's linked above.

Dates
September 29–October 31: sign-ups
November 01-05: posting date claims
November 06: posting schedule announcement
November 22-26: check-in period
November 26: drop-out deadline
December 01-24: posting period
December 25: amnesty posting day

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Oct. 13th, 2017 08:55 am
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New podcast find: Simplify podcast. So far there's six+ episodes. To quote the site itself: Simplify is for anybody who’s taken a close look at their habits, their happiness, their relationships, or their health and thought “There’s got to be a better way to do this.”

fic: Low Frequency Midnight

Oct. 12th, 2017 02:09 pm
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Title: Low Frequency Midnight
Series: TF2
Character/pairing: Scout/Miss Pauling
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 3061
Summary: A long drive back after a day of burying bodies.
Author's note:

I've been listening to a ton of low fi hip hop, and this came out of that. Also it came about after some severe sleeplessness due to some pain medication I was on after some oral surgery. Which explains all the exhaustion in here. There's a mix here on 8tracks and here on playmoss.

Ignores TF Comics and MVM arc in favor of an Expiration Date era timeline, with the exception of some of the characterization from A Cold Day In Hell.

For Sarah.

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fanmix: Low Frequency Midnight

Oct. 12th, 2017 02:08 pm
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A fanmix for Low Frequency Midnight.
8 tracks | playmoss
j'san - I feel serene
j'san - soothing sh!t
Kudasai - A Night Together
idealism - midnight, somewhere
Jinsang - dusk
Eddie Rohosy - Night Ride
RudeManners - We Walked Together That Night
Elijah Who - What If We Just Sat Together And Did Nothing
equity slate - making her smile w/soonjeon
idealism - falling asleep at 3:37AM
mittensan - another day...
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HI I'M A COMPLETE MORON WHO SOMEHOW WENT EIGHT MONTHS WITHOUT NOTICING SHE GOT A PERFECT AMAZING FLAWLESS GIFT FROM BURGLEBEZZLEMENT FOR [community profile] chocolateboxcomm

IT'S ELEANOR/CHIDI FROM THE GOOD PLACE AND DID I MENTION IT'S PERFECT AMAZING AND FLAWLESS

The Good Place Is Wherever I’m With You
Chidi and his faux-mate are out in the big park in front of Tahani’s house, reading poetry to one another. Chidi’s on his back with his head in his faux-mate’s lap. Vicky’s looking down at Chidi with a soppy expression on her face, and Chidi looks alarmed. Maybe even vexed.

Just like Vicky, Eleanor thinks. Always overplaying it.
I COULD HAVE BEEN FREAKING OUT AND REREADING THIS ALL THIS TIME nooooooooooo ;_____;

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Oct. 11th, 2017 12:19 am
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Anonymous: One shot bianca dealing with hawke/varric. <3

"She's not what I expected."

"Who?" Varric said. "Hawke?" He dragged his eyes away from her and finally looked at Bianca, who remembered a time when she'd been able to immediately command his attention with no more than her presence. He had a dozen other things to occupy him now, not the least of which was the tall human woman consulting with her brother on the other side of the hall.

They'd been so young then. Too young, although Varric had always seemed just a little bit younger. It was all those stories, going to his head, buoying him above the waterline when the weight of his world threatened to pull him under. And then there was her own fatal flaw, which was that she had to take everything apart to figure out how it worked. She didn't have patience for fiction.

"Hawke," Bianca said. "She's a brassy one, isn't she? I always thought you needed a sobering influence, even if you are a tangled ball of worry, but you went in the opposite direction instead."

"I haven't talked about her that much," Varric protested.

"And that speaks volumes," Bianca said. "Anyway, I read your book about her. Caught a case of hero-worship, haven't you?"

He snorted. "Please. Trust me when I say that I've seen Hawke at her best and at her worst."

"Have you now?" she said. He was slow to catch her tone, but when he did, bam, there it was: all his focus, right on her. Varric largely came across as a mild sort of man -- friendly, good-humored, a little stubborn, maybe a touch roguish, but overall easy-natured. He was slow to change his mind and sometimes a touch too complacent. But what people didn't realize was what lay behind all that: the slow molten devotion, the sharpness, the protectiveness, the watchful edge and guile. She used to live for the moment when she had all that heed trained on her.

From over and away, Hawke let out a loud cackle of laughter, and just like that, Varric's gaze slid away again. Ah, well -- it had never really been more than borrowed in the first place.

"You know," Bianca said, "I'm glad you have her, Varric. I really am."

His answering smile was a little rueful, a little grateful, and more than a little crooked. "Yeah," he said. "Me, too."

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Oct. 9th, 2017 09:52 pm
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Anonymous: for a prompt, varric/hawke, "all sorrows can be borne if you put them in a story"

"It won't work, you know," said Hawke. She was drinking her very fine, very dark stout nonetheless, but she found she had little patience for these sorts of games anymore. Wonder of wonders – and she'd always thought her patience with Varric infinite.

"What won't work?" he said.

"This," Hawke said. "All of it. I might be cracked, but I'm not stupid, Varric. The tavern, the beer, the music, the company – how much did you play that minstrel to switch to Ferelden folk songs? And an inn like this should have thirty crowded around its fireplace, not three." They were at the corner of a busy crossroads, and although the hour was late, there wasn't an empty room to be had, but other than the minstrel playing softly in a corner across the room and a pair of thoroughly-soaked messengers, there wasn't a customer in sight.

"Thought you might now be in the mood for a crowd," said Varric. "Come on, Champion – "

"No," she said. "Don't call me that."

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Oct. 8th, 2017 10:23 am
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Anonymous: As for a distraction, I'm terrible with prompts, but maybe some good ol' MCU as family? Team bonding? Tony trying to get everyone else into Risk?

“What we have here,” Tony said, “is a failure to communicate. No, hang on, let me be clear: what we have here is a failure to communicate the basic concept of the game.”

“Tony, man,” said Rhodey, “I have played Risk before.”

“Really? Because you’re losing badly enough that I wasn’t sure knew you’re supposed to be trying to win.”

“Hey, don’t look at me,” Rhodey said. “I’m an invalid.”

“I was given to understand that Risk is a game that tests strategic reasoning. Given Colonel Rhodes’ occupation, one would assume he would win quite easily.” The Vision paused, blinked, and invaded Siberia. “Which merely proves that assumptions are dangerous.”

“Did I just get trash-talked by a robot?”

“He’s not a robot,” Tony said, at the same time as the Vision said, “I am not a robot.”

“I got trash-talked by a robot,” Rhodey said. “A robot. Incredible.”

“I am a fully self-aware synthetic being,” the Vision said. “More correctly, an android.”

“Most correctly, a mandroid,” Tony said. “Oh, come on, don’t look at me like you’re a dog trying to figure out quantum tunneling. We all know you understand humor.” Somewhere hidden deep inside the Vision was a kernel of JARVIS that remembered both sarcasm and those early days spent playing Risk when Tony was still trying to perfect machine learning.

Perfectly straight-faced, the Vision said, “Perhaps you aren’t as funny as you think you are, sir,” and started to lay siege to Mongolia.
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