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We Few Against The Wind

  1. Way of the Warden Gen POV Duncan 5k (T)
  2. Darkness in the Mirror Gen POV Mahariel 5.5k (T)
  3. The Cousland Twins Gen POV F!Cousland and M!Cousland 11.5k (T)
  4. Butterflies at the End of the World F/F Surana/Amell 95k (T)
  5. Silver Spider M/F Alistair/Morrigan 107.8k (E)
  6. Deep in the Heart of the Forest M/F Zevran/Mahariel (M) (ongoing)
  7. How Big How Beautiful How Blighted (Aeducan and Brosca centric)
  8. Untitled Landsmeet/Final Battle fic (Alistair/Morrigan and Cousland/Anora centric)
  9. DA2/DAI fics (etc.)

This is the master-list for my current WiP Dragon Age series. Will update.

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ONE DAYbook > screen 

“Pick up the phone, Emma. Pick up pick up pick up pick up. No? Okay, well I’ve just remembered, you have your date tonight, don’t you? Your hot date. Well- have fun, call me when you get in, if you get in. Let me know what happens. Seriously, call me, soon as you can.”

He stumbles, catches his breath, then says: “Just an unbelievably shitty day, Em,” and falters again. He should hang up, but he doesn’t want to. He wants to see Emma Morley so that he might confess his sins, but she’s on a date. He pulls his mouth into a grin and says, “I’ll call you tomorrow. I want to know everything! Heartbreaker you.” He hangs up. Heartbreaker you.

Dexter stands shielded by the plastic carapace of the payphone booth, feels his face crumple inwards and his breath become broken and jagged, and as he starts to cry he tells himself that its just chemical, chemical, chemical. 

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She blinks against the rain falling on her face. She is definitely going to be late now. Dexter will be waiting.

She thinks of Dexter, sheltering from the rain on the steps of the new house, looking at his watch, impatient; he’ll wonder where I am, she thinks. He’ll worry.

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“I think you think I’m…dreary. I think you think I cramp your style. I think you’ve lost interest in me.” “Em, I do not think you’re dreary.”

“And neither do I! I think I’m fucking marvelous if you only knew it, and I think you used to think so too! But if you don’t or you’re going to just take it for granted, then that’s fine. Im just not prepared to be treated like this anymore."

“Treated like what?” She sighed, and it was a moment before she spoke. “Like you always want to be somewhere else, with someone else.”

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“Imagine one selected day struck out of your life, and think how different its course would have been. Think for a moment of the long chain of iron or gold, of thorns or flowers, that would never have bound you, but for the formation of the first link on that memorable day.” Charles Dickens - Great Expectations
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Of course leaving now would mean that he would never see her again. He wondered if she would mind, and presumed she would: they usually did. But would he mind?

He examined her face as she slept. There was no denying that her face- well, her face was a wonder.

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WHY did no one tell me about Farscape before. It's Australian. It's a Jim Henson production. It's the cheesiest of sci-fi's. The aliens look cool as fuck. It's got Claudia Black. They put things in that all-American-boy's ass. Truly top-tier television

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In truth, he had never seen the point of cuddling. Cuddling was for great aunts and teddy bears. Cuddling gave him cramp.

He pressed his mouth against the top of her head and thought this must never, ever happen again. - One Day, Chapter 1

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