If this comes across my dash one more time...
His eyes, the eyebrows, that sad smile. Oh who am I kidding, the hellspiral is where I live now.
If I thought I had any hope of emerging from the feels corner tonight.....
If this comes across my dash one more time...
His eyes, the eyebrows, that sad smile. Oh who am I kidding, the hellspiral is where I live now.
If I thought I had any hope of emerging from the feels corner tonight.....
Deviantart has that feature, but unfortunately its not much of a site for publishing literature (heh, fanfiction is classified as 'literature' technically).
I've found that for whatever reason, Mass Effect stories get much harsher reviews than Dragon Age ones. Even the controversial stuff! You can write about how much of an innocent little kitten Anders is, and barely get a funny look in return, while one mention of an Mass relay will get you pages of technical criticism about how these theoretical concepts don't work the way you think they work. I have no idea why.
That is strange. I wonder why the fandom cultures are so different even within games in the same company.
If I thought I had any hope of emerging from the feels corner tonight.....
I'm sorry T___T but I must share the suffering feels.
That is strange. I wonder why the fandom cultures are so different even within games in the same company.
Purrrfect Halloween Costume!
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Sorry not Solas related
Noooooo out of likes ![]()
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I am a grown woman who still has to to stand idly by while my mother tells stories.
Though, for the most part, I would get into a lot of things because I was curious but also very honest about it. Like I'd open bottles of medicines but tell my mother I did it and that I didn't take any from the bottle, I just wanted to see what they looked like. Though I did once try eating one of those little silica desiccant packets that say not to eat them all over, but in my own defense, I wasn't literate yet.
Don't be afraid to criticise the panties out of me. I have no beta readers and as such what goes on AO3 is what came out of my personal check. My husband knows I write for fun but isn't in reading it, and when I approached the handful of my ex WoW friends I got no response either, so I am on my own.
I can take it.
I might ignore the comment, but that's another issue. ![]()
Edit. Oh one thing. I know my sentences are sometimes complicated or trailing off. But I seriously cannot point out the culprits. So if you see a long ass sentence not making any darn sense, tell me which one is it. ![]()
5) When I got a bit older I loved sneaking into places, such as old buildings that were being restored and closed to the public.
What are some of your childhood prank stories guys?
I used to do this a lot. Mostly houses being renovated or for sale, but also one door on the neighborhood church used to always be open, and I'd sneak down to the basement.
But I was mostly just insatiably curious. Read about things, have questions, explore stuff, read a lot, spend time watching science TV - dissections, operations, space exploration, nature documentaries. But when I actively touched or explored places and things, I'd always be careful and super honest about everything.
I was such a tiny cinnamon roll of curiosity.
I used to do this a lot. Mostly houses being renovated or for sale, but also one door on the neighborhood church used to always be open, and I'd sneak down to the basement.
But I was mostly just insatiably curious. Read about things, have questions, explore stuff, read a lot, spend time watching science TV - dissections, operations, space exploration, nature documentaries. But when I actively touched or explored places and things, I'd always be careful and super honest about everything.
I was such a tiny cinnamon roll of curiosity.
Haha nope, I lied my butt off about it ![]()
Don't be afraid to criticise the panties out of me. I have no beta readers and as such what goes on AO3 is what came out of my personal check. My husband knows I write for fun but isn't in reading it, and when I approached the handful of my ex WoW friends I got no response either, so I am on my own.
I can take it.
I might ignore the comment, but that's another issue.
Edit. Oh one thing. I know my sentences are sometimes complicated or trailing off. But I seriously cannot point out the culprits. So if you see a long ass sentence not making any darn sense, tell me which one is it.
My husband gives me the most harsh criticism, he's literally said my character's a psychopath and the scenes I write remind him of interrogation scenes from Law and Order SVU and he has no idea who would be interested in this. I'm unfazed ![]()
My husband gives me the most harsh criticism, he's literally said my character's a psychopath and the scenes I write remind him of interrogation scenes from Law and Order SVU and he has no idea who would be interested in this. I'm unfazed
My criticism - give her more hugs. ![]()
My criticism - give her more hugs.
LOL, I started writing yesterday about how Solas wants to hug her, but it turned into smut ![]()
LOL, I started writing yesterday about how Solas wants to hug her, but it turned into smut
That wasn't exactly where my frequent hug suggestion was intended to go, but hugging can definitely be a part of smut. ![]()
Stuff I've done that I remember:
1) I got fascinated by the fact that if you mash cheese with your fingers, it can become like playdoh. So then I plastered about a quarter of a door with cheese.
2) I was also fascinated by crayons melting in the heat. So I put all my crayons in a frying pan and put them on the hot plate to make one giant mega crayon.
3) This got dangerous when I found some of my uncle's firecrackers and thought they were crayons. In the pan they went. I'm so lucky he caught me before they exploded in my face.
4) We had a cat and since I'd been told to cut my nails, I thought someone had to cut the cat's nails too. I was not so lucky that time, that cat really messed me up
5) When I got a bit older I loved sneaking into places, such as old buildings that were being restored and closed to the public.
What are some of your childhood prank stories guys?
Still no likes but OMG, the first three. Is it any wonder you got into science?
Here are some of my childhood stories:
@Sable, my science hat off to you for that last one
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I wasn't a bad kid. Just a curious, determined, and easily bored one
If my boyfriend and I do have kids, and any of them turn out like me, that'll be karmic payback for all the white hair I gave my poor mother.
That wasn't exactly where my frequent hug suggestion was intended to go, but hugging can definitely be a part of smut.
Stuff I've done that I remember:
1) I got fascinated by the fact that if you mash cheese with your fingers, it can become like playdoh. So then I plastered about a quarter of a door with cheese.
2) I was also fascinated by crayons melting in the heat. So I put all my crayons in a frying pan and put them on the hot plate to make one giant mega crayon.
3) This got dangerous when I found some of my uncle's firecrackers and thought they were crayons. In the pan they went. I'm so lucky he caught me before they exploded in my face.
4) We had a cat and since I'd been told to cut my nails, I thought someone had to cut the cat's nails too. I was not so lucky that time, that cat really messed me up
5) When I got a bit older I loved sneaking into places, such as old buildings that were being restored and closed to the public.
What are some of your childhood prank stories guys?
1) Climbed on top of the garage roof when I was about 5 or 6, luckily the neighbors saw me.
2) Cut big chunks out of mine and my sister's hair in such a way it was very difficult to hide - my mother used to be a hairdresser, so I was just copying her, right?
3) Collapsed a two-hundred pound clothes chest onto my parent's bed trying to get cookies, nearly killing myself, my sister and my brother who was laying on the bed.
4) Closed the garage door so my sister would come around the corner and run face first into it. She needed several stitches.
5) My siblings and I would regularly run away from my mother in the store and hide in the clothing racks, also I stole candy sometimes as a child (now I just steal it from my child after Halloween
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I used to do all sorts of experiments too since a lot of what I watched were PBS science shows, but man, I was always so careful and cautious and honest. My curiosity always led me to try all sorts of things. So I was baking early and I used to a lot of crafts. My dad had the pleasure of sitting there on Saturday mornings not watching cartoons, but watching his daughter's favorite cooking shows together. My dad also frequently took me to all the museums I loved, but the aquarium, and the Bronx Zoo and American Museum of Natural History were all like our second homes.
I'd paint. I'd write. I think my personal motto was try everything. One of my early, and naive, goals was to learn every language so I could be able to talk to everyone. ![]()
I drew a thing and wanted to share. There's a few things I want to fix up, like the eyes, but for now, here's a snarly Dread Wolf because I didn't spend years obsessed with wolves/werewolves and drawing them to not draw him.
http://vaerepirestud...-Wolf-567012211
I drew a thing and wanted to share. There's a few things I want to fix up, like the eyes, but for now, here's a snarly Dread Wolf because I didn't spend years obsessed with wolves/werewolves and drawing them to not draw him.
I'm out of likes! No!.....
I like it. ![]()
1) Climbed on top of the garage roof when I was about 5 or 6, luckily the neighbors saw me.
I have it on good authority that climbing onto a porch roof and trying to jump down using a garbage bag as a parachute is a bad idea and parents tend to frown upon their children doing it. Also, gravity teaches a hard lesson.
I also found that parents tend to frown on their offspring mixing up any sort of household chemicals in empty glass jars because, hey, that's what the scientists on tv do, right? Bleach and ammonia? Oh, well...
Somewhere in between keeping us from killing ourselves and wanting to kill us themselves, my parents were proud to have kids that were so creative... ![]()
I used to do all sorts of experiments too since a lot of what I watched were PBS science shows, but man, I was always so careful and cautious and honest. My curiosity always led me to try all sorts of things. So I was baking early and I used to a lot of crafts. My dad had the pleasure of sitting there on Saturday mornings not watching cartoons, but watching his daughter's favorite cooking shows together. My dad also frequently took me to all the museums I loved, but the aquarium, and the Bronx Zoo and American Museum of Natural History were all like our second homes.
I'd paint. I'd write. I think my personal motto was try everything. One of my early, and naive, goals was to learn every language so I could be able to talk to everyone.