Bloodweave is neat, but it's based on traits that don't define either character.
Their names both contain references to nature. Astarion's is a LOT more of a stretch--the little star definition comes from Latin, not elvish, and Star is a cutesy nickname--but Gale is. Well. A gale.
There aren't too many nicknames I can think of for Gale, honestly. Bluster? Windy? Storm?
Kind of rude, honestly. But.
What if we called them stormy skies.
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Wild that anytime I post an update a lot of people read it and are even excited about it and have their own thoughts and reactions to it that I'll never know.
Comments are only the very tip of the iceberg with it. And I am Very grateful to commenters for letting me in on it. But in the same way that I'll be excited with my friends when a fic we love updates, it's likely that Other people enthuse with Their friends when my fic updates. And it's just so strange. An experience I'll never have access to.
Everyone's relationship with my fic is unique. So many different people with so many different circumstances and preferences... and the number of people that have told me that my fic is one of their favorites, some even saying it's their Favorite favorite... every single one of them have their own relationship with my writing.
It's just interesting to me. I think and think and think on my writing. I have my plans for basically the entire fic, the way I want it to end already thought out, all the major plot beats and the relationship progressions, All of that thought out. I love my writing so very much, but I'm on the inside looking out. This is my mechanical horse, and I'm in here laying out the groundwork and pulling levers and constructing limbs, puttering away making the horse move. Forever and always, my relationship with it will be more intimate than anyone's, and yet more clinical. Because I know it better than the back of my own hand, but I'll never have the experience of reading it fresh. Of reading it without knowing everything that's going to happen from now to the end and beyond. I won't have the thrill of the plot twists I have planned, the delight at seeing things progress, the horror at seeing things go wrong...
This is my mechanical horse, and I'm making it move.
I just always wonder what it must be like to see it from the outside. I hope to others that it's a pretty horse.
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Have you ever read "I Want To Be Where The Normal People Are" by Rachel Bloom (of Fuck Me Ray Bradbury and Crazy Ex-Girlfriend fame)? It's mainly about OCD but really resonates with me as a story of growing up as That Weird Kid On The Spectrum
Oooh no but I'll put it on my to read list! I have been going to the library lately and just got a new card, so once I'm done with the ones I'm reading I'll check it out! I'm currently reading Autism in Heels by Jennifer Cook O'Tool to get a better idea of how autism can present in women and people raised as women! Liking it so far, though it's a bit of work to get through emotionally for me. Gotta read it in bursts haha!
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in an intensive course this week so i’ve got no time to draw for kanda’s birthday </3 but he’s everything to me as always. anyway picture of him cropped from the canvas from when friend held me at verbal knifepoint to sketch them all in color for once in my life
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This is really sappy and parasocial (/hj) but your friend group on tumblr full of ur tumblr mutuals like Hari and everyone is just so fun and nice to see
You guys are so funny and I think it would be so cool to have a friend group like that but you all are so cool
THIS IS SOO SWEET ☹️💗💗 i love love my friends ive been feeling particularly sentimental tonight so u get my unfiltered # thoughts but i feel so lucky to have connected with them thru dtblr -- with the exception of jan, everyone in my little group ive known for at least a year and a half and thats sooo crazy ++ i appreciate u guys putting up with some of our nonsense TYSM ANONOGIE 🫂🫂🫂
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fucking demolished 3 separate beverages today @ work. just spilled liquids on every surface imaginable for no reason. i somehow got a cup of orange juice to rupture and spew everywhere by trying to put a lid on it. and i was so brave about it by the way
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