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ragingbookdragon · 11 months
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A Sailor With Nothing
Vasco x De Sardet
Word Count: 1.4K Warnings: None
Author's Note: Hi, I started playing GF again and I'm back on my Vasco whoring shit. -Thorne
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Vasco wakes slowly, like the waves that crash against the hull of the ship when they’re docked at port; it does sound unusually quiet on the ship though and something tells him to get up and go see what his men are doing lazing about, but he can’t find it in himself to rise. Sun streams through the window in his cabin as he shifts in the bed, arching his lower back as he digs his face further into the pillow. The warmth bleeds along his back and he lets out a long sigh as he begins to lull deeper into sleep once more. That is until the scent of cinnamon and leather reaches his senses, and he cracks a single golden eye open, taking in the crimson walls and unfamiliar portraits on the walls.
He realizes all at once that he is in fact, not aboard his ship nor is he in his bed in his captain’s quarters, but in an unfamiliar yet very familiar bed. He lifts his head, blinking blearily around the room, then he turns to his side where he sees De Sardet quietly flicking through a few documents that Petrus wanted him to review from the night before.
“You snore like an old dog when you’re completely exhausted,” he says without moving his sharp eyes from the pages. “Did you know that?”
Vasco blinks again, flopping over onto his side to lazily stare at De Sardet. “How long have you been awake?”
“A few hours, give or take a couple minutes.”
“You should’ve woken me,” Vasco mutters, rolling onto his back, though he inconspicuously shifts closer to De Sardet’s side. “I’m sure the others are wondering why we haven’t set out yet.”
“And yet, none have come up here to tell me that they want to, so I think we’re in the clear.” De Sardet absentmindedly curls his arm around Vasco’s head, palm flat along his toned and tan chest, thumb brushing circles in his skin. “How are you feeling?”
“Not as sore as I assumed I would be.”
“I can’t help but wonder if perhaps that is a good thing because I was thorough on preparation or if it is a bad thing because I didn’t perform well. The latter would severely damage my pride.”
Vasco can’t help but snicker and he turns his head, lips brushing against De Sardet’s hand as he replies, “Preparation was good, and you were even better.”
“Well, now I feel like you’re just stroking my ego.”
“I am, but don’t let it go to your head,” he murmurs, turning back to face him. “It’s in fact, quite large.”
De Sardet still hasn’t looked at him, and Vasco hopes that the next words that come from the Legate’s mouth after this aren’t what his worst fears are. Because he’s slept with nobles before but he also knows that this might be the last time he ever does.
He clears his throat quietly, gazing out the window as he repeats aloud, “Those who fear the waters should stay within the shore’s sight. Those who fear the pain that love procures, should shun the flames when love endures. And both shall be safe from founder and blight.” His fingers dig into his ribs in hesitation. “That’s the next part of the poem. De Sardet…are you afraid of sinking?”
“Hmm…”
It’s a quick and clean grunt that severs every muscle in Vasco’s young and fiery heart. A flame so carefully tended suddenly snuffed out, deprived of life. And it hurts. It hurts worse than the first time he’d ever gotten his heart broken.
“I understand,” he murmurs, trying not to let his heart fall out of his throat, tears in his eyes as he slips from the warmth of the noble beside him, feet touching the cold floor that causes the second break in reality as it really comes to life that De Sardet didn’t want him like he did. How could he be so foolish as to offer a noble his heart? Him, a man with nothing to his name, nothing to offer De Sardet in terms of equality. A single sailor with nothing. “I swear I won’t let this affect our work. I’ll see to it that—”
“For if water could quench loves dying embers, your love that burns and pain and severs, I would douse this fire with the sea of all my tears.”
Vasco stops dead in his tracks, staring up at De Sardet in shock, fingers stilling from where he was tying his pant laces. Did he just—
“Such an impatient lover I have,” he notes, finally looking up over the documents; his eyes pierce the very depths of Vasco’s soul as he adds, almost chastising, “You are not the only one who has read that poem more times than he cares to admit in order to one day speak it to the one he loves.”
“You…you feel the same?”
De Sardet merely raises a hand, crooks a finger in a beckoning motion that books no room for any other answer than to obey; and Vasco obeys, crawling back onto the bed as he watches the Legate set the documents on the table followed by the glasses he’d been wearing, and Vasco has half a mind to make a joke about him being hard of sight and that’s why his accuracy is terrible.
He pulls Vasco down atop him, wrapping his arms around the Naut’s bare back, one arm secured tightly around his middle, the other hand firmly at the back of his neck, thumb brushing the base of his skull.
“I thought you didn’t feel the same as I.”
“Now we know to wait before we jump to conclusions, Captain Vasco,” he retorts, tugging at a caramel strand; he sighs wistfully, hugging the sailor impossibly close as he buries his nose in Vasco’s hair, breathing in the scent of gunpowder and sea salt. “I would follow you to the ends of the earth if it meant I would be with you forever, Vasco,” he murmurs, hand shifting from the back of his neck to cup his chin, tilting the sailor’s face to look at him; he gently caresses the cheek of his lover and confesses, “I love you.”
Vasco’s entire body feels as light as the sail catching a breeze and he smiles at De Sardet. “We shall set sail on the bitter seas together, my Tempest.”
The man’s expression softens in a way that Vasco has never seen before and suddenly knows that it is only for him; he lays his head back down on De Sardet’s chest, eyes slipping shut as he breathes in deeply, all negative feelings leaving his body.
And as much as he doesn’t want to say it, he does. “And we should begin to get ready. We can’t waste daylight. We’ve too much to do.”
De Sardet lets out a long and whiney sounding groan, wallowing against the bedsheets as Vasco laughs. “I do not want to move. I want to stay here all day.”
I want to stay here all day with you. Is the unspoken that has goosebumps rising all over Vasco’s body and he rises slightly, shimmying up De Sardet’s body until he can bury his face in the noble’s neck. “We can spend one more hour here.”
“I am the Legate of the Congregation of Merchants. If I so choose to stay in bed all day with my lover then I shall.”
It makes Vasco giddy to hear him be called De Sardet’s lover. “One hour.”
“You’re no fun.”
“Someone has to keep you accountable.”
“Then in turn, someone must also keep me satisfied,” De Sardet purrs, and it takes all of one intake of breath before Vasco is staring dazedly up at the Legate who is wearing a rather hungry look. “Well, well, well, look what we have here. I seem to have found my source of satisfaction.”
Vasco squirms under De Sardet’s heavy grip, suddenly very aware of how close their hips are, practically slotted together. “De Sardet…” he starts. “We don’t have enough time for this.”
“Oh, we have enough,” he replies, dipping down to take the sailor’s lips in a searing kiss that has Vasco panting when they part, body set aflame with desire; De Sardet nudges their noses. “I love you,” he murmurs, fingers tracing at the black-inked tattoos along Vasco’s chest and abdomen.
The Naut swallows thickly, unable to fight the fluttering in his chest as he breathes softly, “I love you, my Tempest.”
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madjacobin · 5 months
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HOW did I only just find out that Liam Garrigan (Thomas Jopson in the Terror) voice acted as Kurt in Greedfall???
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Some rambles on the ending and the codependent nature of Constantin and De Sardet's relationships. Spoilers for the whole game under the cut.
When I played Greedfall for the first time, I couldn’t stop thinking about Constantin’s corruption arc. It didn’t really make sense to me. Why would he want absolute power over the island? He has plenty of power and probably lives quite a luxurious life already. He also says he finds politics boring if De Sardet asks him, so the desire to rule over the whole island full of people seemed to me very out of character.
I do understand that he went mad and everything, but my brain deemed it a boring explanation and kept searching for something more logical.
So here: I think his actions make more sense if they're driven not by greed but by jealousy, less hunger for power and more hunger for absolute love (either platonic or romantic).
Let me explain.
His family is all kinds of messed up. He thinks his father doesn’t care about him, and although we don’t know if he’s actually abusive, I can’t think of any good reason why Constantin would lie about this. His mother, if DLC is to be believed, is responsible for the death of his brother Laurent — Constantin being an heir is clearly more important to her than his wellbeing & mental health after the literal murder of his brother. We don’t know much about Laurent and Constantin’s relationship (although he doesn’t ever mention him & he says nobody cared for him but De Sardet, so maybe it wasn’t good? Maybe Laurent was better suited for politics? That would explain Prince d’Orsay’s disappointment. That’s just my theory though).
Anyway, what I’m saying is that a child needs unconditional love, and judging by this family and Constantin’s line “You've always been the only one to care for me. Our friendship is the only thing that matters to me”, he has only ever received love from De Sardet, which sounds like quite a fertile ground for unhealthy overly attached relationship.
Then the game starts, and the thing is… Well, they are not each other’s everything anymore. De Sardet goes to various cities & talks to every person imaginable & makes new friends, maybe even falls in love. Constantin meanwhile is chained to a palace, especially after his sickness is revealed. De Sardet's world grows beyond him, and he can’t follow them there.
So what do you do when the only person who matters to you grows apart from you? What do you do when you are driven mad with pain and may die alone, and they have to leave you?
Naturally, you find a way to bind them to you for all eternity, and in doing so alienate them from everyone but you. Constantin's smart enough to realize that if De Sardet's friends and allies fought against him, they would turn away if De Sardet joined him. But even if they wouldn't, they're mortal. Their death is inevitable. The only one who can keep De Sardet company for eternity is Constantin. Everyone but him will eventually leave.
That’s why “For you, for us”, that’s why “together, forever”. Not power over the island or some people, but power to keep the only person who loves him unconditionally close to him.
(Again, I acknowledge that this is extremely, extremely unhealthy. That’s exactly what makes their relationship so interesting.)
Anyway, as I said, it feels very in character for him to basically give up on humanity in favor of De Sardet. I can't look at him in the beginning or in the middle and say, “This character would do anything for power”. But I can look at him at any point of the game, any cutscene, and say, “This character would do anything for his loved one”.
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am-i-dead · 4 months
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Just finished Greedfall in 2024 because it was on sale (and they implemented a way to disable camera effects which stopped me from playing the first time due to motion sickness). And I saw your post about Greedfall content in 2023, and I am similarly starving. This was such an ambitious game for a small studio, and I think with more polish and resources, it could've been an all-time great. It kills me to think this game won't get the love that it deserves since it's made with so much heart, you know? Worse yet, I fell for Kurt, the least loved LI by Steam metrics. Only 1.7%??? C'mon! Haven't fallen this hard for a fictional character since Garrus Vakarian (please don't judge me).
That's exactly why I started playing Greedfall in the first place too, I was just looking for a random fantasy game, and I saw it on sale for like $7 and I just bought it on a whim. And honestly, despite some of Greedfall’s bugs it's SUCH a fantastic game, plus the fact that it was made by such a small studio?? The visuals are phenomenal, and the world-building is chefs KISS. It just sucks that it was made by a smaller studio with limited resources, so it wasn't able to reach its full potential. Think if a group like Bethesda had produced this game, it would've been, like you said “an all-time great”! But then again, if it had been made by a bigger studio, it wouldn't have the same amount of heart as Greedfall now…
OMG and don't get me started on Kurt. If the game had gotten more popular IMAGINE all the Kurt content we could’ve had. I find it SO HARD TO BELIEVE that only 1.7% of ppl romanced him… LIKE WHAT?????? You are telling me you don't want this beautiful beautiful traumatized soldier? I hyper-fixated on that man for MONTHS
(also no judgment abt Garrus, I GET you. He is a fantastic choice)
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corffiser · 3 months
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okay i'm sorry for the incoming rant but i need to get it out of my system ( spoilers for greedfall , idk ) .
i know that people have written about this already but the tragedy that is constantin and his relationship with de sardet .. where do i even begin ? multiple entries in his codex tell us that he values de sardet more than anyone . his dearest cousin , his only childhood companion ( that we know of ) , the one he relies on and the one who shields him from all he perceives is evil . he may be used by his mother for her to gain more influence at court and his father may seem disappointed by his actions but de sardet is always there by his side , making his small world a little better . and because we know so little yet so much at the same time , my mind tends to wander and think about how their youth was .. when they trained with kurt , who was better at it ? did they make secret bets about who'd lose to him this time ? did they ever try fighting side by side ? when studying under sir de courcillon .. how was it ? we know that he taught them well but .. did they always pay attention ? did they ever skip class , hiding from the servants . did they ever pass each other notes during lessons , make faces at each other , scribble things on paper that only they would understand ? just imagine dinners with their family where they tried their best but always cracked a smile at one another , sweets stolen from the royal kitchens shared in secret , sleepovers .. and so much more , whatever else comes to your mind . when petrus told my character that instead of showing interest in his magical talent , he preferred to chase constantin around with a wooden sword , something inside of me broke and never healed . because at the end of the day , de sardet is truly his only friend . a friend he's so afraid to lose and .. in his mind , is losing . you can see it through the course of the story , constantin getting more and more desperate . desperate to keep the only person he truly loves in his life . de sardet slipping through his fingers with each passing day . they make new friends , connections , fall in love .. they travel the land and get to experience it all . yes , de sardet is still there for him but .. after they leave the governor's palace , he's left alone . alone with his thoughts growing darker and darker as his illness slowly takes over , the fear of death gripping his heart . surely he can't die . surely he can't be all alone . surely de sardet , the only person he can truly trust , will save him . but then the cure comes , in a form he'd never imagine ; twisting his features and bonding him to the land . and so the desperation grows , the anger grows , everything is too much . constantin asking his dearest cousin to give him more time , to trust him , breaks my heart every time i play through this game . the " but for you , for us " is such a raw and powerful line , because at the end of the day .. it is just them against the world . two young people who are so dependent on one another , who had to lift each other up from a very young age , who , in constantin's eyes , now pleading you to join him , can rely on no one but themselves ..
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teamdilf · 1 month
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Why not:
V I C T U and S 😂
Haha!! 😂
V: Are there certain comments you’ve received on your stories that have stuck with you?
Funnily enough, on several of my Victus works! I had a commenter who would write these lovely, long comments about how I write Victus and how Tullia Victus is basically canon to them, and the first time I got one of their comments, I read it and burst into tears because I felt like I'd made something beautiful that really made a difference to someone and that felt wonderful.
I: How many fandoms have you written in?  Do you have a favorite?
I've written for the following:
Dragon Age
Greedfall
Mass Effect
Baldur's Gate
Barbie
Oppenheimer
The latter two were for a short Barbenheimer fic I'd written last summer in the midst of a writing block while one of my cats was very sick. Mass Effect is my favourite, because I feel a lot of love and found an audience of people who enjoyed reading my work, and the series is really good about including captivating minor characters that offer fanfiction writers the freedom to expand on them, which is something I've... gone hard on, to put it mildly. 😂
C:  How did you come up with the title to [insert fic]?
Going to go with a recent fic of mine: Like Feral Waves to your Mind. It's from the song Sometime Around Midnight by The Airborne Toxic Event. Basically, the premise of the first chapter of this fic is Solas is standing outside the house that his lost love lives in, seeing Iris from afar for the first time in years. He sees that she's happy, and allows himself to imagine what it might be like to set duty aside and choose life by her side.
I'd been editing the fic and listening to music and Sometime Around Midnight came on, and it hit me like a damned train because the premise of this song is someone seeing their ex at a bar and the despair of it. I ended up bawling my eyes out and I had my title because the shuffle feature was a kind god that day.
T: Any fanfic tropes you can’t stand?
I don't personally care for the alpha/omega trope so it's an instant no-go for me.
U: Is there a pairing you would like to write, but haven’t tried yet.
Gale/The Dark Urge! I'd had an idea for a one shot but ultimately decided to wade into writing Gale at length through my other works because he's a character I feel intimidated writing.
S: How do you feel about fan art inspired by your writing?
If I got fanart inspired by my writing I'd be the happiest person. I'd love it. Love it!
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key-of-bones · 8 months
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For Us
Chapter 30 ༄ Tether
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Fandom | Greedfall
Pairing | Constantin x De Sardet
Words | 107k
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Her chest felt squashed beneath a mountain’s impossible weight. Everything around her vibrated, and she wondering if it was a figment of her imagination or if her body was shaking so hard that she coud not see clearly through ripples of blinding, watery light. A figure towered over her, she thought, lithe with branches about verdant cropped hair. Perhaps she was going mad like her lover, her spirit unraveling like a ball of string beneath the claws of a cruel feline.
Is this what madness felt like?
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tales-from-the-fade · 2 years
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Just started playing GreedFall. Imagine my surprise/joy upon hearing the voices of Dorian, Teagan and Blackwall throughout the game.
And there are so many npcs with their voices I can’t stop hearing it ahaha
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sugarbubbleslove · 2 years
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So...I'm replaying Greedfall again cause I now got a PS5 (and yes, I might have bought the game before I got the console but that's another story) and I completely forgot how hilarious it is.
Each time the missionaries pisses off my De Sardet, I can imagine them slamming the doors open to mother Cardinal Cordelia's room and going 'You'd never believe what your order has been up to this time!!!' and she's pretty much going 'saint Mathieu's, give me strength to face what they are about to tell me...oh for fucks sake!!' as De Sardet so helpful drops the evidence on her desk and she knows she has to deal with it
(and yes, this is me being spiteful I can't inform her that some of her orders are ABUSING the young native...like, hello!! That is something that should be revealed!! To her!!).
And the Ambassador Sahin is probably praying that no one else on his side tries to De Sardet again because they are NOT being helpful in sending this raging person after him to give him a verbal tongue lashing that he needs to sit there and take it.
Constantin...you are truly missed on these adventures because if he came, he'd be in the corner with Aphra and a bowl of popcorn.
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dgcatanisiri · 2 years
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Not that far in to Andromeda, and now I'm feeling to urge to replay something else - and it's another game that I'd have to reinstall onto the PS4.
Assassin's Creed Valhalla, Outer Worlds, GreedFall, and Horizon Hero Dawn (since I still don't have Forbidden West - maybe that's gonna be a Christmas gift - MAYBE)... All of these I'm feeling the desire to pop in and do a new run... Except that isn't how games on the PS4 WORK, you have to clear out the games you aren't playing, redownload all the DLC, you can't just pop in the disc and go, you have to make a COMMITMENT, and all I want is to play a damn game.
Seriously, I resent SO. MUCH. this design decision.
Y'know how I talk up Fantasy Land, where I have access to like some grand Library of Human Imagination, full of all the books, shows, movies, and games I could ever want? Yeah, Fantasy Land also has Fantasy Consoles, which NEVER run out of memory, so this bullshit never has to happen.
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ragingbookdragon · 11 months
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Knowledge To Be Shared
Vasco X De Sardet
Word Count: 1.1K Warnings: None
Author's Note: But it's about the bi-pirate!!! -Thorne
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Vasco had to admit that there were plenty of times that De Sardet had proved himself a noble of true and genuine character. The man practically bled a desire to help people, to raise a sword to injustice, and right any and all wrongs. Even as reserved as the noble could be at times, Vasco saw De Sardet for who he truly was—a good person, through and through.
But even if it were all of the times he saw De Sardet proving himself a good person, it was truly the first instance of seeing a noble even associate with a low-born that had made the greatest impact on Vasco.
Vasco had the rare opportunity to brew a cup of coffee and he sat in the corner, nursing his hot cup as he viewed the mess hall. The Coin Guard and the Prince had already finished breakfast, leaving the others to their food as they chittered about fencing on the deck. It was only a few minutes later that their resident Legate had decided to make his appearance, and Vasco expected him to be wearing his entire armor set (as most nobles did to let the Nauts aboard know that they were in the presence of a royal), but the man was wearing a simple black cotton shirt that was tucked into a pair of dark mahogany trousers. His hair, of course, was taken care of and his face washed, so at least he maintained a level of personal hygiene even if his dress stated otherwise.
He watched as De Sardet fixed himself a plate and sat down towards the end of one of the tables where Jonas, Lauro, and Flavia were sitting. He took out a small booklet, no bigger than his palm and cracked it open, quietly reading its contents as he ate. It was only then that Vasco realized that Jonas’ eyes were on the booklet, occasionally shifting to his hands, then to De Sardet’s face, and he heard Flavia encouraging him.
“Um…Lord De Sardet?” Jonas’ voice was quiet, a little unsure and after De Sardet didn’t respond he cleared his throat and asked a little louder, “Lord De Sardet?”
The noble startled, evidently quite absorbed in his book, blinking as he looked to his side, confused expression breaking way to a welcoming smile as he greeted, “Ah, Jonas! Forgive me, I wasn’t paying attention.”
“It’s aright, my Lord.” He fidgeted in his seat. “I was perhaps wondering if…” his eyes met Flavia’s who smiled brightly at him. “If you had the time…would you teach me…how to read?”
De Sardet blinked, his confusion taking hold again as he asked, “Nauts can’t read?”
Flavia spoke this time. “We lot know enough to get by, but only those that are considered for higher rank are taught. That is unless we learn some other way.”
He looked back at Jonas who was still fidgeting slightly in his seat; a calm smile broke across his face, and he nodded. “I’d be honored to teach you, Jonas.”
“R-really? You would teach me?”
“Of course! Knowledge should be shared by everyone. And being able to read? Now that is something that everyone should be taught. What is life without being able to read a good story before bed?”
The three sailors beside him laughed heartily and he waved Jonas to sit beside him. “What is this?”
“A selection of specific poetry. My mother’s favorite little book that held all of her favorites. It was made specially for her.” He smiled fondly if a little heartbroken at the booklet. “There is no other book like it.” De Sardet laid the book in front of him. “Do you know your letters, Jonas?”
“I do…but putting the words together is a bit harder.” He shifted. “Speaking is easier than writing and reading. It’s strange.”
“No, I understand. It is quite a strange phenomena to be able to hear words and emulate others by learning to speak the same way but seeing words on paper and trying to read and write, is much harder.” He waved a hand. “All the same, we will start with this one. It’s short and simple. Easy enough that you’ll be able sound words out.”
Jonas nodded, ready to prove himself, and Vasco couldn’t help but let his heart feel light at the view before him.
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Vasco had never felt such an overwhelming yet so calming sense of peace unlike that of being wrapped up in De Sardet’s arms. The man was a giant, stood just a couple inches taller than Kurt and was just as fit, if not more so, and he hugged and held like a bear. Vasco couldn’t even move, not that he wanted to, from where his back was pressed up against the Legate’s chest, legs tangled, the noble’s nose buried in caramel strands, relaxing breath puffing over his neck.
“You’re thinking too loud,” De Sardet muttered into tan skin.
Vasco snorted. “How can you even tell such a thing?”
“Hmm…your thigh tenses whenever you’re in deep thought.” He shifted, resting his chin on his shoulder. “What are you thinking about, my love?”
A giddiness fluttered in the Naut’s chest; he let out a wistful sigh and turned his head. “I was just thinking about when I started viewing you differently.”
De Sardet nodded. “I’ve got to assume it was well into our travels on the island. We’ve certainly met our fair share of opportune moments.”
“Actually, the first moment I thought differently of you was when I saw you teaching Jonas how to read.”
The noble paused, looking down. “You saw?”
“Did you not see me in the corner?”
“…No…?”
Vasco laughed, shaking his head. “I can’t believe you didn’t even see me.”
“I mean, in my defense, I was more concerned about getting some breakfast before it was eaten by ravenous sailors.”
“We are not ravenous!”
“Oh, I don’t know, I’ve seen you after a long day of all work. You look like a ulg devouring a deer.”
“I DO NOT!”
“I quite literally saw you tear into a turkey leg the other night with nothing but your teeth. Like a ravenous man.”
“I USED A FORK AND A KNIFE!”
“Are you sure? Because I distinctly remember dinner occurring differently.”
“I WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS SLANDER!” Vasco tried to wriggle out of De Sardet’s arms, but the cage he was in was way too tight and he thrashed around before letting out a growl and settling back.
“Done?”
“Yes,” he grunted begrudgingly.
De Sardet grinned and leaned around, pecking around Vasco’s face until the Naut let out a laugh and shoved at him; the noble eased up and stared down at him with a smile. “I love you, Vasco.”
“I love you, my Tempest.”
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queen-scribbles · 2 years
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March, September, Minutes, Yesterday??? 💖 And also, I challenge you for "TODAY", to manage to write something, even just a little bit. 💪
march: do you listen to music whilst writing? 
Usually, yes. Either pick one of my spotify playlists/a random spot to start on my Liked Songs list ORRR put Lindsey Stirling on shuffle(there's a reason I was in her top 1% of liste
september: share a comment or review which still warms your heart?
The person who binged all 45 chapters/200k words of OWaP a couple weeks ago made my month, and I had someone comment Minefield(Exile/Bao-Dur) made them go feral :3
OH WAIT NO. I still have saved an older comment on OWaP that starts with the words "Oh, darn, I'm caught up." and that's the dream; to write something so good people are disappointed there's not more of it. (Also shoutout to everyone who's ever told me I wrote X character so well you read their dialogue in their voice. Those are my fave)
minutes: how long does it normally take you to complete a fic?
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seriously, it depends on the fic. New chapters for OWaP/tLBT usually take a week or two to write and then another to type up, proofread, and edit(I handwrite first drafts, which makes it a bit slower bc a)I have to also type it up and b)I can only write so much before my hand hurts xD). One shot or prompts fill can be much faster if they behave themselves on word count. That Greedfall thing I posted on Sunday took 4-5 hours to write/type on Saturday, left it overnight, then proofed/edited/posted on Sunday.
yesterday: favourite way to write angst?
...to not. I kid, but it doens't happen often, I'm more into fluff or banter and the furthest I (usually) push it is hurt/comfort that's heavier on the comfort end of things. xD Every once in a while though, I stab ppl in the heart write angst bc the muses give me an idea that Wil. Not. go away until I write it down. In which case I do it as fast as I can, minimal editing, and throw it into the world. Usually followed by writing the most cotton candy fluff imaginable with the same muse as a palate cleanser. xD
For today, I wrote ~700 words on tLBT before I came into work, so ✔ (I'm hoping to write more while Mermaid is napping bc Monkey is back to school this week)
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utterrandomness · 3 years
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Greedfall DLC Headcanon
So after playing the new Greedfall DLC with Vasco as a love interest for my Naut Benjamin De Sardet I had an idea.
It seems men can't marry each other in Greedfall, which is pretty sad. I also don't doubt the Prince would eventually send Benjamin a lovely lady to wed, so they're both distraught. Vasco would be far too ready to keep his promise and sail away with him...
BUT then I had the idea that what if Admiral Cabral heard about this? What if she found a way of changing the laws amongst the Nauts so that they can in fact wed or at least have a similar ceremony, meaning that they boys can legally be together and the Prince can't do anything about it. What’s he going to do? Turn on the one group of people that enable him to trade and everything else?
Cabral is a queen, I love her, and we all know she always looks after her own and she owes those two a lot. Besides, Benjamin was already taken away from the Nauts once, I doubt she'd let it happen again, especially when she's never seen Vasco look so happy. I like to think she’d do all she could to enable them to be happy, as well as so many other Nauts.
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storybook-lili · 2 years
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Me: Eeeeh, I’m not really into vampires, tbh. Vampires are kinda overrated, imo.
Also Me: V-vampire ... vampire Vasco. 😳🦇
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ufogoo · 2 years
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time to think about dagoth ur again
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diceyfall · 4 years
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Kurt: When you turn 18, people are gonna try and tell you to buy drugs or cigarettes because you can. No. You know what else is legal to buy at 18? Blades. Get yourself a damn sword. A big knife is also okay.
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