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cardinalwrites.bsky.social
rachel | LaDS fanfiction 📌 | MDNI 🔞
@cardinalwrites.bsky.social
tragedy-lover always. writer sometimes. 30s. perpetually trying to seduce a dragon 🐉 she/her 🌈 fuck genAI 👾 free palestine 🇵🇸 MDNI 🔞

currently: #LaDS brainrot ❄️🐦‍⬛
this is an incredible thread, and an incredible lesson

thank you for sharing 💕
August 1, 2025 at 1:16 AM
🔗 for ao3: archiveofourown.org/works/608262...

btw, this is the line of dialogue, for folks who haven’t seen it yet
May 17, 2025 at 2:49 AM
hehe thank uuuuu 🥰🫶
May 13, 2025 at 9:10 PM
prompt submitted by someone who requested to remain anonymous 💕

🔗 for ao3: archiveofourown.org/works/608262...
May 13, 2025 at 12:08 AM
Reposted by rachel | LaDS fanfiction 📌 | MDNI 🔞
"What trillion-dollar problem is AI trying to solve?"

Wages. They're trying to use it to solve having to pay wages.
December 27, 2024 at 5:41 PM
redeemed durge is so goated (especially when paired with a spawn astarion romance 🤌💋)
April 22, 2025 at 5:02 PM
a baby!!!!!!!!!!! 🦎
April 6, 2025 at 10:10 PM
in lieu of a signature, there’s a burner phone, and you piece together that he expects you to call him.

what on earth does he have planned?

a smile tugs at the corner of your mouth as you gather up the phone and dial the singular saved number.

only one way to find out.
April 6, 2025 at 4:47 PM
it’s a note, scrawled in sylus’s elegant, flowing script: “if you wake before i return, there’s a change of clothes in the bathroom and a pot of coffee in the kitchen. eat if you must, but don’t spoil your appetite.“
April 6, 2025 at 4:47 PM
first, a shower. and then? well, you’ll cross that bridge when you get to it.

as you make to get up, a scrap of paper sitting on the nightstand catches your eye.
April 6, 2025 at 4:47 PM
the knowledge has heat creeping into your cheeks. since when is he so considerate?

flustered, you toss off the covers and stretch to chase away some of the soreness that collected in your muscles overnight. damned couch.
April 6, 2025 at 4:47 PM
sylus must’ve moved you after you passed out. nothing else makes sense.

as you take in your surroundings, your thoughts stray to the idea of him carrying you through his halls while you slept, cradled against his broad chest. but then he also must’ve unlaced your boots and tucked you into bed.
April 6, 2025 at 4:47 PM