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Hey if y'all ever find magic murals depicting my deepest regrets please don't discuss my trauma with your buddies while one of you whittles okay
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Thoughts on the companion banter with Solas during the endgame of DA:TV? I understand them being pissed off at Solas, but the way the writing handled it made these people come across as judgmental as all hell and rubbed me the wrong way, especially those convos with Bellara and Darvin being just weird with the topic they discussed.
Look, I’m going to be somewhat fair here and say that they have no reason to be nice to Solas in this instance but the thing is—
I just don’t care. I don’t care about these people’s opinions one bit or their prejudices. Why should I? They don’t know a damn thing about Solas. What, they think they can see him at some of the absolute WORST moments of his life, and somehow that makes them an authority on his character? Somehow that gives them the right to judge him? Fuck off.
Davrin calls him out for creating the Blight and killing the Titans. Neve calls him out for killing Varric. Lucanis is all like “you. hurt. rook. you. lie. blah. blah.” Harding is basically like “everything is your fault you stupid fucking egg.” Bellara is all “you killed Mythal because Mythal is actually not a spirit of vengeance at all anymore, she’s actually really nice, she asked you to stop and you killed her!” Only Emmrich is somewhat … agreeable towards him? Taash has nothing much to contribute really, expect, once again, judging someone else about how they look (which okay, not even gonna comment on that one).
But I just … I’m not even mad at it, really. Because it makes sense for them to act this way, if we’re being totally honest. I just … don’t care. Because it’s just so … cold.
Because these aren’t the people I wanted to experience Solas’ story with.
I’m sorry—they just aren’t.
Give me Cassandra. The Cassandra that respects him greatly, despite him being an apostate. The Cassandra that would be fucking pissed as HELL when she finally gets a hold of him—because she TRUSTED him, and he betrayed them all.
Give me Varric. The Varric that calls him Chuckles and tells him to lighten up because he’s being all “doom and gloom” like 98% of the time. The Varric that considers him a friend and tells him that choosing to live everyday, even when it feels impossible, is fighting back.
Give me Cole. The Cole that saw Solas. That says he’s “He’s not the kind of wolf” and assures him that “YOU DIDNT DO IT TO BE RIGHT. YOU DID IT TO SAVE THEM.” I mean, did the writers forget this—in their quest to make Solas out to be the bad guy, the prideful asshole who apparently builds statues of worship in honor of himself, undeserving of compassion?
Give me Iron Bull. The Iron Bull that Solas passionately debates the ethics of religion and society and the Qun with, that Solas plays mind chess with, and that, if you save the Chargers, Solas says he doesn’t have to worry about turning into a mindless Tal-Vashoth, because he has him. Because they are friends.
Give me Vivienne. The Vivienne that Solas trades thinly-veiled barbs with and says they are “not so different” in the end. The Vivienne that would be feel vindicated as HELL to know that the Solas is like she always thought him to be. Untrustworthy and a … spirit? Oh, boy, Viv would be on a crusade quicker than you could say “Orlesian frippery.”
Give me Leliana. The Leliana that would understand, maybe better than anyone, the relationship between him and Mythal because it mirrors the one she and Justinia had so closely—that would be compassionate towards him, if softened, and ruthlessly unforgiving, if hardened.
Give me Josephine. The Josephine that has nothing kindness towards him—who is fascinated by his stories, and gets him whatever books he wants, and has special copies of maps MADE specifically for him because the University of Antiva won’t lend them to the Inquisition.
Give me Sera. The Sera that shows us that Solas is actually a giant little nerd—who puts lizards in his bedrolls and as payback he threatens to introduce her to spirits because he just knows how much that will creep her out. The Sera that Solas looks at and sees so keenly all that was lost—what his people had lost, and all because of him. Because in trying to save them, somehow, he stripped them of everything that made them.
Give me Dorian. The Dorian that Solas trades magic tips and theories with, and is mortified by his utterly tragic sense of fashion. The Dorian that feels badly for his people’s treatment of elves, and tells Solas that.
Give me Blackwall. The Blackwell that played Diamondback with Solas and had to walk back to the stables naked because Solas beat his ass, fair (debatable) and square. The Blackwall that understood Solas because they were actually so similar—two men changed by a lifetime of war and fighting other people’s battles. The Blackwall that Solas says “I will remember this, when it is over.” He will remember the people, and the friends he made, because the path he walks may end with some of them dead.
Give me the Inquisitor. “I never thought of you as someone who could do that Solas” contrasted with “You’d murder countless people?” and “you are not what I expected.” The Inquisitor who defied all odds—and made him see the value in the world he once considered full of empty Tranquil, that became his friend, his heart—or either wise, solidified themselves as an enemy not worth saving.
Give me people who know a damn thing about Solas. Solas. The Solas that likes frilly cakes and pissed magic once. Not the Dread Wolf. I don’t fucking care if the Dread Wolf is “part of him” it’s fucking boring in comparison—especially when the Dread Wolf is all we ever get.
Give me the people who have a right to judge him. Give me the people who started this journey with him—here, at the end, to finish it.
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um................... can i help you
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Sheryl Chee (Harding's writer) on the state of things
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WIP Wednesday
So writer's block and health had me in a headlock for a few months, but as usual, can't keep me down forever...
tagging: @bearlytolerant, @silurisanguine, @aro-pancake, @fangbangerghoul, @atonalginger, @aislingdmdt, @fshenkoescape, @ninjaofnaps, @lisa-and-shadow, @a-cosmic-elf, @thatsgoodsquishy0, @hockeydemon42, @fomagranfalloon, @violenceandviolets, @therealgchu, @staticpallour, @artemis-crimson, @genesisarclite and @constellation2330
(As usual, the tags are read if you like, post if you like, no pressure!)
from the upcoming chapter of stars through my fingers like grains of sand
"Company?" he asked quietly; she nodded. Moving quickly, he set one of the armchairs at an angle to the door, then pulled his .45 and double-checked the safety. At her look of confusion, he mouthed Trust me and gestured her over.
By the time they heard heavy footsteps outside the door, they'd arranged themselves: she was curled on his lap, one arm curved around his waist. It was the very picture of an intimate moment—except for the pistols hidden at their sides, ready for action. There was no knock; only the smash of wood as the lock tore free. As one, their arms snapped up, weapons pointed at the unarmored head of Mei's security "chief". "Well, now," Sam said, his voice full of false geniality, "were we expectin' a guest?"
"Guests knock," Cait said coldly, and clicked the hammer back. Like him, Cait preferred a .45, though hers was the more modern XM-2311, complete with suppressor. "People who smash in the door get shot."
Stocker growled. "You wouldn't—" The suppressor twitched to the side, and Cait put a bullet in the doorframe a bare inch from Stocker's face. They snapped their head back. "You crazy bitch!"
"She don't appreciate bein' interrupted," Sam said, the cheer gone from his voice. "Neither do I. So give me one good reason why the next one doesn't end up between your eyes."
Stocker's jaw set mutinously, but they'd been caught dead to rights; like most bullies, they were essentially a coward. "Mei wants you downstairs," they growled.
"Then I suggest you turn yourself around and let Ms. Devine know we'll be down in good time," he replied, the bonhomie back in his voice as if it had never gone. Without taking his eyes off Stocker, he leaned over to capture Cait's lips in a kiss.
"You just made a big mistake," Stocker snarled. "Don't think I'm going to forget this."
Though she returned the kiss with interest, Cait's pistol never wavered. Sam was starting to get a little distracted when she finally broke it off. "You should rethink that," she told Stocker, cool as Akilan winter. "My Sam's a fair man. Everybody gets one mistake. This is your one."
The merc snarled incoherently, then turned and stomped away. Sam waited until he heard the ding of the elevator to holster his sidearm; once Cait followed suit, he cupped her cheek in his hand. "Your Sam, huh?" he murmured—saw the beginnings of a blush and gave her a quick, appreciative kiss to forestall it. "I do love it when you get all possessive."
She made a grumbly little sound somewhere between embarrassment and annoyance—well, that primal part of her was still a sensitive topic, and all he could do was reassure her when it came up. "How long do we leave Devine hanging?" she asked.
"Long enough to make it clear we're not playing her game," he said firmly. "I don't see Stocker coming up here without Devine's say-so—"
"They didn't," Cait confirmed. "But I couldn't tell whether they broke in on orders or for the fun of it. I think they'd enjoy it either way." She shook her head. "'I won't forget this?' Where'd they get their dialogue, Republic Serial Villain Academy?" She snickered a little. "Will we rue the day?"
Sam couldn't hold back a bark of laughter. "Someone's going to, that's for damn sure."
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RIP Dragon Age, thanks for the fun times
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1 month and 12 days 😭
Sylvia Feketekuty on Bluesky: "Hey everyone: sorry I've been quiet on here. Was busy with a big decision, namely deciding to leave BioWare. I'll really, really miss working with everyone there. But after 15 years, it just feels like a good time for a break. (If/when I've got something noteworthy lined up, I'll mention it here!)" [source]
#this sucks a lot#trick weekes characters are my fave#i hope the weekes family feels supported#i guess my buying bioware games era is truly over#bioware#dragon age#trick weekes
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Trick Weekes and Karin Weekes no longer at Bioware. This one hurts.
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Wes Johnson, one of the main voice actors for Elder Scrolls and so many other things, has had a medical emergency. His family is requesting assistance to deal with this crisis, please consider helping them.
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Lyra, my beloved cat of 13 years, passed away this year on Father's Day. She's been by my side through very difficult times and was my little rock of steady and unrelenting love. I struggled a lot drawing this, and struggled a lot posting it, but I know I would've wanted to read a comic like this that validated my grief for her when I lost her.
Wherever you are, Lyra my little summer star, I love you always! Thank you for being the best thing in my life.
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Among the many excellent things about Severance, one of the top 5 has to be how they light the absolute hell out of Mr Milchick
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My heart I miss you so much Cole ❤️
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Viago’s voice actor and his partner lost their home and everything but their dog in the LA fires… I know exactly what that kind of pain feels like and it’s not a grief I would wish upon anyone. Above all of the anger and indescribable anguish, I remember the kindness that my community gave my family after my fire and I think we can do something really great if we pull together and help Joseph now
The link to his GoFundMe is right here and as of me posting this I’m very happy to say it’s about 95% of the way to its goal
And if you can’t donate, maybe consider sending him a message of support or a prayer if you’re of the religious sort (I’m not sure how the praying thing works) via his Instagram here If you live a little closer to LA County than I do and have access to a furnished place they could stay if one hasn’t already been found I would consider it a personal favor 🙇
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my personal dragon age canon goes like
Origins: guy with a supernatural amount of rizz accidently becomes important at work and sigmas their way through gathering enough insane people to support them while they cure the super plague by beating the fuck out of it
2: worlds saddest wettest refugee has so much parentified older sibling energy that a bunch of freak outcasts imprint on them because they all live in Facism City where Everything is Fucked and Everybody Sucks
Inquisition: guy gets kidnapped by the pope's personal assistant to serve as Jesus 2 but it's fine because as it turns out if christians think you're Jesus 2 they'll do whatever you ask them to. which is really helpful if you happen to be the only competent person trying to prevent reality from unraveling
Veilguard: local intern accidentally becomes boss by being just so goddamn full of love that they can just bat their eyelashes and people keep pledging fealty to them and following them home. Their love for the world itself burns so bright and true that they not only kill 2 gods (with the power of friendship and this knife they found) but guilt trip the worlds #1 sunken cost fallacy truther into giving up his genocidal thousand year plan to go sit in time out
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Dragon Age Writing References
Been meaning to pull this together for a while. If you know anything good that I’ve missed, stick ‘em on the end! I’ll reblog in a while with additions.
Dragon Age Wiki–first-stop resource for basic character and plot information, class and area info, and a lot of codices from all three games.
An Illustrated Timeline of Thedosian History–What it says on the tin, put together by @penbrydd.
Travel Times:
Ferelden travel: distances and times–DA: O specific areas, also includes interesting discussion of forced-march speeds
More travel time ideas including Inquisition areas
Thedosian Titles–Ranks and titles in Thedas, as taken from the tabletop rpg guides.
Thedosian slurs–a compilation of derogatory terms used by various Thedosian peoples.
Thedosian calendar–Thedosian dates and holidays with a speculative matchup of the Gregorian equivalents.
Human names–information on naming in Thedosian human cultures.
Qunari, dwarven, and elven names–some information and examples for each group.
How old everyone is in Inquisition–answers or best estimates using in-game or WoT information.
War Table spreadsheet–all the War Table missions, options, and outcomes.
Dragon Age Meta Nexus–a collection of meta posts drawn from Tumblr with standardized tags to facilitate search. Fairly new.
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requested a cameo from gdl and asked him to make solas say 'fuck'. enjoy.
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