#BUT TWO DRAGONS?

[taryk]

TCF SPOILERS:

“What are you doing?”

Alberu flinched after seeing the emotionless Cale briskly walking through the dark tent while being covered in blood.

However, Cale's next action made him completely shocked.

“...Huh?”

Alberu had none of his usual majesticness as he made that noise.

His pupils were shaking as well.

He could see the face of the creature poking out of the blanket bundle. The round and chubby face was quite cute, even with its eyes closed.

However, that was not the issue.

Alberu made eye contact with Cale when a calm voice started to speak from behind him.

“It is a Dragon. He is currently going through his first growth phase.”

“...Huh?”

“He is six-years-old. His name is Raon Miru. It is a great name that I made for him.”

“...Huh?”

However, Cale was not finished speaking just yet. He carried Raon with one hand while pointing toward Eruhaben with the other hand.

“This senior is an ancient Dragon. He is the eldest Dragon on the Western continent.”

Alberu’s eyes blinked a couple of times in shock.

He then lightly shook his head.

‘Am I tired?

Did I not sleep well for the past few days?’

[ ... ]

‘But a Dragon?

And not just one, but two?’

Alberu turned toward the ancient Dragon. The ancient Dragon shrugged his shoulders with a stoic expression.

“Nice to meet you.”

The ancient Dragon was speaking as if Alberu was beneath him.

He had thought that this man was a guard knight, but he was a Dragon.

Alberu could not believe it.

However, Cale continued to speak.

He still had a lot of things left to say.

“Ah, and I may explode to death in three days if things go wrong.”

“What? You crazy-”

-(chapter 251) Cale finally decides to tell the existence of the 6-year-old dragon and the eldest dragon on the western continent to the Crown Prince. Alberu thought he wouldn't be surprised by anything else when it came to Cale, he was wrong.

Oh, and yeah, Cale might explode to death in three days.

[housederiva]

My housemate's cat came into my room while my dictation was on...

(also here's the fic i was writing when it happened)

[asphodelles]

la petite mort

[artkaninchenbau]

A h-heartfelt reunion..?

Bonus

[caitmayart]

I can't stop drawing from this game

anyway Spite is my son now

[apostatefeverdream]

going absolutely fucking insane over solas dragonage. he used to be a spirit. he was meant to be bisexual. he hates tea but still drinks it. he murdered the two people he loved most in the world. he pissed magic once (maybe). he pondered an orb. he played strip poker with blackwall. he sundered the fade from the waking world. he created the blight. he sent bitchy letters to elgar'nan. he's great at chess but then lost to a random named after a chess piece. he co-parented a spirit. he murdered the other co-parent. he speaks in iambic pentameter. he imagines the sight of you being dominated would be fascinating. he ghosted his ex for a year and then yanked their arm off. he loves frilly cakes. his greatest fear is dying alone. he's bald.

[nipuni]

🥰 these two

[accoffee7]

Something silly...

[stealingpotatoes]

thank you rook for putting some enrichment (solas) in hawke's enclosure (the fade)

(commission info // tip jar!)

[prokopetz]

Low-level Dungeons & Dragons adventure where a village is being extorted by a "fearsome lich" which ultimately turns out to be a regular, non-animated skeleton being puppeted with rods and strings by a group of very sneaky goblins.

[rhaenyratargeryen]

Alicent Hightower looking out for her daughter Helaena Targaryen

[hed184]

Luke and Jaehaerys watching Rhaenyra bringing up the "a son for a son" bullshit like nothing happened:

Cr: @prettymuchteddy

[bearlytolerant]

Solas: How can you be happy surrendering, knowing it will all end with you? How can you not fight?

Varric: I suppose it depends on the quality of the fermented fruit juice.

Solas: So it seems.

Solas: You truly are content to sit in the sun, never wondering what you could've been, never fighting back.

Varric: Ha, you've got it all wrong, Chuckles. This is fighting back.

Solas: How does passively accepting your fate constitute a fight?

Varric: In that story of yours—-the fisherman watching the stars, dying alone. You thought he gave up, right?

Solas: Yes.

Varric: But he went on living. He lost everyone, but he still got up every morning. He made a life, even if it was alone.

Varric: That's the world. Everything you build, it tears down. Everything you've got, it takes. And it's gone forever.

Varric: The only choices you get are to lie down and die or keep going. He kept going. That's as close to beating the world as anyone gets.

Solas: Well said. Perhaps I was mistaken.

[wanderingibon]

" I noticed that you've been smiling more, Lucanis. "

" ...Have I? ...Si, I suppose I have been. "

[witchlingcirce]

When your 55 years old and your first friends ever are a 15 year old who you told to kill his grandpa, a 300+ year old witch who has odd intentions and has probs been drugging you, and an old man who spends all of his castle funds on new outfits and being sassy.

[imjulia-andilikecats]

Jacaerys "OH Not Another Step Parent" Targaryen