#Lore!!!

[slenderwild]

I miss my wings..

Sure they were tiny, but they looked so cool..

The 1400s were rough..

[workplacefire]

“Welcome to the world I have job for you”

those were the first things I heard when I came into this world.

[charletsart]

drawn delores and koda doodles recently!! this ep broke me 😭

[sweet-hxrt]

hashtag swag dhmis reference

[reallytimhortons]

pl34s3 l3t m3 oUt

(please let me out)

-@totally-bits

no. stay in the basement.

[kali-lamb]

yea, the lamb couldn't die either kali.

that thing does not care.

it will take hold of your very soul if it gets the chance.

i dont have a soul? like dude im fated to not die... tectonically im the god of life bc i killed asteria... thats pretty cool

[inkstained-dragon]

hi guys i did it, instructions should be on the dl page but all you need to do is open your files and double click/right click to run it

[lynxtopia]

Did I ever mention I have a Street Fighter oc

[im-a-chunky-potato]

fun fact there'll be a lore post on The Fox and the Shadow tomorrow :3 it's scheduled to post at 8 am so it should b there by the time you wake up :3

thought you'd like to know

Ooooh thank you! I'll be sure to check it out tomorrow<3

[silent-scribbs]

Y’know Waterfallen Wally? I like him. He my traumatized lil baby that I made from my Cloud 9 au :3

I’m not really one for writing, since I have no stories to tell, usually. But this is something I wanted to do. I hope it’s not that bad 🥺

(I actually wanted to do the part after this, but I couldn’t get to it tonight)

I wake up to the sound of dripping water echoing around me. It’s dark, my vision a wash of blue hues. There’s tunnels, caverns, and I appear to be in… an underground cave system? It’s faint, far away, but I swear I can hear a waterfall.

That’s when I register that I’m sitting in the water, cold but warm as it rests against my legs. The ground beneath me is rough, but not immobile, as I feel what must be dirt and rocks shift when I brush it with my hands. When I stand, the water splashes beside me and drips off my hands and legs, the sound intensified by the silence otherwise surrounding me. I’m alone here.

As I stand and gather my bearings, I realize that something feels wrong… some part of me isn’t quite right. My body doesn’t feel right. It’s not because of my clothes, or lack thereof, either. I can hear light dripping behind me.

When I turn to look, I realize immediately what is wrong. My wings! I watch in shock as behind me, the lovely pair of wings are… dissolving. Wings that once made me feel weightless, like I could float on air and walk on water. It’s like watching cotton candy dissolve, a spreading as the wings get heavier, only to be released and pulled apart by the weight, falling below me into the pool I stand in. It’s… indescribable. How am I supposed to feel about this?

It’s not long until my wings are no more. I’ve never felt so heavy, so solid, and yet so weightless. There’s less mass that encompasses me, yet I feel even more burdened by the weight of my body. It’s a strange feeling, to be be weighed down by loss.

I sigh as there’s nothing I can do about this loss. The water I stand in settles beneath me, only stirred by that which drips from the ceiling or pushed around by what I can only assume is a waterfall further out. Well, it can’t hurt to find out more of the place I find myself in, can it?

It takes a bit for me to get used to walking again—after all, it takes more effort to move something that’s heavier than you’re used to. It almost makes me feel exhausted, lugging around this mass of a body now, but I trudge on. It’s not long before I’m done kicking the water around me, as I make it onto solid, dry ground nearby. I lean against a wall of rock, needing the support.

It takes a good while for me to collect myself, yet it feels like no time has passed at all, as I stand taller and look around once more. Well, may as well wander a bit. My body is no longer soaked or dripping water, but I can still feel some moisture, though I suppose that can’t be helped. Each step I take leaves tracks, wet footprints that dip into the softened ground, marking where I’ve been. I let my hands glide along the walls, brushing against the rough terrain, getting a feel for the smooth and sharp alike.

Then suddenly… I no longer feel alone.

A loud roar of some sort, a cry or wail. It sounds out from further out in the cave, from one of the tunnels. I can’t make out where specifically it comes from, though, as the sound surrounds me, bouncing off the walls… Oh no. My heart starts to race once the sound passes, and the quiet that would’ve been so peaceful before has now turned terrifying. Every little sound becomes an alert, something to keep track of, to know where and what it comes from.

Keep a level head, I tell myself. I have to, despite so much of my body saying that I’m in danger. I can’t touch the water, for fear the noise would be too loud, like the water would be screaming back and making my position known to the creature. I can’t breathe too heavily, for fear that it would be too loud, and that I wouldn’t be able to hear my surroundings. I don’t even notice my body as I take the quietest steps possible.

I suppose you can only do so much, though, before your body betrays you. My mind racing with thoughts of having to stay quiet, stay alert to every sound that’s made, keep my eyes open, and remain calm… then I take a wrong step, somehow. I’m not really sure how. But I tripped forwards.

My heart was pounding, startled from the feeling of losing control, from the sound of the loud splash. I’m almost frozen in fear, but I can’t be for long. I need to get up! Wait. As I try to pull myself up, I feel… resistance. But my hand’s not stuck in anything, is it? No, it feels like there’s open space. But somehow…

I stare at the reflection in the water below me, as realization strikes. Not that I’m looking at myself. I’m looking beyond myself. The water is deeper. I can’t see it, only feel, but it’s clear to me that wherever my hand is, it’s past the ground I am on my knees in.

Another thundering roar echoes through the cave. Panic fills my body, as I feel the fear try to take over… but I have to stay calm! And I realize, what if there’s a deeper section, just under the water’s surface? Maybe it would be able to save me from the fate that awaits me if I stay here for too long.

I reach further into the water, letting my other hand feel for the edge of the ground that may lead to this hole in it, leaning my shoulder closer to the water. Suddenly, it’s like my arm is being yanked, taking my other hand too. Then my entire body falls forwards and under the water, disappearing into the depths completely with a loud splash that rings out. I’m safe…

[b-e-e-h-o-p]

We now know why Solas wears that stupid hat at the winter palace

Thank you to u/nouvlesse on Reddit who went through the wiki to find the reason

If you don’t wanna read it I’ll just say it here:

Basically the helmet was originally used in the Anderfels against Tevinter. And then there were rumors that Anders used it in his rebel against Orlesians before falling back into obscurity. Basically Solas was doing what he does best. Being a smug bastard.

[sosoribro]

little caesar's is canon in the social butterfly lore

[ampersand-echo]

ramble abt something

the quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.

-i think maybe i should learn more about the stones and crystals in this cave. i know the names of some of them- -but i can not define a rock that i do not know the name and qualities of at a glance. might be cool to learn that skill.-

-honestly thinking about skills in reference to myself is pretty interesting. in my opinion. i can not do much with my hands. maybe that is so i can better fulfill my purpose. like how some people say if you lose one of your senses your awareness of your other senses becomes stronger. i still have all my senses though. as far as i am aware. anyways. with my hands i think it's a combination of muscular dystrophy and arthritis. i learned those words from.-

-...heh.-

-well. i don't exactly have a lot of books here. including ones on geology. but i bet i could exchange these gems at a shop to get lots of money. if i knew a good place anyway.-

-...you know. this kind of helps. thank you.-

[raidensharkgun]

The start of a reluctant friendship

[reallytimhortons]

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1tSOWbhg36YmMTKPYw46z8t9W_nxXoATfgakH7yRr9Z8

...Where'd you get that?