#adelaide hawke

[faejilly]

Bad Brain Day -> Picrew Spam!

Have some Adelaide Hawke

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[wyvernscales]

Symbols I associate with ocs - Worldstate: Then Let it be Ruby

Lucia Cousland: roses, swords, ribcages, vintage photos of women, marble statues

Rita Caron: the color blue, lace, skulls, shadows, ravens, torn and weathered flags

Adelaide Hawke: birds, the ocean, pirate ships, sand, sunset, sea glass

Tessa Adaar: fields of wildflowers, moths, lambs, flower crowns, owls

Aria Trevelyan: sunbeams, fire, heart lockets, the blade of mercy

Marzia Mercar: blood, veils, snakes, Victorian ghost pictures, claws

[thedragonagelesbian]

ocs + dragon age demon pairings

yippeeeeeeeeeeeeee

(tagging folks who expressed interest tytytytyty ily all smmmmm @hexblooddruid @fllagellant @ghostwise andddddd if any of you want to share for your ocs... 👀👀👀)

Vidreu Aeducan ~ Desire Demon

Dru is tricky because they aren't strongly motivated by the kinds of emotions that demons feed on. They're largely guided by academic curiosity and dispassionate pragmatism, but she could be tempted by forbidden knowledge in a heartbeat. (Indeed, she defiled the Urn of Sacred Ashes for precisely that reason.) A desire demon could readily exploit that thirst-- for answers, for understanding, for secrets.

Luc Surana ~ Despair Demon

Everything that Luc has--his anger and his snark and his defiance--either grows out of or masks a profound sense of nihilism. Nothing matters, there's no point in trying, and caring is just setting yourself up for heartbreak down the road.

(In the AU where Alistair breaks up with him after the Landsmeet, Luc summons one by accident teehee)

Cyrus Hawke ~ Pride Demon

Ohhhhhhhhhhhh won't someone please tell him what a good boy he is and what a good job he's done bleeding out for others, won't someone please give him a good grade in self-sacrifice.

As a general rule, I'm a strong believer that the best demonic temptations are precisely those that characters wouldn't think they'd be affected by, because if you know something is a flaw of yours, you can guard against it. Cyrus' humility is very genuine, but below it is a profound craving for recognition that he won't let himself acknowledge, making it the perfect weak point.

Dahlian Lavellan ~ Sloth Demon

Dahlian has been tired since the moment she first woke up in Haven, weary under the mantle of Inquisitorial duty and constantly performing as its cold, professional leader. It would take some prying to pull her away from that duty, toward restfulness, but wouldn't it be so nice to share just a moment's repose with her daughter?

Yiseeril Trevelyan ~ Hunger Demon

Yiseeril's pride is dangerous, yes, but she's been haunted by her own personal hunger demon/Fade tongue situationship, Vanity, for years and knows how to resist her temptations. What could be fatal is pushing that pride to its extreme, past ambition and into apotheosis, starved for power and sated by nothing short of godhood.

[chaos-footy]

idk if this says anything about how close this season has been, or whether this is something that happens often, but you can make a circle of parity out of the 2024 top 8!

[faejilly]

No judging! I found my links the same way! 😅

BUT I HAD NOT TRIED BAYDEWS'

so in gratitude, have an Adelaide Hawke, and the face she tries (and mostly fails) not to make every time she has to deal with Kirkwall's Nobles Being Stupid™️between Acts II & III

Dreamwidth Crosspost: The Search For Curly Bangs

Does anyone have recs for anime-ish dollmakers/picrews which allow you to set the fringe/bangs separately and have options for non-straight hair? Wavy, curly, natural, braided, dreadlocked etc, the more options the better. I'm working on a dollmaker of my own and having a little trouble figuring out a consistent style that works for all hair types. @faejilly happened to link this picrew a few days ago which does straight bangs nicely, but not any other sort. Meanwhile anime characters with curly bangs tend to have the rest of their hair curly in the same style, which is hard to extrapolate from. It doesn't have to be fully anime style as long as the art has dark lines filled with flat colours.

EDIT: Thanks to @bbgulrot for the link to Black Centered Picrew which also led me to the POC tag on picrew. (Read on Dreamwidth)

[foresthavens]

i've been seeing this picrew around and wanted to make a few of the babes in it~

john x fallon (far cry 5) // vulpes x aurelia (fallout new vegas) james x oliver (fallout 3) // wrench x jordan (watch dogs 2) solas x atheya (dragon age inquisition) // mason x kayleigh (the wayhaven chronicles) handsome jack x iris (borderlands) // charles x amelia (black sails) carver x adelaide (dragon age 2) // alistair x mirela (dragon age origins)

[jendoe]

tagged by @nightbloodraelle to make some ocs in this picrew! thank you MWAH...

🎀 elissavet cousland | 🎲 adelaide hawke 🏹 yawen liu | 🔍 harun liu 🥀 cressida trevelyan | ⚗ hildegard van markham 🐲 varian de rossi | 🗡 rosaline trevelyan

tagging @phillipsgraves, @risingsh0t, @indorilnerevarine, @chuckhansen, @queennymeria, @denerims, @girlbosselrond, @minaharkers, @gwynbleidd, @aelyosos, @calenhads, @telumendill, @shadowglens, @cptcassian, @corvosattano, @jackiesarch, @marivenah, @sstewyhosseini, @leviiackrman, @unholymilf, @florbelles, @shellibisshe, @loriane-elmuerto, and if you see this, YOU!!! no pressure ofc mwah mwah mwah

[amatres]

OCs as Siken Poems

rules: take this uquiz as your ocs would answer and post their results!

tagged by both @transprincecaspian and @demandthedoodles, thank you both for inflicting this on me! I highlighted lines I felt fit the ocs I used the most, so enjoy.

This time I won't tag anyone, but feel free to take this as a tag if you want to do this yourself!

Surana: I had a Dream About You

There’s nowhere to go, I thought. There’s nowhere to go. You were sitting in a bathtub at the hospital and you were crying. You said it hurt.

You said Will you love me even more when I'm dead? and I said No, and I threw the pills on the sand.

I went to the riverbed to wait for you to show up. You didn't show up. I kept waiting.

Gwynnever Calear: Straw House, Straw Dog

you wanted an adventure, so I said Have an adventure. The straw about to burn, the straw on fire. Here you are on the TV, saying Watch me, just watch me.

I don't really blame you for being dead but you can't have your sweater back.

You can sleep now, you said. You can sleep now. You said that. I had a dream where you said that. Thanks for saying that. You weren't supposed to.

Allyn Hawke- Boot Theory

because you thought it would follow, you thought there would be some logic, perhaps, something to pull it all together but here we are in the weeds again,

You go to work the next day pretending nothing happened. Your co-workers ask if everything’s okay and you tell them you’re just tired. And you’re trying to smile. And they’re trying to smile.

A man walks into a convenience store, still you, saying: I only wanted something simple, something generic...

Adelaide Oftedahl: Self Portrait against Red Wallpaper

Take it or leave it, and for the most part you take it. Not just the idea of it but the ramifications of it.

I clawed my way into the light but the light is just as scary. I'd rather quit. I'd rather be sad. It's too much work. Admirable? Not really. I hate my friends. And when I hate my friends I've failed myself, failed to share my compassion. I shine a light on them of my own making: septic, ugly, the wrong yellow. I mean, maybe it's better if my opponent wins.

[bubbles-026]

Men 🤝 women

[valentin10]

Adelaide 36ers vs. Illawarra Hawks - Game Highlights - Round 8, NBL25

[faejilly]

AO3

Oats, your choice of pairing <3

[flower prompts] Oats: the witching soul of music

For you, my darling, it is of course Adelaide Hawke and Sebastian Vael. (In this case, right after the end of Act III) You are a big part of why I finally managed to write again, so I hope this means even a fraction as much to you as it does to me 💜

She comes back to herself when she hears the singing.

The explosion had knocked something loose in her chest, her heart, her head; she'd felt the Chantry fall apart in her bones and she'd broken apart too. What followed after had been chaos, frenzied and desperate and bloody and aching and fatal.

Not literally, apparently, she realizes as she blinks, blinks, barely stopping herself from rubbing at the grit in her eyes and making it feel worse.

She remembers stones falling, magic flaring, demons, mages. Orsino.

Meredith.

Fatal was right. Too much of Kirkwall died today.

There's smoke in her throat, in the sky, smog so thick she can't even see the moons, much less the stars. But neither the Gallows nor High Town are doing more than smoldering, finally, so she sits on a chunk of rock and tries to remember who she is.

She fails.

She listens to the music instead.

It's not just one thing, no, not just one voice, not even just one song. Not even just one language, one people. There's common, mostly, but not entirely, too many consonants from one direction, too many vowels from another, too high or too low to fit together and yet they do, they do, whispers and melodies from all directions, splintering in the breeze until they're from everywhere and nowhere at once.

Lamentations from on high, dirges from below, a lullaby sneaking out from the shadows. The steady beat of a sea shanty spills out from the docks, keeping time as the sailors work, and there's even a drinking song from somewhere that's desperately failing at being light and charming and instead just reminds the listeners to swallow, refill, swallow again.

Her throat's dry as she swallows along with them, wherever they are.

Kirkwall lives.

There's a grunt, and warmth at her side. There's someone taller and broader than her, smelling like ash and exhaustion, dried blood and something else, something not what she expected, not what she wanted, something almost wrong...

Leather. Metal.

Warden.

Hawke closes her eyes and leans against Carver's arm; she's too short even sitting to hit his shoulder properly. Her eyes still hurt, gritty and burning and too dry despite being closed.

She squeezes them tight, releases.

Again.

She can sense a skirling dancing echo coming through the Veil itself, the demons and spirits gathering and celebrating and mourning and who knows what else, tasting the destruction here as it spills through to there.

She wonders if there's anyone else alive who can hear it the way she does, the Maker's Chant from Beyond, resonating through lyrium and magic and faith in a way she's never been able to explain to anyone.

She wonders if Vengeance is finally free, if he got to be Justice again, if he crossed beyond the Fade to somewhere else, if Anders—

If Sebastian was at the Chantry when it blew.

She gags, hopes the bile burning in her throat stays down, turns and pushes her forehead against the padded gambeson, hard, harder. Hard enough she can feel Carver shift just a little to brace himself against the pressure.

"Surprised you took off your pauldron before you joined me," she rasps out.

Carver scoffs. "Easier ways to give you a headache."

"You are uniquely skilled at that."

Carver leans away, far enough she almost falls over, a sharp jerk before she manages to right herself. She tries to glare up at him, but she can feel the dark circles under her eyes, can see the lines of fatigue across his forehead, tightening his temples.

"Thank you," she says instead.

"Ugh, sincerity." He drapes an arm over her shoulders, pulls her close into a hug even as he mock-complains. His voice cracks and they both pretend not to hear it. "Too tired, stop that."

She sighs in agreement, feels the tears finally start to well up in her eyes, half pain, half relief.

She must make some sound despite herself, because Carver's arm tightens, his voice low and steadier as he speaks again. "I'm sure he's fine. Too blasted optimistic—"

"To be blasted?" She manages when his voice cuts off as he hears what he accidentally said.

He grunts, apologetic and embarrassed and somehow still consoling despite it all.

She tries to smile, feels it wobble across her face and gives it up, but she squeezes him back.

Please, Andraste. Let him be right.

Carver starts humming, low and mostly on-key, slightly slower than usual but still recognizably Trials.

Her eyes overflow, warm and wet slowly trickling down her cheeks. That was the first Canticle I ever heard Sebastian sing...

Her shoulders slump, and she lets her mind go, stops herself from wondering how long it's been since the explosion, how long they were fighting, how much longer it might be until she knows.

Instead she just listens, feels the hum in Carver's chest move through him and into her, loses herself in the familiar rhythm.

She hums along, now and then, hears someone else sing a phrase or two as they pass by, or settle down to rest near them. She's not really listening anymore, feeling the thrum of Kirkwall around her, surviving despite everything, so she's not sure when it changes.

Not sure when there's a familiar voice underneath it all, warm and tired and right here.

She bolts upright, faster even than her eyes can open, and she's wrapped up in Sebastian's arms before she properly sees him. She coughs, sobs, chokes, makes herself breathe. She inhales the same ash and sweat and grief that everyone smells of, and one more thing, incense, faint and sweet and warm, and she's never going to move away, never, not if it risks losing that comfort for real, for ever.

She feels his lips press against the top of her head, huffs out something that's almost a laugh against his chest. There's no possible way her hair doesn't taste terrible.

"Buidheachas do Andraste," he murmurs, voice rough and damp, and she holds him tighter, still crying, unable to stop.

You're alive, you're alive, you're here, she thinks, over and over and over. Thank you, Andraste, thank you.

We're alive.

[wyvernscales]

I need to talk about Adelaide Hawke, but I dont know what to say about her yet. She’s not fully formed in my mind’s eye.

But that’s one of her primary qualities in the first place. Constantly becoming. She isn’t one thing. She is fun and rage and bar brawls and freedom and bleeding knuckles and magic. She doesn't get the chance to mourn her fading youth because she never stops going.

That’s why she needs an anchor that’s constantly in motion. Isabela refuses to stay still, and it's this quality that draws them both to each other.

Two ions in constant excite, refusing to let go of their energy.

[hannahwatcheshorror]

THE PURGE (2013)

This probably would have been best as a short film, I really don’t think the concept is strong enough for a feature length movie (let alone several) but maybe that is just me. Yet another film about crazy rich people (see READY OR NOT). An intense night of survival for all involved.

⭐⭐⭐

Our boy Ethan Hawke has a brand new family (because we all know how well he did with his family in SINISTER) and it features a modern mom, a techy boy, and a so-over-it teen girl. They are very rich and feel untouchable during the annual purge where all crime is legal for 12 hours (jeez). Locked in their home they don’t notice a man crying out for help, but their son does, and he invites the man inside, triggering a series of unfortunate events. Suddenly this strange man is loose in their enormous home and all these freaky people are outside asking for him back so they can end him (yikes).

The family has no choice but to look for the interloper and present him to the strangers because otherwise the freaks will bust into the home and kill everyone inside. There is a moment when the “Polite Leader” calls Ethan Hawke to the door for a meeting, it would have taken everything in me not to snark back that him calling me to the door was taking time away from me trying to find the guy they want I SWEAR him and his little SHIT EATING GRIN got on my nerves SO much. I think you were supposed to be afraid of him but really I just wanted to yank his ear and put him in timeout.

While the parents look for the interloper the son keeps trying to help him but this just gets his sister hurt badly. Both parents are willing to use torture tactics on the man before the wife sits back, reevaluates things, and realizes that maybe they are doing too much (you think?). At this point we can clearly see that the man has dog tags on so I would go out on a limb and say that maybe he is a Veteran which makes what they are doing even more cruel (like war crimes, ya know?). The parents agree not to turn him out to the freaks but they don’t un-tape him (wack!). 

Next Ethan Hawke goes on a killing, I mean, purging spree but it ends with him getting a belly full of knife (sad!). Also, suddenly a bunch of well dressed folks swoop in and start gunning down the freaks? Okay? Daddy Hawke passes away but not before he sees his daughter kill our “Polite Leader.” We also find out that the well dressed people are only there for the opportunity to murder the family (really? That is what is happening?). They try (to murder the family) but the Veteran comes out gun blazing and protects the family (what is left of it). Mama bear tells everyone no more killing and beats up a lady to prove her point. The purge is over. Ugh, I want to take another star off because in the end she just lets the Veteran walk away after all he did for them, after all they did to him, (he did throw their kid at a wall, but hey, end times) but I won’t. The film is fine.

[thedragonagelesbian]

Omg can I ask some of those OC relationship questions?? Maybe "For Good" for Adelaide and "Meet Strange" for Cyrus?? 👀🍿

oc asks: relationship edition

PLEASE DO oh thank you so much for asking about my disaster daughter......... she's become marginally less disastrous since the last arc of her campaign, which means i don't talk about her as often as i should sdfiopjadfsadf

For Good: Is there anyone in your OC's life who had an undeniable positive impact on who they are as a person? How did knowing this person improve your OC's life?

Natalie "Nat" Owens was the most positive presence in Adelaide's life growing up, as both her best friend and her unrealized crush. But they also didn't speak for most of the six years that Adelaide was stuck at home because (a) how tf do you begin to explain something like that and what if she didn't believe it and (b) what if Adelaide lost control of her magic like she lost control with Zak and hurt Nat in the process? The more the years the drag on, the more Adelaide is certain that her monstrosity is incompatible with Nat's goodness-- even as she continues to nurse some kind of fantasy deep deep down of Nat saving her and stealing her away.

Now that Nat is back in her life, and Adelaide can leave Harborview (but is also its divine prophet), things are. Weird. But like, mostly good weird. 'Adelaide is a disaster lesbian' kind of weird. She failed an investigate a mystery roll a couple of sessions ago and I narrated it as her being distracted by Nat's tits.

As a player, I hope Nat gets involved with the monster hunting eventually!! But Adelaide doesn't want to reveal that side of herself just yet.

Meet Strange: What's the most memorable way your OC has ever met a new person? Was it a good experience? Bad experience? Just plain weird? How's their relationship with that person now?

This is a fun one because 'meet strange' kind of describes... every circumstance for meeting companion characters in fantasy rpgs lololol, especially for BG3. The weirdest 'meet strange' of DA2 imo is Fenris' personal quest-- full honesty, I still do NOT understand 'Bait and Switch' at ALL and I've given up trying to get it. I'm just glad Fenris is here now.

Beyond in-game meetings... there's that time Cyrus committed naked and unapologetic political heresy in front of the entire Orelsian court at Halamshiral.

As for his relationship with Celene, it uh. It doesn't end well. He keeps Gwen from warning her about Florianne's assassination. In my head, the fight with Florianne happens in the ballroom rather than the garden for the Dramatics/Spectacle, and then Varric trips Gwen before she can land the killing blow on Florianne, allowing Cyrus to swoop in, finish her off, and position himself as Celene's avenger.

[fazcinatingblog]

ginni gandalf (left) with his rascal hobbits

[merrillshawke]

based on this poll by @star--nymph.

If Dragon Age: Dreadwolf takes place 8-10 years after Trespasser, would your Warden/Hawke/Inquisitor be a MILF/DILF/PILF?

I've got so many heroes of thedas that I just wanna make a post to answer that question for each of them. gonna put it under the cut so here we go.

Wardens

Belladonna Amell: Is both Aromantic and Asexual, and not interested in having kids. She'd be in her late 30's, and considers herself the hottest bitch in the room at all times, AILF (abomination i'd like to fuck)

Eden Amell: Is dead.

Tola Kader: Not interested in having kids, has warden shit to worry about. Would be in her mid 50's.

Oriel Mahariel: Had Kieran at 22 with Morrigan. Would be in his mid 40's, PILF.

Jelsi Brosca: Had Kieran with Morrigan when she was 25, but wasn't around to parent him. Would be in her late 40's. Technically a MILF but not in practice.

Adelaide Cousland: After she finds the cure for the blight, her and Alistair have 2 kids. Duncan Bryce Theirin, and 3 years later they have Eleanor Wynn Theirin. Would be in her early 40's, MILF.

Eloril Tabris: After finding a cure for the blight, retiring from the wardens, and marrying Leliana, they adopt an elven baby that they name Shartan. Eloril is fully focused on her role as Arl of Denerim, and Leliana is Divine, so he's one of the most protected babies in Thedas. Would be in her late 40's, MILF.

Champions

Easter Hawke: Her and Fenris have their 3 children by this point, none of them were planned. Their oldest is Bethany, and they have twins 4 years later, Malcolm and Maurevar. Would be in her mid 40's. MILF.

Fiona Hawke: Her and Anders don't have any children together. Would be in her mid 40's.

Holly: Her and Merril adopt a pair of elven twins, orphaned by the mage-templar conflict; Nesrin and Cessida Sabrae-Hawke, a boy and a girl. Would be in her mid 40's, MILF.

Malcolm Hawke JR: Him and Fenris have no children. Would be in his mid 40's.

Jeannie Hawke: Her and Isabela have no children together. Would be in her mid 40's.

Theodore: Him and Anders end up taking in a young vashoth boy named Amaar Hawke. Would be in his mid 40's, DILF.

Inquisitors

Niara Lavellan: Has no children, would be in her mid 40's.

Fane Lavellan: Her and Sera have 1 child, a boy named Llorin. Would be in her mid 30's, MILF.

Ezra Trevelyan: He and Dorian have no kids. Would be in his Early 40's.

Sumeyye Adaar: Her and Thom have no kids. Would be in her mid 50's.

Celene Trevelyan: Her and Josephine have no kids. Would be in her late 40's.

Von Cadash: Him and Bull have no kids, and have no desire to have kids. Would be in his late 40's.

Minerva Morgan: Her and Krem have 1 kid, a girl named Lucidia. Would be in her late 30's, MILF.