#introvertedfangrl

[dellamortethelesser]

Fav dragon age rarepair and why?

oghren/solas mostly bc of that one comic but also bc i think transitioning could save them both #feminism

[jb-nonsense]

From the 50 questions for Rook: 15, 22, and 27 for Ogden? I’m invested in this man now 👀

fifty questions for rook

15. What’s the first thing people notice when Rook enters a room?

The man's been part of a secretive military group for seventeen years. He has a presence about him, a way he holds himself, a way he looks around a room when he enters, which screams of commanding. Paired with his taller than average height, he definitely gets noticed when he enters a room and perhaps can seem a bit intimidating to people who don't know him. This, though, sometimes causes him to stand out and he's not good at being inconspicuous because he just...Exudes an aura of command and a bit of danger when he's in a mood.

22. Most embarrassing memory as a teenager:

Ogden views a lot of his younger years as some form of depressed torture, not going to lie. So this isn't really a 'haha' embarrassing moment. But one day, while in the Circle when he was 13, he snapped back at the Knight-Commander when he was verbally abusing another mage. This annoyed the Commander, that a young mage would dare do something, and so he partially stripped him and publicly beat Ogden in front of the other acolytes, telling him he'd stop when he shed a tear. He refused and the only reason the knight-commander stopped was when the First Enchanter got involved. Ogden refused to let that break him, though, but it definitely is something that still gives him discomfort when he thinks about it and how the Knight-Commander aimed to humiliate a boy.

27. When was the last time they cried?

Ogden doesn't allow him much time to mourn. While he does great talking to others about letting out their feelings and accepting them, he's got a habit of bottling them up. It's not his fault; his family was ambitious gentry who severely emotionally neglected him, then he was a mage in the Ansburg Circle and the favorite beating bag for the Knight-Commander, and then he was a Warden. So he has a natural reaction to get angry before he gets sad. He'll shout, he'll curse, he'll hit something (training dummy or pillow or something where he won't hurt someone), he'll try to get it out that way. And when that doesn't work? Then he'll cry. As for the last time he cried, prior to the game, it would've been when he found Adhlea. Who I have mentioned in both fic and previous headcanon posts (x, x). Yes, the Wardens were meant to be neutral during the mage-templar war, but he did eventually go to find her encampment after he heard of a planned ambush. But due to debating on whether or not he should get involved, he was too late. He held her body and cried, then gave her a traditional Dalish burial he knew she would have wanted. This event is why he became a 'loose-cannon' and 'reckless.' Because delayed caused him to lose someone dear to him.

Note: I am glad you are invested in my boy!! I originally made him as a joke for the staple sad blond human guy which constantly shows up in dragon age, but then I developed him and got invested.

[drowsybowser]

Get to Know You Better Challenge

First of all, I’d like to thank @introvertedfangrl for tagging me and taking my tag challenge virginity 😂🖤 this post shall be dedicated to you!

Last song: Moonlight / Kali Uchis (luv her sm)

Favorite color: black and purple

Last book: can I say something embarrassing? I haven’t read an actual novel since I graduated. Oops. But I would eventually like to buy and read some horror novels!

Last movie: Piece by Piece, the Pharrell Williams Lego movie at the theater (bf’s choice, but I still enjoyed it! lol)

Last tv show: I recently finished Bridgerton and have been watching Great British Bake-off since then. I don’t really watch a lot of tv shows honestly, I will more often end up on youtube watching playthroughs, cooking videos, and other random stuff

Sweet/savory/spicy: my sweet tooth is out of control honestly. I have something sweet like every day. And sweet/savory is often my favorite combination. I have like zero tolerance for spicy 😭

Relationship status: happily dating my best friend for 6 years, known each other 10 years now. we’re basically high school sweethearts except that we met through an online game and never dated long distance.

Last video game played: Veilguard, of course. I’ve started my second playthrough and I am severely in love my second Rook. btw @introvertedfangrl his name is actually Kalais I misspelled it when you asked me before 😭

Last thing I googled: literally “why is flanking in Veilguard so hard” LMAO and my explanation for that is: my second rook is a rogue, and while it’s not that different from the dagger/orb mage combo, I’m just generally struggling with it more. The rogue’s ���mana” is stacked from successfully attacking without taking damage, but if you take damage, it depletes some of the charge you just built up. What makes this more annoying, for me personally, is I suck at blocking. Dodging is fine, but sometimes I end up out of range to attack. It’s also really annoying that enemies will aggro on Rook much more often than they will aggro on a companion. I’m consistently ending up with 2 or 3 enemies aggro’d on me and I’m trying so hard to dodge and get in a single attack and will go almost whole fights with only getting one ability off. I spent half of a fight just trying to get behind an enemy, for flanking, but it feels impossible lol. They’re spinning just as fast me!! okay rant over lol

Current obsession: dragon age in general, but paying special attention to Cullen and Dorian bc they’re my comfort ship

Looking forward to: I have plans for getting my car fully paid off so my bf and I can get our own place again. just trying to manifest a happy and peaceful future for us haha

I challenge @reiconcorpse @cullenssweatyballsakk and @littleraeofsunshineda and anyone else who might see this and have fun 😇

[hyperions-light]

Hello, beloveds! It’s Friday, again!!!

Hope you had a Merry Christmas, Good Yule, Happy Saturnalia or are currently having a Happy Hanukkah or Kwanzaa, and a great New Year! (Or a fantastic whatever else you want to celebrate!)

Let’s talk about Rooks!

Inspired by @introvertedfangrl ‘s current WIP (I hope you don’t mind!): If your Rook had a companion quest/series of companion quests, what would they be about?

(I will be out this morning/early afternoon so it might take me a while to respond! I appreciate your patience!)

[basedonconjecture]

WIP Wednesday (on Tuesday)

Thank you for the tag @thedissonantverses ! (I'm gonna tag @ofcrowsanddragons, @introvertedfangrl, @pavus no pressure ofc if you don't want to share!! feel free to ignore!!) This is part of one of the first scenes I wrote for Find You and, as a result, is rough (and also unlikely to look at all the same by the time it actually happens in the fic because it's still quite a bit off) but:

Lucanis was just brewing a fresh pot of coffee when the door to the dining hall banged open. Turning, he felt a flash of annoyance first to see Davrin’s silhouette darkening the threshold before it immediately gave way to concern as he realized the Grey Warden wasn’t alone. Rook was leaning heavily on his arm, seemingly unable to keep her legs under her as Davrin led her inside. Assan squawked loudly from just outside, the griffon pacing worriedly behind them.  “Mierda,” Lucanis swore, moving around the table to assist, his attention focused on Rook’s flushed face. Together, they moved her to the couch next to the door. She sat heavily, doubling over as she placed her head between her knees with a groan. Lucanis kept his hand on her back, lest she topple to the floor. Expression hardening, his teeth clenched as he demanded, “What happened?” “Gingerwort tea,” Davrin answered wryly. The man shook his head, propping a fist on his hip as he looked down at Rook’s bent head. “Rook’s apparently sensitive to its magical properties. Of course, we didn’t figure that out until she’d already had an entire cup.” Rook mumbled something unintelligible and Davrin winced. “I swear she was fine when we left Arlathan but, as soon as we crossed into the Fade, it was like the affects hit her a hundred fold.” “Are you saying she’s…drunk?” Lucanis’ brow arched. “I think the effects of the truffles would better be described as hallucinogenic," the Warden corrected, answering Lucanis’ expression with a similar one. “She thought she could understand Assan. When we got to the Crossroads, she started babbling about colors but by the time we got to the Lighthouse she couldn’t walk more than a couple steps without needing to sit down.” Worry infiltrated Davrin’s usual confident demeanor, his brows pulling together in a furrow. “Probably just needs some water and to sleep it off but I didn’t want to leave her alone while like this.” Lucanis knew his anger toward the Warden was unwarranted. He didn’t know whose idea the tea was but he was rational enough to recognize no one was at fault for Rook’s current state than Rook alone. Still, his irritation was evident as he refused to acknowledge the wisdom in Davrin’s actions, ignoring the man as he seated himself on the edge of the coffee table to coax her into sitting up. She did so only with his support, his hands cupping her elbows as she swayed, curls mussed.  “Rook,” he called her name, trying to get her attention. For a moment, he thought she was coming down from the effects of the tea, but then she smiled. Not the crooked tilt of lips he was used to seeing but a soft, tremulous curve as she looked at him with eyes too bright and unfocused as she looked at him. He could only blink when she raised her hands to sandwich his face between them.  “You’re glowing,” she told him, tone serious. “Like the moon.” He choked back a strangled laugh, pressing his lips together as her voice dropped to a whisper. “It doesn’t hurt to look at you. Sometimes it does, you know.” He drew in a breath, glancing sharply at Davrin. “Perhaps you should--” “I think I’m gonna go get--” “Emmrich.” “Yeah.”

[covertleathers]

Seven Deadly Sins

Ziya Ingellvar

Thank you @introvertedfangrl! Finally able to get around to this!

Tagging folks, no pressure to participate but would love to see more Rooks in this!

@hyperions-light @thedissonantverses @mageofquandrix

@ofcrowsanddragons @just-a-deriva

LUST. desire for connection. pursuit of pleasure. emotional intelligence. obsessive. lovesick. one-night stands. seductive encounter. flirtatious conversation.erotic party. seductive attire. revealing clothing. passionate gaze.provocative makeup. sensual expressions. suggestive gestures. flirtatious smiles.lingerie. love letters. perfumes. provocative behaviour. love poems. erotic art.

GLUTTONY. indulgence in experiences. savouring moments. hospitality. generosity. hedonism. culinary expertise. wine-tasting. excessive snacking. overloaded plates. excessive portions. bloated stomachs. messy eating. greasy fingers. full tables. indulgent spreads. overflowing cups. satisfied expressions. wine bottles. just can't get enough. fast food wrappers.

ENVY. motivation. competitive spirit.strategic planning. observational skills. bitter rivalry. contest. envious gossip. resentment-filled argument. social media jealousy. furrowed brows. clenched jaws. side-eye looks. pursed lips. tense posture. whispering behind backs. crossed arms. gossip magazines. keeping up with the joneses. the grass is always greener. feeling inadequate.

GREED. resourcefulness. entrepreneurial spirit. negotiation. materialistic. aggressive investment. lavish spending spree. resource-hoarding. get-rich-quick schemes. auction-bidding war. property acquisition. piles of money. overflowing wallets. luxury items. locked safes. penny-pinching. rare collectibles. selfishness. unwillingness to share.

SLOTH. calmness. stress management.nonchalance. relaxation techniques. lethargic. apathetic. inactive. lazy weekend. binge-watching marathon. neglected chores. skipped workout. long nap. lounging on the couch. missed deadlines. unkempt appearance. messy hair.pajamas. blankets. slippers. procrastination station. self-care routines.

PRIDE. confidence. self-assurance. self-respect. dignity. public speaking. self-promotion. arrogant. conceited. egotistical. self-important. vain. boastful speech. puffed chest. raised chin. smug smiles. spotlight. tooting your own horn. showing off. refusing to admit mistakes. feeling entitled. personal branding. leadership development.

WRATH. assertiveness. decisiveness. strength. intensity. boundary setting. courage. indignant. heated arguments. road rage incident. physical altercation. angry outburst. clenched fists. glaring eyes. tense muscles. raised voices. reddened faces. aggressive gestures. stormy demeanour. intense frowns. destructive actions. broken objects. punching bag. out for blood. fists. simmering anger.

[operative-arrow]

WIP Wednesday (On Tuesday)

Thanks for the tag @introvertedfangrl

I'm just going to say I tag anyone who wants to do it!

This comes from a bit of @muqington's and my 2 Rooks au where both Nico and Radas are recruited by Varric pre-game. The aftermath of the City Choice, wherein Radas (who had the dagger this time) went to Minrathous, while Nico did his best to help his home.

You can read a little more here~

Radas follows Nico across the roof and places a palm against his back. He knows it's unlikely he could feel the warmth through all the layers of clothing and armor, but maybe the pressure would offer some level of comfort.  

“Nico… I’m sorry.” Looking around Nico at the tendrils rising from the canals, Radas isn’t entirely sure what all he was apologizing for, though the guilt of their situation weighs heavy on him. He thinks to himself; I did this.

Fingers curl into the Crow’s cape as he works up the courage to ask the question on his mind. Nico, in response, lowers his head, closing his eyes and drowning out the blight for maybe the first real moment since he’d returned to the casino.

“Are you staying…?” The weight of the day and its regrets add a weariness to Radas’ voice. He takes his own eyes off the blight and stares at Nico’s caped back. “Like Lucanis, I mean, until things are more stable.”

Another choked up laugh escapes from Nico as he shakes his head. There’s a lot for him to process. Lucanis staying behind to help the city he couldn’t protect, Viago livid that he didn’t try, and Teia, doing her best to focus on the here and now. Nico threads his fingers in with each other, ever so slowly working his thumbs across the joints. Idle hands can always be grounds for his exercises. And with the way he’s aching now, it’s as good a time as any.

“You don’t really think I have a choice in that, do you?” Nico turns his head just enough to give Radas a side eye through one cracked eyelid. He’s just as hoarse now as he was before, but his anger has at least begun to subside.

“I mean it's your home… I would definitely understand if you wanted to. Why wouldn't they give you that choice?” Radas studies his friend with a concerned eye, running through a mental list. Elfroot powder for abrasions and small cuts, fire salve for his hands, bandages…

“I have a contract to finish. One that’s been delayed again.” Nico’s last word sounds forced, all his previous malice poured into it. “I fucking had her, Radas. She was right in front of me and she turned into a cloud of fucking smoke.” He unweaves his hands as if ready to grab something. When all he can grip onto is air, he makes a frustrated grunt and reaches to scratch below his ear. 

“She's a God, Nico.” Radas starts.

But Nico interrupts with a scoff, “She’s not a God.”

“Well, whatever else that does or doesn't mean, she's powerful in ways we don't understand yet.” Radas moves his hand from Nico’s back to the top of a shoulder, smoothing a few out of place feathers. His friend always liked his plumage to look its best. “You'll get her next time. We'll all be there too.” His hand rests on the collar of his armor, just shy of his neck. “I’ll be there.”

“The next time I see my chance, I’m taking it. With or without you.” There’s a drop in Nico’s voice. He doesn’t want to go at any of this alone. Having Radas there to make decisions, to be that beacon of trust. Or Lucanis, a double tap measure; There will be a crow to fall onto should Nico be unable to finish his contract. There’s no way he can do this alone, and there’s an inkling of dawning on him that he may not even be able to do this with help. He ever so slightly leans his cheek against Radas’ hand and lets out an exhausted sigh. “You know that, right?”

Radas offers a worn out smile and carefully sits down on the roof behind Nico. “I know. I wouldn't expect you not to.”

[the4rcanist]

WIP Folder Game

RULES: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous and tag as many people as you have WIPs. People send an ask with the title that most intrigues them, then you post a snippet or tell them something about it!

Thank you for the tag @introvertedfangrl :DDD ! These are all my current Dragon Age WIPS I have atm, from art to fanfic and other stuff

Disruption and Rage

Visual analysis of each faction and nation.

First Contract

Interactive map of Thedas

Views of Arlathan

Eagle-singer

The Witch of Treviso

The Eluvian Network

The Song of the Fade

The Way to Freedom

A Report on the Fledgeling by House Valisti

Bloodbath

Ballroom outfits

Asleep

Lighthouse dinner

Crows in pots

Necromancer

De Riva Estate

The God Killer

The Seventh and the Fifth

Assan Snuggles

Since I think I'm a bit late, a lot of people I'll tag probably already did it, so if you did and I haven't saw it, feel free to ignore (if you don't wanna do it/ isn't interested too). So, gently tagging:

@anabsurdistcryptid

@ofstxrlights

@blackmosscupcakes

@catyo90

@mar42

@gxldencity

@ha-dran-iel

@im-on-fire-today

@marie-wisp-of-curiosity

@bromeoblue

@theatrevelyan

@idleindy

@elu-is-reading

@mothimistic

@theblaseharbinger

@stilleobjection

@devils-little-mouse

@surreallyy

@vivispec

@woundedsoul12

@bucketsofmonsters

also anyone else who sees this too!

[covertleathers]

Get to know you better challenge:

@thedissonantverses Thank you for tagging me, I'm really enjoying getting to know all you folks in this little niche-in-a-niche fandom.

Last Song: Tomorrow is Gone by Jode

Favorite Color: Green, specifically grayish sage green

Last Book: The Stone Sky by NK Jemison (this was the last one I finished. Currently working on Mirrored Heavens by Rebecca Roanhorse.

Last Movie: Wicked! Controversial, maybe, but it was just ok.

Last TV Show: Arcane, season 2. I just started it though, i'm still on episode 1.

Sweet/Savory/Spicy: Sweet & Savory

Relationship Status: In a long term relationship with my boyfriend (who has heard A LOT about dragon age over these past few weeks)

Last video game played : Of course it's going to be Veilguard.

Last Thing I Googled: "Vestiment" to make sure I was using it correctly (I was, whew)

Current Obsession: Lucanis Dellamorte. All my IRL friends know that I'm unfortunately entirely fixated on him in this game. I love Rook's shy wet-cat-bird-boyfriend.

Looking Forward To: Christmas break, getting away from it all!

Tagging anyone would like to play! I'm tagging you because you seem cool, but no pressure to participate if you don't want to!

@introvertedfangrl, @strange-and-unappealing, @wintermoons, @himluv, @pavuslavellan, @himbopunk

Get to know you better challenge:

@fanfoolishness Thanks for the tag!

Last Song: The Horror and the Wild by The Amazing Devil good writing band.

Favorite Color: Blue da be dee da be die.

Last Book: Somewhere beyond the Sea by TJ Klune haven't finished it yet though cause Dragon Age happened.

Last Movie:

Last TV Show: Bojack Horseman. It's one of my comfort shows...do with that what you will.

Sweet/Savory/Spicy: Yes. Preferably at once.

Relationship Status: Super happily with my partner of almost 3 years he's the shit.

Last video game played : Veilguard! Bahaha

Last Thing I Googled: I think video looking for a Grey Warden meeting Antoine and Evka.

Current Obsession: *cough*

Looking Forward To: Going on a road trip after Christmas!! Gonna go get lost in the woods for a week woo.

Tagging anyone would like to play! No-pressure tags for @racoonmaster88 @taashyvashedan @covertleathers and @i-had-bucky @hyperions-light but seriously whoever wants to do it I'm just bad at recall hahaha

[jb-nonsense]

SEVEN DEADLY SINS

tagged by @commander-krios

Tagging @duelbraids, @rubensmuse, @tiredassmage, @agentwashingcat, @introvertedfangrl

We're doing Ogden since I'm stuck in sad blond human dragon age guy hell right now

LUST. desire for connection. pursuit of pleasure. emotional intelligence. obsessive. lovesick. one-night stands. seductive encounter. flirtatious conversation. erotic party. seductive attire. revealing clothing. passionate gaze. provocative makeup. sensual expressions. suggestive gestures. flirtatious smiles. lingerie. love letters. perfumes. provocative behaviour. love poems. erotic art.

GLUTTONY. indulgence in experiences. savouring moments. hospitality. generosity. hedonism. culinary expertise. wine-tasting. excessive snacking. overloaded plates. excessive portions. bloated stomachs. messy eating. greasy fingers. full tables. indulgent spreads. overflowing cups. satisfied expressions. wine bottles. just can't get enough. fast food wrappers.

ENVY. motivation. competitive spirit. strategic planning. observational skills. bitter rivalry. contest. envious gossip. resentment-filled argument. social media jealousy. furrowed brows. clenched jaws. side-eye looks. pursed lips. tense posture. whispering behind backs. crossed arms. gossip magazines. keeping up with the joneses. the grass is always greener. feeling inadequate.

GREED. resourcefulness. entrepreneurial spirit. negotiation. materialistic. aggressive investment. lavish spending spree. resource-hoarding. get-rich-quick schemes. auction-bidding war. property acquisition. piles of money. overflowing wallets. luxury items. locked safes. penny-pinching. rare collectibles. selfishness. unwillingness to share.

SLOTH. calmness. stress management. nonchalance. relaxation techniques. lethargic. apathetic. inactive. lazy weekend. binge-watching marathon. neglected chores. skipped workout. long nap. lounging on the couch. missed deadlines. unkempt appearance. messy hair. pajamas. blankets. slippers. procrastination station. self-care routines.

PRIDE. confidence. self-assurance. self-respect. dignity. public speaking. self-promotion. arrogant. conceited. egotistical. self-important. vain. boastful speech. puffed chest. raised chin. smug smiles. spotlight. tooting your own horn. showing off. refusing to admit mistakes. feeling entitled. personal branding. leadership development.

WRATH. assertiveness. decisiveness. strength. intensity. boundary setting. courage. indignant. heated arguments. road rage incident. physical altercation. angry outburst. clenched fists. glaring eyes. tense muscles. raised voices. reddened faces. aggressive gestures. stormy demeanour. intense frowns. destructive actions. broken objects. punching bag. out for blood. fists. simmering anger.

[drowsybowser]

On Repeat Playlist Game

Go to your ‘On repeat’ playlist on Spotify (or a playlist you listen to frequently) and press “shuffle” 10 times— list the songs you get!

Thanks to my bestie @introvertedfangrl for the tag, she only knows that I like 100gecs and bimbocore atm lol!

Tagging @reiconcorpse @pumpkinmetaphor / @jakeenglishapologist and @cullenssweatyballsakk ! :))

(spotify pls don’t expose me….)

((YEESSSSSS SPECIAL!!!! IF ANY OF YOU LISTEN TO ANY OF THESE PICK THIS ONE!!!!!))

(BANGER!!!! I love food house sm okay)

(love these little freaks)

(see i told u… lmao)

((AAAHHHHHHAHAHAHA I JINXED MYSELF I literally just added this to my playlist a couple days ago because I was obsesseddddd with this song years ago lmao))

anyway i will be accepting zero criticism on my music taste, y’all just have to accept that I’m a little freak

[operative-arrow]

Hmm a fun idea, too bad when I'm actually asked about something I lose all knowledge about it. Let's see what movies I can remember even existing lmao

Thanks for the tag @beardedladyqueen

I'm not going to tag 10 people lmao but maybe @muqington @introvertedfangrl @bigmountainlittleme

lmao could not think of more than a few serious movies at all. These ones are good though.

Tagged by @solasisms

Rules: Without naming them, post a gif from ten of your favourite films, then tag ten people to do the same!

And I'm tagging but in no way requiring: @hawkeshep @shslivalice @darethshirl @beardedladyqueen @werm-whole-skwerm @lotus-ignis @inquisitioneffect @max--phillips @halamshirals @lockescoles

[basedonconjecture]

WIP Wednesday

I was tagged by @thedissonantverses! And I’m hot potato-ing it onto @mythals-whore, @ofcrowsanddragons, @introvertedfangrl, @dymme & anyone else who wants to!!

I did already share seven of these sentences a few days ago so might as well give the context for them. They were so close to getting out that Crow funeral without incident but of course Spite couldn’t let that happen 😔

His back was to her and it didn’t take any expert observational skills to note the tense set of his shoulders.

“Lucanis…?” She called from her position on the landing. He didn’t respond but the muttering stopped as he turned his head sharply. The lighting of the stairwell cast his profile in sharp relief, obscuring his expression in the mix of shadows and lantern light. He went still as a statue, his demeanor unnerving. She wasn’t even sure he was breathing properly as she forced herself to go up the stairs to meet him, her approach slow. Careful. “Are you…alright?” She asked as she neared, stopping on the step just below him. “If you’re ready to leave—“

“LIAR,” he hissed in a voice not his own. The harsh nasal quality of it was nothing like what she was used to hearing. For a second, her thoughts scattered in a thousand directions, taken aback—both by the strange voice and the accusation. “Want. To leave.”

All at once, all of her thoughts distilled down to one realization: Spite.

As a child, stories of monsters—of werewolves and wraiths, of ogres and demons—had largely failed to frighten her. There were far more real and present dangers for a small Elven child alone in the world, figures more corporeal than Andraste or the Maker or the gods of a people she’d been cut off from. Her faith rested in hard steel and poison, in the turn of her lock picks, in the weight of a sovereign and the ink on a contract. She clung to her belief in the tangible, the provable, by tooth and nail — especially with things as they were now, with the Veil unstable, and living in the Fade. Perhaps that was why, with very little evidence to prove it a danger nearly as great as she’d already faced, she approached Lucanis’ demon with such equanimity. Or perhaps she was being foolish purely because she liked him and possessed a sort of (strictly professional) curiosity about the man behind the Demon of Vyrantium that outweighed reasonable caution. Who was to say, really? It wasn’t as if coming face-to-face with the Dread Wolf had kept her from holding back with Solas, either.

Maybe she really was given to idiot tendencies.

Rook raised her hands, palms facing out, as if that would be enough to ward off any sudden movements. Lucanis—Spite—tracked her as she lifted herself on the final step of the staircase, meeting him at his level. Seeing him like this wasn’t quite the same as when the wings manifested during a fight. Rather, it wasn’t as immediately obvious there was another…well, presence, she supposed. An aura of something other that wasn’t quite visible save for a violet cast layered over his person. His head cocked, first in one direction, then another, like he was…listening? Her brows drew together but she wasn’t given time to logic that thought out as his head whipped to one side. A heart beat later she heard it, too.

Someone was coming.

Two someones, by the sound of it.

[covertleathers]

On Repeat playlist game!

Go to your ‘On repeat’ playlist on Spotify (or a playlist you listen to frequently) and press “shuffle” 10 times— list the songs you get!

Thank you so much @hyperions-light for tagging me! I love stuff like this. Those folks I tag, no pressure to participate!

Tagging @thedissonantverses @ofcrowsanddragons @taashyvashedan @virusq @introvertedfangrl @corvus-frugilegus

[operative-arrow]

WIP Friday!

Thank you for the tag @introvertedfangrl! Her post is right here

No pressure tag forrrrr (assuming you haven't already done one I just haven't seen yet) @taashyvashedan? Or anyone else who wants.

Without further ado, another bit of @muqington and my Two Rooks au! It's Weisshaupt time, and Nico, Radas, and the crew have arrived at the time to face the Archdemon!

Their part picks up right where this one ends and is right here~

“And now, I die…”

Radas' heart races in his chest, threatening to split him open as surely as any archdemon’s claws. Clutching the ritual dagger, he closes his eyes for just a moment as words from his Dalish life float to the surface.

Falon’Din,

Lethanavir– Friend of the Dead-

No. 

His brow furrows, sending a bead of sweat tumbling to the ground that Radas swears is just as loud as the battle beneath them. Falon’Din was one of them. If he was alive… he'd be facing them now, too. Not standing with him. There would be no comfort found in the gods. Who, then? 

Radas' eyes open, refusing to look at the intimidating visage of Ghilan’nain in the sky beyond. He takes in the Wardens, his friends. Harding. Neve. Bellara. Taash. Emmerich. Lucanis. Davrin.

The answer had come to his heart before his mind finished asking the question. He just had to catch up. Looking down at the dagger in his hands, with his pulse hammering in his ears, he lets out a short exhale that isn't quite a chuckle, and smiles wryly to himself. Radas looks up from the dagger and meets Nico's eyes. His gaze is sheepish, ashamed of the fear he felt. But Nico’s gaze is hard, his nose wrinkled in concentration from the fight they’ve been in.

“Nico, will you come with me?” Radas asks.

“Always.” Nico replies, stepping up with purpose, despite how out of breath he feels. He reaches for the dagger, but hesitates with his hand on the grip, “Let me-” His words choke up, and Nico gives Radas a silent plea.

He wasn’t going to miss a second chance. Not this time. Radas searches Nico’s face, less for the meaning behind his unspoken question, and more to take him in one more time. They didn’t have much time, and it could go wrong easily.

He turns their hands over, leaving the dagger resting in Nico’s. But his hand remains for a moment before letting Nico’s close around the hilt. For a moment, Nico thinks he’s won, but when Radas’ hand presses over top his own, their eyes meet again. Radas was still scared, but there was a resolve behind it.

“Together. I said I would be there next time.”

[drowsybowser]

my submission for wip Thursday this week is some shameless rarepair smut ft. Tarquin/Makal Damas and you can all thank @introvertedfangrl for putting that worm in my brain. (warning for a/b/o if that’s not your thing)

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