#sky-fire-forever

[shouldaspunastory]

for @sky-fire-forever and @dadrunkwriting

Anders x Fenris (SFW, Sick fic, pre-relationship) 376 words

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“Mage, I swear to the Maker, if you say 'I’m fine' one more time, I’m sewing your mouth shut like the Qunari do to their mages,” Fenris growls, scowling at Anders. "You might be a decent healer, but you are the worst patient," the elf mutters shaking his head as he rummages about the bottles and potions on Ander's desk. "Why Hawke ever thought it was a good idea to send me down to play nurse with you, I will never know."

"You don't have to stay," Anders points out from where he lies on a nearby cot at the back of the clinic, wrapped in a number of blankets, biting back a smart remark about the idea of him playing nurse that Fenris almost certainly won't appreciate.

Fenris spins around on his heel, an unimpressed brow disappearing into his snow-white hair. "If you're telling me that you wouldn't immediately light that damned lantern outside the moment I left, I don't believe you." Anders frowns. The elf isn't wrong, but he's loath to tell him so. "Yes, I thought as much," Fenris says smugly, turning back to his inventory of the plants and potions Anders has that may be of benefit.

"You know, you're no good to anyone if you don't take care of yourself," Fenris points out softly, a little gentler than his earlier words now he doesn't have to make any eye contact. Anders briefly considers protesting before his exhaustion gets the better of him, and his eyes reluctantly slide closed. This illness that has been ravaging Darktown certainly means business. "Rest," Anders hears the elf order through a fevered haze. "You're no fun to argue with like this."

The first thing Anders is aware of the following morning is that while his fever appears to have broken sometime in the night, his entire body aches. The second thing he is aware of is that Fenris', when he wakes, will undoubtably ache more. The elf is slumped in a chair pulled up beside the healer's bed, his sword carefully balanced against the nearby table, ready at a moment's notice. His hand, Anders notices with a slight blush of surprise as he finally shakes off the last his sleepiness, is gently holding one of his.

[penumbrabot]

I love that Mick calls his wife "buddy". Good for them

MICK: Well, it’s definitely a compliment, Jay, it’s definitely kinda nice to hear.

JUNO: Thanks, Mick.

SOUND: THEY KISS.

[controversial-blorbo-bracket]

I'm still so upset that I didn't submit just... So Many Dragon Age characters. I submitted Anders, but not the really controversial ones. Cullen. Solas. Sera. Isabela. Carver. Flemeth. What was I THINKING

I think solas is in there once we get to the S’s with 1 submission? (Don’t quote me on that). I don’t remember seeing any of the other names though sorry :(

But don’t worry, if a media got too many one submission characters they would’ve been cut anyways, so you didn’t fail your blorbos they were simply not strong enough to survive

[leopardsealz]

some WOF OCs that ive finally made designs for

[eorzeas-okayest-smn]

garuda, lady of the vortex !

[impbites]

an attack for @ecuwe of their character, clione! ☕

i hope she finds who she's looking for...

[teathattast]

tell me that this beat will last forever

tell me that tonight we'll spend together

tell me that the stars will shine forever

we're dancing all night long

[spncrscasey]

https://www.tumblr.com/roberttchase/743842539023515648

MY FAV DUO OF PARAMEDICS!!!!! them and shay/gabby will always have my heart <33

[atombonniebaby]

A little idea sprung to mind and I wrote a one shot!

Hope you enjoy (maybe you'll read this and you've heard this classic story us Scots like to spin 😅)

Also features a Mac headcanon and an original fallout themed pun for our boy to claim!

Content warning: Some mature themes and humour, so if your no over 18... Bolt 😘

(p.s I like this screenshot, so I recycled it 🤟)

A Scotsman never tells...

 "Like a Mole Rat, the size of a cat?" MacCready repeats with a frown, waving his hand through the smoky air. 

The Boss' hands dance around, telling his story in a way only he can, and damn it, if his eyes don't sparkle in the dim light of the Third Rail's VIP room, and MacCready reminded himself he oughtta never play cards with the man.

Mac slowly chuckles, boots up on the coffee table, cigarette smoldering between his fingers. "I call brahmincrap," he argues, furrowing his brows. "I mean, I've seen some wacko creatures in the Wastes, but no way in heck there are creatures out there that could have lasted this long with such sparse action in the sheets—I mean, if it weren't for Duncan, the MacCready line would be headin' for extinction—one chance a year?” he scoffs. "No way a species would survive with those odds!”

Nate just chuckles, sipping his Scotch. "Well, those wee buggers have the bonus eh decent dental, son," he smirks with a wink. "Soon as they find their darlin', they're set for life."

That stings a bit. "Watch it, old man, keep yappin', and you'll be feasting on Blamco and beans for the rest of your days—"

The bastard raises his hands defensively, smirking. "Alright, alright. Simmer doon—just dinny forget to snag yersel' a toothbrush next we're in Diamond City— or else it'll be you choking doon canned goods."

"Goddamn it, I brush my teeth! Twice a day!" he bristles, tongue proddin' the crevices in his mouth. "Ain't my fault some teeth never bothered to show."

Nate's eyes soften. "Aye?"

"Had Rickets as a kid...one of the perks of living in a cave, I s'pose," he shrugs. "Lucy managed to work out a treatment for the 'Littles,' by then, the damage had been done." He sighed, fingers picking at the frayed armrest. "I mean, I do alright now—cold weather can be tricky, old injuries hurt like heck, and I always gotta work hard to keep my knees from knocking," MacCready tried a laugh. "I'm mostly pissed because Lucy always reckoned I should've been taller."

"Ach, just makes it easier for ye tae hide in tight spaces, lad."

His lips were curling before he could even get the words out. "Dunno about that, boss. You of all people should know the difference a few inches can make."

Nate scoffs, doing his best to look offended, but there's almost a hint of pride in those eyes before he's shaking his head. "Damn—Rickets, Mac? No wonder you tire out quick, lad...Ye're needin' to cook more, eat some red meat, get some dairy in ye...and lose the hat and layers when ye can, get some sun on your skin...You'll be at more risk of it coming back."

He can't help but laugh. "What, so if I start chowing down on Brahmin and Radstag and soak up the rays, I'll morph into some tall, dark, handsome stranger?"

Nate grins, swirling his Scotch, "Take it easy, it's not a magic potion, Rob—actually, Haggis might be great for your diet," he chimes, changing the subject, like he always does when they get off track. 

"Haggis? What the heck are you on about now?" Mac chuckles, ashing his cigarette. 

The animated Scott explains further. The Haggis—or 'Haggi,' plural—those critters he'd been yammering about—have longer legs on one side of their 'dumpy' bodies—means they can only scoot around the hills in one direction. It’s a one-shot deal: find a mate or wait another year for some action. 

"Sounds like a crock of—" 

"Hold on," he interrupts, a smile on his lips. "In Scotland, it was tradition for families to hunt a haggis, fatten it up, and serve it on Rabbie Burns Night, wi' some neeps and tatties..."

"Rabbie, who now?" He raises an eyebrow. "The frick are 'neeps'?” he guessed 'tatties' was just his the idiot pronounced 'tatos.'

"Rabbie Burns," he chuckles. "Famous Scottish poet. You need to broaden your literary horizons, MacCready." His laughter fades as he continues, "And a 'neep' is a turnip."

MacCready opened his mouth, about to ask the boss to further define 'turnip,' before he was cut off.

"My sister El, she would break her heart every year. Took her forever to accept that we had to cook up her wee pal."

As much as he tries to believe—this tall tale about haggis sounds as believable as a three-headed Radstag. "I still don't buy it," he scoffs, trying to suppress his grin. "You're pulling my leg. If these things are real, I'll eat my hat."

The idiot just laughs, downing the last of his Scotch. "Would ye prefer a tell ye' it's a bunch eh mushed up innards, mixed wi oats and cooked in an animal's stomach?"

"I think I'm gonna be sick—”

His guts were turnin'. He took a deep breath to calm it. He's shaking his head, grinning despite himself. "Well, if it's anythin' like molerat, it'll just burrow a hole through my caps stash...I'll stick to Radstag, surprisingly not as dear..."

Nate let out a wavering groan as he tried to suppress a laugh. "You're a wee arse, lad. Dang sense eh humor eh yours is dire."

"Yeah-yeah, believe what you want...you're clearly at home with your delusions—they're entertaining, at least."

He takes a victory drag from his cigarette, leans back, and watches Nate's eyes dance as he delves into another tall tale about some sea monster.

Despite his skepticism, Nate's tales offer a rare glimpse into a world beyond the Wastes. So he listens, the taste of stale smoke on his tongue and a story spinning out before him.

He realizes this—this is as close a guy like him could get to what he always envisioned it would be like, to grow up with a father—lulled to sleep with a late-night tale about Wasteland beasts and heroic adventures.

The dad he couldn't wait to be.

Yay, found family 🥰

[dullweapons]

mother of all tag dumps inbound ..... i am not booping people cause theres like 30 tags lol

here is the page on my google site that lists them all ... i think ? may have missed someone but ill double check later

⸻  SHIP  : ayrin / sahar  ❤︎  you know you hypnotize me always !   ˎˊ˗

⸻  SHIP  : ray / grace ( hyliangrace )  ❤︎  you can be the match & i will be the fuse : boom   ˎˊ˗

⸻  SHIP  : ray / lyric ( lunarscaled )  ❤︎  bleed into my mouth so i may taste you forever ; leviathan  ˎˊ˗

⸻  SHIP  : ray / robin ( wolfvirago )  ❤︎  hold me in your arms & i die a little death so beautifully  ˎˊ˗

⸻  SHIP  : ray / octavo ( bransles )  ❤︎  but he fell in love with the fever & i'm on my knees in a theater .  ˎˊ˗

⸻  SHIP  : ray & ayrin  / link ( uneasedregrets )  ❤︎  city of stars ; never shined so brightly  ˎˊ˗

⸻  SHIP  : ray / volga ( volcania )  ❤︎  your blood like wine get me drunk & make me feel .   ˎˊ˗

⸻  SHIP  : ray / ghirahim ( flamboycnt )  ❤︎  let our love be a flame not an ember ! say it's me that you want to dismember !  ˎˊ˗

⸻  RELATION  : ray & link ( legacyshero )  ✦ no voice to speak of your suffering but i hear you now  ˎˊ˗

⸻  RELATION  : ray & nabooru ( gerudospiriit )  ✦ so if you need to be mean be mean to me . i can take it & put it inside me . ˎˊ˗

⸻  RELATION  : ray & bussaba ( topaz-adorned )  ✦ you with the dark curls you with the watercolor eyes ! ˎˊ˗

⸻  RELATION  : ray & gallilea ( vairuler )  ✦ im made of sugar spice kanekalon & cinnamon : me & my bestie are the sam like a synonym ˎˊ˗

⸻  RELATION  : ray & toba ( askganondorftobadragmire )  ✦ you take away this pain from me : the memories that haunted me  ˎˊ˗

⸻  RELATION  : ray & nabooru ( gerudosage )  ✦ oh she could have been a poet or she could have been a fool . ˎˊ˗

⸻  RELATION  : ray & miri ( somnium-led )  ✦ dear prudence won't you open your eyes ? look around … look around …  ˎˊ˗

⸻  RELATION  : ray & eilian ( somnium-led )  ✦ im sick of apologies from people with priorities that their life matters so much more than ours . ˎˊ˗

⸻  RELATION  : ray & ganondorf ( oocca )  ✦ want to save your men from the fire ? show me that you’re willing to burn .  ˎˊ˗

⸻  RELATION  : ray & link ( twilitae )  ✦ what? land of the free? whoever told you that is your enemy .  ˎˊ˗

⸻  RELATION  : ray & link ( obraveyouth )  ✦ who’s a heretic child ? can you make it stick now ?  ˎˊ˗

⸻  RELATION  : ray & zelda ( spiritmaiden )  ✦ why do birds suddenly appear everytime you are near  ˎˊ˗

⸻  RELATION  : ray & zelda ( telepathyia )  ✦ the moon will sing a song for me : i loved you like the sun ! bore the shadow that you made  ˎˊ˗

⸻  RELATION  : ray & zelda ( regnantlight )  ✦  can you tell me what's the point in building empty empires now? ˎˊ˗

⸻  RELATION  : ray & calamity ( hylianremnants )  ✦  i know you i walked with you once upon a nightmare  ˎˊ˗

⸻  RELATION  : ayrin & sky ( hylianremnants )  ✦  stories of old great adventure : i want to be just like you .  ˎˊ˗

⸻  RELATION  : ayrin & sun ( hylianremnants )  ✦  bright & beautiful : sing me another lullaby  ˎˊ˗

[alchimilla]

Alla fine della vita ¥ At the end of life

[shouldaspunastory]

For @sky-fire-forever and @dadrunkwriting

Theneras Lavellan (SFW, DAI: Prologue), 370 words

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“Can I tell you a secret,” Theneras whispers softly, wide heather eyes staring unfocused across the snowy landscape of Haven. “Sometimes I think about running away. That’s selfish, isn’t it? I’m the only one who can seal these rifts, who might be able to fix all of this, but sometimes…” the elf shakes their head. “I feel like I’m fading. Like they’re slowly erasing me. Like nobody cares who I am, what I feel, what I think, if it doesn’t suit whatever narrative they’ve decided upon. They’re calling me the ‘Herald of Andraste’ now. Me. I’d almost rather they go back to calling me a knife-ear. At least then I’d know they still see me as an elf. But I’m just supposed to go along with it, let them call me the messenger of some god’s bride I don’t even believe in, let them rewrite my story so we can gather enough allies and forces to fix the blasted hole in the sky.”

“I thought maybe if I could just close the rift at the temple that would be it. Maybe they’d realize it wasn’t my doing. Maybe eventually they’d let me go. Instead, I wake up three days later and every Shem for miles is staring at me, whispering about me, calling me the Herald or a heretic. I keep hoping I didn’t wake up, that I’m still asleep. This certainly feels like a nightmare,” the elf admits with a frown, glancing sideways at the wolf seated beside them who is studiously licking his paws clean after his meal. Theneras sighs, gently running her fingers through the beast’s thick coat, scratching a little behind each ear.

“Keep out of sight,” the elf cautions, stroking beneath their chin with a smile as the wolf lifts their gaze to meet theirs. “These Shems are all on edge and I wouldn’t trust their hunters to recognize you’re special. I’d tell you to keep out of trouble, but I think we both know how futile that would be,” Theneras chuckles softly, “Just be smart and don’t get caught,” she smiles, standing up and brushing the snow from her knees and turning their eyes towards Haven with a heavy sigh. “Back to it then.”

[penumbrabot]

Eat ass, suck a dick, and sell drugs!

RITA: Mista Steel!!!!

JUNO: ... I think I might have just lost my lunch. (FINAL COUGH) I guess I’m gonna wait, then.

RITA: Aww, Mista Steel. You always were like one of those girls they had on Earth. Wouldn’t you sneak out and take a peek?

JUNO: I’ve been busy with work for a while.

[roadtrippinlilly]

I See Fire...

Source Me laf@ilyF ❤

[cryoexorcist]

ship tag dump

[faaun]

practicing healthy coping mechanisms on this fine fine totally 100% fine day