#sp dragon age au

[lee-hakhyun]

Since you have no means of escape, let me tell you about my Merlin AU for ORV :D I haven't watched Merlin past some clips, making it clear, i just leveraged a very fun setting. Merlin spoilers ahead though.

Kim Dokja is the warlock servant who gets unceremoniously tied to Prince Yoo Joonghyuk by the whims of fate, meant to help guide him to become the Once and Future King. KDJ must keep this sunfish safe from perilous situations while hiding his magic, because magic is outlawed in the *flips notes* N'gai Kingdom.

Among this cast is fellow servant Yoo Sangah (Gwen), the king's ward Han Sooyoung (Morgana), a dragon in the basement (either Abyssal Black Flame Dragon or the Fourth Wall) the knights Lee Hyunsung and Jung Heewon, and on and on it goes.

In my head things would probably run similar enough to the show with the exception that every once in a while KDJ sees some strange cloaked figure that he can just feel the magic brimming off of, helping him in subtle ways when things get really tough. Who is that secretive figure helping him out?

KDJ kind of lets his guard down, able to trust this seemingly friendly (if extremely gruff) man with his magic in a way he can't with YJH. They don't have the same camaraderie, but it's still a comfortable companionship regardless.

And then this mysterious person kidnaps KDJ.

YJH and friends chase the evident sorcerer that kidnapped KDJ all the way to the ends of the Earth, having to combat power unlike any they'd seen before - until at a rift in space, this man finally uncloaks himself to reveal someone sharing YJH's face. It has to be a trick. It has to be.

But the man not a perfect reflection; he looks aged, older and wiser and with an undercurrent of grief that keeps him clutching KDJ to his side. KDJ is a warlock, the man claims. One that would, despite what YJH believes of magic practitioners, would give his heart and his life for over and over an ungrateful spoiled prince until he had nothing left to give.

And then he jumps into the portal. Into a parallel timeline/potential future.

This is where we get into spoiler territory for Merlin; in the series, Morgana betrays Merlin and Arthur, and Arthur kind of dies. In this AU, HSY and YJH were prophesied to experience the same thing, except KDJ gave all of his magic to abort said prophecy because it sucked and died, so now everyone in that particular future is in mourning.

Which is why, when the broken prophecy causes a rip in dimensions and into the past, YJH and HSY teamed up to nab KDJ from that other timeline. The people who MADE that prophecy though (either Olympus or the King Arthur legends from the universe of ORV's Main Story who are unhappy they didn't get the spotlight there, I'm not sure yet) are mad at KDJ for not following the prophecy and want to gank them. The future YJH (who will be referred to as SP for now) and future HSY have apparently become terrifyingly adept at fending off actual gods, but for how long? And how will KDJ get back to his original dimension?

Meanwhile, Prince YJH and friends desperately try to find a way to where SP had taken KDJ, as the rift had closed with their departure. Swallowing his pride and the biases that had started to form, he looks to powers he would never have trusted before...

(And somewhere in the future timeline, with the arrival of a reader to the world once more, a struggling writer finds himself startled to see a half-dead, malnourished young boy at his doorstep. To this boy that now rests in his home, he tells bedtime stories and fairy tales that he has no idea are now set to become another prince's adventure.)

This was very much abbreviated from the original thoughts I had, but I feel like I figured out a bit more of the details that I couldn't before (like what's going on with OD). Sorry for making your submission box my unwilling sandbox, but I hope you found some enjoyment out of it :>

[enbyvee]

     “Kyle,” Kenny says, lightly shaking him to keep his eyelids from fluttering shut, “Stay with me, okay? You need to stay awake.” The elf in question blinks slowly, not quite looking at him and clearly struggling to keep his eyes open, perhaps on some level knowing that falling asleep right now isn’t wise, even if he’s clearly not in his normal state of mind. The blood pooling around him probably has something to do with that, and it makes the Grey Warden curse softly because, yeah, shoving the potion in his hands down Kyle’s throat and making him drink it will close the wounds, but it wont bring back the blood that’s already been spilled.

     Fuck, he should’ve gotten to him sooner, but beating himself up over it now isn’t going to keep Kyle alive.

     He can worry about that once his lover is safe.

     He breathes, then places both of his hands on Kyle’s cheeks, trying to get the other to focus on him. 

     “Kyle. Listen to me,” Kenny says, pausing for a moment to be sure his words are registering, and there’s a subtle nod of Kyle’s head, urging him to continue, “I know you don’t like doing it, but you need to take blood from me right now, or you’re probably going to die.”

     Kenny is almost impressed by the fact that, even while Kyle is having to fight in order to stay conscious and listen to him, he still looks like he wants to protest.

     And on any other occasion, Kenny would have respected that Kyle doesn’t feel comfortable leeching off of his allies for his own sake. Kenny can’t say he would feel much better about doing it himself, if he had the same magical capabilities that Kyle has. But, right now, stopping the redhead from bleeding out is vastly more important to him than respecting his comfort zone, and he’s not willing to budge on this while Kyle is literally dying in front of him.

     “Kyle,” he says his name more firmly, urgently, “Please. You aren’t doing this against my will. I’m giving my blood to you because I want you to fucking live. Okay?”

     Kyle stares at him, or at least tries to, still not looking okay with it, but he ultimately breathes a resigned sigh, perhaps too exhausted to fight about this like he normally would have. (Kenny can’t even be relieved about this, because the elf has to be in pretty bad shape if he caves so quickly - the redhead is always prepared to argue about something he’s so adamant about, and taking blood from his friends for his own means is something he never has and never will be okay with, Kenny knows.)

     He glances down as Kyle lifts one hand slowly, shakily, managing to settle it upon Kenny’s arm.

     For a moment, nothing happens, and Kenny worries briefly that Kyle wont be able to perform his magic while so out of it, but he’s proven wrong a moment later when he feels a sudden sensation that makes him inhale sharply. It’s mostly out of surprise, not pain, at least at first, though it’s definitely not a comfortable feeling, having your blood drained from your veins. He supposes that he can understand why Kyle doesn’t really like doing it.

     Nonetheless, he shuts his eyes, enduring it, because he’ll give all the blood in his body and then some if it keeps Kyle alive.

     And just as soon as the odd feeling of having the life sapped from him begins, it stops, and Kenny looks at Kyle again, relief hitting him like an arrow to the heart whenever he sees his lover looking at him with much more clarity in his eyes. Thank the Maker and whatever Elven gods Kyle believes in. Still, did he take enough? There’s a lot of Kyle’s blood on the ground surrounding him and Kenny only feels a little dizzy, certainly not enough that he can’t think straight, and he regards the elf with a concerned frown. “Are you okay? Did you take enough?”

     “If I take too much from you, you wont be much better off than I was a second ago,” Kyle defends, hand falling from Kenny’s arm in favor of placing both palms flat on the ground and carefully sitting up, “And I don’t really want to resort to taking blood from corpses to make sure you don’t wind up dying. I took enough to keep me alive and close the wounds. I’ll be fine, Kenny.”

[caomhnighean]

                    the flowers cover over everything. they cover over everything.

[nightdragonfly-arts]

Dragon Age AU because I love it

AU belongs @omint

In short: Craig is inquisitor, Tweek is avvar, Clyde is dwarf and Token believe in Maker now

[andallthatmishigas]

Rules: Tag 10 people you want to get to know better!

Tagged by @emma-hahn and @corasorangejuice (omg you guys, thank youuuu! I loved getting to read your posts!)

Favorite time of the year: Autumn for sure.  I love the sunny days and the brisker weather and HALLOWEEN and I just love the pre-holiday time when we have the anticipation and the trees start to change but it’s not too dark or too cold yet and it’s just perfect.  We are almost getting to spooky season and I cannot wait.

Comfort foods: Macaroni and Cheese is my favorite food of all time, particularly the deluxe four cheese from Kraft and I add a little bit of truffle salt to it.  Other comfort foods for me are my mom’s ground turkey tacos and the grilled ahi tuna my dad does on the barbecue with the sauce my mom makes (sesame teriyaki with wasabi and sour cream all melted and magnificent)

Do you collect anything? I used to collect miniature snow globes and now I collect magnets whenever I travel.  And I don’t think books count as collecting but I live in a studio apartment and I have 3 enormous bookshelves and I need another one so maybe that counts.  Oh and I low key collect makeup products but I use all my insane shit so...

Favorite drink: Red wine probably.  But I love an old fashioned or other classic whiskey cocktails or a fruity vodka cocktail.  I mostly drink a lot of water day in and out.

Favorite music artists: Oh man okay get ready for a paragraph that no one will read.  I was raised on the big-voiced divas.  Barbra Streisand is the deity to whom I pray.  Celine Dion and Whitney Houston and Julie Andrews are how I learned how to sing when I was younger.  Bette Midler is deeply important to my soul, as is Cher (I basically have the taste of a middle-aged stereotypical gay man, it’s fine).  Liza Minnelli and Judy Garland and Patti LuPone.  Love a big belter.  And then if we get away from the showtunes and divas, I love almost anything from the 60s, especially Herman’s Hermits, The Beatles and all those fabulous Motown artists.  Peter, Paul and Mary and Patsy Cline are deep loves of mine.  Jim Croce (another reason for me to love Jim Hopper, he’s a Croce fan).  And then of course we have my all time favorite bands, ABBA and Fleetwood Mac.  Deep love of jazz standards singers, especially Ella Fitzgerald and Frank Sinatra (my whole family were jazz musicians so I was raised on Sarah Vaughn and the whole Rat Pack).  Also why I have such a love of Sadie and the Hot Heads and Michael Buble. Modern artists I love are Taylor Swift, Beyonce, Ed Sheeran, Walk the Moon, Lizzo, Lil Nas X, Sugarland, Michael Buble, P!nk, Miley Cyrus, Maroon 5, Lady Gaga, Kesha, Imagine Dragons, Florence + the Machine, George Ezra and uhhhh I’ll stop it there I guess.

Current favorite songs:

(not gonna link them because I’m running late right now so here’s just five songs off the top of my head that I really love)

Back to Before by Patti LuPone (original from Ragtime performed by the amazing Marin Mazzie but I just am too obsessed with Patti’s voice)

Leaving on a Jetplane by Peter Paul and Mary (my favorite song of all time)

Mamma Mia by ABBA (has become my go-to karaoke song because I sing it really well and it’s just so fun and people love it lol)

Daylight by Taylor Swift (created an entire AU crossover fic just so I could use the lyrics in a couple chapters and this song just hits my soul real deep)

Rainbow by Kesha (”what’s left of my heart’s still made of gold” is a lyric that came to me at a very hard time in my life and it makes me cry whenever I even say it out loud and it’s very important to me)

Favorite fics: (again not linking because I don’t have time but you can find them all on ffn) Galway Girl by @rahleeyah (Spooks AU fic that changed my life and I think about it at least once a week), A Messy Kind of Love by rahleeyah (Doctor Blake fic that is the reason Leah and I became friends and one of the most impactful things I’ve ever read and also changed my life), One Fine Day by rahleeyah (Spooks AU fic she wrote for me and it’s everything I could have ever wanted), Dolce Notte and Calda Notte by @whatsabriard (Downton fics, the concepts of which have been in my head for forever and I just cannot stop thinking about how magnificent the idea is), Heartlines by ladycobert (Downton fic so good I just didn’t work at all one day so I could read it and as soon as I finished it, I read it again), The Proper Way of Things by AndAllThatMishigas (my Downton masterpiece that I’m more proud of and had more fun with than anything ever), Forever In Your Arms by AndAllThatMishigas (Doctor Blake vampire Jean which is really what I want to be known for forever), Glances by AndAllThatMishigas (City Homicide story that is probably the most perfect canon/canon divergence story ever, if I do say so myself), After by AndAllThatMishigas (Spooks post-series story that truly just made me so happy to write and makes me happy to reread) and honestly I think that is enough.

Tagging: @blossom--of--snow @yesmadamepresident @callhimnowmarisamylove @featherpluckn @aboxfullofdarkness @doctoraliceharvey @whatsabriard @lovesclassicposts @margotgrissom @mandalamarigold​

[ot3]

Is it okay to ship SPOD? They have like a dozen different ages each so I'm not sure if I'm allowed to ship the god version of jungdok or not?

Anon I mean this as politely and sincerely as possible: do not ask strangers on the internet to be the arbiters of your morality, it's not useful or sustainable. I don't get to tell you what you're Allowed to ship - nobody does. You are allowed to do whatever you want, but it's up to you to decide if the ideology a given piece of content aligns with is something you want to voice support for. However my thoughts on the ship below the cut.

With that said, SPOD is a huge no go for me because even though the magically changing ages mean it's not as clear cut as "this character is a minor and this character is adult" the fact of the matter is that the state of these characters when they interact is 'traumatized child and the adult who has taken him in to raise him." That is not a dynamic I ever want to see made romantic or sexual, for reasons that ideally are obvious to anyone following me.

Orv is extremely clear about the fact that the age of a person is less dependent on their body and more dependent on their mind, with abyssal black flame dragon saying he's fifteen and acting the part despite being essentially ancient. By the time he is taken in by secretive plotter, OD has also lost all of his memories of adulthood and so for all functional purposes within the framework of the canon, he is a child. SP is briefly shown in a child-appearing body in the scenes after he's been defeated and captured, but there's no ambiguity in him being an adult once he and OD meet.

if you've even dipped your toe into the larger ORV fandom even a little bit you'll know that anyone shipping SPOD is not even pretending to age these characters up. In the art OD being small and young and vulnerable is often emphasized. The fic summaries ive witnessed in the few times i've scrolled through the tag all have a serious leaning towards being blatant shotacon. The fact that one of these characters is a child is actively part of the appeal to the people making this stuff. And a TON of it is sexually explicit.

Even if you do age up OD for the purpose of shipping, which i'm not sure why you'd want to, the people who make pornographic content of a character who is an abused child having sex with the man raising him are going to assume that you are their peers in this instance.

the time and identity shenanigans in orv are weird. i'm SURE there are plenty of aus, timeline divergence, alternate scenarios, ETC, where there isn't this kind of power imbalance and a romantic relationship wouldn't be automatically sinister and predatory. but that nuance is going to be immediately overlooked by anyone seeing it on either side. the people who are okay with fetishizing a child-caregiver dynamic are going to assume you agree with them, and the people who aren't okay with it are going to think the same thing and presumably blacklist the hell out of you.

if the whole appeal of this to you in terms of shipping is that theyre both Gods, then theres a ton that could be explored post-epilogue with the main timeline's kim dokja.

[pixie-in-trebleland]

From Wings Above

Hi friends! Welcome to a new series I am working on titled "From Wings Above." The idea comes entirely from my dear friend @shadowtigress2 Wings AU idea for the JSE fandom. I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 1

The children of the Kingdom of the Angelic had always come to grow excited when the end of the week would arrive. The Summer months had seemed to grow longer and longer with passing time, but the stories that were heard within the town square were timeless.

It was a routine like clockwork within the Town Square. With the sun at its highest peak in the day, the children would gather ‘round the silver fountain in the centre of the square, waiting. Waiting, and waiting, and waiting until the silence would sweep itself through the square, the older generations knowing what was to come. The silence would blanket itself throughout the streets, allowing the cloaked storyteller to move through the alleyways and narrow streets with ease. His tawny wings could be made out beneath his cloak as he glided across the stoneways and the children would cheer and wave as he approached.

It always was the same. The storyteller on days like these, would land along the edge of the silver gilded fountain, his worn, leather boots thudding gently against the stone ledge. Every landing, as always, was pristine. It was a part of his training, all those years ago. He would smile for a moment, and stretch his arms beneath his cloak before a child or two would tug on the hem. The Storyteller, despite his years, would dedicate his focus to the children for the moments they desired, knowing better than to dismiss them.

After the cheers, and waves, and hugs, he would sit along the fountain ledge, a crowd gathering as he began to tell his stories. Known throughout the Kingdom of the Angelic for his successes, and some failures of course, the Storyteller would speak of battles from ages past. The rescue of a wingfolk from a poacher, the strange friendship of the Scorpion and the Lion, the Caged little Hummingbird who was once the prize of a dragon...so many stories from lands far away. With every word, he seemed to gather a new listener, his own eyes alight with wonder and excitement.

Today, however, had been different. The Storyteller landed at the fountain, and the wave of children flooded within the Town Square, ready to listen to the fantastical adventures of the ancient man. However, as a child sat close to him along the fountain edge, their round, little fingers were caught tracing the embroidery along the Storyteller’s cloak.

“What are these, Mister?” The child asked, their hazel eyes making out the design. Their fingers followed the trail of gold and silver strings weaving through the black cloak. They couldn’t help but smile as they realized that the designs were, in fact, the shape of feathers.

“A story for another day, little one.” The Storyteller sighed. He couldn’t help but look away as he tried to hide the sadness in his yellow eyes. He brushed a silver curl out of his face, and turned back to the child. “One with too much sadness for a sunny day.”

“But...can we hear it?” The child asked. “Please? A new story! A new story!”

It didn’t take long before the sea of children began to beg and whine for the new story that was being withheld. With another, deep sigh, the Storyteller smiled sadly and straightened out his old, fraying gloves.

“Alright, Alright.” he said softly. “I must warn you, however. There is sadness in the words I say. This story, like many others, has a battle from long ago. Long ago, before you all were even born, there was an attack on the Kingdom unlike any other. But there was also...the secret story of the Loving Swan and the Battleborn Prinia.”

The children seemed to get closer. More comfortable. They were ready. With a deep breath, the Storyteller began his story.

“The story begins with our Battleborn Prinia…”

To Be Continued.

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[your-shield-of-love]

I wanna write or see an AU where Varric notices Hawke and the Inquisitor having similar mannerisms and speech. Like exact copies and their priorities are similar, he doesn't know how to think about it and wonders if it's a hero thing.

But then one day, Inquisitor tries to protect him from a really bad attack, similar in a way Hawke did years ago. When the two are communicating, it's like they're the same person. And that sticks with Varric, he starts noticing more and more similarities between the two. The Inquisitor often coming to him for advice or just a simple chat and seems to be a bit sad when they do.

Varric doesn't know what to believe until Cole says something, (Okay so I probably am not the best at doing a Cole impression, but here goes).

"Playing the game, a new story, a new cast. Except him. But different, no longer a pair. Have to watch from afar, still caring for him so. Wish a pick pocket would come. Hoping, wondering,

Why can't I fly like the Hawke?"

Varric, understanding the ramblings of Cole, goes to Hawke, always ending up with Hawke. He checks on them, they're the same, but something is missing, maybe it's the time spent away from Kirkwall that's changed Hawke or being away from (Romantic interest). Maybe they're different because - somehow - it's not the same person as before.

Sitting at his desk, the Inquisitor approaching to chat but waiting till he's done writing his letters. Varric deciding to test the waters a bit.

"... You know what would help me find red lyrium? Dog. It was always helpful in sniffing out the bad shit."

Hawke would've responded, "*Dog isn't here to smell your shit, Varric! He's at home with (Love interest).*" Followed by some sarcastic humour.

"A dog would be useful, shame we don't have one around here. Solas would probably hate it, seems to dislike dogs quite a bit. Which is odd, since he seems to like wolves..."

Varric laughs softly at the idea of Chuckles being scared of dogs. "That would be a sight, I could make it happen, if you like."

Inquisitor leans closer, a sparkle in their eye. "You would?!" They seem happy, maybe at getting a dog, maybe about having a relaxed conversation where they weren't just the Inquisitor, perhaps both.

Varric pauses for a moment, thinking on how Hawke could get easily tricked into saying things, with the right words and hints. "Maybe a dog isn't a good idea, though. Especially with all this weird shit going on."

"Aw c'mon!!" The Inquisitor, out of character, raises their arms into the air, "If a dog can fight dark spawn and endless blood magic stuff, why not have one to fight Corypheous!" (sp?) They groaned, leaning on their own in a huff with a pout on their face.

Varric stared, his mouth agape slightly, the exact same mannerisms as Hawke. The same way of talking and- no, more proof. Something else. Something to get them to practically admit it. "Inquisitor, have you read my Tale of the Champion?" They looked at him, pout still on their face.

"Yeah, I've asked you a bunch of questions about it before, remember? Are you alright, Varric?" They sat up, real concern on their face.

Hmm how was he going to play this? "Well, I wanted to talk about... stuff. After fighting with the Seeker, things are still... awkward. I was thinking, opening up to you.. would be a lot easier?"

Inquisitor's eyes raised up, in concern for him and their eyes seemed surprised and confused. (My idea being the player is like, okay weird that I've never seen this dialogue before etc). "Varric, I'm here for you if you need me." They held his shoulder, their face all serious and.. the grip was familiar. The same grip and look as Hawke when they comforted him. Shit, this is getting weird.

"Let's talk somewhere more private, don't want unwanted ears listening." Varric rose out of his chair, walking towards the throne, Inquisitor following. He had never seen the Inquisitor's room and now gave him the perfect excuse to let him. They headed to the Inquisitor's room, no one ever came up here apart from the Inquisitor and *love interest's nickname*.

The two sat on the couch, Varric across from the Inquisitor and thinking how to start.

"It's nice to hang out with my friends up here." They said, tilting their head sideways, like Hawke did when they were shy or embarrassed. Sometimes angry too. "Believe it or not, I feel like myself here more than anywhere else in Skyhold. I can.. talk more freely here." They smiled nervously, itching at their nose. Another habit Hawke had until they began painting their face, then it was always their cheek, neck or forehead. Varric wasn't sure what to make of his suspicions. What did he think? A spirit that found itself inside Hawke and now the Inquisitor? If that was it, as long as it doesn't do harm, then it could be fine. Just don't want another blondie scenario to happen-

"Varric?" Inquisitor broke his inner ramblings, "Don't be afraid to talk, I'm here to listen and no one will hear or interrupt us. This is my space and right now, it's ours."

Varric stared at them, watching the way they fidget and thinking about how intent they were on listening whenever he wanted to talk. "I've said it before but, I want to apologise for not contacting Hawke soon-"

"And there's no need to. You've already apologised and I can understand." Hawke pushed a plate of biscuits towards him. Most of the chocolate ones were gone, he thought for a moment if it was a Hawke thing but everyone likes chocolate.

"Thanks, I- Hawke has been through so much. I just wanted them to be safe, happy. They were away with *nickname of love interest* and when they wrote me, they seemed genuinely happy but... different." Varric takes a look toward the Inquisitor, "I wouldn't take Hawke away from that, away from happiness. They lost so much and-" He had to stop, he wasn't actually trying to open up to them about Hawke.

"Varric? Can I ask you something? About the champion." They stared at him, unblinking and fidgeting, they were nervous. "Were you and Hawke- .. Are you and Hawke together? Romantically?" The Inquisitor blinked, laughing softly at their awkward phrasing and rubbed at the back of their neck. Varric wanting to move on from the question, so he said.

"I never found out why you started rubbing your neck after we met. I remember (Sunshine/Juinor) saying you hadn't until after we met. *They* said it was a nervous tick thing." Varric smiled softly, a grin growing on his face.

"Oh yeah, (Bethany/Carver) pointed it out once or twice. Dad often rubbed his neck when he was around Mum, it's one of the few things I remember about him. A habit he had when he was admiring M-" They stopped, wide eyed and looked to Varric in surprise. "I uh, I mean-"

"I don't believe I ever told you *their* nicknames. (Sunshine/Junior)." Varric leans forward, a small smirk on his face. "Odd that you would know about them, Inquisitor." They looked away, covering their mouth in shock.

Inquisitor's fingers started softly scratching at the couch, "I uh- Talk to Hawke. A lot. And that's what they-they said to me." They cringed at their daft excuse. Letting in a shaky breath and returning his gaze, they looked- sad, scared even.

"I need to know. Are you... are you Hawke?" Varric questioned, such a fucked scenario.

They looked to the ground, hesitant at first before turning serious. "Yeah. I... I was only Hawke since running from Lothering to leaving Kirkwall." They looked up slowly.

Varric leaned into the back of the couch, taking in what they said. "So what are you? A spirit or...?" So he- he became friends with this person and.. what of the Hawke he knew? Was he still their best friend and soulmate? Or was the now Inquisitor, his best friend?

Inquisitor looked sad for a moment. Unsure of what to say. "So there's- okay, you choose." They turned serious again, but looked scared. "I can tell you the truth. The complete truth. It's going to be hard to hear and honestly, might break your heart... I don't wanna tell you the whole truth. I don't know if you'd like it. Or I can tell you a story. One where it makes sense to you. Where I am both Hawke, the Inquisitor and... someone else. Where I have powers that... allow me to do many things. I'd be like Cole. I'm just not sure what I am."

Varric took a breath, thinking. This truth, they seemed uncomfortable with. The story however, they were happy to open up about despite being unsure of. Similar to him. He stared in their eyes, a familiar look. Hawke's gaze but with different eyes.

I want...

The Truth:

"I want the truth. If you're Hawke, I need the truth. It won't leave this room." Varric leaned forward, arms leaning on his knees and his hands gripped.

They swallowed, looking down, taking a breath and looking back up. "So you know books?" They smiled gently, "I'm... *reading* a book. This book, let's me make choices-"

"A make your own adventure book. Hawke loves th- *you* love them..." Varric caught himself. This was going to take a while to get used to.

"Yeah so um... The book is the third of the series... It let's me make choices, develop relationships and take part in a whole new story.

The first book, Dragon Age: Origins." They smiled brightly at Varric, showing a happiness and excitement he hadn't seen before. "In this book, you play a Warden whose thrust into the role of a leader. Who has to not only stop a blight but make choices that will effect the rest of the...*series*."

Varric blinked, "Wait. So you're-"

"Let me finish, I'll explain. Any questions you have, leave for the end please." They laughed, making Varric smile. Hawke only smiled like that with their (love interest.)

"In the next book, you play a refugee just trying to survive with their family, losing some on the way..." They looked sad, small tears forming in their eyes. "In this particular book, you make 'friends' with this amazing dwarf, which may I say in my opinion is the *best* relationship across the series?" They grinned and a small blush formed, *probably* out of embarrassment. "The plot twist is: your adventure is actually said Dwarfs book. So... if it's any form of comfort, I'm not *your* Hawke. But I'm the Hawke you *wrote*." They smiled nervously, "All the personal stuff, all the time's Hawke broke down or any *tension* that happened," The Inquisitor wiggles their eyebrows and snorts in laughter, "I don't know anything about. I'm literally the Hawke Cassandra knows of."

Varric rubbed his head, taking this all in before removing his hand, waiting for them to finish.

They pause for a moment. "The last book... is Dragon Age Inquisition." They look around the room, "You're playing as a character who got *lucky*. Or *unlucky*, I suppose it counts on your thoughts about it all. You receive a magical-portal-closing power that gains you political power and many friends... I've seen where this story ends but haven't finished the book for myself yet. I- There are many friends who you get along with, many who you can choose to fall in love with. But there are a few things about this book that... don't *sit* well with me." They laughed loudly for a moment before quickly regaining their composure. A joke Varric noted to himself he would ask about later.

"There are moments when I look back to the second book and miss the relationship I had with y- a *dear friend*. And when Hawke, the real-but-kinda-not-real Hawke on the battlements... I get jealous. Because I can't be close to you like how I used to be. And I'll be honest, I haven't really found a character who I can just be myself with, unlike in the last book. Where I got to be myself around you..." The stop. Hesitating. "I really miss you."

Varric stares at them, their sincere and pained eyes. "It's the chest hair, everytime." They look down at his chest and back up again, before cackling loudly.

~~~

I didn't think I would do this much writing, I really miss writing haha.

Anyway, hope you liked this so far, sorry for the cut at the end. Just ran out of energy.

If you or if you know someone who could like this little short story about Dragon Age, feel free to let me know your thoughts and feeling on the comments. ^^

Some of the opinions and things were mostly taken from my opinion or feelings. There were a few taken from others as well.

I'd love to see an artist draw their Inquisitor/Hawke in this AU. Or make their own interpretation. Maybe your AU is that all the heroes have a spirit that helps them or anything you want haha. Also feel free to write a HawkexVarric romance in yours, BECAUSE I'm trash for HawkexVarric TT-TT)/

Feel free to tag anyone you think would be interested and feel free to add to this ^^ I hope you enjoy this AU idea.

I may tag some friends who could be interested ^^

[yutaya]

Iron Fist Rewatch 1x04: Eight Diagram Dragon Palm

Danny, struggling to pull himself onto that light post thing with his probably now bruised chest: "I dedicate myself to the service of all beings of K'un Lun-" *falls* So is this a recitation they do in training - is he trying to use that mindset to help him climb this beam? Is he doing some sort of traditional ask-the-gods-to-bless-me-with-strength thing?

Lol somehow I had remembered it as Danny crawling up again anyway after the initial push. I forgot they actually went and collected him. Guess that makes them look more favorable to him than my own recall though...

On the coffee table directly facing Danny when he wakes up, probably meant to be a sign to him about where he is and who has so kindly rescued and tended to him after his unfortunate tumble off a building: the formal pic of Harold and children, another photo hard to make out - my first thought was the vacation photo of the 6 of them but it's very sepia, could be something else. Maybe if I look back at other photos we've seen before I could match it.

Danny: "What happened to me? Last I remember I was climbing up-" Ward: "Yeah, like goddamn Daredevil." LOL

UGH THIS WHOLE HAROLD INTRO SCENE UGH Danny mad at Ward one second and then Harold appears and it's like the breath is punched out of him. Looking at Ward and Ward just calmly looking back because he clearly knows what's going on and Danny doesn't - it's as if they're bringing him into their confidence on something. This is a form of offering Danny something he wants - to be a part of something with the only family he thought he had left, not to mention the miracle of one of his parent-figures being alive again. (Wow, what a journey. From finding out Harold is dead and then Ward and Joy both quite clearly rejecting him and denying him a place in their lives to Joy actually doing something to indicate maybe at least she still wants him around after all? To wait, Ward and Harold bringing me in on something too? It's like the dream he clung to in K'un Lun got snatched away and now seems to be trickling back, and - UGH.) "You see him too?" because Danny thought he was seeing things that night at the hospital but this- this is real? Ward's sad, small nod because he knows so much more about Harold than Danny does, and he's seeing this innocent joy (word choice intended) while knowing himself to be wary and that this is almost definitely another manipulation (but what if it's not? What if-? But Harold is still dangerous, he can't help it, there's a reason Ward wants to protect Joy from him even while knowing that Harold favors her so dearly, because there are other ways to hurt your children-)

Harold calmly walking forward while wearing a black suit and confirming "I did die," followed by Danny's "You look the same age as when I last saw you..." - Vampire AU??? (Ugh but why did it have to be Harold? Not a fan of monsters as the bad guys.... need a non-evil vamp to balance him out....)

The way Ward just keeps looking silently between the both of them, like a witness, like - UGH.

"You're home now," GOD DAMMIT and Danny's relief and gratitude and Ward's somber look down I -

Cancer lasted 3 years

Ward: "Dad, are you sure you should be saying this?" Harold: "It's ok. Danny needs to know this." Casting Ward in the opposition role

Ward sits down in the chair adjacent to the couch Danny is on. Harold crosses over from where he was standing near the left side of the couch to sit on the farther right side instead - specifically sitting in between Danny and Ward.

Harold: "I still remember my last breath. Scariest shit I've ever experienced." Ward looks up and away, taking a breath, before turning back again. Combo of eye-roll at dramatics and genuine pain at the thought because that's his dad and Ward remembers those years of pain and decay and - ?

I forgot Danny originally thought of the Hand more like a fable than a reality - and finding out they're a real, present threat combines with being told it's not K'un Lun that they're threatening, but that this whole time, they've actually been digging their claws into his home?

Ward rolling his eyes with his whole body when Harold encourages Danny to think about this as ~embracing his destiny~ hahaha

Ward: No offense, but Danny has zero idea how to do business and therefore maybe shouldn't be running a company with again, absolutely zero training??? Harold: Don't mind Ward being a petulant brat who wants to keep you from your rightful place in our family, Danny. I need you. :)

Harold to Danny: "We've needed a fighter like you back in the family." - right in front of Ward, yet another small "unlike you, who are weak" jab. In line with the whole "Joy can close the deal, you, Ward, can not do anything" lines in the previous episode.

Ward warning Danny about Harold!! But not really doing it great so it could be taken as another 'othering' where Danny could hear 'Harold's not YOUR dad' instead of Ward's intended 'Harold's not your DAD' - made much better by his clarification that Harold only cares about Harold and helping to show he meant 'not a good supportive dad you can lean blindly on' than if he had just. left it at that. I'm glad for Ward's continuing with that line and for Danny's long, considering look at nothing afterward. Gives the sense that Danny feels that something is off, even if he's not sure what.

Colleeeeeeeeeeeeen and her shame and her truly believing in honoring the code of bushido and her teaching these children to get them "the scholarship" to help them in a legitimate, meaningful, honorable way (SOB) and believing that their skills should be about the code and not be about flashiness or showing off or being able to lord their power and ability over others or money -

Code of Bushido (Includes eight virtues, and this episode title is Eight Diagram Dragon Palm. Coincidence???)

1. Rectitude or Justice (refers to PERSONAL rectitude - “one’s power to decide upon a course of conduct in accordance with reason, without wavering” “the bone that gives firmness and stature...without Rectitude neither talent nor learning can make the human frame into a samurai.”)

2. Courage (Bushido distinguishes between bravery and courage - “Courage is doing what is right”)

3. Benevolence or Mercy (“Love, magnanimity, affection for others, sympathy and pity, are traits of Benevolence, the highest attribute of the human soul”)

4. Politeness (Courtesy is rooted in benevolence - “Politeness should be the expression of a benevolent regard for the feelings of others; it’s a poor virtue if it’s motivated only by a fear of offending good taste. In its highest form Politeness approaches love”)

5. Honesty and Sincerity (interestingly, rather than what *I* personally think of when I hear the words “honesty and sincerity”, the info in the Bushido code text about this virtue mostly centers around the idea of disdaining money and riches - probably what Colleen is talking about with her whole “fighting for money breaks the bushido code” thing)

6. Honor (referring to non-martial behavior)

7. Loyalty (bushido text about this seems mostly in context of loyalty to a superior, to your leader, to people you are indebted to. Applies tragically to Colleen and her personal experience with Hand culture. To me, of course, I am more interested in the idea of those leaders deserving your love and your loyalty hand-in-hand with it. Given the other virtues, this IS probably what the code meant to include, but from a modern standpoint it seems like one of those things where especially paramilitary organizations or cults like the Hand could twist the letter of it into an expectation of blindly following orders, even perhaps against your personal devotion to the other virtues)

8. Character and Self-Control (“Bushido teaches that men should behave according to an absolute moral standard, one that transcends logic. What’s right is right, and what’s wrong is wrong. The difference between good and bad and between right and wrong are givens, not arguments subject to discussion or justification, and a man should know the difference.” I get the ideal of this, but something about the wording sits weirdly with me... maybe the implication that they can’t make a mistake?)

Ageless qualities of manliness: choosing compassion over confrontation, and benevolence over belligerence <3

“The tie might be a touch effeminate” Shut UP Ward

Danny, at a press conference: *waves at Jeri* “Hey.” Jeri: *shakes her head*

Danny: “Yes, I was in a mental hospital.” Joy, despairingly: “Oh, Danny”

Jeri smiling. Maybe she worked with Danny on how to handle the press conference and likely questions he would face? My headcanon from this anyway. Ward and Joy looking at each other, seems like in surprise at Danny’s answers and spin?

“Kindness is the eternal law”

The way Danny slips in to this conversation with Joy about the Red Hook property for his Hand investigation is very well done. Reminds me of watching the Netflix trailer and thinking that it made IF look like a show where Danny was some form of government agent going undercover as himself for an investigation.

SO CUTE how Danny goes “woah, I have a first appointment of the day? Who is it?” and then he turns around and it’s his friend Jeri! Hahaha. Danny: “J-money!!” *goes in for a hug* Jeri: “Woah, we don’t do that.”

Jeri: “Your father’s office. Even found his old desk.” Meaning she was the one working on this - Ward is the one who had to set Danny up there after his sarcastic remarks in the penthouse, but Jeri brought in the sentimentality. (Jeri, directly after basically admitting to putting a bunch of effort into a very sentimental gesture here: “Now don’t get all weepy on me.”) Jeri in IF is so soft I love it

Danny: “I pretty much had to raise the dead.” *smirks to himself at his own inside joke*

Jeri, trying to give Danny advice: “For most of these people, you are a hostile takeover.” Me: JERI, HE DOESN’T UNDERSTAND THE NUANCES OF YOUR CORPORATE SPEAK.

Jeri asks if Danny wants the door open or closed. He chooses open. Open to Megan, open to all his new coworkers and employees. Danny is, at his core, for people.

LOL Did Danny just steal Ward’s chair?

Danny: *forces half the board to move so he can sit next to Joy* Me: DANNY

If these guys really wanted to persuade Danny to their point of view on the sell-at-cost thing, they should have emphasized the “funding new research” part of it instead of just repeating “this is just business” ad nauseam. Obviously Ward is actually trying to do the opposite right now and get Danny driven out, but idk what the rest of these people are thinking. Danny acknowledges that they can still make profits elsewhere, which is his side offering a dialogue to meet them. Their counter is that the WHO will be buying it from them and subsidizing it from other people. If they wanted to meet or even just appear to be meeting Danny partway, they could have suggested an initiative to work with the WHO on a program for that? Although since none of them want to actually do that and don’t really care what Danny thinks about it, I know why they didn’t.

Joy raising her eyebrow at Ward’s declaring that they’ll go to market at cost like “I see you Ward and how many times have I told you to leave the maneuvering to me you are unsubtle and unskilled”

Danny looking back at Ward significantly on his way to his discussion with Joy about the pier deal

Ward taking The Drugs before he has to answer Harold’s late night phone call

Harold: You did a great job today. Ward: *baffled expression* Harold: Now, son, this isn’t the time to point fingers, it’s the time for solutions. Ward: There it is. Harold: Also, you screwed up in the meeting and you need to make it up. Ward: *sigh*

Danny: white sneakers with the suit

Joy casually placing the monks and their traditional robes in a lower class position to them and their white collar formal business attire

Time for Joy to play the angle on Danny, curb his at-cost behavior for the future

The ringmaster choosing the second fighter for Colleen followed by that “look, you guys know all the rules” line - I like this guy. He probably remembers how the last dude Colleen fought was a rule-breaker and wants to keep all his fighters safe as possible in an already dangerous 2-on-1 fight like this.

Again with the camera slowing and the noise fading and the blood splattering camera work giving the “losing control” vibe

“The problem was, I never thought through WHY I wanted this job. I mistook my stubborn will for a sense of... destiny, or something.” (Danny, earlier: “My shifu would have called this destiny.”)

“Every moment was a struggle. Failure... led to a beating. Victory... led to another fighting style. To the next lesson.”

Joy flat out calls it abuse and Danny doesn’t deny it.

Vodka and tonic, light on the tonic.

Danny clearly still shaken by the borderline flashbacks to his life at K’un Lun.

Is this the first time the Hatchets appear? Just storming the apartment and punching Joy in the face? Danny and Joy must both be like “WHAT IS HAPPENING”

Joy tries punching one of them. Good for you, Joy.

Ah yes, Ward flat out telling one of the more shark-like reporters that the drug is a huge deal that would save millions of lives and that Rand was of course planning to really boost the price to make a “huge” profit. “That is a loss of hundreds of millions of dollars [that our one company wanted to make off of the millions of people who needed this drug to save their lives]. He’s worse than those bleeding-heart-liberal-trust-fund hipsters wandering around Williamsburg.” (Note: Williamsburg: hip neighborhood that draws the young and fashionable. Boutiques, cafes, street art, outdoor concerts and food markets. Dance clubs, bars, music halls. East Williamsburg is ranked one of the 5 most LGBTQ+ friendly neighborhoods in Brooklyn.)

“Ellison, don’t give the front page to Karen”

Ward just looks at her retreating back and rubs his hands together like “Ah yes, a job well done.” Biggest question for the viewers in this scene is probably: Did Ward tank this on purpose or is he really that far removed from the reality of the non-Elite?

Colleen: still bloody from her illegal cage fighting and hears noise outside her door. Last time she heard noise, it was attackers breaking in for what probably seemed to her like retaliation. Then it’s Danny and she has the relieved exasperation, but - oh ho, Joy Meachum?

“Wasn’t he stalking you?” “It was a misunderstanding.” “Right. I guess being a millionaire covers a multitude of sins.” (Danny: “Billionaire.” Colleen in the background: *disbelieving huff+head shake*)

TRIADS. Time for my triad rant: Every drama show ever to involve Asian-Americans - even just in one-episode specials - includes triads. I’m so sick of it. I know organized crime is a real problem that actually exists, but - why are the Asians always evil? It’s like having the mafia be a plotline every time an Italian character exists on screen. Plz diversify. Media colors perception.

Danny: literally just walks into a restaurant and says he needs to speak to the head of the crime gang. AND THEN NONE OF THEM EVEN BOTHER TRYING TO DENY IT. The Hatchets literally just open the door to their backroom where you can clearly see their illegal activity and come out to talk to Danny. What if he was working with the cops, guys?

It’s so scary how the Yangshi Gonsi react to the mention of the Hand. Well done, IF.

“Joke around the house was that Danny and I were pledged to be married.” (“In another life, this would have been romantic.”) (THIS CREEPS ME OUT THOUGH in a very personally specific triggering way as someone who spent their childhood running around with a boy that I found out later people thought was gonna “knock me up someday.” #BARF)

Colleen has a billionaire in her dojo learning how to punch on a dummy held together with duct tape because she can’t afford to fix it. (Also: Colleen's dojo is also for self-defense classes. Joy was just attacked by hatchet-wielders.)

Danny: "The hatchets won’t be a problem anymore." and then doesn’t elaborate. DANNY THAT SOUNDS SO SHADY. YOU LOOK SO SHADY RIGHT NOW.

Danny: *reaches out and touches Colleen’s hand* Colleen: *flinches back* What are you doing? DANNY. DANNY, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD. You seriously have no idea how you come across. Joy is watching all this like “wow....ok.”

Danny used to fight in illegal fight clubs on his way back from K’un Lun. Along with his obtaining an illegal fake ID. New headcanon: Danny is actually super connected to the criminal underground worldwide. Mob bosses everywhere have a soft spot for him. He’s somewhere on a mission with Ward/Colleen/Defenders/HfH and acting like he knows the area, someone recognizes him and he starts chatting cheerfully with them, suddenly they’re being greeted and helped out by people deep in the black market scene while Danny bear hugs someone that most people clearly fear and his companions look on with wide eyes.

Danny, a literal billionaire: Remember how I offered to pay you six months rent for helping me out? Colleen, broke as hell: My denial stands.

Danny: So how are we gonna tell Ward? (framing them - all three of them - as a team) Joy: lmao, are we thinking about the same Ward? You want to tell the most overprotective big brother in the world that men with hatchets attacked his sister? Do you remember what he did to those bullies when we were 8?

Gao: *black bags Harold, refuses to tell him where they’re taking him, doesn’t reveal that this particular instance is him landing on the ‘good’ side of the scale until the last possible second.*

Ugh, he just puts that sword back in the scabbard with all the blood still on it? Improper blade care

Oh yeah, I guess this is the audience’s first scene showing that Harold is capable of cold-blooded murder

I notice that this article may be the front page of the business section, but is NOT the front of the newspaper. Sorry, Jennifer.

[I had initially transcribed the article here, but have made it it's own post which can be found here. Notes on the article, though: Jennifer was very kind to the Meachums in it, given what Ward was actually saying. Also, which Bulletin employee fell down on grammar checking that thing?]

Danny’s Jeri-given apartment doesn’t have a number on the door, but does have some sort of cherry blossom branches etching in the plate?

The Hatchet box!!! (congrats again @Sholio LOL) Yang Hai-Qing wants Danny to get rid of the Hand too. He wasn’t gonna mess with them, explained they didn’t know about the Hand's involvement when they went after Joy, and apologized, but then the Hand came to his restaurant and killed one of his men anyway.

Ah yes, the great tattoo reveal. Also, is that a bullet’s pucker scar on Danny’s left shoulder?

[cyberth0t]

Simmer - Get to Know

Tagged: by @himbosims​

Your name: Sam

Languages you speak: english

Are you a mermaid: ...no?

Your play style: i haven’t played this game since may 2019. i call it Sims Moviemaker in my head

Your Selfsim picture: 

Stories or gameplay, builds, lookbooks, edits or cc: stories, and then...ten thousand au’s for those stories

Your favorite age state: imma say not applicable because...i don’t play

Your favorite season:  Personally, autumn. Like, IRL. 

Your favorite holiday: halloween!

How was your day: good. it snowed, i played kickball, taught improv games, and played a game called 200 Years Dungeon, all within the same 3 hrs

Your favorite career: scientist was pretty fun! 

Your favorite aspiration: renaissance sim

Your favorite EP, Sp or GP: a toss up between seasons and get together 

How old is your simblr: 7.5 months!

Have you woohooed: whomst? me??? yes, lots

Your favorite skill: fishing and cooking 

The size of your Mods folder: 4.5 GB currently, but i take out a folder called “Space Shit” and “Pirate Shit” when i’m not shooting any au’s and that brings it down to 3.5 lol

Your 3 favorite mods: MCCC, luumia’s lighting mods, and obviously the teleporter/poseplayer

Your interests (other than sims): writing. when im not writing this damn ass story im writing my other stories. maybe i’ll start linking to them, who knows

Your favorite sim (picture if possible): listen, i have TWO and nobody is surprised. i took this screenshot when i first started writing this fucking story and it’s still SO GOOD

Which Sims games you have played (including mobile games): i watched my elementary school bff play ps1 during sleepovers, ts2 for ps2, ts3, and now ts4

Propose a crazy scheme: eat the rich

Best part of simblr: finding other writers! i was writing in a vacuum before and connecting with others has been a godsend

Worst part of simblr: the weirdest drama?? but i was on tumblr in 2010 and barely anything tops that

What other games you play: the elder scrolls, dragon age, SDV. honestly i havent actually played any video games in months

For the fun: see above

For the thrills or just for the need to kill assholes: far cry 5, the last of us

Other websites or accounts (origin, twitter etc..): im not at liberty to say

Are you single: married af 

I tag: @boolpropism​, @the-laden-swallow​, @hnn-tr​, @desira-sims​

[enbyvee]

     i wrote a really tiny thing (like, just over four hundred words) for my dragon age au bc i just imagine this particular exchange a lot?? so now it exists and i can stop imagining

[robotslenderman]

Canon character BABIES

I just

love giving canon characters babies OK

I'm not even a kids person but it's just so fun to see how they take after their parents and what parts of them are all theirs.

My lot. Some are the kid of two canon characters, some are canon character/OC offspring.

Includes the Witcher, TES and Dragon Age characters.

THE WITCHER -

Avallac'h/Ciri -

Arianwen Elaine aep Zireael - Born post-TW3. Inherited Avallac'h's elfy appearance and his pale eyes, but Ciri's hair, so she looks very spectral. Dreamer, shy and introverted, but independent like her mother. Has more of the Elder Blood than her mother, due to also having Avallac'h's genes - since he was supposed to father Lara's child, I figured any kid of his and Ciri's would have immense power. Grows up to become Aen Saevherne (sp) training under Ida Emean (whom I headcanon as Lara in hiding, whose reaction to finding out Avallac'h had a kid with her descendant was "WTF NO???" and practically kidnapped Arianwen to keep her away from him).

Morgan Wynne aep Zireael - Twin of Aria. Can pass as fully human. Inherited her father's blond hair and mother's eyes. Takes more after her mother, but unlike the rest of the family she just wants to have a quiet life running her own business without any drama, kthx. Unlike Aria, she inherited her mother's impatience. Her powers never had time to manifest.

Killed when Aria’s powers manifested; Aria was trying to light a candle with magic out of sheer boredom and blew up the house. It fucked Aria up big time.

Eredin/Ciri -

Milva aep Zireael - Older half-sister of the twins, born pre-TW3, grew up in an orphanage and then a brothel before Avallac'h found her and brought her to Tir na Lia. Eventually groomed to assume the throne, because there's an ongoing succession crisis, and she's the heir of BOTH Eredin and Auberon, while also being the kid of Zireael, so that was a no-brainer. Ge'els was like "thank fuck I don't have to be in charge any more." Has an arranged marriage with Ge'els to smooth the transition. Their marriage is... interesting. Milva has a lot of Eredin's ruthlessness, and never forgave Ciri for abandoning her at birth, but gets along well with Arianwen and Avallac'h.

Arianwen/Caranthir (he survived in this AU STFU) -

Rosalind aep Arianwen - Due to her ancestry, Rosalind is ridiculously powerful and pretty much the epitome of what the elves were aiming for in their Elder Blood experiments. She's all but a god before she hits puberty. Don't know much else about her, except she grew up under the watchful eye of her aunt Milva, and her parents are friends and not lovers. She is the weapon the Aen Elle wanted to make Ciri and Lara into.

THE ELDER SCROLLS -

Mehra/Elam Drals -

Evalsea Sadri - Grew up with the Morag Tong, unaware her real parents gave her up at birth. Raised by Ashur. Lazy like her father, can quite happily sit in one spot all day and never, ever move. Not too bad at fighting, but prefers poisons and methods of killing that are less... exerting. Why tire yourself out having a full on fight when you can just snipe someone? Fuck that nonsense, the Morag Tong is full of melodramatic edgelords who have no sense of practicality, she just does her job and fucks off home.

Rowan/Mannimarco -

Silurie Roseheart - Working name, might change it. Inherited Mannimarco's brilliance and arrogance, but also enough of her mother's compassion to take the edge off. Very, very, VERY easily bored. Grows up unaware her father is Mannimarco - she has a relationship with him, but Rowan wanted to shield her from it so Mannimarco uses a fake name when he interacts with his daughter. Mannimarco barely sees her during her childhood and even Rowan is often away, but it genuinely didn't affect Silurie - growing up on Artaem surrounded by people who left their families behind meant she had no idea growing up without your parents wasn't normal, so she never felt that she was missing out on anything. Valsirenn is her closest mother figure, along with her maternal grandmother Eilonwy. Her relationship with her father is warm - he likes giving her near-impossible tasks to keep her occupied. Her reaction to eventually figuring out who her father really is, to both Valsirenn' and Eilonwy's horror, is "that's AWESOME.”

DRAGON AGE -- 

Hawke/Fenris -- 

Leandra Hawke -- Now known as “Liriel Lavellan”. Yup, that’s right, Liriel was originally a FenHawke baby! In spirit, she’ll always be their kid.

She still has her original parents’ traits -- she takes a lot after Fenris. Incredibly passionate about what she believes in and will Fight You and give you Opinions whether you want them or not. Has his eyes, his face and his hair. She does, however, have her mother’s happy-go-lucky, “out of sight, out of mind” mentality rather than her father’s broodiness.

Solas/Liriel Lavellan -- 

Man I have a whole tag dedicated to their family.

[nightdragonfly-arts]

Well, Dragon age AU guys? AU belongs to my friend @omint

In short: Craig is inquisitor, Tweek is avvar, Token is done of this because only he care about Inquisiton and do all work. 

[ateezartblog]

okay so. I’ve decided ateez in dragon age 3 au. 

Not all of it works but aesthetics :))

I’m struggling with Seonghwa and Mingi.. 

Any ideas ?  | Link to Info here

Seonghwa : Quinari Mage | Storm & Winter | Sp. Necromancer 

Mingi : Quinari Warrior | 

Hongjoong : Elf Rouge | Double Daggers & Subterfuge | Sp. Assassin

Yeosang : Elf Mage | Storm & Inferno | Sp. Rift Mage or Knight Enchanter 

Wooyoung : Human Mage | Storm & Winter | Sp. Necromancer 

San : Human Rouge | Archer & Sabotage | Sp. Artificer 

Jongho : Human Warrior | 2HW & Vanguard | Sp. Champion

Yunho : Human Warrior | S&S & Battlemaster | Reaver 

[dreiidrie]

My face hurts- I fell so hard for that dragon age au.. it’s so beautiful, it hurts uwu

T OT I’M SO HAPPY THAT THERE ARE DRAGON AGE FANS IN THE SP FANDOM- ASDFG I’m soo glad you like it! ; o;