#talys plays stray gods

[talysalankil]

well i hooked up with the goat man. now what.

[rhyske]

my cats are strictly indoor cats, ragdolls can't be outside because they don't have any street smarts. slinky has been indoors since we got her and she wouldn't handle it well if she managed to escape. Totmes was a stray for around 3 weeks or so but idk if he would remember how to live on the streets hahah, he tries to escape sometimes or sits in front of the front door like he wants to go outside. he's not very smart he ran into a lot of stuff when he had Zoomies when he was little, so he's probably lost a lot of brain cells too. slinky is the smartest of the three.

Weeeell.... I'm not planning on romancing Garrus..... but we'll see what happens when I actually get there hahah. Liara for ME1 at the very least and then we'll see if I either switch to Tali or Garrus, it's between them three at least haha. I've played some more now and it's starting to get a little bit more fun. do you recommend doing any specific side quests?

Ohh I also play as a rouge, elf or more specifically a drow! I had my backstory session today and it was so much fun. I was very nervous since I have never played before. 💜

Gods they sound so cute 🥺 I don't think you can put pictures in asks, can you? Belphie used to sit in front of the front door a lot before he learned that sitting in front of there = getting smacked in the face with the door if someone comes in. He sits on the stairs now instead 😆

Oh man. For 1, I usually don't bother with side quests. But for 2? Aaaallll the loyalty missions. For the DLC, Overlord and, specifically post game, The Arrival (it activates super early with Hackett wanting you to go solo on a rescue mission). 3 I tend to do a lot of side stuff, but nothing super specific I can think of at the moment. For its DLC, you can do any of them at any time but I HIGHLY recommend doing The Citadel DLC right before the end of the game or even after the game by reloading your save. It is the best DLC I've ever played, hands down.

What's made the game more fun? (:

My first was an elf rogue! :D Backstories are the worst to come up with but also the most fun!

Oh! I went on a walk with Belphie today! Harness and all! Look! He takes me into bushes and such so I always have to dress to protect 😆

[theprettyarachnid]

can we have a jayce a-z? only of you're okay with it ofc!

a/n: jayce supremacy ＿|￣|○ like literally please let me suck your—

warnings: nsfw!

a (aftercare)

Jayce is a firm believer in cuddles after sex. He's usually kind of tired afterwards so he becomes a lot more affectionate and relaxed, like he actually lets his guard down during these moments.

He makes sure you're completely comfortable afterwards and takes care of any bruising that may have occurred. If he isn't too tired, he massages any areas of your body that hurt. You cannot convince me that Jayce isn't a literal god at giving massages, have you seen those hands??

The second he knows that you're comfortable and satisfied, don't expect to be able to do anything for the next hour or so. He practically lays on top of you and wants you to play with his hair until he falls asleep. If you try to move or stop playing with his hair or rubbing his back, he literally whines.

fucking drama queen

b (body part)

Jayce would probably choose either his arms or his hair. Even though his hair isn't technically a body part, he just loves the way your hands automatically play with it or tug on it whenever you two are having an intimate moment whether that's sleeping or having sex.

He likes his arms just because of how easily he can pick you up. It doesn't really matter how much you weigh to him, he's fucking strong. The image of you underneath him, both of his arms trapping you while you're moaning his name is permanently burned into his memory.

If anyone ever asked him, he would give some bullshit cheesy answer like "oh, i love y/n's eyes". He tries so hard to keep that 'Golden Boy' image but at the end of the day... he really just wants a piece of ass.

His hands placements are very subtle in public but one hand is always on or near your ass. Whenever he picks you up, his instinct is to squeeze it. Any time he sees you in skirts or tight pants, he loses his mind. Especially because he knows you do it on purpose.

c (cum)

He likes to cum in your mouth and does expect you to swallow it. He's wiping any stray tears on your face while calling you his 'good girl/boy' so i mean... it's kind of worth it.

Another place is obviously inside you. To be honest he doesn't care if the both of you are overstimulated and tired, he fucks it deeper into you anyway.

d (dirty secret)

Jayce wants you to tie him up and have your way with him. He's tired of making all the decisions, he just wants to be fucked to the point where he can barely remember his own name.

You've topped before but he always ends up flipping you over because he gets impatient. He wants to be unable to do that, no matter how much he may want to. He wants to be used.

e (experience)

Listen, Jayce Talis got bitches alright? He's pretty experienced and knows what he's doing. It might take him a second to figure out what you're into but like I said, he knows what he's doing.

f (favourite position)

He likes taking you from behind the most. He can easily grab your hair and bend you farther down when he pleases. He also gets a perfect view of your ass. Many times Jayce will move his hand and rub circles into your clit when you're close to cumming.

Your ass is also gonna be raw by the end so have fun sitting for the next day or two.

g (goofy)

I can actually see Jayce being kind of funny during sex. Obviously he knows when it's appropriate to make a joke or tease you but he's on the lighthearted side for the most part.

Whenever you try to take the lead on things, he definitely makes a few jokes mainly because he's excited.

h (hair)

Now I know we saw Jayce shirtless during that one scene but I imagine him having a little more hair. Don't get me wrong, he keeps it neat and tidy, especially down there, but he has chest hair that's slightly darker than the hair on his head.

i (intimacy)

Jayce kind of pampers you so there's always some kind of romantic gesture. It could be something simple like picking you up bridal style while kissing you or he might buy you something nice to wear. Either way there's always something.

If he hasn't seen you in awhile, he loves just kissing down your body while complimenting you and massaging your hips or your thighs.

j (jerk off)

There have been times where Jayce has gone days without seeing you. He's usually a ball of anxiety whenever he's working and he has a pretty high sex drive so he sometimes has no choice but to relieve himself.

He doesn't do it super often, only when it actually becomes a problem and he can't distract himself from the somewhat obvious and uncomfortable boner in his pants.

k (kink)

dear lord for i have sinned

He has a size kink. The fact that he can so easily overpower you anytime he wants is very satisfying to him. If you ever say he's too big, he immediately starts teasing you and promises that he'll be gentle.

Jayce is an exhibitionist. He loves having sex with you in either a public restroom during a party, in the lab, or in his office because the idea of someone seeing you like this because of him is a huge ego booster. He also just loves the idea of people knowing that you're his and only his.

It's not a major one but he a has a small breeding kink. Every once in a while he just thinks about getting you pregnant and he turns somewhat feral.

l (location)

Either at home or literally any important event that you've gone to with him. He doesn't give a shit that he's the main person that people want to see during those events, he will drag you to the nearest empty room and fuck you.

m (motivation)

Jayce gets turned on when you're angry at him. He doesn't know why he finds it attractive when you're yelling at him or giving him attitude, he just does.

He's... also a bit of a masochist so anytime you dig your nails into his back and draw blood or when you bite his shoulder when you cum, he immediately wants to go for another round.

n (no!)

He doesn't like it when you purposely do something to get him jealous. It's just... no.

o (oral)

I think we've all agreed Jayce loves when you sit on his face so just, let this man do what he loves. He wraps his arms around your legs and pulls you down onto his face. He tries to keep you there as long as he can before you're squirming.

When he's upset or angry about something, he almost begs you to give him a blowjob. You always smile to yourself knowing he wants you that badly but you never tease him in the moment. Only afterwards do you tease him about how needy he sounded.

p (pace)

Jayce is a very passionate person so sometimes he accidentally manhandles you. But I swear it's just because he loves you and wants to be close to you. Although he can be a little rough, his pace is a pretty good rhythm.

q (quickie)

He is a fan of quickies. Any time you visit him while he's working, he pulls you into a kiss while his hands roam various parts of your body.

You've learned to lock the door most of the time whenever you come to see him.

r (risk)

Jayce is a big risk taker, literally to the point where he could lose his job. Heimerdinger or Mel will be in the other room while he's fucking you, shooshing you to be quiet or else you'll get caught.

s (stamina)

He can go for about 3 rounds but after that, he's tired. Depending on how many times he's cummed is how long he'll last. The more he cums, the shorter he lasts because he gets overstimulated but he lasts for a somewhat longish time.

t (toy)

He doesn't really own toys but one day he thought about getting you a remote control vibrator that he can have control over and it was all he could think about. He brought it up with you first and when you said that it sounded kind of hot, he bought it.

He likes to use it most when he has a long day of meetings and he can turn up the vibrations whenever he wants. It catches you off guard a lot of the time, so those days you just try to stay home. He likes to keep it at the high vibration for a while until he's sure you've had a few orgasms in a row.

He does this all while discussing important issues in Piltover as if he's not thinking of you as a moaning mess. 💀

u (unfair)

Many times, Jayce will only tease if you started it. There are times when he's just feeling like being a prick but he enjoys giving you what you want.

v (volume)

He's kind of loud, it's a mix between him complimenting you and moaning.

w (wild card)

jesus i hate writing this part

Jayce likes to make you cum multiple times in a row using the shower head. He'll keep it there until you're literally crying for him to stop from overstimulation.

x (x-ray)

i mean... he's 6'7. He's pretty big in length but he's a bit more girth I'd say

y (yearning

This man is horny like almost all of the time.

my man whore <3

z (zzz...)

He falls asleep fairly quickly but he needs to be having some kind of physical contact with you. But he just nuzzles into your neck and falls asleep.

[itsthemoofacewriting]

Midnight dip

This is for the ZoNami event on Tumblr. A huge thank you to Zonamievents, Evilishei and Tali-workshop for organising this.

There’s actually a prequel to this that I have planned, not related to the prompts or event but within the same ‘universe’ at this. I wanted to write that first, but I actually want to post on time for an event for once.

Also, I’m British, so this is going to follow the British education system. It doesn’t’ really matter for this that much though; think it’ll affect the prequel more.

Summary: Because a game of dare or double dare was never going to end well. ZoNami. University AU.  Rating: M. Gets a bit explicit towards the end... 

Can also be found on AO3 and FFN. 

@zonamievents

Enjoy!

It had all started as a bit of fun.

It was a late Friday night and they were all huddled in Usopp’s dorm room playing a game of truth or dare spin the bottle. Except the truth option had been thrown out the window immediately. Luffy had stated they’d all been friends long enough to know each other’s darkest truths so it wouldn’t be exciting. Instead it had been changed to dare or double dare spin the bottle.

Foolishly, they’d all agreed.

So far, it had all been fairly childish. Poor Chopper had to drink a glass of salted milk, Luffy had to do the worm across the floor and Sanji was made to trade shirts with Zoro. Something that had sent the whole group into fits, Zoro’s top on Sanji was fine, even if it did drown Sanji and sent him into a fit of rage. But Sanji’s shirt on Zoro? Zoro couldn’t exhale fully after being forced to button it all the way up and even then, the buttons strained, and the sleeves cut into his arms.

And it had carried on that way until the last dare. The mood in the room changed instantly.

Brook had just dared Franky to streak across campus. It was clear between them all that the childish dares were over.

Franky, to his credit, had barely made a fuss and instead took to discussing the technicalities of the dare. It was easy to say Franky wasn’t ashamed of his body, probably a bit too proud of it if anything. Each of them, at one point or another, had walked into Franky strutting about in just his underwear and, in some cases, more than once.

So they all ran to the window and crowded around it to watch from above as Franky stripped off below in the dark and took off across the green. He hollered whilst whipping his underwear around in circles above his head to draw even more attention to himself, not even bothering to cover his privates. Students that were still out jeered and cat called, which only fuelled the PhD student into making even more of a spectacle.

Ten minutes later and they were clapping as he walked through the door. It would be rude not to, Franky had truly gone above and beyond. He laughed and bowed before he sat back down next to Robin.

It was Usopp’s turn to spin the bottle next and everyone fell silent again, jitters filling the air as the bar had just be raised. Nami was trying to will it not to fall on her, she’d already gone earlier in the game and had to hug Sanji. Bless Chopper, his dares weren’t the best, but he’d really tried, and even she knew she’d had an easy pass.

But now. Now she was nervous.

Everyone watched with bated breath as it spun, and her stomach dropped as she watched it slow down, closing in on her. It wobbled and then stopped, aimed at her.

She desperately tried to keep a poker face and pretend to be unbothered that it’d landed on her, but that was hard to do when Usopp had such a vicious twinkle in his eye. She tried to keep calm because really, what could be worse than streaking?

“You have to go skinny dipping,” Usopp said deviously, his face filled with mirth.  

“What?!” She said, appalled at the suggestion.

“And take Zoro, he’s got uncanny luck with this,” Usopp added casually, jabbing his thumb towards the man seated next to her. It was true, so far, the bottle hadn’t landed on Zoro and he hadn’t had to complete a single dare. The top switching had been Sanji’s dare that he’d been dragged into. Even if it still felt like punishment.

“Oi, why am I being dragged into this?” Zoro argued, arms crossed despite the shirt’s protests.

“You’re her boyfriend and you’ll make sure she’ll actually do it.”

“Robin didn’t have to streak with Franky and they’re together!” Nami had no idea why she was trying to wiggle Zoro out of this instead of herself, but it’s really all she had right now.

“Robin’s already had her own dare and Zoro’s a man of his word. He knew the rules upon entering and I have no doubt he’ll see it through.”

Goddamn Usopp’s flawless logic. She was going to strangle him after all of this.

“Also, Zoro’s good for protection,” Robin chimed in. “Late night skinny dipping isn’t safe for a woman alone, unfortunately.”

Zoro frowned at their reasoning and Nami knew he was mulling it over. He was going to cave. That traitor.

Usopp intervened before Nami could protest any further. “Of course, if you don’t want to do that, there’s always the double dare option.” Usopp’s eyes strayed to Sanji as he said that and Nami was flabbergasted at her best friend’s cunning. They’d definitely spent too much time together.

She grit her teeth, knowing she’d run out of options but refused to back down and Usopp met her gaze unwaveringly, the smirk challenging her to take the double dare instead.

The nail in the coffin was when Sanji threw his arm into the air and spoke up, “I volunteer to go with Nami!”

Zoro was on his feet and pulling Nami out of the door before anyone could chime in, Usopp shouting behind them it had to be at least half an hour.

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.

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“This is so stupid!” Nami hissed as they walked towards the indoor pool located across campus. It’d be long closed by now, so not only did they have to swim naked but also break in.

“I know, but we agreed to play so we have to see it through,” Zoro said firmly, not budging.

“Come on Zoro, no one will know if we don’t do it. We can just go shower with our clothes on and go back.”

Zoro seemed to contemplate that and for a moment, she thought she’d won him over. It was a good idea after all.

Until, “Franky didn’t get that option.”

So close.

“Franky’s an idiot for not thinking of it!” Even if his dare had been hilarious, it’s not her fault he’s eager to show off his body.

“What are you really worried about?” He was eyeing her critically and she knew she was busted. There was no point lying, he’d see straight through her.

Head low, she murmured under her breath.

He stopped walking and turned to her. “What?”

“It’s embarrassing!” She blurted, face starting to colour at the admission.

Zoro looked confused. “Nami, I’ve seen you naked before. How is this any different?”

That didn’t help the flush on her face. “Because it’s out in the open and what if we get caught?”

“You’re with me, we’re not getting caught and after all the other stupid stuff we’ve done, this isn’t that big.” He caught her hand and pulled slightly to get her to walk again.

It was true though. Their group was notorious around campus for their hijinks, although Nami would argue it’s all Luffy’s fault. Even though she definitely started that fight at the last party they’d thrown.

Zoro sighed. “I’m sure you can weasel your way into charging Usopp for this.”

“Oh! You’re a genius Zoro, you’re absolutely right, I can!” She gave him a swift kiss of the cheek and started skipping, enthused at the idea and now pulling him along instead.

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Her enthusiasm died a death when the swimming pool building came into view, but she didn’t have much time to think about it as Zoro hurried her along to the back door of the building. It was a balmy night already but the thought of what she was about to do only made them sweat more.

“This is so stupid,” Nami grumbled under her breath, she gained nothing from this other than humiliation.

“Quit you’re whining and hurry up before we get spotted!” His back towards her and his eye trained on the landscape around them.

She heard the last click and the door slowly creeped open.

They both agreed to keep the lights switched off to avoid drawing attention, the moonlight filtering in through the large glass windows was enough to illuminate the room and the swimming pool twinkled back at them. It would almost be romantic if they hadn’t just broken in and were about to strip naked to fulfil a dare from their stupid friend.

If the atmosphere was awkward when they entered, Zoro either wasn’t aware or paying attention to it as he casually stripped. But Nami was and her eyes tore away from him as he dropped the last piece of clothing on his body, instead trying to focus on the belt around her hips. He’d did it with such ease and yet she was still fully dressed. Somehow that made this even worse.

Behind her, Zoro rolled his eye, taking in the still clothed form of his girlfriend.

“I actually wanted to go to the gym in the morning,” He whispered into her ear, having crept up behind her.

She jumped, but kept her voice level, “No one’s stopping you.”

“You are if you don’t hurry up.” His hands slid over hers, making quick work of her belt and letting it fall to the floor, then moving on to her skirt. “But I have no qualms with helping you.”

Goosebumps erupted along her arms when he said that, his breath hot on her neck and she briefly wondered if he was trying to get her to relax. If he was, it was working as she felt their normal banter coming to the surface.

“Oh, how chivalrous of you,” amusement in her tone as she turned around to face him. Her hands gripped the bottom of her top to pull it over her head and his shortly after found the clasp of her bra to join her top on the floor.

“There we go, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” He looked far too pleased with himself and before she could question it, he was bending down, his arms wrapping around her bare legs to heave her up on his shoulder.

“Ready?” And his body was turning towards the pool and she swore when she looked over his shoulder at the pool it twinkled ominously at her.

Oh, god no. She knew exactly what this meant.

“Wait, no, Zoro! Let me down!” She screeched, her hands smacking at his back. She wasn’t worried about him dropping her, but she wanted to do this with some grace at least.

But her pleas fell on deaf ears as he started running towards the pool.

“No, Zoro-” She tried again but was cut off by him

“Hold your breath.”

And suddenly he was jumping, his arms tightening around her. She managed to hold her breath just in time as they met the freezing water.

It was only a second underwater before Zoro was pushing them back up to the surface and he adjusted her so that she was no longer hanging over his shoulder.

“You idiot,” she spluttered, her hands furiously trying to push her hair away from her face and keep her balance. She could only imagine how many tangles would be in it after this.

It seemed he hadn’t heard her; his head was thrown back and his laugh echoed around the empty building. No doubt at her bedraggled appearance but she couldn’t find it in herself to be angry with him. They’d both been stressed lately; University was only getter harder as the years went on and it’d been a while since she’d truly seen him so relaxed. But that didn’t mean she’d let him get away with it. She removed one hand from his shoulder to splash water at his face.

“Oi, that went in my mouth!” He’d stopped laughing now, but there was still humour in his voice.

“Serves you right, enjoy chlorine and pee!” It was her turn to laugh at his disgruntled face, but it didn’t last long when a smirk crawled across his face.

Nami didn’t like that look and suddenly she was pushing away from his body to swim away in fear of retribution. She didn’t get far when he caught her foot to drag her back towards him and the room was filled with her giggles as she glided across the water.

The fact that they were naked, in a pool late at night after illegally breaking in slipped from their minds as they started to mess around. Both splashing water at each other, Zoro carrying Nami around the pool on his back and having mini races across the length of the pool, as they completely lost themselves to the moment. They were either unaware or didn’t care that they’d been in the pool well over half an hour.

They calmed down shortly afterwards and as Nami took in the sight of Zoro laid on his back, floating as he looked up at the ceiling, she realised how silly she’d been. What had she even been nervous for? It was Zoro, for god sake. She’d known him for so many years, that of course if he was here it’d be fine.

Following his lead, she turned on her back to float towards the ceiling and somehow managed to bump into him, the water gliding her towards him.

“This is nice,” she said softly, reaching for his hand so she didn’t float away.

“See, told you it’d be okay.” His hand gripped hers back.

“Yeah, yeah, enjoy your one moment.” Nami rolled her eyes at him, not that he could see that. “The view’s pretty good too.” And her gaze left the ceiling to flit over his body before coyly smirking at him when he turned to look back at her.

He matched her expression, his gaze tracing a similar path over her body. “Yeah, have to agree with you there,” he responded lowly.

Gone was the serene atmosphere, instead replaced with something heavier when Zoro’s eye flitted down to her lips again but it was Nami who drew in closer to seal their lips together. The angle was slightly awkward, until he stood up to walk closer to her and bring her in. She followed his lead and the new position meant she could slant their lips together and drape her arms over his broad shoulders.

His hands slid along her waist and encouraged her to press even closer until their chests were pressed together. When her tongue swept across his bottom lip, his hands smoothed along her body to her behind and she took the initiative to wrap her legs around his waist.

The new position raised her slightly and when Zoro was finished exploring her mouth, he left her lips to trail kisses down her neck, his teeth nipping along the way. She moaned, her hands threading through his hair to keep him pressed against her neck and ground her hips against him. He groaned back and started walking them towards the shallower section of the pool where he sat her on the edge and stood between her parted legs.

She could feel him hard and pressed up against her thigh and when his thumb brushed against her nipple, she rolled her hips against him.

“Eager?” She could feel him smirking against her neck.

“And you aren’t?” To prove her point, she rolled her hips again and felt the hand clutching at her hip dig in slightly.

One of her hands left his hair to travel between his legs to grip his cock and she nipped at his lip before whispering in his ear, “Come on Zoro, you said it yourself, you don’t have all night.”

That seemed to get him moving. Their next kiss was bruising, lips hurriedly moving against the others as he rolled his hips into hers and just as she was about to say something else, his hand was teasing her lips between her legs. It may not have been exactly what she was after, but it was something. She moaned against his lips and rolled her hips into his fingers, hands pulling at his hair to anchor herself to something.

He groaned back when he felt how wet she was and that seemed to be the thing that pushed him over the edge, his hand moved from between her legs to grab her hips and bring her closer. One hand kept her close whilst he used his other to line himself up with her but suddenly stilled and she groaned in frustration when he didn’t push into her like she expected.

His palm covered her mouth and he was no longer looking at her, looking to the side and concentrated on the sounds around them. She stilled, going stiff at his sudden shift in demeanour and tried to listen for anything new.

In the distance they heard a quiet, “Hello? Is someone here?” and the lights in the corridor leading to the main door to the swimming pool flicked on.

Nami could feel the colour draining from her face as she looked in horror towards the main door.

That threw cold water on the mood.

“Oh shit! Move, move!” Zoro harshly whispered, pushing her legs out of the water before hurriedly pulling himself out of the pool. He was grabbing at her hand to pull her to her feet once he was out and that seemed to get her moving.

They both ran around trying to find their clothes, throwing pieces they’d picked up that weren’t theirs to the other and frantically dressing so they were at least somewhat decent before they went outside. Zoro finished before her and pushed her shaking hands away to finish buttoning up her skirt, throwing her belt over his shoulder.

“Wait, Zoro, where’s my-”

But he didn’t stop to listen, his hands urgently pushing her towards the door they’d come through as he eyed the other door where the lights had just turned on.

They’d just made it outside and up the little hill behind some bushes when the main lights to the pool flicked on, the person walking around inquisitively.

“Zoro-,” Nami whispered next to him.

“Shh, not now. I wonder if they’re going to come out here?” He whispered back, eye trained on the room, watching the person walk around.

“Zoro,” Nami whispered harshly, unamused at being ignored and interrupted, “Give me my underwear.”

That finally caught his attention. He turned to look at her in surprise. “Huh? I don’t have your underwear?”

“What?! But I saw you pick up something?”

And Zoro raised his hand to show his own underwear, not hers.

“Then…If you don’t have it…”

And their heads snapped back to watch the person cautiously walking around the swimming pool and stopped at the small pile of fabric on the floor.

Nami’s underwear.

The person poked at it and as soon as they identified what it was, shook their head and pinched it between their fingers before dumping it into the bin.

“That was my nicest pair, I have a matching bra!” Nami bemoaned and briefly, she wondered if she’d be able to break in again to steal it back.

“There’s no way you’re going back for them.” Damn it, Zoro knew her too well.

“You owe me a new thong! You have no idea how expensive that was,” Nami said venomously.

“You can’t be serious? How is this my fault?” He argued back.

“Had enough time to pick up your underwear I see?” She raised an eyebrow at the boxers in his hands. The absolute insult, they were so cheap and came from the supermarket. Honestly, he had no taste.

He spluttered back at her. “You didn’t say anything!”

“I tried to, but you pushed me.”

“Did you want to get caught standing commando discussing your underwear?”

Nami huffed but had to admit he was right. Begrudgingly.

“Let’s go, I’m getting a draft,” Nami sighed, mourning the loss, there was no getting them back now.

He barked a laugh behind her but followed, keeping low until they were far away from the building and on their way back to her dorm room. The game of dare or double dare long forgotten.

The next day, no one mentioned the email the whole student body received, warning them all about the repercussions of breaking into locked buildings or having private swimming lessons late at night.

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Nothing brings me more joy than cockblocking my OTPs and pretending security cameras don’t exist.

Please excuse any mistakes.

Thanks for reading.

[ellstersmash]

Three: Fifteen

Fandom: Dragon Age

Pairing: Solas x f!Lavellan (Modern!AU)

Rating: overall E for Explicit | this chapter T for Teen

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    [  Results were inconclusive. Again. Any last-minute suggestions?  ]

Athi reads the message from Solas, then reads it again. Is ready to send back [???] but her phone buzzes again before she has the chance.

    [  Apologies. That was not intended for you.   ]

She smirks—

no shit

—deletes her question, taps out a response.

    [  :* i miss u too   ]

    [  oop sry. wrong #   ]

    [  Ha Ha.   ]

    [  sry bout ur results :(   ]

    [  Thank you. What are you doing today?  ]

“That Solas?” Sera says, not bothering to look up from her unbroken line of yellow glitter glue. “Tell him to suck it.”

    [  arts n crafts   ]

Athi snaps a quick picture of the mess they’ve made in their living room and sends it to him.

    [  sera says suck it   ]

    [  Of course she does.  ]

“He says hi.”

Sera gags dramatically. “Thought you wanted to help with all this, not flirt with your boyfriend.”

A snotty retort itches behind Athi’s teeth but she stifles it. Rolls her eyes instead and tosses her phone aside, the device bouncing once to rest face-down on the sofa cushion. She picks up a thick black marker with pungent permanent ink, and gets back to work filling in the block letters Sera lined earlier.

Her boyfriend. Gods, but that sounds strange. Childish. Like they go on dates behind the primary school, or pretend not to be having sex in the room down the hall from someone's parents’. And yet she finds herself giddy at the thought. To be fair, it’s all she has for the moment. The thought. He's off on some adventure, and she's stuck here. Again. They'd only had that one perfect day, breakfast and window shopping and holding hands like real life lovers under trees full of dry rainbow leaves fluttering their applause. And then he took a phone call and went home to pack and left first thing in the morning.

She wonders just how often this happens.

How important could it be? Not like a bunch of ancient artifacts are going to up and wander off if he can’t go poke at them right away. A mental note to ask him later, and she moves this poster to the pile of finished ones and exchanges it for another that says “YOUR VILLAGE —> OUR CITY.” Cute, though maybe a smidge too reliant on humans knowing their history.

“Sure you don’t want to come?” Sera asks.

“That’s not—” Athi sighs. “I told you, I have work.”

“Yeah, but isn’t this more important?”

“I don’t know. Do you want rent paid?”

Sera quiets, kicking her legs back and forth as she works. Her glue bottle sputters, spits shimmer all over. A frustrated grunt and she tosses it aside, rolls onto her back.

“I’m just saying you should care is all. ‘S not going to get any better if nobody makes noise, and nobody’s making it for us.”

“Us?" Athi scoffs. "When we met, you said—and I quote—‘So glad you’re not one of those elfy elves.’”

“Yeah, well, therapy’s all right. Besides, it’s not for elves, or not just. It’s for whoever gets stepped on. That means us.”

“I didn’t know you were in therapy.” 

“Maybe I don’t tell you everything," Sera mutters. “Thought of that?”

Athi caps her marker and lays it down. It’s just a feeling, but it's nagging. Persistent. Like and yet unlike the one she still gets when her papae calls her by her full name. Isalathena Sulahnera Lavellan, come here this instant, and it’s heavy on her chest, sitting right on top of her breastbone. Guilty, but she's not.

“What’s wrong?” she asks. Throws it out there before the feeling gets stale and she decides it's something she can live with.

“Nothing.”

“Right, ok, except for it’s not, so come on. Let's get it out and over with.”

Sera sits up, blonde hair sticking out in a couple new directions. “What’s your problem?”

“You! You’ve been acting weird all week, Ser. Haven’t come in for lunch or been home at night, responded to texts—”

“If you think I want to be in the next room while you and—”

“Oh, so you have a problem with Solas? That was one—”

“No!” Sera groans in frustration. “I mean, yeah, he is kind of old, and talks about old stuff a lot, and he’s all”—she straightens her spine into an uncomfortable posture, then slouches again—“but I like him well enough.”

"Then what?"

Sera stares at her hands for a while. Then out the window. Then at the wall. Then back at her hands. Athi’s patience is thin on a good day, and it takes a lot of willpower to keep quiet as Sera opens her mouth and closes it again, false start after false start.

Finally, Sera blurts out: “I want to ask Dagna to move in.”

Athi has no idea what she was expecting, but not that. Searching for some way to relate it to her own behavior, to justify her feeling or shove it aside, she takes so long to form a response that Sera begins to fidget.

“You what?” she asks at last, thoroughly stumped.

“I want to ask Dagna—”

“Yeah, I…” Athi tries to catch up, shuffles through the past month as best as she can in the pause between. “Here?”

Sera squints at her like she's stupid, but that's fair. It was a stupid thing to say. 

“No, my mother's. Yes here!” 

“I’m sorry, I didn't realize you two were dating again. What’s it been, a year since you broke up?” 

“Yeah. You were out at your friend’s place. Better you missed the makeup sex, though, yeah? More room for fun.” 

At first Sera’s cheeky grin has Athi smiling too. It’s a relief to talk about someone else’s shit instead of her own, but then Sera glances toward the couch and—

Oh.

Oh gods, she wouldn’t have . . . would she?

Athi gets up for a glass of water, makes it two at Sera’s request. Sits cross-legged on the coffee table when she comes back. Just to be safe.

“Isn’t it a bit fast?” she asks.

“Maybe. Doesn’t feel fast, though. If you add 'em all up it's been like, a few years or something, so it sort of works out to normal. If you think about it.”

“I guess.”

Sera empties her glass in one go. “Her lease is up next month,” she says.

Athi nods. “Right. So soon, then. Um… and if it doesn’t work out?” She leaves out the again, but it’s implied.

“But that’s why I should do it! See, I keep losing her because I’m not in. She was serious about us, but I kept messing around. Don’t even know why, really.” She looks on the edge of losing her momentum, halfway to introspection, then snaps back into the room. “But therapy! So this time, like Wicked Grace, right? I’m all in and she’ll see I mean it. And then it’ll work out.”

Her logic isn’t quite flawed but it’s far from perfect. Still, friends don't tell friends to be afraid. Especially when those friends have clearly put a lot of thought into their dynamic-altering life-changing decisions. So Athi drops the questions.

“Wow,” she says instead. “I didn’t know you felt that way about her.”

Sera shifts into soft focus and smiles, a faraway look in her eyes. “Me either.”

She seems so certain. Satisfied, and happy. Really, truly happy. And it’s kind of fucking beautiful.

Feeling overcome for no good reason, Athi goes back to her task. Long thick careful black lines, then short ones. She marks a pattern with them to make it less work and more play. Not that anyone will see unless they’re trying. And as she makes the spaces solid, a thought occurs to her.

“So,” she says, bright. Like it’s no big deal. “Do you want me to move out?”

“What? No! Course not. Why would you say that?”

There’s no time to answer. After so much silence, Sera bubbles over with unused conversation. 

“I mean, do you want to move out? You’re not moving in with Solas are you? Gross. Definitely too fast for that one. Bet he wants to get married first, in a chantry and everything. Is he Andrastian, do you know? Where is he, anyway? He travels a lot for work, right? Must be nice. Wonder if his job pays for it. Is he gone now?”

Too many questions, so Athi answers the last one.

“Yeah. Flies in late tonight. He’s picking me up after work.”

Sera snorts. “What, picking you up? So you wouldn’t get up to take him in, huh? Good girl. Stay strong. Trust me, you drive him once and you're in for forever.”

“No, he didn’t even ask. Figured he’d take a cab or something, but I guess he drove himself.”

“And paid for parking? What’s he, loaded?”

Athi grins and crosses her fingers.

“Real nice. I’m serious, Ath, that’s some weird psychopath shit. Nobody drives their own self to the airport. No one who has friends, anyway.”

"I think he's just used to being alone.”

“Way to make it sad.”

"Alone doesn't mean sad."

"It kind of is though. But then, he’s got people, right? Like Varric, and, well... I don’t know. People.”

Athi shrugs. “Habits can be hard to break, especially when you’re not trying.”

“Ooh. Very wise today."

"Shut up."

"I mean it!"

She doesn’t tell Sera about the other things. The books covering all his furniture. The busted bathroom door that he removed rather than replaced. The singular coaster on his side table. The way he forgets to be hospitable, then overcorrects, asks her if she needs anything three times in a row. His house, his life, is not prepared for the presence of others. Not meant to host company or take in strays or accommodate a lover, meant for him and his needs and his convenience and no more.

And she’s honestly not sure if that makes her an exception or an intruder.

--

“Woah.”

The door slams shut behind her. Very nearly catches her in the ass but she happened to freeze just beyond its reach.

The place is gutted. Or maybe it's not? Ceiling and walls are fine and nothing she can place is missing, tables and chairs and bottles of booze all present and accounted for, but it looks fucking empty. And clean, though she can’t tell if that’s real or just the lack of tasteless decor.

“I know, right?” Tali dumps a bucket of ice in the bin with the rest. “It was like this when I showed up today.”

Athi drifts in slow, perturbed by the smell of cleaning solution and the lack of clutter. Hangs her purse on the coat rack just inside the office, her jacket on top of that. Pulls her hair back, ties her apron, washes her hands.

“Were we robbed?” she asks, only half joking.

“Technically, that would be a burglary.”

“Were we burglarized?”

“You know,” Tali says, “If someone broke in just to take those awful knick-knacks and creepy pictures Seggrit had up, I say more power to ‘em. Enjoy your ghosts, thief!"

Athi giggles. “Worst was the cabin.”

“Are you kidding? I couldn’t even look at that family one. The kid’s vacant stare, blessed Andraste, I wanted to flip it around every time I walked in that door. And you know that cat had seen things. I mean, did Seggrit know them? Why were they on our wall?”

"Somebody had to keep an eye on us."

"And make sure we weren't flirting with tall handsome customers in the back alley?" Tali grins, tongue stuck out between her teeth.

"Why? You make that a habit too?"

Tali wrings out and refolds her bar towel. “Ok, sweetie. Keep your secrets. I'll get my details one day."

"Anyway." Athi gestures at the naked walls. "Change!"

"Right. It was Seggie for sure. He was here when I came in. Must have dealt with all that crap this morning, though I couldn't say what he did with all of it. Or why. Oh! And he left that.”

Tali reaches back and raps a knuckle on the fridge where a sheet of paper hangs. Athi slides it out from under the magnet. Scans its contents. Flips it writing-side-out toward Tali.

“The fuck is this?”

“A cleaning list.”

“I can see that. Seggrit made it?”

“Either that or your writer pal is moving in for real.”

“And that’s not strange to you? That he cares?”

Tali shrugs one shoulder. “Maybe he’s decided to rejuvenate this place. You know? Spruce it up, invest a little time, maybe hire some better bartenders.”

“Hey, don't sell yourself short."

"Bold of you to assume I meant myself."

“This is weird, though. Right?" She reads off the paper. "Sweep out back? Deep-clean the office? Dust the brick wall? Tali, most of these have nothing to do with anything. Where are the temp checks? Or the fucking tap lines? Or, you know, any of the shit we should actually be doing?"

“Beats me, babe. I'm just glad he's getting involved. You should’ve seen him whirling around here earlier. Something seems to have lit a fire under his rear-end.”

Another feeling, but she can't place this one. It all fits together somehow, or should. The list and the bare walls and the lack of fire hazards. Chewing on the puzzle, Athi picks a task at random, takes a spray bottle and a coffee filter to the windows. Even free of five years’ grime and in full sun, they don’t illuminate much. But that’s all right. The list says clean, and they are definitely that.

[spinyax]

Hey there!!! I saw the post asking about dnd character questions if we have them and hey!! I would love to hear an absolute infodump about your dnd characters because I love hearing about characterssss

IM SO GLAD YOU ASKED (under a read more bc its uh. very long)

SO starting off we have Orchid, my true neutral tiefling Ranger/Druid!

(art by @.spectralfelinae / @.spectralscribbles go check him out!)

- he has a pet swarm of butterflies and can turn into them since he's a circle of the swarm druid (the butterflies look identical to anyone else but he can identify each and every one of them)

- he doesn't speak! he's not mute, but in his culture they just don't talk. i haven't come up with a specific reason yet so if he comes into a campaign ill just let the dm figure that out lmao. he communicates with magic sign-language and if a spell requires verbal components he just whistles and makes bird calls instead

- he's lived in the forest for his whole life so any modern technology is VERY confusing to him and he's probably stabbed a train before

- one day im gonna hide him in a flower patch to ambush a target and its gonna look sick as hell

- personality wise he's very calm and serene, but also super brutal and unfeeling. kinda like Shinobu from Demon Slayer. (though the butterfly motif is unintentional aksjdhask)

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NEXT we have Taliesin, my neutral good Dragonborn Grave Cleric!

- He has a Russian/eastern european accent

- Taliesin (or tallie) used to be a battle medic in the military before the war ended and left him real fucked up.

- He eventually found sanctuary in a temple devoted to the Eternal Shepherd and became an acolyte, eventually becoming head of the temple

- That's also where he found his son, Galahad! He was left at the temple a la baby left on the steps of a church but instead of a baby its an egg and instead of a church its a death temple. Talie was the only one who remotely knew how to take care of an egg so he was put in charge of it.

- Admittedly, Talie had no fuckin clue how to take care of a kid, and a lot of his parenting techniques were probably fucked up in retrospect (teaching galahad to read via obituaries, teaching him math with bones, playing hide and seek in a cemetery, etc) but he genuinely loves his son and everytime i think about them i cry

- Galahad is grown up now and probably doing something in the world that makes talie proud

- It's not super well shown but talie wears skirts/dresses bc pants are a Hassle for dragonborn so he said fuck it

- He also has a pet bearded vulture named Carry it's short for Carrion) she helps him find stray corpses for him to bless and properly bury

- Personality: Taliesin is basically a healing/support main that's too old for this shit and is 👌 this fuckin close to snapping

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Xyraga Takimros! My first ever dnd character and the one i've changed the most over the years. She's a chaotic neutral half-elf rogue

[aight so i don't have recent art of her so uuuhhhhhh imagine there's a picture here]

- she's a dark skinned half-elf with long dark curly hair in a ponytail with a little bit covering her face. she has 3 scars on her face (one going over the bridge of her nose, one over her left eye bisecting the first scar, and another one on the corner of her chin) and yellow eyes.

- She used to be a member of the Courtyard of Miracles, a thieves/smuggler's den that focused on going out and stealing from rich cities to redistribute to their poor community

- she joined the court because her unofficial dad/caretaker was a founding member and she kinda got in because of that

- i have a whole bunch written on the court and how it was run but all you need to know is that xyra was the one who got stolen goods from point A to point B

- Xyra was a prominent member, known for being the fastest runner and the one who's been caught the least

- That's also where she met Bharu her orc husband. he was a bodyguard for her sometimes when they were transporting goods and eventually fell in love

- one day the courtyard is raided and xyra loses bharu in the chaos, so she's on a quest to find her dumbass husband and get the fuck out of dodge

- she also has a tattoo of a roadrunner bc that was her nickname when she still worked for the court (design isnt finalized but thats the Vibes im going for)

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Up next is Oni! Oni's a neutral evil tiefling/half-orc/half-demon/????? barbarian/warlock

(i know the sketch is super rough but it gets the idea across)

- Oni is a half-demon/half-orc who's essentially the antichrist. i'll be honest i'm probably not gonna stat her out like a proper PC but i might make her a BBEG if i ever DM (which is super unlikely but the chance isnt 0%)

- Her patron is her dad and they both loath that fact

- Her entire goal in life is to kill enough gods to gain enough power to kill her dad, since he has her lifeforce in the palm of his hand and can decide on a whim if she dies or not and she's not about that shit

- she looked and grew up like a normal orc until she hit puberty, and then all the demon features came in

- She's like, super tall. even for an orc at about 8 1/2-9ish feet

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THEN we have Halfey! She's my chaotic good high elf monk/bard

[i uh,,,, dont have an actual picture for her but i have a goofy lil sktch that'll just Have to Do]

- she's a dark skinned sun elf with a half-shaved head and bright red/pink curly hair

- she says she's 100 but she's actually only 75 years old (like 16 in Elf years)

- originally she and xyra were going to be twins separated at birth but i decided against it bc that was Too Much

- her parents are both high-ranking nobles and he was supposed to grow to be a proper noblewoman and be a bargain chip to marry some rich duke for the sake of alliances or whatever

- she instead grew up loud and rambunctious as hell and was the exact opposite her parents wanted her to be

- eventually they get fed up with her and sent her to live in a monastery in hopes the strict lifestyle would tame her in some way

- that didn't work lmao and she spent the next few decades miserable before the circus came into town and she snuck out to see it

- she fell in love with the general chaos of the circus and ran away with them, getting a job as a trapeze artist /tightrope walker and occasional dancer

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FINALLY We have Connie! She's a lawful evil fallen aasimar paladin

[uhhhhh no image here, but one day i will]

- she's a pale-skinned aasimar with short wavy blonde hair done in that marilyn monroe hairstyle and has pure white and slightly glowy eyes. she also has a barely-there halo around her head. she's also got a southern belle accent

- her full name is Condemnation Odette Nancy Delilah Elizabeth Maybelle Newman the Third, but her friends call her Connie

- her deity is the first horseman of the apocalypse, Conquest (or Pestilence depending on who you ask) and she does everything in her power to bring on the end times

- tbh she's more of a joke character that i haven't fully thought out yet but she's fun

[jaowemagante]

"The Clingy Stray Dog" I found this dog outside the Market Market (near Family Mart). May katabi siyang concerned ate na binigyan siya ng nuggets before I met the said dog. Ugali ko rin kasi yung kapag nakakita ako ng aso sa labas, tinatawag ko para makipaglaro. Kinausap ako ni ate and kinausap ko din siya about sa dog. She told me na iuuwi na niya yung aso kasi 2 or 3 days na niyang nakikita yun sa Market Market na pagala-gala. All of the sudden, may dumaan na Shih Tzu dog doon and this stray dog follows the shih tzu just to play. Then sa may fruit section, may vendor doon na hinampas siya ng straw na tali then she ran away. Hinanap namin ni ate yung dog and sa parking lot namin nakita, nagtatago na parang takot-na takot sa tao. Pero thanks God, natandaan kami ng dog. Napansin ko na parang gutom pa rin yung dog kaya I decided na bumili ng food sa Family Mart then binalikan ko sila ate kasama yung dog. Kaso hindi makakain yung dog dahil sa takot niya na everytime na may dadaan na mga tao, feeling niya sasaktan siya. Ginawa namin ni ate is nilagay muna yung food niya sa bag then sinama yung dog. Nagbook si ate ng Grab Car para makauwi agad kasama yung dog then the car arrives. Buti na lang nakapaghintay yung driver kasi ayaw magpabuhat ng aso. Pero right after, nagpabuhat na siya sa amin. Kumbaga nakuha namin yung trust ng aso na hindi namin siya sasaktan. So we entered the car and travel papuntang Bonifacio Heights which is nandoon yung bahay ng ate. The dog is so calm inside the car while traveling like she's now safe and relax kasi may mag-aalaga na sa kanya. Too bad kasi hindi ko siya pwedeng iuwi kays si ate na lang nag-uwi. Pagdating namin ng bahay ni ate, nanibago siya sa area kaya medyo nag-ikot siya inside the house. Binigyan ko din ng water na nasa tupperware. 3 sets ang naubos niya. Grabe uhaw na uhaw siya tapos natulog yung dog. Sa isip-isip ng aso na finally nakarelax na siya. Mamaya siya papaliguan and tomorrow dadalhin daw siya sa vet for checkup since nagpapahinga pa and sarap ng tulog. PS: Deserve din ng mga aso ang pagmamahal kaya paramdam din natin sa kanila yun kahit konti. Be a blessing in disguise sa mga ganitong pagkakataon for others. https://www.instagram.com/p/Bp3llFqj5Mkw58ceMOt0pB3s2dTE86FRatlmMU0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=zd0j5ubkidss

[talysalankil]

Hmmm don’t like that it’s the second time the game crashes right after drift away reprise

[talysalankil]

gay ending achieved :)

[talysalankil]

ough the thematic parallel of grace in adrift describing herself as a boat lost at sea then in phantom pains apollo turns on a lighthouse when he decides to help

[talysalankil]

i played stray gods a few days ago and it's phenomenal. today i watched the OSP video about it and now i'm replaying lmao. gotta say they are so correct when they say that opening with laura bailey a cappella was such a flex

[talysalankil]

okay why don't i play stray gods again what's the worst that could happen

[talysalankil]

it's a shame because anjali bhimani is good but look into me really is the worst song in this score

[talysalankil]

oh no i messed up asterion and hecate

[rhyske]

oh my god, Belphie is such a sweetheart! I love the little black spot on his nose and it looks like he has eyeliner and that is too cute! oh so when i called him escape artist i wasn't too far of huh? haha

I have 3 cats and one was an accident. My mom wanted a ragdoll so we got Tex, and we also got Slinky (a black house cat) so she would have a friend. Then I found a grey stray in my village and I took him in and named him Totmes, my baby. the girls don't like him very much (eww boys!🤢). Totmes and Slinky love the balcony but especially Totmes, he'll be there all day in the sun and I worry the sun will melt his brain or something.

So far Mass Effect is all right but I think I've come to the conclusion that I like fantasy more than sci-fi but maybe I am wrong and I'll be obsessed with it in a minute. The romance options for ME1 are... not great but I am planning to romance Liara in the first one at least and see how it turns out and then I might pursue someone else when the options open up in the second game. My brother played femshep and romanced Garrus so I want to do something different than that even tho he's so cool. For roleplay purposes I'll have Garrus as more of a best friend character to my femshep.

that's how I approached it in dragon age too. Varric was Hawke's bestie and Fenris was OBVIOUSLY the romance option cause he's just that good imo. In inquisition, Dorian was Lavellan's best friend and Solas was her romance option because of the DramaTM.

I try to play my characters as separate from me so sometimes I choose the mean option and I'm just like I'M SORRY I DIDNT MEAN TO BE MEAN BUT SHE WOULD SAY THAT AAAA. Lavellan was pretty grumpy at the end... well the beginning too because she never wanted to be the inquisitor.

ANYWAY mass effect has been difficult because the full dialogue isn't really what i expect from the little text option. sometimes it feels like the choices doesn't matter? idk but i'll figure it out!

this is the first time I've properly played D&D so it's a bit of a learning experience for me! what did you use to play as? ^^ 💜

He's precious 🥰 Haha, yeah, no, literally half an hour after I responded to you I found the front door open and him nowhere to be found. He's safe, he realized we found out and came running back 😂

Does Totmes have a lot of brain cells? Could be they are actually melting. I joke that Belphie killed his last brain cell when, the first day we got him, he forgot cars have windows and tried jumping out, only to smack his head into the window. I love when cats kinda choose you as their owner and not the other way around 😆 Your cats sound so precious 💕

I definitely think ME1 is the weakest of all the games. I wasn't super invested in it my first time around (and it's still a bit more of a chore to get through whenever I replay), so I don't blame you there. Just hold out until ME2, it's the game that made me fall in love with the series. Yeah the romances...are very lacking in 1. They branch out so much in 2 and 3.

GASP YOU ARENT GONNA ROMANCE GARRUS??? As someone who is a rabid Shakarian fan and can't romance anyone but the dumb turian boy, I am obligated to say you are making a mistake 😂 But if Garrus didn't exist, I'd probably romance Liara so 😆 Thane is also a good contender, you'll meet him in 2 😏

Dorian was my Lavellan's BFF too! I always imagine one going to the other like "GIRL GUESS WHAT." Tali/Liara always end up being my Shep's BFF. I imagine them having girl nights and gossiping a lot 😆

I didn't like how Inquisition just....ignored your origin. Like, when you play as a Lavellan, you don't follow the Maker. You might not even know how most shemlan cities operate! And you want me to be your religious idol??? No thanks! But nothing is ever done about it and it's frustrating.

I always tend to play as if I was in the MC's shoes. And it's helped me learn a lot about myself, tbh. But I can't be mean to most characters cause it makes me feel bad 😭 Unless they deserve it.

Choices do matter (: You'll see your choices echo through the games, in what ways you can approach missions (Paragon vs Renegade) and how people remember you (if you were rude or polite). How much attention you put into your teammates is a big mechanic in 2, for example. It's hard to see how your choices change things until 2, since y'know, first game and all. Keep at it!

I played as an elf rogue my first, and only time, playing DnD. That was my first ever exposure to DnD, so I knew nothing. Now that I know a lot more, I wanna play again and really lean into the roleplay and the shenanigans. Who are you playing as? :D