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[lizzybeeee]

@ whiskynorocks Fenya Hawke!

[queenofbaws]

YOU KNOW I'm in your inbox asking for Varrihawke. ALWAYS.

"You're cute. And a bit blurry. But definitely always so cute." from the drunken dialogue prompts. Because those two idiots are always drunk.

HAPPY END OF YEAR. And in return I offer you any prompt you want and I'll write it for you.

When all the others had left (friend, foe, and unwitting sucker alike), each one grumbling and groaning and bemoaning their bad luck louder than the last, he let the act drop. Not a moment sooner, either - that was a rookie mistake, the sort of amateurish slip that could get you killed just as easily as robbed, and if there was one thing Varric Tethras was not, it was a rookie.

He sat back with a flourish, all signs of drunkenness dissipating the moment he began counting his - their - winnings. "Gotta hand it to you, Hawke," he chuckled, stacking copper on copper, silver on silver, saving the sovereigns, as always, for last. "Your performance was inspired tonight. I'm not exaggerating either! When we were taking that break between hands and you challenged those Coterie chumps to darts? I really thought you were gonna take that poor kid's eye out! Above and beyond, that's what it is - you went above and beyond!"

He turned to glance her way, and...

Huh.

Her head was still on the table.

Strange.

Varric paused, though only for a beat, unable to keep from smiling. Hawke's grin was, of course, contagious under even the worst of circumstances, and tonight? Tonight was another beast entirely, all laughter and spilled tankards and ill-gotten gains, where lately there'd only been rain, and sand, and rocky caverns full of spiders three times his size. He didn't stand a chance, not with her sitting like that, slouched over the table with her chin on her arms and a hank of dark hair in her face, the warmth of the Hanged Man's fire bringing a flush to her cheeks and nose.

"What?" he asked, laughing, when her only response was to watch him, jewel-tone eyes blinking slowly. "I'm complimenting you, serah. Typically people answer those with, oh, I don't know, 'Thank you,' or 'You're too kind,' or 'No, no, Varric - you're the one who stole the show!' Want to try one of those on for size maybe?"

And Hawke snorted, her shoulders - wait.

Wait, Hawke snorted?

No, hold on, that...that wasn't how Hawke laughed. Hawke's laugh was bright, and loud, and (depending on who you were) just a little bit sharp, promising delight and danger in equal turn. Hawke's laugh was Chantry bells on a crisp, cool morning, or the sound of leisurely footsteps on cobblestones as the sun began to set. Hawke didn't snort. Not unless -

Oh Maker.

Oh, there was no way.

Had she...

Realization dawned, and he quit counting in earnest, hunching down onto his elbows so they were almost level. He tried not to laugh - he really did! - but it was just too, too much. "Are you kidding me?" he asked, seeing nothing even resembling understanding in the gleam of her eyes. "Hawke. Are you kidding me?"

"Certainly not! I could be kissing you, though. You need only ask..." And if all the other clues hadn't been enough, that sealed the deal; her razor wit had been dampened, the edge of her tongue dulled, and yes, the animation of her eyebrows doubled - perhaps even tripled! She snorted another little laugh that quickly devolved into giggling, and as she dipped her head into her arms, there was no denying it.

She was drunk. She was so, so drunk.

"The plan," he reminded her, knowing full well what a futile venture that was, "was that we pretended to drink all night! Pretended! Have you...Maker's breath, Hawke, we've been at this for hours!"

With a very noticeable wobble, she forced herself to sit up straighter (though still propping her head up with one hand), fixing him with an imperious gaze she couldn't hold for more than a moment before snorting again. "Some of us...value...author...authem...autor..."

"Authenticity?" he offered, fighting a losing battle against his own laughter.

"Tha'ss the one. Some of us...value that."

"You are...unbelievable," he chuckled, taking her other hand in his to press a kiss to her knuckles before shaking his head. "Aaand you're going to be impossible to drag up those stairs."

"And you're very handsome," she interrupted, beginning her slow but inevitable slouch back towards the table even as she flared her fingers to playfully caress his jaw. "A little blurry, I suppose...and you've got a few more ears than I remember, but...awfully handsome, nonetheless."

"Why thank you, madam," he teased, going back to counting out their coin. "Which, again, is how you're meant to answer a compliment. Just for future reference."

[alienturnipp]

Final part of my 6 (and more) fanarts meme! Hope they came out well <3

From top to bottom: Lucky Hawke by @blue-eyes-white-privilege69 Celia Mac Tir-Cousland by @dauntless-necromancer Athel Lavellan by @calicocantaloupe Marian Hawke by @sillyliterature Fenya Hawke by @whiskynorocks

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

[loquaciousquark]

Happy birthday! I hope your day is as joyful as the joy your fics bring to others :)

Thank you, thank you! It's been wonderful so far, and I'm touched by all the wishes! ♥♥♥♥♥♥

[that-wildwolf]

15, 37, 49 for CASSIDY.

[for these shepard questions]

15. Did they have any relationships pre-me1? Still around?

Slept around but never had a relationship longer than a few weeks. Because of the way things happened, her job has kind of always had to be her first priority, so she didn't really have the time to date anyone after Elysium and honestly not really until ME3.

37. What is their favorite way to eat potatoes?

Wow some of those questions are out of pocket Full baked potatoes like she used to make with her friends by the fire when she was little.

49. What do they wear to sleep?

On the Normandy, she would sleep in a t-shirt and whatever underwear she had on the previous day, but after the war once she's all healed up and moved into that secluded house in the middle of the woods, she would just wear a bra or nothing at all to sleep.

[jazzajazzjazz]

I AM SCREAMING.

Whisky is a fabulous writer and a great friend—be sure to click the link and follow!

Hawke’s token

[thatwildwolfart]

Hawke/Varric meme redraw commission for @whiskynorocks! ^^

[luciferbecons]

Steal something from my house Tag Game!

I was tagged by @that-wildwolf

Game's objective: pick stuff from your room and have people vote on which one they want to take home

I'm making it my house instead of room cause most of my stuff is spread out.

Tagging: all my followers who haven't already been tagged. Especially @continuous-spec @whiskynorocks @nicolasadrabbles @craftylittlenerd and @jaina-lyn

[ferindencadash]

WIP Game (Title Edition)!

Tagged by @teamdilf - Thank you! <3

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

Oh boy... here we go. I almost exclusively name my files by pairing, so pick your poison I guess. (Fair warning, most of these are smut - oops)

Aria's Couch

DurgeAlfira

GethPrimeXen

Shaeed

ShepEdi2

ShepJack

ShepKaidanAria

Tagging @dovahbeeotch @vorchagirl @volotramp @childofyuggoth @choccy-zefirka @x3no9 @serendipitys-teapot @urrone @acciokaidanalenko @clericofshadows @crescentbunny @whiskynorocks @eavangeek @cat-shepard and any writers I've missed!

(I know that's more than I have WIPs, but I love you all and I want to see what you're up to!!)

[kiran-wears-science-blues]

I got tagged by @darkwingdukat! Thank you!

Rules: Make a poll of five of your all-time blorbos for your followers to vote on, then tag five other people to do the same!

Tagging @korblez, @mylittleredgirl, @birdinabowl, @moonlightredfern, @whiskynorocks

[lizzybeeee]

BioWare coming up with dialogue for DATV:

BioWare/EA to their staff:

[queenofbaws]

I know you're not currently writing your DA stuff, so I'm totally cool with you ignoring this.

But just in case you're in the mood to write a six sentence for Varric/Hawke...

"I'm not doing it, you do it."

"No," he hissed from the very corner of his mouth the moment they were alone, doing everything in his power to keep his expression easygoing despite the way his pulse had just skyrocketed (likely flying past the Breach altogether, gaining altitude by the second), "I'll remind you, serah Hawke, admitting that I knew where you were nearly got my head torn off my shoulders - "

"Your handsome, handsome head, and your burly, extravagant shoulders," she corrected, fluttering her eyelashes just so.

Ah, but he knew this game; Varric forced himself not to give in to charm, her wiles (despite their time apart having turned him into something like putty in her hands), and doubled-down, saying, " - if I tell Nightingale and the Seeker that the 'Warden Friend' you've been tagging along with all this time has been Anders, I won't live long enough to see what they do to him, because I'll already be in twenty different pieces on the floor!"

Hawke groaned, falling back onto the settee with her head on his lap and a frown on her face, and damn his sentimentality, because his fingers ended up carding through her hair despite it all. "But you're so much funnier than I am - I really feel your delivery of 'Oh, you meant that Anders!' would outdo mine by far and away."

Before her treacherous smile could worm its way through his resolve the way it had done so many times before, Varric put his foot down: "Nope, nuh-uh, absolutely not...this one's alllllll yours, sweetheart."

six sentence sat(or)sunday!!!

[gammaraydeath]

tagged by @thefloatingstone ty!!! :3

get to know me!

Last song played: sweet'75 - sleigh bells

Favourite colour: this is so hard... i guess i like pink but i mostly wear black lol

Favourite dish: also really hard. maybe biscuits and gravy?

Current favourite characters: gawwus..... and ro teehee

Currently watching: x files but like, really slowly because i'm terrible at watching shows

Last movie I watched: finding nemo bc i was sick and wanted something cozy to watch u__u

Current obsession: mass effect....

Last thing I googled: "cat foaming at mouth after medication" (making sure i don't have anything to worry about. she just thinks it's yucky which is understandable)

i'll tag @milkywayes @continuous-spec @jaina-lyn and @whiskynorocks ∠(:3」∠)_

[samuelroukin]

https://www.tumblr.com/whiskynorocks/757829596069642240?source=share

Obviously we need to know

link, i got old bitch.. rude

so boring </3

[that-wildwolf]

this blog is now a transgender adrien victus truther blog thank you @whiskynorocks for enabling me to create this headcanon he cares neither for the rules of the hierarchy nor gender

[aceouttatime]

15 questions for 15 friends

tagged by @korblez! thanks dearie <3

ARE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?: My deadname was my mother's favorite name. My chosen name, Alex, is very similar--I kind of just flip-flopped the gender of it. I also chose my middle name when I was getting it legally changed, and I decided on my father's name.

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?: Probably about ten months ago. I can't remember, but it's been way more difficult since starting testosterone ~2 years ago.

DO YOU HAVE KIDS?: No. Observe: A. I'm as gay as a room of monkeys on nitrous oxide, B. I'm a trans man who does NOT intend on using the uterus he was given, and C. I'm 20. We ain't ready.

WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY/HAVE YOU PLAYED?: Was a cheerleader against my will for 12 years and a gymnast for 10. Those are. Uh. Very uncomfortable activities for a closeted trans man. Also messed up my body (abdominal issues, back issues, joints that crack like bubble wrap), but hey, I have a few cool party tricks to pull out now! I also played basketball for a few years and peewee soccer when I was real little.

DO YOU USE SARCASM?: No. (I am a liar.)

WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?: How they hold themselves, i.e., body language like tense shoulders, a puffed-out chest, downcast eyes.

WHAT'S YOUR EYE COLOUR?: Green! Olive green with a few dots of brown.

SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?: Depends on my mood. Do I want a think piece? Psychological horror, all the way. Am I sad and need Comfort Content? Happy endings please or I will cry inside.

ANY TALENTS?: I can fall asleep anywhere, anytime, given five minutes. I can do a great worm and also flips. I can draw pretty pictures sometimes that usually have gay people or aliens (or both) in them.

WHERE WERE YOU BORN?: the USA BAYBEE RAHHHH 🦅🦅🦅 Ohio, specifically. It's mostly corn, highways, and the occasional building here (if you spot any signs of civilization, please let authorities know, as it is a rarity and must be documented for research purposes).

WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES?: Drawing, reading, writing, skiing, rollerblading, hiking, biking, embroidery, bracelet-making, video gaming, window shopping (poor college student with Spending Anxiety), taking care of my plant children, stopping my roommate's cat from eating plants (she has no survival instinct but is Very Cute), and many more that I can't think of at the moment.

DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS?: One dorm cat (my roommate's, she's a ragdoll mix) named Eda, and two dachshunds (my parents') named Dunkin and Bailey. Dunkin is barely out of his puppy years, and Bailey is Strange and Brick-Shaped.

HOW TALL ARE YOU?: 5'7. 5'8 if my spine is not Fucked-Up that day.

FAVOURITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL?: Science, history, and English. Psychology, if that counts (it's what I study in college)!

DREAM JOB?: Clinical psychologist for NASA (basically I'd help research, implement programs for, and monitor the mental wellbeing of personnel). Pipe dream? Yes. More reasonable career path? Clinical psychologist working private practice somewhere nice (and warm and maybe not in the States). -----TLDR; Astronaut therapist.

I'll go ahead and tag (with care, no pressure!): @straypurplebread, @who-is-riley, @swaps55, @daisywalletchains, @sparatus, @thetrashbagswasteland, @whiskynorocks, @notjumpinglamps, @threewhiskeylunch, @westernlarch, @maxiepenguin,