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Posting here as a heads up

Finally Made a New Blog!

It's me guys! The-Rogue-Apostate back with a new, visible blog minus the dashes lol.

Just a few quick things. Over the next few days I'm probably going to reblog a lot of stuff from my old blog just so I can get things transferred over, then eventually I'll just delete that one altogether because Tumblr never allowed it to go back to being "visible".

So if you're still interested in following me, feel free to follow this blog in particular.

Also, this new blog won't strictly be just Dragon Age anymore. It's going Multifandom, but primarily it'll likely be Dragon Age and Fallout 4. Maybe a few other things like LOTR sprinkled in there, but we'll see.

Anyway, sorry it took so long to do this. Life has been...different for the past several months. But I'm back in a sense!

Thanks guys!

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THANK YOU for sticking around!

Thank you for following me

Thank you for dealing with my awkward phases

Thank you for dealing with my emotional moments

Thank you for sending in Asks

Thank you for waiting patiently during my hiatuses

Thank you for being such a good group of followers!

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Thanks

I appreciate everyone's kind words. I'm doing better today.

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Might Need Some Help...

Tumblr I know I fell off the face of the earth. And I'm probably still invisible/ blocked/ whatever the term is now. Basically I just got fed up with the crap that happened back in November, but also my interest in DA was sort of dwindling. Not completely, mind you, but enough not to want to maintain this blog. I've been around, but more or less as an observer than an active blogger.

But as the title suggests, I need a little help. If nothing else, just an ear, because I have to be honest, my mental state is so precarious right now. A few months ago I moved across the country. I'm happy I moved; I hated where I lived and the people that lived there. I thought that would significantly help boost my overall mood and outlook on life, too.

But it hasn't.

Guys there are times, especially in the last few days, where I feel like I'm hanging on by a thread. A literal thread. I honestly have a hard time making myself happy, and trying to find reasons to keep going on living. I'm scared. I'm really scared for myself, and I don't have anyone to talk to about it. My one friend who I've trusted with some really sensitive shit is not talking to me, and it's partially my fault for that. I just need some help, even if it's in the form of a little advice you can throw my way. Please, anything would help me right now. Anything.

Sorry about the sudden negativity, and thanks in advance if you have anything to say.

- Kim

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thinking about ur son in the fade

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reblog this if your blog is a safe space on april fools and won’t have any jumpers, screamers, or anything scary or anxiety inducing

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Happiness Will Come To You.

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I highly recommend you follow the person I reblogged this from.

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Making a New Blog...

Since Tumblr decided to fuck me over for no good reason. Stay tuned, I'll post the new name and a link once I get it set up. Really don't want to do this, but looks like I don't have a choice.

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Asking Once More...

Before I make a whole new blog (even though I really don't want to...)

Still invisible?

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This is completely out of the blue...

But you can't convince me that, at some point between the defeat of Corypheus and the Exalted Council, Sera and Blackwall weren't drinking in Herald's Rest, and Sera didn't get Blackwall to drink way too much, pass out, and then by some horrible mystery, Blackwall DIDN'T wake up the next day in his own bed with his ENTIRE BEARD MISSING!

Also you can't tell me that he didn't approach Kara (my Inquisitor, I know it's been a while) in the War Room very sheepishly with a freshly bare face, shocking her and causing her to spit her tea all over the War Table.

I know Sera and Blackwall are bffs but this is a prank she'd totally pull and I love the very idea of it.

That's just one of my many headcanons and I'm sticking with it!

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I agree! Love your beardless Hawke!!!

My friends always complaint that my Hawke didn’t have beard. But I like his stubble. He looks handsome this way. 😅

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Maker’s breath, that smirk should be illegal…

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Thanks Tumblr

For removing my header picture as well.

Okay guys, I'm going to email the Staff once more and if they don't make me visible again I'm making a new blog.

Stay tuned.

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I enjoy everything about this post

Just thinking about how big and shiny and WEALTHY the chantry is in Kirkwall.

That giant fuckin’ statue of Andraste you can hardly even see the top of.

And there’s all that poverty in Darktown and Lowtown and all those refugees turned away without Elthina suffering at all.

The chantry in Denerim is a frickin’ country BARN by comparison.

Never believe Elthina’s hands were tied. She liked Kirkwall exactly the way it was.

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Still my favorite comic

Character Headcanon: Poor Master Dennet

You know, I always feel a little sorry for Master Dennet. The Inquisitor is like, hey, I need a horse expert! Here is a horse expert! And he comes along to be your horse expert.

And for a while all is well. He brings his own fine horses, and the Inquisitor adds to the stable as she finds new breeding stock—often excellent. Where she got the charger from, he doesn’t know, and he feels too honored by having it in his care to ask.

And then the Inquisitor starts coming back with like… deer. And Dennet scratches his head, because he knows horses, and just because it has four hooves and you can put a saddle on it doesn’t make it a horse. Hell, the food and space and exercise requirements for a cob and a draft horse aren’t the same—a goddamn deer is presumably completely different. But he goes around Skyhold rounding up Dalish elves until he finds one who knew something about halla, on the principle that that’s probably the closest thing, and they work it out. (He’s always respected the way Dalish treat their halla, so it’s not that big of a leap. And even though Dalish—the Charger—doesn’t know anything much about how to raise halla, he looks the other way when she wants to spend half a day in the deer’s box stall being all affectionate at it. Can’t hurt.)

But deer of various kinds are at least still… well… grass-eating hoofed animals. Things don’t begin to really go sideways until they bring back the first dracolisk.

It’s a lizard. It’s a giant meat-eating lizard. Dennet is a master of horse, and he will stretch that to deer in a pinch, but asking him to figure out the care and feeding of big spiky lizard things is a bit much. It is—he tries to explain, first to Cullen and then to Josephine and finally to the Inquisitor herself—as if someone had decided that because you knew how to knead bread, you were obviously a master pugilist, because both things involved punching things. For his trouble he got a friendly clap on the shoulder and a “Just do your best! We can free up some funds to hire you more help!” (help from where? was he to hang up fliers somewhere for dracolisk handlers? where exactly was one supposed to go for that?).

(We will not even discuss the zombie horse with a sword through its head. We will not. The zombie horse got a stall to itself and was studiously ignored, on the principle that it was dead, and not much Dennet did could either help or hurt it.)

Dennet knew that he was in over his head and then some when the Inquisitor showed up with a charming grin and a giant fucking nug, and all he thought was, “Better see if any dwarves know what to feed it.” (Dagna does, but he’s a little afraid because she keeps having these ideas for ‘experimental feed,’ and….)

At least his life is never boring.