#n probably a nap]

[broareweabouttoviberightnow]

you're gonna look me in the eyes n tell me Johnny 'stabs a boy, hops a train, breaks into an abandoned church n promptly knocks the hell out' Cade n Sodapop 'walked around interviewing nurses, fuckin with the reporters, tried to steal a cops gun n then got bored n fell the fuck asleep' Curtis wouldn't be best friends you are LYIN.

[nachosforfree]

David goes to hell (canon!)

[ajastu]

ive been replaying da2 right. and it made me think about why datv feels a bit different to the previous games in the franchise in regards to, like, how messy it gets (different but not in a bad way this is not a crit post)

This is also not like, a deep analysis tm or anything, im literally just writing this bcs i cant fall asleep but LONG STORY SHORT.

1. Your PC is not someone Important

2. Your involvement with the Politics Tm is not as extensive

In origins, you have to go around n convince people to help you fight the blight, while ALSO dealing with the whole Loghain situation. the warden is literally one of TWO people who can get the job done. kind of integral!

da2, of course, deals with the mess that is Kirkwall, with its rising tensions and inevitable tragedy, with Hawke becoming Important to the city, with all the bullshit that entails. (and also it unfolds over the course of, like, what, 10 years?)

Dai... youre literally made to be the head of a religious organization with a lot of power and influence. You aren't given a choice, u have to be the chosen one now.

Datv? Rook isnt really all that imporrant. They aren't even high up in the ranks of whatever faction you choose for them. They werent even supposed to be in charge in the first place.

They also dont have to convince most of their allies to help with fighting the gods (aside from the wardens, ofc), because everyone understands the stakes. Of course, you help them out and all that, but they are Already your allies, they would be fighting this battle anyway.

Rook isn't a chosen one. theyre not a champion, they're not the only person who can do the job. They just.. happened to land in the role of the leader. Solas connection is a bonus, as is the dagger, but again. Not exactly irreplaceable. (the treviso/minrathous choice comes to mind here. it took me two playthrus to understand Why exactly Rooks presence made a difference, because like... theyre just a Guy. what does it matter where they go? but it wasnt Rook who made the difference. it was the dagger)

So, the focus is less on politics and more on building a reliable team, a community. Theyre not choosing stuff like who will become the new archon, or who is supposed to be the first talon, or whatever else. That just simply isn't their role.

Theyre just here to try to kill two blighted gods and not die in the process, ideally.

Theyre not important. The team is. And they are an integral part of that, but again, not THE chosen one. Their role could be fulfilled by different people, which cant exactly be said about the warden, or Hawke, or inquisitor.

and idk, i think thats fun. very stressed-employee-trying-to-meet-deadlines kind of vibes. someone please make them go take a nap

edit: ok ive been informed u Can choose the next archon if u save minrathous but my point still stands. rooks involvement in stuff like this is Minimal compared to the previous three protags

[magvelspires]

making my own kliffaye crumbs with my trans designs for them

[the-real-couchrat]

Posting some mini art tutorials while I work on some bigger projects.

First we have Darceus Alamastern, created by @toothpastecanyon in Unto Dust

And last (but not least) we have Nxlar the Antithetical, made by @gnomewithalaptop in Transcendence AU dash simulator and also appeared in The Comfort of Agony chapter 8

[liamthemailman]

he's napping so shhhhh

[indiegame]

okkk ok

[stardial]

MORNING BESTIESSSS

[tearfest]

guys is. anyone here its 4:18am n i woke up at 4 from an accidental 8 hour nap on the sofa........

[ace-malarky]

Snippet Sunday 29/12

Hello here is. a? Halliel sword fight scene? It isn't the one I started writing last week and it also isn't the one I intended to write, so

There will be at least three Halliel sword fights for you eventually lmao

~~

Halliel side-stepped, slapping her opponent's shoulder as he lunged into her space.

He stumbled, recovered, tried to shoulder-barge her.

Halliel was already pushing back, wings opening in a reflexive movement to make herself look bigger.

Her opponent - dog-formed, his ears tipped back and short tail stiff behind him - shook his head and dropped back to a starting position.

Halliel reset her grip on her sword, tilting her head to watch.

He was light on his feet, quiet against the murmur of the spectators. Fast, with the muscles to back it up.

She couldn't remember his name. They had been introduced.

Halliel stepped in, meeting his position with the next sequence. This was a show, it was just entertainment, there were rules.

He broke them immediately, jumping from second to fifth to a new set entirely.

Halliel gritted her teeth, blade screeching against his in a hasty block that had her staggering back.

She steadied herself with a swirl of her wings, beating up the dust on the ring around them.

He smirked at her, sword point lowering to the ground. Blood running down its edge.

There was a thin burn in Halliel's leg, a rip in the fabric of her trousers.

When had he…?

Halliel spread her wings and threw herself three paces to the side and then into the air, twisting over to bring her sword down at his head.

If he wasn't going to play by the rules, then why should she?

He blocked, arching backwards, sword flat against the gloved palm of his hand as Halliel pulled back to correct her flight.

For a second, she thought she saw Syn amongst the audience, but those antlers weren't nearly branching enough.

She landed in time to divert his next hit and folded her wings out of the way.

He was baring his teeth in something that could have been a grin.

Halliel didn't bother responding in kind; she set up the next set of attacks and pressed in, pushing him back to the edge of the ring, not giving him space to change the name of it all. Her wings were rising again, spreading out, eclipsing him in her shadow.

The bell pealed out, signalling the end of their bout.

Halliel stepped back, pulled her wings back in, returned to rest.

Her opponent straightened up, lowering his sword. "A good match," he said, winded.

Halliel nodded. "Yes," she replied, remembering her manners. "You had some… elegant switches."

He laughed. "I'd be interested," he said, stepping to her side and bowing to their audience together, "in another match. Perhaps without the rules of a showcase involved."

Halliel snorted. "So you have less to pay attention to?"

"So you can make better use of your wings," he returned.

"I'll think about it."

The prince and Rion were approaching. He had the dragon touched bodyguard at his shoulder today, and they were watching Halliel like they were sizing her up for a fight of their own.

She wanted to fight them so badly but she hadn't seen their name on the list of fighters.

Coward.

[catless-and-covenless]

Operation 1st Grimoire is C O M P L E T E! It took me forever to organize and recheck my writing to write everything for N. And to gather all the ingredients. But it felt so nice to do something for someone in my circle who is so good to me and mine. Meeting everyone at the bowling alley and giving my gift wasn’t necessarily on my plan but I was just excited to hand it over. And he seems to really appreciate it. It made the hard work and two monsters worth it instead of the nap I wanted to have. It’s always worth it just to see the look on someone’s face holding an act of love. And now maybe N can be like me too. Or at least understand. We’re both humans. I don’t know if N has magic under their skin like I do though.

That is going to be interesting to see. But I do think something will transpire.

I can’t wait to see it happen. It will be like watching the clouds gather to start the rain.

The drive there was fine except for the heart attack Cr gave me. I thought something had happened. She doesn’t know when she’s being too rough. She doesn’t ever know when to stop. That not everyone can take what she can dish. I was scared that he would be….gone. Broken. But my Cr is tough. Took my worries and soothed them because he was as okay as he could be. But…looking into his eyes I just. I remember it all now that I have to live with her in my space. I need a new box. I can’t let my guilt over what happened…over the past hurt anyone. Hurt Cr, my best friend. Just because there was a….anyways. Friday is sleepover night with Cr. and i will take full advantage.

Ca also has me a little worried. I haven’t seen her but I will tomorrow in class. I hope she takes me seriously and saves me a seat. It will be nice to get my eyes on her and make sure she’s okay. My other sweetie who needs a break. Maybe if I booked them both a game night?

Not that anyone will let me do anything tonight. Cr let it slip that I only had two hours of sleep so N and G both decided to try and baby me.

…

Okay that was harsh, it's just-hard. To accept help. And it’s Pablo. I don’t ever want to see Pablo hurt. But Ir really pointed out G was the only one who could drive me home. I don’t know how HE plans on getting home if he drives me home. But of course no one thinks about the fact we have Nahuals out there with our scents and a hive mind. But they all used Ir on me with the saddest face you can imagine. And making Ir sad is not on my list of things I need to do. Ir decided to soothe my ego by accepting my offer to sit on my lap and play games with me.

And Ir is the sweetest. It felt nice to have something weighing on me physically and grounding me while also watching them see the colors on the screen. But something spooked G. He just almost bolted. A part of me wonders if N and I didn’t reach out with words or a small hand hold if he would have left. I hope not. But Ir left with him and that makes me feel better. And N and I…I don’t know what exactly is happening but it’s nice to know we’re both on the same page of being both equally confused but accepting G is not a toy to be fought over. That we were friends. It’s so nice to have a friend again. Not a best friend like Cr maybe but give N enough time and I don’t doubt the guy will make his way into my too soft heart.

I can like G all I want but that’s my problem and my secret. Not a very well kept one if Ca and Cr have their way about it but it’s mine nonetheless. And it feels so nice. Like a little seed inside the earth about to sprout. But it’s mine. I don’t need anything from it. It’ll just be a nice addition to the garden of feelings I didn't expect to have. A nice little rose to admire. He wanted normal just as desperately as I did. And I don’t want to take that from him. I can be his normal and be happy. I can’t stop flirting with him but I can make sure it stays friendly if that’s what he needs. Because what he doesn’t need is me complicating his life.

Or his reputation. The guy is already fighting against J+A and R. Being around me makes that worse. Me acting on any feelings besides platonic makes it way worse. I don’t want to be selfish like R and just take something because I want it with no regard to the other person. I want to be different than I was back then. I used to think I could have my cake and eat it too. But now, I’d rather just sit at the table then try and reach for that again. Not unless someone reaches first.

I really need a new purple box don’t I?

[lovelynicky]

if i see one more "haha lighter memory loss" joke I'm gonna TWEAK OUT. I know it's a joke guys i do buti can't fucjing IT'S BECAUSE SHES TRAUMATIZED !!!!!!!!! she forgets ppl because it's genuinely easier on her brain to Not Think About those events entirely, she is NOT in a space where she can process what happened in her past. because human brains generally need safe time to process things, and she's so unwilling to let ppl know her and feel that safety so it never. She never has TIME. she's busy with work. forgetting these people, saying it doesn't matter to her, it's to make it easier on her brain. she "doesn't care" but she does, because she lived through it, but maybe if she lies enough she'll start to believe it

[permafrown]

. I'm not too good at this whole sleeping thing I'm afraid!

[hyah-lian]

I am so tired I think I could genuinely sleep but like fjdkfnjefn I do not want to. I want to stay up and read and do stuff

[ratgingi]

NEVRMIND I GOT ITT!!!! you're there too cause we're so peter n jack coded

LETS GOOOOOOO IT LOOKS SO GOOD BROTHER

[suburbanbonfire]

heard youre excited about receiving asks.

hi! hope you have fun at your first hockey game! sending u lots of good vibes <3

OHHHH THIS IS SO SWEET THANK YOU!!!! i fucking LOVE getting asks it's a fun lil surprise <3 <3

Dude, i'm SO pumped for this game, since it's my first I shelled out for lower bowl tickets and i'm like, in the section right behind the kraken bench?? (taking my little sibs to a pens game in the new year and i was like yeah no We Will Be Touching God if i am paying for three tix)

ANYWAYS i hope they win and i'll throttle them if they don't, the blackhawks are a weakened weevil and do not deserve the honor of winning in my presence