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Having a much older, much more experienced person tell you you're doing well in your shared hobby is better than crack, especially when the hobby tends to be 80% retired ppl. Like, hell yeah I'm gonna get a good grade in birdwatching and I'm not even 50. Child prodigy moment

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had to share this gem from bsky 😂

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There's going to be a conclave to elect a new Pope.

I hope it doesn't-- OH MY GOD

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Inquisitor

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posting this here as well hehe

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Eclipse of the Sun in Venice in July 8, 1842 by Ippolito Caffi.

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Fever Dream'

Based on @opal-apparition 's WONDERFUL fic, "A Matter of Pride" [procreate & photoshop]

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cuddling

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what was everyone's first mitski song ever. mine was crazy it was happy i think i blacked out for about an hour

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Not a brave man, but at times a very stubborn one

(Limited color palette assignment for my oil painting class. I love college <3)

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Uk peeps!! Let’s get this going! 🏳️‍⚧️🇬🇧

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I remember seeing somewhere these early sketches from veilguards artbook about the inquisitor`s choice in a story a few month ago ??? and they didnt let me rest in peace. So i had to finish the idea

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« Your eyes… they’ve changed »

Lavellan to a desperate Solas she hasn’t seen in 10 years

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going absolutely fucking insane over solas dragonage. he used to be a spirit. he was meant to be bisexual. he hates tea but still drinks it. he murdered the two people he loved most in the world. he pissed magic once (maybe). he pondered an orb. he played strip poker with blackwall. he sundered the fade from the waking world. he created the blight. he sent bitchy letters to elgar'nan. he's great at chess but then lost to a random named after a chess piece. he co-parented a spirit. he murdered the other co-parent. he speaks in iambic pentameter. he imagines the sight of you being dominated would be fascinating. he ghosted his ex for a year and then yanked their arm off. he loves frilly cakes. his greatest fear is dying alone. he's bald.

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…this came to me in a dream don't @ him. he's chillin

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A couple (not all) Florence fanarts I've made in the past. I'm trying to figure out how everything works here and what should I post to get noticed so here's that, I hope it finds it's audience!

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I just love the Trespasser DLC so much, it captures so much of my love for the series.

It’s not even about Solas, per se. It’s about the visceral feeling that you’re walking through a ruin of a world, that you’re witnessing desperation, it hammers in a message of being lost in time, lost to time, much like the best Deep Roads bits in the series have managed. You hear a dying civilization, you feel their disbelief and anger - what did he do, what did he do, the Evanuris will come for us - and you piece together the puzzle of what happened through fragments and murals (GOD THE MURALS) and conversations and Cole and the whole time there is immense pressure on the Inquisitor because the political landscape is imploding now that the urgent threat of Corypheus is gone and the bloody Qunari invade and your hand, your damn hand is killing you and you still have to chase these leads through the Deep Roads that are always evoking emotions of fear and beauty and the tragedy of history and through Crossroads that are broken and beautiful and haunted. The first time, I had tears in my eyes for large chunks of the playthrough simply because it was so emotionally charged. And when you replay it you realise Solas is there the whole time, telling you the truth, offering a trail to follow and you see another dimension of the wreckage, sees his grief, his desperation. My people were wrong about you, you can tell him and he protests, saying that what you’ve seen is just another version of the story, painted in desperation to give him more credit than he ever deserved. The score in the background is killing you with its emotions and the view from where you stand is so gorgeous you could cry as Solas tells you - in fucking Hallelujah cadence no less because poetry - what he did, how he caused the fall of his own people and must heal the wound he inflicted and you can tell him you would never have thought him the kind of person who could do what he is now about to do. Thank you, Solas says, as though it’s the kindest thing anyone’s ever said to him and it probably is. And it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t change anything though the epilogue hints that it might still be a fraction of hope left because even if a tragedy states that the main character is doomed, his downfall must not be brutal, perhaps there is a path through all the debris and broken worlds, perhaps you will find it.