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Not sure if you’re still up for outfit breakdowns (your Fenris armor post is a LIFE SAVER) but my rook lives and breathes in the Brawler’s Decorated Leathers and even tho it seems like such a simple outfit, the amount of layered shirts and ropes always throws me off when I’m drawing him LOL

Aww I'm glad the Fenris outfit breakdown helps! 🥰

I don't really have any pictures of that armour in question, but I used a few screenshots I could gather online and the concept art made by VOLTA to help!

Sadly, for this outfit there are many parts that I cannot decipher/understand fully, but I did my best to imagine how it works under all that! (There are SO MANY LAYERS, and for what??? Your poor Rook would die with the summer heat in this omg Especially in Tevinter! 😭 No wonder Rook keeps drowning with all that weight on their shoulder lmao)

Hope that will help!

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Alistair in Dragon Age: Origins > Dragon Age II > Dragon Age: Inquisition...

And y'all still like to pretend this isn't a problem, part of a much larger trend from BioWare.

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@sha-brytols he sure did!

"Pale" is in fact one of Gaider's favourite descriptions to use for a character who is scared or injured or generally unwell. He uses it a LOT in The Calling, including this super uncomfortable part for Duncan:

The quiet descended again, and Duncan almost regretted his refusal. He rubbed his hands even more by the flames, noting how remarkably pale they were. Funny, he thought. I spent half my life wishing I could be pale just like all the other children, and it turned out all I needed to do was freeze to death in the Deep Roads.

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’ 𝙵𝙸𝚅𝙴 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴𝚂 ’ 𝙳𝚁𝙰𝙱𝙱𝙻𝙴 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂.

so i was looking at THIS MEME and THIS MEME and like. there’s something that i just love so much about these?? so essentially, the sender might send in smth like. “five times cried”. and the receiver can respond with a drabble about five times the receiver’s muse cried because of the sender’s muse! if you’re confused, that’s my fault, and that’s also why i have links to two of the memes that inspired this. i hope you all enjoy! as always, do NOT add more to these, i WILL be making a part 2!

five times kissed:     ( five times the receiver and sender kissed )

five times hugged:     ( five times the receiver hugged the sender )

five times called:      ( five times the receiver called the sender’s phone )

five times texted:      ( five times the receiver texted the sender )

five times cried:      ( five times the receiver cried over the sender )

five times smiled:      ( five times the sender made the receiver smile )

five times touched:      ( five times the receiver touched the sender (platonically or romantically or otherwise!) )

five times saved:     ( five times the sender’s life was saved by the receiver )

five times saved by:      ( five times the receiver was saved by the sender. )

five times protected:     ( five times the receiver was protected by the sender )

five times protective:      ( five times the receiver was protective of the sender )

five times thanked:      ( five times the receiver thanked, or felt gratitude towards, the sender )

five times comforted:      ( five times the receiver comforted the sender )

five times angered:      ( five times the sender made the receiver angry )

five times betrayed:      ( five times the receiver was, or felt, betrayed by the sender )

five times saddened:      ( five times the receiver felt sad for or because of the sender )

five times worried:      ( five times the receiver worried about the sender )

five times relieved:      ( five times the receiver felt relieved about the sender )

five times safe:      ( five times the receiver felt safe because of the sender )

five times happy:     ( five times the sender made the receiver happy. )

five times afraid:     ( five times the sender made the receiver feel afraid )

five times hurt:      ( five times the sender hurt the receiver or made them feel hurt. )

five times visited:      ( five times the sender and receiver visited each other )

five times left:      ( five times the sender and receiver parted ways )

five times reunited:      ( five times the sender and receiver reunited after being apart for a considerable length of time. )

five times stayed:      ( five times the receiver stayed with the sender )

five times glanced:     ( five times the receiver stole glances at the sender )

five times glanced at:      ( five times the receiver noticed the sender stealing glances at them )

five times healed:      ( five times the receiver nursed the sender back to health, or tended to their wounds )

five times watched:      ( five times the receiver watched the sender while they were working or doing something )

five times shared:      ( five times the receiver shared something (either a material or feelings or secrets!) with the sender )

five times flirted:      ( five times the receiver flirted with the sender )

five times blurted:      ( five times the receiver impulsively blurted something out to the sender )

five times confessed:     ( five times the receiver confessed a secret or feeling to the sender )

five times noticed:      ( five times the receiver noticed the sender properly )

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REBLOG WITH:

1. Your top three Dragon Age crushes 2. The first Dragon Age game you ever played 3. You current favorite Dragon Age game

I’m curious.

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Queer like a Shadow Dragon is queer, but mentally ill like an Antivan Crow is mentally ill.

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I have uploaded my Shadow Dragon upturned-collar cloak mod to NEXUS !

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inside each tumblr blogger is a smaller, freakier blogger who only gets released on the occasional 2am mental breakdown

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The urge to bother my mutuals

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Iunno if this is anything but I doodled a Crow themed divider earlier because... ???

(yknow, because I post so much crow stuff /j)

anyway should anyone need an obviously hand-drawn crow wing divider, this one's free to use. Credit appreciated but I won't hunt you down if you don't, feel free to recolor if needed (or you can try asking me and I might do it idk).

tl;dr "guardy doodles shit at 5 AM, decides to share with the class"

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hey uh new type of ao3 spam comment just dropped. (I know it's spam because the fic they left this comment on . doesn't have chapters. lmfao). Report this kinda comment as spam and don't take it personally it is literally recycled bullshit

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Write it down. 👀

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Writing Challenge Weekend

Ommmmmg it's been so long!!!! Also by the way thank you all you have just been really nice this week your kindness means a lot and it's what keeps me wanting to do stuff like this!!!! I'll admit I was going through some stuff hence the hiatus and that was like before the Everything hahaha so like it's just nice. You all are just good people and it's fun to do this for ya.

Also I know I said this was going to be Harding's challenge but that will actually be next Friday so keep an eye out!!! This week's is brought to you by my dear pal @1queasycrow who had a brilliant idea!!! I think this will be really good if you're struggling with writer's block like I am at the moment. Okay so the goal here is to take a current wip of yours and write six or more sentences! They don't have to be connected but they should all start with a different part of speech: noun, pronoun, verb, adjective, adverb, preposition, (conjunction, and interjection are optional). If you need a refresher and there is zero shame if you do, here's a decent link! I challenge you to go in order and to highlight your beginning word.

There are two goals here which is reviewing parts of speech which we could all probably use from time to time and for people who struggle with starting sentences in repetitive fashion ie with the word "the" or a character's name etc etc. *Beats off the urge to check all my fics for this with a stick*

Don't forget there is not time limit if you don't find this for months or even years don't care tag me and I will reblog. The rules are pretty loose, the goals is to get you to write and potentially even challenge you and for you to get a nice comment out of it from me. It's easiest for me to stick with Dragon Age, Mass Effect, and Star Wars but I truly don't care and am good at context clues if you want to write for other fandoms/original fiction please do!! There is no minimum or maximum word count.

Without further ado my example below and happy writing!!! (Tw for graphic descriptions of injury and Rook being covered in blood below the cut)

Okay this is also answering your prompt friend!!!: Mayhaps prompt 13 from the injury list ("I would believe that you're fine, but you have a goddamn knife sticking out of your leg, so.") with the Werewolf AU?

And "candles" for @woundedsoul12 thank you! And for both of yours patience with me the writer's block hit me like a truck

Don't know if this will make it into the final product but it did help shake the cobwebs off so thank you friends!:

Haven was bitterly cold in the fall. He lit the storm candles one by one before moving to the fire trying to focus on warming up the cabin. Shaking hands and the pit in his stomach betrayed his fear for Rook. Orange flames threw long shadows around the room. Harshly he sucked a sharp breath in. Despite who Davrin was, despite what he was, he didn't want Rook to get hurt.

The door blew open and some of the candles went out with it. A flurry of snow followed her in, and flakes had gotten caught in her curly hair. Davrin reached for his gun but Rook limped in, fully elven, with a bloody lip and a swollen eye and a toothy smile for him. That was when his eyes fell to the knife

"Miss me?"

Davrin shook his head in disbelief. "Are you...?"

"I'm fine." She said cheerily, peeling out of her jacket.

"I would believe that you're fine, but you have a goddamned knife sticking out of your leg, so." Davrin stayed where he was as she slumped into the nearest chair.

Rook glanced down like she'd forgotten, then put her hand on the handle.

"Rook d-"

She yanked it out, and blood spurted from the wound. Davrin started to rush to her side but she waved him off, putting her free hand on the wound. To her credit, her lip was mostly healed, and she could see out of the eye again as she looked at him.

"See? Fine."

Davrin growled at her. "You didn't have to-"

"I did. You save my life I say yours. That's our deal right?"

"They wanted me." He did go into the kitchen to get water to clean her up at least.

Truth was, he was grateful. But better she hadn't gone at all. When he returned to her, she wrapped a bloodied hand around his wrist, and he could see the bleeding had stopped. Heat seared through him. Davrin kept forgetting how warm she was, how warm they ran. Rook looked up at him, russet eyes soft, and it was hard to remember again what she really was. It was mattering less and less to him as the days wore on.

"Hey. I'm okay. Now, we ride out this storm, and we can go our separate ways."

Right. They'd had a plan. She released him and he could still feel where her hand had rested, branded by her. Too many words to say, and none of them seemed right. Before he could decide, there was a knock on the door. Both of their heads snapped to it, and Rook growled.

"Who is out here in the middle of a blizzard?"

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Think I tagged enough??? Ahahaha

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Challenge accepted my friend, I did not have a wip ready but several planned and this was the kick I needed to get started on my rewrite of Songs of Lyrium, which is a Cullen x Amell Inquisitor AU. This Amell is named Raziellius or Raz and he was born in Kirkwall, he is a hot mess disaster and I could write much much more on him. However this is my snippet. I am also going to tag @cindlemain @vir-tanadahl @veloxaraptor if they are interested.

Rain soaked through the woolen cloak as heavy hooves plowed up the trail, small pebbles tumbled down the sheer face of the mountain path he took. It was a familiar path, when he had just been a fresh faced mage from the circle. He and his companions found the Dragon Worshiping cult. His gloved hand tangled in the dark mane of the courser he rode, something pushed against the fade almost touching him. Shivering he leaned back in the saddle.

"Whoa…" his voice low, it was familiar feeling that had spearheaded the change in his life. Some thing was not quite right, a discontented sound left his chapped lips. Gold spun marble pillars rose above the mountains as they rounded the bend. Miserably he drew the reins close as he was greeted with a heavy gate and statues he assumed were Mabari. His hand dropped to a pouch on his belt and he removed the small and ornate scroll, the writ that had been all but forced into his hands in Gwaren months ago.

Fog rolled over the docks, thick and clinging with the cold of the sea, as he left the safety of the ship he pulled his cloak up over his head. After everything, it was hard to be back in Ferelden. He could already hear the whispered suspecions on who he was. However with the March underway in the Marches, it was safer to enter Tevinter through Nevarra. Time was paramount and getting caught up in Ander's disaster— a sigh left his lips full of regret and he tightened his cloak. He would go to the stables and pick up the horse Loghain had left— A hand tightened around his arm and he stopped dead, lyrium eyes narrowing as an old refined Orlaisian voice spoke.

"Warden Commander Amell, will you do an old woman the kindness of escorting her out of the fog."

Writing Challenge Weekend

Ommmmmg it's been so long!!!! Also by the way thank you all you have just been really nice this week your kindness means a lot and it's what keeps me wanting to do stuff like this!!!! I'll admit I was going through some stuff hence the hiatus and that was like before the Everything hahaha so like it's just nice. You all are just good people and it's fun to do this for ya.

Also I know I said this was going to be Harding's challenge but that will actually be next Friday so keep an eye out!!! This week's is brought to you by my dear pal @1queasycrow who had a brilliant idea!!! I think this will be really good if you're struggling with writer's block like I am at the moment. Okay so the goal here is to take a current wip of yours and write six or more sentences! They don't have to be connected but they should all start with a different part of speech: noun, pronoun, verb, adjective, adverb, preposition, (conjunction, and interjection are optional). If you need a refresher and there is zero shame if you do, here's a decent link! I challenge you to go in order and to highlight your beginning word.

There are two goals here which is reviewing parts of speech which we could all probably use from time to time and for people who struggle with starting sentences in repetitive fashion ie with the word "the" or a character's name etc etc. *Beats off the urge to check all my fics for this with a stick*

Don't forget there is not time limit if you don't find this for months or even years don't care tag me and I will reblog. The rules are pretty loose, the goals is to get you to write and potentially even challenge you and for you to get a nice comment out of it from me. It's easiest for me to stick with Dragon Age, Mass Effect, and Star Wars but I truly don't care and am good at context clues if you want to write for other fandoms/original fiction please do!! There is no minimum or maximum word count.

Without further ado my example below and happy writing!!! (Tw for graphic descriptions of injury and Rook being covered in blood below the cut)

Okay this is also answering your prompt friend!!!: Mayhaps prompt 13 from the injury list ("I would believe that you're fine, but you have a goddamn knife sticking out of your leg, so.") with the Werewolf AU?

And "candles" for @woundedsoul12 thank you! And for both of yours patience with me the writer's block hit me like a truck

Don't know if this will make it into the final product but it did help shake the cobwebs off so thank you friends!:

Haven was bitterly cold in the fall. He lit the storm candles one by one before moving to the fire trying to focus on warming up the cabin. Shaking hands and the pit in his stomach betrayed his fear for Rook. Orange flames threw long shadows around the room. Harshly he sucked a sharp breath in. Despite who Davrin was, despite what he was, he didn't want Rook to get hurt.

The door blew open and some of the candles went out with it. A flurry of snow followed her in, and flakes had gotten caught in her curly hair. Davrin reached for his gun but Rook limped in, fully elven, with a bloody lip and a swollen eye and a toothy smile for him. That was when his eyes fell to the knife

"Miss me?"

Davrin shook his head in disbelief. "Are you...?"

"I'm fine." She said cheerily, peeling out of her jacket.

"I would believe that you're fine, but you have a goddamned knife sticking out of your leg, so." Davrin stayed where he was as she slumped into the nearest chair.

Rook glanced down like she'd forgotten, then put her hand on the handle.

"Rook d-"

She yanked it out, and blood spurted from the wound. Davrin started to rush to her side but she waved him off, putting her free hand on the wound. To her credit, her lip was mostly healed, and she could see out of the eye again as she looked at him.

"See? Fine."

Davrin growled at her. "You didn't have to-"

"I did. You save my life I say yours. That's our deal right?"

"They wanted me." He did go into the kitchen to get water to clean her up at least.

Truth was, he was grateful. But better she hadn't gone at all. When he returned to her, she wrapped a bloodied hand around his wrist, and he could see the bleeding had stopped. Heat seared through him. Davrin kept forgetting how warm she was, how warm they ran. Rook looked up at him, russet eyes soft, and it was hard to remember again what she really was. It was mattering less and less to him as the days wore on.

"Hey. I'm okay. Now, we ride out this storm, and we can go our separate ways."

Right. They'd had a plan. She released him and he could still feel where her hand had rested, branded by her. Too many words to say, and none of them seemed right. Before he could decide, there was a knock on the door. Both of their heads snapped to it, and Rook growled.

"Who is out here in the middle of a blizzard?"

@mythals-whore @biowaredisasterbisexual @serensama @basedonconjecture @becausedragonage @hyperions-light @fiberpunk027 @brennacedria @sunny374940 @nadas-dirthalen @himluv @covertleathers @master-of-the-elements @thatgaymerguyb @the-font-bandit @mythalsknickers @davrinsleftpectoral @sugar-peanut-cat @monabee-draws @chaosnebula @serstolas @erin-unknown @i-had-bucky @beachhotdog @durgeapologist @bogunicorn @captainmagpie-risha @seaglassmelody @bg3daydream @lgvalenzuela

Think I tagged enough??? Ahahaha

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This song has single-handedly taken over my life and it’s only been like a week