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The purpose of this survey is to observe if there are any patterns in how previous engagement with the Dragon Age franchise may effect perspectives on Dragon Age: The Veilguard. This survey is NOT about shaming anyone for their perspectives, or about shaming anyone for their degree in which they have experience with the franchise. Whether you love, hate, both, or perhaps are just indifferent to DATV, your input is valued!

Please feel free to share this survey outside of Tumblr as well - the more people who respond to it, the better.

The only requirement to participate in this survey is if you have played DATV yourself, or have watched someone else do so.

Results will be published here on 20-June-2025!

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I showed you my trigun, please stampede

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An epilogue of sorts to this ✨

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over winter break i started making these silly (stupid) arcane comics and ive decided im going to finish them

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Welcome Home, Fenris

A gift for the very talented @foxnonny.

After reading your story “You’ll Remember Me (When the West Wind Moves), which punched me in the feels repeatedly, I had to draw your boys together and happy before I move on to your other stories. :)

The armor Fenris is wearing is based on this fanart by HrHase: http://hrhase.tumblr.com/post/131971607483

Thank you for sharing your writing with the fandom and keeping the FenHawke magic alive!

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The fork incident ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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Olruggio's magic

He puts so much effort into looking gruff and grumpy, and then every single spell he casts is: Can I give you a light in the darkness? Can I dry you off when you're wet? Can I add support to your spell? Can I highlight your loved one? Can I give you a fire that can't hurt you? Can I keep your bed warm? Can I give you comfort? Can I give you comfort? Can I give you comfort? Can I give you comfort?

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@ohohge and I made a small cosy server! :D

it is only open to 18+ people living between UTC-3 and UTC+3 time zones (so off the top of my head, europe, uk, west asia, north africa), to facilitate conversations.

it's a multi fandom server for creatives (artists, writers, cosplayers, etc), currently leaning towards works like trigun, dragon age, bg3, witch hat atelier, hades, and so on, as well as original art and ocs!

please note that ship-shaming and fandom discourse are not welcome in the server, as we do not want to contribute to toxicity in fandom spaces. but, for everyone's comfort, there are rules in place regarding sensitive ships and content (such as mandatory use of warnings and spoiler tags)

if you're interested, you can join us through this link! 💜

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[WVW Exchange Event 2023!]

"The kisses on your lash, your ears, on the nose that keeps scrunching. The kisses on your hand, on your cheeks, and the exchanging soft words waiting for the break of day."

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A total of 6 pages of comics, starting with a close up shots of vash kissing sleeping wolfwood's nose, eyes, lashes, and he furrows them a bit. an overhead shot of the two of them in a motel room, on the bed with vash leaning over wolfwood from the left, laying soft kisses on him. their legs tangled. their normal outfits are thrown haphazardly on the floor, instead donning comfortable clothes. on the outside, the very first ray of lights are yet to shine.

"what a face you're making pfft" - vash says as he grabs both of wolfwood's cheeks, squeezing them a bit. wolfwood mumbles, "There's something that keeps landing on my face, it tickles." he grabs the hand that is on his right cheek. "Well you're letting it happens anyways right?" Vash muses, bringing the hand up to kiss on its knuckles. "Good morning Wolfwood. It's almost dawn"

"… Isn't it way too soon?" - wolfwood asks, but keeps to himself the prayers he's sending to god because the the boy on top of him was such a sight to behold. Vash flops down onto him, leaving the hand hanging and lace his own hand into Wolfwood's hair, peppering kisses to the side of his face. "Yep" - he answers - "But you woke up on your own tho" - facetiously. He giggles, saying that it was a joke after a beat of silence. A sigh, "don't make me upside you first thing in the morning." Wolfwood closes his eyes, hand combing through golden strands. "Heh, how merciful~" "We have a meet up with Milly and Meryl today, remember?" Vash reminds him, which does raise some vague memory. wolfwood hums, the other hand reaching around vash's torso, hugging him. " So, the sooner we arrive, the less likely she'll chew through my head." - Vash adds. "riiiight. And you were SO urgent in waking me up." in wolfwood's hold, both of them slowly turn to the right, towards the edge of the bed.

Well, you were just soooo cute, I couldn't help it! didn't thinkk you'll actually wakE UAA-!"

the bed creaks under the sudden shift in weight as wolfwood tosses vash over and under him, arms firmly hugging him, one at his back and one at his head, hungrily dives down to kiss. "!! Wolf-! Wait-!" Vash yelps, leg instinctively curls around the other's man hip to hang on, trying his damnest to grip on his shirt as HE is now half airborne, barely has any contact with the bed on his upper body. However, wolfwood seems to have another idea as he keeps deepening the kiss, pointedly holding Vash close, hands spread guarding the back of his head as both of them are sliding off the soft fabric.

"THUD!" a resounding fall, possibly enough to wake the room downstairs, followed shortly by laboured breaths amist wet smacks of lips. Heaves and huffs of air exchanging between the two bodies when the need to breath made itself necessary. They press close, cradling each other, and are lost to their own world. After a while they had to part. Metal arm shifts through black locks, caressing down to his nape and they hold eye contacts there, with lidded eyes, strands of saliva thins then breaks.

Wolfwood pushes up on his arms, looking smugly down at his now disheveled partner: "Now this is how it's done, Needlenoggin." he remarks. Vash tries to wrangle his thoughts back in order, but strings of Wolfwood's name and a wonderous question keeps filling his mind, of whether he should risk it all and have fun for a bit more. Regardless, snapping out of his trance, Vash sourly asks, with a wry smile and an aching head: "But did you really need to roll off the bed?" "Wrong side, whoops" - Wolfwood anwers unseriously, laughing as he finds the situation quite amusing.

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another lone cowboy in his field

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Surprisingly, I rarely see fics addressing Vash opinion on what Wolfwood lived. It’s intriguing to me honestly.

I don’t think Wolfwood would answer much of the questions

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they're eepy

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"i'll see you in the future when we're older... and we are full of stories to be told"

Bonus post-fic piece for our Vashwood reverse bang with the amazing @beesinspades

Find out how Vash & Wolfwood get their happy ending here!

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"Cross my heart and hope to die, I'll see you with your laughter lines."

Here is my piece for the Vashwood Reverse Bang! @beesinspades and I had so much fun (and shed lots of tears) and I'm so proud of our work!!

Check this link and embark on an emotional journey!!

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Here's a little preview of the fic that I wrote to go along with @lizkreates beautiful art for the Vashwood reverse bang. You can see her preview here!

We've both put a lot of work into these pieces, and i'm so excited that we'll finally be able to share them with you guys soon!!!

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