#also meet my inquisitor Ellie Lavellan

[an-established-butt-dent]

What always intrigued me about the storyline with a romanced Solas is that Lavellan was so close to finding out the truth.

She must have had some suspicions before, but she never pushed him for the truth. She gave him time to open up on his own terms, to share when he was ready, which we know he almost did in Crestwood.

I wonder about the demons he fought in his head, the times duty came before love, while at the same time she made him question everything.

Such a tragic lovestory and no I’m still not over it it. :(

[5lazarus]

Masterlist of My Stories

My Writing

Every Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and Sunday, I post a snippet of what I'm currently working on.

On Mondays, I post the last lines of the stories I'm finishing up, as well as lessons learned from the previous week. I post this under the tag #last line monday and #lessons from the week.

On Wednesdays, I throw up a snippet of fanfiction. I post this under the tag #wip wednesday.

On Fridays, I write at least seven lines of my own stories, either poetry, essays, or fiction. I post this under the tag #seven line friday.

On Sundays, I post at least six lines of fanfic. I post this under the tag #six sentence sunday.

For more information about me, check out my About Me page. I don't answer personal questions unless I share an asklist, I don't take prompts unless I share a promptlist, and I don't keep anonymous asks on. I've also made two promptlists--one a writing challenge, the other a list of poetry prompts! Find my work archived and updated under hes5thlazarus on Archive of Our Own.

Below is a catalogue of my stories, broken down by fandom (Dragon Age, Harry Potter, Star Trek):

My Dragon Age Stories

There Is No Ithaca Three moments where Solas loses his home: Solas wrecks his revolution on the altar of Mythal. Solas returns from war to find Ghilan’nain incubating the Blight within their own home. Fen'Harel negotiates the end of the world with the Thaig of the Bastion of the Pure. Answers to various asks from brightoncemore's wonderful promptlist.

Ultramarine Sylaise attempts to trademark the color blue, initiating a civil war. Fen'Harel disapproves. Felassan, at this point, is just along for the ride. Highlights include: Andruil attempts to create biological weapons out of the conquered children of the stone and sell them to absolutely everyone, Mythal may or may not involve, Solas greatly disapproves, and everyone wants to kill Fen'Harel for disapproving. Also an explanation as to why Solas has to think before answering Sera on whether he has ever pissed magic by accident. Sorta a love story, sorta a comedy, sorta a story about political intrigue--but hey, Solas said Arlathan was even worse than Orlais! A big thank you to potatowitch and isomede for talking me through this and getting me to finish it--and for giving me the best ideas for it.

Overheard at the Hanged Man Thirty-one stories written in Nightmare-mode for Beyond the Veil's 2020 Artober Challenge, ranging through the entire series, from Arlathan before the Blight to the Chargers in Serault.

Alistair the Accidental Heretic Alistair gets bored during morning prayer and starts changing the words of the Chant as he sings. Mother Prudence and Knight-Commander Greagoir are less than pleased, and soon he finds himself tripping up over accidental heresy even within the kitchens of Kinloch Hold. It's not easy, being a half-elf templar with a conscience, because even having a sense of humor is heresy.

The Starkhaven Crier A portrait of two future apostates at ten-year-olds: Jowan and Surana are bored, get dragged to the Chantry for the good of their souls, and accidentally make the new girl from Starkhaven cry. Featuring Surana determined to be the one Dalish against letting the Maker come back, the self-hating mage in the Surana/Amell origin as the Starkhaven Crier, and the same Mother Prudence who sent Alistair to bed without supper. From the six Florence & the Machine prompts that ellie-effie sent me.

Morrigan at the Crossroads Morrigan reaches her breaking point, confronted with the one person she cannot flee: her six-week-old son, who cannot be soothed back to sleep, struggling in the Crossroads. From a prompt musettta3 sent me.

Shartan's Riddle Surana talks Mahariel through writing Leliana, after Leliana leaves to work for the Divine. Shartan promised them a home, and Mahariel worries Leliana, devout as she is, cannot give it to her. From the six Florence & the Machine prompts that ellie-effie sent me.

Winter in Amaranthine The Wardens' companions decide to leave, and Warden-Commander Arana Mahariel cannot find a reason good enough to tell them no. Meanwhile, letters between the Warden and Leliana get lost in translation, and Arana makes it worse. From the six Florence & the Machine prompts that ellie-effie sent me.

Palimpsest Velanna and Sigrun fight some darkspawn, talk around the past, and write some letters. Written as a gift for hellbell, for the Sapphic Solstice 2021 Gift Exchange.

Phosphorescence A Despair demon in the Foundry district is clogging up the whole city with a miasma of misery. Justice runs into an old friend of his, during Anders' first few weeks in Kirkwall, and the three set to work. Heavy-handed allegory abounds, but, Justine opines, that’s the Dreamers’ fault. From the six Florence & the Machine prompts that ellie-effie sent me.

Labyrinth "Anders made no attempt at escape during the years they were together." This story is meant to explore everything absolutely horrible about that statement. If the core part of Anders' identity is his refusal to submit to imprisonment, then perhaps listening to Karl was a violation of his sense of self. Things get better, and then things get worse.

Kirkwall Thunderstorm Family squabbling as the storm sets in, Hawke flees to face the thunderstorm head on, and laughs, because what's more to life than this, chasing a storm all the way down to the harbor? From the six Florence & the Machine prompts that ellie-effie sent me. One of my favorite things I've written in 2020.

Debutante Leandra manages Hawke's debut ball, and surprises herself by having a lot of fun. From an OC ask I decided to turn into a prompt.

Dregs Anders baits Varric, or Varric baits Anders, both drunk at the Hanged Man. There's no resolution to an argument when they're both just angry, thinking about dead mages. From the six Florence & the Machine prompts that ellie-effie sent me. One of my favorite things I've written in 2020.

The Scent of Pomegranates Merrill brings a pomegranate to the Hanged Man, to try and capture some of the way her clan celebrated the new year. Fenris is oddly moved. Written for the DA Den's 2020 Holiday Gift Exchange.

Anders in Autumn Anders and Fenris, over the course of one gorgeous autumn in Kirkwall, find common ground, a common goal, and even tenderness, as the city grows cool and vibrant in the changing of the year. Justice returns to the streets of Kirkwall, one way or another, and it is as transformative and loving as justice truly is. An answer to an Artober challenge from cozy-autumn-prompts

Warp & Weft Anders wakes Fenris up in the middle of the night talking, and then not wanting to talk, about weaving. What they remember and what they have forgot climb into the bed with them. A gift for potatowitch.

Landlocked Merrill goes looking for Isabela after a night of drinking at the Hanged Man, and finds her considering the sun rising over the horizon at the docks. They're landlocked and the salt's drained them both dry, but maybe it's not all been a waste. They're shipless, not shipwrecked. Part of a personal challenge to write more femslash, after realizing how little there is in Dragon Age fandom.

Love and Red Ink Varric tries his hand at a more literary Bildungsroman about his youth as a Kirkwall bohemian. Bianca tears it apart, editing for his own good. Sometimes love is in the margins, your almost ex-girlfriend telling you--I wasn't that pretty, when I was that young.

The Most Boring Sex Party in All Orlais Josephine and Leliana both admit the night they met ended with someone's smallclothes pinned to the Chanter's Board--but what happened right before? Josephine says, “I have played the Game before, and understand its cutthroat stakes. But I must admit, I never thought I would witness the opening salvo of a coup at the most boring sex party of all Orlais.”

Catabasis Kirkwall's in ashes and Hawke and their friends are on the run. Varric might have ended the story at the docks, but the conflict continues. The question persists: should they separate? And what brought them together in the first place? From a series of prompts ellie-effie and musetta3 sent me.

The Domestics Alistair runs into an older elven woman on the battlements, watching the children play in the Skyhold courtyard below. They get to talking: isn't it nice that the mages get to keep their children now? Then, in the course of the conversation, Alistair figures it out. Alistair says, “I always wondered. What my life would’ve been like, if she could’ve kept me. I always kinda knew she didn’t have a choice. King’s bastards are the king’s, not whoever carried them. If she were a servant and if I’d end up in the kitchens or, better yet, the dairy. I really like cheese. But if she were a mage, I guess we never had any of that. Unless she ran away.”

The Bane of Red Crossing In the astrarium cave in the Storm Coast with Inquisitor Lavellan, Cole, and Solas, Sera opens a chest and finds a beautiful bow, named the Bane of Red Crossing. But what is the Bane of Red Crossing? According to the codex: "Ser Yves de Chevac used this bow in the Exalted March against the Dales – specifically, in the liberation of Val Royeaux, where the chevalier famously struck down the elven forces' commander with a shot to the throat at two hundred feet." Lavellan is not pleased, but does not know how to communicate effectively with Sera. Cole and Solas make it worse. Sometimes there is no adequate resolution, when you are faced with the instrument of your great-grandparents' destruction. Sometimes there is nothing that disinterested compassion can say.

To the Victor the Spoils In the Skyhold gardens, in Adamant's wake, Solas meets Loghain. A character study of two trickster-kings, speaking a little too honestly. As Loghain himself says, "The past is always with us. It’s in our bones and our blood and we wear it on our skin. You can think otherwise, but you’ll never get far without it."

Dead Man Hiking Solas broods over what has been lost. Dorian interrupts, and Solas dangles hidden knowledge in front of him like a carrot. They both take the bait, because, as irritable and sad Solas can get, "he wants to give wisdom, not orders," and Dorian loves to learn. Written for Beyond the Veil's 2020 Satinalia Gift Exchange.

So Much Lore! So Much Information! Dorian has a wonderful conversation with the Skyhold Librarian about improvements to the library's filing system and the innovations coming out of Minrathous when Vivienne comes by and points out he's just talking to himself. He's been waxing rhapsodic about the Tevinter equivalent of the Dewey decimal system to a spirit--or maybe a demon. So clearly they must investigate.

Dirthara Ma! May You Learn After the Exalted Council, Solas stops for a drink and a sulk in a quiet tavern in Ostwick. He is convinced no one will ever recognize him with a full head of hair and a beard. Then the Inquisitor walks in. The first in a canon-compliant post-Trespasser Solavellan series.

White Nights A year after Trespasser, Lavellan takes a new lover to a quiet inn in Val Royeaux. She steps out to the balcony for a quick smoke under the stars, looks over to the balcony adjacent to hers--and who is there but the Dread Wolf himself, slightly disguised, with a glass of wine? Despite themselves they talk, and do not stop talking. “Entertain me,” Solas says. “What ending will Master Tethras write for us? Because I do not know how to leave this gracefully. Though I suppose any ending is better than the last one, when I left with your arm.” The second and most comprehensive in a canon-compliant post-Trespasser Solavellan series. From the six Florence & the Machine prompts that ellie-effie sent me. One of my favorite things I've written in 2020.

Ligaments Briala has loaded her dice when playing the Game. Gaspard throws her in prison, but her message goes out to both the Dread Wolf, keen to better his reputation for catastrophe amongst the elves of Orlais, and the Dalish Inquisitor, who is still reeling from the loss of her arm. “We do not necessarily know he is the enemy,” Leliana says. “And it is exciting, no? To have that rush of danger and destruction between every kiss.” The third in a canon-compliant post-Trespasser Solavellan series. From the six Florence & the Machine prompts that ellie-effie sent me. One of my favorite things I've written in 2020.

Out From Under the Dread Wolf's Eye Briala and Merrill try and steal an eluvian out from under the Dread Wolf's eye. It doesn't quite work, but that doesn't mean the day's a failure, not when there's dinner to be had and a connection to explore. Written as a gift for hellbell, for a prompt they gave for the Sapphic Solstice 2021 Gift Exchange, but not submitted to the collection.

The Domesticities Solas adjust to a new, gentle love that has gripped his heart and will not let him go: a Lavellan who heralds a world he did dream of, and learns how to survive grief and his own betrayal, learns how to surrender the high moral ground and focus on the domesticities. A series of Solas-POV ficlets from my story, Fen'Harel's Teeth, where Lavellan is a mother and leader in her own right, and barely keeping her head above the water of her own deep grief. Not in chronological order!

He Who Hunts Alone Solas will restore the Elvhen People as he knew them, even if this world must die. It is his only purpose as he understands it. But a magical accident leaves him in another world, where a version of himself has made a very different choice. Solas is forced to reckon with a desire he has never let himself explore. Inquisitor Tara Trevelyan, both his friend and adversary, is dragged with him, as they move from their world, to a world where Solas seems to have won it all, to another that seems both their worst nightmare. Inquisitor Tara Trevelyan: the rebel apostate mage, romanced Josephine Inquisitor Imladris Lavellan: the Dalish First, romanced Solas, featured in Fen'Harel's Teeth Inquisitor Brigid Trevelyan: the faithful Andrastian prophet, rogue and noble, Tara's sister, romanced Blackwall and then Cullen Written in tandem with my partner, batsy22-me, and likewise abandoned when we got bored of it.

Fen'Harel's Teeth First Lavellan, Imladris Ashallin, thought that her audience with the Divine against templars' harassment of Dalish mages would be a token protest, and that her people would use it to draw the city elves closer to the Vir Tanadahl. She didn't think her Keeper's calculations would catapult her to the top of the Chantry's leadership, manipulating the powers of Thedas to leave her people be. Meanwhile, Briala foments revolution in Halamshiral, using the eluvian network to sabotage the armies of Orlais. A new movement erupts in the Dales, and elves across Thedas look at this so-called "Herald of Andraste" and see Mythal's vallaslin. Fiona breaks the chains of mages across Thedas, and Fenris starts whispers of a new age in Tevinter--one where the slaves throw down their masters. A new age is coming, and all of Thedas look to Lavellan to usher it in. My baby, my never-ending story, my current work-in-progress.

My Harry Potter Stories

Harry Potter Daydreams Archiving my old Harry Potter headcanons from Tumblr onto AO3. These are not necessarily nice to the characters from canon, and focus what I find interesting--their flaws, and how that could create conflict in their lives.

General Snape Headcanons Archiving my old Harry Potter headcanons from Tumblr onto AO3.

Augury Gang Eileen's mother curses her, and she dies not too long after giving birth to Severus. Tobias, a millworker and a proud union man, does his best.

Snape in the City Instead of dying, Snape moves to New York. A Severus Snape/Narcissa Malfoy and Severus Snape/Regulus Black story.

An Incident at the Mill the millrat AU A series of vignettes on what could’ve happened if Tobias Snape had been badly injured in an accident at the mill, forcing Severus to drop out of Hogwarts before the Prank. Predominantly Lilycentric. Snily shippers, rejoice: most of the vignettes are from Lily’s point of view, featuring her as flawed, passionate, bullheaded, comfortable in her sexuality, quick to curse and quicker to laugh at herself–and with a complicated relationship to alcohol and the Wizarding World. A big thank you to eleniaz and deathdaydungeon for sparking the initial headcanons that became this series.

Saplings 1980 Albus asks Minerva to tend to the "tender new sapling" of a Potions Master. Minerva looks at the manic-triggered recovered Death Eater and thinks they're doomed for failure. Snape thinks she's right. A couple of friendship & mentorship & not-quite hurt/comfort ficlets, where Severus oozes despair and McGonagall fails, completely, utterly, to be of service. There are two pieces of fanart floating around Snapedom, one of Snape oozing, the other a comic eleniaz did years ago. Unfortunately I've lost the links.

Harry Potter and the Summer of the Stepfather In an alternate world where Neville Longbottom is the Boy-Who-Lived, Harry Potter's parents divorce relatively amicably. Eventually, Lily starts dating again, and Harry finds himself actually enjoying the summer Snape stays over.

Last Round at the Hog's Head Thirty-one ficlets written for the 2020 Snapetober challenge.

Your Body's a Revolution Eight stories written for the 2020 Trans Snape Week challenge.

July 1977 Snape stews in teenage melodrama, eating lunch at a cheap fish-and-chips shop in Upper Cokeworth, beset by memories of a wasted ex-girlfriend, who couldn't be Lily Evans--what Bertha Jorkins saw behind the greenhouses, and what came after. Revised from an earlier account, cross-posted from fanfiction.net.

Maleficari's Mutinous Munitions Sprout grew the wrong kind of mandrakes--mandragora, rather than English mandrakes, and no one knew that there actually was an infinitesimal difference--so Severus needs to save the day before Lockhart can. A little of Slytherin cunning, a willingness to embezzle, and a sense of spite wins the day. Prompted by masaotheheckindog.

Honeydukes Horror Remus Lupin genially humiliates Severus Snape as he attempts to order chocolates. Some schoolboy grudges never get better, and nothing Severus can say will let him seem the better man. Prompted by snapescapades.

Weavers Bored before the start of sixth year, Harry goes through Petunia's old family photo albums. He demands some answers, and Dumbledore sends Snape. "He finds a photo of her laughing with a boy who is not his father, who’s got his long black hair and a hand thrown up, too, covering his face. She’s about his age in this photo, or a bit older. Carefully he slides it out of the plastic. There’s writing on the back: 'Weavers, Sev & Lily, 1976. to Baba O’Riley and the rest of our lives!!' The writing is familiar, spidery, almost indecipherable, and he squints because it reminds him of someone, it’s strangely familiar, and then he drops the photo in shock. Because he knows: that’s Severus Snape."

They Call This Closure? Severus comes to consciousness into a dream of Potter reenacting his worst memory-and then Lily Evans comes tearing in at age sixteen, rather than as the more mature adult his subconscious normally designs her. They call this closure? Officially dead, officially incomplete: and I call this closure?

Harry Potter and the Cursed Mark Triple-cross! Mitarashi Anko of the Village Hidden in the Leaves joins Severus Snape as one of Dumbledore's agents, seeking to train the Boy-Who-Lived to understand his mental connection to Lord Voldemort. Snape thinks that they really didn't need to hire a goddamn technicolor ninja to fill the DADA position, but at least it's not one of Fudge's underlings taking charge--wait, he has to put up with her anyway? More seriously, Anko and Severus discover a connection between their cursed marks and the Potter boy's scar, Dumbledore expedites the plot, and Voldemort weaves an insidious plot, inspired by Lord Orochimaru, to take over the Resistance--from the inside. Incomplete and officially dead.

My Star Trek Stories

Raktajino Kira Nerys stews over the history of Terok Nor and the Occupation over a cup of raktajino, soon after she meets Marritza, and Garak just does not know when to leave a bleeding wound alone. Written as a gift for batsy22-me.

Open Mic at Quark's Thirty-one stories written for Trektober 2020, ranging from TOS, the movies, to Lower Decks and Discovery. Includes Keiko joining the Maquis, Spock introducing Amanda to Saavik, Mariner and crew getting lost on a road trip, and more!

Splash Quark takes a dip in a hot spring. Odo follows. It is not, Odo insists, sexy. Regardless, Quark is going to enjoy tormenting him with mutual nudity, since he was the one who interrupted his bath, after all. Prompted by saathiray.

Lore and the Prophets Lore thinks he can sneak off Deep Space Nine and get through the wormhole without anyone noticing. The Prophets have other ideas. Written for the Star Trek 2020 Gift Exchange, for electricsunrise.

Jambalaya Before Worf's wedding plans take over the station, Benjamin Sisko tries to find out what happened during the Founders' occupation of Deep Space Nine, and why Odo won't look him in the eye. Of course he investigates in the guise of inviting everyone to dinner.

Tear of the Prophets Was prompted by saathiray to write about Kira Nerys repatriating an artifact sacred to Bajor from Cardassia, and this is what we got! The Shakaar cell leads a procession after Cardassia returns the Orb of Contemplation to Bajor, to collective joy. Kai Opaka says, "So I say to you my people, the survivors of atrocity and keepers of the wormhole—the Prophets cried for you millennia before you were made. They sent their Tears from their temple as a safeguard as to what was to come. And now that it is safe, now that we have won—their Tears are for all." Featuring Latha having an Orb experience, explaining why he became a vedek.

Jane Austen Book Club Dukat reads Pride and Prejudice to help him understand human relations (and fuck the Sisko). He thinks he’s being Darcy but really, he’s just Mr. Collins…and evil. Garak lends him a copy of Jane Austen and a horrific cravat, and really, it's all downhill from there.

Miscellaneous Stories

Fireworks, a feminist deconstruction of Naruto Sarada takes one look at the Uchiha legacy and decides she wants no part of it. Sakura, who has built herself a life independent of the husband who abandoned them, tries to reckon with how her daughter cannot actually decide the path her life takes. And Hanabi is happy to offer advice and consolation, as Sakura tries to talk her best friends into letting Sarada be a civilian. A feminist deconstruction of Naruto, where everyone is taken seriously and treated with the same love Sakura offers to all her friends. No character-bashing, just contemplating what could have happened if, when Sasuke left Sakura and their baby the second time, Sakura decided to file for divorce rather than wait for him to come back. Of course they still love each other. Of course it's not simple.

Same Time Next Week?, a Babylon 5 fanfic Vir and Lennier meet for their usual drink. A pre-relationship, lightest of touches, beginning of it all story.

Sunrise, Parabellum, a Disco Elysium fanfic Early Wednesday morning, before Harry's woken up and before they've closed the water lock and headed to the fishing village, Kim Kitsuragi gets up and wants a cigarette. He has a cup of coffee instead and contemplates his partner's newfound sobriety. Sunrise, parabellum: he gets up and prepares for war.

Dragon Eyes, an Avatar: the Last Airbender fanfic On a diplomatic mission to the Fire Nation, Katara leaves the children with Aang to have tea with Zuko and Mai. But the two of them have something they want to talk about. They've lived enough of fathers neglecting one child for the other, and they have seen enough. Katara wishes they had propositioned her, rather than bring this up.

Cages, an Avatar: the Last Airbender fanfic Mai visits Azula. It is not easy.

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OC INFORMATION

(Because I will never not draw/ write about my ocs)

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Wylarin Rosegrass (bosmer)

The vestige in ESO, she grew up in Malabal Tor in three village Tangledhaven with her parents Nithriel and Argorn and her four older siblings Brengolin,Mindra,Thoron,Sillas. (Thoron,Sillas and Wylarin are triplets). Wylarin was given to Manimarco to be sacrificed after a Drugblog attack where amidst the chaos she was snatched. Her family followed in hopes of rescuing her but they ended up forced to watch as she was sacrificed. Oops. Her family thought her to be dead until a year or so later she and an Imperial man and a Dunmer woman enter the village to help the Treethane who alerts the family about her miraculous return.

2. Mialee (Maven) Eytherlylth (wood elf)

From my first on going dnd campaign, she's the second youngest of her adopted mother Andraste Gladonelle's children. Her two older sisters and her are biologically related and were adopted after their parents were murdered and house set ablaze when Mialee was about 8. At one point after her birth, a curse was placed on her and she had no idea until after she turned 100 (a legal adult for elves) and a guy high on mushrooms told her. During her childhood after adoption, she and her sisters were taught the ways of courtiers and eventually were allowed to learn other things... mialee chose stealth and lock picking from Andraste. When she turned 98, she ran away from her family's mansion in Neverdawn and began exploring after joining the thieves guild which lead to her trying to steal from The Dragon's Nest and led her to meet two of her current party members and friends Gorgo and Ellis. They've now made it back to Neverdawn and she's undergone her naming ceremony... after dying again briefly(it's her specialty :p) and her adult name is Maven!

3. Mahanon Lavellan (dalish)

He was one of the hunters for his clan and was one of the best when it came to dual wielding. When his clan's keeper had caught wind of some peace talks at the temple of sacred ashes, she sent Mahanon to spy and return with news on which way the war would go. Instead of spying on the talks, he overheard a commotion and walked in on Coryphyus trying to sacrifice Divine Justinia. He jumped into action and was sent into the fade and barely made it out alive. He woke up in the dungeon at Haven where his journey to seal the rifts began. When he gathered enough power he sided with the mages with the belief that they deserve freedom and protection; its during the talks at Redcliff's Chantry that he meets his eventuall boyfriend Dorian. After the battle at Haven and his miraculous survival, he's named Inquisitor and he then had the most stressful few years of his life. Oh and uh...we don't talk about his arm.

4. Elana Lavellan (dalish)

Basically the same as Mahanon except she was one of her clan's warriors and was quite the brutal foe for anyone who dared attack their camps. She too jumped into action at the Temple of Sacred Ashes and also was apprehended briefly before going around sealing rifts. She met a mysterious "gray warden" Blackwall and fell pretty freaking fast for him but the two danced around each other for a while so she tried being with Solas but after their first kiss she went straight back to Blackwall. She also sided with the mages but thinks they still need some structure, just not in the circles. She too was named inquisitor and uh, yeah definitely don't mention her arm.

5. Elruin Rosegrass (Bosmer)

Elruin was born in the capital of Ghratwood, Elden Root, and after growing restless she started exploring her way through Cyrodil. Her memories during that stint of her life are hazy at best so she has no idea what lead her to Skyrim to begin with. While she thinks the landscape are pretty, she hates the snow and cold. Ironically, she was a homeowner before she learned of her status as a Dragonborn and even then she was wary to do anything about it... that was until she ran into Lucien Flavus and Inigo the Brave. The Two quickly became her closest friends and they also picked up Kaidan and Khash along her journey to defeat Alduin. At some point in her journey she adopted three children; Blaise, Lucia, and Alesian. Elruin and Kaidan quickly fell in love after she helped him with his personal quest and they got married in the Rift.

6. Ashtyn Malphia (high elf)

Part of my newest second campaign. Ashtyn is the hero of her hometown of Nogrin, after she continually stole back everything the capital city would steal from her town. Eventually she and her older twin brother Asher were caught and brought to their parents Reylynn and Erris for punishment. Since both parents supported their children's activities (since their businesses were jeopardized when things got stolen) they decided to send them to their grandfather Abian for "punishment". In reality, they spent their time in the thieves guild hideout learning how to properly steal from their doting grandfather, who is the leader of the guild. After their punishment was over, they were sent home to continue landing blows on the corrupt capital. Eventually the heists caught up to Ashtyn and she had a large amount of people in the capital who wanted her jailed so she was quick to leave town to protect everyone there. She settled down in Firwood and laid low to avoid attention. That wad until one night in the main hall where a fire started and she was quick to assist; shortly after a scout for the mayor of a nearby town approached her and asked her to go meet with him. She did and she was employed into his "first" adventuring party along with Rani,Nemo, and Dalon. They kinda royally fucked up their first task but luckily were still employed and headed off to Dalon's hometown to investigate a mine.

Feel free to ask me about them!

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Video Game Meme

Tagged by @lucianhuntress!

Favorite Game from the last 5 years. Dragon Age Inquisition, probably. At least in terms of hours spent on.

Most nostalgic game. Sims 2. I like to listen to the music while drawing. Also World of Warcraft in a sense cause those days are over.

Game that deserves a sequel. A Vampyre Story. It was actually supposed to get a sequel, but I think the kickstarter campaign never got through :(

Game that deserves a remaster. Commander Keen? I used to play Commander Keen 4 as a kid a lot. Would be nice to see it with modern graphics and if the same feeling could be conveyed.

Favorite game series. It’s hard to compare these two, so Dragon Age or Final Fantasy.

Favorite Genre. RPG. Also idk what the umbrella term is but games where your choices influence the course of the game.

Least Favorite. At the moment, Player Unknown’s Battleground just because I’m so sick of listening to KOLMOSEN KYPÄRÄ ANNA FAKKII MUL ON JO KASIÄKSÄ when hubby plays it -__-

Favorite Song for a Game. I love the tavern songs in Dragon Age Inquisition.

Favorite Character from a game. Seriously... Uhh I guess atm it’s Connor from Detroit: Become Human? I have so many faves. This post has most of them. Also Yrel is awesome from World of Warcraft.

Favorite ship from a game. Love story-wise I like Solas x Lavellan cause it’s sweet but huuuuurts so does Solas’s face after the inquisitor is through with him. I’m not really into canon ships? So idk, sorry!

Favorite voice actor from a game. Gaaah. There are so many. Noah Watts as Ratonhnhaké:ton in Assassin’s Creed 3 and Bryan Dechart as Connor in Detroit: Become Human (or rather, his whole performance). I just love Greg Ellis’ voice. I’ve listened to his audio books too. Laura Bailey ofc. In Final Fantasy XV there are so many talented voice actors that I like because of wholly different reasons like Robbie Daymond and Darin De Paul.

Favorite Cutscene. Spoiler Alert! In the ending of DBH when Hank hugs Connor, a single manly tear rolled down my cheek. Then the scene where your character is announced to become the inquisitor in DA:I always makes feel a funny sense of pride and I love it.

Favorite Boss. Probably some raid boss in WoW. I have a lot of good memories from raiding with my guildies and while the bosses might have been annoying af, eventually killing them made it all worth it.

First console. GameBoy Color, but it technically was my brother’s. First my own console was PlayStation 2.

Current console. PlayStation 4 is the only one I still play on. Also have PS2 & 3, Xbox360, GameBoy Advance SP and Nintendo DSi. 

Console you want. Would rather get VR shit for PS4, but maybe whateveristhelatest Nintendo console for bebe.

Place from a video game that you’d like to visit? Definitely Darnassus in WoW BEFORE SOMEONE BURNED IT DOWN #notmywarchief. Also the other capitals in WoW.

Place from a game that you’d like to live in? Insomnia from FFXV. I might not be able to live without modern tech and certainly wouldn’t mind meeting a certain prince.

Ridiculous crossover that would never happen but would be super fun? Um, can I have FFXV as Voltage Inc. or Cheritz game? Thanks.

Book that would make a great game? Uhh I can’t think of anything. I haven’t read anything not-video-game-related in a loooong time.

Movie/Show that would make a great game? Lucifer! I like crime solving games where you have to search for clues then deduce what happened.

Game you want to play? Atm I wanna play WoW, but I know I don’t have as much time to put into it as I’d like to so it’s better to stay away.

Have you gotten 100% completion in a game? The only one I can think of is Assassin’s Creed 3.

Have you cried over a game? Tears of frustration in WoW. I cried a bit in the end of DBH. As for others, it’s not really that hard to make me cry over an emotional scene.

What power-up or ability would you want in real life? I’d like to fly! Or teleport, even short distances.

If you wanna do this - JUST DO IT. Say I tagged you.

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OC Kiss Week- Hesitant

Once again I borrowed Ellie from @cerulean--blues and this is from a lovely, wonderful amazing idea I had. I don’t know how many of y’all know this, but I love steampunk. Like I take apart watches and such and use them in all of my decorating. Devour all the books. Lose my mind over the clothes. Have grand plans for a kitchen chandelier and collect maps and steamer trunks. I also have a thing for wings. So this just combines a few of my favorite of things.

Flight

"Flash, I want you to be meet." He chuckled as a shadow crossed over them with a whoop. Ellie looked up, raven black wings caught in the air before the woman dropped. "Rose Hawke, Champion of Kirkwall."

"Though I don't use that title much at the moment." She landed lightly on her feet, the black wings folding neatly at her shoulders with soft metallic clicks as she pushed the darkened googles back on her head. Sea blue eyes shimmered with laughter and warmth as they lingered a moment too long along Eleran's form. "Yours is far more impressive, Inquisitor." 

She shook her head. "I have half of Thedas watching me for guidance."

Rose's expression turned thoughtful before she broke into a grin. "I had a city, it's not all it's cracked up to be. I know I came here to discuss serious business but have you ever flown, Lady Lavellan? Anyone is more productive after a bit of fun."

Varric snorted. "You never do productive, menace."

"Fucking productive would be boring." She deadpanned. He rolled his eyes as Eleran held back her laughter. Varric had always been easy going but she had never seen him this relaxed. Rose patted his arm. "I've had these wings for years and he has never once flown with me. Not even after I peeled all that traditional, awful gold plate off.”

"You can fly anyone?" Eleran's ears perked up with interest, her body almost vibrating in excitement. 

"With a death wish."

Varric laughingly dodged her halfhearted smack. "No. I couldn't lift that Qunari I saw, the great big guy. If I can pick them up, I can fly them. The wings, they run on lyrium and runes. I activate them with magic and they haul their own weight but a lot of it still comes from me." She held out her hand with a soft smile. "What do you say?"

Eleran took her hand and Rose kicked off, wrapping her arms around her with a laugh. She slowed their ascent with a soft spiral, the dark wings spread wide to catch the mountain wind. Eleran shivered. “Cold? Give me a second, I’ve gotten good at these.” Warmth filled her, like laying in the sun on a summer day. Those tumultuous eyes peered into hers, freckled crooked nose so close to her own. “Better?” Ellie nodded, struggling to find her voice. Rose grinned. “Look at this view then. I haven’t seen anything like it.”

All of Skyhold lay below them, the garden courtyard a vibrant green amidst the grey stone. The people so small, more fragile. Eleran yanked her eyes from them and cast them to the mountains as far as the eye could see. The sun cast them in every shade, reflecting against the ice and untouched treasures in the earth. The valley below Skyhold with its springs and fields reminded her of the fancy paintings she had seen in Val Royeaux, but they could not touch on the beauty of the real thing. There was a gentle bob with every wingbeat as Rose held them aloft, far calmer then the thudding in her heart. “It’s beautiful.”

“I.” Rose stammered and Ellie’s gaze whipped back to her just as Rose’s head was turning away, her braid flicking against her wings and tangling. “Damn it. Hold on tightly, if it sticks in the gears, well, we probably won’t fall from the sky but I will be very upset.” When Ellie’s arms were tight around her, and then her legs making her chuckle, she let go and quickly freed her hair, curling the braid back into its bun and securing it to her head.

“Does that happen often?”

“You would be amazed. I should probably return you to the ground though.” She grimaced. “After flying here, I am a little sorer then I realized.”

Eleran laughed. “That balcony is mine, champion.” A sigh of relief left her. “Did you fly here from wherever you were?”

She shook her head. “Caught Isabela’s ship to West Hill and then flew in. Once you get your port going though.” She chuckled. “You could be the trading hub of this part of Ferelden.” She landed them on the balcony and took a step back, chaffing her hands against her arms. “Enjoy your first flight, my lady?”

“Yes, I can see why you are notorious for it.”

Rose snorted. “Well, if that’s all I’m notorious for, Varric has been very quiet.” She chewed her lip, eyes roving Eleran’s face and losing herself in her aqua eyes. She shook her head. “Fuck it.”

“What?” The confused arch of Eleran’s brow was replaced with shock as Rose’s lips crashed into hers. There was no demand in it, a yielding almost and when she went to break away Eleran balled her fist in the front of the Champion’s shirt. A breath of laughter danced across her lips and a soft nip followed it.

Rose pulled away with a bright smile that matched Eleran’s before somersaulting over the balcony railing. Eleran dove for the edge and Rose’s powerful wings brought her back to eye level with a giddy laugh. “Let’s fly again sometime, my lady. We need to finish that serious talk anyway.” She dove with a whoop of glee, sending birds squawking from her path as Eleran’s bright laughter followed her.