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isn't this how zev's recruitment went ?

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Advisors.

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some people were complaining the original of this was too easy; so here’s a hard version for nerds and people who are good at wordsearches

all words are up and down, no diagonals, some backwards

knock yourselves out

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the final battle in trespasser was an absolute clusterfuck and you know solas was looking down on it all like “my friends…my stupid, puny, mortal friends”

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Inspired by this post.  Have I mentioned that I will literally find any excuse to draw that dress from my Halamshiral picture again?

Dorian, I’m sure Cullen will thank you for being a bro once he regains use of his words.

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Zevran Arainai

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a video game: *has a quest where your character goes to a fancy party* 

me: 👌👌👌👀

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once you play dragon age you just get it

like other people balk at 100+ hour playthroughs and think it’s weird to “romance” a video game character but my boyfriend started playing and like 2 hours in he was like “i reloaded because cassandra didn’t like something I said, is that normal”

yes. yes it is. 

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Indomitable focus.

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whatever happens, you will come back.

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it turns out that the variable check for the final solas conversation isn’t a check for High Approval or even a Certain Amount of Approval like I thought, it’s only a check for Positive Approval.

So that means the Inquisitor has the power to help Solas see the world as real just by having 1 single approval point with him. That’s it.

I thought Solas was being a lot more picky than that, but he isn’t at all. Somehow this, plus the fact that Solas is so obviously pinning all of his hopes on the Inquisitor… why is everything about this so hurtful….?

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Ok, since I’ve just written a Solavellan oneshot (thanks to what might be the most magnificent Solavellan artwork to me personally and a song coming on spotify  that made me go ‘yeah no I’m doing this’) I was wondering: what song SCREAMS Solavellan to you - if you can only pick one?

I’ll start: Home - Daughter cause the entire song but especially “ Burned out flames should never re-ignite. But I thought you might “

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 Dear @hansaera  : this fanfic is 100% inspired by this breathtaking artwork (which is genuinely the first time an artwork inspired me to immediately start writing although I had no time for it it’s that good so congrats on your skill and artistry holy shit): https://hansaera.tumblr.com/post/174196776256/i-enjoyed-this-one-thank-you-so-much-for-this

(these songs were playing when I wrote:  Home – Daughter and You know me too well - Nothing but thieves)

What the stories kept untold

 She had demanded him to come with her alone after that mission, she needed to collect samples in the forest for someone. It was a ruse and they both knew it, but he silently accepted. He had only nodded. The fade had gotten tainted by those last words he had said to her. When he had left her. But he hadn’t left her, not really. He held his grip on her heart and sometimes she wanted to claw him out of her chest. But she couldn’t. She hoped he would start to speak on her own turf, for a fight, for him to lose control and speak what he wanted to say.

He didn’t speak, they walked in silence for what seemed like forever. Until he cried out her name because she hadn’t noticed the enemies ahead of her. They were strongly outnumbered and she cursed herself for only taking one companion. She should have known better, even if it was not some high stakes mission, she should have.  Cole’s words resounded in her mind, even now she was trying to slash some darkspawn’s throat. If this would be the last thing on her mind, if this would be how she was defeated… no.

“He hurts, an old pain from before,…” She slashed away at the monster in front of her as it let out  a shriek and fell to the ground.

“…when everything sang the same. “ Another came up at her from behind and she barely heard him in time. She ducked, turned and slashed at him as well. She felt her hand tremble ever so slightly. Songs were gone, all that was left was pain and regret. No, not regret. Just pain and screaming.

“You're real, and it means everyone could be real.” They had something real damnit. It was real to her. Tears were stinging in her eyes as she looked at him, fending off yet another one with his trademark manner. When he fought it looked like a dance. She felt a sharp pain in her upper legs and swirled her blade around her before she looked at the blood seeping through her trousers. Gashes. She gave out. No.

“It changes everything, but it can't.” She heard herself cry out and it was a relief, a release. Something she hadn’t allowed herself to do, not this primal not this harsh. He had just dispatched an enemy an turned around to cast something she did not recognize at him. He was wounded too, blood streaming down from right above his right eyebrow. She sank to her knees and didn’t quite know how but his eyes seemed to glow as he dispatched two enemies around her with one magic blast.

 He ran over to her, a kind of concern and detemination in his eyes she had missed and craved since he had broken up with her. He dropped his staff behind her and she planted her blade into the ground as he grabbed onto her, wordless. Her long braid was a mess and dangled behind her, as she curved her body against his. She remembered the days she had wanted to do this more than anything and now he was holding onto her.

He had never held her like this before. One arm tense and around her lower back, the other high and allowing him to pull her close. She felt herself unravel in his grasp but all the noise ringing in her head, disappeared. His face was buried against her neck. He eventually looked up.

It took only a second of looking into his eyes before all of her better judgement was gone. She grabbed a fistful of his tunic as feeling like he might dissipate at any given moment if she didn’t. She kissed him as if her life depended on it, because she felt as if it did. He didn’t kiss back at first, but he did not hold her any less closely either. She broke away, feeling even more hurt. The trail of blood on the side of his head seemed to have reached his cheek and she felt something seeping down hers as well. She didn’t curve away from him, chest still pressed against his. But she only barely managed to look him in the eye. His eyes were closed, as if he was trying to close himself off from her again.

She felt his hot breath on her lips as he spoke.“ Ir abelas. I can’t.” “ Tel'abelas. I don’t care. Right now I don’t fucking care. Don’t you dare let go.” She kissed him again and this time he gave in as she did. Hungrily, desperate, as if his life depended on it. She felt a million emotions wash over her as guided her onto his lap. She barely felt the pain stinging in her legs anymore , adrenaline rushing through her veins, as he broke away from her and stood up. Her confusion didn’t last long, because as soon as she looked him in the eyes and took his hand she realised he wasn’t closing himself off from her. She stood up slowly, looking at him, and they needed no words. 

They both picked up their weapons until they reached a slightly more covered spot and there they planted them back into the ground. As soon as they had, they gazed at each other and she heard a growl before he picked her up and pushed her against a tree. He looked at her for a second, as if to ask her if she was sure and she kissed his neck as response. What followed was a moment of madness before they’d lose it all …   The flame had been reignited and was about to scorch them both. Neither of them gave a damn anymore. It was perfect. And that moment she realised this would be part of the story nobody else would get to know about. It was also when she realised she had as much of a mark on him as he on her. 

This was no goodbye. It never would be between them.

I enjoyed this one! Thank you so much for this prompt @solverne ^^

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I enjoyed this one! Thank you so much for this prompt @solverne ^^

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Wynne: You love him

Warden: What? Love who?

Wynne: Alistair, of course

Warden: What? No! What gave you that idea?

Zevran: Oh, please, my dear. Even the dog can see it

Warden: Mabari are very intelligent creatures!

Zevran: So you admit it!

Warden: Yes, okay! I LOVE ALISTAIR THEIRIN

Alistair: *from halfway across the camp* PLEASE TELL ME I HEARD THAT CORRECTLY BECAUSE IT WOULD SAVE ME A LOT OF TIME SPENT FLIRTING BADLY

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I thought you were gonna be some shy nerd and be all akward and nervous like Cullen or Alistair! I wasn’t even planning on romancing you Solas you suave bastard!