it didn't sing, it didn't dance

dragon age. origins, awakening, & da2 primarily. always asking hey where's zevran. what's he doing. early modern vibes and by vibes i do mean vibes. what if i apply a bunch of otherwise usually fun but not esp practical info into helping a faux-medieval/renaissance setting make a little more sense to me specifically. ask me abt my playlists if u enjoy the shawm. ask me abt shakespeare/early modern english theatre if u want a new friend. i am shy but friendly. house-trained!

ao3 here

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will eventually compile some info abt ocs but for now:

my main girl is cat cousland, a walking anxiety disorder who is having a bad time. an autism diagnosis would not save her but it would make her brother go ohhhhhhhh wow.

my hawke is an andersmancer but more importantly, bethany is there (: ask me abt fenbelathany.

i think. whew. upset. in a good way. i think it is so beautiful that thjazi did not understand what being a father meant to hal — how could he have??? he gave up HIS life to do the work, i am haunted by him showing up so late at hal's while hal is up w his infant daughter who won't sleep, like it wasn't malicious it was just a fundamental disconnect. but his ritual wouldn't have worked without hal's children. part of thjazi must have fully understood his own personal stakes beyond the v heavy and v correct responsibility to future generations in a way he couldn't understand hal's fatherhood, but he rly held some of those future generations in his arms ):

the dichotomy between hal's idea of the rungjani and thjazi's idea of the rungjani was never actually a dichotomy. that line dissolves. they both cared. hal and thaisha were both trying to heal the broken places of the world. they all felt alone and abandoned at one point or another but in fact ): in fact they rly were fighting for the same thing ):

i think what moves me so much abt this campaign is the respect it has for the dead. the dead need to know they're loved, too. they might not ever be able to know, but for our own humanity, or at least for mine, the dead have to receive care and love. and the campaign starts w thjazi's funeral, and i believe the ppl who loved him will continue to do that.

anyway vokjan murray you will always be fucking famous, you will always be fucking LOVED