Doglords Never Say Die

I don’t think any of the blogs calling for reblogs on a post ever actually got around to making a DA masterlist {do correct me if I’m wrong}, but I think it’d be helpful to throw one up so we can keep track of who is in our community!

That being the case, I’m going to start working on this. Our very own DARP masterlist! C: All you have to do is reblog this {if you RP a Dragon Age character – OCs more than welcome!} and I’ll get around to adding your blog to the list. If blogs are inactive / go inactive {don’t post anything for around two months without notice} they will be removed from the masterlist… but they’re always welcome to be re-added!

IN LIGHT OF TODAY’S EVENTS

Please reblog this to show your support for OCs FIGHTING BACK. Please reblog this to show your support of all OC’s everywhere and to say that you are a safe space for OC’s in this very canon oriented community.

DRAGON AGE Aesthetics » Mabari

“But I have need of him again.” The mage followed behind the woman, his robes swishing softly as he moved. The redheaded elf seemed to be the sort to preen, even a vain man, upon closer inspection. A pendant hung around his neck with some reddish liquid in a phial as a charm, and on his left hand he wore a rosewood ring. It wasn’t quite the standard marriage symbol, yet questions might linger as to its placement on his hand. Whether or not he’d answer them was another story. “I’m glad he’s been in capable hands. He’s saved my life more than once before, and I’d like his own to be a long one for his kind.”

Bri rounded a short corner, coming at a stop near a set of much larger kennels, ones fit for truly special charges. In one of which was her own hound, who was anxiously pawing at the door and huffing impatiently as his master. “Oh Cass, I know my love. I’ll let you out in a moment,” The blonde chided, unlatching the door to the other kennel just beside his. 

It never felt like home, though. She was only here because her brother had duties to attend, and there must always remain a Cousland in Highever. 

Not that she was much considered one anymore, but she was for all intents and purposes.

FERELDEN VS. FERELDAN

content warning: death baiting.

“Are you even listening to me?”

“Leave. Leave right now.”

“What more do you want?!”

“I really wish you were never born.”

“I hate you!”

“Can you just fuck off already?”

“Shut up! Just.. Shut up!”

“All you do is whine.”

“What the hell is wrong with you?!”

“I can’t do this anymore. Not with you.”

“How did that feel?”

“Oh my god, I don’t care!”

“No wonder nobody likes you.”

“Is this how little you think of me?”

“That hurt you son of a bitch…”

“Pack your shit and go. Get the fuck out of my sight!”

“Leave me alone!”

“I can break your nose if I want to.”

“Are you going to cry now?”

“I wouldn’t miss you. Nobody would.”

“You’re so pathetic!”

“I won’t forget this.”

“I’m going to break your jaw if you keep talking!”

“Why can’t you listen to a single thing I say?!”

“I have a right to be angry.”

“This would have never happened if you wouldn’t exist.”

“Get out of my life!”

“You’re nothing! Did you hear me?! Nothing!”