Solas/Dread Wolf from Dragon Age Origins
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Solas/Dread Wolf from Dragon Age Origins
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Something nobody prepares you for is that the better you get at writing the harder it becomes. beginners write freely because they don't know enough to know what's wrong. then you learn. and suddenly you can see every single flaw in real time as you're making it and you have to write anyway while your own brain is in the corner going "that's a weak verb. that transition is lazy. you've used that word three times." getting good at this is mostly just getting better at ignoring yourself.
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My cat decided to fall asleep on my sketchbook and then I had a ttrpg session, but I figured two partially completed pieces would make up for it <3
for asolitaryrose, who wanted some josephine/leliana. scene + dialogue from cecilia’s wonderful fic here
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cadash being able to dream because of the anchor, not knowing how to dream, even, and solas, visiting her in these dreams in harmless forms to see what it is exactly she will dream about--- an experiment of sorts. what will a dwarf conjure up in their sleeping hours when they can? where will they go?
and then he is confronted with the fact that among the visages of the people she has met so far, he is in every one of them. that, more often than not, her dreams are simply images of his eyes while he looks to the sky, or the way his ears catch the sunlight on the plain, or the movement of his hands when casting a spell, all surrounded by echoes of his words, his voice poignant and precise. beautiful recreations of moments stolen when he wasnt paying attention, each one more reverent than the last. a creature that has discovered escaping to the Fade in their sleep for the first time, having the opportunity to explore its rich environments and histories, and yet she is content merely to bask in the memories of him.
I also think that the strength gap is at least partially manufactured women would in fact be stronger overall if little girls were encouraged to do physically taxing games and activities and eat their fill while they’re growing vs having to constantly diet and be sedentary indoors (or god forbid do intense cardio while under-eating). The amount of adult women honestly afraid to lift weights bc they think they’ll get bulky as though bulking isn’t a full time job that athletes have to spend all their time on and anyone on earth gets shredded from just using their adult muscles for their intended purpose, girl your bone density 🥀
if you say women are intentionally nerfed from birth in 2026 people look at you like you’re insane and start condescendingly telling you about how women are just better at different things (but not during their periods haha) but this was a completely basic feminist talking point I grew up with like “girls can do it too! [shot of little girls climbing and running with boys]” nickelodeon commercial tier base level I hate it how is everyone suddenly dumber than the average 7 year old
missing The Character is a strange thing because yea there's always the option to go back to their source material or looking at art or reading fics but it's also like i can't just call them up like i would a friend to see how they're doing and that's the frustrating part of it
unfortunately i dont think its queerbaiting if the creator is just so terminally heterosexual that they never remotely considered the same gender relationship their show is centered around could be read as romantic. it is deeply painful however.
Maybe accidental queer baiting? The way someone may not mean to say something rude, but it may come off rude, so it's rude. Frustrating either way.
Not being a dick, just a friendly clarification.
By definition you can't accidentally queerbait. Queerbaiting is specifically using a same sex pair from the show to market the show to queer audiences with no intention of ever following through on a romantic relationship.
There is officially licensed Destiel merch signed off on by Kripke. Teen Wolf had a commercial with the actors for Derek and Stiles draped over each other talking about being "on a ship." Both shows actively used scenes between them as marketing while actively mocking fans for wanting them together. Sherlock has multiple characters refer to Johnlock as a couple, including characters we're supposed to believe are never wrong about human behavior and pushed those scenes in marketing. Then they acted insulted when fans saw them as a couple.
That's queerbaiting.
Done on accident it would just be queer subtext. Done because they had no other choice due to censorship is queer coding.
The specific meaning of the word is really starting to get lost and it's a pretty important one to keep accurate. It describes a very specific phenomenon that was done repeatedly and maliciously for decades and is meant to examine that specifically.
Doing it on accident sucks, but it isn't a tactic of capitalism intentionally intended to suppress queer representation while making money from queer fans.
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occasionally, you will discover an artist who drew roughly 300 beautiful pictures of your favorite characters over the course of a month and then never touched them again. you must accept this as a gift.
jeanne trevelyan is So bad for cassandra btw
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jeanne trevelyan buys into being andraste's herald full-force. she was the youngest of 13 (twins with her brother, mace; several of her siblings are half-siblings from her father's first marriage), and her maternal grandmother is a fierce player of orlais' grand game. she meticulously married off her non-inheriting children to try to cultivate influence in all corners of thedas, with jeanne's mother being married to the widower trevelyan due to the comparative size of the trevelyan clan.
jeanne herself had three potential paths in life, according to her grandmother: marry an influential man, join the clergy, or become a templar, with grand-mama much preferring that she join the clergy. because, you see, grand-mama had always hoped one of her grand-daughters would one day become divine, and with jeanne's age and the divine's age, she hoped jeanne would be that grand-daughter.
in fact, mother giselle and jeanne are already in contact long before the events of the game, as jeanne's grandmother had introduced them in the hopes that mother giselle would become something of a mentor to jeanne.
all of which is just to say: in all the ways that dhavi is exactly what the chantry doesn't want their inquisitor to be, jeanne is exactly what they do want her to be. or so they think.
because even when the spirit of the divine tells her that it wasn't andraste who led her out of the fade, jeanne decides andraste was merely acting through the divine, that she's still chosen—she continues the facade of being andraste's herald even after being told otherwise. and instead of letting cassandra, leliana, or vivienne become divine, she ascends the sunburst throne herself.
the worst part, however, is that she begins donning masks as divine, participating in orlais' grand game even though by all rights the chantry is meant to be above mortal politicking. she aligns the chantry even further with orlais. she is just... the utter opposite of dhavi in all meaningful ways.
in her playthrough she romanced cullen and ignored his arguments when she decided to go down the templar specialization even after she knew about his addiction. she doesn't encourage him to continue taking lyrium, but she doesn't shy away from taking it herself.
which might have something to do with the masks.
ANYWAY
all of this is just to say: toxic divine!jeanne/right-hand-of-the-divine!cassandra. jeanne brings out the worst in cassandra and regresses her throughout the events of inquisition. i'm so sorry cass.
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Do you ever think about the fervour and desperation with which Cassandra was searching for Hawke, and the Warden, and then propping up the Inquisitor as Herald?
Do you ever think about Cassandra searching for someone else to lead, someone else to carry that responsibility, someone else to become her saviour?
Do you ever think about the Inquisitor asking her why? Why did you do this to me? Why did you make me into this? What did I do that I deserve you doing this to me? And how dare you judge me? You who refused this weight and shoved it on my shoulders? You who were willing to sacrifice my humanity, but not yours? Did you think your faith was a gift? Did you think it was my duty? Did you think carrying you would be easy? That you were weightless?
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When we were children, my sister had private music lessons at her violin teacher’s house. I only visited there once, but I still remember that afternoon. The teacher had an artificial pond in her yard, a large beautiful thing with lily pads and plant life. And in the pond, there were goldfish. I had never seen such enormous goldfish.
I spent several minutes just staring at them (and trying to convince them to bite my fingers.) When my sister’s violin lesson ended, her teacher came out to the yard and explained that these goldfish were the same small creatures that were often unfortunately sold in plastic bags at state fairs. They were only about two inches long apiece, when she bought them and put them in the new, empty pond. In essence, they were like every goldfish I had seen before, but they had been given a much larger, much richer environment in which to flourish. As a result, they had grown into some of the most remarkable, vibrant creatures my twelve-year-old self had ever met with. All because of a pond.
Funny what lessons children remember. My sister doesn’t play the violin anymore, but that was the first time I caught a glimpse of the overwhelming extent to which it matters, the way the world treats us.
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