#wahoooo

that was really cool jimmy you should threaten people more 😁👍

hopefully this is how y’all imagine me from now on when I am spamming the dash. comfy n cozy.

A summer when everything was okay

(and please enjoy my soundtrack!)

He brushed the length of his tail against Gideons arm, who without thinking reached out to catch it, letting it slide through his hand.

A glint of the gently rising moon caught the water droplets clinging to Kremy’s scales as he surfaced.

“Somethin’ catch your eye, Gid?” Kremy’s voice was light, but there was a hint of curiosity beneath it.

“Tryin’ to keep my eye on you, wouldn’t wanna be caught unawares by an apex predator,” Gideon replied, though the words sounded flimsy even to his own ears. They were close now, Kremy treading water backwards slightly, able to go about the same speed as Gideons uncoordinated progress.

Something shifted between them, and Gideon paused. They were closer than they would normally be, except on cold nights. Silence stretched, not uncomfortable, but there was a tension.

a concept: the Inquisitor is the one to temporarily carry Mythal’s Crossroads spirit, and Mythal speaks to Solas in those final moments through them…

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