Feather and Scale and Feather and Scale â Bonus Content
Female Human Rook x Lucanis x Spite - 52.4k, ongoing
Slow Burn, Weirdo4Weirdo(4Weirdo), Shadow Dragon who saved Treviso, Rook is a former runaway bride
Teen/Mature in the early parts up to Explicit after Homecoming (canon-divergent first time fic)
Tales (of Lust and Love) from the Crypt
Non-binary Human Rook x Emmrich - 22k, ongoing (on hiatus)
Hot and heavy, Age Difference, Mourn Watch x Mourn Watch, some Trans!Emmrich in here for fun too
Explicit throughout
Dungeons & Darkspawn
Davrin x Male Qunari OC (Lords of Fortune, Not Rook) - 45k, complete
Adventure Romance, Gay Awakening, DABB 2025 long fic
Explicit
Baldurâs Gate 3
Woven in Faith / Bonds Broken and Made
Female High Half-Elf Tav x Gale / Astarion x Rolan - 24.5k, ongoing
Woven in Faith: Paladin x Wizard, Tav is a virgin, Mostly Fluff / Bonds Broken and Made: No Strings, Aromantic Astarion, Same canon/Tav as Woven in Faith
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Continuing from the little tease I posted on Monday...
A more difficult undertaking than it sounded, as it turned out.
Like Eddie had told Volt, this would not be the first time he'd be sharing his home. It may have been decades ago, but Beverly had stayed with him, and for quite a long time at that. Where she had slept was on a couch in the back room, so, understandably, that very same couch was the first thing Eddie thought of.
It didn't take long to discover that the thought was not going to pan out. Once upon a time, the couch had been soft and comfortable, a perfectly reasonable place to sleep. This was no longer the case. Over the years, the support it had once provided had practically disintegrated, so settled in on itself that the cushions were nearly worn through. It was fine to sit on for a brief time, but to sleep on it? Eddie wouldn't even offer it as a bed to any of the inanimals roaming around the house, let alone subject Volt to it. Besides, even if the couch were still in perfect condition, the size would have been a problem. Bev had fit on it just fine, but Volt was a very tall man. His legs would dangle right off the end of it, or he'd have to scrunch up in an uncomfortable ball to try to fit. In short, there was no way Eddie was about to ask Volt to sleep on this couch. They'd just have to move on to his next idea.
ExceptâŠhe didn't have any other ideas.
Glaring down at the worn-out, too-short couch with his hands on his hips, Eddie blew out a long breath, then cursed. "Shit."
A friend requested some references of Davrin's scars for their art and I decided I might as well post them publicly :)
More various close-ups under the cut!
(the last three are colour-corrected for better scar visibility to account for the inventory lighting getting very dark on the bottom parts of the model)
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"if you take testosterone youll look like your DAD!! DO YOU WANT TO LOOK LIKE YOUR DAD?!! YOULL LOOK LIKE A GROSS UGLY MAN YOULL LOOK LIKE YOUR DAD!" nope! adoptedđ
shoutout to the guys saying "my dad is awesome itll be cool if i look like him" but especially shoutout to the guys saying "i will/do look like my dad on t and i am making him suffer for it. he is evil and he HATES that i look like him. im like him but better" yall have a powerful aura
my parents divorce finalized the year I started T and my mom loved to say âyou look like your dad/sound like your dadâ as a way of insulting me in fights. well the joke is on her because my identical twin started T 13 years later so now thereâs 3 of us
âPictures!â He tells Rook, because Rook is good to share things with. They make the appropriate sounds of appreciation, and sometimes bounce on their feet.
âOh very nice,â Rook says, clearly not understanding the scope of Manfredâs discovery. This is not something he has drawn.
âNo!â He insists, taking their hand and placing the crystal in it. âPictures.â
Rook stops, and stares open mouthed at the vibrant play of color and memory unfolding in the air of the Fade in front of them.
âOhhhh,â they say, with an appropriate level of amazement. Very good. Manfred rattles with appreciation.
The Fade, it turns out, is FULL of peopleâs crystalized dreams, not just Solasâs. Big ones, small ones, some as big as Solasâs head.
The Veilguard starts to make a casual hobby of it as they traipse around the Crossroads, picking up active, vibrant stones to stuff into their pockets for later that night when they will gather and watch them over one of Lucanisâs snack trays.
Taash finds a shocking amount of dragon fights, which they watch in a series that they call âdragon week.â
Lucanis and Bellara prefer dramatic memories of emotional meetings and sordid love triangles, which are also in abundance, and which never seem to resolve cleanly.
âIâm not sure we should be watching any of these,â Emmrich says dubiously, âit doesnât feel entirely ethical. We viewed Solasâs memories to save the world.â
âOkay,â Rook says, pouring him some tea while the others munch on wisp made popcorn. âBut I found a whole little brood of crystals with the memories of some king from the Steel Age. Very historical. Iâm sure you wouldnât have any interest inâŠâ
ââŠwell. If it's for researchâŠâ
Manfred hisses and crunches the popcorn which falls harmlessly through his ribs.
It's almost Wednesday, so it counts. I haven't done one of these in ages, but today I absolutely have to. You know the Yellow Bike AU @mushrooms-x-moss, @lycheecatee and I are cooking up? It's coming along nicely and we'll soon be sharing more, but Fern and Rose made some awesome art for a scene I wrote and I need to show you.
My Rook sings in a rock band called Lustful Skeleton Thoughts, and we'll eventually have him touring Antiva with the entire gang in tow. And just today Rose surprised me by drawing him singing. Look at him, he's so unbearably cute! And Fern made amazing cover art for LST's first album, Glitter Inferno (also she came up with the album name, cause she's just that cool), and I will never be over either of those perfect piece of art.
And here's the scene. 900 words of my cocky little shit of a rockstar about to do his first big concert. Tal has to save the day.
Rook, nervous about his show for the first time in his life
Rook had never in his life felt like this. Ever. He'd always been good at music, ever since he was a kid. He was an amazing singer, he'd never heard anyone play the guitar as well as he did, butâŠ
Fuck, he was so scared.
The venue Queenie had booked for them was huge. He'd never played in front of that many people, and no matter how many times he told himself that it was just like playing at The Aerie, he couldn't make himself believe it. There were giant screens to show them playing. There were going to be absolutely amazing pyrotechnics, because Tal and Queenie were geniuses, and the concert was going to be so awesome.
If only Rook could force himself to step out onto the stage.
Taash and Lace were already there, setting up their instruments, and they looked a little nervous too, but they were out there and doing things and throwing worried glances to where he was hiding backstage, because they really needed to start â
"Rook? You're supposed to be out there. Highness is already bitching about losing daylight," Tal said as he walked up to him. He'd been checking the pyrotechnics again, because he cared so much about Rook having the best time, and here Rook was, hiding behind a curtain.
"I know," Rook said quietly, peeking out at the giant crowd out there. "Too many people."
Tal wrapped an arm around Rook's shoulders and peeked out too. "Want me to call it off?"
"What?! No!" Rook nearly shouted, turning to Tal to give him a horrified look. "I want to do it, I justâŠI can't â"
"Edwin's down by the stage," Tal said, pressing Rook closer to his side. "Bull and Dorian are too. You can sing for them. No need to give a shit about the rest."
"I can sing for all of them, I just can't get out there," Rook sighed. He'd already tried so many times before Tal came, and his legs just wouldn't listen.
Tal turned to give him a considering look. "Got everything ready?"
Rook's guitar was already there on the stage, in a stand right next to his mic, and he so wanted to get to them and do this, but he had no idea how. "Yeah," he nodded, resting his head on Tal's shoulder.
"Did you drink water?"
"Mhm."
"Ate something?"
"Yep."
"Alright," Tal nodded and caught Rook by the hand to drag him out onto the stage.
"Tal, what are you doing?" Rook hissed, giving the giant screens a wide-eyed look. They stopped showing their logo and Lace appeared instead, waving at the camera and blowing a kiss that was definitely for Eris.
"Helping," Tal shrugged as they stopped in front of the mic. Taash was on the screen next, grinning and raising their hands as they gave the crowd a rock sign. People started cheering and Rook turned to Tal, who was adjusting his mic.
"Love, I â" Rook started, and couldn't help but cringe when his horribly blushing face appeared on the screen. Fuck, he usually loved seeing himself. He was hot. He looked perfect tonight, and he was absolutely amazing, but this was too much.
"Shut up, little bird," Tal whispered and pulled him in for a kiss.
Rook only caught a glimpse of his own stunned expression before closing his eyes and melting into Tal, catching him by the shoulders to steady himself. Tal cradled his face in his hands, stroking his thumbs over his cheekbones, and the applause and cheering that followed nearly knocked Rook off his feet.
"Better?" Tal mumbled into the kiss, and Rook cracked his eyes open to see Tal's absolutely burning face. He never liked showing off in front of people the way Rook did, but he did it for him anyway, because he loved him so much.
And Rook was going to do the show for him. For all his loves.
"Mhm," he hummed with a smile, stealing another kiss. "Thanks, love."
Tal nodded as his ears turned even pinker, and Rook couldn't help but look at the screen to see how amazing they looked together. His lace top was absolutely killer, and the white leather jacket he was wearing over it was doing some great things to his shoulders. And Tal was so hot.
Still cradling Rook's face and giving him that sweet smile that hardly anyone besides the four of them ever saw â and now several thousand people too. "Love you, little bird," Tal said, resting their foreheads together. "Can't wait to hear you sing."
"Love you too," Rook grinned and caught Tal's gorgeous face to make out with him properly for a moment. It got him a surprised grunt from Tal and excited screams from the audience, and he was so ready.
"You're such a little shit," Tal groaned. "You good?"
"So good," Rook purred. "You can stay if you like."
Tal gave the giant screen a horrified look. "Nope," he shuddered, catching Rook's hand to kiss his knuckles. "Be down there, yeah?"
"You know where to find me if you change your mind, gorgeous," Rook winked at him, raising their joined hands to get himself even more cheers. This show was going to be killer.
^ logo by @mushrooms-x-moss
Eris belongs to @grand-crow and Queenie belongs to @lycheecatee <3
I once watched a girl in the produce aisle pick up a bushel of bananas that were precariously perched on the edge and move them farther back and under her breath she said âthere you go sweeties - that will be more comfortableâ before shuffling off and⊠I think about her often.
I was driving on the highway and passed a dude absolutely JAMMING alone in his car, doing those little half dance moves you do when youâre stuck sitting down in a small space, bellowing unheard lyrics at the top of his lungs, and my instant reaction was to think âI love you.â And then to pray he had a good day, or whatever, because those fleeting moments of connection are so incredible.
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Remember when joining fandom as a younger person meant lurking for a bit and figuring out the vibe and etiquette instead of coming in on day one and calling people weirdos for liking weirdo shit in the weirdo factory.
âI shouldnât like to punish anyone, even if theyâd done me wrong.â âGeorge Eliot, The Mill on the Floss (1860)
âA person canât help their birth.â âWilliam Thackeray, Vanity Fair (1848)
âBut to expose the former faults of any person, without knowing what their present feelings were, seemed unjustifiable.â âJane Austen, Pride and Prejudice (1813)
âEvery Fool can do as theyâre bid.â âJonathan Swift, Polite Conversation (1738)
âSo likewise shall my heavenly Father do also unto you, if ye from your hearts forgive not every one his brother their trespasses.â âKing James Bible, Matthew 18:35 (transl. 1611)
âGod send every one their heartâs desire!â âWilliam Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing (~1600)
âNow this king did keepe a great house, that euerie body might come and take their meat freely.â âSir Philip Sidney, the Arcadia (1580)
âIf ⊠a psalme scape any person, or a lesson, or els yt they omyt one verse or twayneâŠâ âWilliam Bonde, The Pylgrimage of Perfection (1526)
âĂŸan hastely hiÈed eche wiÈt on hors & on fote, / huntyng wiÈt houndes alle heie wodes, / til ĂŸei neyÈĂŸed so neiÈh to nymphe ĂŸe soĂŸe [Then hastily hied each person on horse and on foot / hunting with hounds all the high woods / âtil they came so near, to tell the truth]â âWilliam and the Werwolf (transl. ~1350-1375)
âBath ware made sun and mon, / AiĂŸer wit ĂŸer ouen light [Both were made sun and moon / Either with their own light]â âCursor Mundi (~1325)
Weâve been using they/them/their pronouns to indicate a person with unspecified gender for a long ass fucking time. The only reason itâs become a big issue lately is because it can be used as a semi-respectful term for trans and non-binary folks and we canât have that can we
These fucks are literally trying to change our language to hurt trans/nb folks, and claiming thatâs just the way its always been
Anyway, my biggest tip for getting into fandom is to engage. Send asks. Share your creations. Do the tag game even if you havenât been tagged. Talk to people on their posts. Ask for people to follow who like x things. All difficult things for the socially anxious, I know, but it gets better with practice, I swear đ«¶
Hi, Catholic hereâthe only part of the holy trinity with a human body is the Son (Jesus) so yes, but also God the Father doesnât have a human body so no, but the Father, Son and Holy Spirit are all the same being as well so yes, but all humans including women are created in the image of God so hypothetically He has everything else too. Hope this helps.
so I have a master's degree in Catholic theology, and here is something one of my professors actually stated even though I know this man in particular would be deeply unhappy with my interpretation of it: God transcends gender, but we use masculine pronouns for Him because He asked us to (i.e., through scripture)
[notably, my professor did not try to claim He/Him was distinct from he/him, but perhaps he simply didn't think of that because he didn't know I was queerly scribbling in the margins of my notes at the back of the room]
obviously my interpretation is that this means (a) God is genderqueer and (b) we should respect people's pronouns when they tell us what those pronouns are regardless of their actual gender. since my professor did not elucidate, I can only assume I'm correct
...which really means that my follow-up question for OP contractually has to be, "OP, why are you worrying about what's in God's pants"
@themontess has tagged me and Iâm in the final hour left in Sunday. Iâll give it a go! No pressure tags for @lucretiouswept, @softeasun, @woundedsoul12, to maybe give me a Many Sentenced Monday?? Idk yall.
Iâve been building out this Rogue Tav for a while in the background but havenât found the time or inspiration to write anything for her. Until now! Meet Auren Mâlarke, half elf rogue and one of the nomadic peoples of Faerun. Her people make their way up and down the water ways in their barge like longboats plying what trades they can along the way. I hope you enjoy this glimpse of her through Wyll Ravengardâs eyes.
âŠooOooâŠ
âIâve finally found you, Mister Bladey Frontiers!â a baudy brogue shouted through the darkness.
Wyll turned from his silent watch over the still waters outside their camp to see Auren Mâlarke marching toward him. Marching was a generous term, as she was, more accurately, stumbling through the darkness.
âI gave Alfira that creepy spider lyre to get her to play a real, honest to goodness, jig, and I just know youâre light enough on your feet to cut a mighty fine rug with me.â A bottle grasped in her hand caught the silvery moonlight, wine sloshing in only the bottom third. Perhaps it was not the low light that caused her stumbling?
âHells,â he muttered under his breath, as she approached, shaking leaves and twigs out of her shaggy dark hair.
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It's eight sentences, but it's the end of the scene, so please let me have it lol.
Thanks to @blackbirdofasgard and @calif0rnication for the tags, constantly feeding me with Volt and Eddie goodness đ Meanwhile, I'm over here running with the alternate timeline/"where Spite doesn't metaphorically bitch slap Viago for suggesting a little free love" idea I had for DA Kiss Week.
"Shall we go and see what las reinas have done with the sangria? I can say nothing of the fresh peaches, but there should be a little liquor left, if we're lucky."
Lucanis smiled to himself, although he waited until Viago's back was turned, the wisp of a kiss still on his lips. He felt it, placing his book down on the table while the breeze rippled the voile curtains like song; stepping out into the sun as the women laughed inelegantly from their loungers, doubtless at Viago's tale of conquest. What a misguided crush it had been, but it could have been fun. It could be fun.
If Rook agrees.
Lucanis didn't think that would be a problem.
Tagging @fiberpunk027, @the-font-bandit and @sunny374940 with no obligation to share, just a note that you are loved đ„°
a lil smth happening in 1921 buckinghamshire on friday đ from the next chapter of breaker hall mwah
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âWhatever. Iâll just leave it.â
And when Eddie laughed and looked down, all Volt could think of was that a view of the world through such dark eyelashes must be one so extraordinarily shadowed and filtered.
Volt looked at Eddie, as though searching for something.
He leaned inâmessy, fast, directionless. Eddie made a small sound of surprise, then returned the kiss cautiously, and just as cautiously placed a hand on Voltâs neck.
Then Volt felt a sudden jolt of shame, and pulled back.
