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bellanaris

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they/them • 30 • midwest us

Still thinking about that haunted houses can get pregnant post and imagining an au where Crypt Baby Rook is an actual literal crypt baby created by the Necropolis because I like to imagine it as having a fucked up, unknowable and incomprehensible eldritch sort of sentience and it wanted to make its own little human so it used some of the leftover blood from all the bodies prepared in the Necropolis with a little bit of grave dirt and tossed in a little wisp that was barely a concept of an idea and boom, Crypt Baby Rook was born.

Now there's a Rook Ingellvar that exists that looks like something right out of the uncanny valley because they were literally created by what is basically a semi sentient mega cemetery. They're too pale, their features too perfect and symmetrical, their proportions just a touch off and have a mouth full of a few too many teeth that are a little too sharp, probably have like no belly button because again they were made of blood and magic and not actually born. Just a Rook that's a little fucked up looking but in a way it's really hard to put your finger on.

Rook always had a hard time fitting in because they unsettle people just by existing and they know there is something off about them and that they are Not Normal but never really knowing what or why they are the way they are.

Then they see Solas' Regret Mural about how the ancient elves were spirits that took a mortal form and suddenly Rook's like hmmm, I'm not sure how I feel about the implications of this revelation on whatever the fuck I have going on.

Also the Necropolis gets so fucking moody after Rook gets kicked out because that's its Crypt Baby, why is the Crypt Baby gone, it wants its Crypt Baby back >:(

Var Shiral'vhen - Chapter 23: Da'harillen

Non-binary Lavellan/Solas. Rated M. Chapter Summary: Still reeling from the reckoning of Ian's affections for him, now realized, Solas finds himself mired in a conflict he began at the dawn of his awakening. Content warning for disassociation.

The world is hollow.

The world is full.

Bursting with color and absent of light as Ian's mouth crashes against his.

Blood rushes in his ears, the violent hammering of his heart beating down his defenses. Heat borne not of magic flares inside him as his heart rebels against his head. Yearning he has not known in ages is torn from him by loving lips. Lips whose shape he has come to know in moments of weakness, when the light is low and Ian addresses the space between them. A space now sundered forever, spoiled by the revelation that it can be bridged.

For a moment, time flows as it did Before. It splits into the infinite, collected into a pocket of the world that none but they can touch.

And that is all that is familiar.

🌳 Read it here on AO3 🌱 Start from the beginning

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im sorry rad fems sold you the lie that butches are only Non Threatening (TM) cis women with short hair who wear T-shirts and jeans with a carabiner, but the reality of the situation is a lot of butches are trans, genderqueer, physically imposing, big, male impersonators, hairy (especially including facial hair), sweaty, muscular, "ugly" and/or fat. some butches are into extreme body modification. some went bald. some are body builders. some are transfem butches who don't wanna overperform womanhood, take estrogen, or medically transition. some butches start testosterone strictly to feel more like a butch. some butches pass as cis men, and some need to do so in order to feel like their butch selves. soft butches are great, but that's not the "One Right Way" to be butch. the butches i'm attracted to would make a rad fem scream and cry and piss themselves on the floor.

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omg ur child inky has me thinking very Very hard about Vivienne my darling Vivienne

for some reason i received this ask 4 times which corresponds to how strongly i also feel this

i think about vivienne and kids allll the time because for me it’s impossible to think about circle politics and people with a stance like vivienne’s—that open violence has to be avoided at any costs and gambles cannot be taken and mage cannot be set against mage—without remembering how many children’s lives a first enchanter is immediately directly responsible for, and how much a part of your life those kids would be in a circle tower. a child whose life is constantly at stake depending on how well they perform a role is not even new to vivienne. this is actually an average day in her life. head in hands.

i’m just thinking abt her taking a little inquisitor to her tailor and helping them look the part, teaching them to put on a costume and feel braver. testing them on their etiquette, maybe a bit harshly, but only because she knows the stakes. thinking about how she canonically worries most about cole and sera in combat despite herself and what it would be like to be the knight-enchanter of the party, the protector and the healer, in this situation where you have to keep bringing a child into combat

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reminder that if you ever meet a sweet, morally good, chivalrous knight: it's your most sincere obligation to corrupt them. "but my vows," this, "this is against the rules," that. if you haven't completely fucked up their entire code of conduct and destroyed all ability to discern right from wrong without you being the one to tell them by the time you're done with them, then you need to up your game. inside that pretty, rule-following chained dog of a knight is someone yearning to be set free of their self-imposed shackles, and it's your duty to help them get there.

Why else would they allow themselves to be shackled, unless they believed they needed to be controlled, that something inside them was already rotten and dangerous? All you have to do is convince them to hand over the end of their lead.

Last Line Written - Tag Game

Rules: Post the last line you wrote and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence!

thank you @maythedreadwolftakeyou for the tag!!!!

So when she woke, heart steady, cheeks dry, mind calm, she did not need the pale blue glow of the wolf statue on her nightstand to know the world had irrevocably shifted.

welcome to the end of the first section of my post-veilguard fic, which, of course, requires a chapter focused on what happened with ellana during veilguard.

i have multiple chapters sketched out -- who knows when/if they'll see the light of day. Gonna try to make it happen though.

gonna attempt to tag as many people as i can knowing that i aint gonna hit 31: @buttsonthebeach @ell-vellan @inquisimer @kcwriter-blog @dreadfutures @jafndaegur @redinkofshame @guacamolleee @sllverchariot @fadedsweater @rosella-writes @wolfs-dawn @felodese-ao3 @merry-kuroo @herald-divine-hell no pressure to anyone tagged and if you see this and want a reason to share some writing, consider yourself tagged by me - i'd love to see your writing

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