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have some Cyrus & Neve ty anon xx

My sweet, 

We’ve made camp for the evening along the cliffside. Taash is keeping first watch; they are still a little too antsy after the Antaam we ran into this morning. We defeated them handily, of course, but I think any sighting of them is worrying with all the unknowns circling about that ‘dragon king’ nonsense.

Rivain is…Not as bad as I originally thought.While I am not a fan of the sand, I am becoming rather fond of the sound of the ocean. I love Minrathous, wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world, but I do forget how beautiful the surrounding lands can be. Do you suppose you’d ever want to vacation here? After all this is over? Or anywhere really; as long as I can be at your side. 

How fares the Lighthouse? Emmrich wondered earlier today if Fred has been helpful; I know he must have been so anxious about leaving him behind, though we both know he’s in good hands.

I suppose I should rest before it’s time for my watch, but it’s hard to fall asleep without you nearby. I miss the scratch of your quill late into the night, the rustle of  your notes. And I’ve never seen the strange, constant ‘sunlight’ look better on anyone than it does you. As beautiful it is here, it’s not nearly as lovely as you.

I am entrusting this to a wisp Emmrich has raised for me, so there’s a chance this gets taken to wherever their stash of hidden things is, though knowing you, you’ve long cracked that case in our absence.

Yours, 

Cyrus

Rook Tarot Ask Game: Romance Edition

Happy Valentine's Day! I'm back with more major arcana-inspired questions for your Rook, this time focused on romance. The questions do contain spoilers, so proceed with caution!

The Fool: Describe the first meeting between Rook and their love interest. What was Rook thinking in that moment? Was it an instant attraction?

The Magician: How does trust develop between Rook and their partner?

The High Priestess: How did Rook respond to their developing feelings? Did they embrace the new feelings or hide from them?

The Empress: What actions do Rook and their love interest take to nurture their relationship?

The Emperor: What is the foundation of Rook’s relationship? What is the bond that holds them and their partner together?

The Hierophant: What is most sacred between Rook and their love interest? How do they honour that?

The Lovers: What does Rook learn about themself and their desires through their relationship with their love interest?

The Chariot: What does Rook do to balance their responsibilities as team leader with their responsibilities to their partner? Does one ever slip in favour of another? Do these two roles ever conflict?

Strength: Who makes the first move? How is it received? Is this reflective of their relationship dynamic in general?

The Hermit: In the quiet moments where it’s just the two of them, how do Rook and their partner share that time?

The Wheel of Fortune: Each of Rook’s potential love interests are dealing with significant personal issues and difficult choices. How do these choices affect their relationship, and how does Rook support them through their personal journey?

Justice: Reflect on the argument Rook and their partner have in the lead-up to the final battle. What emotions are driving the conversation? How is the issue resolved? 

The Hanged Man: How did Rook’s love interest respond to them being trapped in the Fade? If they were unaware (sacrificed or blighted), what was it like for Rook having to confront that in the Fade?

Death La Petite Mort: What does sex mean for Rook and their partner? How do they express themselves through sex, and how does this reflect their relationship in general? If their relationship is non-sexual, what does intimacy mean to them?

Temperance: What does Rook need to heal within themself to become a better partner? What about their SO?

The Devil: This is not a fun card to pull in a romance reading, especially not for Valentine’s Day. Instead, share a song that makes you think of your Rook and their partner. 

The Tower: How do Rook and their partner support each other in coping with the trauma they’ve endured? 

The Star: What does hope in the aftermath look like for Rook and their love interest? When things feel hopeless, how do they act as each other’s light in the darkness?

The Moon: The moon is bright because it reflects the light of the sun. Which qualities do Rook and their partner bring out in each other? Are these qualities positive or negative? 

The Sun: What is something Rook’s partner does that gives them that warm fuzzy feeling?

Judgement: What does Rook see when they look at their partner? What does their partner see when they look back?

The World: Thedas is saved, but changed. Where do Rook and their love interest go from here? Is marriage on the table? Children? What milestones do they have to look forward to?

your ocs should be friends with mine btw. my ocs told me they want to be friends with yours. theyre too shy to ask so i have to tell you. my ocs are asking your ocs to be friends with them

Remember kids, every npc is romanceable through the power of delusion

it may take me a month to put out a chapter but at least im not using ai to write it.

it may take me a month to put out a chapter but at least im not using ai to write it.

it may take me a month to put out a chapter but at least im not using ai to write it.

it may take me a month to put out a chapter but at least im not using ai to write it.

it may take me a month to put out a chapter but at least im not using ai to write it.

IT MAY TAKE ME A MONTH TO PUT OUT A CHAPTER BUT AT LEAST IM NOT USING AI TO WRITE IT

Among The Multitudes

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Written for the Dragon Age Big Bang 2025. Illustrated by @the-font-bandit

M. 41,111 words.

Summary:

The first word Emmrich learnt to read was Johanna.

His eyes followed the sharp edges of each letter, cutting across his right wrist, staking some wordless claim, the ink as dark as blood. Each edge was distinct from the other, downward strokes hard and impressive, straightforward. Emmrich traced each letter — wrote it out, charcoal on paper, on leaves, fingers in the dirt, until they were identical to his skin, until he knew Johanna by heart.

Then a second name came after, months later, much more surprising than the first.

On his left wrist, all curving swirls, rounded letters, and sweeping lines, much more difficult for his young eyes to follow. The H molded into the A, pressed even closer to the N, as if written in a hurry, ink so light, the word untethered to its writer. Mummy had to help him decipher it, holding him close, her long dark hair plaited, the tips of it tickling his nose. She laughed, bright and tinkling — “Your soulmate has terrible handwriting, my love,” — before settling on Thana. Death.

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Or, one Emmrich Volkarin, bearer of two soul marks, and a lifetime's exploration of the different faces of love and heartbreak.

Preview under the cut

Emmrich wondered — not for the first time in the last few years — what his soulmates were like.

His thoughts often strayed to them when he accompanied his mother to one of the manors she worked at. Early mornings kneading dough, late evenings cooking for some noble's party, sweat on her brow from the heat of the kitchens. Or when he would stay with his father at the shop, the scent of meat in the air, the rhythmic sound of a knife slicing through flesh, through bone, on a wooden block, the occasional greeting to a customer.

Were their parents like his? Did they go to market days together — spices and fruits and vegetables at every stall? Were there quiet smiles, lingering touches when passing by, eyes that lit up whenever they saw each other? Days off and summer picnics, shaky legs skating on the Minanter in the winter?

(Would there be with him when they grow up? Hands in his, laughter that rang through streets and love that woke with the sun and reminded him of his parents. He imagined Johanna with a grin as sharp as their name on his wrist, and Thana with soft, light hands, fingers making swirling patterns in the air.)

Did they like to read as much as he did?

The Chantry near his home was a tiny, modest thing — very different from the one closer to the heart of Nevarra City, with its tall towers and gleaming windows, always smelling like incense and myrrh — and Mother Dellah said he was turning into quite a studious learner, mind expanding in leaps and bounds. The Chantry opened their doors to the neighborhood children on Sundays, providing lessons on arithmetic, history, religion, and all sorts of other things. Emmrich soaked it all in like a sponge.

(Would they sit and read with him? He hoped they would, pointing to their favorite passages, legs knocking together. Perhaps in the Chantry library, right where he was now, whispering and giggling until Mother Dellah scolded them and kicked them out. He wouldn’t mind it that much as long as they were with him — the three of them would find something else to do together — together — always together.)

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Hi!!! Happy Thedas Weekend!! How about “Rook trying to impress someone.” from the story time prompts, for Mel Mercar?

I need you to know this prompt gave me one of the biggest breakthroughs on Mel's character I've had so far! you have both my heart and my sincerest thanks !!!! hope you enjoy this little blurb, and tysm for prompting for @thedasweekend <3

❅

"You're sweet." Neve said. Two words, spoken casually over her shoulder as she climbed the staircase ahead. Just two words and Mel Mercar knew she was utterly lost, stumbling a step in her haste to follow.

'Sweet.' Later, the word clattered around in her mind, even as she explored their strange new landing spot. The Lighthouse thrummed with strange magic, making Mel's skin tingle, though not nearly as much as it did when Neve looked at her.

'Sweet.' No one had ever called Mel that before and she'd been called a lot of things. Harsh, sure. Brusque, off-putting. Brutish, on occasion. Lots of expletives, now that she thought about it. But never sweet.

She felt powerfully now the impulse to be sweet. Ignoring the nagging feeling that she'd somehow tricked Neve (she couldn't—Neve was far too clever), Mel began finding reasons to stop in to Neve's office. Often, she was bearing gifts. Or, coffee she learned to brew herself, following carefully Lucanis' instruction. Dinner, if Neve didn't make it out to eat with everyone, her attention snagged on one case or another.

If she ever went on a mission without Neve at her side, she'd bring any trinket that caught her eye, or books, newspapers, a nice journal or feathered quill. Once, notably, a beautifully handmade magnifying glass. Mel had thought herself particularly clever for that one.

Each time she was rewarded with some version of 'you're sweet' and that world-shattering smile, Mel believed it a little more. She could be sweet, for Neve. She could be anything.

Rook Story Time DLC: de Riva

An add-on for the Rook story time prompts, just for Crow Rook! Tell a story or draw something based on the prompt you are sent/choose. You can try writing in character, as Rook, if you want! Have fun!

Rook encountering Teia for the first time

Rook being assigned a target they don't want

Rook attending a function as a representative of their house

Rook helping Viago with his poison/antidote collection

Rook fighting against a Crow from a rival house

Rook taking out a contract on someone they hate

Rook is invited to dine with the family Dellamorte

Rook going on a mission where they need to serve as bait in some capacity

Rook encountering one of the Crows (or ex-Crows) from the previous games or other DA media

Rook helping clean up Treviso after the Antaam are gone

Rook escaping from a job that has gone completely wrong

Rook completing a contract with one or more of the following people: Teia, Viago, Illario, Caterina, Jacobus

Rook encountering an assassin from one of the other guilds around Thedas

Rook's most unusual contract

Rook being captured by an enemy

Rook rescuing one of the Talons

Rook's first solo contract

Rook killing someone who does not have a contract on their life

Rook meeting the new members of house Egrativi

Rook going on a contract to assassinate a Thedosian ruler

BONUS: AU where Rook is the Talon of another house

BONUS: AU where Rook is the one imprisoned in the Ossuary

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oh so this so-called herald of andraste can blow up the entire temple of sacred ashes with the divine still inside, but when i, anders—