sun's out, buns out

Interesting that it's not a more common interpretation of Solas that he wants you to stop him.

By the end of trespasser (with a romanced or friendly Inquisitor, at least.) He lays out his plan and what the consequences will be. He says he's been committed this so long he has to continue. Inquisitor has shown him this world is beautiful too, but he's too stuck on his own mistakes vis-a-vis Elf Mortality.

Solas is too sad of a man about his own future actions to give me any impression other than someone who is clinging to a sunk cost.

He knows it isn't right. His time with the Inquisition proved these people are just as alive and worthy of this world as the ancient Elves. He just can't let go. Not when his actions doomed Elves to a life of being overwhelmingly magic-less and second class citizens, as well as mortal. It's too personal, too "his fault" to let go even when he knows it's not the right action anymore.

So he tells his friend, a doomed mortal who stumbled in to being a hero by being at the wrong place at the wrong time and also the person who has been fighting for the sake of Thedas this whole time. He gave us his plan.

Solas wants the Inquisitor after him, so that he doesn't have to give it up, he wants to be stopped. He's an idiot clinging to a sunk cost fallacy, and he can't let go. He needs us to tear him away from it.

the plight of the siren.

A random thought I had about DA: Dreadwolf at 2am….

commission for @thelilyknight 💙

ellanna & alistair

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loved working on this one :")

Dont save me, please...

Another tarot dragon age art :>

If you guys were on here at 11 years old what would you be posting about

Dorian, Fenris and Zevran (well, mostly Dorian and Zev) discussing over the aesthetic of Antivan rugs while their paramours are planning to save the world (again!)

coziest tavern in kirkwall

I suddenly wanted to draw my characters from Dragon Age. In general, this is exactly how I see them in my games. Hawk shouldn't have turned out like this…wow

the inquisition dad wars *wwe music starts to play*

To scared to die alone

Edit: made some very small changes to Solas’ face. If you saw this post before no you didn’t.

I had a dream that the king and the queen of a small country had a daughter. They needed a son, a first-born son, so in secret, without telling anyone of their child’s gender, they travelled to the nearby woods that were rumoured to house a witch.

They made a deal with that witch. They wanted a son, and they got one. A son, one made out of clay and wood, flexible enough to grow but sturdy enough to withstand its destined path, enchanted to look like a human child. The witch asked for only one thing, and that was for their daughter.

They left the girl readily.

The witch raised her as her own, and called her Thyme. The princess grew up unknowing of her heritage, grew up calling the witch Mama, and the witch did her very best to earn that title.

She was taught magic, and how to forage in the woods, how to build sturdy wooden structures and how to make the most delicious stews. The girl had a good life, and the witch was pleased.

The girl grew into a woman, and learned more and more powerful magics, grew stronger from hauling wood and stones and animals to cook, grew smarter as the witch taught her more.

She learned to deal with the people in the villages nearby, learned how to brew remedies and medicines and how to treat illness and injury, and learned how to tell when someone was lying. 

Every time the pair went into town, the people would remark at just how similar Thyme was to her mother. 

(Thyme does not know who and what she is. She does not know that she was born a princess, that she was sold. She only knows that one night after her mother read her a story about princesses and dragons, her mother had asked her if she ever wanted to be a princess.)

((Thyme only knows that she very quickly answered no. She likes being a witch, thank you very much, she likes the power that comes with it and the way that she can look at things and know their true nature.))

The witch starts preparing the ritual early, starts collecting the necessities in the winter so they can be ready by the fall equinox. Her daughter helps, and does not ask what this is for, just knows that it is important.

The witch looks at Thyme, both their hands raised into the air over a complicated array of plants, tended carefully to grow into a circle, and says, sorry.

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Little group picture!

I think I'd like to do one of these for DA2 and DAI romances as well 🤔

putting this in my wallet to show everyone at the office like they’re my kids

Leliana as Divine Victoria!! :0

AS SOON AS I SAW HER SNAP A GUYS NECK WITH HER LEGS I WAS LIKE "I'M GOING TO MAKE HER THE POPE"

The thing about Solas is all of the signs were there. He was practically screaming who he was throughout the whole game. And no one in the Inquisition figured it out. There were so many times he almost slipped up and gave it away completely. There were so many times he almost broke and told the Inquisitor who he was if you romanced him or even if you were just his good friend. Ugh. It's GOOD WRITING OK?!? IT MAKES MY HEART ACHE.

happy late transgender visibility day have 5 million pictures of my favorite trans wizard and her insane wife