OUR LADY OF CHAOS

𝚃𝙷𝙴  𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙴𝚁   𝙼𝙰𝙳𝙴   𝙼𝙴   𝙰   𝙱𝙸𝚁𝙳  𝙾𝙵  𝙿𝚁𝙴𝚈.

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𝑰𝑵  𝑻𝑯𝑬  𝑬𝑵𝑫, 𝒀𝑶𝑼  𝑨𝑹𝑬  𝑨𝑳𝑾𝑨𝒀𝑺  𝑳𝑬𝑭𝑻  𝑨𝑳𝑶𝑵𝑬  𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑯  𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹  𝑨𝑪𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺.

hello  and  welcome  to  my  blog .      this  is  a  headcanon-based  portrayal  of  HAWKE  from  bioware’s  dragon  age  series ,    haphazardly  pieced  together  by  rune .       ic  content  will  be  fairly  low/sporadic  while  i  replay  da2  for  the  first  time  in  over  ten  years ,    so  please  forgive  any  inconsistencies  in  hawke’s  character .       i’m  trying  my  best  to  piecemeal  her  together  from  shit  i  remember  about  the  game  and  a  decade’s  worth  of  memes .

just  an  fyi ,    while  my  portrayal  of  hawke  is  a  mage ,    no  one  outside  of  her  immediate  family  knows  this  fact .       she  is  very  skilled  at  keeping  her  magic  a  secret ,       and  most  people  assume  she  just  has  a  thing  for  polearms .       not  even  her  companions  know  about  her  being  a  mage  until  she  is  forced  to  use  it  in  order  to  survive  her  duel  with  the  arishok .

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hello its been a day and an age, but you can find hawke at @dathomyr now bc i’m incapable of having more than one blog.

[serdunkthelunk]

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I think Varric telling Cassandra his accounts of everything Hawke did in Kirkwall was half wasting her time and half trying to passively explain to Cassandra why making Hawke Inquisitor is the worst idea imaginable.

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i think my brain is too smooth to figure carrd out.

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thinking about the fade spitting hawke out in completely different worlds...

hawke, waking up on a space craft: i think i preferred the fade.

[maybesorrowismygain]

“She didn’t sob or wail. Her grief was horribly discreet but as persistent and almost as silent as bleeding from an unstitched wound.”

— Notes from an exhibition by Patrick Gale, page 36.

[antigonick]

“You’ll always end up in this city. Don’t bother to hope for a ship, a route, to take you somewhere else; they don’t exist. Just as you’ve destroyed your life, here in this small corner, so you’ve wasted it through all the world.”

— C. P. Cavafy, excerpt of “The City”, trans. by David Mendelsohn in Complete Poems

[mountainfucker69]

another piece i did for @secrettomesofthedas, based on this gif:

[dannydino11]

Okay maybe mama did raise a fool

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         𝘪  𝘢𝘮  𝘢  𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯  𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵  𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯  𝘵𝘩𝘦  𝘸𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘢𝘨𝘦  𝘰𝘧  𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧.                 #BLOODSWIPE .   a  highly  canon  divergent  and  headcanon - based  hawke  of  bioware’s  dragon  age  series .    ©

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if cassandra had managed to get hawke to be inquisitor, then cullen wouldn’t be commander. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[edeer-moved]

“Mages aren’t people like you or me,” Cullen says to Hawke, at his most self-important. This remark will never be forgotten.

insp by this post by @fauxfires.

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about me.

name.    rune nickname.    that... that is my nickname... gender.    genderfluid pronouns.     she/they , i’m pretty chill with masc pronouns too. zodiac.     sagittarius, idk all the fancy rising / waning things. birthday.     december 10. sexuality.    asexual. country.     united states. religion.     i am my own religion. hogwarts house.    idk whatever the shittiest american house is. mbti.    idk

[kjngdsfkdfg]

reblog if you don’t mind shipping with an rp partner who doesn’t smut.

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chanticle·:

     ❝ sister ,  can you  believe  this ?❞    𝙰𝚅𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙻 𝙸𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙾𝚆𝙽 𝚂𝙸𝙳𝙴𝚆𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝙸𝙽 𝙰 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙸𝚁 𝙱𝚈 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙴𝚂𝙺 ,  𝙽𝚄𝚁𝚂𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰 𝙱𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙰𝙶𝙴𝙳 𝙰𝙽𝙺𝙻𝙴 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚆𝙰𝚅𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰 𝙻𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁 .    the wonder of how she had hobbled down the stairs would forever remain a mystery ,  though it likely involved sliding down the banister .  who knew .  but ,  that isn’t the important thing  -  she shoves the letter in evelyne’s direction with a sound halfway between a snort and scoff .    ❝ we have a marriage proposal from some count fancypants .  i haven’t been able to decipher just  which  of us ,  it only specifies  one   “ miss hawke . ”❞    she rolls her eyes .    ❝ mother is beside herself with joy .❞

@bloodswipe liked for a  randomly generated starter :  someone receives a marriage proposal .

𝗍𝗁𝖾  𝖾𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋  𝗁𝖺𝗐𝗄𝖾 ,    KNEES  ON  THE  TILED  FLOOR  AND  ELBOW  DEEP  IN  KADDIS ,    𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌  𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌  𝗁𝖾𝗋  𝗉𝗈𝗈𝗋 ,    𝗁𝗈𝖻𝖻𝗅𝖾𝖽  𝗌𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋  𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁  𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽  𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗌 .       𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋  𝗆𝖺𝖻𝖺𝗋𝗂  𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗌  𝗂𝗇  𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗍  𝗈𝖿  𝗁𝖾𝗋 ,    𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀  𝗁𝗂𝗌  𝗇𝖾𝗐  𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗍  𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁  𝖻𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒  𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾𝖺𝗅𝖾𝖽  𝖾𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 .       [   𝗇𝖾𝗐  𝗄𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗂𝗌  𝗐𝖺𝗌  𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇  𝗍𝗈  𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇  𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒  𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾  𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀  𝗍𝗁𝖾  𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒  𝗌𝗈𝗈𝗇 !  ]       𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗒𝗇𝖾  𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 ,    𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀  𝗍𝗁𝖾  𝖿𝗎𝗓𝗓𝗒  𝖻𝗋𝗎𝗍𝖾’𝗌  𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽  𝗍𝗈  𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒  𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿  𝖺𝗇𝖽  𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀  𝖺  𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗆𝗌𝗈𝗇  𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽  𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗍  𝖺𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌  𝗁𝗂𝗌  𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾  𝗂𝗇  𝗁𝖾𝗋  𝗐𝖺𝗄𝖾 ,    𝖺𝗇𝖽  𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌  𝗁𝖾𝗋  𝗐𝖺𝗒  𝖺𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌  𝗍𝗁𝖾  𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆  ;  𝗎𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗅𝗒  𝗉𝗅𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀  𝗍𝗁𝖾  𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋  𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆  𝗁𝖾𝗋  𝗌𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋’𝗌  𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 .         “   𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗋’𝗌  𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗈𝖽 ,    𝗒𝗈𝗎  𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖽  𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌  𝗍𝗈  𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋  𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 ?   ”       𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾  𝗂𝗌  𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾  𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗒  𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇  𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖺𝖼𝗁  𝗂𝗇  𝗁𝖾𝗋  𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾  𝖺𝗌  𝗌𝗁𝖾  𝖿𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗌  𝗍𝗁𝖾  𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋  𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈  𝗍𝗁𝖾  𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗄  𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋  𝖺𝗇  𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅  𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾  𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 .       AVERIL  WAS  RIGHT ,    𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾  𝗐𝖺𝗌  𝗇𝗈  𝗐𝖺𝗒  𝗈𝖿  𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀  𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁  𝗈𝖿  𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆  𝗍𝗁𝖾  𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋  𝗐𝖺𝗌  𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗍  𝖿𝗈𝗋 .       𝖺  𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾  𝗀𝗁𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗌  𝖺𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌  𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗒𝗇𝖾’𝗌  𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾  𝖺𝗇𝖽  𝗌𝗁𝖾  𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌  𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇  𝗍𝗈  𝗌𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗋  𝗍𝗁𝖾  𝗄𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗂𝗌  𝖺𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌  𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗅’𝗌  𝗇𝗈𝗌𝖾.       “   𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗅𝗅  𝗂  𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆  𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌  𝗈𝖿  𝗍𝗁𝖾  𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍  𝗌𝗈  𝗁𝖾  𝖼𝖺𝗇  𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒  𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗁  𝗍𝗁𝖾  𝗐𝖾𝖽𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 ?   ”