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CHANTICLE: A WRITING BLOG FOR VARIOUS CHARACTERS SET WITHIN BIOWARE'S DRAGON AGE UNIVERSE. CANON - CRITICAL + HEADCANON-BASED.
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THIS BLOG IS MOVING. i just told elisa i wouldnāt be able to hold myself to finishing my abouts and look where we are. essentially, things have been hectic since the veilguard drop in october and now that things have mellowed out i just want a nice, clean space to reorganize. i have every intention of honoring all my current drafts but i didnāt want to start collecting them and freaking people out when a blog they didnāt follow liked things. ill reblog as necessary.
THIS BLOG IS MOVING. i just told elisa i wouldnāt be able to hold myself to finishing my abouts and look where we are. essentially, things have been hectic since the veilguard drop in october and now that things have mellowed out i just want a nice, clean space to reorganize. i have every intention of honoring all my current drafts but i didnāt want to start collecting them and freaking people out when a blog they didnāt follow liked things. ill reblog as necessary.
THIS BLOG IS MOVING. i just told elisa i wouldnāt be able to hold myself to finishing my abouts and look where we are. essentially, things have been hectic since the veilguard drop in october and now that things have mellowed out i just want a nice, clean space to reorganize. i have every intention of honoring all my current drafts but i didnāt want to start collecting them and freaking people out when a blog they didnāt follow liked things. ill reblog as necessary.
THIS BLOG IS MOVING. i just told elisa i wouldnāt be able to hold myself to finishing my abouts and look where we are. essentially, things have been hectic since the veilguard drop in october and now that things have mellowed out i just want a nice, clean space to reorganize. i have every intention of honoring all my current drafts but i didnāt want to start collecting them and freaking people out when a blog they didnāt follow liked things. ill reblog as necessary.
THIS BLOG IS MOVING. i just told elisa i wouldnāt be able to hold myself to finishing my abouts and look where we are. essentially, things have been hectic since the veilguard drop in october and now that things have mellowed out i just want a nice, clean space to reorganize. i have every intention of honoring all my current drafts but i didnāt want to start collecting them and freaking people out when a blog they didnāt follow liked things. ill reblog as necessary.
THIS BLOG IS MOVING. i just told elisa i wouldnāt be able to hold myself to finishing my abouts and look where we are. essentially, things have been hectic since the veilguard drop in october and now that things have mellowed out i just want a nice, clean space to reorganize. i have every intention of honoring all my current drafts but i didnāt want to start collecting them and freaking people out when a blog they didnāt follow liked things. ill reblog as necessary.
THIS BLOG IS MOVING. i just told elisa i wouldnāt be able to hold myself to finishing my abouts and look where we are. essentially, things have been hectic since the veilguard drop in october and now that things have mellowed out i just want a nice, clean space to reorganize. i have every intention of honoring all my current drafts but i didnāt want to start collecting them and freaking people out when a blog they didnāt follow liked things. ill reblog as necessary.
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jess isnāt emmrich, right, sheās not a teacher she doesnāt have students. in fact i think sheās infuriating to be taught by. she doesnāt have little research assistants, probably like 2 or 3 junior wardens back at weisshaupt. and thereās a really cute (brief) reunion during all the chaos
i donāt talk a lot about act 3 for my hawkes because iāve actually never finished it but i just think the temperature lowers in the room when meredith and willa enter it
rubs my little hands together.
maybe like for a little v-day but not thing later, esp if we have a ship.
know that héloïse judges solas's amputation work
He doesn't given her a reaction to the low blow, understanding that she knows he can't say love either. He's seen what love was supposed to be... and the day Lord Trevelyan died was he first time he saw his mother breath deeply in ever.
"Please, give it six months at least." He retorts leaning forward and folding the knuckles of his right hand beneath his chin to prop himself up to look at her.
For a man who has just been turned down for marriage, he still looks terribly smitten.
She hasn't outright said no...
"If you tell me to never ask again I will listen." He leans further forward on his hand to look up at her through his lashes. He would still come when she asked, wherever that may be. He didn't know what life after the Inquisition would look like, he just knows for the first time in a very long time he could begin to imagine the shape of what a future should be in his imagination.
She rolls her eyes, but the bite of the past hour's argument is gone from them. At least for now. Arms still tucked tight against her body, HĆ©loĆÆse almost smiles. ā You may last three. ā
Maker's breath. The look on his face.
ā I will tell you this, ā she gripes, crossing the distance between them and pushing against his shoulder. It's not much force. ā If you keep leaning forward like that, you're going to topple over and I won't be the one to stitch your head back together. ā HĆ©loĆÆse paused, moving her hand - daringly, cheeks suddenly hot - to his cheek.
ā Not never, ā she says, though even that was unsure. She didn't know when she would be ready, or if. A future had only ever held the promise of a scalpel and patients. To envision it with a person . . . that is new. ā Just - not right now. And certainly not in Orlais. ā In Orlais, everything hanging in the balance, whatever was going on with his Mark - no. Not right now.
bael quite leaning forward and giving héloïse little puppy dog eyes:
hĆ©loĆÆse, literally weak in the knees: youāre gonna fall over idiot
me having to sit in a meeting while someone gives my boss ai art as a gift: