Sidhe is Strong. Sidhe is Brave. Sidhe Lives.

Fanfiction Writer and Dragon Age Obsesser. I write Dragon Age, Mass Effect, and some Elder Scrolls. I also like wrestling 🤷 Icon and header by me Sidhe's AO3 Amazon Wishlist to Help Furnish my Basement

[sidhelives]

Continuing Adventures in the Hell Hole

Hey guys, gals, and internet pals. If you've been following along with the nightmare that is my life, I'm here with an update. If you haven't been, the full tale is here, but I will tl:dr for those curious:

On December 20th (four days before Christmas for those counting) my roommate, the owner of the home I live in, a single mother who had been unemployed since September (after getting laid off by her lying asshole boss), missed one step on the staircase down to the living room and suffered a severe trimalleolar fracture in her right ankle. I became her primary care giver, while working full time, taking her to the ER, giving her medication, trying to keep her comfortable. She had to wait almost a month for surgery due to the holidays and weather, which she finally got on January 13th, and then couldn't begin PT for another two weeks due to back to back severe snow storms hitting where we live. At the same time her daughter was dealing with some fairly severe bullying and administration issues at her very first in person school which was only compounding the issues with my roommate's immobility.

All caught up? Great.

Things are looking better now: Roommate is in PT, which sucks but at least it's happening, we got her daughter into a new school which is going much better, and we got both of them on Medicaid and Food Stamps. This is huge for me as I have been covering all the food for all of us for months (not to mention all the other things I've been covering) and I can finally start to rebuild my finances.

Bad news is that during this ordeal our bills have fallen off the priority list and are now come calling. I'm setting up aid and hardship programs for most of them, but the electricity is being a bitch. We need to pay $666 (ironic, right?) by the 9th or they will shut off our power. Once we get that paid we can set up a lower cost payment plan with them, but the lump payment has to be made first. We're now working on scraping that together, but any help anyone could provide would be most appreciated:

Paypal: @SidheLives / [email protected],

Venmo: @SidheLives,

Cashapp: $SidheLives,

Reblogs and signal boosts welcome, even if you can't contribute! Watch this space for continued updates, future fics, and possibly some art again sometime soon :)

[sidhelives]

Part 5 - The Story Really Starts

“Everyone ready?” Alistair asked, anxiety clear in the set of his shoulders even though his voice was calm and level. Like a doctor speaking to a dying patient. Daveth frowned. “How ready do we need to be?” Alistair exhaled, straightening his back, his voice solemn. “I'm not going to lie to you, the Joining is—” he shook his head. “We pay a high price to become what we are. Sometimes… you may end up paying it now rather than later.” There was a moment of tense silence as they all absorbed his words. Daveth's mouth felt dry and he squeezed Neira's hand, as much to comfort himself as her. Lyna's spine was rigid as a gallows. “Let's get it over with.” Daveth looked at her, but she wasn't looking at him, her eyes resolutely locked ahead of her. Nodding, Alistair gestured for them to follow. “Come with me.” They fell into line behind Alistair, Neira trembling at Daveth's side. “Still scared?” He asked her, leaning down to murmur quietly. She nodded, her lips pressed in a thin line. “Yeah,” Daveth agreed, squeezing her hand again. “Me too.”

Full fic available on AO3:

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[immortalgoat27]

REASONS TO VOTE MY BABY BOY DEACON HOLLOW FOR TUMBLR SEXYMAN

he loves horses and that is very sexy of him as horses are wonderful

hes so fucking dorky i want him to win

he takes care of the random neighbors kid and a man who's good with kids is so fucking sexy

yes viktor is a very sexy twink but you know who's more of a twink??? DEACON

he writes fucking fanfic canonically i love this man beyond words

STOP BEING LOSERS!!! AND START! BEING! HORSE!

[kitkat-the-muffin]

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[eqv1noxx]

Dorkin <3

Propaganda

[sexy-people-contests-2026]

Tumblr Sexyman Contest 2026 Round 1 Part 18

Deacon Hollow (Cinderella Boy)

Viktor (Arcane)

Roathe (Warframe)

Remaining time: 3 days 13 hours

[sidhelives]

If you have ever loved me, please vote for Deacon Hollow to be Tumblr Sexy Man 2026.

I need this.

[the-cryptographer]

there's a good chance that anders is projecting his own 'i'm dead weight' feelings onto merrill. andrastian man screams at dalish woman about how you haven't accepted that as a mage everyone else is entitled to your labour and that no contribution you make is worth anything and actually you do nothing but cause trouble by bleeding yourself out and making ME heal you.

[the-cryptographer]

merrill clearing her throat and saying that actually as a mage and first to the keeper her contributions are actually the most important(tm) and also the amount someone can contribute doesn’t make up the entirety of their worth and if you were wiser you would know this but she will forgive you since you can’t help being an incredibly stupid dumbass brainwashed human. and she’s bluffing super hard because she’s been negged so many times by her family and does worry she’s useless. but anders believes her 100% and is torn between being super angry and ‘wow that’s the hottest thing any mage has ever said to me’

[natnormalatall]

roald dahl was antisemitic and misogynistic. george orwell was openly homophobic. edgar allan poe married his 13 year old cousin. dr seuss cheated on his wife (and was racist as well as antisemitic!). hp lovecraft was racist as fuck. anyways they’re fucking dead it’s not like you’re enabling their behaviors in the afterlife or something. then again I think they bleed into the books so uh keep an eye out for that

the difference between these old white guys and jk rowling is that the former group is all dead. jk rowling is alive and using your money to oppress trans people

[sidhelives]

Dragon Age Origins: The Joining Transcript

I needed the dialogue for the Joining from DA:O for WIP (and Daveth) related reasons. Couldn't find one. Made one. Here to share with you!

This skips all HoF dialog choices. If you want those you gotta get them yourself. Sorry, I was only interested in the NPC dialogue 🤷

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Duncan: So, you return from the Wilds. Have you been successful?

Good. I've had the circle Mages preparing. With the blood you've retrieved we can begin the Joining immediately.

Duncan: Excellent. You will need that courage to face what comes next.

Daveth: Courage? How much danger are we in?

Duncan: I will not lie, we Gray Wardens pay a heavy price to become what we are. Fate may decree that you pay your price now rather than later.

Jory: I agree, let's have it done.

Duncan: Then let us begin. Alistair, take them to the old Temple.

[*They go to the old temple*]

Jory: The more I hear about this Joining the less I like it.

Daveth: Are you blubbering again?

Jory: Why all these damn tests? Have I not earned my place?

Daveth: Maybe it's tradition. Maybe they're just trying to annoy you.

Jory: I only know that my wife is in Highever with a child on the way. If they had warned me… It just doesn't seem fair.

Daveth: Would you have come if they'd warned you? Maybe that's why they don't. The Wardens do what they must, right?

Jory: Including sacrificing us?

Daveth: I'd sacrifice a lot more if I knew it would end the Blight. You saw those Darkspawns tonight; wouldn't you die to protect your pretty wife from them?

Jory: I—

Daveth: Maybe you'll die. Maybe we'll all die. If nobody stops the darkspawn, we'll die for sure.

Jory: I've just never faced a foe I could not engage with my blade

Duncan: At last we come to the Joining. The Gray Wardens were founded during the first Blight, when Humanity stood on the verge of annihilation. So it was that the first Gray Wardens drank of darkspawn blood and mastered their taint.

Jory: We're going to drink the blood of those— those creatures?

Duncan: As the first Gray Wardens did before us. As we did before you. This is the source of our power, and our victory.

Alistair: Those who survive the Joining become immune to the taint. We can sense it in the darkspawn and use it to slay the archdemon. 

Duncan: Not all who drink the blood will survive, and those who do are forever changed. This is why the Joining is a secret. It is the price we pay. We speak only a few words prior to the Joining, but these words have been said since the first. Alistair if you would.

Alistair: Join us, brothers and sisters. Join us in the shadows where we stand, vigilant. Join us as we carry the duty that cannot be foresworn. And should you perish, know that your sacrifice will not be forgotten, and that one day we shall join you.

Duncan: Daveth step forward.

Jory: Makers Breath!

Duncan: I am sorry, Daveth. [*Daveth Dies*] Step forward Jory.

Jory: But… I have a wife. A child. Had I known…

Duncan: There is no turning back.

Jory: No! You ask too much! There is no glory in this!

[*Jory gets gacked*]

Duncan: I am sorry. But the joining is not yet complete. You are called upon to submit yourself to the taint for the greater good. From this moment forth, you are a Grey Warden.

[*HoF doesn't die, but has a little nap*]

Duncan: It is done. Welcome.

Alistair: Two more deaths. In my Joining, only one of us died, but it was… horrible I'm glad at least one of you made it through.

Duncan: How do you feel?

Duncan: Jory was warned that there was no turning back, as were you all. When he went for his blade, however, he left me no choice. It brought me no pleasure to end his life. The Blight demands sacrifices from us all. Thankfully, you stand here as proof they are not all made in vain.

Alistair: Did you have dreams? I had terrible dreams after my Joining.

Duncan: Such dreams come when you begin to sense the darkspawn, as we all do. That and many other things can be explained in the months to come.

Alistair: Before I forget, there is one last part to your Joining. We take some of that blood and put it in a pendant. Something to remind us… of those who didn't make it this far 

Duncan: Take some time. When you are ready, I'd like you to accompany me to a meeting with the King.

Duncan: Death is never easy to accept, especially when it arrives in such a brutal fashion. Honor your comrades if you wish, but know that we must press forward. Always, we must press forward. The meeting is to the west, down the stairs. Please attend as soon as you're able.

[sidhelives]

I have a new(ish) series of fics to share!

You ever start a new Dragon Age Origins run and meet Daveth for the first time and just fall in love with the guy? This thief from the streets of Denerim pulled off the execution block by Duncan who is a devilish rogue and an obvious cad, but who clearly has a good, strong heart? Ever wonder what he might have been like if he hadn't tragically died during the Joining?

Welcome to the inside of my brain, gentle reader.

And welcome to my Daveth Lives series.

Currently four parts, but I plan to continue through the events of DAO. All Daveth POV. There will be explicit content, but I'm writing it in such a way that the smut can be skipped without losing any of the story (at least for now, I suppose things could change later).

A New Path

Daveth had slipped up one too many times, and he was finally going to pay for it—or so he thought, before the man he'd tried to rob intervened.

Converging Paths

They made it to Ostagar, but the Joining can't commence until all the recruits have arrived, so Daveth has to find ways to fill his time until she they arrive

In the Wilds

The Gang's all here, but now they have to go into the Wilds before the mysterious ritual can take place. Errands for the Wardens. At least it's an opportunity to get to know each other, and hopefully not die.

A Slight Diversion (Explicit)

The Warden Recruits have some time to kill before their Joining. Daveth and Lyna fill the time with some good old fashioned getting-to-know-you.

[mydoctor]

a ship where i see what people see but it is simply not very interesting to me personally it’s like

[depsidase]

[wifegideonnav]

“bits to use in everyday conversations”

[theconcealedweapon]

[maarvarq]

Always bear in mind that there is absolutely no legitimate evidence that Luigi was actually the one who killed the insurance company guy.

[theconcealedweapon]

Of course he wasn't. He was at a party with me that day.

[tiny-space-whale]

No but like literally, actually. All bits aside.

He didn't do it.

The cops very clearly planted evidence on him because they had to make an arrest because all eyes were on them and whoever actually did the deed was making them look stupid.

Why would the real killer hero have kept the weapon on his person and traveled two states over while carrying it and a manifesto in his bag, conveniently turning the crime into a federal matter? The same guy whose bag they found in a park, filled with monopoly money? Why did the police turn off their bodycams, take Luigi's stuff, drive a block away, turn their bodycams back on, go back into the restaurant, and then arrest him?

From the moment of his arrest, even left-of-center media has been presuming his guilt without examining anything (e.g. calling him "the killer" instead of "alleged" or "accused") and then when I say he didn't do it, the nearest person chimes in with some quip that tells me they think he did do it but should go free anyway. Don't get me wrong, I would have the same attitude if he had done it. But he didn't. It makes me feel like the only sane person in the world, even among my staunchly leftist friends.

[aarlathvhen]

anders dragon age. what a man. he's a former warden. a apostate. he's a healer for the most downtrodden of kirkwall, openly using his magic to heal despite knowing the consequences (death, or circle abuse). he's a victim of abuse, a survivor of templars and pure torment. he's funny, caring to the core. he had a cat. he lives in a sewer. he loves and has loved even knowing what comes when mages desire basic human activities. he's the embodiment of justice, desires freedom for all mages. he destroys the source of abuse for many mages, the chantry, and accepts death if you want to kill him. he's just ... my beloved.

anders dragon age <3 my love

[guiigemar]

never met a sentence i couldn't make incredibly long

[vhen-harel]

The Wolf in Minrathous | Battle couple battling like a couple | Solas x Saethre Lavellan #The Wolf in Minrathous — my title for the time period where Solas infiltrates Minrathous and fights alongside the Shadow Dragons. This is while Rook is trapped in the Prison of Regrets and Saethre sneaks into Minrathous.

Tagging @celesenova since you seem to enjoy going on this ride with me. 🩵