inglorious-boshtet answered: I can see the follow button but the catch is I’m looking at your blog and I already follow you! GJ Tumblr.
Self-recursive following! Fractal followers! Down the rabbit hole we go!
theinkedoctopus answered: Mine seems to be fine, but I had another friend have this issue until one day it just seemed to fix itself. Sorry, I know that’s not much help.
Actually, it is reassuring in a way that it’s not just me who’s been singled out for extra difficulties :)
musanocturnis answered: Follow button loads… eventually…. But I can’t see readmores on mobile, whether through the app or going to a blog directly. It looks like the posts just end.
Tumblr!Mobile - the veritable black pit of hopeless fail itself. Run, just run, run while you still can!
probablylostrightnow answered: It’s still showing for me, based on my highly scientific sample of one blog. I think recent Tumblr changes have interacted badly with some themes, though?
It’s sounding like there might be another intermittent bug that’s doing the rounds, and I’m currently holding the Generalised Unluckiness Ball, so...
Prompt from @theinkedoctopus (it won’t let me tag you wut??), more explanation under the cut for spoiler-y reasons!
So I was asked to flesh out the Iron Bull’s betrayal in the Trespasser DLC, from the perspective of a Lavellan Inquisitor. This ficlet features my Aviselan Lavellan, female elf mage and Solas-mancer. Thanks for the prompt, and I hope you like it!
The door slammed open as he shouldered his way into the room, his over-large frame blocking out the moonlight that should have streamed into the dark, smoke-filled room. Firelight from torches and dragon’s breath flickered over his scarred face, set into a mask of grim determination.
“Nothing personal. Bas.” His gravelly voice carried an edge to it, the last word spat like a curse.
Aviselan stared, mouth gaping. This was not happening now. He had stood beside her, faced demons, dragons, Templars, mages, and worse with her, shielded her with his own body from killing blows more than once. She had even thought, after Solas, that she might have found solace in him. He was so kind, so understanding.
There was nothing kind or understanding about him now.
Avi’s eyes filled with hot, angry tears. “Why?” she said, voice flat. Another betrayal. Would she ever be able to trust the people at her back? She could feel Dorian’s vibrating rage behind her, and heard him cursing in Tevene under his breath. Cassandra let out a quiet sigh of resigned realization, her armor clinking as she fell into her shield-stance.
“YOU MOTHER-FRIGGIN PISS BUCKET! I WILL TEAR YOUR HORNS OFF YOUR HEAD AND SHOVE THEM UP YOUR ARSE, YOU COMPLETE NUG-HUMPING ARSE-BISCUIT!”
Avi instinctively reached out and grabbed Sera’s arm as she tried to run past her at the Iron Bull, holding her back as she spit and screamed. Iron Bull regarded them impassively.
“The Qun demands is, bas,” he replied quietly. “Something I think you understand more than most.”
The rain came down in sheets, as it always had on the Storm Coast. They stood, silent and sorrowful, as some of the bravest people she had ever met were crushed in the cogs of the Inquisition.
Creators, but she hated politics. She turned to the Iron Bull, placing a hand on the hard muscle of his bicep. He shook off her meager attempt at comfort, but she tried anyway. “I’m so sorry, Bull.”
“The Qun demands it, right?” His voice was flat, devoid of emotion, but she thought she could see tears mixing with the sluice of rain on his face.
“Hissrad! Vinek katas!” The strident tones of the Viddasala rang off the stone. Iron Bull’s face hardened further, something Avi had previously thought impossible.
“Yes ma’am.”
Avi released Sera, who was still spitting with rage, and readied her magic. This would not be easy, in more ways than one.
theinkedoctopus replied to your post “If one more person asks me if I’m “sure there’s only one in there” I’m...”
That was always the worst. People never knew when to just... not.
My mom did it to me today. She has seen the first ultrasound picture with her own eyes.
Our anatomy scan ultrasound is tomorrow (YAAAAAAAAAAAAY IT’S BASICALLY THE ONLY THING I GET EXCITED ABOUT DURING THIS NINE MONTH PURGATORY) so I’m finally going to put this nonsense to rest permanently.
theinkedoctopus said: Like as soon as I saw him on my first playthrough I was like: “Yes you, you will do, and you shall be mine.” I don’t think I’m ever gonna let go of what happened directly after that.
Same! I was like “Oh look, my boyfriend.” It was in that moment I knew I had a thing for Turians lol
I should stop writing while I’m ahead and pretend this never happened, but we both know I’m not smart enough for that.
Seeing you again, after everything, I… I had dreamed it a thousand times, wished it for a thousand nights, even with what happened, I did not wish that fate on you. Seeing you fall, I was at your funeral, I was there, and yet, there you were, sword in hand like you just came back from hell, and maybe you had but.. I couldn’t think, not about any of it.
I remember the hate that burned in me for what you did all those years ago, ten years back I would have, I would have been a lesser man. You didn’t deserve those words, and I didn’t mean half of them, well maybe at the time I did, I don’t know, I was a fool, but I suspect you know that too.
Maker I’m a married man, a King, and here I am like a school boy with a crush writing a letter to my, my what, once dead ex-lover. Well that’s something I guess most people never get to say, only we could be so fortunate. Evelyn, I have so many questions, and I want to see you again, maybe against my better judgement, but good judgement is for the Kings, and around you I’ve always only been Alistair.
