varric and daud!
varric:
for all varric writes smutty literature and brags about what a ladykiller he is, he doesn’t get around that much. which is to say, barely at all. he’s tried brothels and flings and flirting with rich older women at balls, but between his physical insecurities and the ghost of the bianca thing, it never works out.
to carmine, who’s still a virgin, this actually makes him more attractive. she finds it less intimidating, and hopes he’ll forgive her shyness and lack of experience. [he does, of course.]
this is totally not an obscure headcanon, lmao. i think most people assume this about varric. oh well!
daud:
in tgoed universe, daud still has the red coat that he wore as leader of the whalers. it’s in the storage room above jo’s clinic, hanging by itself in an old wardrobe.
jo asks him once why he keeps it, if he’s never going to wear it again. daud tells her that, honestly? there’s not much tangible proof that he exists. he left his sword on jessamine’s grave, many of his former students are dead, and that building in the flooded district has to have fallen down by now. all he really has to his name are his journals and the red whaler coat, and, well, it gets you thinking. the only proof that you lived is the trail of people you killed.
jo jokes about how retirement is making him existential. but once in a while, she opens the wardrobe and dusts off the lapels.
