Inquisition Love Interests with Children
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Inquisition Love Interests with Children
Cassandra
Solas
Sera
Blackwall
Iron Bull
Dorian
Josephine
Cullen
inquisitor: you're cute
solas (internally): oh my. oh no. keep ur cool, solas, keep ur cool. say something smooth
solas: you're welcome
solas (internally): this is why you're bald
AU Hobo Solas (pt3):
âThis is one of my spirit friends! They are people, too.â The sock puppet nods in agreement.
Gradstudent/barista/hipster/reincarnatedelvenhallaprincess!Lavellan is giving out free tea and coffee as part of a drive to raise awareness about the plight of the Dales. Suddenly, the familiar swishing of black plastic trash-bags gets louder, until she looks up and sees the familiar bald elf. He flirtatiously waves the tail of his canine scarf at her and winks. Well, he tries to wink but he canât really manage it and ends up just blinking both eyes really rapidly.
Gradstudent/barista/hipster/reincarnatedelvenhallaprincess!Lavellan tries to ignore him and starts to talk to her co-worker. Solas waddles up to the counter, trash bags making an ominous âswish swishâ sound.
He stands in front of Gradstudent/barista/hipster/reincarnatedelvenhallaprincess!Lavellan and licks his lips, âYou know, my friend has been summoned against its will.â He starts to gyrate suggestively. âMaybe you could help break its bindings,â at this he jerked his hips forward knocking over a tray of tea.
Gradstudent/barista/hipster/reincarnatedelvenhallaprincess!Lavellan recoils and immediately begins to pick up the paper cups before they scatter to the wind. Solas starts doing squats moving like some kind of octopus or, perhaps, cuttlefish.
âTea, I detest the stuff,â he says bobbing up and down. âBut, today, I need to squeeze the dreams from my mind grapes.â Suddenly he stops moving long enough to reach into his fanny pack and pull out a sockâan old sock with googley-eyes on the toe. He slowly, seductively, pulls the sock over his hand like an elegant glove.
âThis is one of my spirit friends! They are people, too.â Solas chirps. The sock puppet nods in solemn agreement. Â
Gradstudent/barista/hipster/reincarnatedelvenhallaprincess!Lavellan gathers the tray and slowly, cautiously steps behind the fold-up table.
Part 1Â Part 2
Written by kissiebear and eumolpus-fabulator, Â
Sketched by drawarabbitonfire and colored by carrieliarts
AU Hobo Solas (pt1):
A rustling, and an explosion of garbage as a man leaps from a refuse clogged alley. Gradstudent/barista/hipster/reincarnatedelvenhallaprincess!Lavellan winces as the old man grabs her hand, partly from shock and partly from the wave of body odor and whiskey fumes that assails her senses as she is dragged out of the alley towards the nearest intersection.
The man scowls fiercely at the red light, his forehead puckering and creasing in thought from his ginger brows to his gleaming hairless dome. âQuickly!â he shouts, frantically gesturing at oncoming traffic âbefore more come through!â. He dramatically waves her hand towards the light, and in a freak coincidence it happens to turn green at that moment.
Gradstudent/barista/hipster/reincarnatedelvenhallaprincess!Lavellan eases away slowly, discreetly trying to wipe her hand on her jeans without causing offense. The man steps into the street to collect a dog someone has run over, drapes it over his shoulder, then toddles towards a store front window to examine himself in reflection.
âyou knowâ he says, admiring his new finery âIâm actually an elven god.â
Written by flashbanggrenade, sketch by drawarabbitonfire , and colored by carrieliarts
Part 2Â Part 3
AU Hobo Solas (pt2):
Gradstudent/barista/hipster/reincarnatedelvenhallaprincess!Lavellan stands before a vat of hearty cabbage soup, kindly ladling out portions to the less fortunate lined up to receive a hot meal from the soup kitchen sponsored by her university/coffee shop/reincarnated halla farm.
A familiar scent of trash and old man alerts her to the arrival of an especially less fortunate individual. He tilts his egg head at her coquettishly, nuzzling his canine scarf. He inquires politely about her position at the soup kitchen, praising her work, mentions something about side benefits.
âSide benefits?â she asks inquizzically (solas slightly approves).
âI like your bunsâ he whispers seductively. Â Gradstudent/barista/hipster/reincarnatedelvenhallaprincess!Lavellan places a bread roll on his tray and screams internally.
âProfessor Solas!â exclaims a faculty member âweâve been over this, the soup kitchen is not for staff!â and proceeds to make ineffectual shoo-ing motions with his hands. The professor, feeling threatened, rustles the many trash bags wrapped about his person to make himself appear larger, then squats into a crab walk and scuttles away.
The faculty member shakes his head scornfully âliberal arts and humanitiesâ.
Written by flashbanggrenade, sketched by drawarabbitonfire, colored by carrieliarts
Part 1Â Part 3
Sonic had one too many chilli dogs
I WAS FLYING OVER TORONTO AND MY FRIEND SAW MEÂ
Pretty much what I wanted to say.
âAnd worst of all, Inquisitor, it wasnât even decaf like Iâd asked!â
50 Things All Witches Do But Don't Admit
001: forgets which incense scent they bought and just rolls with it
002: buys bath supplies just for the pretty jar
003: misplaces all of their notes
004: forgets what a sigil looks like immediately after using it
005: leaves a candle burning by accident
006: mixes up correspondences
007: has to look up ingredient meanings
008: doubts if their spell worked
009: constantly reorganizes their supplies
010: burns themselves lighting candles
011: leaves spell remnants inside of materials for a week before finally cleaning it up
012: gossips with their tarot deck 24/7
013: gossips with their familiar 24/7
014: gossips with their deity 24/7
015: tries and fails to make their own magically infused bath and facial products
016: forgets what kind of crystals they bought and spends hours on Google figuring it out
017: even if they can't figure it out, just rolls with it
018: stalks the Dollar Tree more than is normal
019: low-key wants to have *real* magic powers
020: leaves random spell stuff (candle stubs, ashes, etc) laying on the altar
021: forgets to throw out the old and moldy food offering for their deity
022: doesn't practice witchcraft daily
023: buys spell ingredients and doesn't end up using them
024: low-key snags orange peels or other dry-able ingredients from family, friends, or garbage cans
025: makes excuses for why they need these things
026: always looking for jars
027: *stares at 20 empty jars on floor* "I still need more jars"
028: laughs when someone says sarcastically yells, "sorcery!" when they pull off an amazing feat.
029: forgets about the full moon until the night of
030: forgets about the new moon until the night of
031: doesn't even know what lunar cycle it is
032: is kinda iffy on the day of the week too
033: tbh, might not even know what month it is
034: casts a spell with no results
035: casts a spell with undesired results
036: uses store-bought instead of natural ingredients
037: plans a ritual and forgets about it
038: forgets steps during a ritual or spell
039: forgets to gather ingredients until halfway through a spell
040: completely messes up a spell and has to start over
041: does magic unintentionally
042: dresses as a witch for a Halloween party
043: forgets they did a spell until they start to see results
044: is still blown away by magic
045: feels overwhelmed by the amount of research
046: does not know everything about their craft
047: has evolved their craft many times
048: completely misses a sabbat or solstice
049: forgets about their solar or lunar water until three days later
050: makes shit up as they go
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that was an emotional journey i was not prepared for, today
If you played with Barbies,
Polly Pockets,
Beanie Babies,
Tamagotchi,
Slip Nâ Slide,
And Furbies,
Listened to the Backstreet Boys, Britney Spears, NSync and the Spice Girls
On Hit Clips, a Boom Box, or a Walkman,
Collected and traded Pokemon cards,
Wrote with Gel Pens,
Wore butterfly clips,
And Snap Bracelets,
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