Do Y'all Ever Have Inside Jokes With Like. Yourself. Yeah You Can't Fuck Him You'll End Up On The Ceiling...

My first Rook just wanted to be the meat in a RowanTaash sandwich. 😜

On Friendship.

If you romance Taash (and you should) it WILL drive you insane to think of them when Rook is in the fade prison.

They literally got into a fight with Rook before that battle JUST cause they didn’t want to lose them. So they try to not think about it.

And yet, during the battle, they cannot take it. As much as they were trying to avoid it, the thought is driving them insane, all they can do is beg Rook not to die.

And then Rook disappears.

They’re just gone.

I don’t think Taash rested for a second after. But there is also nothing they could do. They have lost literally everything in the last months and now Rook is lost as well. They don’t know anything about the fade or magic or any of that. They weren’t supposed to have to deal with it at all! They were there for the dragon stuff!

And the desperation of feeling useless and unable to do anything to get Rook back, at the mercy of Emmrich and Neve or Bellara’s expertise. Nothing to do, no one to fight, no way to make this better.

But I don’t think they lost hope for a second, I don’t think they stopped pressing and insisting that they could find Rook, that they were not gone forever. Because they asked them not to die, they begged them, and they have to come back and keep their promise.

you guys keep hating on taash all you want meanwhile im over here getting tossed around like a sack of potatoes by the big beautiful qunari. more for me sorry you guys dont get it like i do.

I love the little slap Taash gives to their thighs as they rocket up from their seat during Thedas' Funniest Home Videos. It's just a neat little bit of animation.

I don't know how to articulate this well, but I really fucking hate the way a lot of thin writers write fat characters. Like how men write women "breasting boobily" there is something so dehumanizing about how fat characters are often written. "He waddled", "he lumbered", the writer of the book I'm reading always mentions this characters "fleshy hand" when he does something with his hand. Like, we already know that he's fat. There is no need to describe everything he does as "doing it fatly".

Reblog to kiss her freckles <3

TAASH: Can Ativan Crows eat meat?

LUCANIS, patiently: We’re not actually birds, Taash.

TAASH: I thought maybe you had to stay light, to do all the flips and shit.

LUCANIS: …

cottage. quiet. [chapter 03]

Cottage. Quiet | Chapter 02 [ Ao3 Link ] [ ch. 01 ] [ ch. 02 ] [ch. 03] Word Count: 4500 Rating: 16+ Summary: Ma, Harding, and Taash deal with an unwelcome guest.

This one took a little while longer to get out than usual. My writer's block seems to be flaring up and I'm a little emotionally shaken, but it's out! I think I'll take the next chapter to finish off some light fluff and filler, and then fall back strong with where I'm hoping my story to go.

As always, thanks for reading! I really appreciate every single one of you.

Taash's recruitment mission gives me the vibes of when you meticulously plan all you are going to do next only for someone to show up and interrupt you, and it's not like that person has any bad intentions or anything, but they are still ruining your perfectly set-up routine and making your blood boil bit by bit over it