Latest Posts by kari-logs09 - Page 5

thinking about how mythal is visualized with and connected to the moon, but elgar’nan describes himself as the lord of day and night and can literally control the sun and moon to cause an eclipse. her role in the evanuris as a peacekeeper, immortalizing her as mother and wife forever. how flemeth described herself as nothing “but a shadow, lingering in the sun.” how when the mythal fragment trapped in the fade describes solas’s regrets, it’s recollections “cultivated like a tree twisting to catch the sun.” elgar’nan being the main person described whenever talking about mythal’s first death. how she reveals herself primarily to women who are hurt and abused by men over and over throughout history, reliving betrayal after betrayal for centuries…

Arlathan!Era Mythal taking Solas under her wing with "Warrior of the Mind" playing:

And then consequently, "My Goodbye" playing when he decides to rebel against the Evanuris:

Elimaê deserved to sucker punch Solas at Least Once😂

What if there are more than one Solas? :o

Have you seen Solas’ emotional support Lavellan? He needs her bad.

it's so funny because varric literally barely even cared about solas dai. and yet he went on a decade long mission trying to save him from repeating what he sees as anders' biggest mistake. which could mean nothing.

DRAGON AGE: THE VEILGUARD (2024) dev. Bioware

not now kitten . daddy’s getting lost in the hinterlands again

apparently everyone is sick of my shit and they’re going to kill me tomorrow. idk it’s just what I heard

lovely character. i want to watch him drown in his shame

hey check this out *dies in front of you in every universe*

going absolutely fucking insane over solas dragonage. he used to be a spirit. he was meant to be bisexual. he hates tea but still drinks it. he murdered the two people he loved most in the world. he pissed magic once (maybe). he pondered an orb. he played strip poker with blackwall. he sundered the fade from the waking world. he created the blight. he sent bitchy letters to elgar'nan. he's great at chess but then lost to a random named after a chess piece. he co-parented a spirit. he murdered the other co-parent. he speaks in iambic pentameter. he imagines the sight of you being dominated would be fascinating. he ghosted his ex for a year and then yanked their arm off. he loves frilly cakes. his greatest fear is dying alone. he's bald.

How it feels when u walk in on companion conversations~

Bonus panels of Sibi going for it under the cut!

Rumble Feature pt. 2

Follow up to this, because Y'ALL ARE SO RIGHT.

Shoutout to my cat, this is just him at 4:30 am every morning.

most precious daydream

thinkin about lucanis' struggle with his wants vs. familial expectations, rook being a catalyst for his reach for freedom and understanding the crows from an outside perspective, and all of the cut content and epilogue scenes ...

just emptying some emmrooks out of my pockets, don’t mind me

Varric and Solas argue. The sound echoes.

Varric: Me, take down the Dread Wolf? I'm flattered. Varric: No, I just came to ask you a question. So, you rebelled against the other gods, and it was a disaster. Varric: Then you imprisoned them and created the Veil, and that was a disaster. Varric: So how is this time gonna work out any better? Can you tell me that? Solas: I understand your hesitance, but what I do now must be done, despite it being past your comprehension. Varric: I'm not saying you're evil. But if you really believed in what you were doing, you'd be able to give me a straight answer. Solas: You would rather cast aspersions than admit that this is mine to solve. Varric: No mistake is worth killing innocent people over. Solas: The question is what lives, and how. My ritual will heal the world, and restore what was driven out of balance. Varric: C'mon, Chuckles. Who are you trying to convince here? Me, or yourself? Solas: Varric… Varric: You're not the first good man I've seen talk himself into a bad decision. The question is whether you can admit it.

Write it shitty, write it scared, write it without a clue but don't you be so spineless and have an AI write fanfic for you.

Angsty great-now-we're-both-stuck-in-the-fade-prison Solrook is great and all, but what about separated-by-the-veil-but-always-aware-of-each-other Solrook?

Them getting stuff done in starts to ease up the regret prison while he's serving time and the blight shows more signs of receding in the waking world.

Spirits and wisps that send messages back and forth with questions and advice and barbs that hint how they kind of miss their conversations

Wolves seem to follow them around while little trinkets just appear in his cell.

HUMMING THE SAME SONG ON EITHER SIDE.

“you look like a cut of fuckable meat. are you?”

I'm so mad that there are practically no Adam Smasher x reader fics and it's mostly Johnny. Crying I just wanna love the big mean cyborg :((

Started modding and got into combat, and my lovely pookie Smasher decided to come and help me out, and then roast their dead bodies LMAO

lost him after slaughtering cops and this happened ??? 😭😭

Riding him could probably fix me

Being in a relationship with Adam Smasher would consist of (Corpo!Reader):

You wondering how the fuck it happened.

Everyone else wondering how the fuck it happened.

Becoming the talk of Arasaka and Night City simply because it fucking happened (how???).

Meanwhile, Smasher doesn't think much of the hoopla and speculation because he'd BEEN claimed you as his. He doesn't call just anyone a cut of fuckable meat.

Finding out that apparently, Adam has something of a nickname for you. Asking him yields zero answers.

You turning the tables and calling him a cut of fuckable chrome and to your surprise, he responds with a simple "Heh."

Living but... not living with him. Not really. He's almost always gone anyway. It's also really your place but Adam made himself comfortable and... the rest is history, you guess.

You're actually more likely to see him when you're at work because he's practically taken over your office, too. By just sitting there.

Smasher liking to scare the ever-living shit out of you. He doesn't talk unless necessary; whenever the quiet ambiance of your space is broken by him suddenly talking, you tend to jump. And it amuses him.

Wondering what Smasher's doing or thinking about whenever he's silently making a dent in your office couch. Apparently, he's mostly watching you. Because you're his cut of fuckable meat of course.

Smasher isn't one for jealousy (so he would have you believe) because who the fuck would be dumb enough to challenge him for what's his? However, he can and will make reinforce his claim should some pathetic fuck try their luck with you. This... surprises you? ...Why does this surprise you? This is Adam Smasher we're talking about.

Rubbing that big chrome dome of his, and Smasher going "Mmmm," but because he's borg'd the fuck up, it's an oddly soothing low mechanical purring. This is perhaps the only other sound you've ever heard him make.

Sometimes, when you're tired of working, you'll just slump down on the couch and lean against Adam. And he'll let you, too. For a little bit. Then he'll be an asshole and go, "Can you really afford to take a break now?" Fuck off, Smasher.

I know I'm not the only one who thinks Arnold Vosloo's Imhotep looks suspiciously like Solas. 🤣

(you need to view the image or you'll just like the post)

Since people liked it i made a toy that works on the computer: https://nick-nonya.itch.io/trampoline-toy Have fun!

Y’all complaining about Varric being the one to confront Solas instead of Lavellen.

But BioWare knows you sad, horny freaks (affectionate). If y’all’s Lavellen’s confronted Solas, more than half of you would handle the confrontation like this:

Varric, Rook and Lavellen hide behind a pillar as Solas performs his ritual.

Varric: Okay, we have to talk him down.

Rook: That will work?

Varric: We have an ace up our sleeve. *points behind him at Lavellen*

Rook: Uh, Varric?

Varric: What?

Rook: *points behind Varric*

Varric: *turns around and notices Lavellen is missing* Where’d she go?

Rook: I think she’s…attacking Solas?

Varric: *turns around and looks to the top of the stairs* LAVELLEN!!! Get your tongue out of his mouth!

Rook: Is this part of the plan?

Varric: I’m sure it’s hers but I think we skipped a step or seven. No! Pants stay on! I said PANTS STAY ON!!!

Rook: *watching haphazardly discarded clothes land all around* Okay, with the underwear she’s wearing, I think this was always the plan.

Varric: Andraste’s dimpled butt cheeks…

Rook: *cocking his head to the side* They’re so…vigorous. And really flexible.

Varric: Well, Chuckle’s did need some stress relief.

Rook: I never imagined we’d save the world like this.

Varric: With the former leader of the Inquisition riding the Dreadwolf into the proverbial sunset? I’m almost mad I didn’t see it…uh, coming.

.......the helmet stays ON