In A World State Where Alistair Does The Dark Ritual With Morrigan, Does That Mean Her Son's Full Name

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i think every single permutation of the hawke/varric relationship is groundbreaking and revolutionary btw. widely accepted fanon doofus besties? yes excellent stunning. unrequited love on varric’s side? ohhhhh the tragedy of the storyteller and his muse, bound up together and doomed in a story whose ending he can’t change. unrequited love on hawke’s side? spicy wtf is going on there. indifferent, kind of strained mostly coworkers? INCHRESTING. RIVALS??? IM OBSESSED!!! OH, REQUITED LOVE?? REQUITED LOVE THAT VARRIC DELIBERATELY HID FROM CASSANDRA IN ORDER TO GIVE HIMSELF AND HIS PARAMOUR A RESPITE FROM THE RELENTLESS PROWLING OF THE OUTSIDE WORLD?! STOP THE PRESSES I HAVE TO THINK ABOUT THE ‘I LIE A LOT’ LINE FOR THE NEXT 72 HOURS

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im autistic but i love to cook so i never relate to those autism safe food memes that are like "mac-n-cheese/pb&j/microwave dinners are so amazing i wish i could eat it every day for eternity" and all the comments agree 😔

i think there's a very simple and achievable way of fixing fabian's home life and well-being right now. a really great one, a possible one, in fact, and that is

My grandson...... Fahbiahhn. What a pleasure, it is. To behold you and grasp your cheek within my hand once again. I have received word, through the falling of a dove's gentle wing, that my daughter, Hallariel, has left you without the guidance of any of your adult Elven guardians. It brings a great sense of shame, to me, to witness my own daughter behaving so unkindly to you, in your short time here, on this mortal plane, so very short, as short as the falling of a leaf from a great Elven oak to the ground. So I seek now to aid you, my grandson. Away from our homeland as I may be, I shall use the great Elven magics to bestow upon me knowledge of your strange land, and how I shall assist you in your mortal ways of life. You need not enter trance by your lonesome in this manor no longer. ...Pour-tie? I know not of this word you speak of. Come. I shall teach you the method in which to prepare Elven Fantasy Box Macaroni And Cheese.

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Hi! I saw your post with hawke and varric, and I was wondering what the text was from? It's driving me insane. That whole thing gives me brainrot (positive) and i can't stop thinking about them.

i got the text excerpt from a tiktok about poetry but the original quote is from Normal People by Sally Rooney :)