cant sleep time to post my shayla

mo dao zu shi is a wicked fanfic no i will not be elaborating beyond this one (1) piece of evidence

for the time being heres now i imagine my farmer! her name is bernie, short for bernice but she hates that name. she yearns for the mines and has no idea how to run a farm

men look great when their lives are falling apart. evidence:

callan thorne, my sweet angry son. the half elven bastard son of a ferelden noble, he made a living as a thief before being caught one too many times. the timely arrival of the grey wardens- namely one thom rainier- in his village saved him from the hangman's rope

next we got aniceta de riva, part time opera singer, former assassin. all her ties to the crows cut after a job gone wrong left her disgraced and with a bounty on her head, but varric took her on because her skills were too good to pass up

next up, vahel aldwir. oh, i should mention, all these guys are part of varic's ragtag team in my mind. nels is the second in command, and vahel here is the team's healer. his nickname is "pretty boy"

staring with my rook, nels ingellvar! shes a sweetie pie i promise

i need him in ways that are concerning to feminism