#male lavellan x iron bull | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

childofsolace-write-ups · 1 year

Text

Walking in

Mahanon shifted nervously before exhaling deeply. He was starting to get cold feet, the gift hanging heavily inside his waist pouch. However, he knew Esaldir will never let him hear the end of it. Especially not after the struggle they went through to defeat the High dragon at Crest wood to get what he needed to craft the gift. Plus, he got an earful from Solas, telling him off for dragging Esaldir into the quest considering how fool hardy tended to get at times. If he was going to back out of this, it would make putting up with the scolding pointless.

The mage still felt bad that they brought Blackwall as their warrior for the quest instead of Bull. He knew how much the Qunari loved battling dragons, but given the intention, he didn't bring him so he wouldn't catch on to the surprise. Though in retrospect, since Bull was a Ben-Hassrath, Mahanon wouldn't be surprised if the Iron Bull already had an inkling.

Mahanon stepped into the Herald's Rest, raising a hand in greeting to Krem he toasted a mug towards his way, before heading straight to the Qunari lounging at his usual spot. Bull was already raising his head as he neared his approach, and Mahanon went straight to the point before he could lose his nerve.

"I have something for you." The elf said, and he did a little internal victory dance that his voice didn't crack... Much.

"Really?" The Iron Bull hummed in interest, nothing his tone giving away whether he if he knew about anything or not. "Well, I have something for you too. C'mon, I'll go first..."

Mahanon is still surprised how the Qunari could get out of his clothes so fast, then again it must be mostly to do with how he only had pants on half the time. The elf sat on the bed, carefully hiding his gift under the bed. There was time for it later, and he figured he would feel less nervous after they've had one round.

"There we go..." The Iron Bull spoke softly, in always sent pleasurable chills down Mahanon's spine. He diverted his attention to quickly undoing the wraps around his bare feet to make them, well, all the more bare. "No Inquisition, no war. Nothing outside this room; just you and me... So, what'd you want to talk about?"

Before Mahanon could answer, they hear the sound of the door clanking open.

"I'm sorry, Esaldir. But I must get back to my reports."

"They'll still be there after an hour." Esaldir said with a pout, hugging the commander's arm and playing up a coquettishly petulant act. "C'mon vhenan, I'm not going to see you for another two weeks when Solas starts another questing tomorrow. I'll promise to even help you later, and by 'help' I mean making sure Sera doesn't try any pranks while you're working."

Before Cullen could respond, he hears someone clearing their throat. Since he could see that the sound wasn't made by his lover, he looked towards the room they were entering and immediately looked away. Cullen's cheeks flared up and he used the clipboard he was holding to block the sight before him as much as he could. "Sweet Maker..."

The Iron Bull smirked, "Cullen, how's it goin'?"

"Honestly," Mahanon, however, was looking more mortified. "there's this thing. It's called 'knocking', Mythal's mercy, and elves are the ones mistaken to be savages?"

Cullen sounds sheepish when he mumbles out an apology, still avoiding eye contact.

"Bleeding thorns..." Esaldir breathed, blinking his eyes as he stared at the Qunari's naked form in all its glory and letting go of Cullen in favor of marveling at the sight in awe. "How the fuck can Mahanon still walk...?"

Cullen sees the elf practically ogling the buck-naked Qunari, and he scowled. Still trying to avoid seeing the indecency before him, he uses his other hand not holding up the clip board to block Esaldir's view in a possessive manner.

"Really?" Esaldir raised a brow at him. "I'm just looking. You know I prefer playing with yours."

Cullen groaned, his cheeks getting hotter by the second. "Maker's breath, Esa..."

Meanwhile, another certain someone was walking along the battlements. Solas knew he was scheduled to leave for the Western approach and check on Hawke's and Stroud's lead on the Grey Wardens. He didn't really think the order, but he simply couldn't dismiss the problem they would be if left to their own devices. Solas also knew the Mahanon was stopping by again today, and he wanted to know how clan Lavellan was doing. He thought it would be a comfort to Esaldir if it was assured that his former clan was faring well.

Looking up from a report he was reading, Solas finds Esaldir and Cullen standing idly by the door to an empty room. The elf grimaced, wondering if Esaldir was trying to get Cullen to do lascivious activities with him at broad daylight. The man approved of their relationship, not that it was needed but Esaldir was still pleased he was. Regardless, he knew Cullen was a man dedicated to his duty as much as he was to his heart and Solas would rather Esaldir learn the importance of time, place, and opportunity.

So he moves to intervene.

"Has anyone seen Mahanon?" Solas approaches the threshold, "I thought we'd discuss the issue at Wycome and clan Lavell—ah!"

Bull rolled his eyes, and looked at the ceiling. "Oh for fuck's sake!" He exasperated.

[read the rest in AO3]

This is a part of my 'Inquisitor Solas' AU where Solas is not the dread wolf. You can read that main AU it here and moments like this posted story here. In Qunlat: Kos:[11] "A type of energy associated with nature;" refers to nature damage from a mage's staff. Mahanon Lavellan's specialty is casting nature related spells to deal damage. That's the nickname Bull chose for him.

#Dragon Age: Inquisition #The Iron Bull x Male Lavellan #Cullen x OC elf #Solas #Inquisitor Solas AU #The Iron Bull #Male Lavellan #Cullen Rutherford

11 notes · View notes

wanderingmirror · 2 years

Text

Spirit Of Empathy

Dragon Age: Inquisition

The Spirit of Empathy was a soul no one could really find. It was elusive and easily slipped away from those trying to find it. But many have claimed to have witnessed its work as it tried to ease the pain of those that crossed its path. But after too many attempts to capture and control it, the Spirit of Empathy vanished entirely, and the Spirits of Compassion took its place. Cole was one such Spirit, and like the others, could sense the Spirit of Empathy when a soul was in need of Compassion.

Discovering the fact that the Inquisitor was a Spirit of some type came as both a shock and a surprise to those who knew him. Though no one could figure out what type of Spirit he was, they still tried to keep the knowledge of that discovery away from him for fear of him disappearing. It had been left to Solas and Vivienne to discover what he was. The old library in Skyhold held many books containing past research on Spirits, the Spirit of Empathy among them, and it was found that you could identify a Spirit's nature by the habits they show.

From watching and conversing with the Inquisitor, it was found that he was either a Spirit of Compassion, or the long-vanished Spirit of Empathy. Cole was asked to look into his pains to see which. But the Spirit was not willing to hurt the Inquisitor simply to answer to the curiosity of the others. The Inquisitor was getting suspicious of their secretiveness. When the Inquisitor left Skyhold with Solas, Cole, and Cassandra, his inner circle decided to finally branch the question.

It was Cassandra who brought it up.

____

"Inquisitor, have you ever met the Spirit of Empathy?" She asked. Cole flinched a bit and looked at him in worry. Solas was stoic as he too glanced at the other elf. The Inquisitor was silent for a long time, making Cassandra wonder if he had heard her. But when he simply smiled at her and nodded, it seemed to ease her. "I did once. The Spirit had helped my clan when I was younger. But other than that, I haven't seen or heard of it since." He said, voice carefully neutral.

Cole slowly nodded as if agreeing with him. Cassandra frowned. "What do you remember of its appearance?" She asked. The Inquisitor's hand, which had been stoking the fire, froze. He did not look at her for a few minutes, obviously deep in thought. "I was still young, so my memory of back then is fuzzy. Sorry." He apologized with a sad smile. He pulled back and stretched. It was late in the night, the moon bright above them.

He bid them good night and went to sleep leaning against the tree he sat beside. Cole looked at him with worry barely hidden in his eyes. "What worries you, Cole?" Cassandra asked, seeing his fidgeting. "He has a lot of pain. Not all of it is his own. But he refuses to express it. Burns and twists, louder than a war cry, but quieter than mice." The blonde Spirit said softly to not wake the brunette.

The Inquisitor curled up in his sleep. When morning came, Vivienne and the other mages of Skyhold arrived in a rush as they approached the castle. "I have finally figured out a way to test our theory!" Vivienne said as they entered the gates. The Inquisitor looked at them with worry. "Theory? What are you talking about, Lady Vivienne?" He asked cocking his head. Vivienne held out a hand and closed her eyes, saying something under her breath. Her spell formed a circle around him, and he yelped.

"Viv? What-," He was interrupted when the spell broke a charm on his hip. The others noticed it falling to the ground, Cullen picked it up. "What is this?" He asked the brunette. The Inquisitor was silent as he tried to take it back. But the barrier zapped him. Cullen took it to Vivienne, and she examined it closely. "It's a spell charm for blocking mental spells." She said as she looked at the Dalish brunette. The Inquisitor was starting to shake suddenly.

____

{Warning for mental breakdowns?}

He could hear them again, hear the whispers. The cries for help, for mercy, for freedom. The broken cries of pain and suffering. Of anger and rage, fury and hatred. It overwhelmed him and he lifted his hands to his ears. But that did no good, they were no quieter than before. They began to get louder, even. The voices, he could hardly tell them apart from each other.

They called for Justice, but he wasn't the Spirit they needed.

They called for Compassion, but he wasn't the one for that either.

They called for so many different things that he couldn't help them with. So many emotions cried out, but he couldn't help them. He began to quietly beg for silence. But as the voices continued, he got louder and louder. Begging, pleading, and shouting for them to shut up. But the voices only drowned his own out into nothing but a drop of water in a sea. Tears fell from his eyes, and he fell to his knees. Curling up and trying to get them to be silent.

He began to hyperventilate, his vision going in and out of focus. His chest hurt, the places around his ears hurt, his head hurt. He couldn't hear the mages around him demanding he be put under a control spell. He couldn't hear Cole begging someone to help the brunette. He didn't see Varric running over to him in confusion, nor the fear and pain etched on Blackwall's face as he blocked anyone from getting closer to him.

All he could hear was the many voices of those he couldn't help. Those who had already died, who were dying, injured, or in pain. They were louder than those around him. He felt liquid starting to stain his hair, felt it run down his scalp as his nails dug into his skin. His consciousness began to vanish, and the edge of his vision blacken. He slammed his eyes shut and screamed in pain. In fear.

But even that was lost to the roar of the many others. When the charm he had made was placed back on the chain of his pants the voices slowly stopped and went silent. He sighed as he untensed and passed out. Falling limply to the left and into someone's arms. He would have to thank them when he woke up.

____

When the Inquisitor passed out into Morrigan's arms, she was concerned for the blood matting his hair. She could hear his screams from the courtyard, hear his cries for silence. When she had gotten to the entrance of the castle, she had seen the crowd of mages and those of his inner circle just standing there doing nothing as he sobbed for help. Yet, no one helped him.

Solas was yelling at Vivienne, Varric trying to console Cole, Iron Bull arguing with Cullen, Cassandra was just staring at the Inquisitor in shocked silence. Blackwall was at least keeping the mages demanding the Dalish elf be contained away. Dorian was still in Teventor and Sera was nowhere to be seen. Morrigan ran down the stairs and snatched the charm she spotted in Cullen's hand, fixing it and getting past Blackwall without much force.

She winced at the pain she could see etched on the brunette's face as she reattached the charm to its original place. Slowly the Inquisitor settled down and his hands left his ears to rest on either side of his body. He fell limp and she pulled him into her arms to allow him to rest. She used healing magic to heal the crescent shaped wounds he had made around his ears. When someone got close to them, she glared at them. Her glare only easing when she saw it was Solas.

The older elf sat beside the Inquisitor and inspected the charm, frowning when he discovered something about it that seemed to bother him. "What is it?" She asked as she fixed how the Inquisitor was laying. "This charm blocks off mental magic. And it seems it blocks the constant flow of outside pain from reaching him. I suppose this means that after trying to help people for so long, it never fully stopped being so loud." He said softly.

Morrigan nodded and Solas let go of the charm. Cole ran over and gently placed his hand on the brunette's back. "Can someone tell me why this happened?" Morrigan asked as she looked around. When Solas filled her in on what they had discovered, she sighed angrily. She didn't want to start yelling as soon as she got the Inquisitor to rest. And right now, it looked like he needed it.

"I suppose we will have to talk about this when he isn't within hearing range. I don't want to wake him up when he just fell asleep." She motioned for Blackwall to help her take the brunette to his quarters. The grey warden gently picked the male up and started to carry him to his quarters while some of the chargers acted as a wall, keeping the mages wanting him contained away.

As soon as the group was out of earshot, Morrigan turned sharply to face them. "What in the hell is your problem?! Why in everything holy did you decide that you could just do something like that?! Especially to him of all people?!" She snapped and the others all flinched at the rage in her eyes. Solas was silent behind her, having the same protective anger that she did. No one spoke as the human mage spit fire at them.

A few of those who had wanted him contained lost the wind to their sails and curled into themselves like kicked dogs. But a few others still thought it best that the Inquisitor should be contained. They immediately were ordered to either shut up or leave. As the Inquisitor would not harm anyone who had not harmed him first. Though, Morrigan thought bitterly, they had rightly earned after causing the brunette so much mental harm.

She sighed and turned towards Cole, only to find that he and Varric both had vanished during her tirade. Morgan wondered if that was because Cole wanted to be close to the other Spirit. She then looked at Solas and he nodded, leaving her to deal with the others.

____

When the Inquisitor woke up, it was to a splitting headache and raw throat. He groaned and sat up slowly. Finding Cole sitting beside the bed with his back leaned against it. Varric was sitting at his desk while writing. "V-Varric?" He asked softly. The dwarf looked over at him and smiled softly. "Hey, Kid, how are you holding up?" He asked as he stood and walked over. The Inquisitor lifted a hand to rub at his head.

"Feels like I was hit in the head by a rock. What happened?" He asked and Varric's eyes widened for a moment before they returned to normal. "What do you remember, exactly?" He asked and the Inquisitor thought back to before he had blacked out. The memory of earlier that day returned to him and he began to once again hyperventilate. Varric walked over and gently grabbed his arm to ground him.

"Easy, Kid. You're safe here. I doubt Chuckles and Morrigan are going to let them anywhere near you after the shit they put you through." He said as the Inquisitor tried to steady his breathing before it got worse. Luckily, he was able to do so before he passed out again. Hearing that Solas and Morrigan would come to his defense also eased the stress he felt. "You aren't scared of me?" He asked softly and Varric just chuckled.

"The way I see it, is that now we have two Spirits who know their way around better than we do. And now Cole has someone he can confide in when he feels he can't trust me or Solas." He said and that got a small smile out of the other. "Who fixed my charm?" the brunette asked. "That would be Morrigan. I'm sure if Chuckles hadn't been yelling at Vivienne, he would have but. As I said, he was busy yelling at her for breaking it."

The Inquisitor couldn't help but laugh at the image of Solas losing his temper over him. He felt a sense of happiness knowing the other male would help him. "I'll have to thank them." He says softly and Varric nodded before letting go of the brunette's arm. "Yeah, and you may want to thank Blackwall and the Chargers for getting you to your quarters too. I think the Chargers were about to shed blood when I saw their faces." He commented and the other male laughed softly.

"I'll remember to thank them for that. And thank you for helping Cole stay calm. I doubt it would have done anyone any good if both of us were breaking down like that." He said and Varric nodded again with a smile. "No problem." He patted the male's back as he moved to gather his things and head downstairs. "You may want to head down when you're ready. Morrigan and Solas have been worried ever since you passed out." He said as he left. The Inquisitor nodded and waved him goodbye.

The Inquisitor looked down at the still sleeping Cole, moving a bit to get the smaller male into the bed. Dorian wouldn't be back for another four days, so he doubted the other male would mind. That and the Inquisitor mostly saw Cole as something similar to a little brother. He needed the place right now more than the Teventor mage did. The Inquisitor sighed softly as he pulled the smaller Spirit to his chest and wrapped an arm around him.

Falling back to sleep with the calm sound of the wind through the windows and Cole's gentle breathing.

#dragon age inquisition #ocs #angst #varric tethras #dai #dread wolf #inquisitor lavellan #male inquisitor #dorian pavus #iron bull #vivienne de fer #cassandra pentaghast #morrigan dragon age #dorian x lavellan #dorian x inquisitor #bull's chargers #skyhold #original au #Spirit!Inquisitor AU

41 notes · View notes

broodwolf221 · 4 months

Text

dadwc prompts and info

general info:

no character death

i prefer romantic or platonic

pls specify prompt list ur using

ot3/poly prompts welcome

general prompts:

rare/unusual words (mine, but feel rb/use it yourself!)

sentences

micro story (please send the word/phrase)

medieval/fantasy sentences

deep conversations

people who aren't used to kindness

quote prompts:

as said by cassandra pentaghast

as said by dorian pavus

as said by solas

as said by merrill

fluff/romance/smut prompts:

fluff

50 types of kisses

sleeping

cuddles and snuggles

smutfic (please send word/phrase)

angst/whump prompts:

what are you hiding from me?

eerie loneliness

heavy content (mine, but feel free to rb/use it yourself!)

patching up wounds

other prompts:

oc codex

fantasy setting

characters:

da2 - anders(justice) | fenris | merrill

dao - leliana | morrigan

arlathan - mythal | andruil | ghilan'nain

relationships (ot3+ are welcome!):

anders x fenris

cassandra x (varric | sera | leliana | solas)

dorian x (feydis | bull | solas)

morrigan x (halcor | leliana)

sera x (delwyn | dagna | cassandra)

cullen x (dimitra | solas | dorian)

ghilan'nain x (andruil* | solas*)

*messy/complicated ships, might end up in dead dove territory

major ocs:

nessa lavellan (f!rogue, solas)

velari lavellan (f!mage, solas)

atros shiral (m!rogue; city elf!inquisitor, solas)

delwyn lavellan (f!rogue, sera)

valyris lavellan (f!mage, solas)

developing ocs:

feydis lavellan (m!mage, ? maybe dorian)

yene adaar (f!mage, solas)

dimitra (non-inky, f!mage(/templar), cullen)

halcor brosca (m!rogue warden, morrigan then nathaniel)

less developed ocs:

yene adaar (female; mage; solas) yene is a driven vashoth who doesn't want anything to do with any of this, thank you very much. spends the early game looking for a way out but eventually realizes that because of the anchor, she's stuck here, at which point she starts making friends. planned solasmance bc i'm... immensely predictable. also he grows on her. this weird little elf guy who's obsessed with the fade and she's like. hm. i am charmed by the way u wax poetic about ur special interests.

halcor brosca (male; rogue; morrigan, then nathaniel) my canon warden, and someone i haven't written in many years but have been thinking about again recently. very rough around the edges, blunt, practical. has a terrible habit of diving headfirst into danger. he's enamored of magic and trust(ed?) morrigan 100% on everything magical - he also performed the ritual with her, so kieran is his son, although he never met him. afterwards during awakening canon he ended up with nathaniel - a surprise, especially since he didn't even know he was into men as well, but late nights talking around the fire slowly became more.

4 notes · View notes

ell-vellan · 1 year

Text

about me

Hi! Call me Ell or Autumn (she/her). I'm a writer by hobby and profession. This blog is mostly Dragon Age and Baldur's Gate 3, but also a little bit of The Witcher Netflix, Shadow & Bone, Mass Effect, writing, and just generally media I enjoy. Probably going to include more Sleep Token in the future. Sometimes science. Rarely, my own meta and fanfic writing.

Ao3

My DA Meta Posts

My Writing

My OCs

I'm an adult and I write adult things, so follow at your own discretion. I don't knowingly follow back or privately chat with minors - nothing personal!

I try to curate a positive space here as much as possible for my mental health. I don't tend to post anti stuff, and I utilize the block function pretty readily.

I'm inconsistent at best with tagging, though I do make an effort to tag for common triggers. The only one you might see regularly is a cw for blood (in fanart, not real blood). If you need something tagged, you are free to ask, but I can't guarantee I'll never forget to include it.

I'm always happy to chat about any of our shared interests, be tagged in things, or get asks about my writing, characters, or media. But I'm not here to argue, and I don't engage with negativity.

My Canon Dragon Age Worldstates for fic purposes:

(List not exhaustive - major highlights only.)

"Happily Ever After":

DAO: female warrior Cousland x King Alistair, ruled together, dark ritual with Morrigan, killed Loghain

DA2: male warrior Hawke x Anders, templar Carver, sided with mages

DAI: undecided!

"Elfy":

DAO: Male rogue Mahariel x Zevran, King Alistair rules alone, killed Loghain, dark ritual with Morrigan.

DA2: Male mage Hawke x Fenris, spared Anders, circle mage Bethany survived, sided with mages

DAI: female mage Lavellan x Iron Bull (though my hc is Solas is an almost-maybe ex), allied with mages and Grey Wardens, Divine Leliana (softened)

Favorite DA Characters: (aka the ones you'll see most of my rbs about)

Zevran, Alistair, Fenris, The Iron Bull, Krem, Morrigan

Favorite pairings:

Zevran/Warden, Cousland/Alistair, Hawke/Anders/Fenris, Hawke/Fenris, Hawke/Anders, Bull/Dorian, Bull/Inquisitor

Not an exhaustive list by any means.

#about me #new pinned post

5 notes · View notes

arlathanxchange · 1 year

Text

Nominations Update

There are currently 296 approved tags!

Four Tags Need Corrections:

Lavellan & Lavellan Clan (Dragon Age):

We require a gender for Lavellan. Please add Male, Female, or Nonbinary to your nomination, i.e. Male Lavellan & Lavellan Clan (Dragon Age).

Nonbinary Surana & Anders

This was already nominated as Anders & Nonbinary Surana! If this was your tag, you should be able to delete it and nominate another tag!

Cassandra Pentaghast/Varric Tethras The Iron Bull/Dorian Pavus

Both these tags are missing an elf and are therefore not eligible for the exchange. If these were your tags, please add an elf to the nominations or delete them to add different tags.

To Make Corrections:

Go to the 2023 Tag Set.

Click the My Nominations button on the top right of the page under the menu bar.

Click the Edit button on the top right of the page under the menu bar.

Click the X to the right of the tag, and reenter the corrected tag in the text box that appears.

Click the Submit button at the bottom of the page.

REMINDER

Nominations Close: Saturday, March 25, 2023 at 12pm ET

QUESTIONS?

how to nominate tutorial | ask | discord | email: [email protected]

Tumblr’s asks are famously unreliable. If you don’t see a response within 72 hours please feel free to resend the ask or send an email.

#admin: announcement

2 notes · View notes

dapolyshipping · 1 year

Text

Tags Page Updates

Hi everyone!

It’s been a long time since we updated the tags page, but it received an overhaul today. You may notice that your fave ships have moved in the list.

UPDATES

☆ updated the layout to be more mobile friendly (finally!) ☆ aligned our tags to AO3 standards for DA (mostly) - more info after the read more ☆ to align with AO3, Iron Bull was updated to The Iron Bull ☆ added new tags for the year (including a dapolyex2022 tag) ☆ updated da4 tag to dragon age: dreadwolf

KNOWN ISSUES

A handful of our relationship tags are broken. There seems to be no rhyme nor reason, and only 1-2 posts are impacted with a total of 4-5 tags. We experimented in every way we could think of: removing “/”, removing spaces, removing “!”, removing all special characters, replacing spaces with “+”. We even added NEW, unrelated tags to these posts and they also wouldn’t work. We have no idea what the issue is.

We’ve reached out to support to see if there’s anything they can do on their end.

AO3 ALIGNMENT

After some thought, we decided to align our ship tagging practices with AO3′s to hopefully keep things more consistent across the exchange and the blog. This means that we’ll be using on tumblr the tags most likely to become canonical on AO3 with a few variations. What is the “official” order?

Official AO3 Tagging for DA (we think)

characters are alphabetized in the ship by last name (if present); otherwise, they use the first name

titles and articles are ignored (for example, The Iron Bull is alphabetized with “I”).

Mac Tir is a compound name (alphabetized with M); Orlesian “de” names are not compound (de Chalons with “C”); “of X” (i.e. “of Serault”) is alphabetized with X.

Gender counts as a first name if two characters with the same last name are present (i.e. Female Lavellan comes before Male Lavellan).

Groups are also in alphabetical order, e.g., Agent(s) of Fen'harel are alphabetized with “A” and Inquisition Scout(s) are alphabetized with “I”

“Original Character(s)” and “Tentacles” are always placed at the end of ships.

Our Variations

We (for obvious reasons) are dropping the “(Dragon Age)” designations on our tags on tumblr.

Alistair Theirin is on AO3 as “Alistair (Dragon Age)”; however, since there are a lot of “Alistair”s across fandoms, we’ve kept his last name on the tumblr tags. He is still alphabetized in our ships using “A” instead of “T”.

We kept genders abbreviated (i.e. “f!Hawke” instead of “Female Hawke”)

The official AO3 tags for OCs are “Original Female Character(s)” and “Original Male Characters(s)”, but we kept our f!oc and m!oc designations for simplicity.

In the tags list, I’ve ignored gender for the main list, meaning that ships with Adaar and Aeducan are listed before ships with Alistair. I did take gender into account for deciding how to alphabetize things like f!Adaar versus m!Adaar.

#admin: announcement

2 notes · View notes