Mois : août 2018

dragonageconfessions:

CONFESSION: 

   
     

 I feel like Blackwall would have the best silences. As an
introvert and generally low-key socially uncomfortable/awkward person, I
really REALLY appreciate people whose silences are nonjudgemental and
don’t make me feel pressured into talking or doing things, and I think
Blackwall is the companion with the best silences. Like I could go to
his place in Skyhold and sit around and read or whatever while he chops
wood or carves toys and we’d just enjoy each others’ companionable
silence for hours.
       
   

twisted-but-pretty:

killypool‌:

In this house we love and support 6’2” strongly muscled men with scars and calloused hands who just want to be the little spoon and want to be kissed on their neck and shoulders until they fall asleep and finally dream without nightmares because someone’s holding them and everything finally feels okay

eleneripenneth:

Dragon Age: Inquisition – Giles about Blackwall

I missed this on my current (and only) playthrough, and I found it very, very interesting from a character standpoint regarding Blackwall and the man he is when the Inquisitor meets him. Blogging for reference, and for my fellow Blackwall-mancers.

Here’s where we find out why Blackwall was teaching conscripts in his intro. Here, we see how he acts when no one of importance is looking. Here, we see that he actively wants to teach other people the skills to stand against those who would hurt them, but that he will willingly place himself between those he protects and major threats that an ordinary man can’t face. And he does it alone, for no thanks or pay, or even supplies.

I think Blackwall redeemed himself long before he met the Herald of Andraste. 

Of course he did.

(Source: https://www.youtube.com/)

worldflower:

You know what I love?  Redemptive story arcs.  I love characters who fuck up.  Who know they’ve fucked up, and it’s not because of something they couldn’t control or didn’t know – it’s because of their own choices.  And I love it when they are brave enough to stand up and say “I was wrong”, and then they spend forever trying to undo what they did.  To me that’s more important than heroes who never screw up, because I’m not perfect, so when I screw up and need the courage to admit it, I need people to look to who did the same thing.

rederiswrites:

I love Blackwall’s wood carving so much though.  I like to think that Rainier the cocky fighter didn’t carve, didn’t have time for anything so small or common.  No, the carving is something that is particular to his incarnation as Blackwall, learned slowly and with much quiet cursing around many a solitary fire.  It’s the occupation of a man very accustomed to being alone, but more than that, it’s a choice to put something into the world now, something simple and useful and beautiful.  Little things.

What did he carve?  He had no home; he can’t have kept much with him.  Did he make rough little poppets for children in the little villages where he stopped?  A quick spoon for a beggar seen eating with their hands?  A carved headboard for a widow he stayed with for a little while?

Did he do a bigger project once in a while?  An ornate box, maybe.  He knew he was taking too long, should move on, but maybe he just wanted to see what he could do now, to stretch out, to marvel that his hands had learned to create as well as to kill.

I love Blackwall’s carving.

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