backseat dogs

Stitch ‘n Pets

Around the time we started the first Backseat Drawing streams on Twitch, we asked our viewers to submit photos of their pets to be included in a drawing with Stitch.  Here is the result!

Check out the Time Lapse Video of this drawing on my YouTube: youtu.be/utL7PH_mKzA

Thank you so much for all of your support in our streams!  We love you all!  Awwooo!

Okay but DAO modern, semi-real-world AU where, instead of walking and camping, the warden and their companions are driving across Fereldan (several times, as the game usually works out).

Flemmeth gives you a ride to Lothering, but after that she insists on keeping the car she and Morrigan share for herself, and the persuasion check to talk her out of it is impossible. After you kill the bandits, you can just take one of their cars. You start out in five-seater that’s in *decent* condition, making it the best of all the choices. (Who gets to sit up front and who has to share the backseat with Dog?) Once you get to Redcliffe, though, Teagan will offer you his 8-seater chevy. He mostly uses it for hunting, so you don’t have to worry about it if you get blood on the seats or if Dog sheds everywhere.

Is your warden a careful driver? (Morrigan disapproves.) A reckless one? (Wynne disapproves.) Always five miles over the speed limit? (Sten disapproves.) Does Mahariel know how to drive at all, or does only the Keeper (if even) learn how to drive, since the Dalish have no need to travel to shemlen cities and use shemlen roads? Does your warden drive all the time, some of the time, or never? How does your warden settle the inevitable argument between Alistair and Morrigan about which of them gets to drive?

Alistair constantly wants to play road-trip games. (“My grandmother went to Kirkwall and she packed…” and of course Alistair will make Sten play I-Spy with him at some point.) Morrigan finds road-trip games extremely annoying, so unless you put a stop to them (netting disapproval from Alistair and whomever he was playing with), she disapproves and pulls out her MP3-player and becomes impossible to communicate with the for the rest of the trip. Wynne does crossword puzzles, and when she can’t figure out a word, she’ll ask you about it, giving you approval if you can figure it out. Sten mostly stares out the window silently. Oghren sleeps, and snores loudly. Leliana reads in the car a lot, but if you don’t remind her to stop every now and then, she’ll get motion-sick and make you stop the van for a little while. Zevran is easily bored and asks “Are we there yet?” a lot. Loghain is THE WORST back-seat driver, but he remembers long road trips when Anora was little, so he’s good at soothing Zevran’s boredom.

There is an ambush waiting for you at every gas station. All of them. Every single one. A pit of dread grows in your stomach as the gauge nears E. Does your warden start trying to siphon gas from innocent cars at night, to avoid the gas stations? Nice try, but you get ambushed while siphoning gas. 

And the most important question of all: Who controls the music? Is your warden dictator of the music? Is there a schedule? Or does your warden wield the stereo like a political weapon? Why spend money on gifts when saying “Zevran gets to pick the music from here to Orzammar,” nets you +15 approval (though varying degrees of disapproval from other party members, depending on how much they hate Zev’s music) and is free?

But consider carefully. Morrigan knows all the words to every Evanescence song. Sten ONLY listens to classical. Zevran has a surprising affinity for Taylor Swift. Leliana’s tastes are all over the place and more than half of her music is in Orlesian, but she will INSIST you sing along with her. Oghren likes heavy metal, but he won’t pay attention and Zevran will change it on him after five minutes. Loghain doesn’t believe that anyone has made decent music since Elvis died (and Maker help you if Leliana plays Orlesian music when he’s in the car). Wynne prefers to keep the radio off and make everyone talk to each other. Alistair is all alternative rock, all the time.

What song was on the radio when your warden and your chosen LI got busy in the backseat for the first time? When you stopped to sleep for the night (because not everyone can sleep in the car), what song did Leliana find on the radio and beg you to dance to with her? Did you do it?

Everyone has a smart phone and there is only one charger in the car. Managing this will require all of your warden’s political skill.

So I’m a little late to the game here, and just discovered this whole Mystery Skulls Animated thing for the song “Ghost.” Do yourself a favor and click that shiny text to get your bad self caught up if you haven’t seen it. It’s worth the five minutes.

I see lots of people theorizing about what the meaning of the video is, what happened involving the characters, etc., and some of the theories that seem to abound (especially on youtube, but what smart person reads youtube comments) just don’t make sense to me. It is an alarmingly story-dense animation to just be a several-minute music video. I can only hope that I’m not just retreading someone else’s thoughts, here, since I haven’t exactly read through all the fan interpretations out there.

So, I’m gonna hit on what I think happened below the cut. Don’t read if you haven’t watched. Seriously, watch it first.

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Author: @papofglencoe

A/N: Rated E for Explicit language and sexual situations. Unbetaed.


It took five, ten, fifteen years… It would have been easier to let go.

But Peeta wanted them so badly.

What’s not to love about how it started? With a bottle of wine on a chilly winter’s night, curled up together beneath a goose down comforter, fingers twined together, the light of the fire dancing off his pale skin, his blue eyes sparkling playfully, a stupid, drunken grin taking over every inch of his face when I told him we could try.

He grasped my neck, pulling me to him, crushing our lips together in a kiss that tasted like passion and joy and gratitude, but most of all, hope. We slipped our pajamas off with trembling fingers, even though we’d done this a thousand times before, because we’d made love, but we’d never made a baby. It made our love monumental, the choice we’d made.

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A Road Trip (Of Sorts)

Rufus has made several promises to himself, one of which is I will not whine at my father like a child. But that one turns out to be very difficult not to break when he’s given the instructions that he will be making a visit to the garrison in Junon and attending a series of meetings there.

The very thought of going back to that fucking village makes Rufus feel especially violent, but he’s sufficiently paranoid enough that it occurs to him it could be some kind of test. So he nods, face giving nothing away as his father goes on about several important people he should visit, a few he should bribe, and even some who should maybe, just maybe, meet with an unfortunate accident.

The last does get a reaction out of him, as he says, a tad waspishly, “I’m not an assassin, Father. I’m the Vice-President.”

If at all possible, Rufus avoids calling his father sir. Or President Shinra. Honestly, he avoids the necessity of calling the man anything at all. 

“No,” his father snaps, his face twisted into a familiar expression of annoyance, “But you have an entire department full of them. Take one or two of them with you.”

Ah, yes. Of course. The Turks. Rufus naturally thinks that Tseng will be the one to accompany him; after all, Rufus is the Vice President, he should have the best and most senior Turk there to protect him, shouldn’t he?

But when Rufus receives word of who will be traveling with him to Junon…it isn’t Tseng. No, it seems as if Rufus will be taking Reno with him to Junon, trusting the man not only to keep him safe…but do a bit of Shinra’s shady, dirty work while they’re there. Rufus stares at the communication on his desk that informs him of this for a good twenty minutes, eyes flickering towards the carpet where he’d put out that cigarette of Reno’s. There’s nothing there, of course, it’s been cleaned several times since that night.

Still, there are times Rufus is working and he thinks he catches the scent of smoke and it distracts him for longer than he wants to admit. Scowling, he drags his gaze away from the floor and back to the paper on his desk. He could say no to the recommendation, of course, and demand Tseng – or someone else – go with him.

Instead, he signs the orders and has his secretary take it down to the Turks floor. It looks as if he and Reno will going to Junon…