Hi! Call me Joss/Joceletris- they/them, fictosexual/demisexual, super neurodivergent, tired of this place, will go on One Piece rants unprompted, and will kill for plushies. Sup.
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Pike Trickfoot here to remind you that YOU'RE DOING A GOOD JOB! KEEP AT IT! A little sketch between commissions (whice are totally open btw)! Good night, everyone. More art tomorrow!
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In the Venatori camp there was an option to stand in line with the the others. Then the Venatori would start paying attention to our ragtag gang and someone would pester one of the companions, depending on who was in the party. Except for Lucanis (he managed on his own), Neve came to everyone's rescue.
Companions: Guards. We'll need to get past them. Somehow. How do we get past those guards? We must get past those guards. Uh-oh. Guards. What's the plan for the guards? How do we get past the guards without killing 'em?
Rook: Leave it to me.
Companions: We're waiting in line? Really? Are we actually waiting in line? We're joining the queue? You're making us wait in line? They're going to spot us in the queue.
Rook: Barging through will just make us look suspicious.
Venatori talk: For the glory of Tevinter reborn. Move along. Hey! I was here first! One at a time. There's no need to push.
Companions: Rook? People are staring. Really staring. Rook, people are starting to stare at us. People are taking notice of us, Rook. People are looking at us, Rook. Rook. People are staring. I can smell it.
Rook: It's fine. Just act normal.
Venatori: Is that an elf? Here? Neve: My servant. Is there a problem? Bellara: Mistress takes me everywhere! She's so kind! Neve: Bellara. Bellara: Sorry, Mistress! Venatori: No, of course not. I apologize.
Venatori: Is that an elf? Here? Venatori: That's a Qunari! Here! Neve: My bodyguard. Would you like a demonstration?
Davrin: Would your ladyship like me to defend your honor? Venatori: No, that's quite all right.
Taash: (Growls.) Venatori: Uh, no, never mind.
Venatori: Hm. Are those Mourn Watch rings? Emmrich: Ah! Yes, they were given to me by— Neve: He murdered their previous owner for insulting his magic. Emmrich: Oh, yes, of course. That. It was very rude of him. Venatori: I think there's blood on your robes. Neve: Is there? Well, my servants shall hear of this.
Venatori: Is that a dwarf? Here? Neve: She's just short. Harding: Right. Just a short Venatori. For the risen gods! Neve: For the glory of Tevinter reborn.
Venatori: Don't I know you from somewhere? Lucanis: Nigel Serpentus Gordian, of the Asariel Gordians. Perhaps we've met? Venatori: No, I... I must've been mistaken. Neve: "Nigel"? Lucanis: What? I would make a great Nigel.
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When Liam O’Brien gave us Skreev and one of his first lines ever was “Inside of us all there are four wolves,” I felt that. Because yes, there are four wolves inside of Liam O’Brien, and they’re all deeply cursed by the narrative
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realized recently i have free will and i can draw him wearing whatever i choose
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got a phonecall from my dad and he said "hey. you gotta come out here. i want you to see something" in a very serious tone so i went outside and

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I NEED THAT DAMN SHELF!!




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what you learn from hobbies:
consistent practice opens up whole worlds of skill that you couldn't imagine
making mistakes in the process of learning is not only natural, it is also essential
activities that you enjoy can give you more energy back than you spent on them
wow everything is so expensive
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Rook: did you know the inquisitor? Harding: eh not really The Inquisitor: *bursts in* excUSE ME?? Rook: uh The Inquisitor: was our love nothing to you Harding: we had five flirts The Inquisitor: six!!
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