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"Don't close your eyes."
*cough* and how could she?
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So I can listen to it later when I am allowed to listen to sounds, lol
@cute-ellyna
This is what I meant!
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So I can listen to it later when I am allowed to listen to sounds, lol
@cute-ellyna
This is what I meant!
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Tea, onsie, and New Obsession started!

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Tea, onsie, and New Obsession started!

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The Lion of Skyhold
Amazing and ethereal picture of Paile and Lion done by the beautiful @louminx!
Chapter 1
Rating: Explicit (eventually)
Relationship: Inquisitor Lavellan/ Cullen Rutherford
Tags: Romance, Angst, UST, Slow Burn, Bodyguard
Link: AO3
Summary: Commander Cullen has disappeared, and Inquisitor Paile Lavellan is determined to find him. Little does she know that a spell gone wrong has transformed Cullen into a cat, the same cat who has appointed himself her personal bodyguard.
A world of Thedas retelling of Sleeping Beauty!
(Inquisitor’s name is pronounced pale, like the shade!)
Now Edited and Updated! I am slowly going to be updating all the chapters in this story, to give them the benefit of my years of practice! I hope you all enjoy the polishing!
Dark red pulsed out from a meager fireplace, doing little to illuminate the massive stone room. Shadows flickered eerily over the tall creature staring at the flames, mirroring the burning in its’ eyes.
“The Inquisition is no match for one such as I.” The creature spoke, malformed lips perpetually twisted into a sneer, his voice strange and hypnotic. “The Anchor may be set, but it is of little matter. This… ‘Inquisitor’ cannot hope to stand against me. She is but an elven mortal; nothing to a God.” His voice deepened, his full belief giving the words deep power.
He turned towards the ex-Templar, standing back in the darkness behind him. Lording down from his extreme height, he uttered, “She will fall when next we meet. Continue with your mission.”
Samson bowed low, a hint of mockery in the gesture. The Magister, expecting such deference as his due, missed it entirely. “My Lord,” Samson spoke while still inclined, “I know that this Herald is not a rival to you. We all know it.” He looked up here, “However, there is something that I would discuss with you.”
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time to appreciate Merrill’s beautiful face, ft. slightly awestruck Carver
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I have been having cravings to write, but not the time. It is a sad state.
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Portrait of Josephine
I tried working on the Solavellan pieces, but my art brain wasn’t vibing with it. Zoned out and this came into being! I imagine that the Inquisitor had this privately commissioned so they could carry it around in a locket while they’re away from Skyhold <3
Detail shot because I love how her eyes turned out :’)
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I love Zevran very.. very much
also just gonna casually plug my zevmancing warden origins fic
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“My love and I are never truly apart. When all ths is over, I will join her again. And this time, nothing will come between us.” I was listening to “Carry you” by Ruelle/Fleurie and I kept thinking of a romanced Leliana and the Warden, so… this happened.
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Continuing to draw dragon age characters in tudor clothes, this time Hawke and Fenris
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just saying,,, how much cooler it would have been if the inquisitor could summon veilfire with the mark
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