#but mage hand is more fun 👀

[halichor]

The initial plan was to do some study sketches but whoops my hand slipped

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

Hi again, Mousy! 👀✨ I have a personal (canon or not) headcanon that all of these lovely people here wear eyeliner, so I'm curious about your opinion on something...

Which one of them is the BEST, THE GREATEST at doing eyeliner from good to bad ranking? 👀

My first bet is on Camilla (she's good at everything, no doubt!) and the second is Jadu. Camilla may teach Jadu how to use it properly, and that is why he is the second to me, heheehe-

Lol, I don't know why I'm doing this... 😅😅 SVE characters are possessing me with silly headcanons lately, hahaha 😅 HELP- Yes, Isaac and Lance also wear it, but that's for another story... Hehe...

Sorry if this is a bother in your askbox!! 😅🙏🏼 But uh, have a good day, Mousy!! And have some cookies in a heart-shaped box 🍪🍪🍪💝💝 Makeup videos are so fun to watch, haha 😅

Byeeeee~!

Helloooooo!~

First of all, thank you for cookies! 💕 *Crunch*

Second, I love your headcanons too and want to say thank you for them ❤️ hope you have a great day too 😊

So, about the question.... My opinion on who does the best eyeliner?

First place: Camilla. I agree with you 100%! This woman is the best at everything and naturally has to look her best. And I think she does a great job with her makeup both with and without magic. She's the best at everything and no one can argue with that.

Second place: Alesia. I think sniper will displace Jadu from second place, because I've always thought she definitely uses eyeliner. That, and probably she uses lipstick. In general, Alesia doesn't really obsess over makeup, because she considers it a non-issue (Camilla definitely helps her with her eyeliner!).

Third place: Jadu. Because of his portrait in the game, I always thought he had black eyes. And I think that Jadu definitely also uses light makeup to hide imperfections on his face. It's hard to do it with your hands, but Jadu doesn't wear a hat and wizard's robe just for beauty. So with a snap of his fingers, he'll have good eyeliner!

Fourth place: Lance. I actually was thinking of putting Jadu and Lance in the same place because the situation is pretty much the same. Lance is gallant, and in the circle of mages and adventurers is a dandy, meaning he watches his clothes and look (my headcanon). His eyeliner is barely noticeable, but nevertheless serves well to emphasize his eyes and make them more expressive.

Fifth place: Isaac. Don't. Don't even try to give him eyeliner. He doesn't want to and won't do it. Isaac thinks that the only makeup on his face should be the blood of the monsters he's killed (I hope this doesn't sound weird in English, because I'm worried that I lost the idea in translation).

[wings-of-ink]

The bed ask with our lovely dads have me very curious. Now. Wtf is it about rune that has Dov so mad especially when he seems like such a fun loving bear. 👀 not that you're gonna tell us but it does peak my interest

Also ??? Getting instantly kicked out by both made me laugh so much. Ye sounds like absolute trouble.

This I can tell you, my dear. One thing that gets under Dov's skin a bit are powerful - human - magic users. What they're capable of alarms him. He'd be one to wish the gods were still around, since magic is also regarded as gift from them. Since they left the picture, magic has been slowly trickling out of the world, but it's still there. For Dov, powerful human mages/witches are an unpredictable danger without gods around to sort of direct their actions.

Kip is the opposite, he's more comfortable with the control of magic being in human hands, distrusts anything about the gods and is glad they left.

??? can be quite the character, lol. He has some interesting facets to his personality overall that I can't wait to show. ^_^

Thanks for the question, hope you and the family are well!

[lilisette]

bit of a roster update since its almost the end of the year! my roster has changed a lot since and many characters have come and gone. hopefully next year i will actually make up my mind and really finalize my main 6 🫠

from top to bottom, left to right:

Aurelian (Paladin) | Selaena (Souleater)

Endymion (Berserker) | Inaenna (Slayer)

Calibourne (Paladin) | Celestina (Bard)

rip arcana, summoner, artist, destroyer, sorceress and so many other classes i deleted/benched... i will come back to you one day...

also main 6 roster evolution for this year, watch me change again with breaker under the cut 👀

i wanted to do a 5 support 1 dps gold roster at the start of the year but yeah. artist came and nuked that idea to the ground lmao. those few months were truly hell to pug on a support

this was i think a few weeks before elgacia? i had an artist prior to this screenshot actually, but she never made it to the main 6 because i didn't like her sprinkle skill and no space to take DR skill. but with the new changes coming on january i might give artist a shot again.

oh destroyer. hes so much fun to play but way too slow for me. i still do guardians on him though and hitting perfect swing is truly chefs kiss

theres a 5 month gap between this screenshot and the second one. summoner on paper is great but playing her was pure SUFFERING. idk not even the massive january buff + season 3 bozos jar can change my mind now, she felt way waaaaay too slow on MS and i dont like CO so... rip 1540 summoner i might come back to you if smilegate reworks the class again..

ngl i made a random dps just to do t3 tower cause there was nooooo way i was gonna do it on a support. originally i wanted to make a pistoleer but then i saw i need to use cursed doll and i HATE cursed doll, so i picked berserker instead. mayehm zerk is pretty fun actually and very consistent despite the negative sentiment around him.

ooh boy souleater. i dropped my first ever character (sorceress) for her and she did NOT disappoint! they were not joking when they said souleater is just a better igniter. sorceress is still nice to play dont get me wrong but souleater numbers man... its getting to me...

and heres the most recent one. rip arcana and my MC for so many of my fics... arcana is also amazing and i pull my own weight on raids dont get me wrong, its just that i have no hands to play her to the best of her ability lmao. plus the damage numbers on souleater is really getting to me, hence slayer. still not sure which engraving i want to do on her, i might actually buy 2 sets of accessories for her so i can switch whenever.

this will be my main 6 roster until maybe breaker? also not sure if want to make him yet. but definitely until smilegate announces a male mage/male delain/female paladin. also a sage class would be cool, be it dps or support. the voldis sages are great and i hope theres more lore/content about them yes i want to see mariu again dont judge me

[intheticklecloset]

*spins in* Hello! How are you friend? :3 If it’s Alright, I have another peppermint Mocha request 👀🥰

May I please request Lee!Gauche (changing it up hehehe) and Lers!Magna and Luck? If you only wanna do one ler, that’s cool too!

(Also if you don’t wanna write Lee!Gauche I’ll happily take Lee!Magna Ler Luck if that’s easier :3)

For the prompt; how about “Stop being such a grump, it’s snowing!”

Have an amazing day and take care friend!

❄️ Peppermint Mocha Special Order ❄️

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“Stop being such a grump, Magna. It’s snowing!”

Magna groaned from his spot on the couch and grumbled, “How are you so happy about this? Your magic doesn’t mesh well with winter any more than mine does.”

His best friend beamed at him as though he hadn’t a care in the world. To be fair, he probably didn’t. “But snow is so pretty! And magical. Plus this time of year is perfect for staying inside and having cocoa, and fighting!”

Magna shot Luck a glare. “Literally all you think about is fighting.”

“And cocoa,” Luck replied with a wink. “Buuuut, if you do want to go outside, we can always build snowmen! Or make snow angels, or have a snowball fight, or—”

The fire mage stopped him by holding up his hand. “I’m not going out there. It’s cold and windy and my fire magic doesn’t like it.”

“We can still do fun things inside. The snow just makes it cozier!”

“Do you ever shut up?”

Luck giggled, leaning over him with a smirk. “Come on, Magna. You know you want to have cocoa with me.”

Magna stared at him in surprise for a split second before schooling his features back into his scowl and shoving the blonde away by the face. “No thanks.”

Not a second later, Luck’s fingers were digging into his ribs, making him let out an undignified squawk. Magna curled in on himself as best he could, trying and failing to stave off the giggles that bubbled up in response to his friend’s tickling.

“H-Hey! Nohohohoho! Whahahahat are you dohohohoing, you ihihihihidiot?! Luhuhuhuck!”

Luck grinned and laughed along with him, ever the ray of sunshine in Magna’s world, whether he wanted it or not. “Just cheering you up, grumpy! Once you’re happy again maybe you’ll want to have that cocoa, eh?”

“Whahahahahat is it wihihihihihith you?!” Magna grumble-growled, then shrieked and rolled over so hard he nearly fell off the couch when Luck found a good spot. “Nononono, okahahahahay, you wihihihihin! Dohohohohohon’t tihihihickle me thehehehehere!”

Luck gave him one more good, wiggly poke for insurance. “Reeeeeally?”

Magna would deny the snort that left him until the day Luck bested him in combat – which would never come. “Yehehehehehes, really! Stohohohohop it!”

The blonde let up on his attack as requested, then pulled his friend up and started dragging him to the kitchen, very nearly singing, “Cocoa, cocoa!” as he went.

Magna struggled to regain his footing and grumbled at him the whole way, but he couldn’t help the smile still plastered on his face.

Luck did make the best cocoa, after all.

[arnaerr]

Came here for the Dragon Age, stayed for Tavi. 🖤 Sorry if I missed where you addressed this, but if she's alive and still apart of the DB during the events of Skyrim, how does she feel about Lucien being a spectral summon? 👀

Aww I'm glad!! 🥰💕💕 I'm so happy you like her <3 No problem, so far I mostly mentioned my Skyrim AU only on my Patreon, since I post related sketches there. The idea is, that I created this AU mostly because I wanted Tavi and Karonis to be friends, because I really like the differences in their personalities and their overall dynamic. They help each other grow: she helps Karonis to become more confident on his Dragonborn duty, and also teaches him using one-handed weapons (bc he's a mage and Tavi insists that he can't rely on the magic only) and later helps him with the DB business. And Karonis helps Tavi to figure out life again, since she feels very confused after escaping the Shivering Isles (I think she just handled the mantle of Sheogorath to someone else) + she never managed to process all this grief after DB collapse and Martin's death, so...she's a mess now. But Karonis is a sweet cinnamon bun, and he's happy to help.

SO, Lucien :^) I think she will be very broken-hearted seeing him like this, but also pissed off that he died so STUPIDLY yknow :D and Lucien will be pissed off that she abandoned the DB and flew to the Shivering Isles, tho it's not something she could control (I like to think that once she heard the Sheogorath's call to visit the Isles, she couldn't really resist and was hallucinating/being obsessed with the idea of the Isles until she found the gate). And it all made me so sad, that in this AU I made Lucien alive...somehow. I don't care if this cringe and self-indulgent, the lore is wild in TES anyway lol, and I'm too old to care, I just want Tavi to be happy :))) but first, they have to go through enemies to lovers phase bc it's fun haha.

THANK YOU FOR COMING TO MY TED TALK

[magic-multicolored-miracle]

The Witcher S3 Ep6: Everyone Has A Plan 'til They Get Punched in the Face

There is no aka this time, because how could I ever dream of coming up with something better?

(There was so much happening, I didn't even get to properly appreciate Jaskier's doorway lean)

You might, but I don't, Djikstra. The fuck?

Also why are you coming after the mages?

Not Artaud! He was chill. I think...who was he again?

Oof that sounded like a threat to Yen. Geralt don't take kindly to those

Do all mage chambers have hidey holes behind the walls?

I don't like that look...Jaskier, why did you tell him the barrier came down at dawn?

🥺 babies...

Don't be so fast to count my wife out, Lydia. Especially if she's in a place with friends

Well, that takes care of that. I thought she was a much more significant character...

I like Radcliffe. He's probably going to die

There can be more than one traitor, Tissaia, especially among men that think themselves all powerful

I don't think those are Redanian...

Well if you didn't want him to be rash, maybe you shouldn't have threatened Ciri

Just 50? I think you might need more than that, your current ones are folding like a hand of cards

Get fucked. Like, I kind of wanted to root for you and your duplicitous ass, but you don't need to be such a dick about it

Do we actually trust Cahir to do that? Or is he going to cart her straight home to Emperor CreepyDad? He serves so many masters at this point, and thus serves none

RIP Filavandrel! Damn!

Oh heeyyyy Fringilla! FrinFran reunited! And fucking shit uuuup!

Oh shit. I knew that ring was going to be trouble...

That. Was. Sexy. And the best way for Fire Fucker to die. Mom and Dad teamwork, no chance of resurrection

Ooh. These twins are neat.

God, Istredd 👀👀 Triss and Marti too honestly

Tissaia, don't give up...please...

Triss is not allowed to die. Especially now that I'm shipping it extra hard

That was an excessive number of arrows guys...

🥺 "my daughter" "come back to us" this family, I can't 😭

OT3 maybe? I'll have to figure out how to add in Cahir's name when FrinFran is so perfect...

Damn Tissaia. That...might also be killing your people but it's super badass

Get. Fucked. Vilgefortz. If you touch a single gorgeous hair on his head...

Where did you just send my boy?!

You should have known better my guy. Philippa and Djikstra are never far apart

Go Ciri! Rage your little heart out! And hold your own against a trained soldier like Cahir, even on the defense

Ooh! It's the moment Bonnie's been waiting for!

You are one man against five on horseback, bitch...what are you doing?

...where is my beloved bard in all of this chaos? Honestly also my beloathed one?

Am I...rooting for Stregobitch in this moment? I feel itchy and uncomfortable.

Shit, now what?

Ooh, Renfri's brooch/gem glowing is new and fun. Is it just for effect, or Significant?

Where is your other sword though? I feel like Vilgefortz is a two-sword situation

Oh yeah, that really helps your case that you're the good guy...

Oh look, he's been impaled

Shiiiiit...Geralt might actually not walk away from this one...

Why? Why only you? Who the fuck are you? You still haven't given a good reason for shit

🎵Get fuuuuucked🎵

Wait, he was on the beach, how'd he end up in the water?

Triss and Geralt having a Little Mermaid moment?

That's probably not a good thing, but it was really cool so...

[arianaangele1905]

Birthday Demon

Ais x Mariella (nickname Mari and OC), Implied Ais x Vere

(Also some Possible Poly attraction)

Characters: Basically the five minus Elyon and Sen.

Warnings: Ais being Ais and started another brawl, Angst at first before fluff (i think) Something suggestive in the end 👀

Another day in eridia just passed as it turned dark where the moon shines and the stars twinkle as Mariella was just cleaning the counters after trying to find more answers but it’s not an ordinary day in fact it’s a special day for the red demon.

That’s right it’s Ais birthday..

As the demon takes some swigs of his drink in the wet wick with the other four are celebrating well almost, Vere being close to Ais his hand on the fox’s waist as always besides they are friends with benefits, Kuras surprisingly came too and greeted the crimson eyed renegade a happy birthday as he just (fakes) drinking only fancy syrups or juice, Leander... oh boy being the partygoer he is as the mage said drinks are on him for the red demon...and last but not least Mhin came too but mostly near on Kuras and ignored the two monsters mostly on Ais because why does someone like him who’s known for his violent nature...treated nicely for his birthday...as in the amaryllis district is filled with people and they are having a fun time and maybe getting wasted.

Well...except for one As Mariella was just cleaning some tables and counters as she had a scornful look in her face...from the fact it’s Ais’s birthday she wasn’t happy. Since she hated her birthday and anyone’s birthdays like everyone..as her life was filled with solemn and sorrow and never had a so called happy birthday, as a pair of red eyes in the shade of crimson are eying on her cloaked figure.

“Hey little sparrow why are you there when you should be having a fun time besides it’s a special day, and I promise you to get a drink when i scared you”.

Ais said with a fanged grin in his face as the passing days she and him are close from the day Mari followed him and have a talk about each other, as he admitted her presence always made him felt warmer than he had with Vere, as much as he gave her three bad impressions..he hoped that she doesn’t think of him that bad despite his violent reputation.

As the other four wanted her to join Vere having an unreadable expression but deep down wanted the girl to join, kuras with a smile as he too wants her to come, Leander being the extroverted mage he was as he wants to celebrate this special day and maybe with some of his cocktail creations and last but not least Mhin with a moody face still as he too wants her to come with them and maybe protect her from mainly on the marooned fox and the red demon.

“Sorry not even interested” Mariella spoke with a malicious tone as the four are shocked by her rejection, and Vere didn’t care but deep down he too was questioned...As Ais had an expression that’s too hard to read..but instead of shock..he was curious...’Does she hate him??’ ‘Did he gave too much bad impression on her??’ All the questions are on his head. As Leander tried to persuade but failed as the fox laughed a bit at the mage’s misery on attempting to let the girl join.

As the night is still on and everyone celebrating in the bar with a smile...as Mari still doing the job on cleaning the counters. While she can feel a familiar pair of red eyes are watching her as a grunt came to her and flirted only to be insulted.

“I’m busy right now, can I ignore you another time?”

Mariella insults the grunt as Ais and Vere chuckled at the grunt’s chagrin, knowing that Mari always have a way to insult people...as the three are ignoring it or just concerned of the cloaked girl.

As the grunt started to be agitated on mariella he tried to grab her arm by force only to be stopped by someone’s hand into their should as they turned around to face Ais as he had a dark and dangerous smile or grin knowing he’s about to have some fun in the wick.

“Go on ais he’s all yours” mari said bluntly as he began another brawl in the wick as the regulars are cheering and saying ‘fight’ repeatedly while Leander believes he’s making the girl scared and tried to lighten the mood “Drinks on the house everyone for this special evening”. Which made the people excited even more as Mariella felt even more unhappy tonight as she told one of the workers that she’s calling a night and not even think about letting anyone get in her room as mari went somewhere exiting the wet wick.

As ais saw mariella leaving he felt like it’s a good opportunity to talk to her as he dragged to grunt outside and continued his violence on them..while the mage apologizing again as the bartender shrugged as the three left the wet wick and called it a night.

As mariella walk leavig the amaryllis district She went to the same place in the lowtown of eridia..and remembered the first day she came and saw the roughneck Ais beaten up..and despite he’s violent she can sense that she felt safe with him..as days pass by she felt more closer to the demon out of the rest, even more than with leander, from some moments she had with ais are from talking about sea creatures to learning him her two languages, even bonding with his soulless pets. She had a bit of warm blush thinking of those moments with him.

“Sparrow...”

A familiar voice is heard only to be met with the red demon as he went closer to her and maintained some space as the cold wind enveloped them in the night sky. “Why are you here in this hour?” Ais asked as Mari reply “The wick’s too hot so i need some air..” the demon look at her understanding as he hummed at her answer as she removed her cloak letting her black hair flow in the chilly wind as the demon look at her almost in an awe...before speaking.

“Tell me sparrow...Why are you Upset today??” The way Ais asked Mariella made her look at him more angry bit she didn’t respond as he doesn’t take any question unanswered. “Answer me Sparrow..” as he asked her again but more stern as she finally spoke.

“I hate birthdays ok!?” Mari shouted unexpectedly and when she looked at ais his expression is blunt and nonchalant but the crimson eyes gaze at her softly which’s surprising from some so violent as him.

“Ais... Remember the question you asked in the first day about my curse??” She asked as ais hummed in approval, as mari look at him before speaking.

“The thought of it living with it....it was unbearable that all in my life...i don’t find any happiness from the day i was born, i felt there’s no meaning everyday is always filled with despair, isolation, loneliness, solemn and sorrow why do you think i always hated birthdays?? Because i never had any happiness all in my life... i don’t know if it’s all worth it after all...if i don’t have the answer for my curse i might kill myself willingly...since i don’t have anything to live for”..

The way Ais looked at her he showed a soft expression as he went even closer and closer to her as mari stayed away not wanting to let him get near to her or her own curse...but he kept going nearer and nearer as she’s trapped in a wall as ais caged her, feeling the warm breath hitting in her face as their foreheads connected.

“I thought i was the one who’s an outsider besides dove...” his arms went around her body and hold onto her tight as mariella eyes widen a bit and her face hot...she never seen this side of ais everyone saw him as a ruthless gang leader, but the way he hugged the girl...it felt like safe and comforting... like he doesn’t want to lose something or someone so very important to him.

As they gaze into each other’s eyes they felt their souls connected, mariella felt her heart skip a beat from the bastard she met on the seaspring made her feel this way, as he let go of her and went somewhere as she spoke stopping Ais. “What about the Wet Wick?? Aren’t you like celebrating??” Mari questions him as he turned back to answer “It’s late and princess might be worried..” he was about to leave when he look at her as he remembered how moody and as much as he doesn’t want to say this but.. “Can you come with me to the seaspring?? The night is still here and it’s only just me and you..no one else..” When he asked that it made Mari look at him not with a look of judgement or uncertainess...but with a look of understand and acceptance that maybe..just maybe...she was wrong about him the girl let out a nod which made him have a genuine smile that made mariella’s heart flutter.

As the two walked together side by side as mariella heard leander calling out for her but she denied it and walked closely with ais before she finally said something genuine to him.

“Happy birthday bastard..”

“Thank you sparrow..”

For the first time she actually greeted him in his day of birth, as much as Mariella hates birthdays still but with Ais it makes it bearable for her to start liking her birthday and anyone’s birthdays.

And as the arrived in the seaspring all of ais’s soulless like pets came to him happily as princess licked his face and when she saw Mari she can’t help as her tail wagged uncotrollably from seing the black haired girl.

As The red demon look at the girl with a look with of of fond and warmthness, as his so called friend ocudeus knows about the man’s small infatuation on Mariella, sooner he went near to her in silent as she pets princess with a kind smile until facing ais in surprise that almost made her jolt and almost fell down to the blood red water of the seaspring until he catch her as she look at him with an infuriating look and was about to shout before ais put a hand in her mouth as he speaks in her ear his raspy deep voice sended shivers in her veins and spine as they are alone in this place of so called miracles.

“You know sparrow...when you came back i thought you wanted to drink to end your curse and bind with the red waters...but you didn’t yet you came here and talked to me and asked me and you even share your interests in me...”

Ais huskily whispers as Mariella can’t help but blush as it is true from the words he spoke in to her ear gently.

“As much as you are a bastard i don’t think that you’re actually bad that what the people in eridia think, and it’s surprising that you really don’t want to left so many bad impressions on someone as myself.” She speaked to him as her words not full of malice or spite but filled with compassion and thought.

“Then do i make you feel scared now??” Ais asked again as his face went closer to hers feeling each other’s breaths hitting in their faces.

“You tell me.. do i even look like one??” She question him this time as he just hummed in disapproval knowing she’s not scared of him as his face went closer to hers as their lips made contact both didn’t pull away as their kiss deepens and grew passionate and hot as they kept on kissing feeling the growing tension they have in the night of Ais’s birthday.

[veilkeeper]

More oc fact swapping i see? 👀

I’d like to hear about your DA ocs as well so here is smth about my warden:

the Archdemon ripped open Dane Tabris’ throat in the middle of the final blow. Luckily he had a mage capable of healing on hand so he lived, but he’s rendered effectively mute and has trouble breathing or swallowing sometimes.

(he can technically make noise and speak still, it is just fucking agonising so he doesn’t.)

god thats brutal. but honestly, i support the decision - the warden probably SHOULD walk away from the archdemon fight with some sort of terrible injury.

oc fun fact about my warden, ren amell: he was a blood mage before he even left the circle tower, he just wasn't stupid enough to talk to uldred about it.

[theluckywizard]

Hello! :) About the WIP ask… What about numbers 6, 9 and 11?

#9 What is your favorite dialogue you've written so far? Oh man that's a toughie. There are so many favorite! But it's probably this yet to be published exchange between my OC's Rose Trevelyan and Garrett Hawke as they sneak out of camp for a roll in the hay:

“What’s your fancy, wolves or spiders?” he asks when the baleful wail of the former cuts across the stillness. “Well a spider would probably have the grace to knock me out before tearing me apart. Can’t say the same about the wolves.” “Knock you out? They’ll paralyze you and make you watch as they suck up your guts like an Antivan cocktail,” he says with a bounce of his brows. He attempts to put his arm around me, the bow and quiver on my back an annoying impediment. He then tries to wedge it behind my neck but his arm is too bulky to fit. Hawke curses with a laugh. “Are my weapons thwarting your attempts to be cute?” “They are. But I told you to bring them so I only have myself to blame,” he says, settling for holding my hand which forces a flush into my cheeks hotter than anything else he’s ever done to me. We round an outcropping near Alistair’s cave and Hawke looks around and nods approvingly as if the features of the landscape offer just what we need. “Have you found your sense of adventure yet?” he asks, looking under a bush. “It’s got to be here somewhere.” I swat him in the arse. Hawke grins, pulling me against him for the kiss I’ve been trying not to think about for a solid week. I slide my tongue into his mouth so boldly that he retreats to scold me playfully. “Don’t act like you didn’t want me to do that!” I cry. “Oh I do. I just like getting a rise out of you,” he says, dropping his sword belt with a clunk. He pulls his cloak off, shakes it out wide across the damp grass and then dives back in for more of me. “Cave troll,” I mutter in his mouth. “Eastern or Crested?” he asks when he takes a breath, prompting an unbecoming snort. “Get your clothes off.” “Of course, Your Worship.”

#11 What scene are you most hyped for in this chapter?

In the chapter I am currently working on, it's absolutely the first time they encounter the undead of Crestwood, or rather devouring corpses. I really amplified the terror here, Crestwood village boxed in behind a makeshift barricade of furniture and timbers snapped into spikes, the corpses possessed by hunger demons feasting upon errant livestock. The Grey Wardens after Alistair are clearly overwhelmed by the time the Inquisitor and her crew show up. It's been a lot of fun to sink my teeth into those spooky vibes this time of year!

#6 Does this fic have any twists that you're really proud of? (Answer below the jump because spoilers for the fic)

My OC Rose attributes this fox she always sees to her brother, a mage who died as a child as a result of possession. He loved foxes. He had red hair like her. So when she sees this fox, she's got this whole mythology cooked up that it's him and he's checking on her or trying to tell her she's on the right path. Turns out it's actually Flemythal the whole time.

👀

[bluewren]

WIP Wednesday

Eepp thank you for the tag @little-lightning-lavellan!!! I super appreciate it today, also gaspppp, more Dueteragony!!! 👀I cant wait to chomp that down. This week I got more of Sera & Solas friendship BS. They're tricky rogues playing poker together!

“Complications are a given for any well thought out plan.” Solas states, shifting pass the hands stringing at him. “What matters is that we corrected that and found your agent.”

“Don’t want to hear it!” Sera’s twitching arm strikes her satchel.

Ending their argument with a rainfall of cards.

“Got it as a gift from one of the alienage elves.” She kneels to pick back up the deck. “She didn’t have much else to give us, not sure why a deck of cards though. Not sure where she found them either.”

Solas chuckles, rummaging his fingers through the individual cards of the gift. He rubs over the smooth sandy matte texture of the Angel of Death, it seems to be a visage of Andraste draped in raven feathers. Gloomy but there was much iconography to enjoy, he made a mental note to add them to his sketchbook later.

“Perhaps the game is a way that their community bonds, disenfranchised communities are often known to find comfort in games of luck.”

“Pfft. More than you’d think in an Alienage. Always a few adults playing in the evenings.” As the boat rocks, Sera watches her cards slide further away like scattering coins. “They never had much but still threw it away for a quick bit of fun.” She bites on the corner of her lips, chewing on the few distasteful memories that she holds. “So stupid.”

“I wouldn’t dismiss their troubles so readily.” Solas sighs. “People have always tried to seize a moment’s respite when they can. Sometimes having a small bit of luck can give a great sense of control over their outcomes."

She blows a raspberry. “Not like you know the full of it. Alienages are always full of elves getting spit on. Some of them can’t even have a wedding without a rich nob knocking down on them. It’s not winning if you stay where you started.”

“Then what of my life do you truly know?” Solas returns the question, met with the shrug of Sera’s shoulders. “But I don’t suppose you’d be interested in playing a match or two.”

“Pfft. Against you? Think I’m stupid enough to take that up?” Sera crosses her arms, biting back a toothy smirk. “Blackwall already tried once. Remember him walking back, didn’t even have his breeches.”

“It does you no good to lower yourself to Blackwall’s level.” Solas reassures, smiling when that night floods back to him. “You already have enough sense to not wager away your small clothes.”

“With that big beard and hair, he’d still got clothes after losing.” She finally cracks into giggles.

Solas wraps his hands around the deck, pinching his fingers to close the fan of disordered cards. Before returning the cards to its rightful owner, he shuffles them. Halving the deck with his index finger, folding them into a crescent and letting the cards waterfall whole again. Like a rogue dancing their knife around their fingers, Solas seems too familiar with the stack of thick parchment in his hands as a mage with the pages of a tome.

When Solas’s hand finally extends back with the deck, he inches back almost reluctantly.

“I doubt that we’ll need to procure a bucket for our own game.”

Sera turns her head away from the cards, humming under her breath about needing to take rest in her bunk. Though her hand still instinctively reaches to grab the deck.

“Come on! We ought to get going before the Chargers take all the tables.” Her voice chirps up, eager to play their game and to do some shuffling like her opponent did earlier.

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[bougainvillea-and-saltwater]

The ask game seems fun !

Miraak and Jia : 👀👥🤚

Ohh, thank you so much for the ask!!! 🥰🥰🥰

Miraak & Jia:

👀 What is the first physical feature people notice when they see your OC? Why?

I think for Miraak, the first thing someone notices is his height. As an Atmoran, he is taller even than the tallest Altmer, and in my headcanon, he is much taller than six feet; I imagine him nearly seven feet tall. Aside from that, Atmorans have quite robust and hardy physiques as they are Nords' progenitors but not necessarily way too bulky and muscular. So, Miraak has a very broad sternum and shoulders and strong long legs, so one cannot simply avoid goggling at his full-bodied existence 😂. Of course, at the beginning of his life back in Nirn, many notice the disturbing Daedric mark of Mora as well, but in my fic, this shall change soon enough. 😌 As for Jia now, I believe the first thing someone would notice about her is her eyes. For reasons I won't spoil, Jia's eyes reflect the light. Is it the sunlight or moonlight or both, or the light of something else, or all of the above, I won't tell yet, but the woman has golden eyes, quite different from her mother's, which were hazel and more human; Jia's are unique and maintain something divine. 👀

👤 What is your OC’s skin like? Is it unblemished, or are they prone to breakouts? Do they have any scars, tattoos, or other skin markings? Does their skin tend to be sensitive to things that get on it (lotions, cleaning products, etc.)?

Miraak's skin was pale from birth. Long before he became corrupted with ink, he had milky skin like Jia's, but after he got exposed to Oblivion's mark, his skin evolved into pure marble-white color, much like a snow elf's skin color would be. He has scars along his torso caused by his last battle with Vahlok and a deep sword-like mark beneath his ribcage rendered by Vahlok's lethal blow. Miraak's skin is not so sensitive to anything; on the contrary, it is relatively rugged, potent, and thick, mostly because he is an Atmoran and his race once maintained a natural resistance to hardships caused by manual labor. As for Jia, her skin is also very pale, and due to her lack of melanin, her cheekbones, nose, and forehead are full of reddish freckles! She has freckles on her body too, specifically on her shoulders and arms, neck, upper chest, and down her back. Her skin is not too much sensitive to something in particular, but it has a tendency to sunburn as it is so pale. And now that I'm thinking about it, Miraak may have the same problem too. 🤔

✋ Are your OC’s hands smooth, rough, or average? Why? How do they keep their nails? Do they bite them, paint them, neatly trim them, et cetera?

Miraak's hands are the hands of a mage. So, the inside of his palms, where his forceful spells are charged, is quite calloused and rough from his early age when he realized his affinity for sorcery and began his training. He has long but not-so-slender fingers, and his knuckles are also calloused. They weren't always like this; they became as such after millennia of wearing his gloves, and so the hard, age-old leather spoiled his skin.

As for Jia, her hands are not smooth either, and they are most likely rougher than Miraak's. Aside from her frequent use of weapons, like swords or bows, Jia is also a caster, so her palms are pretty similar to Miraak's: calloused and rough. But Jia's biggest flaw in her personality is her self-loathing and destructiveness which she expresses through her skin-picking habits. She does not bite her nails, per se, but the skin around them, mostly in her thumbs, middle and pinky fingers, is scarred and, most of the time, blooded. It is a common cause for arguing with Miraak, who always tries his best to make her stop destroying herself in such a way.😌

[vivinightingale]

Hi there!! I just wanna say before I do my ask that the Anders Candy Hearts was so cute oml 💗💗

Anyways, you said you do Awakening posts, so can I request a romance Xander HC? Y/N (masc pronouns if you please) isn't Corrin, preferably if you can mix in some references to Y/N being a mage, goofy like Henry and studious like Miriel (from Awakening). If this is too specific feel free to exclude or include whatever you choose! Thank you, and I look forward to seeing what what make!!

Ngl this feels like it referencing an Oc, which I don't mind at all 👀. So like if you or anyone wants oc specific requests message me 💜

I'm also basing this off of Revelation because I'm a sucker for everyone getting along 🥺💔

This came out more GN then I intended if you want me change/rewrite just let me know 💕

You were the first to join Corrins army, not only were you one of the few to be close to her during her time in Nohr but you promised Xander you would protect her (mind you that was years ago but you still hold it close.)

It didn't go unnoticed by anyone how odd you behavior was on and off the field.

On the field you giggled at your enemies. Squeeling in delight at the blood that came from said enemies.

Though your love for blood spilled rivaled Pieri's you were more contained and less prone spill blood of those around you which Xander appreciate.

While off the field you were almost cold and very calculating on the armies next moves.

Which was another thing he appreciate quickly. You lifted the burden of having to plan troop movements so that Corrin and him could focus on other things that call for their attention.

Though the behavior confused almost all the Royal siblings Xander didnt seem to mind it in the slightest. By now he was use to it. In fact he found it very adorable of how quickly you changed on off the field though he would never admit it to anyone

In fact the more time he spent with you the more he loved the little things you did. How engrossed in your studies you were, when you would bite your lip when your trying to figure something out, the quiet good mornings followed by your sleepy smile, and the peace you gave him just sitting beside him.

Was....was he in love?

He was quick to ask Camilla if his suspicions were correct, and of course with a sly giggle she confirmed that he indeed had feelings for you.

He was hesitant at first to say anything. What if you didn't like him? Or worse what if you didn't like men, and you found it weird or disgusting? Gods it worried him to no end.

It worried him so much that he began to distance himself from. Maybe if he put distance between the two of you he would harbor these feelings and he won't ruin the friendship the two of you had. However, as the saying goes "Distance makes the heart grow fonder."

So with heavy heart he made his way to you ready to put it all on the line. He found you not to far from your tent scolding laslow about bothering the female troops. When he noticed the Prince makes his way to the two of you he waved you off with a laugh before yelling you it was fine.

Before you could protest Xander stood beside you almost whispering your name.

"May I speak with you....in private?"

You nodded opening the flap to your tent (ngl I assume they live in tents since it seems like the only person who has home is Corrin 👀) inviting him in. There was a heavy silence between the two of you before he cleared his throat and began speaking.

"(Y/n)....what I'm about to tell will change how you view me, but I can't keep to myself any longer. I just hope you won't hate me." He took your hands in his own, and wait for any sort of negative reaction from you. When you showed nothing but curiosity and worry for what he was about to say next he steeled his nerves and continued.

"I am in love with you (y/n). You've been nothing but good to me and my family since we met...it's was hard no to fall for you."

Your initial silence scared him, was this it? Were you going leave? Make fun of him? Or-

You wrapped your arms around his neck bringing him down closer to you as a giggle left your lips.

"I love you too Xander." With that your lips met his, and right then has never been so happy to take a risk before.

[sinquisition]

15, 18, 22 and A for any and/or all of the ocs 👀 from the question meme

Rubs my little hands together. Here goes. For my own reference: 15- How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it in their mind first? 18- What embarrasses them? 22- How does jealousy manifest itself in them (they become possessive, they become aloof, etc)? A- Why are you excited about this character?

Rodaine: 15- He's definitely one of those people who thinks deeply before he speaks. He's the kind of guy who can almost always give about 50 justifications for any given decision he makes. He probably sometimes comes off as a little pretentious, using fancy words, but he doesn't really do it because he wants to show off how smart he is, he's just trying to be as precise as he can be when describing his feelings on a matter. In terms of how his voice sounds, I think it's pretty mid-range (not super low, not super high,) and he speaks very clearly, rarely mumbling or stumbling over words. He's generally a quiet person so when he does actually speak, you know he's thought it through. 18- He's super weird about romance-y stuff bc of that sweet, sweet circle mage repression, so you can absolutely get him to blush by bringing up things like his teenage crush on King Maric, that time that Leliana assumed he was into her and yelled at him about it, and, conditionally, the fact that he was a virgin when he left the Circle (this is conditional because he was fine telling Alistair this information since he suspected that Alistair was in the same boat, so it was easier to be honest about it) 22- I would definitely lean towards aloofness for him, maybe even leaning towards outright sulking. He will deny that he's sulking but he absolutely is. He doesn't have that many friends so if his few friends are paying a lot of attention to someone or something else and kinda ignoring him, he'll definitely be hurt about it, but he's not gonna be forthright about that, especially if he knows it's irrational for him to be jealous about it. A- I just really like the way he ended up evolving the more I played and the more I thought about who he was as a character and how the events and his own choices in the game affected him. He's a lot more serious as a character than I usually like to make (even if i still love to make fun of him, lol) so it was fun to explore that as well. aaaand that was super long so I'm not going to do all my characters but I Will do Tierce because he's on my mind.

Tierce: 15- He's definitely a lot more impulsive than Rodaine, but that doesn't mean he's worse at articulating himself. He keeps his speech simple and direct. He maybe doesn't think super deeply about what he's saying and how he's wording it, but it's rarely confusing or incomprehensible. He's very much Not Quiet, he's loud and boisterous and what comes out of his mouth is what he fuckin' said, you heard him. He's a bit more prone to grumbling under his breath or grunting responses so voice-wise he's less clear than Rodaine, and I imagine his voice is also kinda mid-range but a little bit deeper than Rodaine's? 18- He's generally pretty shameless, but he does hate secondhand embarrassment stuff. That banter in Mark of the Assassin where Carver tells Merrill she could "Tame a wyvern's wild heart" (clearly talking about himself and his obvious crush on her) he wanted to freeze Carver's mouth shut because Maker, Carver, that was physically painful to hear with my own two human fucking ears. Most of the time, though, he skips the shame and just gets kinda pissed if someone makes a jab at something he's insecure about. 22- He is closer to the possessive end of the possessive/aloof scale, lol. He definitely is likely to lash out a bit at the person he is hoping for attention from, because, hey, negative attention is better than nothing! And he'd be likely to threaten someone who was taking up more of his friends'/partners' time than he likes. He doesn't mean to be toxic but also let's just say he is generally a big fan of the fact that everyone in Kirkwall seems to suffer from Hawke derangement because he is very rarely ignored in favor of more interesting people. He's basically the most interesting man in Kirkwall and he loves that for himself asdfasdjkf A- I was really hyped to try a red Hawke because I was too afraid in the past to try it, lmao but it has been so much fun, I love this ornery bastard <3

[giggly-squiggily]

Ok, I promise this is the last YunLeo I'll request,

Ok so YunLeo, but this time lee Yuno👀

-😺 anon

I ended up doing your request order backwards drjakrkakjerjk Heyo friend! :D I love Yunleo so much, and this was such a fun fic to wrtie! Originally the fic today was supposed to be the Lee!Leopold one, but that one's still a work in progress, so today I bring you Lee!Yuno! I hope you like it!

“Look at you, studying away.” Leopold grinned, stretching out in the grass as he laid beside his boyfriend. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you so dedicated to a spell.”

“There’s always a first.” Yuno replied, not bothering to look over from his grimoire. He had been working on a new spell as of late- studying the old ones and testing new moves to see if he could improve. Normally he wouldn’t put so much effort into the task- but Asta had been getting stronger lately; he needed to keep up. “Shouldn’t you be working on your own spells right now?”

“I would, but I’ve already exhausted my mana. Anymore and I’ll be down and out.” Leopold closed his eyes, brow furrowing when a new thought came to be. “Hey…didn’t you exhaust yours too?”

“....”

“Yuno?”

“I’m not using magic; I’m just reading.” Yuno wouldn’t look at him, his ears starting to tint pink. “I can’t overexert myself by doing that.”

Judging by the dark circles lining Yuno’s lids, Leopold begged to differ. Sitting up, he reached out and closed the book, pushing it off Yuno’s lap. “Yun. Take a break.”

“I’m fine, I promise-” Yuno was cut off when Leopold gently pushed him into the grass, climbing on top of him and lying down. “Leo, what are you doing?”

“Making you relax! You won’t stop unless I make you, so I’m doing that.” Leopold looked rather pleased with himself, snuggling close and tucking his head under Yuno’s chin. “Can’t study if I’m on you, can you?”

“....You know I can use magic to hold my grimoire up, right?”

“Try it.” Leopold dared.

Yuno quirked a brow and did just that, making his book lift. There was a moment where it held strong, floating a few inches off the ground. Suddenly it dropped, falling into the grass with a soft thump.

“Told ya.” Leopold snickered, earning a tsk from the brunette.

“Fine, I can’t use magic right now.” Yuno reached a hand out towards his book. “But at least let me read? I can still-”

He was abruptly cut off when Leopold poked his sides, making him shoot his arm back. “I said it’s break time.” He told him simply.

“Leo-”

“I’ll tickle you.”

Well, that was obvious. As if to further prove his point, Leopold spidered his fingers up Yuno’s sides, making him squirm with a soft giggle. “L-Leo, don’t!”

“Will you take a break?” Leopold asked again, sitting up enough so he could look the other in the eye.

The challenge had set in. Who would win out in this battle of wills?

“I won’t get stronger if I don’t study my magic.” Yuno argued.

“If you're physically and mentally drained, you won’t get better at all.” Leopold argued back.

“That sounds like something your brother would say.”

“It is. He’s got all sorts of good advice- hey.” Leopold glared. “Don’t try to sidetrack me!”

“Damn- it almost worked too.”

Leopold’s lips twitched, yet he held on firm. Gently, he wiggled his fingers up the wind mage’s sides once more, grinning with each small shiver and squirm the other made. “Come on, take the wind out of your sails! Enjoy the day off, Yuno! If you work yourself to near death you’ll have nothing to show for it!”

“Loohoohok who’s tahahalking!” Yuno snorted, squeezing his eyes shut as the giggles continued to spike. “Mhihihihster wohohohrkahohoohlic!”

“Touche.” Leopold grinned. “Now take THIS!”

“Leheheheheheopohohoohold!!” Yuno cackled as the other dug into his ribs, spidering his fingers all over and drawing out the funniest squeaks and snorts. “Wahahahhahahait pleheheahhAHAHAHHAHSE!”

“Please what? Please keep tickling you? Okay!” Leopold moved a hand down to Yuno’s belly, pushing past his shirt to tickle the warm skin there. His other hand came up and wormed against his neck. “How can I say no when you ask so nicely?”

Yuno was a mess of laughter, twisting and turning, any move to escape in vain as the other hung on tight. Bright bubbly laughter contrasted greatly with his aloof personality; only further encouraging the redhead to carry on. “YOHOOHOHOUR TEHEHEHHERRIBLE!”

“Naw- you’re just too ticklish for your own good!” Leopold snickered, leaning in and pressing kisses into his boyfriend’s cheeks as he moved his hands back to less sensitive spots. “And strong. *kiss* and creative *kiss kiss* and the best boyfriend ever even if you tend to overwork yourself. *kiss kiss kiss*”

If he wasn’t blushing before, he certainly was now. Yuno felt like his face was on fire- his cheeks sore from all his smiling. He’d be lying if he said it was only from the tickles.

Eventually, when his howls of laughter grew soft and raspy, and his eyes were misty with mirthful tears, Yuno finally gave in.

“Ohoohoohkay! *snort* Ohoohohkay! Yohohohou wiihiihihn!” Yuno reached out and squeezed Leopold’s arm- their signal for stopping. The redhead retracted his arms with a snicker and plopped down beside him, watching Yuno gasp for air. “See? That wasn’t so bad, was it?”

Yuno tried to glare, huffing softly when he got a kiss on the cheek. “Fine…eheheh…maybe it wasn’t so bahad.” He pointed a finger at the other then. “I’m gonna get you back.”

“Hah! I’d like to see you try!” Leopold snickered, crawling forward and resting his head against Yuno’s chest. “Rest now. Enjoy the day with me.”

And so they did, Leopold dozing off against Yuno’s chest while the other played with his hair. 

He would get him back- that was a promise.

I hope this was good!

[kaeyamonsoon]

Hello! I hope you’re doing well. I offer a symbolic interpretation on Kaeya’s character design:

I think Kaeya’s outfit and design reflects his conflict of choosing sides👀

As in, his right side is his “dark” side (Khaenri’ah side?): right eye covered by eyepatch and his hair, fur deco that looks a lot like a Cryo Abyss Mage’s rests on his right shoulder.. His sword hand is his right hand but his sword symbolically switches sides depending on which side he supports🤔

And his left side is his “light” side (Mondstadt side?): his vision (visible eye), his Vision (magical gem stone), and his wing-like cape which seem similar to gliders in its design

Ah but then, his wing-like cape only rests on his left side and doesn’t cover his back in full, almost like… a bird (a kid) with a broken wing (abandoned at Daw Winery) who can’t take flight (who can’t return to his homeland nor willing to fully side with Mond) ???

oooo you're onto something there 👀

Considering how hoyoverse designs their characters depending on what culture they're focusing on, there's no doubt that there are a lot of details that they add aside from focusing on trying to be "realistic". (which honestly makes them fun to look at tbh)

more utc.

Anywho onto Kaeya, he does indeed have a style that seems asymmetrical like you pointed out, let me add one thing from the dark side:

There are also spikes at the side of his pants which is pretty interesting. It is also probably a symbolism as well of how he is protecting his dark side, to keep everyone away from knowing more of Khaenri'ah. Since in his voicelines About Kaeya, he mentioned that those who came from that destroyed nation, are deemed sinners, (the eng voiceline didn't mentioned the deemed part; only sinners) there's no reason to mention them again. Which is pretty sad since he said "deemed" which might meant it's not their fault that they were born that way— but then again, Khaenri'ah is known to be the nation that made the monsters that wreak havoc all over Teyvat 500 years ago (i think).

There are a few people who Kaeya trusts and that one person being Diluc— ever since he finally revealed himself as Khaenri'ahn, he was met by a blade and since then, he just pushes people away from knowing more of his origins. Though it's pretty interesting of how Jean came to know about the heroic tale of Khaenri'ahs King, I highkey headcannoned that Kaeya told that story.

OH and his swoorddd hmmm, I'm not sure what you meant by switching sides but I'll assume at where or how he strikes in his moveset?? 👀 now that got me thinking

I like how his cape is located the left side which is also the "light side", since he's using his sword at his right hand which is also the dark side. He would fight in various of methods regardless of morality in order to keep Mondstadt safe. Since his right side may even be considered as a so-called sin since there are alot of Khaenri'ah motifs to be found. I mean, he could've put his cape at his right side instead, but it had to be on the left. (Eula's cape is on her right side, meaning that she may fight for Mondstadt in its entirety.) So maybe it does symbolize of how he's still struggling to know on which side he supports if we think that the cape symbolizes Mondstadt. Overall— him fighting and protecting are different categories for him?? Considering his designs have 2 sides and all that.

Now onto the light side, it's really interesting as well of how many symbols it has, not just the cape, but almost everywhere in his clothes:

I honestly don't know what to make of this symbol or I'm just reading into it too much but I hope this have some relevance into future lore.

Alright about the design of the cape— it seems like there's a similarity about the cape with the celestial motif, (the inner cape) from the structures I'm seeing.

The celestial motifs appear to be a semi-circular accent that typically appears in sets of three or five "petals": one large petal in the center, with one or two smaller ones to either side. And it seems to be in line with Kaeya's cape as well—

Hmmm but then again, Eula also has a cape but it's on her right side, capes are probably needed for captains to identify each other (though Hertha the npc bounty girl doesn't wear any— but I think that's because she only handles logistics, she doesn't fight most of the time. Capes can be kind of used as a shield at some point or to be used to hide any other small weapons, so maybe— those who fight or go out of the city wears capes usually??)

So it's pretty certain that it is his light side, where he was taken in warmly by Mondstadt, while I don't know what Kaeya thinks about the Gods or Celestia, by wearing something similar to them is a an interesting fashion choice for him. It's either Kaeya needs to do something that has something to do with those Gods as his mission. Or maybe it's something like he considers himself a Mondstadter but at the same time not completely because of his blood/mission (?) so I highly doubt that he would betray Mondstadt, based on how far he goes to keep his own city safe and its people. He accepts his past, but he doesn't know if the people around him that he trusts will accept it.

That's just my analysis as well when it comes to his design :D— not gonna lie, he seems pretty covered up (esp when he was a teenager)— save for his chest window that he must likely picked up from Diluc— (his ehem new skin 👀)

Also thank you for sending an ask about his character design, sorry if it's also a bit messy, brainrot really got active this time 🙏 I haven't been thinking lately (yes.) since I was busy writing a certain fic for the past few weeks. ( will i share it? maybe— maybe not ) I'll soon be active for a few days huehue