"Dance with me!"
Her hair made me so mad. His hand made me so mad. But his butt saved the day.
Close up of the lovers' faces.
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"Dance with me!"
Her hair made me so mad. His hand made me so mad. But his butt saved the day.
Close up of the lovers' faces.
PROFESSOR SOLAS GIMME YOUR WISDOM!
(Ty Newt for the glasses Solas edit)
I can’t help it to draw him 😚😚😚😚😚
That awkward moment when you have spent days atp being brooding and off-putting, and then this guy who could kill you says the Stupidest joke you have ever heard (you laugh hysterically, and the man who could kill you falls in love almost instantly)
Sooo….i was thinkin, and imma ask yall…
For Susie in my spooky month demon apocalypse au, should she:
Be demonized
Be alive
BE STRAIGHT UP DEAD CAUSE WHO LIKES HOPE OR HAPPINESS?? MAKE PPL DEPRESSED! 😈😈😈😈
DA Sapphic Week Day 7: Alternate Universe | Happy Ending (3/3)
@dragonagesapphicweek Word Count: 200 Featuring Anora mac Tir / Cassandra Pentaghast
Anora was on the bridge into Skyhold as the Inquisitor’s party returned. She let each member pass without a word, but caught Cassandra’s hand once the Seeker was within reach. Witnesses be blighted, Anora pulled Cassandra into her arms and kissed her. Cassandra’s lips were soft and warm, but not yielding. Accepting, not submissive. Cassandra tasted sweet, like victory and relief. Nothing else mattered. It could have been seconds or hours. Only when raucous cheers rolled out of the mountain keep did Anora even became aware time was still marching forward. The pretty blush on Cassandra’s cheeks told her everything.
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Cassandra blushed but offered no resistance as Anora pulled her in. Her heart started to hammer in her chest as the Teyrna kissed her. Confident and insistent without being overwhelming. She loved the way Anora kissed. Like she could not get close enough. That it was done put another thrill through her. Now they could really find out what this all meant. Gwaren did have a claim on Caer Oswin, where she would rebuild the Seekers. When they finally broke apart for more than a quick breath, Cassandra could feel the giddy smile on her lips. She felt like swooning.
I think one of my favorite parts of writing queer stories in fantasy universes – and to be clear, if im writing a story, its a queer one – is navigating the world's language around queerness. Dorian's "I prefer the company of men" and the conversation you can have with Krem come to mind, but queer history is also just so great for exploring different language real people used to describe themselves and their relationships before "modern" queer culture developed its quest to codify and contextualize anything it can. I love talking about social concepts in abstraction, finding ways to have these concepts come up naturally in character interactions, rotating characters in my mind and thinking about the character study and the worldbuilding potential inherent in the question, "how does this person describe their own experience?"
In a dragon age mood so i've been slowly making an au for my ocs , mainly crow and momo ofc