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[mythunderlegion]

[mythunderlegion]

Since he's been back, Vesper has not shut up. The quarter-elf opens a blueprint and rests her pepperbox on the table, ready for her presentation. " Father wasn't quite sure about this idea but I eventually convinced him... With the help of mother, of course. " She points to the blueprint, " This was our final design of my pepperbox. It's capable of shooting bullets but also blasting my magic! So, I don't need a quarterstaff. Isn't that incredible, Uncle Vax? I'm most positive that you are dying to hear more! "

There were many great things about being alive, and getting to know his sister's children was high on that list - each of them had their own distinct personality, and he loved all of them dearly. Vesper, with her magic and her intelligence, her curiosity, always manages to capture his attention. even though he doesn't understand half of what she's saying when she presents him with something. This is no different. "Oh, yeah, that's incredible for sure, Ves!" His eyes roam over the blueprint, trying to make sense of the annotations. Nothing like a joint project between Percival and Vesper (or was this all his niece?) to make one feel their intelligence is on par with Grog's. "What did you tell him to get him to approve?"

[hypo-critic-art]

karamazov brothers on my brain... so I drew them :)

[aaami]

No real cigarettes were smoked during the taking of this shot.

[pippinstook]

KNOCK IT AWFFFF !!!!!!!!

[thanflowers]

@blckmask asked:

his prosthetic fingers brush beneath her chin , newly unmasked gaze drawn to the curve of her lower lip which has haunted him for too long , now . he's got no excuses left not to do it , save , of course , for the slight swell of apprehension in his chest as his dark eyes flicker down to hers . her eyes : the color of sea glass . his mouth is unusually dry by the time he's able to summon the words he's looking for ( or something close , that is ) ' .... i'm hoping , after all this time .... you've at least saved one kiss for me . '

        elspeth smiles softly as she watches leon experiment with his prosthetics; they're a tool hard-worked for by him and the team in skyhold, and she is glad that he seems so satisfied with the results of that endeavor. though her eyes remain wholly focused on his face the entire time, watching his reactions as he moves and flexes the digits. yes, he does seem happy with them.

        then he turns toward her, his own gaze settling on her face as he takes a step closer and reaches for her face. elspeth goes still, save for leaning in slightly until she feels his prosthetic fingers under her chin. her hand lifts to rest gently on his arm above where the prosthetic starts. still she watches his face, thoughtful and curious, and her smile quickly returns at his question.

        “just the one?” she replies, a gentle challenge—though she does not wait around for an answer, leaning in to press her lips to his.

[nobinary]

cannot stop thinking abt mizisua....the doomed yuri....

[desisthegame]

One of the songs in the playlist that ive been listening to the past couple weeks reminded me of hornfels