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A sum of parts, a sum of moments
Hello! I’ve made a new set of hi-res phone wallpapers from some of my latest illustrations — free for your personal use as always 🖤
god i love coming home and being at home and sitting inside my home and staying home
“Come to the dark side! Make people worship you, wear ridiculous clothes, give your ships stupid names. Glow in the dark! No downsides, really.” - Darth Jadus
Mage Sass™ (1/?) - Bethany Hawke
Flora (by Kristina Manchenko)
“Come to the dark side! Make people worship you, wear ridiculous clothes, give your ships stupid names. Glow in the dark! No downsides, really.” - Darth Jadus
kirkwallgirl-personal replied to your post: Yee gosh, sorry for the inactivity. Tumblr is...
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Yee gosh, sorry for the inactivity. Tumblr is giving me trouble, XKit does not work most of the time (which makes avoiding spoilers and following people impossible and conversations super awkward, thanks), our internet connection comes and goes, my hard drives are full - all of them - aaand I’m sick. Yay.
Will be fighting off the cold with SWToR for the rest of the week. Hello and sorry to the new followers and to anon whom I have not forgotten! The mesh is ready I just need textures.
See ya. <3
South Vegas Ruins
Male robots: “I’m a machine, but I’m also a person. I’m more than an object. I have values and dreams and desires and, while I’m different from you in ways that might be strange and frightening, I’m an individual and I want to be respected as such.”
Female robots: “I’m a machine, but I’m also a person. In fact, I’m even better than a real woman - I don’t sweat or poop or age, and yes, I am fuckable. I can also kick ass, but like, in a sexy way. I can seem emotionless and cold, but that’s just because I haven’t yet realized how much I want to be your girlfriend.”
Ok so she’s maybe probably a lil bit addicted to moon sugar…
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The Friends of Red Jenny are sort of out there. I use them to help you. Plus arrows.
Ghost of Tsushima
Spiridon: A whetstone, pricey but reasonably so. It's worth is measured by quality of craftsmanship, not fancy. It has a good grip, is meant to serve it's purpose for a lifetime and keep the users tools at peak efficiency. Also a salve. Smells of herbs, slightly greasy but soothing for the skin. For long walking feet, saddle sores and dry hands. For elves and trusty steeds.
These are lovely gifts, he thinks. Doesn’t think he deserves them, he was never good at accepting other people’s generosity.He ignores the smell like he always does. It’s a pleasant fragrance, but his nose and his palate always tend to get overwhelmed. He’ll test the whetstone tomorrow, and smears some of the salve on his wind-bitten cheeks. At first it stings, but after a while he grimaces and for once it feels supple. A kind feeling, considering that most of the time his skin feels as dry and rigid as plaster.Who sent it? He’ll send a gift of his own to the generous stranger.
Spiridon looked down at the courier, the lad shifting his weight awkwardly from one leg to the other. „Uh. I … dunno?“, his eyes tried to escape the Inquisitor’s. „An elf gave it to me. I think.“ He now tried to meet the Inquisitor’s gaze with a nervous smile tucking at the corners of his mouth. He done fucked up. He had one job and he done fucked up.
„White hair?“ The pitch of his voice was rising. „Aaand a … lady? With … black hair …? ‘Bird’ … something?“ No one had asked him to remember names! Just ‘take this, bring it there’, smile, nod, ‘Avoid Mr. Plucky*!‘.
„I see.“, Spiridon gave a brief nod, inspecting the small wooden jar one more time. There was nothing on it except a short summary of herbs, looking more like notes than a proper list of it’s contents.
„So sorry, Sir.“ The Courier spun around and left the room with the haste of a thousand angry bears on his heels. He had disappointed the Inquisition. He had disappointed Leliana. This was a bad day.
*I do not for the life of me remember the name of the raven attacking everyone but Leliana. But someone complained about it in the Skyhold Rookery and now I can’t stop imagining „Avoid Mr. Plucky!“ being part of the inofficial courier briefing.
tl;dr: The whetstone is from Fenris, the salve is/was from Hedi, my Hawke. Spiridon wouldn’t know unless Varric would see him using either, make the connection and feel like sharing this information. It does not matter either way since neither of them expects compensation. Spiridon has shit to deal with. They knew this and so they left him something personal on the way that might help. Or not. (The only question is: IF Spiridon remembers a Hawke. Would he use a salve made by someone he got to know as a practicing bloodmage?)
"Your bed after traveling" from the sensory prompts list, for Venara? Although, if another character strikes your fancy, I would not be opposed :)
It’s Asexuality Awareness Week!
As some of you know, Venara Lavellan is asexual. I wanted to write a romantic scene that highlighted her connection with Solas, but without sexual content. Venara’s sexual orientation is very important to me, as I am asexual myself and I don’t see many ace characters represented in media. It is crucial that asexual relationships are written about both in media and in fanfic, to demonstrate the many ways in which that can take shape as there is a whole spectrum of experience. It’s also important to understand that a relationship that doesn’t have sex/doesn’t have regular sex is just as valid and healthy as the ones that do.
Thank you to @sexlaughterhonesty for hosting an event this week and @buttsonthebeach for giving me a prompt that works so well for what I wanted to do!
Venara x Solas, reunion fluff/romance. 2731 words. This is a continuation of another short story, At Last, although it is not necessary to read it to understand this one.
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Serenity
Sometimes, there were thingswaited for with a longing ache in the heart.
Sometimes, those thingsnever came.
But sometimes, they didcome. It was a long wait, but they did come.
Welcomehome, Venara had murmured,pulling herself tight against him on the castle steps. Solas had held her, thepressure of his hands warm and familiar against her back, the wind pullinggently at her long hair, spinning it around them both.
When what felt like hourshad passed, she untangled herself from his grasp, slipped her hand in his andled him up the steps towards the open doors of the great hall. The train of herblack gown slid softly over the stone, whispering against it. Solas walkedbeside her, his tall figure casting a shadow over her in the late afternoonsun. She glanced up at him, smiling quietly at his stoic profile, head heldhigh, eyes looking forwards. Despite his stern gaze, she could feel him relax,the weight of his most recent journey washing away with every step they took.
They passed Josephine andthe visiting countess, Venara nodding and stating a quick apology beforesweeping down the hall. She could hear Josephine deftly explaining the suddenchange in schedule, the frantic murmur of hushed gossip from the visiting dignitaries,merchants and traders gathered in the hall.
Inquisitor Lavellan and herelven apostate…
Venara knew they could causequite a stir for anyone unfamiliar with Skyhold’s peculiarities. She and Solasdid not look like a usual couple—particularly not today. Solas stood a foottaller than her, dwarfing her. He was travel-weary, his clothes worn andstained and patched, the hem of his tunic bearing distinctive burn marks. Whateverhe had encountered on his travels had given him trouble. In contrast, Venarawas small, erring on the side of tiny. She was dressed formally for the dutiesof the day, her gown exquisite in black and gold with black fur wrap to keepher shoulders warm. Josephine had worked tirelessly to cultivate an appropriatelyregal image for her, one that she had slowly grown into.
Despite their shared elvenheritage, the care in their gestures, the fondness with which they looked ateach other, something about them did not quite match.
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