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Since one almost-kiss scene isn't enough (Sorry!!!) :)

No kissing mid-shave!!!!! Lol

My sweet counterpart to the somehow spicy version we had in the game.

ft. my Possessed Rook!

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So I really have this thing/HC where Lucanis has been mustering up attempts to finally do something romantic and these are one of the attempts leading up to the final one lol

couslande

orlesian nobles: one misstep, mon dieu, can lead to your downfall…we must play zis dangerous game to become more powerful, but at great risque…

fereldan nobles:

dreadwolfcult

Dead 😂

rhistalialavellan

DEAD OMG

ynrethian

Wait…Tevinter has a lot of snake symbolism, right?

ynrethian

OHHHHHHH this aged like fine wine. LESSGO

nipuni

🥰 Rose in Ten's clothes

koipepper

I made a watercolor sketchbook in landscape to force myself to work in a different layout and did this first painting on the wrong side of the paper :’))))

clickbaitcowboy

Dorian Pavus for @halwardpavushatersclub

andrastini

I had the infinite pleasure to grab one of @vjatoch‘s recent bust commissions and it may just have been the best decision of my life! Look at Alistair and my Surana! They’re so cute I want to smash their pretty heads together.

And I will never get over how fluffy Alistair’s hair is.

Thank you so much, @vjatoch! It’s too precious for words <3

rivaljupiter

Say what you will about Solas, but this is a badass scene. The cool yet callous way Solas demonstrates his power with very little effort gives me chills every time

gaysebastianvael

lavender mint tea (mhawke/sebastian, T)

Dinner at the Hawke Estate had become a regular occurrence as of late. It had started as merely a suggestion, the house was going to be empty that night except for Taliesin, and after a week of fighting bandits and running around Kirkwall to fetch Maker knows what for Maker knows who, it would be nice to get a good meal in. Then it happened again. And again. And so often it became part of their routine. Other friends were invited, but something came up, leaving more often than not just the two of them. Not a problem, Taliesin liked to cook, Sebastian liked to eat his cooking, and they both enjoyed one another’s company.

Never mind how Sebastian’s eyes shimmered in the candlelight. How adorably flustered he got when he would talk and talk for so long he lost track of time, his heart laced into every word he shared. How the leftovers sent home with him never seemed to make it there, but one less person in Lowtown went to bed hungry that night. Well, that too.

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zazrichor

don’t be ridiculous, darling.

first-hunter

Here’s my headcanons on Dalish lore, perhaps with more harts than is strictly necessary.

I just really like to draw elves on deer

stimman4000

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casimir0

Transylvania, Romania

“For centuries, the small villages in Transylvania have preserved their hay meadows, raised cattle and operated self-sustainable farms. The agrarian fairytale that is extinct in Western Europe still exists here in bucolic scenes, where young boys learn to cut and rake hay by hand, where all village women are proficient in weaving, and all men can build a house from scratch - with thousands of hard-split wooden shingles on the rooftop. In this old world, defined by traditional belief systems and respect for the environment, one does not trample a meadow of high grass before mowing it, the cows and horses find their way home along the muddy village tracks and the rivers’ water is busy with the milling, washing and alcohol making.“

- Rena Effendi