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shenzi123 said: How many kids do you have?
Two, my girl (who I generally call Belle online) is 7 and my boy (The Boy) is 3 (and a half,...
Cat: OMG WHAT
WHAT THE WHAT
OH GOD THERE’S ANOTHER ONE
IT’S RIGHT BEHIND ME
IDENTIFY YOURSELF TINY FOUR LEGGED...
I really need to play through Mass Effect 3 with Ashley, if only to come up with valid arguments why people need to shut up about her ‘xenophobia’...
HAPPY TOWEL DAY FOLKS!
sometimes i want to do stuff like give dafw a new layout and stuff
and i stop myself because i’m like “well what about the original admins”
…but...
So, I was working on a picture of Zevran, and when I reversed the image it looked like he was dancing. So the logical thing to do was to make a gif out of it.
(via accidentalxxx)
Alistair: Do you mind you a… personal question?
Zevran: You may ask, but I may choose not to answer.
Alistair: Fair enough. Have you had many women in your time? I mean, you seem like the sort of man who would-
Zevran: I have indulged from time to time. Perhaps when my interest is not elsewhere.
Alistair: Right. Well, how do you… woo them? Is there a technique, or…?
Zevran: Woo them? Are you quite serious?
Alistair: Uhh… yes. I - I don’t know what else to call it.
Zevran: So let me get this straight. You have never woo-ed? Not once? You are woo-less, as it were?
Alistair: Alright. Bad idea. Never mind.
(via skullymex)
My favorite Dragon Age Fan-Artist “Aimo”!
Wait, I’ve never seen the Halloween one. *laughs* Is Morrigan supposed to be a magical girl?
(via accidentalxxx)
The light, their expressions. This is lovely.
(via merilsell)
Author: equinexus
Leliana: You are very pretty, you know.
Fenris: I am… very pretty.
Leliana: You would be quite the commodity in Orlais. There, the noblemen and noblewomen would lavish you with gifts in envy of your beauty.
Fenris: Should that make me happy?
Leliana: It should!
Fenris: It doesn’t.
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Leliana: You should smile, Fenris. I bet you have a wonderful smile!
Fenris: Is there something to smile about?
Leliana: Well… not at the moment.
Fenris: Then why would I smile?
Leliana: (Sigh)
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Leliana: You don’t talk about Tevinter much. Would you tell me more about it?
Fenris: It is not a place I think fondly of.
Leliana: It was your home.
Fenris: I was a slave.
Leliana: Not a servant? Surely, it cannot be as bad as you describe.
Fenris: No. It is much worse.
__Alistair and Fenris__
Fenris: You were a Templar?
Alistair: Almost a Templar. Duncan recruited me before I took my vows.
Fenris: A shame. The world needs many Templars.
Alistair: Have you ever considered… joining the order?
Fenris: Do they allow elves?
Alistair: Well… I’ve never seen an-
Fenris: Then don’t waste my time.
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Alistair: You’d make an excellent Templar, Fenris.
Fenris: Is that a compliment or an insult?
Alistair: It’s a compliment!
Fenris: I doubt that.
Alistair: Doubt… that it is a compliment or that you’d make an excellent Templar?
Fenris: Take your pick.
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Alistair: Did you step on a shard of metal?
Fenris: No.
Alistair: Catch a splinter between your toes?
Fenris: No.
Alistair: Eat something bitter?
Fenris: What brought on this inane prodding?
Alistair: Oh, nothing. Just wanted to know why you are always scowling.
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Fenris: Do you really have to lay the witch?
Alistair: It is the only way…
Fenris: Hm. My condolences.
__Sten and Fenris__
Sten: You’re an elf.
Fenris: Last I checked.
Sten: You know the Qun.
Fenris: Fairly certain.
Sten: Why are you not viddathari?
Fenris: I respect the ways of the Qun, but it is not for me.
Sten: The Qun is the only way.
Fenris: That remains to be seen.
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Sten: You are from Seheron.
Fenris: Perhaps.
Sten: You do not know?
Fenris: My first memories are of the ritual. What came before, I cannot be certain.
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Sten: Elf.
Fenris: Giant.
Sten: Have you had a taste of their crumbly confections?
Fenris: Excuse me?
Sten: You will see.
__Morrigan and Fenris__
Morrigan: You are a bold and powerful creature, aren’t you?
Fenris: Do not speak to me, witch.
Morrigan: Oh? Do I make you… uncomfortable?
Fenris: You make me want to crush that bitch’s heart.
Morrigan: Whom? I see no other here.
Fenris: Then perhaps you should stop speaking.
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Fenris: Avert your eyes, witch.
Morrigan: I can’t help but to admire those… markings of yours. They are rather alluring.
Fenris: They are lyrium, carved into my flesh. They have served me well.
Morrigan: There is something appealing about a man with such designs upon his skin. Tis’ hard not to wonder how far they go…
Fenris: Far enough.
Morrigan: (Laughs) Oh, you tease me.
__Zevran and Fenris__
Fenris: You’re an Antivan Crow? An assassin?
Zevran: I am currently between professions, at the moment. Why do you ask?
Fenris: You’re not a very good one.
Zevran: You wound me! Surely you do not mean it!
Fenris: I do.
Zevran: Alas, a reason to cry this evening.
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Zevran: Excuse me, my handsome friend, but may I inquire about your tattoos?
Fenris: My what?
Zevran: Your tattoos! The intricate ink that is embedded in your finely tanned skin.
Fenris: They are not ink. They are lyrium, burned deeply into my flesh.
Zevran: Interesting choice of medium.
Fenris: I did not have a choice in what my master put into me.
Zevran: (Sigh) Do we ever?
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Fenris: Why?
Zevran: Why what?
Fenris: Why are you… like this?
Zevran: Like what?
Fenris: This.
Zevran: Plenty of sunshine… and leather bondage!
Fenris: Forget I said anything.
(via kinlochhold)
Exams are killing my ideas… so this is more or less an art-block-induced picture… Zevran and Cyrus… after ages I drew my little Mahariel again ^^”
Just random silliness and experimenting with pen settings.
U Mad?
He looks a little scared as well… Did he just find out he had to marry Anora? LOL
Zevran: But your new fiancée, she is quite fetching, no?
Alistair: DO. NOT. WANT.