Aimo! Bad news! Apparently, people are saying that Varric is confirmed by Mark Darrah NOT to be a LI. se.ign. com/dragon-age-iii/68632/interview/intervju-med-mike-laidlaw-och-mark-darrah
Yeah, I found out on BSN earlier. I’ve gradually checked out from being a hopeful Varricmancer since PAX East after the Cameron Lee interview, so it doesn’t hurt much; I’m more sad to see grief of other Varricmancers around the net, tbh.
IMO, this reveal could’ve been handled much better without dragging it out for so long, and frankly less cruelly, even if that wasn’t the intention.
Ah well, just be kind to everyone, fandom. I’ve been seeing anons agitating sad fans, and that that’s not cool…especially when you’re not 100% in the clear either with potential LI Race-Gating except for Josephine & Iron Bull. You can be smugly vindictive today, but it might very well be you crying in November (or earlier).
In case people are doubting the Swedish article, here’s the official 100% confirmation tweet.
Sorry about the news :(
Flight Rising under the cut - Smoke is killing me ._.
Ah weeeell, it seems there is no end to this ~
Full nsfw picture can be seen heeere.
So it happened. You FOOLS!
This won’t be as generous as the 1st giveaway, I’m getting super lazy and… I have a new project running =v= It’s a secret but I need to finish Night’s Aegis before. (I’ll talk about all this is another post).
…………….This giveaway will end on september 22th……………….
- The winner will get a full colored drawing of two characters of his choice, pairing or not. No restriction on the said pairing.
Rules? man, rules are simple… To participate you need to :
- Reblog this post ONCE in order to enter the giveaway.
- Be following me before the gieveaway started (this is a tribute to my 2000 followers, not a way to earn more).
- Must not be a giveaway blog.
- Have some affection for my art: if you’re reblogging just because “GHHNN FREE ART” then don’t click this button è_é This is only in order to give something to the people following me because they like my work.
Thanks a lot for being following me a failure like me :> I plan on making a giveaway every 1000 followers, but I wonder how far this will take me.
Good luck everyone !
Oh please write me an Alistair prowling drabble. And if he sips from a tumbler like the second gif all the better. . . .
After two days, and 4700 words, here it is. NSFW, inspired by this gif:
Nell Cousland Theirin had been trained her whole life to lead, to run things, to take charge, but Maker help her, some days – today for instance – the petty squabbles of the court at Denerim were too much for even her to handle. Strangely, it was one area where Alistair’s talents excelled her own, something she wouldn’t have expected given his initial reluctance to take the throne.
The problem was that Alistair was with Teagan, off in the Free Marches in an attempt to get a better idea of the situation there, specifically in Kirkwall and Starkhaven. Given the growing unrest in Orlais, the security of the Free Marches was more vital than ever to Ferelden.
So Nell had been coping on her own for what seemed like forever, though in reality it had only been a few weeks. By late afternoon she had finally enough and had gone out riding, refusing an escort, telling the anxious seneschal she’d be fine, that she’d slain the bloody archdemon and she certainly wasn’t going to let any bandits get the better of her.
She arrived back at the palace just as it was getting dark, feeling much more human. All she needed now was to soak in the bath she’d told the servants to have ready for her, eat a quiet dinner in her chambers, drink a large glass of Antivan brandy and get a good night’s sleep and she might, just might, be able to handle whatever tomorrow’s court session might throw at her.
The Seneschal attempted to speak to her as she strode up the stairs to her chamber and she cut him off. “Tomorrow, Seneschal.” She said, more sharply than she had intended. She stopped in the middle of the staircase and turned around to face the man. “I’m sorry. I’ve had a very long and trying day. I’m tired and I find myself missing His Majesty quite badly. It’s put me in a rather unpleasant mood and I’m afraid I’m taking it out on you. You have my apologies for that. I just want have an early night and start fresh tomorrow.”
The Seneschal started to speak and then stopped himself. “Yes. I think Your Majesty will feel much better in the morning.” He said with an enigmatic smile.
She went into the suite of rooms she and Alistair shared and her face lit up when she saw her bath was waiting for her; a large copper tub filled with still steaming water, set up in front of the fire. She didn’t hesitate, kicking off her boots and then peeling off the leathers she wore as she crossed the room, pulling her shirt over her head and dropping it to the floor before pulling at the laces of her breastband and her smalls and discarding them as well, before stepping carefully into the tub and sinking into the hot water with a sigh of happiness. She slid quickly beneath the surface and then sat up again, running her finger through her now wet hair and leaning back, closed her eyes.
Her reverie was interrupted by an all too familiar voice. “Some devoted wife you are. Here I come tearing back to Denerim, barely bothering to stop, nearly killing poor Teagan, and is my Queen anywhere to be seen? No, she’s gone off riding, gallivanting around the countryside without a care in the world or a thought for her poor hardworking husband.”
E: Lines finished whoop whoop ♥
Send help please, I think I won’t last those endless 3 months … nsfw sketch AGAIN under the cut … Cullen and Adria everywhere T_T