Face your daylight horrors!
(Except acorns, it is totally fine to avoid those whenever possible. Seriously, they bother me.)
I am an emotional and enthusiastic person, so here there will be feelings! Mostly good feelings, but awkwardly expressed. That is just how I do things.
what is this i don’t even
au meme request 6/14
Glorious. I need a .gif of Cailan being all starry-eyed now because what is even going on here
I love you both so much, you should team up all the time and… I was about to say make crack together, but that made it sound like some kind of fandom meth lab :|
The First Enchanters of the only two free Circles in all of Thedas ought to get along, right?
Just when I think I’ve hit the ceiling of crack pairings, I land on something crackier. I REGRET NOTHING.
Why would you ever regret something like this?
Now the important question is WILL THEY PLAY CHESS.
“Admiring my little wolf, are you?”
Tobrius accepted the offered wine. “I must admit, you are to be congratulated. You’ve certainly proven me wrong in all respects—care to let me in on the secret of how you managed it?”
“For the moment, the ritual must remain proprietary. You understand, of course.” Danarius smiled like a cat with a mouthful of cream.
“Of course.” Tobrius paused, toying with the glass in his hands. “Would it be possible for me to give him a more… thorough examination?”
“Really,” Danarius drawled, raising his eyebrows. “I didn’t think you’d be interested. I’m afraid I’ll have to decline, however. He’s still rather delicate, and you, as I recall, tend to play rough.”
“I was referring to the markings, Danarius. You know, I realize finding a replacement for me is a frustrating endeavor, possibly a lost cause, but I would honestly have thought fucking an elf beneath you.”
Danarius’ smile became toothy. “You wound me, my dear. It seems your pet templar has his sword so far up your ass it has replaced your tongue.”
Tobrius matched that smile with a broad, mirthless grin of his own. “Funny, I’ve heard no other complaints about the state of my tongue. Quite the opposite, in fact. But if you’d like to evaluate it for yourself, I could give you a demonstration… if you’ll permit me a closer look at your little wolf in exchange.”
“You little whore.” Danarius’ light sigh was almost affectionate. “Agreed.”
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Thedas’ worst ex-boyfriends. :|
There are actually two versions of the Tevinter AU, the fun one that’s all tiaras and garden parties and catfights and casual sex, and this other one that is all serious business
and casual sex.
The fun one also has Anders’ and Karl’s… business, the one that is very vital for all the casual sex! do you remember all that research we did about the lemons why do I suddenly want to tell people about blood mage BDSM I bet it is a popular topic at the garden parties. That and the latest fashion in tiaras. Catty mage feels.
Tobrius and Danarius are the best worst best/worst bitter ex-boyfriends. They have the creepiest banter. Aaugh, Fenris! D: I think you are the only one that has made me want to read more Danarius fic, though. He freaks me out, but this freaks me out in just the right way, you know?
Suddenly longing for a Danarius alphabet. Please send help.
Technically this is 3 hours ahead but I’ll be out tomorrow night so Happy Birthday hawkeward! Here is your heroic trio!
And… The story of them three will show up on AO3 (eventually just gimme some time plot is all planned out already just need the words, right?).
This is one of those “I have so many feelings right now” pictures, and not only because all these beards or because I just might sneakily know a bit of the story behind it, but due to how much feeling there is in the image itself; Maurevar’s quiet longing, Malcolm’s confidence and curiousness in the unfamiliar situation and Tobrius pushing them together, all now kiss! and perhaps knowing, or perhaps not. But the newness of the experience is still what it is; the how much of knowing is not what is the most important, after all.
The beards are.
Half of my head is the JUSTICE PLANNED gif, the other half is beard-pulling catfight and someone’s tiara getting ripped off (no circlets, brings back bad memories of the unsexy times in the Circle, okay) before Maurevar just carries Tobrius awayNot the most dignified way to leave a party. :|
At least he has his tiara circlet headgear still in place! He totally ripped Danarius’ off and broke it, because that is how garden parties works in Tevinter.
Also his facial expression is glorious. So is his fashion choices. I bet all the other mages were like seethe, jealous when he showed up at that party. And now that he is leaving the party like this? They are like seethe, jealous once more, because hello Maurevar.
Such a friendship. Few like your father remain. Even fewer like the templar.
Is that… lace? Or embroidery? Because that looks like lace to me. I know lace, I wear so much lace I know the look of it by now, hawkeward can claim it to be embroidery forever and ever, but that is some seriously lacey-looking stuff right there.
Worn together with a shiny scarf with polka dots. On his head. And then another shiny scarf wrapped around his neck.
And a big pink jewel on his forehead, surrounded by gold.
Do the templars force them to wear this stuff as additional punishment, or are mages in general just attracted to hideous over the top things :| Is that how apostates are generally found out? Spot the walking insult to good taste everywhere? Is it?
Well I was going to use this to answer an ask, but then I realized I had misread it. :|
I am so, so sorry.
Why would you ever be sorry for something so glorious?
I SEE MALCOLM MENTIONING A THREESOME THERE!
I am terrible at making decisions, so sometimes this is a chaste, apologetic little peck on the forehead, sometimes it’s a passionate, if-I-weren’t-me-and-you-weren’t-you-I’d-have-you-five-or-six-times-against-the-chapel-wall kiss, and sometimes they’re only a breath apart when Tobrius stops and says Don’t patronize me, Ser Maurevar and walks away.
Whatever it is, it only happens once.
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look this was my one free weekend, okay? i have no regrets.
This is all kinds of gorgeous and makes me wonder what the stories might be behind each different kind of possible kiss. I literally cannot stop thinking about it, and I think that it is so very amazing when images do this, cling to my mind as this one does.
Not because they are both totally hot or anything! (Although HELLO there, especially Maurevar, best Maurevar!) But, you know. Stories. And feelings. Oh, perhaps a little bit because they are gorgeous together, but mostly because tragic love calls out to me with all their possible stories with too often sad endings.
What I was going to say here is that I think you are completely awesome, it is wonderful how you can create images that makes me think so much about what came before the moment you have captured, and what will come afterwards. (Also, attractive. Cannot lie.)
