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eliseliedl · 2 months
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Dream Visitor 🌙 Baldur's Gate 3 20 / ?
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vivispec · 11 days
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happy friday! maybe viera lavellan & sera with "This is why the Maker left.” from the da inspired prompt list? hope you have fun with it uwu
oh boy did i! short lil bit of sera trying to make fun of viera for her taste in men, and viera making sera's mind a prison in return
@dadrunkwriting Viera & Sera words: 339
“For fuck’s sake, stop looking at him like that. Makes me feel all…eugh.”
Viera blinked up and towards Sera sitting beside her on the roof, for a moment startled from her thoughtless musings on the man in the courtyard below. As she processed what she must’ve meant, disgust thick in the other woman’s voice, a smirk tugged at her cheeks.
“Whatever could you mean?”
“You know what I mean!” she grumbled back, a stripe of red flashing from ear to ear. Her lips screwed up as she chewed on her cheek—it was clear she sensed Viera was toying with her, tried to bite back her words—but she just couldn’t keep her hands off the bait. “Maker, it’s disgusting, all ‘come-hither’ and nonsense, like you’re fondling Baldy’s shiny head with your eyes. I don’t want to see it. ”
“Because me enjoying myself is really that offensive.”
“It’s not the enjoying—I’m happy you’re happy—it’s the enjoying. The…ogling. Don’t want to think about you undressing him in your head. Or anywhere else, for that matter.” Sera visibly shuddered. “Oh, sweet Andraste, now the image is stuck in here, too. It's no wonder the Maker left us. We're moving on, right now—”
“Oh, no, you’re not out that easy,” she nearly purred, receiving a curt shake of the head and quite the grimace in response. “Tell me what you see, I’d hate for you to have any…misconceptions. Maybe I can set you straight.”
“Misconceptions, like—?” She could almost hear it, the ‘tick, tick, tick’ of the gears turning in Sera’s head. “No, you…you didn’t, right?” Viera blinked and Sera was on her feet, back to her already as she made a break for the edge of the roof. With a swipe she tried to grab her, though the act was more reflexive than it was intentional. “Nope. Don’t want to know. Not gonna know.”
“Sera,” she called through her laughter, barely able to push them out coherently, “come back—”
“Too late for that,” and she disappeared over the edge, calling, “friendly roof-time canceled.”
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rosykims · 7 months
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what do u MEAN they moved astarions act 2 confession !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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runmarlyrun · 1 month
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prinnay · 4 months
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Quick paint of my FFXIV black mage main Krafte velveeta
Acrylics on watercolor paper
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hexedwithluck · 10 months
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my wol 🐰 she's a dark knight canonically but her main fit is this super bright pink armor!
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moiyablochki · 6 months
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frogtax · 1 month
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forgiven reaper lore
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limielle · 3 months
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complexity
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aukanemin · 4 months
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Ophelia, mortal sense of illusion You've scattered your lilies around places where I've prayed So I shall fall into sleep, and shall fall out of it, and then drop myself into love again Shall drown down into venomous dome once back then. My soul shall split into you, And so - it, me and you, - shall fault then once more.
So, now, give it back, my will give away Begged be, be adjured: Give spirit his way back to me, So pray then I will, round and again.
My ribs are but my mortal tethers, that do gasp and hone adore and love towards most graciously formed, toned ode - that is a @mindimoon's one!<ззз
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meadowmallow · 4 months
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Mallow in her casual adventuring outfit + friend
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eliseliedl · 3 months
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them!!! 😍😍😍😍
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vivispec · 24 days
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Hello & Happy Friday! From the 'platonic prompts' list and for Viera and Iloniyen: "I am this close away from strangling you." Happy writing!
With how much they bickered as kids, it was really hard to just choose one scene :') here's Viera and Iloniyn preparing for the ball at the Winter Palace, featuring that godawful Inquisition getup.
@dadrunkwriting Viera & Iloniyn words: 660
“Wipe that smug look off your damn face, before I wipe it off for you.”
Viera lifted her hand to hide the offending expression, but Iloniyn could still see the laughter in her eyes. “I think it suits you,” she managed, barely able to contain the giggle seeping into her voice. “It’s…bold. Very…intriguing.”
“By the Creators, I will strangle you.”
“If you value your own life, I wouldn’t,” she warned, crossing arms clad in white satin up to the elbow, and drawing near. “Vivienne’s attendants spent the better part of an hour on my neck alone, and you should know from the lethallen who wove our plaits as da’len that there’s no wrath like that of an artist scorned.”
His scowl was broken by a scoff. “They powdered your neck?”
“Yes. My neck, and just about every other bare piece of skin on my body. It feels terrible, like I walked through a dust cloud on a dry day, and didn’t bother wiping it off.” She lifted a hand, running it along the blue sash cutting across his chest, stark against the bright red fabric behind it. “At least your tunic looks comfortable. I can barely breathe through all these layers.”
“You’d rather look like some exotic bird?”
“And you’d rather be swarmed by bored shem on the hunt for a little entertainment, courtesy of the Inquisitor’s elusive Shadow?” His ears ran red as his tunic at the suggestion, blinking away with a sour set to his brow—no different from when they were children, and she got the best of him. “I didn’t think so. They’d be no match for your good looks, at their full power. For the sake of the world, I’d much rather spare the both of you.”
“How shall I ever repay you,” he griped through his teeth, and she gave his sash a firm tug. “I can’t even begin to understand why you dragged me here. Barely three months since I left the clan, and you bring me to a ball? Really?” 
“You’ll be able to stomach it for a single evening.”
“This isn’t because I pushed you into the river, is it? Or said you looked like a bogfisher?”
“I need you here, Ilo,” she pressed, white-knuckled against his chest. Then, her fingers relaxed, lifting to smooth the cowlick at his hairline. “You won’t have to speak with anyone, but I’ll be too busy appeasing the nobles to see what’s roiling under the surface—if appeasing them is even something I can hope to do. If you can keep your eyes and ears open, look out for anything amiss…”
“Does Nightingale not have agents for that sort of thing?”
“She does. I don’t.” Her eyes rimmed by severe black, her features framed in gold, she was a far cry from the sun-touched hunter he’d ran the trails with; and yet, her touch at his temple was familiar, the curling of her fingers as she coaxed his stray hairs back into place as recognizable to him as his own. “And they don’t see the same things we do. I trust you, more than myself. Just this once, and I won’t let them dress you in something so garish ever again.”
“Swear it. By the All-Mother.”
Tilting her chin, Viera straightened, her voice growing grave. “In the name of Mythal, the Protector, I do swear to defend Iloniyn Sarethon—the blood at my back, my eyes beyond me—from any and all offending garments.”
Stifling the smirk that thinned his eyes, he chewed on his answer before, eventually, heaving a sigh. “Alright,” he relented, “just make sure, in no uncertain terms, that the tailors know red really isn’t my color. It washes me out.”
“I’ll make it very clear,” she promised, before turning to retrieve her mask, and make for the door. “A burnt orange, maybe, or a nice, neutral black?” 
“Over this monstrosity? I’d take magenta, were it paired just right.”
She snickered, and slipped away. “Don’t give me any ideas.”
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raven-by-the-sea · 3 months
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Recently completed commissions! This one has a few alt versions I really like tbh
Please no reposts, referencing, reusing, or edits, please feel free to reblog ❤️ Click for best resolution!
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runmarlyrun · 1 month
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esfiart · 9 months
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old miss Firo drawing
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