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#oc: elizabeth montes
pxperplxnets · 2 years
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kimi and amelie.
i will be posting the description of each one of my ocs and the guys that i write for.
this post is dedicated to kimi and amelie and will be linked at the beginning of the one shots that are based around them.
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name: amelie marie elizabeth leclerc.
nick name: melie, eliza.
birth date: november 26th, 2006.
place of birth: monte carlo, monaco.
strengths: pulling strings
weakness: italian accents.
song: red - taylor swift
“so we’re all gonna act like i'm not the better leclerc?” - amelie leclerc
“amelie leclerc was the spitting image of her father. people always thought it was funny how the only girl in the family was the one that looked the most like him. of course, growing up with three (way) older brothers was not easy. she got excluded, bullied and overprotected too much for her liking, but she never lacked a father figure when her dad died. she was ten, fairly young -too young- to properly process everything that she felt, but she had her brothers with her and that was all she needed. she matured faster than she should have, she had to learn to understand that her brothers had lifes in racing, and she wasn't going to be able to see them as much as she wished to. she grew up to be one of the nicest and funniest people that you'll ever meet, having the leclerc gene and french accent that seemed to make everything funnier. of course, that gene did not contain humour only, because she was the prettiest girl in the world, or at least that's what kimi thought.”
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name: andrea kimi antonelli.
nick name: kimiko, (negative/smelly) nelli
birth date: august 25th, 2006.
place of birth: bologna, italy
strengths: talent
weakness: monegasque girls with three names
song: golden - harry styles
“i pulled out the crazy move” - kimi antonelli
“kimi antonelli was a promising young boy. at 15, he was already racing for prema and winning races left and right. sure, he might not be the most sociable or famous one of the team, but he sure as hell had the talent to succeed. his shyness came from all the time he had spent racing instead of going out to make friends, and it did make it a little harder for him to loosen up, but it was never to the extent where he couldn't talk to people. amelie found it funny how he was shy outside the track, because when he was inside the car or standing on the podium he showed a confidence that many wished to have. his pretty brown eyes shimmered, and his brown locks stuck out everywhere, giving him that beautiful boyish look that amelie had liked so much. oh, and don't even mention his way of talking, because everytime he would say anything with that pretty little accent of his amelie would feel like melting.”
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authors note:
i’m weak for kimi and for a leclerc oc
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nocteleum · 3 years
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That moment when there's a 120kg cat resting on your back, but you don't care because your wife is very warm. Plus, you get to touch the murder mittens.
Okay look, I'm just into a very lion mood, and it gives me a excuse to show Elizabeth's favored shift, I have to start drawing these two together sometime >:v
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the-dreadful-canine · 2 years
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Thank you for the summon @noire-pandora 💖
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At last, the muses bonked me over the head with inspiration and the next chapter of Stormbringer is being worked on :')
Beginning of the third chapter:
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As absurd as everything was now, routine — a most resilient creature — still crept its way between our strange group.
The early mornings we spent huddled around the fire chatting, willing the warmth of breakfast to bat away sleep’s sticky paws. The first sunlight over the horizon was the cue to climb on our rides and set on the trail Adahlvher seemed to know by heart. I hoped he did, because most of the time he paid no attention to the path. Instead, he’d choose to grace me with his endless selection of songs. Ten days in, and he was yet to repeat any of them. Sometimes, he shared tales from his travels.
We rested by the time the sun dangled over our heads, stopping to eat and stretch our legs and rest the animals.
With some luck, we’d catch some shuteye — something Adahlvher excelled at. My envy over his ability to drop and start snoring in ten seconds flat was a poorly concealed one, and his teasing over it, relentless. Sleep evaded me since my arrival. If the riding-born aches didn’t keep me up, then the dread of who might find me if I slept long enough did.
Despite my rising worry over my lack of ability to come up with a sliver of a plan, our travel was blissfully uneventful.
Even the novelty of falling face first in a whole new realm wore off in a few days. And so the days melted into each other like snow under the sun. I appreciated it, the routine. It was simple, predictable and, dare I say, safe.
So change, when it came, was as jarring as falling from the trees had been.
Tagging (zero pressure!) @dungeons-and-dragon-age @little-lightning-lavellan @varric-tethras-editor @emerald-amidst-gold and @oxygenforthewicked to show us their wips :D
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Some Valentine's sketches! Love y'all, stay awesome <3
In order: Elizabeth (@the-dreadful-canine), Syrillon (@whataboutbugs-art), Atlas (@beelzebard), Twiggy (@bearsizedant), Lahlas (@rozhevisny), Sifri (@elfrootsalad)
individual ones below the cut :3
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kirstinetheartist · 2 years
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Happy Dragon Age Day to the fandom that pulled me out of my creative lull and inspired me to grow again. I am so thankful for all the wonderful friends I’ve made & I can’t wait to see the future we have in store. 💙 I wish I could have drawn every single one of you, but I’m still proud of all I got done, especially with the flu. For every creator and their OC mention in this piece, check out the tags below! I can personally confirm that they are all truly magnificent. 💙
From left to right, top to bottom, we have:
1. @polycythemiav Marian Hawke
2. @midorimaddie Aerwynn Lavellan
3. @debgall Inquisitor Trevelyan
4. @reonerra Réonerra
5. @the-dreadful-canine Elizabeth Montes
6. @emerald-amidst-gold Fane Lavellan
7. @ashalle-art Ashalle
8. @Udon Art’s (Twitter, because the Tumblr @ isn’t working for some reason?) Eralen Lavellan
9. @whataboutbugs Syrillon Lavellan
10. @pikapeppa Tamaris Lavellan
11. @oxygenforthewicked Saeris Lavellan
12. @fiadhaisteach Fenorain Surana
13. @elbenherzart Nare Lavellan
14. @best-of-the-vein Karrie Cadash
15. @layalu June Trevelyan
16. @varric-tethras-editor Marin Lavellan
17. @palepinkycat Orfan
18. @hybrus Lin Lavellan
19. @blueheaded Flint Brosca
20. @shift-shaping Eirwen Surana
21. @AnnaHenriArt (Twitter) Haleir Lavellan
22. @dreadfutures Ixchel
23. @noire-pandora Elluin Lavellan
24. @kumaronoa Feyren Lavellan
25. @drag-on-age Gaelowen Lavellan
26. @cartadwarfwithaheartofgold Maria Cadash
Also! Several characters are referenced that I didn't have time to draw this year, unfortunately. :( Those would be the ones referenced in the letters Mellan is writing. In the fourth panel, they are @dumbassentity Astaari Adaar & @rosella-writes Virelan Lavellan. In the final panel, Mellan is also writing letters (ft. the Theodosian Dread Dog Delivery Service) to @ElvhenGoddess (Twitter) Britannia, @lunarshardss (Twitter) Lyric, and @gaysolavellan Kiernan. Thank you @unofficialdragonageday for organizing this each year!
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missameliep · 2 years
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OC Associations
Thanks for the tag @lilyoffandoms @lorirwritesfanfic and @noesapphic ❤️
– I’ve chosen Elizabeth Foredale (from my series Second Chances) for this one:
I’ll tag @princess-geek @ladylamrian @dalishessence and anyone else who feels like doing it too.
Animal: cat
Color: mauve and rose gold
Month: July
Song: Ainda Bem by Marisa Monte
Number: 4
Day or Night: Day
Plant: Orchids, specially the Vanda kind
Smell: the sweet smell of brigadeiro’s cooking and the salty mist from the ocean
Gemstone: Amethyst
Season: Summer
Place: Edgewater
Food: Pasta
Drink: Yerba mate with lemon (non-alcoholic drink) and cosmopolitan (alcoholic drink)
Astrological Sign: Cancer
Element: Water
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carnation-damnation · 3 years
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Idk if Here is a good idea but I’m gonna drop a lot of my oc’s here as a Masterpost for tags
RoF (Ruination of Faith)
Main Cast:
- Marcus Schulz (He/Him)
- Monte Schulz (He/Him)
- Raimondo Ridgewell (He/Him)
- Renae Ridgewell (She/her)
- Lina Edwidge (She/her)
- Danice Gwendolyn (He/Him)
- Garret Kistler (He/Him)
Secondary:
Renaicus Kingwelle (He/Any)
Nathanaël Billeaud (He/Him)
Wendelle Kingwelle (He/Him)
Mark Kingwelle (He/Him)
Agnes Kingwelle (She/Her)
Galtekki (He/They)
Supporting:
Ophelia (She/They/Ze)
Chester (He/They)
Andrew Schulz (He/Him)
Mak Jones (He/Him)
Sharla Ridgewell (She/Her)
Riley Ridgewell (He/Him)
Victor Edwidge (He/Him)
Angela Gwendolyn (She/her)
Silas Reed (He/Him)
Gwen Gwendolyn (She/Her)
Lindsey Clarence (He/Him)
Jaclyn Jun (She/Her)
Jocelyn Xiao (She/Her)
Stanley Walker (He/Him)
Reggie Wright (He/Him)
Ben Wilson (He/Him)
Max Greene (He/Him)
George Billeaud (He/She/They)
Bernadette Billeaud (She/Her)
Tracy Silva-Park (He/Him)
Zephyr Silva-Park (They/Them)
Dawn Kingwelle (He/They)
Maira Kingwelle (She/They)
Shiloh Waters (He/Him)
Evangeline Waters (She/Her)
Felecity Waters (She/Her)
Ester Waters (She/Her)
Elizabeth Waters (She/Her)
Alfonsi Fabbri (He/Him)
Melissa Fabbri (She/Her)
Maddie Fabbri (She/her)
Dorothy Jones (She/Her)
Madeline Brown (She/Her)
Maddy Brown (She/Her)
Laura Woodrow (She/Her)
Ralph Woodrow (He/Him)
Ma Canidae (They/Them)
Lucifer yeah They/He)
Pan (They/Them)
Awooligans:
Volk Volkov (They/Them)
Jefferson Lune (He/Him)
Tobias Labrador (He/Him)
Zinnia (They/Ey/Em)
Ryan McAllister (He/They)
Cody McAllister (They/He/She)
Dallas Rose (He/Him)
Viktor Volkov (He/Him)
Antagonists:
Gluey (They/Them/It/Its)
Marcel Belmont (He/Him)
Jordan Jackson (He/Him)
Drake Byrd (He/Him)
Mary Byrd (She/Her)
Ethan Byrd (He/Him)
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hecvenslight-blog · 6 years
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oc muse list, as of 12/07/2018.
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name: annie oakley/phoebe ann mosey
alignment: neutral good
class: archer, rider
origin: historical fact
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name: christine daae
alignment: lawful good
class: caster, berserker
origin: the phantom of the opera
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name: elizabeth tudor/elizabeth I
alignment: neutral good
class: rider, ruler
origin: historical fact
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name: alexander hamilton
alignment: chaotic neutral
class: archer, rider, caster
origin: historical fact
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name: haydee tebelin
alignment: lawful neutral
class: ruler, assassin
origin: the count of monte-cristo
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name: nuadha
alignment: chaotic good
class: lancer, berserker
origin: celtic mythology
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name: the little matchgirl/freja
alignment: true neutral
class: caster
origin: hans christian andersen’s the little matchgirl.
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name: the scarlet pimpernel/sir percy blankney
alignment: true neutral
class: assassin, saber
origin: the scarlet pimpernel book series
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name: edgar/edna allan poe
alignment: neutral evil
class: foreigner, caster, berserker
origin: historical fact
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name: grisha yefimovna novykha/grigori rasputin
alignment: true neutral
class: avenger, caster
origin: historical fact
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name: hestia
alignment: lawful good
class: caster, lancer, foreigner
origin: greek mythology
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name: sadhbh
alignment: lawful good
class: shielder, caster, berserker (alter)
origin: celtic mythology
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name: halsey faber
occupation: magus, chaldea master
alignment: chaotic neutral
origin: none (self-insert)
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name: isayama tsubaki
occupation: magus, talisman artist
alignment: true neutral
origin: none (original)
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name: sadie jamison
occupation: medium
alignment: lawful neutral
origin: none (original)
#( ◇ ) || ooc#( christine daae. ) ꜱᴇʀᴀᴘʜɪᴄ ꜱᴏɴɢꜱᴛʀᴇꜱꜱ; ʙʟᴇꜱꜱᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍ ʜɪᴍꜱᴇʟꜰ.#( alexander hamilton. ) ᴡʜʏ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛɪᴍᴇ?#( elizabeth i. ) ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛᴏᴍᴀᴄʜ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ᴋɪɴɢ.#( haydee tebelin. ) ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇꜱꜱ ꜰʀᴇᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴀ ᴠᴇɴɢᴇꜰᴜʟ ꜱᴏᴜʟ.#( halsey. ) ʙʀɪɢʜᴛ-ᴇʏᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜᴛʜ ᴡʜᴏ ɢʀᴇᴡ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏᴏ ꜱᴏᴏɴ.#( isayama tsubaki. ) ᴄʜᴇᴇʀʏ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴜᴛꜱɪᴅᴇ; ʏᴇᴛ ᴠᴇɴɢᴇꜰᴜʟ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ.#( nuadha. ) ᴋɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴇʀɪɴ'ꜱ ɪꜱʟᴇ.#( the scarlet pimpernel. ) ɪꜱ ꜱʜᴇ ɪɴ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ ᴏʀ ɪꜱ ꜱʜᴇ ɪɴ ʜᴇʟʟ?#( grisha novykha/rasputin. ) ᴍʏꜱᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ʜᴇᴀʟᴇʀ ꜰᴀʟʟᴇɴ ᴠɪᴄᴛɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴀʟꜱᴇ ᴅᴇʙᴀᴜᴄʜᴇʀʏ.#( sadhbh. ) ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ꜱʜᴇ ʜᴇʟᴅ ᴀ ᴅᴏᴇ'ꜱ ꜰᴏʀᴍ.#( the little matchgirl. ) '' ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ! '' ꜱʜᴇ ᴄʀɪᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ; ᴀꜱ ʜᴇʀ ɢʀᴀɴᴅᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴄᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴀʀᴀᴅɪꜱᴇ.#( annie oakley. ) ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴍɪꜱꜱ ꜱʜᴀʀᴘꜱʜᴏᴏᴛᴇʀ.#( hestia. ) ᴛʜᴇ ᴠɪʀɢɪɴ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇꜱꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛʜ.#( sadie jamison. ) ʙᴏʀɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ꜱᴜᴘᴇʀɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴀʟ ɢɪꜰᴛ; ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏɴᴇꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴍᴇᴅɪᴜᴍ ꜱᴇᴀʀᴄʜᴇꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀɴ ᴀɴꜱᴡᴇʀ.
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nocteleum · 3 years
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Solas x CatBeth warming up by the fire, because that's how I spend my days off: Cleaning up sketches from the past week because I want to make it a proper drawing but I don't want to commit to fully rendering said sketch.
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But at least I fixed the anatomy :'D
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the-dreadful-canine · 2 years
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(art!) WIP WEDNESDAY
Thank you v much for tagging me: @noire-pandora @emerald-amidst-gold @oxygenforthewicked @varric-tethras-editor and @little-lightning-lavellan (which I saw on the dash because Tumblr never notifies me of your tagging ;u;)
Tonight I bring you a WIP of Elizabeth's tarot card art! It started as the Strength arcana, but I changed my mind after it was almost done. Now her card is the Knight of Wands (which is upside-down until the fall of Haven! I'll put a wand/staff in her extended hand later).
It really fits her journey in Stormbringer. And gave me an excuse to draw my beloved naked and barebacking Fen'Harel, because why not (because off ow, coarse fur!?) XD
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She's cackling like a madwoman, because she's feral like that.
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Fen'Harel is less than thrilled about the bridle, tho. Serves him right after the whole ordeal at the desert and what's yet to come in the fic <3
No tagging this time, because I'm very late for the party lmao 💖
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the-dreadful-canine · 3 years
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Unleash the warriors
I came across this picrew and just couldn't hold back the inner Warrior Cats Fan™ inside, so I made my three bbs in it xD
Elizabeth
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Munchkin (believes herself the size of a lion);
Likes to hang out at the roof of fortresses;
Stares at your sleeping form with eerie glowing eyes at 3am;
Will fight a dragon for a bowl of cream.
Won a fight against a Maine Coon once;
Favorite food: bread.
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Ornay Adaar
Maine Coon;
Diva;
Enjoys watching other cat's drama (which they probably started) from the top of their throne cat tree;
No matter the weather or how much time they spend outside, their fur is the softest, silkiest thing you will ever touch;
Won't move out of their sunning spot unless the sky is falling down;
Got a scar because they messed with the wrong munchkin;
Favorite food: only the finest tuna.
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Ferian Lavellan
Orange Tabby Himbo™;
Always covered in flowers and leaves because he needs to be one with nature;
Can't climb trees, but still he tries;
Loves everyone;
Lost his ear to save his former husband from a bear;
Favorite food: Plastic bags.
Tagging (with no pressure at all) @emerald-amidst-gold @varric-tethras-editor @dungeons-and-dragon-age @blueheaded @oxygenforthewicked @noire-pandora @little-lightning-lavellan and whoever wishes to partake in the silly catfication game :D
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the-dreadful-canine · 3 years
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Chapter summary: Elizabeth falls off her motorcycle, stabs a God - twice -, strikes a deal, and drops from the sky
“...Still.” I curse inwardly when the sting of his hurtful -but true- remark causes my words to waver. “It sounds too good to be genuine. A whole new life? In exchange for a lost object?”
“Oh? Would a simple fetch quest be a too difficult of a task?” His voice loses the nearly predatory glee, shifting to a bored, condescending tone. The change is so sudden I can only blink, bewildered by the mental whiplash. “Hm. Perhaps I misinterpreted your stubbornness for something better, like true willpower. If that’s the case, I am terribly sorry for wasting both our time, mortal. Do have a good afterlife.” He steps aside, leaving my path clear. And if dogs could smirk, the fucker was doing it beautifully right now.
I look at the beam of light on the horizon, feeling its soothing, gentle pulse coax me closer; it felt right, giving to the pull. But something keeps me from going forward. The mockery glinting in blood-red eyes loops like a movie in my mind, and no amount of calming breaths and head shaking can dissuade the affronted beast inside from rearing its head. Huffing, I face the fiend once more.
“Fine.” I say, a wounded pride pulling my lip up in a sneer. “I will deliver this thing of yours.” As soon as I say these words, something deep inside knows I screwed up. Badly. But pride was the poison I spent a lifetime drinking like lemonade on a summer day. No point stopping it in death.
Read the full chapter HERE
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the-dreadful-canine · 2 years
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I'm back on my jam (for real this time)!! As always, thank you so much for the summon @noire-pandora @emerald-amidst-gold and @dreadfutures 💖
Snippet of "Companion", Stormbringer' third chapter. A little bonding between Elizabeth and Adah, plus a discovery. I swear this chapter is basically all dialogue. I'm loving writing it.
“Good morning!” I greet, my best smile plastered on my face.
“Mornin’.” He yawned, dropping the food in the pot, before unceremoniously sinking to the ground and laying his head on top of my thighs. “How did the watch go?”
“It was alright, and Durgen’s back is very warm.” At the mention of its name, the stallion made his way to us to huff on his owner’s hair in greeting.
“Oh, little rascal,” Adahlvher cooed, bringing the stallion’s face closer for a noisy forehead smooch, “you lose no chance in charming the girl, now do you?”
“I’m sure he’ll be charming the treats out of my pocket in no time at all,” I said, pushing his head out of my legs with a laugh. He obliged with a lazy grumble, moving to rest it on the horse’s chest instead. “Not a morning person, huh?”
“Creators, no. Sun has no business being out this early.” He rolls on his back with a groan, dramatically throwing an arm over his eyes. We fell in a comfortable silence, and I started thinking he went back to sleep when he cleared his throat and leaned on an elbow, the free hand rubbing the back of his neck. “Sorry.”
“Excuse me?”
“For last night.” He sat up, hands scrubbing his face in apparent frustration. “Promise I’m a better watcher than whatever nug piss you had to send bed.”
“You were sleepy, I was not. It was a fair trade. At least you caught up to some sleep you direly needed.”
“This bad, huh?”
“Swaying like a blade of grass in the wind.” He snickered when I made an exaggerated impression of his sleep depraved self, but soon his expression grew serious before speaking again.
“We don’t know how tired we are until we can lie down and rest without having one eye open in fear of an attack. Someone else having your back is a blessing.”
“Well, that’s a lot of faith in a stray you picked under a tree.”
“Our people should help each other. Plenty hard out there when everyone and their horse stare down at us for existing.” He put a smile back on his face, flinging a pebble on my boot. “Plus, found no knife to my neck when I woke, so trusting paid off.” With that, he got up, walking over to check the state of our breakfast.
“Oh, I could never. The world would grieve not seeing your eyes again. They’re too lovely.” My remark makes him laugh, but I don’t miss the pink blooming on the tip of his ears.
“If you’re trying to flatter your way into getting the juiciest bits for breakfast, congratulations.” He says, reaching me a bowl filled to the brim, “Flattery and cute smiles will get you everywhere.”
“Oh, yeah?” I ask in between bites.
“Yep. Pretty smiles will be the end of me.”
“I thought you said it would be curiosity?”
“What can I say? I’m a flawed man. By the way, how’s the coat treating you? Warmest spare I have, but this close to the mountains, the cold is harsh.”
“Awesomely so. Almost too warm at points, even. Need to find me one of those for my ears. They were intent on becoming icicles the whole night through.”
“I must have an unused ear cover I can lend; frostbite is nothing to play with, cousin of mine lost a piece of hers to it some time ago. I mean, ours not as sensitive as hers, but still not sturdy like a shem’s.” He says as he walks past me with his own bowl, giving my ear a playful flick.
I bring a hand up to protect it from further assault, and frown. Something felt wrong. Different. My fingers run over them, and I shiver when they reach a longer, abnormally sensitive, definitely not human pointed end. Oh. Figures...
With everything going on, it was bold of me to assume when he said our people; he meant us in peasants. It explained his friendliness, though. Was I an elf now? Elf blooded? Did I have vallaslin? Should I change my name? Was I still me??
I know it's late, but I'm tagging @little-lightning-lavellan and @dungeons-and-dragon-age (only if you want to 💖)
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the-dreadful-canine · 2 years
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First of all thank you v much for the tag @fiadhaisteach @emerald-amidst-gold and @oxygenforthewicked 💕 I love seeing your works 💖
Now, my contribution!
Adamant Fortress snippet, featuring a very uhhhhh... Worried Adahlvher. Elizabeth does not walk out of the Fade with the others... 👀
I'm so used to writing in first person pov it feels weird to write in 3rd, but this scene wouldn't work out any other way. I like the challenge, tho!
The fighting still rages on inside and out Adamant's walls when the rift opens once again, casting a impenetrable cloak of silence over the metallic howl of the battle. Breaths are held despite the exertion of the bodies, and exhausted eyes fill with the once fleeing hope.
The sight, then yelled news of the Inquisitor’s return from the impossible washes like a healing spell over the fortress grounds, mending shattered morales, fueling soldiers to strike down enemies with renewed, hope-borne strength.
It's not long before the enemy falls and the battered, exhausted - alive! - Inquisitor is carried to the healer's tents amidst the chorus of relieved soldiers. We will live, the dawn won't fail to break darkness. They all rejoice — all, but one.
Anxious pale eyes scan each face in the growing crowd, anguish etching deeper into every bloodied line with every second the one he searches for refuses to make herself found.
They could have not– The clattering of a staff is the only warning anyone has before the air cracks like a whip.
Ever alert, Bull is the one to react, catching the mage just as he steps out of the flare of his stepping, the death grip around his waist the only thing keeping the man from getting to the weary Inner Circle. He can't stop words, though.
"Where's Elizabeth??" Adahlvher asks, eyes frantic behind the sweat and blood slicked hair; they swirl with something other than unchecked magic as he stares down the group, blazing dangerously brighter with each averted gaze "Where. Is. My. Sister??!"
Not tagging the peeps because I'm late for the party lmao :'D
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the-dreadful-canine · 2 years
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Getting around to give my disaster kids a proper ref sheet. Elizabeth, when Resilience grabs the wheel (the only time the not-vallaslin shows up). The wolf on the corner is her least favorite form (I wonder why) to shapeshift into.
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the-dreadful-canine · 2 years
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Okay but I'm really curious about the "solas beth - cockroaches! sktch"???
USHUAHUDHUASD omg this one. Answering to @little-lightning-lavellan too because Kristi asked the same question XD
I was looking over my solas x elizabeth tag and came across this otp meme and simply couldn't ignore this part
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Solas is an inch closer to squashing bugs because once a smol bug is noticed, Elizabeth is not above shifting into a bear and hauling her beloved hobo back inside their bedroom so he can deal with the oh-so-scary cockroaches :v Yes Solas is happy to leave food out for giant spiders so he can sleep, but when it comes to smol ones that crawl under your tunic and nest inside bedrolls? Nuh uh nope go away. (it's my headcanon and I won't hear otherwise lmao)
The comic's plot is simple, the couple having a sweet moment cuddling in bed and saying silly lovey things to each other and promising they won't ever let the other face danger alone. Cue a cockroach showing up on the bedroom and both going into fight or flight mode. The scene cuts to loud crashing noises and some of the companions passing coin and gambling about what was the bug this time. Then a bear Beth holding Solas over her head, ready to throw him back in the room (before Abelas saves the day and their bedroom by calmly strolling inside with a slipper and dealing with the bug menace.)
Yes, yes my sense of humor is very refined why do you ask lol
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