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tippett-in-a-robe · 1 year ago
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Had a stupid idea in my head that I just couldn’t shake! 😅
(That’s just a random human btw)
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She knows a lot about humans, but clearly not everything! 😂
The only thing she knew about flags were how they represent countries/states n shit! XD
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qursidae · 8 months ago
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Rejoice !! The lingerie piece is done 📣
You can pay what you want here to see the N*FW version ;)
Also bonus protag reactions to their ladies:
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[Carrd 🃏]
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tippett-in-a-robe · 2 years ago
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AAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! SHE LOOKS SO ADORABLE IN YOUR STYLE!!! 🥹❤��❤️❤️
And I’m so glad that you love my ideas! It means a lot to me! 🥹
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I do not know what to write. I like how you draw dragons @penny-in-a-robe , it's Bernadette , for you. By the way, a very good idea about salons for dragons :>, continue to develop your project, you will succeed )
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barovianbunny · 5 months ago
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caught mid waltz.... uh oh!!!
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fangsandfeels · 4 months ago
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Oct 03 - Favorite Origins companion
All DA:O companions are great, but when it comes to choosing favorites, it's a draw between Morrigan and Zevran.
Morrigan is a delight to have around wherever you go. She has great banters with each party member (Stan finally "responding" to her mock flirting and leaving her sputtering had me in stitches), her dry sense of humor is impeccable, and while her advice isn't always appropriate, she can be reasoned with.
Morrigan: You should keep this Anvil, it's a powerful weapon and power is all that matters.
Grey Warden: ...So, what if I decide to use the Anvil on you?
Morrigan: You wouldn't dare!
Grey Warden: Why wouldn't I do it, if power is all that matters?
Morrigan:
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Also, she is absolutely adorable despite being dangerous and capable of verbally (and physically) annihilating you.
If you thank her for patching you and Alistair up after Ostagar, she doesn't scoff at you or say something snide. Instead, she is almost flustered, waving it off and sending you over to Flemeth. When you give her the golden mirror, almost exactly like the one Flemeth broke in Morrigan's childhood, she has no words and her first concern is that she can't give anything in return.
Despite being absolutely capable of manipulation and using everyone (including herself) for a greater goal or achieving greater power, this woman becomes absolutely flabbergasted when someone is just kind to her -- no preaching attached.
Even though she states otherwise, she absolutely can't resist feeding snacks to the Warden's dog -- and the dog loves her to bits, which is quite telling.
What is more important, being friends with her is as rewarding as being lovers - you have her trust, which is priceless. Even though she always proceeds with her goals, she is apologetic about it in the end - and you know she speaks from her heart. It takes a lot of effort to become Morrigan's friend, but in the end it's worth it.
Zevran is another companion whose friendship feels as rewarding and fulfilling as romance. When he offered Bernadette to travel together in the game finale, she found herself unable to say "no" - they both were incredibly lonely souls, with different approaches to their depression. And at the end, they understood each other more than they expected to.
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musicfeedsmysoul12 · 8 months ago
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“Just a bunch of boneless women flopping around,” she laughs, head thrown back as Emeric snarls, scolding her. Oh please, they’re dead. What’s the big deal?
It’s three years later and some change, when Bernadette Hawke is dropping to her knees, holding a body stitched together from different parts and staring at the dimming light that she knows what the big deal is.
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Teddy, as she insists people call her, has never been a serious child. Her life was much to serious already, and her dreams were scary. Laughing and playing were much more fun than being serious.
Her mother, when Teddy was a child, appreciated it. But as the girl grew and her antics never dimmed, despaired.
“Oh who is this child?” Leandra would sigh. “Please be serious dear!”
“Oh what is there to be serious about?” Giggled Teddy each time.
Malcom found it funny though at times he would sit Teddy down to remind her that jokes weren’t always funny. She hadn’t understood it. Not really.
She wouldn’t for a long time.
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Carver once told Teddy he wished her younger would fall out. He’d glared at his sister, face and neck red from the teasing Teddy gave him when she caught the boy sniffing Peaches.
“I can just heal it back on!” Teddy stuck said tongue out before running off with a laugh. She told no one about beating Peaches to an inch of her life when she caught the girl running around in Carver before healing her up, teeth bared and a hissed promise to make it worse next time.
Bethany cried and said Teddy should stop. She’d been so upset about Teddy making jokes about what the boys did behind woodsheds.
“Why?” Teddy asked. She didn’t tell anyone about how she had to make a boy seem like he’d fallen off the shed when he tried to drag her behind it.
“Bernadette!” Leandra shouted when Teddy made crass jokes about the Sisters in Lothering.
“Yes mother dear?” Teddy asked, not telling anyone she caught the sisters making the same jokes.
“Teddy, I’m sorry. Keep smiling,” Malcom told her when he had been forced to rip a demon out of his daughter and died fighting it.
She didn’t let the smile drop.
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Varric understood a good joke. He was cracking them with Teddy within days of meeting. Isabela was up for a sex joke or a flirt. Merrill was adorably confused, Aveline sighed, Anders snorted, Sebastian acted scandalized even as his eyes twinkled and Fenris was… interesting.
He’d giggle under his breath or mutter a similar joke or he would roll his eyes and…
She didn’t know. Teddy liked it though. Shared all the best jokes with him.
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“Why couldn’t you be normal. Like Carver?” Despaired Gamlen and the joke danced on her tongue only to be swallowed back.
She didn’t know.
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Jokes were calming. Jokes were funny! Jokes…
Jokes were supposed to make her smile.
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Merrill isn’t talking to her. The memory of refusing to give the tool to her, the memory of a Demon screaming in her skull… it burned. Though the elf girl was kind enough to bring food and take Bear out for a walk, the dog happy to finally move after days of being locked up, Teddy to drink to pay attention.
Fenris came by, carrying wine. They drank together.
She didn’t utter a single joke.
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Feynril was Tranquil.
Fuck.
The joke was in her mouth, it was biting her tongue. It was screaming in her head.
She swallowed.
She fucked up.
Teddy slumped, sliding down to sit on the street as the screams of the woman she failed echoed out the house.
No one said anything to her.
What was she doing?
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Mouth against mouth, skin against skin- lyirum burning in the air.
It’s a wild night. It’s a beautiful night.
It ends with him leaving and Teddy alone again. She clutches her hands to her chest and sobs.
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It’s a mistake.
No it’s not.
It is and isn’t. She likes Anders. He’s kind, he’s sweet. His mouth is so soft and Teddy is…
Teddy aches from lyrium touches and wants soft ones.
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She tells a joke while running through the Deep Roads. Anders throws his head back and laughs even as Justice rattles in his head.
Carver is sighing as Varric snickers. Isabela cackles and smiles and…
The jokes spill from her lips, with twinkling eyes and hysterical laughter that has her with her head between her knees soon enough.
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She loves Anders. Fell in love with time and care.
She loves him and forgets about the lyrium touches. These touches are better.
“Teddy,” Anders says and it feels like she flies.
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“I trust you.” Teddy says to Isabela.
It’s not enough. Teddy is not enough and she battles a man who looks down his nose at her with a sneer. Who calls her Bas and dangerous.
Teddy who watched her brother leave, not staying back to help. Leaving her to handle this on her own, who had a friend run off and not come back…
Doesn’t quite fucking care about the man.
The jokes fall and she closes her eyes as a title is granted.
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No one talks about Isabela.
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Teddy jokes again and again. She laughs more and more. Time heals, mostly.
She holds Anders hand and smiles.
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Merrill smashes the mirror.
Teddy makes no jokes.
Blood Magic has been their argument for years. Teddy can’t stand it, the Demon never far from her mind. And then… and then…
“Mother!”
She feels for the girl, takes her into her arms and hugs.
But she’s glad it’s broken.
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She works with Meredith even as her skin crawls. She gets dragged to help the Qunari and she vomits, feeling disgusted. (Bas, a head thrown at her feet, a sneer.)
Anders asks her to trust him and she does.
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Fenris sister dies and Teddy sits with him, listening.
He’s broken. He’s tired. He’s not okay.
“You are the finest mage I know,” he says and his eyes…
She looks away as lyrium fills her mind.
That is in the past.
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She drops her staff as the Chantry explodes. She stares up at the sky as Anders speaks. She looks at him, mouth dropping open.
“Why?”
“It is Justice.”
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Teddy doesn’t joke much anymore.
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jpriest85-blog · 30 days ago
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While I haven't played Dragon Age The Veilgaurd yet I already have my first Rook in mind. An albino Qunari Mourn Watch Rook, Bernadette Ingellvar. While a tall pale horned figure walking among the graves looks omious at first, Bernadette is actually quite chipper, and baby faced. Partly because she's actually quite young, Bernie had just turned 18 when she fought in the War of Banners, and she's got these big doe eyes. Hence the modern family inspired meme were Solas compars Bernadette to a baby Halla (whice tbh she does kind of look like one considering her pale complexion, horns, and big Bambi eyes)
Bernadette: I have edge.
Solas: You really don't. You are litteraly the most wide-eyed Qunari I've ever seen. You have the face of a Halla fawn.
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pixiedust111 · 6 months ago
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My second TBBT cast video is up 😁! Don't forget to watch!
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clownkure · 1 year ago
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I thought I'd post my new dnd character and someone linked to his backstory here. Im really happy with how all of it turned out aaa!!!
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Silvereye is the dnd character, to be clear. He's a pirate who can't keep a crew very long. Usually because one leaves the other, both happen a lot.
Bernadette is more of a secret. But she's the one who killed him after a small fling, reasons unknown. Probably because he was a dick.
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tippett-in-a-robe · 9 months ago
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Cats make anyone’s day better…
💛🧡💛🧡
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swerveable · 2 years ago
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Dragon age companions or advisors as SKids!
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qursidae · 1 year ago
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I got pneumonia 😢 So I haven't had the energy/time for any art lately, therefore this years b-day piece is just gonna be a amelliana sketch (Cause I thought about them earlier and listened to their playlist)
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bana-ki-art · 2 years ago
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I do not know what to write. I like how you draw dragons @penny-in-a-robe , it's Bernadette , for you. By the way, a very good idea about salons for dragons :>, continue to develop your project, you will succeed )
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barovianbunny · 9 months ago
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digital isn't my strong suit rn but heyy
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fangsandfeels · 4 months ago
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Oct 09 - Favorite Awakenings companion
Nathaniel Howe, mostly because of how much flavor it added to the Bernadette’s story and how their characters bounced off each other.
In a way, Bernadette held back when she cut down just Howe (and the guards and mercenaries protecting him). Because, oh boy, she WANTED to do much worse. She wanted to do the same to everything Howe could potentially hold dear, from the woman he fucked to the sons he sired. She wanted to make it all crash and burn before his eyes, so the last moments of his life would be spent in complete and utter suffering. It’s not that she decided she was above it – she just knew her priorities and that she didn’t have that much time. And then, seeing Rendon Howe lamenting his fate with his final breath made her realize he wouldn’t probably care about his wife and children in the first place. He only cared about himself – and she took that away from him.
So, when she came face to face with his very angry son, accusing her of Howe’s murder and even trying to excuse the massacre of her family, Bernadette took a very deep breath…and told Nathaniel to gather whatever heirlooms he came for and get the fuck out. Rendon paid for the life of Couslands with his own, and she was done with the Howes. Nathaniel was to either accept it or make another assassination attempt and probably die trying. As a Grey Warden, Bernadette was well aware that she wasn’t to die of an old age anyways – and she won’t spend the time she has left afraid of every shadow and hiding behind executions. She’d give Nathaniel something his father never gave her family – a fighting chance. Whether he’d take that chance or use his newly gained freedom to disappear, she didn’t care.
Needless to say, when Nathaniel did reemerge, restless and begging her to make him a Grey Warden, Bernadette was taken aback. At first, she even considered his plea to be some kind of a ruse, to get close to her, but when he didn’t hesitate even during the Joining, she realized she doesn’t know what to make of him anymore. She still expected him to nurture some kind of a vengeance plot – after all, during her Joining, she did promise to herself that if the ritual doesn't kill her, she will have her revenge.
But as they worked together and fought by each other's side, Bernadette discovered that sometimes apples do fall very far from the trees. She came to actually respect Nathaniel and at some point stopped seeing him as his father’s extension – given how little Rendon had to do with Nathaniel's upbringing.
Seeing him unveil the truth about Howe’s deeds and grow shocked didn’t even brought her satisfaction – instead, she realized, she felt sad for Nathaniel too. Not only Howe screwed her and Fergus over, but he also made life much harder for his own children, caring little for the outcomes they will have to face.
Experiencing that sadness was…liberating in some way. Albeit, Bernadette never forgave and will never forgive Rendon Howe, when his own son renounced him, Rendon’s legacy got buried even deeper into oblivion.
And, finally, the numbness she carried inside, was replaced with the feeling of peace.
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cappa-cappa · 1 year ago
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Party tokens/portraits I made for my current campaign, which is a fun little Curse of Strahd run lol
So far it’s been a lot of jokes and then lying to each other and NPCs uwu
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