#talkin bout dragon age

[shesgonnachangetheworld]

got tagged by @inquisitor-julia to use this dollmaker and make your OCs, so I did two of my DA OCs (Luna Amell and Kiera Hawke)

tagging @persephinae if you feel like it, and anyone else who sees this and also feels like it

[katsukiizmoon]

Desc: Talkin’ bout Katsuki while you’re pregnant & when you have a daughter

No cause now all I can think about is katsuki with a daughter :( everyone Shutup I’m usually more immune to baby fever but oh god…. >:( katsuki needs to give me a baby girl

I can go into details and I will

Buys a giant wardrobe for her before she’s even born. Has custom made dynamight baby clothes made just for her.

Reads every parenting book known to man and has a binder of development notes!! This man has written down everything from how to cure baby gas to the best learning tools and methods for little ones

Makes freezer prep meals for when you’re post-partum and struggling ! Soup cubes, one pan sheet meals, instant pot dinners, the works. He makes frozen mandu (Korean dumplings) for an easy snack.

SLATHERS you in Shea butter and bio oil throughout your pregnancy, giving you rubs up and down all the time

Begins impulse buying childrens books and toys any time he steps into a store

Your home now has an entire room dedicated to the items he had either BUILT or BOUGHT for your child. Shelves are secured to the wall, filled with every book and pack of flash cards he’s purchased

Lays her down on his chest for quick naps with dragon tales on, humming to soothe her to avoid hics and sniffs from his beloved baby

Calls her “angel” for the longest time but here’s a list of other nicknames he uses: “squirt” , “shithead” , “princess” , “little spark”

Has the baby’s footprints stamped on thick cardstock for every two months she grows, until she hits a year. At a year he begins doing it every 6 months.

Starts teaching her to bake early on, all their favorite treats. They sit afterwards and eat to their hearts content until she inevitably knocks out on his chest watching Disney movies

Let’s her paint his nails as soon as she’s old enough. When she hits an age where it’s appropriate, they begin getting matching pedicures with you every month

Also post partum he spends time fixing you warm baths to soak in and love yourself in, while he holds the little one and makes dinner

Also also when you’re pregnant he literally has a brand new toilet installed to help you so you won’t need a peri bottle as much when you go to the bathroom :(((

Bathroom? Stocked with everything you can imagine. Tiny fridge for your padsicles? Check. Adult diapers? Check. Stool softener? Check. Baby wipes? Check! Anything you need, is stocked to the brim

Makes it mandatory that for the first 7 days of your little one’s life, only you and him will be around the baby. No visitors pressuring you, none of that. He plans the entire week in advance and tries to account for how tired you’ll be. The first thing he tells you to do when you get home is to get some sleep, and you do.

Calls his mom for help when you’re both a little too stressed and has her watch the baby in the play room so the two of you can have an hour nap

Takes you out to different attractions every week and/or has a “mommy day” planned each week to help lessen the chance of post partum depression

I just truly think he’d worship the ground yoj walked on and pave the way for her. He’d tell her how much he loves her every day. I bet he even puts a mild lavender lotion on her before she sleeps to help her rest and relax.

When she’s a newborn and going through the phase of refusing sleep, he gets you in bed and rocks her in the rocking chair until she’s asleep. He also demands the baby SHARE a room with you until she gets to at least 7-8 months. Baby cameras everywhere. Everything is baby proof. If you think it isn’t, it is.

When I die, The first thing I’m doing is having katsuki knock me up so we can live a happy life with a little one.

[bewilderedbunny]

Line cook Eddie part 3!

Hi friends! I was not expecting to write this so soon after part 2, but I'm rolling with it. Hope you enjoy it!! 💖 (the word counter I used says this is 666 words, thought that was cute) Flirty fluff, light sexual innuendo, cursing, sort of a bit of angst but not really. Eddie x fem!reader but feel free to switch the pronouns if you'd like ☺️ I had to include ABBA in this because I am a Mamma Mia! fan first and a human being second.

Credit to @delishlydelightfuldividers for the divider 💕

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4

During a morning shift, a middle-aged man comes into the diner. He's a bit quiet but polite. He has his "please and thank yous" down pat. You check up on him during his meal and ask how everything is.

"Wonderful, my compliments to the chef." he says.

You smile and say, "He'll be so excited to hear that."

The older man looks up at you and says, "I would mention to him to cut back on the salt a bit. He has done a number on my blood pressure enough as it is." as he says that you feel an arm wrap around your shoulder.

"Hey pops. Was my girl good to you?"

You realize this must be Wayne, Eddie doesn't talk about him often but when he does it's with adoration.

"She was great. It's good to put a face to the name since you're always talkin' 'bout her."

Eddie laughs, a little too loud and you giggle at the pink on his cheeks.

One day during your break you step outside to get some fresh air. You can hear Eddie talking to someone near the dumpster.

"You like that, sweetheart? Look at you. You're just the cutest thing I've ever seen." Your heart aches, aren't you supposed to be the cutest thing he's ever seen? You know he's a big flirt with everyone, but you thought you were special. You quietly creep around the corner and when you finally see him you want to cry. He's squatted behind the dumpster feeding chicken to a scruffy little cat while rubbing its back. It's not even scraps from a customer's meal, this son of a bitch cooked a chicken breast for a kitten who, upon further inspection, reminds you of Wayne with its greyish fur and blue eyes.

He walks you to your car after your shift. He started doing it one night the two of you were working and hasn't stopped. Even when you're leaving before him, he walks you out and then goes back inside.

"I'm in a band, y'know?" He says, drying silverware. He's facing you and has his hip pressed against the counter.

"Oh yeah? An ABBA cover band?" You joke.

"How'd you guess? We do a cover of "Chiquitita" that'll knock your socks off."

You stop rinsing cutlery and look at him.

"I know you're kidding, but I love that song."

"Yeah?" He says, turning away from you. He's known it's your favorite for weeks. You were humming throughout your shift once and he spent the following day at the record store trying to figure out what song it was. He eventually went up to an employee and hummed it to them until they could help him find it. He bought the goddamn ABBA record.

You lightly flick him with water and he acts like you've just waterboarded him, stumbling around and gasping for breath. He reaches toward the faucet and flicks you back, he throws more water than you had and you gasp, "You're getting me wet!" His eyes get huge and he starts to giggle. When you realize why you giggle right along with him.

You come in for your dinner shift one day and notice a stack of papers at the register. You pick one up and see a sketch of a fire-breathing dragon. The dragon is guarding various food items like pancakes, milkshakes, burgers, and fries. All of the papers are copies of this drawing and next to the stack, there is an old box of crayons. You ask your coworker what this is, and she says Eddie brought them in this morning to give kids something to entertain themselves with while they wait for their food. You can't wait to hand them out and you save any colored in pages for the next time you have a shift together so you can show him what a hit they were.

Thanks for reading 🥞💖

[emmyllou]

B J U 😊

B - A pairing–platonic, romantic or sexual–that you initially didn’t consider, but someone changed your mind.

(talkin' bout JS&MN here): Anything other than Johnsquared, to be honest! I thought there was interesting potential in Johnsquared and I was delighted to see it was so popular when I first joined the fandom, but I didn't consider all of the wonderful possibilities other than that one specific ship. I'm going to say TomJohn because 1. it is such a niche ship that the fact that anyone has considered it is astounding and I will forever be in awe of Alex's brain for thinking it up, and 2. it's a fave now =)

J - Name a fandom you didn’t think about until you saw it all over Tumblr. (You don’t have to care about it or follow it; it just has to be something that Tumblr made you aware of.)

SAS Rogue Heroes. Maybe you've seen that one gifset? Yeah. That. Also The Magnus Archives! I saw some artwork of it and was intrigued. I've started listening to it at work and I'm really enjoying it. I love the spooks and the mystery.

U - Three favorite characters from three different fandoms, and why they’re your favorites.

Oh no do I even have three fandoms oh no. John Segundus from JS&MN! He's the cinnamon roll he's the guy who asks inconvenient questions he's so polite he's a drenched kitten. I want to feed him soup (I don't care how much he wants beefsteaks he's getting soup) and listen to him ramble about magic. I think there's a lot of potential for exploring hidden depths (Ed) and how the events of canon have shaped him.

Leliana from Dragon Age: Origins! I love how she came to her faith in a roundabout and disastrous way, and how other members of the Chantry turned against her after she talks about her visions. And even after being constantly rejected and threatened by the people she loves, despite the personal danger she's in, she still just wants to help people in a world about to be overwhelmed by darkness. Ahhh I just love her. Also she (and Zevran, from the same game!) is one of the first characters I... read? experienced? saw featured in a piece of media I enjoyed? who is canonically bisexual and actually talks about her attraction to multiple genders. Redheaded lockpicking devout spymaster queen.

Kim Secretan from Will Darling Adventures! Honestly I could say, like, all the characters from WDA (Maisie ILU) but I'm focusing on Kim here because I feel like he goes through so much growth. He's a very different person at the end of the series, which is good because hoo boy he's kind of awful in a lot of ways at the beginning. It feels very earned, though. He acknowledges the ways he hurts people and chooses to do better, even though it's hard and he isn't sure he can do it. That's great I love that.

Thank you for asking =)

[miscellaneousjay]

AS👏🏾 SHE👏🏾 FUCKIN👏🏾 SHOULD👏🏾! That bitch was gonna sell her back into slavery if it meant her plan was gonna go smoothly. Talkin bout “I knew you would escape”…as if that made shit better!😤 Like, if Miriam didn’t escape, then what?! For both of them to have been traumatized the way that have been and both of them moving through the world based on said traumas, for Hira to straight STAB our girl through the front like that was triflin and, if I was Miriam, I woulda took that scarf off and lit it on fire in Hira’s face!

P.S. I need them to drop a “Dragon Age: Absolution” RPG in this style! It would be so cute and I’m also certain that it would be the game that has me splurging on a Switch.🤓

Miriam & Hira’s scarf 1.01 || 1.06

[lesenbyan]

Yanno for a series that hates dwarves and elves, dragon age's best written characters, imo, are dwarves and elves

[veiljumpernyssa]

💗💋 for Nyssa!

Sorry it took me so long to answer this, I forgot about it xP

💗 What would your OC say is their best feature? Why? What do their friends / family / lover(s) / people they know think is their best feature and why?

Nyssa would say hir best feature is hir hair and tbqh I don’t blame hir

look at those curls. Zie’s not vain about anything else except hir hair, even though it’s an absolute pain in the ass to maintain but zie would rather cut hir arm off than cut hir hair.

Here’s what hir friends/family/lover has to say about it:

Varric/Iron Bull/Dorian - “The hair.”

Her brother, Amias - “The hair."

Fenris - “Lips. Eyes.” (pause) “Hair.”

💋 How affectionate are they with their friends? Their family? Their romantic partner(s) (if they have any)? Are they more physical or emotional when it comes to displaying their affection? Why?

Nyssa’s a moderately affectionate person; zie tends to display about the same affection between friends, family and romantic partners. It’s mostly physical. Words come easy to them in most other situations but romantic or emotional, or when it matters.

As an example, Nyssa and Fenris got along pretty easily and zie had no trouble showing physical affection fairly early on. I think it comes from most of hir romantic partners being flings; a consequence of living a life constantly on the road. But when he showed up at Skyhold and things began to get serious, suddenly zie was on the backfoot and struggling with the idea of something more permanent.

[courtanie]

I have been running around with Cole for about ten+ hours now just waiting for him to comment on my romance with Bull

And I was finally rewarded

And I am soooo happy

[kurogane-redfox]

Transformative was ONE way to describe what his magic was doing to the Dragon. He didn't complain about the pain or anything to anyone, even Juvia was unaware of just what changes were going on with him and he intended on keeping it that way. At her admitting that she'd only recently discovered that Juvia was her sister he'd merely nod. It made sense, since the years he'd known Juvia she'd never once spoken about having a sister, or any family for that matter.

"Juv never mentioned anythin' 'bout havin' a sister so I'm gonna guess that ya didn't know one another existed,"

Admittedly, the Dragon knew a lot about Juvia prior to joining Phantom Lord, because she'd told him about it. He never mentioned anything she said to him in confidence though, if it wasn't his story to tell he'd never speak of it, even if he was being tortured.

"Well, hopefully ya didn't believe everythin' she said, she sometimes hypes me up to be this great person, but I don't think I'm all that great, personally."

He'd done a LOT for not only Magnolia but the world as a whole, so he was actually a really great person. He just didn't SEE it that way. not knowing the things he knew, and not having done the things Jose had made him do. Sure, they weren't his choice but he'd still done them. He'd done a lot of terrible things for that man and he hated himself for doing them.

"What was Juv like when we were younger? Well... at first she was kinda scared of me, because so many people got mad at her for bringin' the rain. I was the first one who didn't. I just stood next to her and talked to her for a bit."

He'd rub his chin, thinking back like this was nice, but also a bit strange. He'd met Juvia when they were both between the ages of nine and eleven. She'd looked sad so he'd talked to her. It was shortly after that, that he joined Phantom Lord. They quickly formed a bond though it was never allowed to be seen while Jose was around, since the bastard hated happiness.

"When I wound up joinin' Phantom Lord, Juv was already a member. We'd met a couple years before that and she'd remembered me. She tended to talk 'bout herself in the third person a lot back then, and focused on honin' her magic."

He'd never judged her for what she did though. She did it for herself, he knew she learned waterbody as a means to protect herself and he was honestly glad she had. She was amazing in many ways and he still admired her even now.

"Juv was always 'lone unless I was there with her, most of the others avoided her due to her magic making it rain all the time. Rain has never bothered me, so I spent any free time I had talkin' to her."

He'd look at Rayne again, ruby eyes taking in her appearance. She did look a lot like Juvia and her scent was pretty similar, though, not the same. Which was to be expected. Even identical twins had different scents below the surface one.

"Yer welcome to ask me 'bout certain things ya wanna know so I ain't just talkin' yer ear off 'bout Juv."

༄ ❚❙❘ She was quick to wave off his apology. She was learning more and more about dragon slayers and how transformative the magic seemed to be. Regardless, being in the outside world had her getting use to the odd behaviors of many around her. From growing up so sheltered, it was certainly a learning curve, but a pleasant one.

     ❝Yup, didn't even know it until recently honestly.❞ It was probably odd to all those in the guild that she had suddenly appeared. It was something to laugh about now, seeing as it took them little time gain the sibling bond. Catching up on what was quite literally a life time seemed so easily done between the two of them.

     Rayne socializing with others was a different story. Yet, she would take this conversation as a good step forward. She dropped her hand, satisfied with herself on getting a good proper meeting out of the way. Especially someone who was rather close to her sister. Now that her nerves were out of the way, she felt a new sense of comfort in conversing.

     ❝I did hear about you, admittedly all from Juvia.❞ Which raised a new opportunity for her. ❝But now I get to hear from you! What was she like way back when?❞ From her understanding, he knew Juvia the longest, which meant he had stories that others might not.

[heylinfanclub]

People who agree DNI hfksks

Someone: this thing is my original species do not steal

Thing: normal animal mixed with fantasy animal (not even vastly different creatures).

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[shesgonnachangetheworld]

realized that by now there might be people already playing dragon age: the veilguard. so for the record i'm going to wait a little bit on it (for a myriad of irl reasons) so i've got it in the blacklist to avoid spoilers. have fun, don't kill each other, see you on the other side, etc etc

[33skeletons]

This is a list of all the people currently available

If this blog gains any real traction, I’ll add more... but until then, I don’t want to get too carried away until I’m 100% sure that the effort is worth it. I hope y’all understand

Name: Deydra Age: 18 Likes: ice cream, yaoi, drawing, roleplay dislikes: rude people, coffee, people putting words in her mouth, XP, Punk Bio: She’s in an open relationship with Scruff. she’s mute, but doesn’t know sign language, so she communicates via charades. She’s a low key perv, but tends to feign innocence.

Name: Friday Age: 22 Likes: flirting, coffee, making people flustered Dislikes: tea.... that stuff’s too mild, spicy food..... are you fucking insane!?! Bio: This tall drink of water is not for the feint of heart. He knows all the right buttons to push to reduce you to a blushing puddle. He has a goofy sense of humor and will often make a complete fool of himself just to make people at least crack an amused smile.

Name: Manga Age: 24 Likes: being pampered, the finer things in life Dislikes: getting dirty, being treated like a commoner Bio: This Miss Priss is a purebred with a pedigree. She believes herself to be an aristocrat and deems those of lower standard to be “plebian filth” and below her. Quick witted with a sharp tongue to boot, she’s not the nicest person to be around unless you can meet her high standards.... or give her a bottle of fancy ketchup. She has a weakness for tough guys that can match her mental capacity and hold intricate conversation with her.

Name: Punk Age: 32 Likes: What’s it to ya? Dislikes: Like you’d like ta know! Bio: he’s quite stand-off-ish and likes to keep people at arms length as much as he possibly can. He gets along with very few people and likes to shroud himself in mystery, the less you know, the better for him. He’s a wild card that enjoys throwing people for a loop at every turn.

Name: Scruff Age: 19 Likes: protecting Deydra, spicy food, tea, cuddles Dislikes: sushi, bone broth Bio: he and Deydra are in an open relationship. He cares more about Deydra than his own life. He’s a tad stand-off-ish towards anyone he doesn’t know. He tends to act as a translator for Deydra when someone doesn’t understand what she’s trying to say. All the scars on his face and his gold fangs are all from fighting to keep Deydra out of harm’s way. Wherever Deydra goes, Scruff is never very far.

Name: XP Age:15 Likes: destruction, being an asshole, getting what he wants Dislikes: being told no, having to be nice, things he destroys being fixed Bio: This edgy teen just wants the world to burn. He strives to hurt people any way he can and often ends up getting beaten senseless by Scruff when he targets Deydra. Being an Error Nightmare, he can use both Error strings and Nightmare tentacles to bring about destruction and pain, though he normally keeps the tentacles hidden as not to instantly rouse suspicion from his targets seeing as most actively avoid Nightmares, but are okay with Errors, though he can’t hide the goop that covers his right eye, which gives away his other half if anyone’s attentive enough to put two and two together in time

Name: Hokori Age: 23 Likes: food, blood, peanuts Dislikes:..... meh Bio: With his hood up, he appears to be a Dust Sans, but with his hood down it reveals a large gash in his skull and allows him to pass as your average Horror Sans. He’s volatile and unpredictable, but the fastest way to this skeleton’s proverbial heart is lots of food. He’s a bottomless pit with an insatiable apatite. If he’s out on a killing spree and has decided to target you, your best bet at escaping is to toss a handful of some kind of small, easily scattered snack such as peanuts. He’ll stop and start picking up and eating whatever you threw like James Woods from Family Guy. He’s also a bit of a perv once he’s deemed you not worth the energy of killing.

Name: Calibri (left) Age: 21 Likes: shredding sick riffs on her guitar, rapping, beating the snot out of assholes that need a checkup with karma Dislikes: Assholes, people calling her fat... I’m a queen with more curves than you know how to handle!!! get it right, fuckers!!! Bio: This badass, bodacious babe is one of Gears’s twin daughters. She’s got a sailor’s mouth with an alcohol tolerance to match. She’s hot-headed, but also mediates when her sister Chiller is too angry to see straight and starts edging too close to the line when putting her foot down. Calibri is sexy and she knows it with a ride or die attitude. She don’t need no man to take care of her, no sir! She’s perfectly capable of paying her own tab and fighting off a group of thugs that don’t know how to take no for an answer! She, her sister, and her mom can play Through The Fire And Flames on their guitars. Name: Chiller (right) Age: 21 Likes: playing guitar with her sister Calibri and mother Gears, reading Dungeons and Dragons books Dislikes: movie adaptations of books, live action adaptations of animations, assholes, being angry Bio: Chiller’s a badass babe in her own right. She survived being hooked up to a car battery and has the scars to prove it. She’s a lesbian and proud, and prefers taking on the dominant role in a relationship. Her pain tolerance is incredibly high. She enjoys hip hop, interpretive and break dancing, and is one heck of an archer with nearly dead shot aim. She’s normally stoic and very blunt with her words, preferring to only speak when necessary. She’s a natural born pack alpha.

Name: Sparkle Age: 41 Likes: anything sweet, bright colors, J-pop, K-pop Dislikes: anything bitter, having to get violent, seeing others get hurt Bio: she may look all sunshine and rainbows, but she can punch like a freight train and sometimes forgets her own strength. She suffers from hypoglycemia and has to keep sweets and candy on her person if she leaves the house, though she will gladly share them if you ask. She enjoys baking, and can often times be found doing just that out of boredom, not that anyone has been complaining. She may appear frail, but she can tank hits like a champ so long as said hits don’t come from a sharp object or gunshot. Her twin sister is Shade. She has a problem with producing more magic than her body can handle, so her sister comes in handy for that issue.

Name: Shade Age: 41 Likes: star gazing, dark colors, bitter and robust flavors, Evanescence (she knows all of their songs by heart) Dislikes: sweets, bright light, satanists Bio: Miss Doom And Gloom here is a wiccan highly skilled in her practice. She has the ability to leech magic from other monsters because she has no magic of her own to use, so she uses the magic of others, though mostly the excess magic her sister overproduces. She doesn’t enjoy getting her hands dirty in a fight,.... good thing she wears gloves! She’s rather soft spoken, but make no mistake, she has an outside voice and will not hesitate to use it if someone’s getting on her nerves. She mostly uses defensive magic to protect others, though she knows attack spells purely for the defense of herself and others should it be absolutely necessary. She also knows basic healing magic, though she can only heal minor injuries.

Name: Aiden Age: 40 Likes: pain, meat, grunge and screamo Dislikes: pop music, allergy season, Bio: This sharp toothed masochist ADORES pain, both receiving and inflicting. She got so mad once, she ruined her voice, so now she sounds like she smokes a pack a day. She’s very fast, agile, and super flexible since she’s double jointed EVERYWHERE!!! She has three rows of those razor teeth and a tongue which is so long it can act as an extra limb, which she enjoys showing off to freak people out via picking up objects such as cups, keys, pencils, and even going so far as to balance on it. She has very bad allergies, so she smells by flicking her tongue out like a reptile. Her spit and other bodily fluids are highly acidic. She’s normally chill, but it’s still obvious she’s a bit unhinged.

Name: Gears Age: 40 Likes: hot sauce, children, playing his acoustic guitar, working on cars, blacksmithing, learning new things Dislikes: sitting still for too long, sweets, water, cold, rude people, being alone Bio: Gears is a country boy that enjoys staying in top physical shape and keeping his hands and mind busy at every chance he gets. He’s just as strong as Sparkle, but slower. He has fire magic that when not fighting to keep others safe, he uses to forge metal as a freelance blacksmith. He carries a ridiculously enormous wrench forged from the hardest metal known to man that he uses as a melee weapon. Fire doesn’t harm him, but water sure as heck does (but he can drink things like koolaid and soda and be perfectly fine... just no water on it’s own or saline solution)!!! He bleeds ferrofluid, which he can manipulate, harden, and liquify at will as a last resort in a fight or to keep his injuries from deterring him too badly. He’s a bit of a himbo, but not as dumb... he just has his moments where “me brain am no werk so gud” and it’s evident when he starts having Freudian Slips in whatever he’s trying to say or his response to a question is “uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhm...... wait one...... run that by me again?”. Gears was around during the great human monster war, which in his AU the humans sealed them in the mountain, but chased them till they were backed against the barrier, but the monsters hit a massive stroke of good luck and managed to take back the underground with the help of Frisk. Being a war veteran that has seen things no one should ever have to, he suffers from PTSD. Gears has a soft spot for children, and will often babysit for others if they ask.

Name: Sketch Age: 40 Likes: drawing, painting, coloring, blood, sketching,..... what? Dislikes: ......... what were we talkin bout? Bio: Sketch is an unhinged scatterbrained clutz of an aspiring artist.... with a dark side. She’s a low-key sadist that’s developed a taste for blood. Once you piss her off, stopping her is like trying to stop the Doom Guy.... just... stay out of her warpath and pray to whoever you pray to that you’re not the one she’s storming towards. She’s a MASSIVE perv and will openly stare at whatever she sees that she likes a little too much, even known to get handsy when the person doesn’t take the hint. She often loses track of important things like her phone, keys, ect and loses her train of though every now and then or feigns it to skillfully dodge questions and conversations she’d rather not be having.

Name: Rave Age: 42 Likes: singing, dancing, fashion and most importantly BOOOOOOOYYYYYS~ Dislikes: ..... depends on the situation, really~ Bio: A flamboyantly gay vigilante is also a medic with powerful healing magic. Rave is fleet of foot and deathly quiet when sneaking up on someone and with enough stamina to outrun most of his targets. His weapon of choice is a glowstick staff. Wanna hear what he sounds like? Go to youtube and look up any nightcore male version of any Ke$ha song and that’s what he sounds like. Rave likes looking hot AF and can frequently be found rocking women’s punk, pop and grunge style clothing and looking damn good in it and some eyeshadow, eyeliner, and mascara. He prides himself in keeping himself as healthy and fit as he possibly can at all times. He unironically likes pumpkin spice anything, peppermint bark lattes, and kale chips. 

Name: Dante Age: 42 Likes: children, Italian food, guns, cigars, wine, bourbon, being a wise guy mobster, Helping others.... so long as they help someone else in return that is.... sorta like.... paying for the person behind you in a drive thru where it starts a chain reaction of people paying for the next person’s meal..... little acts of kindness make the world go round, y’know.... and I’m a charitable man. Dislikes: rude people, having to go “Melancholy”, Bio: This Mafiatale Ganz (GZTale Sans) is the don of his own mafia that deal in guns, alcohol, and providing protection to those who come to him on the day of his sister's daughter's son's niece's nephew's grandmother's sister's wedding-..... pffffft hahaha!!! Just kidding! He has no blood relatives besides his brother Leon, but this group of people (everyone in the two pictures above this) are like.... illegitimate family.... adoptive you could say. Dante’s great with kids. He and Gears are the best at babysitting and often work together to help lost children find their families again when they’re out and about. Dante enjoys giving back to the community as much as he possibly can, even spending his free time doing volunteer work and donating funds to the city. When Dante gets a custom order on a gun, he has Gears forge it for him and focuses on the fine details, dip dying, engraving and making custom bullets to match.

Name: Anomaly Age: immortal, frozen at age 23 Likes: helping others, traveling to other AUs, fruity alcohol, karaoke, JAPANESE FOOD!!! Dislikes: spicy food, beer, celery, mushrooms, country music Bio: Anomaly has ben around for god knows how long. They are bigender. They have wings and horns (cause They’re a fallen angel) but prefers to hide them away. 40 years ago, they decided to create their own AU as a safe haven for anyone trying to escape danger, though danger seems to find their little safe haven more than they’d like to admit. It was around this time they discovered forgotten AUs and ones being destroyed or deleted and decided to try to rescue as many people from them as they could, bringing them back to populate their AU Crossroads, aptly named due to it being a meltingpot of the multiverse and still growing in size and population to this day. The 9 skeletons listed above were the first 9 they ever rescued and they became like their own kids. They’re a goofball, but make Them mad and you’ll feel their wrath! Skilled in a multitude of weapons and fighting styles, they’re a formidable force of nature. They can shift between male and female at will, though they prefer their female form due to them being able to fit in smaller spaces, being lighter weight, and being able to doe eye and bat their eyelashes out of most situations.... plus free drinks at the local bar on Thursdays.

Name: Eros Age: 19 Likes: long walks on the beach, cuddles, his family, oreos Dislikes: rainy days, confrontation (cause it makes people afraid of him) Bio: This 10ft tall, frightening behemoth is actually Aiden’s son! Out of all the second generation, he’s the youngest of the adults, but the most responsible of the four boys, often being the voice of reason amongst them, especially when it comes to the well being of children around his idiotic cousins Etch and Scribble and often being the one to get little ZJ to listen to what he’s told by telling him going to bed on time and eating vegetables will make him grow up big and strong like him. He’s actually a little on the shy side and very humble, only hamming things up around ZJ and other small children present. He suffers from early onset arthritis and has to take medication for it to keep his joints from locking up and grinding together, but he doesn’t let it hold him down. He and his uncle Gears work out together because it helps his aching bones and because Gears turns it into fun little challenges for him to keep him going with it instead of giving up.

Name: Etch Age: 21 (but a few months younger than Chiller and Calibri) Likes: mEmEs!!!, weed, being annoying, prank wars Dislikes: being forgotten, being ignored, pain (has a very low pain tolerance) Bio: One of Sketch’s sons and Scribble’s twin brother. He’s just very lonely and wants people to pay attention to him to stave off being alone for as long as he can... whether said attention is positive or negative. When no one pays attention to him or there’s no one to keep his thoughts from wandering to dark places, he steals his brother’s weed stash and gets high... which his brother hates because Etch could easily go to a doctor and get his own prescribed to him, but Etch fears the doctor’s office more than death and adamantly refuses to go, even hiding or running away at the mere mention of it. Etch tried to get a tattoo once.... he went into it screaming like a badass Viking, but before they could even roll up his sleeve to start, he ran out blubbering like a baby. He’s the most irresponsible one in the entire family and is always the one to cause major problems because of a bad idea he thought was good at the time. He ends up in bad situations a lot and finds himself with the wrong crowd more often than not, but lucky for him he has a family full of badasses that come to bail him out of any situation before he ends up hurt too badly.

Name: Scribble Age: 21 (but a few months younger than Chiller and Calibri) Likes: memes, weed, hanging around Etch, Eros and ZJ, cuddles Dislikes: when Etch steals his weed, when Etch gets into trouble, pain (another with very low pain tolerance, looky there! But he has literally no tolerance for pain.... he screamed when he got those piercings)  Bio: Scribble suffers from anxiety and clinical depression and was prescribed marijuana to treat it. He and his brother were home schooled after freshman year of high school due to Etch pissing off the entire football team and them all ambushing the brothers in the locker room after gym class and um... let’s just say Etch got over it and Scribble still fears .....backdoor intimacy after what the football team did to them. Scribble is unable to protect himself and is a firm believer in pacifism. In times of battle, Scribble acts as a messenger, able to write notes in magic ink that can only be seen by it’s intended recipients. He normally just rolls with whatever Etch is doing or does what he’s told to avoid a conflict.

Name: Spritle Age: 20 Likes: Cheesy romance, dark humor and morbid jokes, rainy days Dislikes: removing her death touch nullifying necklace, people sexualizing her right off the bat, people underestimating her because of her appearance Bio: This brightly colored reaper girl is one of Sparkle’s daughters. She prefers to blend into the background and not be the center of attention if she can help it. Yes, her freckles are rainbow colors. She’s more on the proper side like her aunt Shade and enjoys a relationship if it’s not centered around perversion. She’d rather spend the day cuddled up on the couch watching disney movies, eating pizza and sharing a drink with two straws. She really likes nostalgic and retro things like 50′s diners and drive in movies. If you’re with her and intend on asking her out, doing old school gestures like laying your jacket over a puddle so she won’t step in it is the quickest way to win her over.

Name: Pixie Age: 19 Likes: when any guy is interested in her, when soon to be reaped souls try to run from her sister (It gives her something to do), sushi Dislikes: When people think she’s a child because of her nearly flat chest and high pitches voice, How her big sister has a bigger bust than her (Sprilte: Hey, if I could switch with you, I would! These things hurt my back!) Bio: Sparkle’s youngest daughter. Her father was an ErrorFellSwap Papyrus. She works with her sister as a chaser. Her job is to chase after, disarm and detain souls that refuse to be reaped when their time comes via trying to fight death or outrun it and thus trying to fight/run away from Spritle. Pixie is the first ever chaser on record and was the one who proposed the idea to the reaper council to keep reapers from tearing their bodies up to do their job. Chasers can be identified by a little white cross on their clothing or accessories and are required to be fast runners and ferocious fighters. Pixie has the speed and ferocity of a FellSwap Papyrus and is able to use her error strings to easily take weapons from your hands and tie you up to await the cold bite of Spritle’s scythe or claw blades. Pixie enjoys puzzles, her favorite being rubix cubes.

Name: ZJ Age: 4 Likes: coloring, playing outside, hanging out with the older boys, spending time with uncle Gears and uncle Dante, when his momma reads to him, hide and seek, COOKIES, CAKE AND CANDY!!! Dislikes: When people are mean and hurt others, vegetables, bed time Bio: Shade’s adopted son. ZJ is shy, yet a hyperactive ball of energy that likes to hang around with Etch, Scribble, and Eros. He has wisdom beyond his years thanks to his mother reading college level literature as his bedtime stories, but he has trouble articulating his words from the first three years of his life being spent with everyone baby talking him. When he doesn’t know how to respond to something, he just reacts by screaming “I DUNNO WHAT’S GOIN ON!!!” the same happens when he gets overwhelmed, but it’s accompanied by him hiding behind the nearest trusted adult.

FEEL FREE TO START SENDING ASKS AND RP STARTERS!!!

[thefatfemme]

Thanks for the tag @transgriffin 🥰

Last song: I'm on a Tracy Chapman kick rn, the last song I listened to was Talkin' Bout a Revolution.

Favorite colors: Green and purple are my top choices. Mostly I like jewel and earth tones, that's the palette my wardrobe revolves around. That and black, lots of black lol

Last movie/show: Currently watching an old episode of My Cat From Hell, just finished an episode of Taskmaster

Sweet/Savory/Spicy: Savory, then sweet, and I am a major wuss when it comes to spicy lol. After a certain point it's just too painful for me, though I've raised my tolerance a lot since I was a kid. All my favorite foods are savory, I love rich and hearty meals that feel like they should be eaten by the fire while snow falls outside.

Last thing I googled: Girl Scout Cookie season, my mom's favorite cookies are the caramel delights and I couldn't remember when cookie season was

Current obsession: Constant hyperfixations are fat lib, pets/the pet care industry, and Dragon Age. Current obsession is Autoheart, their music just scratches my brain in the best way. Can also feel a sticker/washi tape/journaling fixation coming on and I'm trying to resist for the sake of my wallet 😂

Tagging @yarn-dragon, @bombdotmom, @to-hyrule-them-all, @oh-no-techno-muffin-on-ho, and @charismablu if any of y'all want to ☺️

tagged by @lord-prey , the goon

Last song: "songs for a dying sun" playlist. post apoc ambient songs/sounds my beloved

Favorite colors: muted, toned down colors. I love darker cooler/warmer colors. Easy on the eyes. If I had to choose though, orange and blue.

Last movie/show: Pacific Rim. Didn't actually finish it though, I had to study for my finals. Was learning to draw big boy robots and I love that human and robot connection

Sweet/Savory/Spicy: Savory and Spicy for sure. I love tasting the Flavors. Hot tasty spices make the meal more exciting

Last thing I googled: "Edo Japan Artwok" I wanted to try and make illustrations in that kind of style next

Current obsession: Anything robot/mecha/android/transformers related. wires, cables, plating, all of it. currently scouting manga and comicbooks

mmm… @eye-devourer @transgriffin @tyke-dyke @lutheban @garttengroddo @waltercrowemakesart @inknad @tbartss

no pressure to actually respond or fill this out, am just curious :]

[thompsborn]

did someone say “sneak peak for a thompsborn one shot that’s in the works”? no? well here u go anyway!!

TW: it isn’t super HEAVY heavy, but this sneak peak does include hints towards aggressive/abusive parenting, as well as a mention of a tight grip on a shoulder that will likely bruise

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They meet when they’re six years old.

“Mr. Osborn,” Harrison Thompson greets, dressed up in his finest suit with his facial hair clean shaven and his smile wide. He’s got a hand on Eugene’s shoulder, a gesture that looks fatherly but carries the weight of a threat, silently says that Eugene is not to move. “This is quite the event. I can’t thank you enough for inviting us.”

Norman Osborn is all sharp eyes and a round face and a grin that spells trouble. He shakes Harrison’s hand with purpose as he replies, “I’m honored you decided to attend. Please, introduce me to your stunning family.”

With a turn of the lips that only a master at manipulation is capable of, Harrison ducks his head in some kind of nod, squeezes Eugene’s shoulder when he does so. “This is my wife, Rosie,” he says pleasantly, uses his free hand to gesture to his left, where Rosie Thompson politely smiles. “This is our oldest, Eugene,” he goes on, nodding down at his son and subtly curling his fingers into the space between Eugene’s collarbone and the top of his shoulder, an unspoken order for Eugene not to speak. Even at six, Eugene knows better than to wince at the dull pain his father’s actions bring, and instead offers a toothy grin and a wave when Norman nods at him. “And this,” Harrison goes on, now gesturing to the two year old holding Rosie’s hand, “is our youngest, Jesse.”

“Oh, what an angel,” Norman coos to Jesse, who is too shy to do much more than widen her eyes at him before hiding behind her mother’s legs. For a moment, blatant annoyance crosses Norman’s features, but he schools himself quickly, plasters on a smile once more, like nothing happened. Eugene has seen his father do the same thing on many occasions, when they’re in public and he gets mad but has to pretend he isn’t until they get home. The similarity makes Eugene shift in mild discomfort, though he stills when his father squeezes his shoulder again, hard enough that there may be a bruise come sunrise, and he remains still when Norman leans down at the waist to meet his eyes. “Hello, Eugene,” Norman greets, toothy grin looking menacing in a way that is only easy to detect up close. “It’s lovely to meet you. Tell me, how old are you?”

For a moment, Eugene says nothing, because Harrison has made it clear that he wants his son to keep quiet, but when he remains silent for a solid thirty seconds, Harrison squeezes Eugene’s shoulder again, harder this time—it’s definitely going to bruise, and it’s almost impossible to suppress the urge to wince. “Be polite,” Harrison scolds, in a mildly aggravated tone that sounds more like a gentle yet firm reminder to anyone passing by. “Answer his question, Gene.”

“I’m—I’m six years old, sir,” Eugene says.

Norman nods slowly, curiously. “Same age as my son, then,” he comments, almost off handedly, as he stands up tall once more, straightens out his suit jacket and turns his head to the left to call out, “Emily!” Only a moment or two later, a woman approaches them, leading a young boy by the hand as they seem to appear from the crowd of other attendees of the Oscorp holiday event. “This is my wife,” Norman tells the Thompson’s, waving a hand to indicate the woman coming to a stop by his side. He then looks to the boy, who is an inch or two shorter than Eugene, with black hair falling across his forehead and wide, uncertain blue eyes glancing around curiously. “This is my son, Harry,” Norman tells them. “Harry, this is the Thompson family and their son, Eugene. Say hello, Harry.”

Harry Osborn looks much more like his mother than he does his father, gentle and kind and genuine as he shyly waves his free hand and murmurs a quiet little, “Hi.”

“Don’t be so shy, Harry,” Norman says sternly. Harry frowns, ducks his head. Eugene tries to offer him a little smile to make him feel better, but Harry doesn’t see it. “Introduce yourself properly.”

“Hello,” Harry says, voice louder, but tone not as steady. “’m Harry Osborn. S’nice t’meet you.”

There’s that twist to Harrison’s lips, something that’s a lot like a smile but always makes Eugene nervous, like he’s done something wrong but can’t figure out what, as he crouches down and lightly pushes Eugene in the direction of Emily and Harry. “I’m sure you two would make great friends,” the man says, in a way that makes it clear it isn’t a suggestion. He stands up, looks to Rosie with something expectant in his eyes, until Rosie is carefully nudging Jesse forward, until Jesse gets the hint and lets go of her mother’s hand in order to grab her brother’s instead. “If it’s alright with Miss Emily,” Harrison says, with the fake tone of sweetness that he puts on in public places, the façade of a loving father that doesn’t exist, “then maybe you can go hang out with her and Harry, huh? How does that sound, Gene?”

It’s not really a question. Eugene knows that. He looks up at Emily with wide eyes, tightens his hold on Jesse’s hand—always holds on tight, because he accidently let go in a grocery store once and they couldn’t find her for ten minutes, and, oh, his father was mad about that—and softly asks, “Miss Emily? Could, um… could me and Jesse stay with you, please?”

Emily smiles, a real one, a kind one, the same kind that Rosie gives Eugene when his father isn’t home, and she nods her head with a simple, “Of course you can, Eugene. We have some toys set up in the corner, for all of the kids. Why don’t we go over there so you guys can play?”

Eugene turns his head, looks up at his father, knows better than to walk away without permission first. Harrison seems pleased by this, almost looks proud, but not in the way a parent might be proud of their child learning the alphabet or bringing home all A’s. Rather, he looks proud in the way a pet owner would be of a dog that’s learned a new trick, of a scientist or an engineer successfully programming an AI or a bot to follow a command. Eugene mistakes this look as some kind of love, can’t help but wear a giddy sort of smile when Harrison nods at him and says, “Go ahead, Gene. Listen to Miss Emily, alright?”

“Okay!” Eugene chirps, and his excitement is enough to draw Jesse out of her shy shell, just a bit, as she looks up at her older brother with some kind of awe-filled admiration and giggles at him. In his burst of happiness, he forgets to tell his father thank you, something that will surely come back to make him regret it later, but in the moment, he just holds Jesse’s hand and follows after Emily and Harry as she leads the three kids to the corner of the room, where the little play area is set up. There’s not a whole lot there, just a large, colorful carpet and a bin full of various types of toys meant for children of various ages.

Jesse refuses to let go of Eugene’s hand for at least ten minutes, still so shy despite being two years of age, taking much longer to warm up to people than her brother had been at two years old. It isn’t until Eugene finds a talking little elephant toy that Jesse relaxes a bit, taking the toy in both hands and blowing a raspberry at it, then laughing when she squeezes the stomach and it sings a little song. Emily approaches the two of them, carefully sits on the floor besides Jesse with her legs tucked beneath her, smoothing out her dress before asking Jesse questions about the elephant, drawing her attention. Eugene hovers for a second, as protective of his sister as he has been since the day she was born, but deems Emily nice enough to crawl over to where Harry is sitting and placing wooden blocks on top of each other carefully.

“What’re you buildin’?” Eugene asks, looking at the unfinished structure with intrigue.

Harry hesitates for a second, then adds another block and answers, “A castle.”

Excitedly, Eugene leans forward, examines it more closely. “What kinda castle is it?”

“Um.” Harry seems confused by that, nose scrunching up his pudgy little face. “A big one?”

The way he says it makes Eugene giggle lightly, leaning back on his haunches and shaking his head a bit. “No, silly! I mean, um—I was—I was watchin’ this show with my mama, and they were talkin’ ‘bout castles, and all the diff’rent kinds of ‘em. Like, the, um—the m… midveil… mid—midieval! Midieval castles, and how there are, um… four? I think it was four kinds of medieval castles, but I don’t—I don’t really ‘member what the names of ‘em were.”

“Oh.” Harry looks thoughtful for a long moment, picking up another block—a bright red painted cone shape—and looking at it while he seems to consider his thoughts. Then, he places the cone on top of what looks like a wall of black rectangular blocks and nods to himself, decidedly saying, “It’s a Harry Castle.”

“I don’t think that was one’a the ones on the show,” Eugene says, a small frown on his face.

Harry shrugs. “That’s okay. It’s a new kinda castle. It’s my castle.”

Eugene falters at that, only to brighten a moment later. “Does your castle have a dragon in it?”

The face Harry makes at him is comically offended. “Of course it has a dragon! His name is Jeremy and I taught ‘im how to play fetch. Kinda like a puppy, but—but Jeremy’s a dragon. Obviously.”

“That’s so cool,” Eugene breathes, eyes wide with wonder. “Can I help?”

For a long moment, Harry squints at Eugene, likely sizing him up, deciding if he can trust him, before his face breaks out in a blinding grin and he holds a block out happily. “Then it can be a Harry and a Eugene castle,” he says.

Eugene takes the block with a wide smile of his own. “It’s gonna be the best castle ever.”

[felassan]

love yourself tag challenge

tagged by @resjade, thanku! this is a lovely idea and it was fun to think about.

Rules: Time to show yourself some love! Link or post 5 of your favorite works (art, writing, edits…whatever!) from the last year below. Then share the love and tag some of your favorite creators.

I was pretty liberal with what’s counted as a ‘work’ or ‘creation’, and extended the scope of the rules beyond the last year, since I’m not very prolific.. hope that’s ok! cut for length

Greenhound and the Elder Wolf - an elvhen legend. [Tumblr link] [A03 link] - alternatively titled The Hound From the Red Sails of Home, this is the longest DA fic I’ve written, and I’d say, the one I’m proudest of? it’s a highly stylized fable and something quite different to the DA things I’d written before. I had a lot of fun with the symbolism/allusions (both to in-universe stuff and other stories/franchises in our world), the writing style, expanding on elvhen lore in a way and working in aspects of Scottish folklore. (Scottish fairytales are, lets say.. Something Else)

Meta/info post: “Tevinter Nights & Solas” - a Dread Wolf-focused tour through Tevinter Nights, from start to finish. it covers everything at the time that stood out to me, everything that sprang to mind, and was an attempt to synthesize everything into one post. it took me something like eight or eleven hours to write.. It’s 12k+ words long, which hilariously is literally something like 4x longer than my theses, lmfao (I’m STEM, hence the length of those - scientific writing, brief). it was a lot of work, and done at a time when I was so excited it was hard to concentrate and think straight lol. part of it was featured in a Jackdawyt vid which was cool.

Theory/meta post: “I understand why he did it” - the OG Solas-speculation/meta, and the post (for me) which started it all?? this was written pre-Trespasser, right around the time of DAI’s launch. I finished the game for the first time after bingeplaying it and sat down and wrote this after the postcredits scene had my jaw on the floor. some parts of it are not quite right we now know (ex. the orb wasn’t a key to an eluvian), but it was pretty on the nose in general :D a fun fact about this post was that it got stolen in its entirety (like all of it straight-pasted) by someone else who tried to pass it off as their work, their ideas. another fun fact is that it got picked up, discussed in and parts of it quoted by Kotaku in their article “Dragon Age: Inquisition's Ending, Explained”. I didnt know about that til someone sent me a message about it, remember nearly choking on my cereal. (as it happened, that wouldn’t be the last time I’d end up in Kotaku lol.. sssh, this tagmeme is about loving/talkin bout yourself, gonna take the opportunity while it’s here)

The Wolf At Heaven’s Door [Tumblr link] [A03 link] - a spiritual sequel to a previous short called The Beast in the Gloaming. tis a short, written pre-Trespasser. for/to me, it’s the most emotionally impactful DA thing I’ve written. a great tragedy that’s kind of ancient Greek in style, a confrontation that is fated no matter what, you know, it kind of focuses on the things I personally was originally drawn to about the Inquisitor-Solas relationship and its potential trajectory in some peoples’ universes. another thing I like is between this short and the one it was a sequel to, there were ideas I’d written into them which then occurred in Trespasser: their next meeting occurred in the Crossroads, and the wolf takes the Inquisitor’s hand. another interesting thing for me is that it also ties into why the southern nations in Trespasser ended up feeling threatened by the power of the Inquisition and the Inquisitor, and why they (and the devs, on a meta level) had it/us depowered: in the future AU of The Wolf at Heaven’s Door, the Inquisitor and co had become very powerful, there were none who could oppose them, due to the size of their armies and the Inq’s mastery of the power of the Anchor. yknow, like you can see why they had to neuter us/them as a force in that regard and tie that thread off.

A joke/shitpost: “Hawke tumbles out like “whatever just happened IT WASNT ME i didnt do it” - and now for something completely different. :D this post will be my epitaph.. my favorite addition to the post was this comic illustration by sariplushies. not sure what url they use now, hence linking to this version of their post (if anyone knows btw, pls tell me!). I don’t leave my Hawke in the Fade personally, and she’s Red, but this is always the kind of thing I think about when I think about Purple Hawkes who were. it was nice that other people found it funny.

Tagging: @roseategales, @isalavhenan, and anyone who sees this who’d like to do it. show yourself some love and be sure to tag me in it too so I can see and also appreciate. pls do tag me if you weren’t directly tagged but saw this and do it, I still want to see!! :)

[x688plsloveme]

Dang I usually keep it Bethesda here. This is probably one of the first times I've posted about another game (talkin bout yesterday with that hacker who turned out to be a non hacker) The only other time I can remember is when I was playing dragon age 2 and I was interested in doing some headcanons