Davrin, Just Existing:

Davrin, just existing:

My Rook:

Oh God. I am sobbing. It was so good. "I know my love, but we are out of time." 🥹💔🫠

About to play the Trespasser DLC for the first time... Pray for me 😩

#alister dr

was thinking about my Mahariel and Alistair today and wanted to make something very self-indulgent because i love them sm 🥺

bioware going from "HUH?? you guys are in love with GARRUS?!?" to "yes we know our fans, we knew you guys wouldn't be normal about emmrich."

The first chapter is now up on AO3!! I'm still trying to figure out how to add the art but we'll get there ha ha. Here's a little preview:

A long, low moan echoed off the cool stone walls as Cullen pressed his lips into the neck of the woman below him. She writhed slightly, her slender fingers digging into the skin of his back. Her legs were wrapped around his hips, trying desperately to pull him closer. He kept up his barrage of kisses, determined to press his lips to every single freckle on her pale skin.

“Cullen.” She whimpered. “Please.” He felt himself twitch when she breathed his name like that, but was determined to take things slow. He wanted to make this incredible for her, she deserved nothing less. He pulled his lips from her neck, looking into those beautiful, fade-green eyes that had captivated him since the first time he’d seen her on the battlefield.

He cupped her face with one hand, the other sliding down her soft, warm skin to grip her waist. She shuddered at his gentle touch, and he knew she must be getting impatient. He smiled, swooping down and crashing his lips to hers. Her hands moved up from his back to tangle into his hair, deepening their intense kiss even more. Cullen’s hand gripping her waist slipped around her back, pulling her body tightly against his.

A Templar’s Dream

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This seemed like a good way to announce that I’m going to be posting my smutty Marryn/Cullen story on AO3 in the near future, and will have illustrations like this for every chapter 💕 (This is the cropped illustration for chapter 1)

“Many men love the appeal of a fresh, unplucked berry. But once they have tasted it, they realize it was pulling the berry from the vine they enjoyed most, not the fruit itself.”

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Wanted to redo the art for chapter 3 of The Mage and the Templar