drunken-pilot:

Those two have been carring each other’s remains one to many time for me to not catch it

[vers2 is there for a less loaded scene than vers1]
[wips post]

dcgraphics-ice:

It’s DONE!!! SO many hours spent so close to it to put in all the details and looking at it now…….you can’t see half of them. DX Oh well. I still had fun doing it. It was a great moment.

@criticalrolesource

Source: dcgraphics-ice

tallalexadventures:

more-raging-heart-than-grace:

who is responsible for this

Source: more-raging-heart-than-grace

warpaintpeggy:

some of my favorite vintage dresses
↳ green

beewitch:

This is so awesome and intense…. Just listen. This girl nailed it.

vasselheims:

dreamingrain:

THE BEHOLDERRRRR

@krazykitsune

riavasthedas:

drew thana as a warm up bc i love her too much

blackwallshairytits:

comtessetrevelyan:

this went on and on and on until i finally came over and ended it

blackwall vs weird dog

weird dog: 1

blackwall: 0

someone put benny hill music on this

Source: mrsalenko

5230448 It was the first I’d heard of real-life event, so your post felt particularly serendipitous! (And really, when marrying a badass, what more could you possibly want from your wedding?)

copperbadge:

Okay this fic is amazing but my actual favourite part had nothing to do with the plot, to wit:

“He is driving me insane,” Maria snapped. “Well, all of us, but especially me, because somebody decided I needed to be the wedding planner for this debacle.”

“I thought you wanted more operational coordination experience,” Phil said. “It was one of your developmental goals.”

DEVELOPMENTAL GOALS

I CAN’T STOP LAUGHING

She bullshitted her way through her annual review and now she has to be a wedding planner

“#i don’t know why but i’m thinking of those men cologne commercials wts” I can’t stop imagining Solas in an Old Spice commercial now /what have you done/

cryllia:

ashleycriesoverelves:

darthempress:

chaotichero:

what have I done

fen’harel’s old spice omg

“Hello, Lavellans.

Look at your elves, now back to me.

Now back at your elves, now back to me.

Sadly, they are not me.

But if they stopped believing in old Dalish fairy tales and started listening to the truth they could sound like they’re me.

Now look down, now back up. Where are we?

You’re in the Fade with the elf your elves could sound like.

What’s on your hand? Now back to me. I have it. It’s your hand bearing a mark that can warp the Veil. Look again. Your hand is now… gone. As am I.

I’m on a Hart.”

Oh. My. Ancient. Elfy. Gods.