So, let’s start with this Dragon Age fanart.
Oghren baby! lol. And Sten in his dark little corner hogging all the cookies, must be why Morrigan had to steal Alistair’s cupcake. (Or she could just be stealing it for the hell of it).
*laughs* She is a sneaky little witch-thief. :p
I had to do it. I just had to.
Eventually I think I’ll probably, over time, end up doing damn near every character ever.
And yes, there will be a new Varric with every set.
Can’t.stop.laughing. MOAR! MOAR! These are amazaaaazing. Love the Varrics in all of them.
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Long red hair hung down the smooth line of her back. Nimble fingers ran through the silken locks, unfurling each ginger braid with ginger care. How long had it been since Nathaniel Howe had a woman?
Too long, he thought. The evening had started out so dull, that was until Anders gave Nathaniel something green and very strong to drink. Almost immediately he found himself relaxing and then she walked in - all spitfire, sass and strong, commanding hands.
He liked a woman that knew what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to take it.
She smiled at him, a crooked and self-satisfied grin. There was no mistaking the effect she had upon him, his pants exceedingly tight and constricting.
Leaning in, he inhaled the scent of her - a musty, earthy smell like fresh baked bread just out of the oven. All she needed was some butter. Good thing a Howe was always prepared.
Lips tug against her ear, nibbling and licking at the lobe. His breath heavy and heated, he murmured within her ear, “Tell me what you want?”
“I want you to sodding quit humping my leg and finger fucking my hair,” Oghren bellowed.
Anders is a dead man.