I should draw the other kids more XD

(Rahlen—Alistair and Rythlen’s youngest)

HE IS

ONE OF FOUR

YES, 4 MEN

THAT MAKE LISSA ALL DOKI DOKI

I managed to snag one of @froschkuss’s ko-fi commissions and I could not be more thrilled. She perfectly managed to capture @artisticallyamber’s and my Inquisitors and I cannot wait to commission her again.

Kacha, you are such a dear and I love your art and I LOVE this picture of my girls. ❤️❤️❤️

I LOVE THIS SO FREAKING MUCH.

Inktober 2017

(for writers) @gerundsandcoffee @artisticallyamber

3. Warmth

How in the Maker’s name is she so damn warm? Regina exhaled sharply and shifted beneath a sheet, the only layer that remained due to the continuous waves of heat that emanated from the elf next to her. To her left, Lissa slept on, completely unaware of her cousin’s suffering, or the fact that the bed was close to catching fire. Turning on to her back, she stared at the fan that spun lazily above them—it was autumn after all, and she had not expected sleeping next to a veritable furnace. Sweat prickled at her nape and the base of her spine, and she grunted, finally giving in and kicking the last of the bedding to the foot of the mattress. Lissa mumbled softly and tugged her own corner of the blankets around her shoulders. I bet she let me sleep in the middle on purpose, Regina thought dryly, but not without fondness. As the minutes passed, she thanked the Maker for each errant breeze that swept over the bare parts of her skin. Her eyes began to grow heavy, and she shifted just a little, sighing as she found the perfect— Liadan turned and dropped her arm over Regina’s stomach, immediately interrupting whatever sleep she might have found as heat bloomed between their bare skin. The eldest Trevelyan gritted her teeth and fisted her hands beneath her pillow. There was a fine line, and the near nuclear heat that this small elf was putting off had very clearly crossed that line. “Oi,” she snapped. “Liadan.” One pale brow rose as the tip of the elf’s nose twitched. “Mm?” “You are killing me. At this point, I’m about to move to the couch.” The corner of her mouth quirked. “I had pegged you for a cuddler, you know. You are breaking my heart right now.” She could feel her temperature rising. “Scoot over, or I’ll kick you off.” “Hmm.” For a moment, the elf did not move. Her lashes parted, revealing too-bright eyes, and then her arm slid back to her third of the bed. “Get some sleep, Reggie. You are starting to sound cranky.” Biting her tongue, Regina exhaled through her nose and turned toward her cousin. It took some time, but her body began to cool, and soon after she lost herself to the Fade. She woke cold, however, somewhere close to dawn. Without opening her eyes, she moved her feet about, searching blindly for the covers. But a cursory pat and one cracked-open eye showed that Lissa had stolen them all, leaving only a messy cloud of copper curls peeking atop the sheets. Admitting defeat, she turned and wriggled closer to the elf, already sure of the teasing that would ensue later that morning. To her credit, Liadan only chuckled and did not flinch at the touch of Regina’s cold toes.

I FREAKING LOVE THIS. 

Every Hürrem Sultan Outfit: 43/∞

OC kiss week, day 5: Fluffy kiss

A fluffy cheek kiss from Isabelle to @artisticallyamber‘s Lissa Trevelyan.

a gif representation of me actually when i saw this omgoooooooooooooooooosh <3 <3 <3 <3 

OC KISS WEEK 2017

Day One: Good Morning Kiss - Liadan/Lissa from our AU

It was a quiet morning, a slow morning. There was no rush to get dressed and out the door, or flustered returns to grab paperwork or forgotten keys. No, this was a simple, relaxed, slightly rainy morning, and there was a fresh pot of coffee brewing, and a warm, half-eaten muffin on the plate before her. In other words, it was Lissa’s favorite kind of morning.

Liadan’s soft footfalls crossed the living room and paused near the kitchen island before circling the apartment. Watering the plants, no doubt, Lissa thought as she turned the page of her newspaper.

There was the faint displacement of air, and then she felt soft, warm fingers slide across her nape, dislodging the heavy copper, curtain of her hair. “I’m going to go for my run now, ma’halla. Be sure to pull your things from the dryer so I can switch out my laundry when I get back.”

Lissa hummed and tilted her head, accepting the chaste kiss Liadan pressed to her forehead. “Have a good run, babe,” she mumbled, blindly reaching for another bite of muffin.

“Thank you.” The elf chuckled against her curls. “Enjoy your newspaper.” Her touch disappeared and a moment later, the apartment door opened and closed.

It took a moment, but Lissa let the printed pages slowly sink to the table top and she looked up, blinking at the empty kitchen. “Wait, what?”

@thatcalamity @crazy-fruit (still can’t tag >w>) 

You’re doin’ my chubby frizz babe a doki doki, @picchar