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DAtober: fallen I'm late, but here's a tethraghast drabble

Love was a funny thing. Varric never considered himself to be someone who would fall victim to its grasping claws, but that was before the Inquisition — before Cassandra.

With Bianca, it was never love, not really. Sure, there was passion, but that only went so far — especially with her married to someone else now.

But then the Seeker arrived, stabbed her blade into his book, and glared at him with those intense, beautiful eyes. Immediately, he was a goner.

She was fierce in battle, yet soft where it counted; and when he got her to smile, nothing else felt important.

Wet in the wetlands

I need to say that I use the said brush for painting a mockup cover for a romance novel from a very specific fic for a very specific rarepair. So like... I wouldn't say it changed me for the better...

The fic [link]

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Anyway some wips because I'm excited about finishing them :3

Things I think would have been very funny if Varric and Cass got together:

A viscount that refuses to cover his tits or wear the crown.

A viscountess that wouldn't be caught dead in a dress. Putting her out of armor is already a Task only her partner is up to, but in hardly appropriate sense of it.