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@kurogoesinthedas has reached a follower milestone and I say check them out because I love their art so much I cry
felicitazioni, mia caraH. eccoti due inquisitori #petalosi :’D
@kurogoesinthedas hey kuro remember when
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updated some charts for my linkin park boy for his page uwu
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Some more outfits for my other boys!!! :D My Trevelyan mage and my Warden Tabris (I’ve replayed Origins and Awakening these days, I forgot how much I missed him) pls enjoy <3
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Official portrait of Lord Inquisitor Fael Lavellan, Herald of Andraste, Right Hand of Divine Victoria
The commission of the portrait was a gift from Empress Celene to Inquisitor Lavellan, as a token of thank you for his actions in Halamshiral in 9:41. Since the Exalted Council of 9:45, it’s been displayed in the Great Cathedral of Val Rouyeaux. Many say this depiction is scandalous: a savage Dalish, proudly displaying his markings and ears while wearing the Andrastian Inquisition crown? Many more seem to be instead drawn to this symbol of change, human and elf alike. Even after its partial disbanding, the Inquisition, and its leader, remains very popular in Orlais.
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tumblr mirrors on ‘photosugar’
So idk if others have noticed this before - but it’s the first time I’m seeing this, hence the post.
There’s a website, https://www.photosugar.com, which apparently mirrors all pictures, gifsets etc. people post on their tumblrs (and also other social media sites like twitter and instagram, if I understand it correctly). An eample for a tumblr user, with my name: https://www.photosugar.com/tu/lordhellebore
Now it won‘t turn up anything but a 404 error in my case, because I sent an e-mail to the contact address, which is [email protected] with the title “My content on your website”:
Hello, it’s come to my attention that you are mirroring all of the posts containing pictures/gifs that I post on my tumblr. I am asking you to stop pulling the content from my tumblr and to delete me from your website. tumblr username is „lordhellebore“ Thank you.
I got a reply consisting of the single word “removed” after just one day, and as you can see, it worked perfectly fine with the informal mail I sent. So if you want them to stop mirroring your tumblr, it seems all you really need to to is this.
I can’t test the site for all of my mutuals, but I’m tagging a few whom I found on there by random trial & error, and I suggest you look yourself up if you see this post and dislike tumblr mirrors (even if this one is only for pictures, not text).
@janiedean, @ladytp, @vaysh11, @lunavagantt, @einemelodieimwind, @robb-greyjoy, @youbuggingme, @ysilme, @rex-luscus, @bai-xue, @viendiletto, @electricalice, @contessa-de-leusse, @memetic-mutism, @bluecichlid, @mrs-storm-andrews, @ladymothwing, @prismatic-bell, @kittykatknits, @tinkili
….basically, whomever I’m trying at random, it seems that you’re on there.
Please reblog so others can know and ask for removal if they want to.
I found myself and others on this website as well, please take a moment to check if your content has been mirrored.
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Anonymous asked:
Were Numin and Fael rowdy kids or was one of them always running to keep the other from getting in trouble?
Numin is the oldest between himself, Fael and Linna, so technically he should be the responsible one. Technically. In truth he ends up getting in trouble with them (less frequently though) xD
@numin-lavellan confirm?
He's not one to get into trouble, but he does get dragged into trouble by his friends. He's also a fucken disaster when it comes to crushes and more than once all his problems came from that lmaooo
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I opened my commissions!! #commission #commissionopen #ask #art #myart #draw #drawing #askart #askdraw #askme #digital #traditional #color
YO MY FRIEND WHO IS GOOD AT ART IS OPENING COMMISSIONS PLS CHECK HER OUT
@thedosian-cabbage drew Mordred and I went “wow I wanna color him” and I did
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What is left, when all hope dies?
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AFTER MONTHS! i’m back. I’m sorry but i really don’t know how to “be social” and i forgot to post for several months.
Hoping everything ‘s fine i’m right now playn DRAGONAGE INQUISITION!
YEEEEEEEA! it’s only @numin-lavellan‘s mother fault.
She’s my Qunari Anemone <3
This is a friend of mine pls go bother her eith questions about Anemone pls!!
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for the prompt thing, if you want and have time, can I ask for Desi and Maaras, maybe the first time maraas sees Desi's scars on his wrists? Maybe... because... they're in bed... naked... > v >
Between The Lines
Desi x Maraas, approx 2700 words, most under the cut
Taking place a decent way into their relationship, when they are both comfortable enough to share some of the secrets they have kept for a very long time.
CW: Mentions of blood magic related self-harm.
There were a lot of things Maraas didn’t know about Desi.True, a lot of the time he was just willing to let it slide rather than risklighting the fuse beneath his red-haired firecracker. But as Desi let out aquiet hum of contentment and settled against Maraas’ bare chest, still coveredin a light sheen of sweat, Maraas found his gaze repeatedly drawn to the smallmage’s forearms. They were uncovered for the first time, but he had been solost in the heat of the moment that Maraas hadn’t even noticed right away. Theshame that washed over him was secondary only to the concern scraping at thewalls of his chest. Concern he would have to word very, very carefully as he eyed the series of red scars that ran like anangry ladder up his lover’s forearms.
“… Hey, Desi?”
“Mmm?” The mage barely stirred, heavy-lidded and exhausted.He huffed out another warm breath, index finger drawing an absent pattern onMaraas skin. “Fuck, you want to talknow, don’t you?”
The remark that would have usually coaxed a chuckle out ofMaraas was met with silence. Instead, he couldn’t seem to keep the frown off hisface as he eyed those marks. You see, what he was about to do went against one of Maraas’ long-heldbeliefs, which was that other people’s problems were none of his business. Thatif they wanted his help or his input, then they’d ask for it. He knew it was a prettyflawed view of reality, sure, but it was one that had served him well thus far.It had kept his nose out of trouble and his heart out of disarray more timesthan he could count. But for the first time, lying there with Desi nestledagainst his side, the prospect of saying nothing felt infinitely worse. Infact, it felt impossible.
“You look good with that shirt off, you know,” Maraas saidslowly as he moved his hand, brushing his fingers up and down the curve ofDesi’s back. “Feel too warm tonight?”
Desi snorted, eyes still shut. Maraas could feel the mage’sheartbeat slowly coming down from their previous ah… engagement. That frantic thrumming gradually softened intosomething almost peaceful the longer they lay together atop the soft mattress.
“Hm. It was about time, I suppose,” Desi replied eventually. His offhand tone, clearly aiming for flippancy, just managed to miss the mark.It wasn’t easy to pick up, but Maraas caught it like a slightly mistimed notein a familiar song. There was hesitance to the words, their façade of nonchalancebrittle around the edges. Maraas shifted slightly, eliciting a frustrated groanfrom Desi, until he was sitting propped up against the bed’s backboard. Mutteringsome choice oaths, Desi slid his way upwards too, belligerently determined totuck himself beneath Maraas’ arm like a particularly grumpy birdling. Maraasraised his arm in invitation and settled it back around the mage’s small form,drawing him in close. After all, he wanted him held tight for what was to come.For what he knew he had to ask next. He wanted him to know that he was wanted,no matter what. That he was…
… well, loved.
GRUMPY BIRDLING AND HIS CUTE TREE BF I WILL CRY FOR A THOUSAND TUESDAYS
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Submitted by @numinlavellan: HI HELLO HAPPY BDAY HAVE SOME LOVABLE ASSHOLES <3
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@kurosmind replied to your post: sadkadkls I have awoken to some delightful anons…
ok we need a ship name. Like. TollandSmoll. Linkin Horns. Desiraas. *acts like a wingwoman*
PFFFFFFFFFFFF omg hahah you see, the big problem is that I snort-chuckled at ALL OF THESE, which means I enjoyed them all equally! @numinlavellan
I'm laughing Desiraas does sound funny said out loud. :'D I was looking to give them a tag tbh and I was thinking about "The Owl and The Tree" because I sitll laugh about this analogy
Anonymous asked:
I SHIP DESI AND MARAAS SO HARD. CAN IT BE A THING
Maraas is @thereluctantinquisitor you need to ask ‘em I mean I ship them too and like I cry forever
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Stepping Up
A sneaky little Desi x Maraas fic for @numinlavellan. Occurs shortly after the scene in her lovely art, found HERE >.>
Desi Fiore Trevelyan, of course, belongs to @numinlavellan! (approx 1700 words, most under the cut. NSFW-ish!)
“Put me down Marass, you horn-headed piece of—!”
Maraas made a show of feigning hurt, although it was difficult to manage with Desi’s legs wrapped tightly around his waist, the smaller man’s scowling face so close it was almost too tempting to resist.
“Ouch, now you’re just trying to hurt my feelings.” He chuckled and leaned forward, lips hovering just short of Desi’s. As he continued, he could feel the man’s breath hot against his skin, mingling with his own. “If you really want, then sure, I’ll put you down. Walk away without you.” He paused pointedly, all too aware of the tight lines of muscle concealed beneath Desi’s clothing, firm against his palms. Lips curving into a smile, Maraas hiked the red-head up a little, pressing their bodies closer, one hand beneath Desi’s thigh, the other resting on his lower back. “But,” he continued in a low tone, “I have a feeling that’s not what you want.”
“S… Shut up!” Desi snapped, and while the words still carried a tell-tale sharpness, he drew himself in, legs tightening slightly around Maraas’ waist. “You talk a hell of a lot, you know that?”
“Ha! Yeah, so I’ve been told,” Maraas mused, eyeing Desi fondly, enjoying the tight furrow of his brow, the well-practiced lines of his scowl. “Can’t help it, unfortunately. Call it a flaw of mine. It’s a real shame, considering—”
With a frustrated huff Desi slammed his lips against Maraas’, effectively silencing him with the force of the movement. Surprised, Maraas took a step back then just stood there dumbly for a moment. However, he quickly eased into a smile and leaned into the kiss with a low, satisfied groan. Slowly, he started walking backwards, not bothering to look where he was going, intent on the man whose legs were wrapped so tightly around his waist. A part of him – a large part – wanted nothing more than to be alone with him. To find a door, kick it open then shut again, and block out the rest of the world. Just for a few minutes. A few hours.
Hell, maybe even a whole night, if he’d stay.
I wanted to add this other thing bc I MEAN LOOK. I’M GONNA SCREAM TILL NEXT YEAR ABOUT THIS OK?????
#reblog#linkin park boy#problem child#desisketch#sketch#maraas adaar#IM CRYING THIS IS SO GOOD AND PERFECT AND GOOD#DID I MENTION GOOD#I LOVE THEM SO MUCH HOLY SHIT#Desi is such a twat and Maraas just NGH#thereluctantinquisitor#you made my day my week and tbh the whole month#holy shit#now excuse me while I go read this 100 times again