who am I
A blog about things I like! This will be a lot of Dragon Age and Mass Effect, Guild Wars2, The Sims 3, some sw:tor, Diablo. And Kitten :D
I also love a lot of tv shows: fringe, Criminal Minds, Game of Thrones, Supernatural, Numb3rs,
I write, try to draw sometimes and love to read and watch talented people :)

If I make mistakes with my english feel free to correct me - I'm no native speaker or better writer in this case.
reality ?
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moodymarshmallow:

bpfluffing:

Anders x Custom Hawke commission for kisssanitygoodbye (: Had super lots of fun with this. Commission me! :D

Unnnnf. <3 
(Theron is JUST a little jealous ;) )

My bbs are back on my dash! <333
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bpfluffing:

Sweet scene of Zevran/Vanya. ;))) Commission for kisssanitygoodbye again! Commission me! 

The morning light is soft as it falls through the open windows of their small flat above the butcher’s shop, and Zevran can hear the city slowly come to life. 
There are children running along the narrow, cobbled street, laughing and asking their mothers if they could maybe buy some candy on their way home, and merchants, pulling their carts over the irregular tiles, the clattering sound echoing off the brick walls, loud enough to make Zevran wonder how it is possible that anyone is still able to sleep.
But when he turns his head to look at Vanya, her eyes are firmly shut, chest rising and falling with deep, regular breaths as she pulls the blanket up to her chin, burying her head in the pillow.
He’s still not used to the feeling she evokes in him whenever he turns just to see her beside him, eyes wide with wonder while they are strolling over the market, the smell of herbs heavy in the air as he shows her how Antivans craft their weapons and armour, laughing when she points out the sloppiness of human handwork.
Vanya has once told him how much she hates cities, the lack of trees and fresh air, the constant bustle, the fact that it’s so hard to find a spot from where you can see the stars. But she’s still here, by her own choice, and hers alone. He remembers the glimmer of pure fury in her eyes when he told her that she doesn’t have to come to Antiva before she left for Vigil’s Keep to rebuild the Wardens. It had been one of the few times when she has yelled at him, telling him that her clan is not where she belongs anymore, that he must be mad if he thinks that she would choose her old life over him. 
But he knows how it feels to be caged, and Vanya has been showing signs; restlessness, the urge to constantly occupy her hands, and sometimes, in the evenings, when they’re out on the balcony and watching the merchants clear their stands, he can see the longing in her eyes. 
He can feel her stir beside him, and only seconds later she opens her eyes, a small smile lighting up her face as she snuggles up to him, putting an arm over his chest and drawing lazy patterns on his skin before her fingers come up to thread through his hair.
Zevran wraps an arm around her shoulders and pulls her close, enjoying the feel of her naked skin against his. 
“I didn’t have nightmares”, she mumbles, pressing her nose against his neck. “Must be all this polluted air.”
He laughs, brushing his lips against her forehead, suddenly filled with bright, pure happiness, and a feeling of assurance that he hasn’t known for a long, long time. “Yes. Must be.”
kisssanitygoodbye:

bpfluffing:

Anders x Custom Hawke commission for kisssanitygoodbye (: Had super lots of fun with this. Commission me! :D

MAH BABIES!
This is absolutely gorgeous. Perfect. <3
And… UNF!
I’m gonna stare at this for a while now. Yep. 

Can I love them without having read any word about them? Can I? Please?