#element-104

@amarmeme is amazing!

She made these AWESOME, GORGEOUS custom funko pops for my wife Element-104 (who left Tumblr a few months ago). It’s Origins Cullen and her OC Elizabeth Amell with the Ferelden Circle robe.

Thank you so, so, SO VERY MUCH for this precious gift, @amarmeme! You have no idea the good it did El. She’s radiant, she’s smiling, she’s excited... I haven’t seen this well in a while! She’s still too shy to poke her head out here, but know that you just made our lives brighter.

I got reminded of Flann Amell recently

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Here’s another scribbly one, just for you:

If you’re a Trevelyan and he asks you about your past in the Circle. You have the option to say, “Would you prefer I stay locked up, like a good mage?” Grant it, he quickly suggests changing the conversationand twists things around as if the Inquisitor was being rude for no reason, but at least we could say something.

And after you help him with his apparently one and only addiction crisis and everything is better afterwards, and he says (paraphrasing) “I can finally move on,” you can say (again, paraphrasing) “You can’t just ignore your past.” Again, grant it, he responds by brushing it off, but at least we could say something.

Of course! And don’t worry. @crashed-down-in-a-hurricane loves our three boys just as much. <3 (168 words)

Zevran is drenched in sweat when he sits up suddenly. His breathing goes fast, too fast and he can’t get enough air into his lungs. It starts to hurt and his eyes water. The terror of the dream lingers on his skin, in his mind, in his heart, and he can’t shake it off. He starts shaking. The blanket slips from his grip. 

He startles when warm hands run over his upperarms and a lean body appears behind him. At he same time his hands are caught in a gentle grip that grounds him. 

“Everything is okay, Zev,” Thal’s voice is low and soothing. “Just breathe with me. Focuse on my breathing and follow me.” He tries to do so but it is hard. Panic tries to keep a hold of him but it slips away. Slowly but surely it vanishes.

“Shhh, you’re safe now,” Frey murmurs from behind him. They hold him close, keep him secure between their bodies until the last remnants of the nightmare flee.