Femslash February: Isabela x Kasumi — Remembering how they met

“Ah yes, The Master Thief…” Isabela smiles at the memory.  ”I can’t believe you tried to steal from me!”

Kasumi laughs, “You were not very pleased.”

Isabela takes a swig of ryncol, “Love, I had so much to teach you.”

I just noticed what an AMAZING couple these two would be. FANFIC PLEASE!!!

frikadeller:

Isabela happened to the stream 8Da

frikadeller:

Isabela happened to the stream 8Da

kittenmarsh:

A recent festive commission from negacrow! <3

kittenmarsh:

A recent festive commission from negacrow! <3

(via fuckyeahhawkeandanders)

spicyshimmy:

syberfag:

Totally inspired by a chat with shimmy, modern AU Anders and Karl all cosy and domestic lol

talking about karl and anders with syber always makes me want to write them more, and we were discussing modern stuff today, and, well… i can’t help it, it’s sweater weather!first give me a kiss
Karl likes Horace better than Catullus. ‘Only not really,’ he admits. ‘Actually, it depends on the weather.’
‘I see,’ Anders says, then laughs, because he does and he doesn’t.
Anders likes Catullus better than Horace, and not just because Catullus is generally funnier, or because of the weather. It’s because of the sound of Karl’s voice when he reads the words: sly little things that get under Anders’s skin the same way a cat digs its claws through the fabric of his jeans. You can unhook them, but the feeling remains, lasting sharp far longer than it should.
*
Anders brings the cat home unannounced. It’s not that he meant to—but someone left it in a box and it was the last one, not the smallest or the cutest, obviously not, or else someone else would have taken it first.
‘I’m allergic,’ Karl tells him, shaking out his umbrella. He leaves it, open, by his shoes to dry, shoulders speckled with rain.‘Shh,’ Anders replies. ‘You’ll wake him. He’s sleeping.’In the middle of a dream, the cat shudders, all the way from his whiskers to his paws, a fine tremble against his taut belly, and kneads the denim in Anders’s lap over and over, while Karl goes to get tissues from the bedroom.*There’s an acupuncture technique to help with allergies, Anders tells him later, the cat on his thigh while his cheek rests against Karl’s. Karl’s nose is just a little bit red, but that might as well be from the weather, the dust on the binding of the old book he takes down.‘Horace or Catullus?’ Anders asks, what it all depends on suddenly more important than not.‘It’s a surprise,’ Karl tells him, tucking a curl of Anders’s hair under his ear, while Anders chuffs the cat’s chin and the rain patters on the window. ‘Just like a new kitten. Apparently.’Anders kisses Karl’s thumb, and it smells of poetry, the good stuff: the paper, the other books nestled in tightly, and the glue in the binding, holding all the pages together.

spicyshimmy:

syberfag:

Totally inspired by a chat with shimmy, modern AU Anders and Karl all cosy and domestic lol

talking about karl and anders with syber always makes me want to write them more, and we were discussing modern stuff today, and, well… i can’t help it, it’s sweater weather!

first give me a kiss

Karl likes Horace better than Catullus. ‘Only not really,’ he admits. ‘Actually, it depends on the weather.’

‘I see,’ Anders says, then laughs, because he does and he doesn’t.

Anders likes Catullus better than Horace, and not just because Catullus is generally funnier, or because of the weather. It’s because of the sound of Karl’s voice when he reads the words: sly little things that get under Anders’s skin the same way a cat digs its claws through the fabric of his jeans. You can unhook them, but the feeling remains, lasting sharp far longer than it should.

*

Anders brings the cat home unannounced. It’s not that he meant to—but someone left it in a box and it was the last one, not the smallest or the cutest, obviously not, or else someone else would have taken it first.

‘I’m allergic,’ Karl tells him, shaking out his umbrella. He leaves it, open, by his shoes to dry, shoulders speckled with rain.

‘Shh,’ Anders replies. ‘You’ll wake him. He’s sleeping.’

In the middle of a dream, the cat shudders, all the way from his whiskers to his paws, a fine tremble against his taut belly, and kneads the denim in Anders’s lap over and over, while Karl goes to get tissues from the bedroom.

*

There’s an acupuncture technique to help with allergies, Anders tells him later, the cat on his thigh while his cheek rests against Karl’s. Karl’s nose is just a little bit red, but that might as well be from the weather, the dust on the binding of the old book he takes down.

‘Horace or Catullus?’ Anders asks, what it all depends on suddenly more important than not.

‘It’s a surprise,’ Karl tells him, tucking a curl of Anders’s hair under his ear, while Anders chuffs the cat’s chin and the rain patters on the window. ‘Just like a new kitten. Apparently.’

Anders kisses Karl’s thumb, and it smells of poetry, the good stuff: the paper, the other books nestled in tightly, and the glue in the binding, holding all the pages together.

spicyshimmy:

this is one of those things i truly wish i could write, one of those pairings that truly makes me swoon. a different healer than i’m used to seeing with hawke, but it’s all about who helps you lick your wounds at the end of a long day. damn this is beautiful.

spicyshimmy:

this is one of those things i truly wish i could write, one of those pairings that truly makes me swoon. a different healer than i’m used to seeing with hawke, but it’s all about who helps you lick your wounds at the end of a long day. damn this is beautiful.

One of the things that I was sort of most surprised about…was when I saw bits of Dragon Age 2 being put on youtube, there was so much…homophobia…and I just found it funny, especially when people tweeted at me saying, ‘Oh my God, it must have been so hard for you to do those gay scenes,’ and I was like, ‘No! I was snogging my hand! I was very passionately snogging my hand!’ — adam howden (via spicyshimmy)

(via kamidoodles)

dragonagestuff:

dusking:

7/10 
still streaming

Isabela &lt;3

spicyshimmy:

seneschal bran is another minor character i really, really like. he’s just so wonderful to tweak, but at the same time, his words after saemus’s death are some of the most unexpectedly moving in the game. i remember heading over to talk with him and falling into an unexpectedly emotional conversation about who saemus was, and how bran saw him, and cared for him, and it was one of those little details that opens up so many doors. i still feel like there’s ambient dialogue i’ve missed, in with all the ambient dialogue i’ve heard so many times now i could recite it in my sleep. i love that, the treasure-hunting for the as-yet undiscovered… i also love a snooty redhead with fancy cuffs!

Reblog this if you have a genuine crush on someone else’s Hawke.

eviltwinofme:

I think I have a crush on a few Hawkes now….’^_^

HC’s Noah comes to mind pretty quickly, haha.