Chromakaizen's Lounge
I enjoy a vast array of different fandoms like Supernatural, anything by Bioware, Batman, polar bears... You name it. I have it. Also, there may be some NSFW stuff here too. You are warned! <3
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The Arch Demon is screwed.
Finally finished this dang thing (at least for now). Aria and Nyreen might join the line up after I play Omega. But it’s off to see the folks for Thanksgiving now, hope everyone enjoys turkey day and thanks for being patient with my laziness in regards to finishing this. I can’t help it that I love playing ME multiplayer so damn much. -
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Woops an inked Anders before beddy-byes.
Totally winged that robe in places, Anders you said it made trysts and the like easy have you ever actually looked at your clothes!?
Can you even hike them up with all those belts? You and Lulu would get on fabulously.
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yeah man.
What some called romantic others might just think of as ‘creepy’ or ‘unclean.’
Anything important like that always deserved controversy. If everyone agreed about everything there’d be no reason for Hawke to feel gut-punched and ale-drunk every time he looked Anders’s way specifically and discovered a new and ludicrous detail: something stuck and left for dead in Anders’s feathers, for example, or a streak of sticky slush on his trousers, or the curious brown color one of the bandages on his right sleeve had turned in the few years Hawke had known him.
But Hawke did feel gut-punched and ale-drunk over those things and also everything else—loose hair tickling Anders’s tall forehead, slim fingers freckled and stained by poultices but always cleaner for it, a mouth that never knew how it was frowning or how it was smiling, and a funny little arch in his back that drove Hawke wild as a bronto and twice as reckless.
‘Go for a Deep Roads reference,’ Isabela suggested. ‘Tell him you want to plunder his buried thaig. Find the diamond at the end of the tunnel. Bang the anvil with your mighty hammer.’
‘Whatever you do, no limericks,’ Varric added. ‘There once was my cock in your arse needs to never be revisited. …Ever.’
‘You aren’t planning on tearing off his trousers in his clinic, are you?’ Merrill tapped her mouth with a murderous, magical finger. ‘…I suppose I’ll never know when you mean actually dirty or Isabela dirty, will I?’
‘Pfaugh,’ Fenris said.
Different people. Different opinions. Hawke juggled them all like stolen peaches and apples outside of Lothering to prove a point to an unimpressed brother who never clapped about it.
Hawke flexed his fingers, imagining the curve of a backside—however bony it might have been—fitting against his palms, the press of tight thighs against his hips, the fall of loose hair over a tall brow and also Hawke’s nose and also their breath and also Hawke’s trousers round his ankles and Anders’s trousers round his knees and boot buckles and elfroot and fingertips and shivery feathers and spilled ink and ruined manifestos and opened coats and warmed brass buckles and bucking against one another, making…
Well, making for a sort of people sandwich.
‘How do you feel about meat, Anders?’ Hawke asked later that night. ‘Thick, delicious slabs of meat together at last, sliding between two well-kneaded buns…’
‘My mighty hammer and your anvil go well together, don’t you think?’ he asked even later that night.
I have strange and inexplicable feelings about your dirty feathers and the way you mend old clothes seemed even more disastrous than poetry, after all.
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Oh look, my voice!
So driving to work the other day, 22 by Lily Allen came on the radio. Since everything is Dragon Age and nothing hurts, I made a rather telling flub of the lyrics and sang “it seems so unlikely in this Dragon Age” instead of day and age, and well… it seemed imperative that I write the rest of the song.
Apologies for the not amazing recording. The original song is of course “22” by the lovely Lily Allen, and I used a karaoke backing track.
There Were 22 Wardens by Defira85
When she met Warden Duncan, her future looked bright
But she’s the last Warden now and she’s stuck with a Blight
I see that blood on her face, she’s accidentally on fire
She’s thinking Maker please stop this- am I gonna die?
It’s sad but it’s true how the taint will ensure her life is practically over
With a wise cracking elf and a bossy old mage,
‘Til the man of her dreams comes along
Knocks her down and makes the Sacrifice for her
It seems so unkindly in this Dragon Age
She’s got a golden plan but her victory ain’t clear
Whenever she dreams of darkspawn, it brings her to tears
‘Cause all she wants is the Blight gone, she gets angry Banns
She’s thinking shit are those werewolves? I guess it’s time that I ran…
It’s sad but it’s true how the taint will ensure her life is practically over
She’s got a drunken ass dwarf and a brooding wild mage
‘Til the man of her dreams comes along
Knocks her down and makes the Sacrifice for her
It seems so unkindly in this Dragon Age
It’s sad but it’s true how the taint will ensure her life is already over
She’s sick of these demons and spawn and blood mage
‘Til the man of her dreams comes along
Knocks her down and makes the Sacrifice for her
It seems so unkindly in this Dragon Age
oh my god your singing is glorious!!!
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Dragon Effect: The Wardens are coming! Javik and James
I realized that I haven’t actually made any grey wardens in my Dragon Effect lineup and that’s a serious oversight! (Shepard’s a rogue templar, though I guess he’d probably join the wardens eventually too) Also I think Javik and James would be a funny pair to come across in game due to the banter between them in Mass Effect.
Javik: I envision Javik as being one of the long lost, original founders of the Grey Wardens and through some form of sorcery (possibly Flemeth’s doing) being resurrected to join Shepard and crew against a forthcoming blight. I referenced Duncan’s armor from Dragon Age origins and sort of merged it with Javik’s own armor like I did with some of the other characters.
James: So Cortez had a funny line in ME about James liking “grizzly bears” so I thought it’d be funny to model his look after this, with bear-like claws and animal fur incorporated into the armor. The breastplate and warden insignia are existing DA materials that I referenced/borrowed. As for his backstory James was a man whore at a brothel and Javik having been newly resurrected and somewhat confused as to his surroundings happened to stumble in and began demanding information, frightening the customers. James moved to kick him out and ended up getting into a scrap with Javik, Javik of course wins but sees potential in James and invites him to join the wardens, and voila, a hilariously awkward pairing.
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(Source: apostates)
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Ooh! Lyrium Potion and Darkspawn Blood pendants from Etsy.
WANT
I DON’T THINK YOU UNDERSTAND HOW BADLY I NEED THAT LYRIUM PENDANT
I NEED IT
QUITE BADLY
I WILL KILL SOMEONE FOR IT
