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nova-fabula · 2 years

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sometimes I think about how my DnD characters would think about Tari. some examples:

Snowhisper, a piney wizard: Let me teach you about the plants and animals of the Margrave Forest.

Brigid Hilleri, dwarf paladin: I have only had Tari for half an hour but if anything were to happen to her I would kill everyone in this room and then myself

the Ny twins, tieflings warlock and sorcerer: jumbled cursing in every language they know (they like her, they just hate babysitting her)

Kleo, goddess of Magic and the Heroic Dead, High Queen of the Dead: my daughter now

Rez'zari Thelon, wood elf druid cleric: she's so cute! her fur is so soft! I love letting her fall asleep in my lap and hearing her purr when I play with her hair

Ruan, dhampir wizard: Hey, Tari want to hear about our lady and savior Morena? Or how about learning a bit of blood magic?

Aurelia Daggerspine, gnome (elf) thief wizard: that's a Baby...let's give her a knife and see what she does with it

Mari, tiefling bard wizard: I'm with Aurelia, let's see what terror she can wreak!

Cecelia, shadow fey warlock: Snowhisper and Aisling like her, and she's very quiet...I like her.

#Ryn rambles #if you notice there's a LOT of magic users #I like -- I like magic okay #character: Tari Novhret #kind of?#character: Kleo; goddess of Magic and the Heroic Dead; High Queen of the Underworld #I'm gonna need to go change Kleo's tag...ah well #character: Snowhisper #character: Brigid Hilleri #character: Rez'zari Thelon the Joyful #characters: Isha and Resh Ny #character: Ruan Gallowglass #character: Aurelia Daggerspine #character: Mari Mal'Ny #character: Cecelia Caligo #I think I got everyone tagged properly #except Mari but even I don't know if Mari Mal'Ny or Mal'Mari Ny is her proper name #either way it's still just Mari

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rozzwil · 2 years

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I was tagged by @dreadfutures to post some first and last drawings of my OCs, so here’s my first/last of Isha and Ivan! I ended up using this for more of an opportunity to explore how they’ve visually and conceptually changed from their initial design

I’m gonna tag @bearsizedant, @midorimaddie, @siennadraws, @forystr, @whataboutbugs-art, @artharakka, and @artist-rat but I’m horrible at remembering to tag people and I’d love to see anyone else who wants to do it as well :0)

Some extra rambling notes and additions to how these characters have changed under the cut

ISHA:

Isha was only created last year in a drunken quarantine haze with @diirthara-ma but he’s gone through a lot of drafts as I’ve fleshed him out more. We were goading each other into trying the Solas romance despite not being very interested in him as a character because of his narrative importance in DA4. She ended up going with a character who’s fairly complementary to Solas and his interests and so I wanted to create a character who’d have a much rockier romance with him.

Because of this, Isha was originally going to be a 2H warrior with the templar specialization (instead of dual wield tempest) who had a very disparaging view towards magic. He was also much more aggressive, close-minded, and generally a vessel to let me pick the mean dialogue options lol. As I came to learn more about Solas, Dalish culture, and when diirth and I decided to have Enaste and Isha come from the same clan Lavellan he became a lot more nuanced and likable. Isha also was going to be about 23 (instead of 28), had brown straight hair, and wasn’t yet a Type 1 Diabetic.

IVAN:

OK so I know I haven’t actually posted any proper art of Ivan yet but I included him anyway! He’s a spirit healer/blood mage and a pretty selfish, nasty guy in the events of Origins. He was one of the first characters I ever played as purposely mean and antagonistic. Originally he was fairly one-note but over time diirth has woobified him enough that I decided to give him something like a redemption arc after Origins ends. Instead of not romancing anybody he also now romances Morrigan and while he DOES become the first transmasc absent father he later steps up and becomes a more regular part of Kieran’s life.

Physically, he started out as more of a bland, vaguely handsome, evil blond boy but I ended up pushing a lot more of his features to be less conventionally attractive. Like Isha, his age also creeped up from 18 at the start of Origins to 21. His body’s chronically underweight and I also gave him the classic nerd maladies (acne, asthma, and eczema). I also finally let him grow a sad little mustache😌

#first and last meme #dragon age #amell #lavellan #my art #ishavun lavellan #ivan amell #inquisitor #warden #im sorry this took so dread andasifhsalijfdsadfs #thank you for tagging me i love you and your characters so you should do ANOTHER if you have any ocs you want to do this with #👀👀👀#also if anyone i tagged has already done this meme PLEASE send me it!!!#oooof its hard looking at that mid 2010 art style...#ask meme

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airis-paris14 · 6 years

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Redemption 5

Summary: One person, a secret, and and ocean tore them apart. Six years later, they find their way back together. But a rekindled love is not Redemption.

Warnings: fluff, mixed signals, feels.

Zari tossed and turned in the bed before rolling into her back. Suddenly the big bed was too lonely. She tried to convince herself it was the wrong thing to do as she creaked open the bedroom door. Surely T’Challa had had a long journey and needed his rest too.

She told herself it was a horrible idea, as she clicked the door shut quietly before tiptoeing down the hall. This was the worst idea she had had in a minute she chastised herself. Yet Their she stood in front of T’Challa’s door for a minute. “The man is here for a few hours, and suddenly I can’t sleep alone,” She grumbled. A sigh escaped her lips as she mustered the strength to knock in the door.

“T’Challa?” She called softly. Silence settled on the hallway. As she turned to head black down the hall the door creaked open, “Zar?” His sleepy voice sent fire through her veins as she turned to face him.

“Are you alright?”he rasped. “Yeah, yeah I’m sorry I was just gonna, but it’s not important.” She awkwardly shrugged and gestured before waking away from him. “Zar, I know when you’re lying,” he smiled.

“Ok my bed felt lonely so I was going to see if I could sleep with you. But now I see that that is silly so.”

He smiled. “Zar,” she turned to face him. He pulled his door all the way open and gestured in. “Ladies first.”

Zari blushed and slid under the comforter. T’Challa shut the door and slid in behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. “I told you, I’ll take care of you. Just ask for what you need..” His head burrowed into the crook of her shoulder. He pulled her waist flush against him and they both drifted off to sleep.

Zari was used to dreamless nights, the calm often allowed her thoughts to bounce around. But tonight, her brain was laser focused on one thing. The African king that was currently wrapped around her body. T’Challa. His soft snores, the musical score of her dream world as she floated from scenario to scenario.

The early morning sun filtered in through the window, landing on Zari’s eyes. The young woman groaned and carefully peeled herself from T’Challa. Pulling the covers back up over his sleeping frame, she tiptoed down the stairs.

Clicking on the vintage radio, Zari quickly scoped the cabinet and brought out the ingredients for strawberry pancakes.

The soft strains of R&B kept her motivated. She mixed and fried a dozen pancakes. She clicked off the electric stove and placed the pancakes in the warming oven.

She began a pot of coffee as she mixed the ingredients to make her pancake icing. The soft padding of feet down the stairs alerted her to T’Challa’s presence. “Good morning,” she cooed.

She grabbed the linen towel off of the stove and pulled the pancakes out of the warmer. “Good morning,” his morning voice sent chills down Zari’s spine.

“How many pancakes would you like?” Zari asked pulling two off the plate for herself. She drizzled her famous icing over them before sprinkling strawberries over the top. T’Challa’s hands frightened her as they snaked around her waist.

“I’ll have whatever you have,” he whispered. His lips trailed over the back of her neck. “T’Challa,” she whimpered. “Aiden, remember.”

T’Challa pressed a final kiss to her collarbone before removing his arms from around her waist. “I’m sorry, I know it’s frustrating. I’m just not ready to get back to being in a relationship with someone.” Zari sighed.

“No,” he held up his hand, “do not apologize. I’m not gonna rush you into anything you aren’t ready for. Just remind me when I make you uncomfortable.”

Zari nodded before handing him a plate of pancakes. “Thank you,”he smiled. “What’s on the agenda today?” He asked the mother as she cut into her fluffy stack. “Well after we eat we have to pick Aiden up from Dion’s house. Then I have work tonight. Tonight we assign costumes for my new show. You’re welcome to spend the evening with Aiden,” she offered.

“What do you usually do on days like this”T’Challa stated. “Usually Aiden just goes with me. He stays out of trouble and people usually don’t mind. You can tag along if you’d like.”

“If you do not mind. I would love to.” He grinned. A Sudden knock at the door startled both of you. “I’ve got it !” You heaved yourself out of the chair. “You sure?” T’Challa asked. “Yes I’m fine, sit down and finish those pancakes so we can pick up Aiden.” Zari laughed waving him away.

She pulled open the large door to reveal one of her old friends. “Okoye?” Zari’s eyes widened as the other woman stared on in shock as well. “Zari!”she cried flinging her arms around the woman. Both women cried and laughed as they looked over each other.

“I should have known that this is where here was sneaking off to. How did he find you? I can’t believe he found you! It’s been so long, how are you?” She rambled on.

“I’m fine Okoye, just homesick. A lot has changed since I was taken.” Zari sighed. “Taken?” Okoye questioned. “It is a long story that I plan to tell you someday, just not today,” Zari smiled.

“As long as you promise I’ll see you again,” the woman insisted. “I promise.” Zari grinned. “Well tell the king I brought his clothes. And thank you for letting him stay here.”

“No problem, we’ve had a lot to catch up on. “I bet!” Okoye smirked. “I’ll see you later,” She saluted before walking off, but knowing Okoye, she wasn’t that far away.

Zari shut the door smiling and carried the duffel bag into the kitchen. The designer sat it on the kitchen counter an grabbed another pancake. She settled onto the stool next to T’Challa. “Okoye?” He asked.

“Umm hmm,” the woman smiled giddily, unable to hold back her laughter. “I missed your laugh,” T’Challa smiled. The mother blushed cleaning away both of the plates.

“Umm, Okoye brought your clothes, if you wanna shower before we get Aiden you should do it quickly.” She I nformed him as she headed up the stairs.

T’Challa dug through his bag and pulled out a small bag. He quickly grabbed his duffel before heading up to the shower. Twenty minutes later Zari walked down the stairs to grab some water. As the fridge door closed, the mother spotted the box over the top of her water.

Curious she walked over to the King’s box and peered at the top.

Just open it Zar.

T’Challa’s hand writing still made Zari smile. After so many years he could still read her like a book. She pulled off the top of the box and revealed a sleek gray oval. She popped open the capsule and gasped. There in the black fabric rested a set of kimoyo beads. She noticed a note tucked in the corner.

Six years is too long to be without loved ones.

Zari stared at the box for a few minutes before she heard him enter the room. “Do you remember how to use them?” He asked moving closer. Zari’s mouth opened and closed before she finally resorted to shaking her head.

“Would you like some help?” He laughed. The mother slapped his chest before handing him the capsule. He grabbed the bracelet from the fabric and held it up to her ear. She felt a slight tingle as the bead read her information. The bead glowed purple before returning to their normal state.

T’Challa grinned before slowly raising the beads over her wrist. “I’m truly sorry you’ve been separated this long. It should have your parents numbers in there as well as Isha’s number,” Zari cut him off as she pressed her lips to his.

Zari pulled back shocked as she stood there, her fingers gripping his lapel. “I’m sorry,” she blushed trying to pull away. “For what?” T’Challa smiled pulling her back to him. “I feel like I’m giving you mixed signals and that’s not fair.”

“I’ll take what I can get, and I’ll accept whatever decision you make. But, we’re just focusing on Aiden. Right?” He rubbed circles on her back. Zari nodded before leaving his embrace to grab her keys. “Speaking of Aiden, you ready?” She nodded towards the door.

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