#smalls d. elfie

[lttl3babybug]

Heyy! Pretty please, wanna fic where Legolas regresses into very small age and some guys from fellowship (you choose) takes care of little elfie 🥺🥺🥺 (just wanna my lil elf boy)

LITTLE LEGOLAS!! I’m going with Gimli taking care of him bc big and small :) tank you for this request! :D I wuv Legolas!!

Hair Braiding

Legolas was quiet. He gripped onto the reins of his horse as he trotted along, a little behind his other friends. He stared down at the daisies in the grass and rested against his head against the horses’s hair. He gently brushed it with his fingers allowing a soft smile to cover his face, he felt so small. So calm. This state was ideal for a long travel, no stress, no worry, just small happiness. As the three men rode along on the two horses Legolas heard a chirp from behind him. “C’mon boy! I’m sure this horse can go faster than this, we’re going to lose sight of Aragorn lad!” Gimli piped up. The new voice and idea of possibly losing track of his way sent panic through the elf.

He sat up from the calming position he was in moments ago, a clear fear in his movements. He’d completely forgotten Gimli was riding along with him, Legolas cleared his throat a little and attempted to keep in his right headspace, “Right, yes- you’re absolutely correct, my apologies” he says awkwardly while signalling for the horse to speed up a little. Gimli merely huffed in response as he watched the prince flatten his hair and the mane of his horse. Legolas kept his horse only a few trails behind Aragorn as he attempted to keep himself from slipping again.

He’d been so concentrated on this he’d not realised that Gimli had been chatting away to him. All Legolas had been replying with was little hums and the odd word, his voice growing smaller and smaller. “Lad what has gotten into you?” Gimli asked looking up at his elf friend, Legolas looked back at him. His blue eyes wide and large with curiosity, he wasn’t entirely sure how to answer that question so he stayed quiet and kept his eyes on the road ahead of him instead. The more he thought of not slipping the further he did and the smaller his mind became. Legolas’s lack of response and general awareness seemed to have piqued the dwarfs interest, he leans in and whispers. “How are you feeling lad?”

Legolas’s replies, in a very quiet voice, “small…”. His response was soft spoken and almost sleepy sounding. His grip on the reins had loosened and eyes became heavy, “Ah…” Gimli says. He wasn’t particularly sure how to deal with…this. Part of him wanted to laugh, watching the high and mighty elf prince fall into a deep state of childlike emotions right before him was something he never thought he’d see. But he didn’t laugh. Instead he reached up and placed a hand against Legolas’s platinum blonde hair, taking it and parting it.

The elf’s initial reaction was panic. His head snapped back and his partially braided hair was pulled out of Gimli’s grasp. Legolas’s hair was very precious to him, so while he was in such a fragile state having someone touch it unexpectedly freaked him out a little. Gimli pulled his hands back before saying, “calm down little one, I was only braiding it” in the calmest tone he could. Legolas’s shoulders dropped as he smiled a little, “braiding” he repeated with a small giggle before facing front again- allowing Gimli to continue.

Moments later Legolas felt a weight on his shoulder. He looked down at what was this newfound weight was, his eyes fell on his beautifully plaited hair. He looked back at Gimli with the largest smile the dwarf had ever seen, his hands ran over the flatly braided hair. The new texture of the loose braid in his otherwise straight hair had him giggling and smiling in joy. He turned back to Gimli once again and, in a very small voice, uttered “Tank you” towards him, his smile never fading away

#!!! <3 #sfw agere #age regression #agere community #fandom agere #agere #agere blog #lotr agere #legolas #Legolas greenleaf #lord of the rings #lotr gimli #regressor legolas #little legolas #he’s such a smiley boy #I wrote this on the WiFi of a potato #lotr #lotr fandom #I’m kinda new to the lotr fandom #age regressor #agere fic #agere post #he’s a regressor! #little space #he’s such a sweet little guy

[leftsidebonfire]

✨️ Pinned Post! ✨️

Hello and welcome to Leftsidebonfire, where we always Go Left! 👈🔥

You can feel free to call me Katie or Elfie! I'm 25, Female, She/Her.

☠️🏴‍☠️ Follow my OC Blog!! @talesfromtherollingmountain

In this little blog, you can expect to find my silly little rambles about a whole array of things, including (but not limited to!):

One Piece, Jojo's Bizarre Adventure, Dungeons and Dragons, The Witcher, Assassins Creed, and more!

I also have OCs! You are always welcome to talk to me about them at any time! If you'd like to ask questions or start an RP, hit me up!! Also, if any of them inspire you and you wish to draw some art of them, you have my full permission! My OCs are almost always my DnD characters that I have pushed into a corresponding Fandom, but I like to consider them in a multiverse, so dont let that stop you! You can find all my OC ramblings in the tag #OC Tag or the corresponding Character's name!

((Working on a Carrd for all my character bios. That will go here once I get it all figured out!))

OC List:

Dungeons and Dragons:

🎲 Ziona (Bard) Jocasta (Rogue) Eleni Santiana (Sorcerer) Unaek Seveer (Druid) Phaedra (Monk) Amaryllis (Monk) Vassia (Cleric) Juniper (Ranger) Alci (Dreamwalker)

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure:

🍷 Phantom Blood: Amaryllis, Vassia, Caroline, Kallias

🌠 Battle Tendency: Jocasta

🏜 Stardust Crusaders: Avidia Zeppeli, B.G. May, Jocasta

💎 Diamond is Unbreakable: Joanna "Jett", Slash, B.G. May, Jocasta

🐞 Golden Wind: Tagliata Scottato

One Piece

🏴‍☠️ Straw Hat Grand Fleet: Unaek Seveer, Jocasta Erotas, Captain Eleni Santiana

🎩 Revolutionary Army: Ruth, Trygve Seveer, Rose Thorn-Seveer

🎶 Rumbar Pirates: Rhapsody

💗 Heart Pirates: Vidra

🤡 Buggy Pirates: Lyra

The Witcher

🐺 Ziona

Stranger Things

🚲 Virgina Campbell

…And more to come! (Probably)

⚜️Ive Got Fankids!⚜️

Feel free to ask about any of them! Same as the OCs, always open to chat or RP!!!

🏴‍☠️ One Piece

Delphinium (Delphi) Prince (Unaek x Sanji)

Liatris Prince (Unaek x Sanji)

Monkey D. Ace (Unaek x Luffy)

Monkey D. Rosie (Unaek x Luffy)

Mary Erotas (Jocasta x Usopp)

Roronoa Enma (Eleni x Zoro)

Trafalgar D. Cora (Eleni x Law)

Sometimes I draw! You can find all my doodles under the tag #My Art

Sometimes I write fics! Below the readmore is a link to each and a small description! You can find all of them under the tag #My Writing

Tea For Thugs (Series)

A young Victorian woman known as Amaryllis helps out an injured stranger on the streets of London one night, unknowingly forming a bond with the leader of the most feared gangs in all of London, Robert E. O. Speedwagon.

Part 1 https://www.tumblr.com/leftsidebonfire/654643196772614144/tea-for-thugs?source=share

Part 2 https://www.tumblr.com/leftsidebonfire/657618178635186176/tea-for-thugs?source=share

Breathe Me

Joseph Joestar is strong in many ways, except for the moments when his resolve fails, and he admits that even he needs a little bit of comfort when it feels like the world is caving in. Jocasta offers Joseph some relief from his Hamon Training Mask.

https://www.tumblr.com/leftsidebonfire/666305720205082624/breathe-me-be-my-friend-hold-me-wrap-me-up?source=share

At Our Place, We Do Four

The French are known to kiss cheeks as a greeting, and as someone with the world's biggest crush on a sweet, flirty Frenchman, I can't say I'm one to complain (Self ship with Polnareff)

https://www.tumblr.com/leftsidebonfire/661530354451202048/at-my-place-we-do-four-katpol?source=share

Hey Jealousy

"Keep an eye on Polnareff" is a difficult task when you won't admit that you're jealous. In which I follow Polnareff around the streets while he agonizingly flirts with Nena.(Self ship with Polnareff)

https://www.tumblr.com/leftsidebonfire/669689689403441152/hey-jealousy-the-past-is-gone-but-something?source=share

Wouldn't Hurt a Fly

Sometimes, even the sweet ones reach their breaking point. Unaek, forced to watch her beloved Sanji being hurt to protect her, takes matters into her own hands when she unlocks a new level of her Devil Fruit she had never expected before.

https://www.tumblr.com/leftsidebonfire/686780496766812160/title-summary-what-happens-when-the-worlds?source=share

....and more to come! (Probably)

#Pinned Post #My Art #My Writing #Masterlist #Oc tag #Jojo's Bizarre Adventure #One Piece #Dnd #Dungeons and Dragons #RP Blog #OC Blog #Intro #Introductions #Self ship

[drjdorr]

I just am amazed at the characters my little cousins and little brother made.

First we have a human monk soldier, Abraham, who is probably the most normal party member

Second we have a old enough to die of old age incredibly light dwarf rogue criminal, Jeff. Which is borderline an oxymoron

Third and forth(yes this is two characters with two players) we have a sibling pair of gold dragonborn barbarian guild artisans(calligraphers), Jeoni and Katface, the younger of which(the sister, Katface) was originally statted out to be a druid. Extra amusing is the brother's player(who is my brother) originally was only wanting to be a dragonborn if the sister's character wasn't going to be a dragonborn until I said they could be different types of dragonborns(them deciding there characters were siblings happened between that and them picking the type of dragonborn)

Fifth and last we have a five foot tall(I talked her down from 6) five year old dark elf death cleric criminal,Elfy, who has wisdom as one of her lowest stats

This will be interesting, once we finish actually making these characters. We just need to do class stuff and the background features (I forgot my bad)for the human and dwarf, the first level spell for the cleric(thank goodness for the minimum number of prepped spells), and the none mechanical bits like traits and bonds and flaws for everyone. Then we can be off to chult were I hope not to tpk them instantly

#d and d #small children campaign #trying to get them to complete their characters is like herding cats after a bit #i keep feeling like I need to remind them that this is the least fun part and it gets better #Elfy #Katface #Abraham #Jeff #Jiani

[aerwick]

hello and welcome, I am Sam and I draw stuff. I mostly do character designs for me and my friends’ d&d characters, but occasionally I mix it up. the only OCs I have are terrible boys and wild women. here is me and my two most favoritest of my boys, Val’endriel (small, fancy, elfy) and Camdyn (totally normal human boy who this blog is named after)

#sam rambles #cam #val #me

[kagethedream]

Pursuit

The Underbelly. A place that reeked of rubbish and dank deviousness. Kage paused in a shadow and watched a few urchins creep down the staircase further into the depths of such a place. He followed along closely while ears twitched to pick up the tail end of their verbal exchange. 

“Tellin’ ya, there’s gonna be hell tae pay if’n we dun get it tae th’ boss t’day.” “Shaddup! We’re being followed.”

Kage arched a brow. Ah. Worgen. Not wearing a glamour, the scent of his affiliation with the Void alone would have announced him if the seaside smell hadn’t first. The dwarf beside him tensed and reached for a blade no doubt. Kage lengthened his stride to close the distance. His voice rang out to echo far enough for their ears to discern. 

“Gentlemen. I’m not here for you or to learn your business. Pay me no heed.”

“Better not be, elfie. Some places still pay for that pair of ears you got on you.”

Kage paused and turned the depths of his void kissed eyes up to the Worgen. He quietly smiled and watched the dog’s hackles lift. “Don’t want to be late for your boss now do you?” He stood there waiting for them to ponder the odds of the pair of them against himself. With the smile still intact, something must have felt off for the worgen nudged the dwarf and the two of them began to make slow, retreating steps. Kage did not move a muscle. Nor did he blink. Once they were far enough and at one of the entrances to further below, the pair made to leave quickly causing the warlock to simply roll his eyes. 

Seriously, am I really that intimidating?

Kage quieted his footsteps and made his own way down below. 

… a little while later. 

“What you’re looking for can’t be found down here mate.” “Aye.” 

The elf found himself against the counter of the Underbelly tavern speaking with a pair of sailors to a captain Kage was somewhat familiar with. The tattoos on the back of each left hand were clear indicators. A frown crossed his pretty lips, making himself seem rather disappointed. 

“Don’t go crying on us now! There’s a guy o’er there in the corner who could point you in a better direction.” “Oh yea. Dunno what he’s down here for in that fine get up.” “Likes to slum it. Bet he gets his shinnies cheaper somehow.” “Oooh ho! Mucking it with the pirates is he? Good way to get a throat slit if you ask me.” “No one asked you.” “Gentlemen, thank you. The next round is on me. I insist.”

Both lifted their current mugs to toast him with hearty praise. Kage went over to the man in the corner and simply sat down in the chair across from him. It appeared to be a ledger sitting under his three chins. 

“Yes?” “Are you a jeweler?” “I’m one among many.” “Good. I need to locate a particular gem and will pa-” “Let me stop you right there. I sell them in my work but if you’re looking for one outside a setting, you need to talk with someone else.” “Care to drop a name for me?” The human looked begrudged as he leaned heavily back in his chair. Kage chose to forgive his loud exhale as a chubby finger reached under his vest to pull out a small stack of cards. He waited while the man rifled through them before producing one, handing it over to Kage. “Here. And you did NOT get it from me. Understood?” “I don’t even know your name. Let’s keep it that way.” Kage pocketed the card and rose from the table. As he made his way towards the ground level of the city, he snapped his fingers. An imp appeared. “Here. Find the man whose name is on the card I just received. When you do, don’t engage. Don’t get seen either. Just tell me where as soon as you do. Got it? There will be child finger bones for you at home if you’re quick about it.” The imp giggled all too cheerfully with the prospect of having its favorite treat. With a loud pop in the air, the imp was off to search for a Mister Seven.

[ @sevensolar​ ]

[johaerys-writes]

The Bum End of The Library

Everything started when @pikapeppa sent me this incredible comic  by @knightofbunnies of a modern AU where Dorian is a substitute librarian. Then we got to talking about how cool it would be if her OC Rynne Hawke and my OC Tristan Trevelyan were there (with Dorian and Fenris, of course). One thing led to another… AND NO, WE TOTALLY DIDN’T COME UP WITH A CRACK ONE SHOT THAT HAD ME WHEEZING THE ENTIRE TIME I WROTE IT XD

This is dedicated to @pikapeppa whom I adore endlessly for enabling my tomfoolery, and for the banter ideas that ARE ABSOLUTELY GOLDEN AND I CAN’T DEAL. (also, title courtesy of @solas-disapproves! :D)

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“Why are we doing this, again?”

Tristan sat on the plush armchair tucked at a small corner of the library. He flicked idly through the book in his lap -something about rune casting or other- and took a sip of warm tea spiked with brandy from his flask. He was still quite sleepy; Dorian had dragged him out of bed first thing in the morning, with a promise to get him a warm berry tart from the bakery on their way to the Kirkwall University library. Tristan had gotten the tart, but that hadn’t improved his sour mood one bit.

Dorian was on the narrow ladder leaning against the sturdy bookcase, placing a thick leather tome on the shelf. He shot him a sharp look.

“We, amatus?” he asked him poignantly, carefully climbing down the ladder. “We are doing nothing. I am filling in for Felix while he’s away on that research trip of his. You were supposed to come and help me sort this mountain of books, but all you’re doing is sitting on your arse and-“

His eyes widened considerably when he saw the flask in Tristan’s hands. With a sharp exhale, he strode over to him and snatched the flask away, oblivious to Tristan’s glare.

“No drinking over the books! How many times do I have to say it?” he chided him. He screwed the cap back on the flask and carefully placed it in his coat pocket, but not before taking a tiny sip himself.

Tristan flashed him a teasing smile. Dorian rolled his eyes, but couldn’t help a small smile of his own. “Oh, wipe that smirk off your face, will you?”

Tristan arched an eyebrow at him. “Make me.”

Before Dorian could respond, a cheerful voice cut through the quiet of the library.

“Dorian!” Rynne exclaimed, running up to him.

“Well, if it isn’t my favourite girl,” Dorian said, returning her grin as she went up on her tip toes to hug him.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” she asked, still holding him by the shoulders. “I thought Felix was in charge of the library!”

“He still is. I’m only substitute librarian while he’s away. What brings you here?”

“Oh, I was just passing by to return some books on Pyromancy. They were incredibly dull. I almost died of boredom while reading them,” she replied, her raspberry lips pursing in a small frown, which instantly melted away when she looked up at Dorian. “When are you going to write a book? You do know how much I love reading your research!”

“Ah, always the flatterer, aren’t you?” Dorian said, pinching her chin. “When I write a book, you’ll be the first to read it.”

Rynne’s beamed at him before her eyes fell on Tristan. He returned her animated wave with a nod, returning to flipping the pages of the book in his lap.

“Oh, dear,” Rynne said, lowering her voice, “he’s not very talkative today, is he?”

Dorian shot him an amused glanced over his shoulder. “Don’t mind him. He’s just upset that I didn’t let him sleep until late afternoon.”

“I heard that,” Tristan grumbled.

“Good! I meant you to,” Dorian said with a sweet smile.

Rynne laughed softly as she glanced at the books Dorian was still holding in his arms. “Let’s see, what do we have here? Alchemy, more alchemy, rune forging… Treatises on Fade magic! That’s quite interesting,” she said, picking the book up. A smaller book fell through the bundle as she did so, and her amber eyes flashed with interest.

“Oh, and what is this? Is that the latest instalment of Swords & Shields? And a very smutty one, too. You dirty dog,” she laughed, tapping him playfully on the arm.

“I was only returning it to its proper place! Besides, it’s not like I didn’t read it as soon as it came out.”

Rynne shifted on her feet somewhat uncomfortably and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “That makes one of us, then.”

Dorian’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Really? You are always the first to finish them! I know that Varric gives you some of his manuscripts to read before he publishes them, too. What happened now?”

“Oh, well, you know how it is.” A faint blush crept up Rynne’s cheeks and she glanced behind her.

Dorian chuckled under his breath, following her gaze towards the white haired elf that was browsing some books on a shelf across the room. “I most certainly do. No time to read about the Knight-Captain getting it on, when you’re getting a fair bit of it yourself, hmm?”

Rynne’s barking laugh rang across the library. “You could say that!”

Dorian gave her a knowing look, placing his hand on his hip. “He is very charming, I won’t lie.”

“Are you kidding me? He’s gorgeous! Just look at him,” she said and let out a soft, dreamy sigh. “And he’s kind and thoughtful and caring… Not to mention he has the nicest butt in all of Thedas,” she said, elbowing Dorian and winking cheekily at him.

Tristan scoffed. “I find that hard to believe,” he said, not taking his eyes off his book.

Rynne shot him a look of honest curiosity. “Really? How so?”

A small smile curled Tristan’s lips before he spoke. “Everyone knows that Dorian has the finest rear end in Thedas.”

Dorian let out a loud guffaw and turned around to blow him a kiss. “You know best, amatus.” He looked at Rynne and tapped her sympathetically on the shoulder. “I’m sorry, my dear, but the title of the best behind in Thedas is already taken.”

“Nonsense!” Rynne exclaimed. “I am sorry, because you’re about to be dethroned. Fenris has the best butt in Thedas, and that’s final.”

“No it isn’t,” Tristan said.

“Yes, it is!”

Dorian huffed in mock exasperation, and snatched the book she was holding. “Did you want this magical treatise or not?” he said teasingly.

“Hey! I need that for my Fade course!” She tried to take it back, but Dorian held it well over his head.

“By all means, continue to debate my fine assets - pun entirely intended - but did you really need this book? Something tells me you didn’t. Perhaps you’ll be able to pass that course without it, if you’re very lucky.”

Rynne stretched her arm to grab it, laughing all the while. “Just give it back, you horrible man!”

“What is happening here?”

Fenris’s deep voice echoed in the circular rotunda. He was a little way away, his brows furrowed. He crossed the distance with a couple large strides, coming to stand protectively beside Rynne.

Varric, who materialised as if from thin air from behind a cubicle shot him a wide smile. “Everything’s happening here, elf,” he chuckled. “Everything.”

Fenris shot him a sidelong frown. “Where did you come from?”

“Oh, Fenris!” Rynne exclaimed excitedly. “Dorian, Tristan and I were discussing who has the finest butt in Thedas. I was saying that yours is the best, while Tristan-“

A crimson flush spread on Fenris’s cheeks and up to the tips of his ears. “You did what?”

Tristan let his book fall closed and stood up, walking up to them. He tilted his head to glance at Fenris’s back, then shrugged. “You have a point,” he told Rynne. “His behind is quite shapely.”

“See? I told you!”Rynne said, her face brightening up, while Fenris glowered at him.

“… but I insist that Dorian’s is better,” Tristan continued with a sly smile.

“He’s right, you know,” Dorian said, as matter-of-factly as if they were having an argument about the weather. “Not to sound vain, but it is quite incredible. I picture it in marble.”

Fenris folded his arms before his chest and gave Dorian a bored look. “You do realise how ridiculously vain that sounds, I hope?” he deadpanned.

“Oh! Oh! I have an idea!” a voice behind them said.

They all turned to see Sera perched up on the railing of the rotunda, watching them all as they bickered.

“Why don’t you both have your arses carved in marble, and then we can have people decide whose is best?” she suggested with a grin.

“Now, that’s an idea I can get behind,” Varric chimed in, barely suppressing his amused grin. “Then we can have the carving that wins outside the library as a tourist attraction.”

Everyone laughed, except for Fenris, whose mouth twisted in a snarl. “Not. A. Chance.”

“Oh, come on, Fen, it will be fun!” Rynne said. “We could throw a huge party with drinks, and music, and we’ll invite all our friends-“

“No, Hawke,” Fenris insisted, even though his scowl lessened considerably when he glanced at her.

Rynne opened her mouth to retort, not doubt intending to persuade him, when a head emerged from the nearby cubicle, and a very disgruntled Solas glared at them.

“Do you mind?” he asked pointedly. “Some of us are trying to read.”

“Hey, Elfy!” Sera said, jumping off the railing. “You never told us who you think has the best bum.”

“And I won’t,” Solas said, his tone flat and dry. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a very important essay to complete.”

Sera shrugged and waved dismissively behind his back as he turned to leave. “Oh, forget him. Elfy’s just bitter that no one’s arguing about his arse.”

“I most certainly am not!” Solas replied, a look of indignation on his features, while the rest of them burst into raucous laughter.

“Well, you always have a friggin’ opinion on everything else,” Sera said with a sneer, “so I think you’re very bitter.”

“Alright, alright, let’s all play nice,” Varric said placatingly, wiping a tear from his eye. “How about we settle this over a couple drinks at the pub? The atmosphere there is much more inviting for discussions of this sort.”

“Absolutely not,” Fenris growled, his mouth set in a tight line.

“I’m in,” Tristan said, grabbing his coat from the armchair.

“So am I!” Rynne said, clapping her hands. She pulled at Fenris’s arm enthusiastically. “Let’s go, it’ll be fun!”

A look at Rynne’s smiling face had Fenris letting out a defeated sigh. “Fine. But you dimwits are paying,” he said, looking at Varric, Dorian and Tristan in turn.

Tristan placed his palm on Dorian’s back and winked at him. “Winner’s treat.”

#dorian pavus #fenris #dorian pavus fic #fenris fic #fenhawke #pavelyan #dorian x trevelyan #fenris x hawke #fenris x f!hawke #dorian x inquisitor #tristan trevelyan #rynne hawke #johaerys writes

[cruelangelstheses]

to be loved

fandom: dragon age rating: G characters: sera/female inquisitor words: 1.6k additional tags: canon compliant, self-esteem issues, fluff description: rana lavellan teaches her girlfriend sera how to make dalish hearth cakes. a/n: hello!! :D i wrote this for @serappreciationweek day 2: ships!!

read it on ao3

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Sera furrows her brow as she reads over the recipe. Looking back up at her girlfriend, she says, “Elfy cookies?”

Rana shrugs. “They’re the only cookies I know how to make,” she says. “Although technically they’re called hearth cakes.”

Sera sticks her tongue out and passes the paper back to Rana. “Whatever. More than I can make.”

“Not for long!” Rana says, setting the recipe down on a crate. “Besides, think of it this way. At least you can admit that you don’t know how to make cookies. That already makes you better than some people.”

Sera pretends to be uninterested in Rana’s “elfy cookies,” but she can’t stop herself from glancing over at the table where the ingredients are already set up. “How’d you get halla butter?”

“Remember that Dalish clan we met in the Exalted Plains?” Rana says as she ties an apron around her waist. “I traded them for it.”

Sera doesn’t quite know what to do, so she just watches as Rana measures the flour. She’s beautiful when she’s so focused, completely ignoring the brown hair that falls into her eyes from its messy, boyish cut. Lifting the sifter above a large bowl, she turns her head toward Sera and says, “Well, what are you waiting for?”

Sera blinks a few times in surprise. “But I’m not…”

“Not what?” Rana says as she starts to sift the flour. “Not ‘elfy’ enough? Screw that. I got these ingredients because I want to bake cookies with you. I want us to make our own ‘us cookies.’ Together.”

At that, Sera gives in and allows herself a smile. “Frigging weird, you are,” she laughs, grabbing an apron of her own and joining Rana at the table, where she’s finished sifting the flour and has begun adding hardwood ash and salt. Meanwhile, Sera grabs the recipe and skims over it to find the next step.

“I’ll do the spices,” she says, grabbing a spoon. While she measures and mixes in the spices, Rana prepares the butter. It feels kind of nice, actually, being able to do something helpful and productive, but she’ll reserve judgment for when the cookies—hearth cakes—are actually finished. Maybe they’ll turn out tasting terrible, and it’ll be all her fault. That seems more likely.

“Okay,” Rana says. “Now we have to rub the butter into the mix until it all starts to look like crumbs. I recommend using our fingers; it’s easier.”

Sera smirks. “Mess! That’s fun stuff.”

Rana flashes her a snaggletooth grin, a smile reserved only for those she cares enough about. Sera counts herself lucky to be able to see it. “I knew you’d like that.”

Rana tosses the hunk of halla butter into the bowl, then presses it into the mixture. The yellow-white mush quickly covers her long, tan fingers, and after a moment, Sera sticks her own hands into the bowl and starts pushing the butter into the mix. Their hands constantly bump each other, and they giggle as their hands go from buttery to coated in thin crumbs. Sera savors her girlfriend’s giggle, another rare joy from a woman mired in bitterness and exhaustion.

When they’re nearly done, Sera takes her index finger and draws a swirly design around Rana’s right eye and down her cheek in sticky crumbs. “Now you match,” she says, referring to the black vallaslin that adorns the left side of her face, though it’s much more intricate than Sera’s last-minute crumb drawing. Rana snorts and kisses her on the cheek.

Sera handles the next step, stirring in the sugar and dried cranberries, while Rana beats the egg in a separate bowl to pour into the large one. They take turns mixing everything together until the dough actually starts to look like it’s supposed to.

Rana gets an excited gleam in her bright purple eyes, eyes that have captivated Sera since the moment she first saw them glowing in the darkness. “This is where they actually start to taste like cookies.”

They sprinkle some flour on the table and dump the dough out. Rana presses her palms against the lump and starts to knead with both hands, her movements strong and sure despite her tiny frame. She looks like she doesn’t need much help, so Sera stands and watches, admiring the subtle ripples of muscle in her arms and shoulders. Finally, when the dough is about as thin as it’s supposed to be, Rana grabs a goblet, turns it upside down, and says, “Cookie time,” before planting it firmly into one corner of the dough, cutting a perfect circle.

They fall into a pattern: Rana cuts the cookies, Sera pulls them out of the dough and sets them on a plate for the time being. When they run out of room to make another round shape, Rana rolls the remaining dough into a ball and flattens it out like she did before, until it’s so small that she can’t cut it with the goblet anymore. “What do we do with that, Inky?” Sera asks.

Rana picks up the little dough ball and rips it into two. Handing one half to Sera and popping the other into her mouth, she says, “We eat it.”

Sera laughs a little and shoves her piece into her mouth, chewing cautiously, prepared to hate it. It’s sweet and flavorful, and she likes the way the cranberries mix with the pastry dough.

Rana watches her expectantly. “Well? How is it?”

Sera shrugs and smiles awkwardly. “I...I like it.”

Rana grins again, and again, Sera feels blessed to witness it.

The final step is to actually bake the hearth cakes over a flame. Rana grabs a flat iron griddle and lets it heat up over the fire in the corner of the kitchen. Per her request, Sera tosses a pinch of flour into the griddle, and they watch as it turns golden brown, signalling that it’s ready.

Rana pulls the griddle out and sets it back on the table, while Sera carefully places the hearth cakes around the edge—“If we put them in the middle, it’ll blacken them,” Rana explains. She can’t fit them all in, so they’ll have to do a couple rounds.

They stand next to each other, watching the cookies get larger. Rana still has the crumb design on her face, and Sera leans down and rests her head on Rana’s shoulder. “You’re fun, Inky,” she says as she stares into the fire. “And you’re sweet, underneath all that ‘Grrr, look at me funny and I’ll knife you.’” They both giggle. When Sera first met Rana, she thought she’d never hear a sound like that come out of her mouth. She seemed too distant, too hostile, too bogged down with responsibility and hurt. For her to open up, to let loose, means more than Sera could ever put into words.

When the first batch of cookies is done, Sera helps pull them out of the griddle and onto the plate from earlier, while Rana replaces them with the unbaked half. Sera grabs one and pops the whole thing into her mouth, even though she knows she should wait until they’ve cooled down.

To the surprise of no one, the cookie burns her mouth, and she has to chew with it open to get some relief. “Piss!” she yells, but she’s smiling, too, and Rana shakes her head in mock disapproval.

“So? How are they?” Rana asks, keeping one eye on the griddle. “Besides the ‘burning your tongue’ part.”

Well, besides the “burning her tongue” part, the baked cookie tastes even better than the raw dough, which shouldn’t be too surprising, but it kind of is. It’s like she was still waiting for the cakes to turn bad somehow.

“They...they’re good,” she says. “I thought they’d be terrible. I thought I’d make them terrible. Not elfy enough to make elfy cookies right. Maybe that’s stupid, but ‘til now, it’s all I knew how to feel. ‘Not allowed to be elfy, Sera, elfy is bad,’ but ‘not elfy enough, Sera, try harder.’ So instead of feeling like a human or an elf, I just feel like...a failed elf.” She frowns and sighs. “So it’s good. This is good. Because now cookies make me think of you and how much I like you, instead of frigging Lady Emmald.” She grabs another cookie off the plate and takes a bite out of it, smiling spitefully. “And now I can make cookies better than she ever could. So she can eat it.”

Rana’s gaze is soft and warm, like a comforting light. “I’m glad, ma vhenan.”

Usually Sera doesn’t like hearing Elvish—her inability to speak or understand most of it serves as just another reminder of her supposed brokenness. But when Rana calls her vhenan, it’s different. It has a certain weight to it; it swells with everything Rana feels and can’t express. It’s a word that Rana shouts in desperation when Sera falls on the battlefield, and it’s a word that she whispers against Sera’s chest when they’re alone at night. It feels right for once, to love and be loved by her.

It’s Sera that breaks the trance between them when she smells the burning. “Inky! The cookies!”

Rana jumps and quickly pulls the griddle out from the flame and sets it on the table. The cookies aren’t on fire, but they’re significantly darker than the first batch.

“Ugh,” Sera says, wrinkling her nose. “See, that’s what happens when you get too lovey-dovey.”

They stare at each other for a short moment, and then they both burst into laughter.

#sera #sera appreciation week #serappreciationweek #sera x inquisitor #sera x lavellan #female inquisitor #female lavellan #dragon age inquisition #dai #dragon age #seravellan #rana lavellan #my fics #happy elf lesbians!!!

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Something small from last year. My thotfriend, Elfy, has been running a KoF DND, of which I’m a part of. Me and my girl Mako are part of a team consisting of two of our friends and their own characters: Sonia’s stinky girl Isla, and Quart’s shitlord Elliot. Their characters have Orochi blood - Isla due to being an Iori clone, and Elliot thanks to lineage - while Mako is a rogue Anti-K prototype.

This was a hypothetical angst scenario Quart and I discussed during the downtime between sessions. She reminded me of this sucker last week and I still like it, even if I want to add more, so I figured I’d share.

#Bite’s writing #KoF D10 blabberings #King of Fighters #KoF #KoF OC #King of Fighters OC #Team Neo NESTS #I still haven’t acrually blabbered about Mako properly yet.... I should also scrobble up pix of these three

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5 Facts: Olivia Brisbee

I was tagged by @princeofmorley​ and then promptly forgot about it until now lol. The d&d campaign I’m in is getting real intense so I figure this is a good chance to think about my darling half-elf bard. 

1. I didn’t initially intend to play her this way, but she’s definitely got adhd and way too much free time. She knows an assortment of random languages, is currently carrying around 4 entirely unrelated instruments (guitar, dulcimer, triangle, flute), and gets a small bonus to literally every skill because at some point or another she’s tried everything, or at least read about it. She’s got a new interest every second, and in that second she devours absolutely all the information she can about it before she finds that actually, I really wanna learn this other thing and the cycle continues. Olivia can’t remember what you literally just told her, but if you wanna know how sailors commonly tie rope knots or the history of some random forgotten noble she’s got you covered. 

2. One of the languages she knows is dwarvish, because she dated a dwarven girl at Bard College. The relationship was a short lived, freshman year “we’re both just excited to be free and figuring ourselves out” sort of thing but Olivia picked up a phrase or two while they were together, and then took classes in it because she thought the language sounded pretty. 

3. Despite the fact that she comes from a merchant family, she’s horrible with money and has no idea how much things should reasonably cost. She’s never bought her own drinks and spent the family’s coin before leaving home so now that she’s on her own that aspect of daily life has been especially difficult. 

4. There’s a sizable age difference between her and all her siblings, especially the twins, which is part of why she and her older siblings have never gotten along. Larissa and Aloisius are about 14 years older than Olivia, and Koraz is 9 years younger than her. She and Koraz got along well enough, despite their very different interests, mostly because they both needed someone to commiserate with about their family’s craziness. 

5. She used to be really self conscious about her big elfy ears, and as a kid she started folding them down or back to hide under her hair. This obviously hurt and often left her ears bruised, but her mom didn’t really realize the extent of what was going on until pre-teen Olivia asked if there was a way to painless dock her ears - either magically or surgically. They had a long talk after that. 

Aaaand I’m gonna tag the rest of the group, along with whoever else feels like doing this @voryngaygoth @ravnican @raritybuttons @joyful-beam

#Olivia Brisbee #long post -

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The gifts are ready to read :)

A huge thank you to everyone who took part (and to everyone who supported the writers)! There’s so many amazing new fics and it was lovely to see so many writers taking part :)

Enjoy ;D

Adrenaline Rush by Ly__canthrope for mariposaroja

Marc/Dani – Gen

Dani has a small impulse control. What does he do when he is fueled with adrenaline and his crush is just standing there?

The Christmas Eve by AngelinaZebi for LittleRookie

Lance/Esteban – Teen

Lance & Pierre were decorating the Christmas tree before Esteban's arrival. After Esteban's arrival, Pierre advises them to be together.

Dirty Little Handprints by TheFlirtMeister for Checoyourself

Lewis/Nico R – Teen

“When will I know if my soulmate has touched my arm yet?” “You’ll know.” She says, “It’s like an…. Explosion, inside of you. Like fireworks, and your mark will hurt.” “Hurt?” Soulmate AU

Elfie Selfie by Racing_BlackAndPurple_Flowers for Lady_Marquez93

Alex/Dani – Mature

An EG.00 Christmas event sees Dani as the only rider dressed as an elf, much to his dismay, and Alex's amusement...

In Aeternum by Dr3amingInColour for skellingfish

Dan/Max, Seb/Hanna – Teen

It was never meant to be this hard for them.

I’m Not Good at Pretending by F1_rabbit for Racing_BlackAndPurple_Flowers

Alvaro/Dani, Ricky/Jorge – Explicit

Dani and Alvaro need somewhere cheap to live now that they're no longer students, and they know of the perfect place. The catch, the landlord only rents to couples...

Meet Me on the Other Side by Checoyourself for TheFlirtMeister

Lewis/Seb – Gen

Black Mirror AU.

Missing you by fluffypenguinpower for AngelinaZebi

Marc/Vale – Explicit

Marc misses Valentino and decides to surprise him by showing up in his bedroom unanounced, fun times happen.

My Name inked into your Skin by LittleRookie for F1_rabbit

Kevin/Stoffel, Marcus/Jo – Teen

They lived in a world where everybody got their soulmates name on their 18th birthday. Right on time a searing pain would overcome them but when it was over a name would be inked into their skin for all eternity. Then they just had to search for them and get their happily ever after.

Puppy Love by LittleRookie for Dr3amingInColour

Esteban/Lance – Gen

Esteban is sad that his dog had died. Lance convinces him to look out for a new one.

Sing A Song Of Snow by theianitor for baby_jlo

Fernando/Dan, Pierre/Stoffel – Teen

The all-teams Christmas Party is nice and all, but Daniel is a little bored. He decides to make up a game, which has absolutely nothing to do with that damned lobster.

Snowball Fight by F1_rabbit for gingerink

Alex/Mitch, Dany/Carlos – Explicit

The guys are walking home though the park when a snowball fight breaks out.

so tell me when it kicks in by gingerink for piratemoggy

Sam/Jev, Dan/Jev – Explicit

It becomes part of their routine - fingers brushing against one another, lips tentatively searching, scratchy overalls falling from sweat-covered skin. Every city, every place they meet in blurs together into a palimpsest of lights, of sheets and of hushed whispers. Jev and Sam try to find themselves in each other.

A Sticky Situation by mariposaroja for fluffypenguinpower

Marc/Dani – Teen

Based on the prompts "Stop taking pictures! I'm stuck! For once be useful and HELP ME!", "I'm NOT buying Ikea furniture again!"

Three to Tango by Lady_Marquez93 for Ly__canthrope

Alex/Marc/Reader – Explicit

You have been Marc's girlfriend for some time but when Alex needs someone to teach him how to dance, you are happy to help him out.

White Lambo by baby_jlo for LittleRookie

Esteban/Lance – Teen

Lance and Esteban are invited to Daniel's New Year's Eve party in Monaco.

You Can't Make Luck by F1_rabbit for theianitor

Jenson/Kimi – Teen

Jenson's potion gets a little out of hand, and he ends up setting of the fire alarm in his dorm room.

  You can view the whole collection here!

And don’t forget to show your love with comments and kudos <3

#So many talented writers #motorsport fic exchange #f1 fanfic #formula e fanfic #motogp fanfic

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I’m curious now! Which is your favorite Origin story?

I have a soft spot for humans. Both in Dragon Age and other role play fantasy settings like D&D. It seems like everyone wants to be some fantastical creature with mysterious cosmic powers and the Plain Jane humans get left on the sidelines. So Cousland was my first and favorite playthrough.(Alongside that, I have the small hope that the next rogue/warrior human origin we get to play is not from a noble household. What can I say, I love an average Joe story.)Most of the way through my Cousland game, I started an Amell game. I was so attached to my first character that I needed to find out the possible endings with a different character (I didn't have Internet access at the time). Her name was Frenchie and she was modeled after the character in Grease. That was the only human mage I ever made because I realized the elf mage robes were textured differently and I liked the quilted corset female elven mages get a heck of a lot more than the gilded boobs circles human ones get.I'd order my favorite origins Cousland, Tabris, Aeducan (unlike humans, I find that dwarven royalty is a strangly novel concept for psudeo mideval European fantasy), Surana, Brosca, Amell, and at the bottom is the Dalish origin because the Dalish do that thing that usually turns me off elves.I find that authors end up like using them for walking exposition rather than giving them actual character traits, either because they are immortal and can therefore believably give a two page backstory to every legendary weapon at the drop of a hat or because the entire point of their existence becomes being historians. Like, I love history and think it's important to preserve and learn from, but an entire race of historians? That seems like bad world building to me. I totally get where Sera is coming from when she accuses Solas of having his head crammed up a thousand years ago.I would actually arm chair speculate that the way forward for the Thedas elves lies in the Alienage elves and Dalish elves uniting. It strikes the perfect balance between learning from the past to move forward into the future to me. If they could resolve that and stop dividing themselves by some ever changing metric of who is elfy enough to call themselves and elf (there is a codex entry in Origins that mentions Alienage elves will call elves who move outside of the Alienage flat-ears, which I feel gives a lot of insight to Sera's character since she was raised outside of the Alienage by a human. I tend to see her as rejecting elves before she can be rejected by elves), the biggest problem would be then to find land for an elven nation, which we haven't even figured out in the real world. Although if the end card where Alistair/Anora grants land in the south of Ferelden to the Dalish isn't retconned, that doesn't necessarily need to be a problem.I think either building an Elven nation from the land granted to the Dalish for helping in the 5th Blight or working through a situation where land has been aquired by the elves, but the people already living there must be dealt with in some manner (perhaps options for expulsion, coexistence, or maybe even genocide since the franchise has not shied away from offering that as a solution (a terrible solution, but one sadly based in reality)). I could see an instance where after an Exhaulted March on Tevinter, Tevinter being turned over to the Dalish to rule as a sovereign nation and running a game from there where the pc is some form of diplomat in charge of keeping the peace. I'd limit the setting down to one city (like DA2) so that the story could focus on the characters and the political conflicts. But I've always loved stories of political intrigue and having a space where diplomacy and building soft power can really shine. Probably why I like Game of Thrones so much, Mr. Martin wanted to explore what happens after the war is won and having a stronger army is no longer the solution to a problem (can't fight a famine with swords).Okay...I would say I have gotten way off track here...My original point and the answer to your question is: My favorite origin is Cousland.

[drjdorr]

This is the small children d and d post but I don't feel like scrolling through that whole post every time I want to add something

https://drjdorr.tumblr.com/post/628999857011621888/alright-im-currently-living-with-my-aunt-who-is

#d and d #small children campaign #katface #abraham #jeff #Jeoni #elfy #it was way to long and hopefully this will help

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The best dog names, and how to name your puppy

Naming your family pet is one of  the most beautiful moment when owning a pet. Petbacker has been committed to help pet owners to decide how they should name their pets, and it took Petbacker more than 2 years to conduct a comprehensive surveys and gathered information from 400,000 pet owners in regard to the questions of “why you give this precious name to your dog” , “does the dog name match your character of your pet”, as well as “do you name your dog based on their breed”.

Based on our surveys, we want to share with all pet’s owner some inspiring and fun ideas that are relevant to giving names for your fur babies! 

For instance, we found that many owners named their pets after childhood movie characters, famous celebrities, their human friend, different seasons of the year etc. It is amazingly shocking to note that there are even pet owners who named their pets based on numerological method. 

Method that owners use to name their pets.

Less than 4.5% of owners named their Pets based on Seasons of the year

Each season represents its special meaning. Some owners love to name their dogs based on the seasons and months which they were born such as spring, summer, autumn and winter. For example, babies who were born during spring season can be named Haru, in Japanese, ha ru は る) means spring. Some babies who are brought home by their owners in summer are directly named as summer. For babies born in the cold winter, they can be named as winter. 

From the above ideas, the following are some of the names which you may take into consideration:

Spring - Asher, Abril, Lily or Spring rolls

Summer - Sunny, Lia, Lilac or Summer ball

Autumn - Pablo, Raven, Mooncake or Cinnamon

Winter - Polar, Santa, Sparkle or Gabby

More than 55.2% of owners named their Pets based on Human Names 

Human names make great and meaningful names for dogs and puppies too. If your dog loves running, you may consider one of the suggested human names below to give him or her some cool attitudes.

Female dogs can be named as Anne, Anna, Angel, Alice, Lucy, Emily, Juliet, Amy, etc. Alternatively, the owner can use the characters from TV series as reference. Male dogs can be named as Jack, Nick, Mike, Peter, David, Henry, Irwin etc.

Less than 4.1% of owners named their Pets based on Foodie Name

Food naming method is also a very popular naming method. The pet owner can base on food names according to their pets’ fur colours or their own favourite food.

White fur – Tofu, Cauliflower, Onion, Garlic

Yellow-ish fur – Milk Tea, Coffee, Potato, Banana

Black fur - Cola, Sesame, Pepper, Seaweed

You can also call these little guys directly with your favourite snacks, such as pudding, buns, milkshake, noodle, cheese, cupcake, dumplings and other food. 

To our surprise, about 30.3% of owners named their Pets based on Numerology method

Pet owners can actually name their pets using numerology naming method, owners will count the number belonging to their pets by deriving it from the dates of birth of their pets, and put a name that matches the pet birthday so the pet will have the character they want to have. 

This can be done by finding the pet Life Path number, these Number can be obtained by adding the birthday numbers together until you get a single digit, for an example, a pet was born in November 14th, 2018, it would be = 1+1+1+4+2+0+1+8 = 18 = 1+8 = 9 …, So their Life Path is a “9”.

With the life path number, they will then decide what name to give so the number changes slightly to what they wanted. How to count a name with number so they add together to become single number. 

For an example EDDY, E= 5,D=4,D=4,Y= 25 =2+5=7

Birthday date + Name = 9+7=16 

The final digit would be, 1+6=7

Here you go ! Your best friend Life Path Number is a “7” .

Here are some of the attributes of the different Numbers :

Number 1, is a number that represents Self, and it brings a very independent character. If your pet has a name that reduces to “1”, you expect them to be more independent, this pet will probably be headstrong! Your best friend is going to do what it wants to, so be patient. They can make excellent guard dogs or protective animals. 

Number 2, this is a Number of Cooperation and Relationships. This is the pet that will be happiest sitting in your lap! They will also like company, other pets, and humans. They don’t do well alone for extended periods. They can be naturally shy, and will dislike fireworks and thunderstorms.

Number 3, this is a Number of Creativity and Communication. With humans, they are likely to be on stage and often have a good sense of humour. They are quite social, and hyperactive, they love to be out & about, meeting new humans and other pets.

They are sometimes difficult to be trained due to a short attention span. They can be talkative too, so expect a lot of barking! They are typically good with children as they enjoy the busy energy that children brings.

Number 4, is a Number of Structure. Pets or animals with this Energy do best in structured environments. They like routines, such as feeding and training or exercise at the same times each day. 

Number 5, This is a Number of High-Energy, Chaos and Adventure. These animals love adventure! They don’t like to be cooped up too. They love riding in cars, going for walks at the park. They might not be the best choice for small children, but they will be entertaining!

Number 6, This is the Number of The Nurturer. Ideally suited to home and family, this is a very devoted and loving animal. They love affection and are quick to give it too. They love to sleep in bed with you and will love cozy warm places to snuggle in. These dogs also make for the best service animals and can be trained to help a human who has disabilities.

Number 7, This is a Number of Intelligence and Curiosity. Your best friend would probably like games or toys that challenge them …plus learning Tricks too! But they often need their own space and time. They probably have their own favourite place, and it will probably be away from everyone else. They need space, so I hope your bed is big, or they will try to dominate the space! 

Number 8, This is a Number of Abundance and Prosperity. They love studded collars, luxurious bed, even those animal-outfits! They love attention, and can be demanding. They are usually high-energy, be prepared to be lead around!

Number 9, This is a Number of The Philanthropist, Old Soul, Wisdom. They are Natural Leaders, but do not have a competitive streak, so not the best choice for a show animal. They are extremely sensitive. They know when you are hurting and when you are happy. They like a lot of physical contacts to assure that everything is alright.

Less than 3% of owners named their Pets based on Movie Character

Many young owners have their favourite cartoon characters, comic protagonists and so on. Hence, they can name their dogs by their favourite characters. For example, One Piece's Luffy, Qiaoba, Naruto, Kakashi, Doraemon etc.

About 2.9% of owners named their Pets based on Celebrity name

Pet owners do have their own favourite celebrities who they like and admire. Therefore, it’s pretty cool to name their pet according to the celebrity name, or the name of their fan club.

Imagine when he is running around on the street, and you call his name, people who passes by will think that there is a big star coming!

How to make your pets remember their name fast?

Giving a name to your pet is easy, but how do you want your pet to remember the name you gave or effect the change of name ASAP? We provide below some methods which you may adopt to make your pets remember their name.

1. Food temptation: After giving your dog a name, you need to patiently let him remember his name. One of the best ways is giving them food and treats!

2. Changing of tone: Under different circumstances, use different intonations to call the dog's name.

3. Name Tone: Calling names is limited to giving instructions and compliments, to give the dog a good impression. The next time you call its name, it will run to you right away.

After all the above suggestions, if you are still not sure of what name you give your dog, we would want to inspire you of what others named their dogs by sharing the names of the list below.

Top 20 types of dog breeds on Petbacker with the list of names that PetBacker owners have named their dogs

Chihuahua

(Male)Bella, Coco, Daisy, Nini, Chloe, Gigi, Ajax

(Female) Bella, Coco, Daisy, Nini, Peanut, Jesse

Jack Russell Terrier

(Male) Zeus, Bolt, Lucca, Steven, Jack, John

(Female) Hershey, Juno, Audrey, Bambi, Anthea

Toy Poodle

(Male) Louis, Alex, Maison. Jackson, Bleu

(Female) Cookie, Ginger, Nancy, Aries, Sandra

Shih Tzu

(Male) Micky, Charlie, Max, Patches, Rudy

(Female) Chewie, Nala, Madison, Rosie, Nemo

English Cocker Spaniel

(Male) Goofy, Stephen, Lucas, Loca, Lucca

(Female) Stacey, Zoe, Nancy, Zoella, Sandy

Yorkshire Terrier

(Male) Sydney, Elfie, Gatsby, Kingston, Logan

(Female) Zoe, Victoria, Sophia, Isabella , Arica

Dachshund

(Male) Felix, Frank, Ida, Billy, Fifi, Pippin

(Female) Piper, Nora, Rosa, Julie, Chilly

Pomeranian

(Male) Noah, Jose, Richie, Nugget, Marshall

(Female) Bubble, Fluffy, Buttercup, Blossom

Maltese

(Male) Oscar, Riley, Max, Harry, Rocky, Zeus, Zach

(Female) Sammy, Ladybug, Samantha, Katie, Rina

Beagle

(Male) Bagel, Gus, Hank, Winston, Harper

(Female) Mia, Belle, Shiloh, Ella, Emma

Crossed or Mixed Breed (Cavoodle, Mongrel , Singapore Special)

(Male) Sam, Finley, Scout, Roy, Russel, Lucky, Goodie, Baby

(Female) Sadie, Misty, Fenella, Luna, Marie, Mimi. Piper 

Shiba

(Male) Hanako, Haru, Kiko, Mio, Shinju

(Female) Kitsune, Foxy, Hiro, Akira, Aki

German Shephard

(Male) Max, Kaiser, Roxy, Louis, Tiger 

(Female) Erma, Ethel, Giltha, Ida, Jolie

Husky

(Male) Jet, Bolt, Alpha, Hunter, Wolf, Blackie

(Female) Xena, Mulan, Belle, Elsa, Tanya

Corgi

(Male) Junior, Peewee, Mike, Smalley, Shorty 

(Female) Pippa, Princess, Queenie, Winnie, Twiggy

Labrador

(Male) Henry, Buster, Louie, Olive, Oakley

(Female) Olivia, Sammy, Winnie, Lucky, Brandy

French Bulldog

(Male) Brewster, Brody, Corky, Buddy, Ernie

(Female) Bella, Cookie, Jenny, Chewie, Sophie

Pug

(Male) Lulu, Bentley, Dexter, Jack, Buster,Pepper

(Female) Ollie, Sandy, Mia, Piper, Peppa,Snow White

King Charles Spaniel

(Male) Henry, Hopper, Rowley, Doodle

(Female) Berry, Holly, Nancy, Chucky, Winter

Schnauzer

(Male) Anot, Cosette, Bangle, Spark, Atlanta 

(Female) Cherry, Lizzy, Lucy, Frida, Bella

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I don't know if anyone asked you some Troll OC Asks, but since you made such a dope list, how's about 34-38 :D

AAAAAHH THANK YOU SO MUCH!! 💖💖💖💖💖I honestly didn’t think they would get as popular as they did haha, but thank you guys so much for sharing and reblogging it, it really means so much! 💖Anywho, onto the questions! I’ll answer these ones for Jaz xD

34. Does your OC have a mate? Have they ever performed a mating ritual? 

Ah. Jaz’s love life, the ever complicated story that it is. I’mma keep it short. xD

Jazali used to have a mate named Karshii, but because of a very violent event that caused for a very heavy argument and a series of heavily insulting jabs later, they mutually decided to split. They both haven’t seen each other since.

They both...technically had a mating ritual. They knew that both their parents wouldn’t approve, they got mated very young, and so they got a priest to meet them at a secret location and officiate their mating ceremony and allow the loas to approve their joining. It was very small and it barely constituted as an official ritual at the time, but it still counts. Jazali still even wears her “wedding” ring to this day and if you ask her why, she probably couldn’t give you a straight answer.

35. Does your OC believe in a ‘mate for life’? Do they practice monogamy or polygamy?

Jazali does believe in a mate for life, and not just because of what she was taught. She would prefer to have that one person who she knows she could rely on wherever and in whatever situation she may be and once she has set her eye on somebody, she doesn’t see anybody else as an option. Jazali is not as frivolous as most trolls and isn’t really comfortable with the idea of actively pursuing romantic partners for the fun of it due to her upsetting experience in the past. That isn’t to say that she is against polygamy! Growing up with a mother who would often have many romantic partners, as well as the polygamous nature of trolls, it isn’t a strange concept for her! But due to her inability to trust one person, let alone many, with being that close to her, meant that she would rather stick to being with one person and trust them wholly. 

36. Do they have any preferences for a significant other such as: physical attributes? Personality? What type of troll he/she/they are/is? 

Jazali doesn’t really have a specific list of characteristics that she likes in a person; she has shown a preference for larger peeps or people with nice hair or deep voices, but outside of that, it’s really all about their personality. An essential for Jazali is you gotta have some sense of humor. If you are a stick in the mud or a party-pooper, then that is a no-no, since Jazali is an avid lover of puns and pranks and slapstick comedy. She also appreciates someone who isn’t too arrogant or self-absorbed, since most cocky douchebags just remind her of her oldest brother, who doesn’t bring up the fondest of memories. Does she have a troll race preference? Eh, not really. I mean, she has developed a fondness for Amani, but outside of that, no tribe is a favourite for her.

37. How does your OC handle being in heat? Are they more tolerable of it than other trolls? How long would you say the cycle is? Do you as the creator/mune believe your troll goes through heat? 

“So...you have heat...but you don’t go through heat?”

Jazali dragged a hand over her face with a tired groan. Why did she agree to help this googly eyed elf again. The darkspear quickly yanked up her fishing net onto the shore while Fellious, the ginger shaggy haired elven scholar, sat on a boulder with a couple of dried up corals on it, writing down notes in his book while staring curiously at Jazali.

“It...it be a bit more complicated than that elfy.” Jazali tried to explain with a scratch to the back of her neck.

Fellious finally noticed Jaz’s rather embarrassed expression and quickly added “I-if you are not comfortable discussing it, I do not mind Miss Jazali.”

“Okee first off,” Jazali chuckled with a shake of her head “Errytime ya calls me ‘Miss Jazali’, I be waitin for a gobbo mech wid a bow tie ta come outta nowhere an’ gimme some champagne. Jaz or Jazali be fine.”

The little troll walked further into the sea to grab another net, grunting as she continued “An’ second, I promised I’d help ya wid questions an’ Jaz don’ make broken promises so I gonna answers ya.”

Fellious tried not to look eager, but his hand rested just an inch above the paper with his quill, waiting. Jaz stomped back into the shore with her net in hand as she thought out loud “It...it ain’ dat I nevah been t’rough heat, it jus’ dat it don’ happen ta me as much ‘cuz I ain’ realleh like, as feverish as odahs...dat make sense?”

The blood elf blinked at her and tilted his head slightly as he tried to process Jazali’s explanation...as well as her accent. He slowly responded “But...heat is a natural cycle that occurs for all trolls...surely it would happen just as strongly and regularly for you?”

“Well yeah but…” Jazali let out a long sigh as she finally let go of the net and placed her hands onto her hips, tapping her foot with pursed lips as she thought hard about how she could explain it.

“Okee.” The little troll clapped her hands together “Y’know how ya get hungry an’ ya instincts tell ya ta eat?”

Fellious was not sure where Jazali was going with this explanation, but he simply nodded his head and raised a brow “Yes…”

“Wantin’ ta be mated is kinda like a real, physical hunger fer some people yeh? Even elfies!” Jazali gestured an arm towards the blood elf with an unsure smile on her face.

Said blood elf simply narrowed his eyes further and continued to nod slowly “...maybe?”

Jazali shrugged and scratched the back of her head as she continued “Well...I rarely been hungry like dat.”

“But you said-”

Jazali held up both her hands and corrected herself “Yes, I know, I did tells ya I been mated befo’. But even then we both didn’ even smoosh booties on dat same night. Me an’...my ex...didn’ even do it until weeks later. Jaz...ain’ realleh sure how ta explain it, ‘cuz I ain’ even too sure why I be feelin’ dis way either, but if I evah DO need it, it gotta be wid somebody I know fo’ sure I can trust.”

When Jazali saw poor Fellious still looking rather confused, she sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose before going back to her previous example “Like I said. I rarely be hungry like dat. I suppose I COULD eat, and it ain’ like I can’t taste it or admire da meal...but mah instincts don’ tell me to do it to live or nothin’. Ya feel me?”

He was patiently listening to her explanation and when she finished, Fellious finally raised both brows and replied “Huh...I guess I never thought of it that way. So you...never appreciate any physical attractiveness?” The blood elf scoffed and smirked “Now that I feel mighty sorry for you”

“Oh hey hey now!” Jazali smirked back and wagged a finger at him “Now jus’ cuz I ain’ hungry don’t mean I don’t enjoy the good company or flavors dat come wid da meal.”

38. Is your OC misogynist/sexist? Do they have an opinion on the position of female trolls in their tribe?

Oh Jazali is not sexist in any way. Considering her mother is one of the strongest huntresses in her tribe, her boss a sexy bad ass female mage, her mentor a female ex-sentinel elven monk warrior and her friend’s boss a kick-ass knowledgeable female witch doctor, the only opinion she would have on female trolls’ position in society is: it’s a high position.

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Number 2 for all of them!

:D Thank you!

Answers for Solas, Vivienne, and Cassandra

Blackwall

2. What did they choose to do with him and how did they feel abouttheir choice? Were they guilty about leaving him in cell, if theychoose to do so?

Ameneth always considersimprisonment idiotic, as a punishment. Here’s the thing: There is no way the Dalish practice incarceration in any meaningful fashion, and given their population, it also seems staggeringly unlikely that they kill people for anything but the most severe infractions. You kill someone if they’ll do whatever it was again. You exile them if the infraction isinsufficient to warrant death but they will still be more of adetriment than a boon. And by her judgment, Blackwall has spent years tryingto STOP being the man who committed that crime. People change andgrow, and he has been changing and growing into someone worth a damn, who is useful to those still alive.She chose to let him serve as himself, because she thought he wasstrong enough to wear his name and bear up under the weight of hissins. She wanted him to do better and believed he could, and thathelped him do it.

Sera

2. Did your Inquisitor see Sera as troublesome or simplyfun-loving? Did they join in for her pranks?

Ameneth likes Sera, most of the time, even if she also finds herknee-jerk rejection of anything ‘elfy’ kind of bewildering. Theygot a prank war going between them, for a while, because Ameneth sawpeople having to clean up after some of Sera’s pranks on theadvisors and was like, ‘you need distracting to temper yourimpulses and avert disaster. Also this will be fun! :D’ (What it wound up being was horrifying for bystanders, but being involved meant Ameneth had an excuse for helping clean up the results; most of the time people got very twitchy about her doing actual work).

Cole

2. What did your Inquisitor think of Cole’s ability to see intopeople’s thoughts? 

Am thought it was fascinating, but there were also a few conversations abouthow if people didn’t say something probably they didn’t wanteveryone around them to know and maybe he should make sure no oneelse heard if he was talking about something that made themuncomfortable or nervous.

Yes, even if she was Very Interested and wanted to know and would helpif she knew.

She also occasionally used him as a sounding board for exactly that reason, though; she’s often a creature of many minds and him seeing into her head made it easier to untangle her own thoughts. Also it was just… really nice, hanging out with someone who could see everything in her head and clearly liked and approved of her anyway.

Iron Bull

2. How did your Inquisitor react to the Chargers? Did they utilizethem as allies or leave them to Bull?

Ameneth pretty much considered the Chargers to be Bull’s (verysmall, very weird) clan. She checked in on them now and again, butmostly let them do their own thing (which worked out well) andoccasionally sent them booze (which got her good will but alsooccasionally billed for damages). Thinking of them as his clan was also a big part of the reason she pushed for saving them over making the alliance - they’re Bull’s clan, and she’d do ANYTHING to keep her own clan alive, and if he’s hesitating it’s because he’s been told that the Qun is the most important thing but his feelings are telling him something else. Bull might beQunari, but the Chargers are HIS, and that’s more important. Clan > Everything Else. (I really do kind of want to write the AU where someone kills Clan Lavellan because I am entirely serious when I say that Ameneth would vanish into the night and start splinching nobles across the Free Marches until everyone who was even TANGENTIALLY involved was dead.)

Varric

2. How did your Inquisitor feel about Varric’s situation withBianca? Who did they decide was right about what Bianca did?

Ameneth thinks that relationship is pretty unhealthy, honestly, and that Biancais a terrible person for using Varric’s feelings when it suits herand ignoring him the rest of the time. She’s also weirded out by the idea of accepting an arranged marriage when you have a strong emotional connection to someone else - given Dalish elves pretty regularly leave their clans when they fall in love (we’ve heard of at least two instances in the games that I can think of off the top of my head, even if it always seems to go disastrously), I think they consider love to be a really compelling reason for LOTS of things, up to and including leaving your family and responsibilities, so Bianca is a whole series of ‘oh my god what is WRONG with you?!?!’ thoughts wrapped up in someone manipulating one of Ameneth’s friends and making bad choices. Am really, REALLY does not like her at ALL and thinks Varric deserves so much better. (Also she thinks Bianca is probably wrong about everything ever.)

Dorian

2. How did your Inquisitor feel about the Necromancyspecialization? Were they intrigued? Disgusted?

Curious, mostly, although also significantly unnerved. She’s aFirst, she’s seen a LOT of walking corpses exploring old ruins, andthey have NEVER been on her side before. Also a little squicked, because now that she’s not distracted by fighting the dead things for her life, they’re kind of disturbing. At least the fresher ones don’t reek of rotting meat?

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