[Image: Rose and Dave in Derse pyjamas. Dave has his broken sword in hand, looking at Rose from behind his shades. Rose rests a hand on his shoulder but her eyes are directed away from his face, looking straight at the viewer.]
[Image: Rose and Jade sitting next to each other. Jade has an arm around Rose’s shoulders, resting against her with an expression that looks very tired, but also very content. Rose is looking at her, smiling a little, her eyes tender. Also worth mentioning: Jade’s dog(??) tattoo peeking out from under the sleeve over her t-shirt, and the tiny squiddle tattoo on Rose’s wrist.]
I would like to think they went and got those tattoos together on their eighteenth birthday (Dave was going to get one too but he went very pale when he saw the needle and had to go outside for a bit and never came back in).
[Image: Isabela from Dragon Age 2 with her arms around Aveline and Merrill, hugging them close and no doubt describing in great detail what a fabulous night out they’re going to have. Merrill looks delighted, if slightly nervous, and Aveline is trying her best not to let all her amusement show (it isn’t working).]
[Image: Rose and Jade kneeling in front of each other, dressed in underpants and camisoles. Jade has not only dog ears but a tail, too, and Rose is equipped with matching attributes, only feline. They are softly stroking the other’s cheek, their faces close together, blushing. The scene is gentle and intimate, leaving you no doubt that here are two girls who love each other incredible amounts.]
first day in school afte winter holidays, and i’ve been wiritng and working a lot all day. i imagine when isabela doesn’t make love to someone, she writes friendfiction… and this is really hard work!
there’s more than one thing you can do in bed with a nice, stiff feather. i like to think varric is one of those people for whom everything has to be just so when he writes, sitting at his favorite desk with his spectacles perched on his nose, balancing silence and comfort and structure. but isabela sprawls out on the mattress and waits for the muse to strike, often prepared to go the extra league, testing out for herself a few of the more…difficult positions.