I'M A BLOGGINS FROM BLOG END

illithiar sent: Awww, the sweetest words *insertsparklyshoujoeyessempainoticedmeandotherfangirlstuff*... sorry, I'm getting exciteable at this hour... how about Maya or Val in the Mass Effect Universe?

Ha. Hahahha. Hahahaha oh it’s going to hurt.  

Val makes the last sprint to take cover behind the crates as he sees Maya recklessly charging against one of the batarians, once again. She doesn’t see another one aiming at her, but Val does, and his biotics detonate him before the batarian has time to recharge. When they’re done with the enemies, the vanguard flips her hair and says she didn’t need any help…of course she didn’t…

Yes. it hurt. 

altered-blackbird sent: Hmmm, alright, this sounds fun. Hmm, how about Lauren and a Viking Age AU?

It IS fun XD 

The three men surprised her while she was working on the house garden, and they laughed about how her tall man wasn’t at home and how unfortunate it was. She eyed them up and down, still holding the little shovel, and zapped them with a lightning. No one steps on her cabbages.

(lol totally not Viking Age, just inspired by Vikings because Lagertha is such a bamf. Obsessed what that series? WHAT DO YOU MEAN)

illithiar sent: About the ficlet game... I'm not sure if I know the meaning of AU (alt. universe?) but it doesn't matter. Aed+Steampunk sounds like fun?

Yes, that’s the meaning :3 AND YES, IT SOUNDS LIKE FUN HOW I’M SUPPOSED TO DO THIS IN ONLY THREE SENTENCES. 

Aed coughed and shook his hand trying to get the black smoke off his nose. He didn’t know much about automobiles himself, but he was quite sure the sodding machine wasn’t supposed to sound like that, nor to expel that amount of stinking gas, even though Bodahn - driving the truck at the moment - kept saying it was completely normal. The mage took a sip of the blue hip flask before putting it back inside his vest and resigned himself for the rest of the trip to Denerim. 

Note: okay, maybe not exactly Steampunk, but in my head Bodahn’s truck now totally looks like THIS:

Listening to new album while writing. 

Album is now official soundtrack of the story. 

Maya was never a hugger.

I remember all the times her brother tried to steal a little hug or a brief cuddle, and she would just sneak out from his arms somehow. I even remember how she used to slap his hands if he tried to pinch her cheeks. She was never given to show her affections because that was too /girly and stupid/. She would kick and show her tongue and be mean and unbearable, and you would have to deal with it. And among all the things Tevinter could change about her, I doubt Tevinter changed that. 

The first time she hugged me in her sleep I froze. I stayed very still, I think I even stopped breathing because I was too scared. What if she suddenly woke up and found us like that? She would throw a fireball at me, I’m sure about it. She just rolls over on her sleeping bag, close to mine, and suddenly grabs my arm, or places her head on it, or on my chest. And sometimes she hugs me and wrinkles her nose and sneezes if some red lock brushes it. And I just stay there until she keeps dreaming or that side is getting numb and her Sominari Majesty decides to continue her sleep with her head resting somewhere else. If she doesn’t and dawn is close, I just push her over very softly trying not to wake her up. 

I’m really terrified of what she could do if she finds out. I’ve really learnt to hate fire spells. 

And I don’t want her to stop hugging me, though. 

This is what happens when I go through a long withdrawal stage and Linn and I are hormonal… I need Vaya. I need Vaya fluff. And I miss Maya so much that hurts ;3; 

And sometimes I write because it’s easier and faster than making comics. I have a Vaya boner and don’t know what to do about it