Something Something Ghoul Fucker.

arcane oc Yīng hehe, in the closest thing i could do for the arcane art style. i'm pretty lucky in that my painting style is similar-ish, but it was still a challenge <33

i think the idea so far is she's a firelight with uh...history with Sevika ( ´∀｀ )b. her fluff was rather fun to draw, kind of like peony petals. ౨ৎ

an. wanted to make a vastaya that wasn't cat-girl or anthromorphic animal, a sort of inbetween maybe? don't ask me what tribe she's meant to be from however, i haven't thought that hard.....

how dare you ask me to live with it?

Bedouin woman in Sinai, Egypt. Photo by Gerard Sioen

these two are from when I was still learning how to draw Turians! my "test" characters so to speak. Helios Octavicus (left) and Cade Decrian (right). battle buddies who are totally a couple but Helios forgot and Cade has been lowkey about it since so Helios constantly has to remind himself they're """just friends""" and keeps his feelings at bay meanwhile Cade has been like "i hope im a good boyfriend :] lalala" the entire time I have a bunch of random doodles I've accumulated while I was learning and getting accustomed to turian anatomy

Details of French armor 1575–80.

i can't think about the iron bull and krem too hard or i will just explode. btw. can't think about iron bull protecting a stranger and taking krem in even when he lost his eye in the process of protecting him. can't think about how krem has been his right hand ever since. can't think about iron bull training krem and krem playfully calling him mom and krem always staying at iron bull's blind side. just can't do it

my stupidly romantic ass: but what if time doesn’t flow in a linear fashion in Apocrypha and Miraak, in his millennias-long quest to read everything because what else is there to do, inadvertently stumbles across books on the Last Dragonborn centuries before they’re born?

he reads each and every single one of these books with the intention of learning how to destroy the Dragonborn when the time comes, but instead, he finds himself growing attached to them the way we do with fictional characters. he knows so much about them that they could almost be a friend. the thought of meeting them helps him hold onto his sanity, and when they finally stumble into Apocrypha, all he can think is, oh, it’s finally you.

(and when the Dragonborn breaks him out of Apocrypha, the books change to tell the story of a man named Miraak and his altered fate and, eventually, a love that would go down in ballads for the next few hundred years, but Miraak never gets to read it.)

"You'll have to prove it," he countered finally.

"Oh, I intend to." Norina's voice dropped an octave, taking on a tone he was quick to recognize as teasing. "Though, I wasn't aware the great Castis Vakarian was a man who needed convincing."

His mandibles twitched, betraying a flicker of amusement. "Don't let the name fool you. I'm not so easily impressed."

"Good." She stepped closer. For the briefest of moments, she could hear his breathing still. "I like myself a challenge."

In which Castis is absolutely whipped by his future wife.

replaying mass effect, have my lady

woobifying my warcriminal