age after age

morrigan in da:o: my mother taught me that survival and power are more important than beauty and pretty trinkets; one time she smashed a mirror i stole from a noblewoman just to prove her point

flemeth in da2, immediately after shooing morrigan off with the warden: (saunters up to hawke and co. like miss booty grandmilf wearing a custom qunari-horn wig, a corset that cost more than her house, and her titties hanging out of her shirt)

2

lazy last few days of school and summer in the air

Sirius and Harry were in charge of candles.

                                                  ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ'ᴠᴇ ʙᴜɪʟᴛ ᴀɴ ᴇᴍᴘɪʀᴇ.

                                                       ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ. ɴᴏᴛ ᴍɪɴᴇ.

Unfinished Zevran scribble, three years post Blight.

Me playing an RPG

Me: Okay, i’m going full renegade this time. I’m going to be the most evil badass to ever walk the face of the earth.

Companion: *is slightly disappointed in my actions*

Me: NO WAIT I TAKE IT BACK LOOK I REBUILT AN ORPHANAGE AND ADOPTED FIVE KITTENS