Homeless Musings

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drew this while waiting for my hair to develop. then it was done then I didn’t feel like drawing on it anymore. Adieu, 2000 other characters that were in the sketch You were not meant to be.

E:
oh yeah my hair is now rainbows

my head is a gay pride parade float

I think Quarian!Fenris just made my pants explode

ASARI!MERRILL AND TURIAN!AVELINE.

You realize this demands crossover crack wherein asari!Isabela teaches asari!Merrill how to play Skyllian-Five Poker?

I hope you do.

(bonus points for Matriarch Aethyta being involved somehow, especially if it ends in her and Isabela having barsex)

oh god I’m shipping this now.

Fenris vas Tevinter continued to stare at the bowl of the human food — what had Captain Hawke called them, pea nuts? — and nursed a slight mood of frustration to ignore the growl in his gut. Not unusual, but there was a particular reason for this ire. If he had known this was going to take this long, he would’ve brought a paste pack from his quarters. Not that paste packs were in anyway preferable… but it would have been a distraction from this… this…

Disaster.

“So,” squeaked the voice from his left side, a hint of confusion in the sound, “like this?” Merrill T’Sabrae had her face scrunched up in what he assumed was an attempt to look hostile. Or maybe the blue alien was just constipated. There was a reason the bowl of pea nuts was empty.

He glanced back to his right, feeling vaguely like a participant at a ball game. Though he wasn’t the best at reading turian expressions, there was a universal look of begrudging patience. “That isn’t really it, Merrill,” sighed Aveline. “You’re supposed to have a blank face, not an angry face. If you look angry, they just might think you have bad cards. You want to… to…” 

She paused and pointed a long finger at the asari maiden’s face. “That look you’re giving me right now.”

Fenris glanced back to his left. Merrill’s face was a complete blank, her inner thoughts a mystery to all but her. And possibly her as well.

“Oh. Oh.” She almost began to smile but froze, doing her best to keep the expression. Her cheeks flushed blue with effort. “I got it!”

Aveline gave her an optimistic thumbs up. “Now if you can stop telling everyone what cards you have, you’ll probably beat us all out of our savings accounts.”

A chilling thought, mused Fenris as Hawke returned to the table, carrying with her a frighteningly yellow and frothy liquid in a mug. The human sat back down and joked with a smirk, “I hope nobody looked at my cards while I’m gone.”

Aveline scowled. “That’s against the rules.”

“I know, that’s the joke—” The human paused, staring at Merrill’s perfectly empty expression. “You… you okay there, T’Sabrae?”

Merrill’s big green eyes stared out hauntingly from her smooth face. “Yes, Captain.”

A few beats of silence followed until Hawke finally sat and grumbled, “Maybe I shouldn’t have given you the peanuts.”

Fenris sighed. Maybe it wasn’t too late to get that paste pack.

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I apologize for reblogging my own stuff to the same blog again, but I cannot contain happy face muscle contractions.

OH I REALIZE WHAT THIS IS NOW OMG
IAMSODUMB 
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Poupon is always amazing. T: 

on Feb 24, 6:44pm  →view high-resolution photo
#OH GEEZE SPACE POKER 
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