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dahliadrawthings:

The Dalish believe that Mythal was born of the sea. 
They tell that when Elgar’nan threw the sun out of the sky in vengeance for burning the earth to ashes, Mythal calmed him and helped him see how his anger had betrayed him. Elgar’nan was convinced to free the sun.
On the first night after the sun was released Mythal created the moon, from the glowing earth round its bed, to be placed in the sky as a pale reflection of the sun’s true glory. [x]

A lovely person (@androgynouspeanutavenue) reblogged one of my drawing of Eruanna Mahariel and said this is how they imagined Mythal’d look like.
And yup, I had to draw her as if she’s the goddess walking out of the sea.

billlurk:

“Without her heart, Te Fiti began to crumble, giving birth to a terrible darkness.  […]
But one day, the Heart will be found by someone who will journey beyond
our reef, find Maui, deliver him across the great ocean to restore Te
Fiti’s Heart and save us all.”

jembers:

pinkmarco:

*In the middle of the big alien battle*

Erik Killmonger: [ Naruto running on the battlefield absolutely thriving]

Peter Parker, fellow anime enthusiast: Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god this is the best thing ever [proceeds to join him]

Drax, thinking it’s some sort of attack formation: [also joins]

creating-tabs:

Endless List of Favorite Video Games: Dragon Age: Origins (2009)
↳ “Men and women from every race, warriors and mages, barbarians and kings… the Grey Wardens sacrificed everything to stem the tide of darkness… and prevailed. It has been four centuries since that victory and we have kept our vigil. We have watched and waited for the darkspawn to return. But those who once called us heroes… have forgotten. We are few now, and our warnings have been ignored for too long. It may even be too late, for I have seen with my own eyes what lies upon the horizon. Maker help us all.”

quicsilver:

why would i fuck a demon? simple, the status. imagine rolling up into hell already havin had ur back blown out by one of their own. imagine you and a gang of other losers standin at the gates of hell, they’re all crying, scared to death about having a pitchfork up their ass for eternity and you just walk into the arms of your sugar demon? legendary.