....and what better excuse than the feature meme thing

For each of the first  10 people  answering this journal entry, I'll put their avatar and three of your deviations I like the most from their gallery on the list!

If you answer, you have to do the same in your journal, putting the tagger on the first place. The idea of this is not to get a free feature, but to spread art around for everyone!

And if you were in the last one of these that I did, I'm gonna tryyyy to pick new stuff this time around(unless something is still a favorite).

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  I know it's a doodle, and it's sorta old, but I still love it and I love your son, okay?}
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SWTOR Chains - Prologue
Peace is a lie.

She knew that already. The only peace to be found was in death. And she was not ready for that, yet. It would have been very easy to succumb to its siren call in the slave pens, but she had not, and would not now.

There is only passion.

Oh, she had passion. Passionate anger, that she stoked and fed until it burned white-hot. This was her only chance, and no piece-of-shit overseer with his little pure-blood pet was going to stop her. She had known from the beginning that her only choices were life as a Sith, or death. Either was preferable to a life of slavery.

Through passion, I gain strength.

She had watched and learned   SWTOR - Passion
Universe: Star Wars the Old Republic mmorpg
Characters/pairing: Sith warrior/Quinn/Pierce
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"My lord, I have an, ah, issue, I would like to discuss with you. If you have a moment."

Keriana turned to face her XO, lifting a curious eyebrow. He sounded far more diffident than usual. "Yes, Quinn?" She leaned back on the console, crossing her arms. She knew her casual attitude drove him crazy; it was the main reason she did it. Pushing his buttons had become somewhat of a game.

This time, however, he ignored her lack of 'proper deportment'. With the air of a man confronting an unwilling d _{Because teasing Quinn is waaay too fun XD}   Nothing left to lose(A short look at a possible event in Anders' past.)

Anders stood by the window embrasure, but for once his favorite view of the world outside didn't even draw a glance. All he could see was her laughing smile, her eyes sparkling with glee as she urged him along to another escapade. A corner of his mouth lifted a little as he remembered the practical jokes they'd played on instructors, or their quick, explosive trysts in hidden corners. And always, her smile.

There had been one time he had seen her without a smile. One time they had actually managed to spend the whole night together, in a forgotten storeroom. Instead of going their separate
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