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meirimerens · 1 year

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i know the Willow Mellow lore gets worse the longer you dig inside of it + it reflects even Worse on the writers when you put the actual words on her situation but let's not forget Darlings she is a child. she is 15 to 17yo depending on what piece of documentation we refer to, too young to consent to sex and therefore does not fit the category of "sex worker", and instead falls under the definitions of "sexually exploited youth", more specifically "sexually exploited child", as UNICEF, UNESCO, Convention for the Rights of the Child, [...] and general common sense all define "child" as "person under the age of 18".

she is the victim of kidnapping by her """adoptive father""" and of sexual exploitation by her (presumably adult) "clients" (as she does not appear to have a pimp, and is instead written saying she loves what she does and such giddy teehee fun. [powerful side-eye through someone in the writing team.] [she's not a Real Person I have to stress, so someone wrote her like this, wrote this kid like this.] [it is all part of a narrative in which she is struggling to shake off her "father's" exploitation, an inherently tragic one, but she still was written that way, and could have been written any other way, with any other "rebellious" act]). calling her a sex worker as a child who is basically the same age as P2 Capella or Grace is putting her in a Grown-Up category especially harmful considering we are supposed to read her as an indigenous girl, member of the Kin (even if her lore is Mysterious and Hazy) and indigenous women and girls are sexualized in racialized ways which often paint them as more ~~~naturally~~~ sexually liberated, or docile, or submissive, or [insert racist x sexist stereotype promoted by colonizers to excuse the mistreatment of indigenous women and girls].

tldr yes it's worse when you actually call her what she actually is, and worse tenfold when you read what the writers make her say about it [even as an inherently tragic situation that we can recognize and put words on (hence this post), she could have been written any other way, with any other rebellious act, but you know.] but you know x2 (SIDE-EYES SOMEONE ON THE WRITING TEAM VERY HARD TIL ME EYES POP OUT ME SKULL)

#/!\ POST ABOUT SEMANTICS. POST ABOUT SEMANTICS ALERT. /!\#this is not pointed or written with wicked intents btw ^ i've seen it a few times from different people and it's just that if we want to be #able to talk about these things within the narrative and how the depictions of the Kin impact the around-game/critique this game in general #game (esp. p1 which is very much about. words and wording and navigating webs of words among so many other things)#we have to be able to name these things. especially in relation to. d*bowski do you mind coming to the mic and telling us #what was behind your head. no pressure sir #protecting this kid from the writing with my entire body like that one soldier meme #ooh d*bowski you are not making it out alive i'll tell you that much.#in the same way you wouldn't call mcdonalds hiring 14yo ''employment'' you'd call it. exploitative child labor.#but it's even worse because <3 aw the misogyny oozing through the pores of a lot of the patho narrative #because of maybe perhaps allegedly the head writer. allegedly!#how the fuck am i supposed to tag any of this #csa /#willow mellow #willow pathologic #pathologic #it'd be Less Worse if she was an adult bc at least she could consent [in a vacuum; if we ignore the fact that she's a kidnapping victim;#if we ignore the fact that the Kin who she merges with sees its women be sexualized and its ways of life crushed by the colonizers #and assimilated in ways they might not like; etc] but yknow. detailed herb brides bodies and whatnot.

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crackinglamb · 4 months

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Fic Word Search

I got tagged twice! Obviously this will get very long, so I'll put it under a cut.

Before I do that, I'll tag @ir0n-angel, @lilbittymonster, @effelants, @serial-chillr and @mogwaei. No pressure.

Search for the words and post a snippet.

Your words are: leap, flick, howl, ragged

First by @natsora, thank you! 💕

My words: twist, growl, dark, breath, tear

For this one I'll do a finished fic. These are all from WG.

(takes a deep breath, because the fic is huge)

Twist

The tavern itself was what she expected. Crowded, a little dusty from the constant foot traffic and tense enough to snap. The barman gave her party a sour glance, landed on Solas's ears and frowned harder. Imogen twisted her left hand so the mark glowed against her outfit and the barman subsided without saying a word. The Herald of Andraste, regardless of her status with the Chantry, was still a formidable figure after all the work she'd done to clean up the Hinterlands. She could keep company with whoever she chose. And if anyone else had noticed the little interplay, they said nothing.

Growl

“I need to get the arrow out. When I do, your lung will fill with blood and you will want to panic. I need you to stay calm so you don't hyperventilate. I will heal you.”

“Less talking, mage, more doing,” Bull growled.

Imogen watched a silent battle of wills happen over her body and found it funny. Pity she couldn't remember how to laugh. Bull held her shoulders tight and that hurt. She squirmed. He just held her tighter. She realized she could hardly move her legs at all and only then figured out that Solas was sitting on her.

Dark

“Cocktails, actually. Wine is for snobs.”

Solas raised his head and arched a fine brow at her in the dark, the firelight gleaming off his irises like a cat. That had certainly taken getting used to. She grinned at him and scrunched up her nose, daring him to say a word. He smirked back and kept his mouth shut. She rolled the cup in her hands, contemplating the liquid inside it. She sipped again, more prepared for the harshness. This time she was able to taste something other than burn.

“Ya know, this wouldn't be so bad if it was mixed with something sweet. Something syrupy, maybe. Or bubbly. Or fresh squeezed juice.”

“You might be right,” Varric offered. “But who carries that sort of thing around on the road?”

Breath

“Imogen!” Solas shouted and she looked up in time to see him Fade-stepping, a blur of motion and icy cold hands on her as she began to topple.

She opened her mouth to say something – she wasn't even sure what, and wouldn't remember later – and was surprised when she felt something dribble down her lip and chin. She tried to take a breath and coughed and he was spattered with red. His eyes grew so wide all she could see was the fear in them, and then everything slipped sideways.

Tear

“Make for the rift!” she called out. “It’s time to go.”

Before she could take the first steps, the ground shuddered and splintered apart. The shockwave of the explosion had reached them. Bull grabbed Dorian by the arm and dragged him bodily across a chasm that opened up between the mage’s feet. Dignity abandoned, Dorian clung to him and let himself be carried off towards the tear back to the waking world.

“Terisin, go!” Imogen urged. “I’m right behind you.”

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Second time I was tagged by @theluckywizard, thank you! 💕

My words: crack, graze, harsh

For this one I'll do snippets from T3, the next Mirabull fic, which is still a WIP.

Crack

She heard the stomping and shouting before she even reached the door of the war room. Part of her thought maybe she should leave Leliana to it, that she was perfectly capable of dealing with an angry Seeker on her own terms. But part of her also wanted them all to have this out. She cracked open the door and slipped inside while Cassandra was still sputtering.

“...If this is the length she will hide things from us, we'll never know...”

“Is this a good time or should I come back later?” Mira brightly interrupted the flow.

Harsh

“Mira! The rift!” Bull hollered, breaking her spell of dissociation.

She turned and saw the rift cycling, getting ready to spit out more shades. She lifted the Anchor to connect to it and harshly yanked it closed. Only then did she stumble against the nearest column, her stomach rising in her throat. She couldn’t seem to focus on anything, the room spun. A dull roar filled her ears.

“Breathe, Chestnut,” Bull said softly. She hadn’t heard him approach over the noise in her head. “Breathe. Let me have the blades.”

So, I apparently don't use the word 'graze' much. I had to go all the way to Soft In Skyhold for this!

“I need the cinnamon.”

He didn't step away but reached for the earthenware jar that held the sticks of spice. He was smirking as he handed it to her. She scowled, although her heart wasn't in it.

“And the sugar.”

“You are sweet enough.” Now the scowl was genuine and he laughed and chucked her under her chin.

“You are incorrigible,” [Cass] snapped, but even to her own ears it sounded weak.

He stepped out of her way, still laughing, and she skirted around him for the canister of sugar. She grabbed the nutmeg too, but couldn't manage that and the rasp, so she set them down to go back for it. Amund was now leaning against the counter, nearly tall enough to simply sit on it. She gave him a push to get him out of her way and he obliged just enough that her elbow grazed him as she held the rasp in her right hand.

#tagged #fic word search meme #dragon age #what a wicked game to play #driftwood: the turning tide #soft in skyhold #solas and imgoen #mira and iron bull #cassandra pentaghast and the sky-watcher

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kindheartedgummybears · 2 years

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"you got games on ur phone?"

#Wick meme #Wick #Wick 2015 #Wick Hellbent Games #Tim #Timas #Tim Weaver #Timas Weaver

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kiki-mimi222222222 · 11 months

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Tim, stop being such annoying troll!

Quit it!

#wick #meme #my meme #wick 2015 #hellbent games #Tim weaver #wick game #wick meme #wick tim #candles #shitpost

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dreamforcedeities · 2 years

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How did you die?

“You say that as if you expected me to die...”

“Of course I am, as long as there is courage then I can never truly die.”

“I.... I can explain!!”

“Of course, I’m too awesome to die!”

“I suppose that’s true, if on technicality. Master Wizeman would be lost without me so he doesn’t allow me to stay dead for long.”

“H-hey!! No need to rub it in!!!” The phantom huffed, crossing their arms.

#ic #crack #wizeman #wizeman the wicked #Lumina Flowlight #Void #NiGHTS #Reala #Selph #memes #dash games

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kohshiba19 · 2 years

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Caleb game shot

#lil-mystery-artis #caleb wittebane #dank memes #genderbend #shoto x reader #art #fanart #wick game #photography #psychopath #small artist #lil mystery artis #my art #open skeleton

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sunoflegend · 1 year

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tag dump !

#THAT'S THE THING WITH OPPORTUNISTS - DON'T SHOW THEM OPPORTUNITIES / * STARTER CALLS . ❞#SHRIEKING SUN OF LEGEND / * VISUALS . ❞#THE SCREAM I JUST SCRUMPT / * CRACK . ❞#THE CHOSEN ONE / * PROMOS . ❞#AND STARS SHALL SCREAM / * DASH COMM . ❞#SOMETHING ABOUT A CROWN BEING HEAVIER THEN YOU'D EXPECT / * HEADCANONS . ❞#THE GRAND SCHEMER. / * OOC . ❞#I'M GETTING A LITTLE SICK OF EXPLAINING WHAT BETRAYAL IS TO PEOPLE / * ASKS . ❞#THE STARS GREW DISTANT AND LONELY IN THEIR ORBIT / * MUSINGS . ❞#LOOKING OUT FOR NUMBER ONE / * BANTER . ❞#ALL HAIL STARSCREAM / * THREADS . ❞#I KNOW WHO QUEUE ARE / * QUEUE . ❞#SOMETHING WICKED THIS WAY COMES / * OPEN . ❞#PEOPLE ASSUME I'M SCHEMING EVEN WHEN I'M NOT / * MEMES . ❞#I NEVER CLAIMED TO BE A SAINT / * DASH GAMES . ❞#A DISPOSABLE SECOND / * WAR VERSE . ❞#VOICE OF THE DECEPTICON REBELLION / * SHATTERED GLASS VERSE . ❞#LAST OF THE SEEKERS / * TFP VERSE . ❞#ANOTHER STAR FURTHER DOWN THE LINE / * MTMTE VERSE . ❞#I ALWAYS KNEW THIS WOULD COME DOWN TO ME / * GHOST VERSE . ❞#FORMER RULER OF CYBERTRON ; LOVING IT / * CROSSOVER VERSE . ❞

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otemporanerys · 1 year

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Spotify Wrapped, 6, 62, 55!

6: Dancing in the Dark - Hot Chip 55: Wicked Game - Chris Isaak 62: Quitter - Weakened Friends

#ask meme #spotify wrapped #dancing in the dark is a witcher garrus song #wicked game and quitter are both species swap

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veneror · 7 days

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finally put together some better tags oo baby

. 𓆩 COMMAND ME TO BE WELL. ╱ ooc.

. 𓆩 NO GRAVE CAN HOLD MY BODY DOWN . I’LL CRAWL HOME. ╱ asks.

. 𓆩 JUST TO TAKE THE INJURY OF FINALLY KNOWING YOU. ╱ starters.

. 𓆩 HEAT OF HER BREATH IN MY MOUTH . I’M ALIVE. ╱ promo.

. 𓆩 OUR TEETH AND LUNGS ARE LINED WITH THE SCUM OF IT. ╱ rp memes.

. 𓆩 DON’T LET ME IN WITH NO INTENTION TO KEEP ME. ╱ open starter.

. 𓆩 NO SWEETER INNOCENCE THAN OUR GENTLE SIN. ╱ crack.

. 𓆩 IDEALISM SITS IN PRISON . CHIVALRY FELL ON ITS SWORD. ╱ dash games.

. 𓆩 I FEEL LIKE A PERSON FOR A MOMENT OF MY LIFE. ╱ affiliates.

VOX . (ic) ╱ there are no actors in this film / what you see and hear is real.

VOX . (isms) ╱ fog their eyes with static and color . they may not see the truth.

VOX . (ships) ╱ what could i possibly do to make you love me inhumanely ?

VOX . (visage) ╱ CLICK to apologize! CLICK to be saved! CLICK to be pure!

ALASTOR . (ic) ╱ i am a pitch black slaughterhouse / i am the flesh maggots adore.

ALASTOR . (isms) ╱ the stars are moving now / do you see the hungry eye?

ALASTOR . (ships) ╱ to sink his claws into the overripe pomegranite / to be known . to be eaten.

ALASTOR . (visage) ╱ blessed be the son of the doe / performer to an audience of none.

LUCIFER . (ic) ╱ it is all so heavy / it has nowhere else to go but my shaky hands.

LUCIFER . (isms) ╱ the serpent will always eat itself / no beginning . no ending.

LUCIFER . (ships) ╱ if love is not a shrine / it is always going to be a scar.

LUCIFER . (visage) ╱ i am an accusation . a wicked omen . a promise of apocalyptic unholy.

BEETLEJUICE . (ic) ╱ and i believe all this anger was once love gone to wretched hands.

BEETLEJUICE . (isms) ╱ are you tired of me yet ? i grow weary of my own voice.

BEETLEJUICE . (ships) ╱ think of love . imagine an open and shielded wound.

BEETLEJUICE . (visage) ╱ you will see me rotting in the darkness . i will crack another joke.

ASTARION . (ic) ╱ a personification / an abstraction. what else does it mean to be a god ?

ASTARION . (isms) ╱ who have you become in the wake of all that has happened ?

ASTARION . (ships) ╱ you kiss the palms of my hands so gently. i know how it feels to adore.

ASTARION . (visage) ╱ crimson in my teeth . promises under my tongue.

EVE . (ic) ╱ the sun glows in my chest . the moon blooms across my eyes.

EVE . (isms) ╱ with feather touches and ivory kisses / i bring you to paradise.

EVE . (ships) ╱ i will plant fields of lavender in your soul / i will untangle the fear.

EVE . (visage) ╱ honey - mouthed and quiet. love spills from the stars again.

VALENTINO . (ic) ╱ reminders of me in the walls of your organs. i am the parasite you feed.

VALENTINO . (isms) ╱ see me in the back of your mirror / i haunt like a silent ghost.

VALENTINO . (ships) ╱ tear a confession from you like a fish hook to the throat.

VALENTINO . (visage) ╱ it will reach behind me and rip the spine from my body.

BLITZO . (ic) ╱ what is a battlefield if not a body ? what is pain if not an admittance ?

BLITZO . (isms) ╱ yearn is too delicate of a word. there is something horrible in my chest.

BLITZO . (ships) ╱ you love with so much anger / is it all towards yourself ?

BLITZO . (visage) ╱ it rots in my teeth. the opportunity for second chances.

. ꒰ა ADAM AND EVE | . . . IT WAS SOFTER TO LIE WITH YOU. ╱ origiinis.

. ꒰ა ALASTOR AND LILITH | . . . IN THE DARKNESS I WILL MEET MY CREATOR. ╱ lilitophidian.

. ꒰ა VOX AND ALASTOR | . . . RIP ME APART WITH YOUR LOVING TEETH. ╱ videoaux.

. ꒰ა EVE AND ALASTOR | . . . TO BE LOVED IS TO BE REMEMBERED. ╱ hellsbroadcaster.

. ꒰ა LUCIFER AND ASTARION | . . . ANGELIC ONE . I AM SAVED. ╱ hcllishsins.

. ꒰ა LUCIFER AND VOX | . . . YOU MADE A HOME IN THIS DREADFUL SOUL. ╱ videoaux.

. ꒰ა ALASTOR AND ANGEL | . . . WANTING BURNS FROM THE INSIDE OUT. ╱ spyderdust.

. ꒰ა VOX AND LUCIFER | . . . I'M JUST LOWERING YOUR EXPECTATIONS. ╱ xluciifer.

#. 𓆩 COMMAND ME TO BE WELL. ╱ ooc.#. 𓆩 NO GRAVE CAN HOLD MY BODY DOWN . I’LL CRAWL HOME. ╱ asks.#. 𓆩 JUST TO TAKE THE INJURY OF FINALLY KNOWING YOU. ╱ starters.#. 𓆩 HEAT OF HER BREATH IN MY MOUTH . I’M ALIVE. ╱ promo.#. 𓆩 OUR TEETH AND LUNGS ARE LINED WITH THE SCUM OF IT. ╱ rp memes.#. 𓆩 DON’T LET ME IN WITH NO INTENTION TO KEEP ME. ╱ open starter.#. 𓆩 NO SWEETER INNOCENCE THAN OUR GENTLE SIN. ╱ crack.#. 𓆩 IDEALISM SITS IN PRISON . CHIVALRY FELL ON ITS SWORD. ╱ dash games.#. 𓆩 I FEEL LIKE A PERSON FOR A MOMENT OF MY LIFE. ╱ affiliates.#VOX . (ic) ╱ there are no actors in this film / what you see and hear is real.#VOX . (isms) ╱ fog their eyes with static and color . they may not see the truth.#VOX . (ships) ╱ what could i possibly do to make you love me inhumanely ?#VOX . (visage) ╱ CLICK to apologize! CLICK to be saved! CLICK to be pure!#ALASTOR . (ic) ╱ i am a pitch black slaughterhouse / i am the flesh maggots adore.#ALASTOR . (isms) ╱ the stars are moving now / do you see the hungry eye?#ALASTOR . (ships) ╱ to sink his claws into the overripe pomegranite / to be known . to be eaten.#ALASTOR . (visage) ╱ blessed be the son of the doe / performer to an audience of none.#LUCIFER . (ic) ╱ it is all so heavy / it has nowhere else to go but my shaky hands.#LUCIFER . (isms) ╱ the serpent will always eat itself / no beginning . no ending.#LUCIFER . (ships) ╱ if love is not a shrine / it is always going to be a scar.#LUCIFER . (visage) ╱ i am an accusation . a wicked omen . a promise of apocalyptic unholy.#BEETLEJUICE . (ic) ╱ and i believe all this anger was once love gone to wretched hands.#BEETLEJUICE . (isms) ╱ are you tired of me yet ? i grow weary of my own voice.#BEETLEJUICE . (ships) ╱ think of love . imagine an open and shielded wound.#BEETLEJUICE . (visage) ╱ you will see me rotting in the darkness . i will crack another joke.#ASTARION . (ic) ╱ a personification / an abstraction. what else does it mean to be a god ?#ASTARION . (isms) ╱ who have you become in the wake of all that has happened ?#ASTARION . (ships) ╱ you kiss the palms of my hands so gently. i know how it feels to adore.#ASTARION . (visage) ╱ crimson in my teeth . promises under my tongue.#EVE . (ic) ╱ the sun glows in my chest . the moon blooms across my eyes.

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arabian-dream · 7 months

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when do you gaze at your soulmate?

when they're already watching you

you know. you always know when they're looking and especially when they're not. you feel their eyes on you and at first you just feel it. you pretend not to notice and you smile to yourself. it's warm. and maybe it's foolish and cliche but there are butterflies in your stomach and that's the feeling you want to hold onto. so you do. you can't the appropriate amount of seconds which feel like minutes. then you lift your own eyes and meet theirs and those butterflies turn into fireworks. they see you and you see them. and there is nothing more comforting and exhilarating as that.

when they're sleeping

it's not just the way they're at rest. it's that they're at rest with you. it's not just that they're safe but that they feel safe enough to let you see them like this. it's trust and it's intimacy. and you're not sure you're ready for them to see the emotions in your eyes right now. they've been through enough. you both have. sometimes it scares you just how much you love them. it terrifies you that you feel happy as they lay there, eyes closed and hair a little messy. their features twitch and you know they're dreaming and it scares you because if you fall asleep too you won't have a nightmare tonight. you'll dream of them. or nothing at all. and either way it will make you need them more. and you're not supposed to need anyone but it's them. you want to hold them in your arms and never let go. you want to protect them but you know they want to protect you to. this is the kind of love you long for and it's the kind which will hurt if you lose it. but here you are anyway. it's too late now. you're glad it's too late to go back.

Tagged by; @grandvizier

Tagging: uh. whoever wants to i guess

#ic;; nasira: wicked sorceress #ic;; hakime: seamstress #dash games;;#grandvizier #ic memes;;

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lcviiathan · 7 months

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tag drop.

#( behind the scenes ) : ooc.#( ask and you shall receive ) : answered.#( pick your poison ) : memes.#( you win or you die ) : dash games.#( love letters ) : promo.#( swords & quills ) : meta.#( something wicked ) : nsfw.#( god save the queue ) : queued.#( crack in the mirror ) : reflection.#( his light was night to some ) : mannerism.#( to whom shall i tell my grief ) : musing.#( thy thousand years of gloom ) : aesthetic.#( the old familiar sting ) : relations.#( cage me like an animal ) : headcanons.#( the drums inside my chest ) : playlist.

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rocknrollwrecker · 1 year

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TAG DUMP!!

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crackinglamb · 1 year

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WIP Wednesday (with bonus last line)

Tagged by @mogwaei, thank you! 💕

Tagging @demarogue, @bogunicorn, @autodiscothings, @fogsblue, @lilbittymonster, @fiadhaisteach, @fasterpuddytat, @ir0n-angel and @noire-pandora. Feel free to do either, both or none because there's no pressure.

Gonna do the bonus last line first, since it's obviously much shorter. After weeks of sitting on this chapter of WG and having no words come out (in my defense, I've also been sick), I finally managed to get it done. So here's the last thing I wrote. And I'll cheat and give you two, because I can.

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“It means more to me than you know.”

“Then I'm happy to give this to you.”

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In other news, I have finished the principle wording on Maker Damned Fools at long last! Why yes, I did procrastinate on one WIP by working on another. The new year will see me start posting it. Have a bit of Cara Hawke and Varric being oblivious idiots together.

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“Careful with that blade,” he went on, noting that she was still idly flipping it over her fingers. “Wouldn't want you to lose anything important.”

They would leave for this expedition in the morning, and until then they had nothing to do but flirt uselessly or play fight to ease the tension. The lines between those two things had blurred a little, and lately they'd seemed to be one and the same. She didn't let it stop her. “Think you can take it from me?”

He eyed her as he sipped his drink, then set it down without speaking. He reached for the dagger, but she spun it out of reach, turning her wrist just so. It rapped against his palm, knocking his hand back a few inches. Now he was chuckling, getting into the idea. He batted her back, trying to make her fumble the handle. A quick toss landed the dagger in her other hand and she turned on the barstool so she was facing him. He did the same and made another grab.

She rolled the dagger across her knuckles like a coin, the blade flashing in the candlelight. Corff threw them both a scowl, but didn't say anything. He knew better than to interrupt them. Hawke flicked the dagger in the air off her pinky, turning her hand quick to catch it before Varric's fingers could close around the handle. He brought his other hand into play, attempting to knock her arm off balance with a bump under her elbow. Her turn to grin.

“Gotta be faster than that, old man.”

“Faster won't beat smarter.”

The dagger flashed and spun, their hands began to slap against each other in a fine show of mock wrestling and in the end, they both held the handle with the blade between them like a metaphor. Varric's hands were bigger than hers. His fingers cupped her whole hand, while not relinquishing his grip on the small amount of the weapon he'd gotten. His smirk was warm and her breath caught.

“Get a room, you two,” Bela called from the other end of the bar. “Invite me while you're at it.”

The spell broke and Varric let her go. Something like disappointment flickered in his eyes before it was hidden behind his typical mirth.

“Rivaini,” he called back. “Not even on your best day. I know what you get up to.”

#tagged #wip wednesday #last line meme #what a wicked game to play #maker damned fools #hawke x varric

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kindheartedgummybears · 2 years

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(Forgive me Father James for I Have Sinned...)

GET WEAVERED LOL!

(sorry for the choppiness of the editing my mouse decided to eat it after I got done with Tom🥲)

EDIT: fixed Bennys arm didn't realize til I posted that I completely chopped it off😭😭

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midmare · 1 year

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new tags i.

☽ ＼ ( out of character ) .

☽ ＼ in character .

☽ ＼ ( memes || prompts ) .

☽ ＼ dash game .

☽ ＼ ( promotion ) .

☽ ＼ ‘ wicked and hellbent … ( study i :: headcanon ) .

☽ ＼ ‘ they call me an omen … ( study ii :: visage ) .

☽ ＼ ‘ madness calls to me at night … ( study iii :: musing ) .

☽ ＼ ‘ shadows on my wall don’t sleep … ( study iv :: aesthetic ) .

☽ ＼ ‘ save me your prayers … ( study v :: canon div ) .

☽ ＼ ‘ a villain in a black dress … ( study vi :: wardrobe ) .

☽ ＼ ‘ my nightmares sing me off to sleep … ( pt i :: oracion seis ) .

☽ ＼ ‘ i’m the one i fear the most … ( pt ii :: crime sorciere ) .

☽ ＼ ‘ i fight with you in my sleep … ( pt iii :: pardon || parole ) .

#☽ ＼ ( out of character ) .#☽ ＼ in character .#☽ ＼ ( memes || prompts ) .#☽ ＼ dash game .#☽ ＼ ( promotion ) .#☽ ＼ ‘ wicked and hellbent … ( study i :: headcanon ) .#☽ ＼ ‘ they call me an omen … ( study ii :: visage ) .#☽ ＼ ‘ madness calls to me at night … ( study iii :: musing ) .#☽ ＼ ‘ shadows on my wall don’t sleep … ( study iv :: aesthetic ) .#☽ ＼ ‘ save me your prayers … ( study v :: canon div ) .#☽ ＼ ‘ a villain in a black dress … ( study vi :: wardrobe ) .#☽ ＼ ‘ my nightmares sing me off to sleep … ( pt i :: oracion seis ) .#☽ ＼ ‘ i’m the one i fear the most … ( pt ii :: crime sorciere ) .#☽ ＼ ‘ i fight with you in my sleep … ( pt iii :: pardon || parole ) .

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