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herald-divine-hell · 1 year
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How many asks do you think I need to send before Tumblr thinks I'm a bot?
Anyway...
Which one knows all the words to "Ice Ice Baby" by Vanilla Ice?
Honestly, I would rather not you test it because this is Dumblr after all. XD
But I can see Alexandra definitely knows all that type of music, tbh, so her.
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idrellegames · 3 years
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6. Who will they take advice from, no matter what it is? Who won’t they take advice from, no matter what it is? for Vara Helmi <3
She will take advice from her former mentors and her sister. She will not take advice from Kellan. He’s supposed to take her advice, that’s in her job description. 
[OC Asks]
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bundlesofwords · 2 years
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How do their arguments usually play out? Do they make up quickly? For whomever you’d like.
I will do Awa and her s/o. Gosh, I need to figure out his fucking name.
Thank you for the ask!
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11. How do their arguments usually play out? Do they make up quickly?
Awa can be...heated when she gets argued at. Although she can retain control of her voice, over time, if she is continuously push there are small signs that it is getting on her nerves, especially on things that he shouldn't be worrying about. "I'm a goddess. I will be fine." Which he would argue back that right at that very moment, she is mortal and very much could die. I cannot see them arguing lasting particularly long, and they both tend to mutually make up, because in the end their arguments happen due to them caring for one another. They are both simply far too stubborn.
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noeldressari · 3 years
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WIP Game
Rules: Write the latest line(s) from your WIP and tag as many people as there are words in the (last) line. Make a new post, don’t reblog.
Thanks for the tag @rachelleofalltrades!
These are the most recent paragraphs I have for chap. 18
The snow gliding through the clear mountain air brought a deathly chill with it. Eryn could feel the cold cutting through her as deeply as a dagger, icy, numbing fingers that glided across her skin and gripped her muscles. Briefly, the sun peaked through the clouds above, and Eryn closed her eyes, relishing in the feeling of it on her skin. Then the curtain of clouds rolled back, and the world was dulled again. A burst of fog waft up as Eryn sighed at its loss. The constant singing of the taint in the red lyrium distracted her from the cold, but it was hardly a welcome distraction. The sweet haunting song was giving her a headache. It wasn't as bad as the false Calling that the demon had created, but it was still just as maddening. That taint was still the taint, no matter what form you found it in, and the taint seemed to only exist to make her and other wardens miserable. How she'd love to obliterate it. Why couldn't the Maker give her some holy flame to burn it away? It seemed fair given how many people still called her the Herald of Andraste. She ignored the ringing red rocks, and focused on the templars surrounding her.
The Sahrnia Quarry would be a complex challenge. Normally, Eryn would've preferred to go in with the full force of their team, but there were civilians working here, innocent workers that were enslaved out of the town below. She didn't want to risk them getting caught in the crossfire, or worse, the templars purposely killing them out of vengeance or using them as human shields. She wanted to get them out of the way and safe before she dealt with the templars. But this would be no small feat.
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w-h-4-t · 3 years
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What’s Harel’s go-to party song?
RA
RA
RASPUTIN
SOMETHING SOMETHING AUBERGINE
Or azucar negra by Celia cruz
Or just hearing Fall of the Magister/Sera was Never is enough to get her hippity hoppin
Josephine: Please dance normally.
Harel, dancing even weirder out of spite:
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Thanks so much for the ask my dude!!! My idiot has been seen! 😃
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Brown for the writer asks :)
Brown: Do you have a set writing space? Or do you write everywhere?
I do have a desk I bought and set up after years of not having a desk simply because I needed a space both to work from home and attend class---before I was literally zooming from my vanity, which is pretty compact and not ideal LOL. I do write their occasionally but I do very much like to get up periodically and change my space, be it from my room to the living room. I can write anywhere if need be. 
Writing asks 
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aymayzing · 3 years
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🌺send this to ten bloggers you think are wonderful. keep the game going🌺
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Ahh, thank you!! 💕 💕 That's so sweet!
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pavusprince · 4 years
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Once Cullen finds out he’s Solana’s father, what is the one thing that he looks forward to the most?
The timing between when Cullen finds out he’s Solana’s father and when he starts acting like her father don’t line up. He’s stepped into the role before he’s told with certainty that yes, she is his blood.
So, the thing he looks forward to most is being able to tell her he loves her and she makes him proud as it felt like it wasn’t something he was allowed to say before. Rather strange thing for your Commander to say to you right?
Bonus: Something he didn’t know to look forward to, the amount if hugs and kisses he gets on a daily basis now.
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bigfan-fanfic · 4 years
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Fitting
Written for @rachelleofalltrades, for her sweet OC Isla Cadash! I hope you enjoy!
“Wow! You look amazing!” Tash smiled widely as Isla entered the room, her gown shimmering in the light. With splashes of soft robin’s-egg blue and pastel pink, it seemed to change color as she moved, giving the dwarven woman a distinctly ethereal feel. The matching eyeshadow and lip gloss she wore only heightened the effect.
As part of the Ambassador’s staff, Isla was preparing for the journey to the Winter Palace, and today was an Inquisition-wide outfit fitting day, a veritable army of tailors swarming Skyhold. Tash was sitting in his long black frock coat with gold trim, supremely at ease in the fine clothing. Gale, one of Tash’s bodyguards and Josephine’s suitor, reclined against the wall, his frame already clad in a red coat similar to Tash’s, the young Inquisitor’s own design, with assistance from Vivienne, Leliana, and the seamstress.
Josephine made a few notes on her clipboard. “I do appreciate Madame Vivienne’s insistence we make use of her seamstress, but it is quite difficult managing all the different outfits.”
“Would you prefer it if I wore something different?” Isla asked sweetly, smirking at the ambassador.
“Not at all. If we cannot win in solidarity, we may as well win in style.”
“Hear hear.” Tash grinned, earning a disapproving glance from Josie.
“Er, Ambassador?” a deep voice rumbled. Vylandin, the half-elf from Clan Mithra in the Anderfels and Tash’s other bodyguard, came into view. He was a giant of a man, even by human standards, and the material of the coat stretched tightly across his expansive chest. “I think there’s something wrong.”
“Ah! Ser Vylandin!” Josephine cried. “You’re losing a button!”
“Oops.” was all Vy could utter before the button popped, and the coat ripped open, revealing his muscular torso.
Isla smirked, licking her lips unconsciously and earning a similar look from Vylandin.
“Tash, come quick, let us secure another shirt for Ser Vylandin.” Josephine stammered. The boy gave one last wide-eyed look at the giant’s muscular chest.
“Do we have to? I mean, I hear the Iron Bull is going shirtless.”
“He is doing nothing of the sort.” Josephine retorted firmly as she and the Inquisitor and Gale left down the hall.
Vy moved slowly closer to Isla, winking as she lifted herself onto the ambassador’s desk in an attempt to reach his height. “Well, scrunch down! Don’t keep a lady waiting.”
“In this state of undress? Maybe I should go.” he chuckled, leaning down to kiss her gently, his hands reaching up to run through her hair. It was only rehearsal, after all, so she didn’t mind his huge hands warm against her skin, messing up her hairdo.
“Mmm, I absolutely forbid it. I think you look much better out of your uniform... oops.” Isla blushed, but Vy only laughed and kissed her again.
“Then I shall try to remain out of it as much as possible, for you.”
“Hah. You tease me so.”
Vylandin mused. “I think I could use some decoration. Perhaps you could braid those colored beads you’re so fond of into my hair again, for the Inquisition.”
“Don’t say that unless you mean it.” Isla warned, smiling.
“I mean every word, my sweet. Now... dance with me?”
“Don’t mind if I do. Just one thing first.” she said, reaching out and squeezing Vylandin’s pectoral, making a honking sound as she did so. He burst into laughter and swept her into a hug.
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78 from the 100 prompts list?
78- Stay for me. Thanks friend! :) The girls took an unexpected turn with this one in like the second sentence so I just went with it 😅-----------------------------------
“Stay? For me?”
Cassandra’s words are soft in the darkness of the room, and Ellana pauses on the edge of the bed.
“I thought you didn’t want this to be anything more?”
“I…” Cassandra pauses before sighing. Ellana doesn’t need to see her to know that she’s running her hand through her hair in frustration - one of the many nervous habits that she’s noticed about the usually stoic woman these past months.
“Spit it out Cassandra,” Ellana whispers, curling into herself. She’s not in the mood to be toyed with. Not tonight. She’s had a hard time denying the true depth of her feelings for the woman behind her. But Cassandra didn’t need to know that these past weeks that she’d be struggling to keep her feelings muddying with the lust that she felt for her. She wanted so much more than Cassandra was willing to give her. She wanted to give Cassandra all the whispered things she said she wanted in love and life. And it hurt knowing that Cassandra would never see her as anything more than someone who helped her scratch an itch. 
She wasn’t sure why she was still here, still let Cassandra into her bed whenever she asked. There were plenty of pretty faces in Skyhold that would gladly take her place. But her heart was just a foolish as it's owner and it was only a matter of time before that became her downfall.
It started out as something simple. Easy. Cassandra, curious about intimacy despite her protests of not being attracted to women. Ellana, a sentimental fool and easily led astray by the traitorous organ in her chest. She wanted Cassandra. And she would take whatever she could get from her, even though she knew that one day it would break her heart. 
“I know you said you wanted this to be casual… but I can’t. Not anymore,” Cassandra admits, shifting in the bed sheets to sit beside her.
Normally Ellana is easily distracted by her nakedness, but now in the dim light of the low burning fire in the hearth she is mesmerised by her face. Her expression is so open Ellana’s heart hurts at the vulnerability she can see clearly on display.
At least if Cassandra was breaking things off with her she had some bittersweet memories of very good sex to remember her with Ellana thinks to herself darkly. She just wishes she would get it over with.
Ellana stays silent as she watches Cassandra struggle to find the words for whatever she’s trying to say. If she was going to break her heart she wasn’t going to make it easy for her.
“These past weeks I have been… having difficulty with our arrangement,” Cassandra finally admits with a frown, as if the words leave a bad taste in her mouth. “You are - maker Ellana, these past weeks have been the best sex I’ve had in my life.”
Ellana feels the ‘but’ coming. But it doesn’t prepare her for what comes after.
“But it's a mistake. It's not me and I don’t know why I ever thought I could do something so… non-committed.”
Cassandra’s words come out in a rush, as if it's a relief for her to finally let go of the words and feelings that she’s been bottling up.
“I want something more. With you,” Cassandra breathes, looking at her with an intensity that leaves Ellana feeling like she’s been stripped to the very bone.
“I want you, and late nights and waking up beside you every morning. I want to know everything about you - what makes you happy, what makes you sad and everything in between. Maker even something pointless like your favourite colour. I want everything with you," Cassandra laughs nervously, fingers running through her hair.
It's the complete opposite of what Ellana was bracing herself for and she’s left speechless at how unexpected Cassandra’s admissions are. 
“Ellana?” Cassandra asks, breaking the silence growing between them.
“Green,” Ellana whispers. “My favourite colour is green.” 
The warmth of Cassandra’s laugh is like music to her, and she knows it's a sound that she’ll spend the rest of her life chasing. 
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mrfoox · 3 years
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Tagged by @rachelleofalltrades thank you for thinking of me!
Rules: Rank the Dragon Age Inquisition classes (Warrior, Rogue, Mage) from easiest to hardest to play for you personally (#1 being easiest and #5 the hardest) and tag whoever you want, or no one at all (lol). You can add specializations to this if you want, but I’m going to keep it simple since I’ve only used a handful of the specializations in-game.
1. Mage
2. Sword and Shield Warrior (Reaver)
3. Rogue, Archer (Artificer)
4. Two Handed Warrior 
5. Rougue, Dagger  i just suck at daggers, i take dmg and die lol
Tagging: @bosmerie and YOU, if you’d want to, i love to hear what you're good at in dai
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herald-divine-hell · 1 year
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What kind of jelly or jam do they each like? I need to know who my grape jelly stan is...
For you, Amayian definitely would.
Honestly, I never had much jelly or jam so I can't really say. ;-;
Alexandra might like strawberry though, but I can see Amayian liking grape jelly.
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gaymingbinosaur · 4 years
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Top 5 candies/sweets?
thanks for the ask @rachelleofalltrades
1) Recess’s peanut butter cup
2) M&m’s
3) cow tails
4) hershey’s
5) whoppers
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fandom-age · 5 years
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text overlaid atop the dragon age logo that reads "@rachelleofalltrades is an amazing writer, and more people should read her stuff. She writes Cullen fantastically, that even I want to snuggle up with the poor guy. She's an honest-to-god inspiration."
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noeldressari · 3 years
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Catch up game
Thanks for the tag @rachelleofalltrades!
Last Song: "Tha Mo Ghaol Air Àird a' Chuain", by Julie Fowlis
Currently Reading: Of Ice and Shadows, by Audrey Colhurst
Currently (re)Watching: The Legend of Korra
Currently Craving: Oreos (its taking all my self-control to not devour the entire thing of peanut butter pie flavored oreos right next to me)
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out-of-the-embers · 4 years
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Peppermint?
Thanks! :D
Peppermint: Sweater weather or beach days?
          - Although I like the beach, I’ll have to go with sweater weather for this one. It’s the best :D
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