#sharp teeth and wide grins varric

[archaeval]

Four ships for Ruby! Featuring characters from @messymusehub @cosmicnexus @sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins and @mageshot

#art #myart #photo #consistent art style? i enever heard of her #shipspo #stakarby #fall on saturn's rings #messymusehub #messymusehub stakar #cosmucnexus #sharp teeth and wide grins #sharp teeth and wide grins varric #mageshot #of all the things my hands have held

[miss-polly]

❛ did you just throw a fork at me? ❜ ( Varric? Cullen??? // sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins )

th.e b.ear // @sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins

She pressed her lips together, hands now pressed flat against the table. Heat rose to her face. Her anger had finally risen to the surface, only to manifest itself in the most childish, petulant manner it possibly could have, and now she sat there, forced to face what she'd just done.

It took a moment to find her voice, but there was no sense or confidence at first as she stammered. "Um..." If the maker was kind, she'd melt into a puddle then and there.

But the world was never that merciful. Instead, she remained where she was, until reason reached her, and she managed to lower her hands and smooth out the napkin on her lap, and tuck a stray curl back behind her ear. "Yes...I did," she said, hoping for the slightest hint of confidence to bleed through and hide her shame. "Because ... you deserved it?"

#Ask #the-1890s-runaway #sharp teeth and wide grins varric #sharp teeth and wide grins #she adores varric. he's probably her best friend. but also if he never looked at her again she would understand shdshdhsd

[dreadwxlf]

@sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins sent: "Chuckles, be honest about your opinion on my books." ( Varric!! // sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins )

SEND ME “BE HONEST…” WITH A QUESTION YOUR MUSE HAS BEEN DYING TO ASK MINE AND THEY’LL ANSWER TRUTHFULLY.

~ " I find your Hard in Hightown series entertaining and well-written, if a bit contrived. However, it is obvious that Swords and Shields was quickly written to be a easily digestible addition to the popular romance genre. " ~

#letters ~ ask #master tethras ~ varric #sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins #fragments from the fade ~ meme

[flcralist]

❛ secrets are the favourite food of the heart. ❜ ( Varric @ Polly // sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins )

deathless ; accepting ; @sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins

Polly knits her brows together, trying to figure out whether or not it's wisdom or cynicism this time. Secrets, she'd fast learned, were valuable things in political and societal machinations, but they hardly seemed to have any other upsides. She'd rather everyone be honest, or at least upfront with their intentions.

"They might be the favorite," she says slowly, trying to make sure she's worded this properly. "But they're hardly nourishing, I think."

#Ask #the-1890s-runaway #polly #polly ic #polly answered meme #polly sharp teeth and wide grins #polly varric

[musescafe]

@sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins (varric)

It had been a long, long day. Mithril was exhausted from trudging through the mud and rain and fighting monsters and templars and mages. All she wanted was to take a nice, hot bath, but there were duties to attend to, so she could only quickly clean up and change into dry clothes.

By the end of doing her Inquisitor duties, she was grumpy. At least until she spied Varric sitting at his usual spot by the fire, working on writing something. He always cheered her up. She went over and plopped down in the chair by him.

"What're you workin' on?" She tried to crane her neck to catch a glimpse of his writing. "Is it more Swords and Shields? Did Cassandra convince you to write more for it?"

#sharpteethandwidegrins #mithril (threads)

[intothewildsea]

❛  why is it secret? what have we to hide?  ❜ ( Cullen? Or Varric? // sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins )

Niamh wasn't sure how to respond at first. There was a tight sensation in her chest and she twisted the engagement ring around her finger, chewing on her lower lip.

"I'm engaged, Varric, we have to keep how we feel a secret. At least until I talk to Cullen and..." And then what? Call off the marriage? It was a political move and one that could greatly help the Inquisition. If she called it off people would probably be angry. She felt trapped, but most of all Niamh felt guilty.

Neither of them had done anything, of course, but Niamh felt guilty for her feelings. Cullen had been nothing but kind and supportive. The situation wasn't fair to him. She did care for him a great deal, yet it wasn't in the same way she cared for Varric.

They'd tried for so long to ignore their feelings and that seemed to only make them stronger.

@sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins

#sharpteethandwidegrins #[angsssssst] #[i decided just to go for it based on our current conversation]

[timeguardiansarchive]

🎰 ( for any blog of mine!! )

Varric x/& fem!Poe

Iris & Cassie

Hewlett x/& Peggy Carter

Mulan x/& Robert Rogers

Abe & Missy Cooper

Baker x/& Elizabeth

@sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins

#answered ask #sharpteethandwidegrins

[eritvita]

did you cook this? it tastes amazing. ( Evie or Varric // sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins )

@sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins

With the Springtime flu come forth with that ancient haze of fresh pollen and the overnight excursions through black smog and belching machinery, overwork'd bodies and sniffling coughs, hast Roland craved that irresistible burn of a spice'd food, and so: birthed from his vegetarian Hunger, and gathered a mess of chickpeas, a sheaf of green beans, shucked corn, bursting, fat rice, and splattered and sprayed with spices both red and delightfully zesty, he warmfully welcomes this spray of food compacted helpfully within two bowls in Roland's meager, loose-leaf'd apartment.

He beams winningly, as his dimples press in; as his face hast flushed rosy from that blinking wet of a spicy Tongue. "I thank thee! 'Twill burn the blood and hath it boiling, and to prevent thine immune system to grow sour and so weak with this twist of the coming Season." And married for the masochistic Sound dost Roland sprinkle just a dash of black pepper, something to add more flavor, more needles, and saddles down to pull out a rickety, wooden chair from his own kitchen table. "I beg thy pardon for the spice, but, yea, naught am I so bereft. Thus is necessary to prevent a seasonal sickness, Goodly Friend, and wonderful for that expansion of the Soul!"

COMPLIMENTS AND PRAISE PROMPTS .

#i chose evie because i miss her💖 #sharpteethandwidegrins #notepad.

[theyhope]

@sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins​ asked:  “ don’t worry. everything’s going to be alright… ” ( Varric @ Hawke)

Protective Prompts // Accepting! 

Makaela uttered a quiet, mirthless laugh as she gazed upon the fireplace, the flames dancing in an almost mocking manner as she stood there with her arms folded. Father was dead. Bethany was dead. Carver was dead. And now mother was dead. Her entire family, all but Gamlen, who now despised her for her failure to save Leandra, was now gone. And she was all alone. For all she’d done for this city, Kirkwall had taken everything from her a hundred fold. 

“No, it’s not...” she finally replied defeatedly.

#Makaela Hawke♜ V1. I’m a princess cut from marble smoother than a storm. #sharpteethandwidegrins

[archaeval]

Rumor has it, Ruby you are enamoured with a particular dwarf author ;) (totally not from sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins)

rumor has it || accepting || @sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins

SHE STIFFENS AT THE IDEA ALONE. Enamoured? Her? The very idea. Setting aside her general heartlessness, Ruby couldn’t imagine anyone seeing her as someone capable of that fluttering, half-senseless sensation. She’d gotten too good at cutting off her every emotion, any inclination towards soft fondness cast aside as easily as an empty cup.

There was a certain comfort between them, she would admit. An easiness to conversation, but little else. After all, he was far too busy with the efforts to save the world from destruction, and she the archives from disorganization. 

“Too many people here are desperate to think I care for anything besides my daughter and my books. I cannot imagine the cause.”

Carelessness, of course. She was being careless, and instinct demanded she draw further into herself, to push him away and deny the rumors any further chance to spread. Time could only tell if said instinct would win out.

#ask #v: dai #answered meme #sharp teeth and wide grins #sharp teeth and wide grins varric #hehe #text post

[miss-polly]

“ you can’t lie to me, you know. “ ( Varric? // sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins )

sacred romantic moments // @sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins ;

"I--" she started, trying to scoff at his confidence and smug grin. But her face had already started to redden, and being called out only caused her blush to deepen further. "I'm -- not lying," she said, which was somehow even less believable than anything else she'd said tonight. It had to be a joke by now, how easy it was to read her every thought based on he expression alone.

But her pride was wounded all the same, and she stammered, desperate to prove herself and keenly aware that every senseless syllable only dug her further into the hole. "I mean it. The discussion went splendidly. There's nothing to worry about! Nothing to report at all."

#Ask #the-1890s-runaway #v: dai #holds ur hand! #answered meme #sharp teeth and wide grins varric #sharp teeth and wide grins

[dreadwxlf]

@sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins​ sent:  ❛  oh god. please tell me you haven’t just heard me talk to myself.  ❜ ( Maybe Varric or Cullen first meeting Solas? // sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins )

  ~   “ I could not make out all of it, if that helps any, ” the elf replied. “ You are Varric Tethras, correct? ” He had been brought to the Conclave by the Seeker, from what Solas could gather. “ My name is Solas -- it appears we shall be working together for some time. ” ~

#~{sorry about the wait on this!}~ #~{I love varric and solas interacts though they're great together}~ #inside the fade ~ rp #verse ~ inquisition #master tethras ~ varric #letters ~ ask #sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins

[flcralist]

@sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins​​ for varric ;

Just as she’d said before, night fell fast in these parts of the wood, and there wasn’t much moonlight to make use of after dark. She was still not quite sure what to make of things. The Inqusitior -- the Herald of Andraste themselves -- was crossing through her woods on the way to town. Her mother would insist that this was a great honor, and Polly ought to be on her best behavior, and she’d tried to reign her giggles in as most of the group went out to scan the perimeter just in case. 

Polly had lived through the FIfth Blight and didn’t blame them one bit -- but even she had to admit she was grateful that Varric Tethras had been the one to stay behind and guard her as they did so. He was the least intimidating of the group, holding himself far more casually than the other three. Polly finished mixing the leaves into his cup before placing it on the table before him with an awkward smile. 

“I don’t think that one friend of yours likes me very much.” Solas -- another elf. The first one she’d seen in a long time, and he seemed to like her no better than the townsfolk themselves. “I hope he doesn’t mind that my blankets aren’t silk.”

#polly #polly ic #polly varric #pollt sharp teeth and wide grins #text post

[cewyll]

@sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins​​ said:

❝ everyone makes mistakes, right? what’s important is that we don’t repeat them. ❞  ( Varric // sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins )

arcane starters | accepting

IT TAKES A FEW MOMENTS FOR ELIZABETH TO stop pacing and sit down next to varric. when she does, hands folding primly over her lap, her eyes find thedas’s sky. so blue and immense, so much like her own. but it isn’t her own. it pulses, scarred by a vortex of green light yawning over them. the breach, thank goodness, no longer grows, but quite frankly it’s scary enough at its current size. a tear to the fade large enough to end the world. she still remembers how it thrummed in her ribs, on her tongue, when they went to visit its source. varric knows her origins by now. everyone does; it was hard to hide given her clothes and mannerisms. but he doesn’t know the whole story just yet. as she speaks, elizabeth looks down at her hands, too nervous to make eye contact. all she told him, when he asked if she was okay, was that she made a mistake and couldn’t stop the thoughts ricocheting in her head. it was so kind of him to offer an ear, so unusual given the constant forward movement of elizabeth’s life. how often do they get to just... sit and talk? silently, she makes a note to repay him somehow. ❝ i - i left my friend, back in my world, ❞ she starts. no, too vague. in her anxiety, a tear shimmers and warbles into existence nearby, shocking the healers tending to skyhold’s gardens. elizabeth waves a hand to close it. ❝ booker’s a violent man. a murderer, a - a soldier. but he rescued me from a life of complete isolation. ❞ a pause; she sighs, and the birds sing. ❝ then, when we were finally on an airship out of the city, i found out... he’d lied about where he was taking me. someone had hired him to bring me to them, in exchange for clearing his gambling debt. so i — i got angry, and scared. i hit him over the side of the head with a wrench, and then just... ran away. jumped through the first tear i saw and closed it without looking back. there – there were officers after us, dangerous people, and i just left him there, defenseless. 

❝ and now? ❞ she gestures with a four-fingered hand to skyhold around them. ❝ now, i'm stuck here, and the people here are counting on me despite the fact that i don’t belong. and they know that, just as much as i do. it’s... lonely, varric. it’s always been lonely. i’ve never had a friend, not before him, and those who knew of me in my world, my – my own parents, locked me in a tower because – what? they didn’t want a daughter? ❞ her voice breaks, so elizabeth shakes her head, drawing her knees up to her chest protectively. ❝ some part of me thinks it'll never end. the... the loneliness, i mean. the selfishness. maybe something just formed wrong. i can’t seem to make the right choice when the stakes are high, and no amount of regret can fix what i’ve done. ❞

despite the waver in her voice, elizabeth does not cry. she finally gathers the courage to look varric in the eye, resting the side of her head on her knees. ❝ i’m sorry, that... that was quite a monologue. i didn’t mean to dump all of that on you. it just tumbled out. ❞

#sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins #* IN. #* VERSE » da:i ( act ii » fall if you will / but rise you must. ) #{ I AM. #SO SORRY FOR HOW LONG THIS IS. #FEEL FREE to not match the length if you want to reply akdsjhfkdsf } #{ THE MORE I EDITED IT THE LONGER IT GOT #also i wasn't sure whether to make this elizabeth's inquisitor or companion verse } #{ idk i'm indecisive hahah }

[intothewildsea]

❛ i shouldn’t care if they lied to make it more interesting, as long as they were good lies. ❜ ( Varric // sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins )

"Unfortunately, I don't think the lies were very good ones."

She put her hands on her hips, turning to look at Varric. "They were rather boring, honestly. Do most nobles lie like that? I would've thought maybe they would have more practice, having to navigate politics and things..."

Niamh still had a lot to learn, it seemed. Though she had a suspicion that when Cullen said she should get familiar with the people of Skyhold, he probably didn't mean that she should skulk around the nobles, trying to parse out meaning from their well crafted words.

Varric would be more tolerable company. At least if he lied to her, they'd be entertaining lies.

"They weren't very nice, anyways. I don't think they'd make good friends in the long run."

@sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins

#sharpteethandwidegrins #the seal wife (arranged marriage au) #[cullen letting his fiance run around skyhold and she's going to cause PROBLEMS]

[intoxicatiing]

@sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins​ sent:  “It wasn’t your fault. It wasn’t anybody’s fault.” Varric !

Soft Angst Starters || Accepting

“How very kind of you,” she said through clenched teeth, voice carefully even. Because it was her fault, if not directly. She had allowed too much wretchedness to happen by doing nothing, and would not start excusing herself for it now. Ruby carried too much sway in too many places to think there was nothing she could have done to stop it. “I wonder if you would say the same, mon cher, if you took my place in this.”

#ask #answered meme #sharp teeth and wide grins #sharp teeth and wide grins varric #someone: its not your fault #ruby: oh you wanna bet???