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godforge · 2 years
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@soutarasyl​ said ;  ❛ i’m starting to think that this may indeed have been a terrible idea . ❜
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is there such a thing anymore, when EVERY decision to be made seems to have some terrible caveat hidden within them? esyllt grits her teeth and takes a higher step over the corpse of a red templar ; she resolutely does not look down at it, at the face that could be familiar hidden within those terrible crimson crystals that jut at all angles from the shape that once could have been called a person. a sparking hand wipes a bead of blood from her cheek where a blow had landed. her ears are still ringing from the club-like fist.
“even if it is, there’s no turning back now.” though she does seem to SLOW, moving across the room to open a chest and peer inside with weary gaze. “if we leave and come back, they will have redoubled their forced by the time we return. “
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divinesleft · 2 years
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      this had always been on the table. from the day had met in lothering, leliana had known that the path that the maker had set her on may very well mean laying down her life for the warden and her cause. if that was his will, if this is what it takes to end the blight, to bring ana to her true destiny, then leliana will not 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 it. 
     but it has become so much more than that, ana has opened the door that may never be closed again, a want for so much more than just to fulfill her usefulness for the maker. she had 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐃 - dreamed of a life away from the blight, learning more about where ana had come from, discovering who they would become in each other’s uninterrupted company. 
     this is why she holds on so tightly to what is left in her body, reaches out for ana’s arm while the rest of the world threatens to fade to black. 
          ❝one day i will join the maker’s side. but not until i am done at 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒. how long until we can reach a healer? i can last until then.❞
@soutarasyl​ asked: “no, you don’t get to die”
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apostitudes · 5 years
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@soutarasyl
“You were away longer than I thought you’d be,” Morrigan says with a frown. Her arms uncross and slowly, she gets up to pad her way over towards Adriana. “I trust that all’s went well?”
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worthyfate · 5 years
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@soutarasyl liked for a starter
“what is it like?” the young woman asks rather suddenly. leliana shifts a bit where she sits by the fire of their camp. it’s not her first time out in the wilderness, but before it had been... more privileged. and she knows perhaps she should not ask, that maybe it is a sensitive subject but she must know, and regardless, the question is now there. glancing sideways at her companion, she clarifies, “i mean the magic. what does it feel like? do you always feel it or is it something that only runs through you when you command?”
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madamiisms · 5 years
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❛  i speak as i must and cannot be silent.  ❜
( she is not smiling, would never, but her chin tilts towards the warden,   lips curved in approval ) ❛   yes, my DEAR, rise like a lion ;;   bare your fangs and NEVER let them silence you. ❜
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keptvigil · 5 years
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are we sending you love Because i know we havent talked or interacted bt like ,,,, i love your alistair AND using daniel sunjata as your faceclaim for him is GENIUS god bless you
KSJDFHGS  I’M  A  FOOL  WHO’S  JUST  NOW  SEEING  THIS  BUT  I  AM  FILLED  WITH  WARMTH .  bless  you  this  is  so  nice  I’m  so  happy  rn  ❤︎❤︎❤︎
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hawkeblooded-blog · 5 years
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❛ I lost him. I did it on purpose. ❜
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It had been a tense situation from the start. A missive from Knight-Commander Meredith to not only hunt down a dangerous Maleficar, but to do so with one of the most powerful mages in Thedas. The Hero of Ferelden. She’d almost been tempted to ask if the Warden had seen her distant Amell cousin, but the haunted look of the elf’s eyes made her rethink it all. Hawke’s family had dealt with the Blight, yes, but the Warden struck it down personally. There was no telling what horrors she had seen, and it was best to leave those memories where they rest.
Hawke had stayed behind, battling demons conjured from the fugitive’s desperate attempt at escape. He had been so young, a split moment of her blood-shot gaze meeting that of Hawke. There was so malevolence or craze, like those of Quentin, only fear and loneliness. She’d sent the Hero forward while she finished the last of the abominations by flattening them against the Earth. Force Magic had its perks when used in the right situations.
Finding Mahariel without the prisoner was confusing, but the statement that followed was even more-so. Had Varric been present, he definitely would have taken the opportunity to record the blatant look of shock on Hawke’s face.
“ You…what? “
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lcstwarden-blog · 5 years
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❛ It’s where I live. A permanent state of bereavement. This is nothing new. ❜
book starters // no longer accepting@soutarasyl
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            “I’m           sorry.” it’s all he can offer. Alistair hadn’t seen the other Dalish return, the one that came to warn them about those hideous monsters. But he knew, he knew it was someone who had meant something to her. As the camp repaired all the damages, Alistair watched as she moved, seemingly carelessly, but her body screamed pain and Alistair had nothing other than his sympathy to offer her.            “If there is anything ~ anything, Adriana that I could do~” he stumbled over his words, hoping to find the right ones that she deserved. Her back was toward him, his heart beating rough against his chest. The prior events beginning to take a toll on him as his energy levels gradually decreased.            Without another thought he moved closer to her - his arms draping around her shoulders. He understood, he knew what she was going through but he never gave her the opportunity to grieve. He was so torn from the events at Ostagar that he fell into a hole he struggled to get out from. But Adriana had proven her friendship worthy when she assisted him with his struggles.                “          I’m so sorry.” 
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mercysought · 5 years
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“ I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death “ // for anora
the song of achilles meme ( ACCEPTING ) - @soutarasyl​
Anora remains in silence, looking down at the elven woman with a mix of pity and worry. Pity because it was clear that she either did not see what was unfolding in front of her eyes or she didn’t want to. Maybe she didn’t even understand it. Understand that if Alistair was to becoming King, like they had been suggesting, that they wouldn’t be able to be together. That it would not matter. It truly would not matter all the poetry and beautiful words. Perhaps as she is saving Ferelden she thinks that she will be able to bend the law but not even a hero of Ferelden would be able to bend law. She was a dalish elf and the nobles would never see her as anything other than a savage. And they would need their support. If the King was to take her as his official bride they would never listen to him, they would never give him his support. The Warden would lose her beloved, unless she was willing to become her mistress. The thought of it sets her guts ablaze and a frown forms on her lips.
She didn’t know much about dalish, only that they were proud and ready to kill humans if they stepped in the grounds that they camped. If that was the case, unless Alistair could twist her nature against her, use that love to make her become his play toy in the shadows they would not be able to continue. Anora did not care much for love stories, for happy endings because they were naught but that… tales told to make reality easier to digest. She had seen how her own fairy tale had fallen to ash right in her hands.
But pity was not what occupied her mind. No. It was worry. Worry of what was to happen to her considering this information that the warden gave her. What she needed to do. Anora had said that she would aid them, regardless of what was said and her words wouldn’t change if (once) they decided that Anora would not be Queen. She would tell them, tell them that she would support him and then bring her case to the nobles. Let them decide if they preferred Marric’s bastard on the throne or the woman that had kept them afloat all these years. No, the worse was still not that. Her mind flew to her father and sadness overtook her chest like wave, knowing that one way or another he would need to pay for what he had done. She had seen the anger in Alistair’s eyes, the hunger for what he called justice. Anora called in vengeance and she had seen what vengeance could do when it held a sword. The Queen feared, she feared for her father’s safety and for her own.
Hands close into fists. Opening once again and a soft, calm and slow breath leaving through her mouth.
Never. She would never allow this to happen, even if they took the crown away from her. There were those loyal to her in this castle still and, for now, she had to arrange for safe passage to the Free Marchers if things turned the way that she thought they would. She would not be killed because of men’s ploys and pride. She would not be locked away while they played with their little toys. Ferelden was her home, her nation and her people loved her. They could try to remove her but she would come back with a fury larger than life itself to reclaim what was hers.
But for now…
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   “You are aware of what will happen if he is put on the throne, yes?… You will not be able to be together.”  the words are careful, blue eyes focusing on the warden’s and lips tightening into a single line. Her heart pumps, beating against her chest and screaming at the other woman to wake up. To not be pushed around by these men that did not care about her feelings and wants. Instead, she remains in silence, letting it slowly extend itself until “It will not matter if you can recognise him even in death, love is nothing but something that others will use against both of you. It doesn’t matter that you recognise him everywhere, by touch alone or by smell. He will not recognise you unless it is in shadows.” perhaps a harsh truth, perhaps she didn’t want to listen to her and perhaps this would be the last nail in the coffin, but now Anora was aware and she knew what she needed to do “Do not let Eamon take you for a fool, Warden, and do not let him use your love against both of your happiness.” a pause, her breath is stuck in her throat “If you take anything from our talks, do not trust him.”
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contrariian-archive · 3 years
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ok im moving ana back to @soutarasyl (which im gonna revamp) and making a blog for hawke because i am... The Worst
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dutydreamed · 3 years
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indie rp blog for INQUISITOR LAV.ELLAN from bioware’s dragon age: inquisition. under construction, est 7/21, loved by puck.
carrd | interest tracker | memes | spotify | pinterest
OTHER BLOGS: @contrariian / @chaoshurtled / @dutyraised / @soutarasyl
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divinesleft · 3 years
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@soutarasyl​ asked: " i love you... "
     the silence hadn’t been UNCOMFORTABLE, in fact, it had been the opposite. leliana has already learned every curve of ana’s body as if it were her own, fingertips already practiced in how to glide along warm skin, how to TEASE and how to deliver everything she promises in hushed whispers. her head is tucked against the warden’s neck, lips pressed against the curve of her neck, waiting to feel the vibration of every soft moan that her fingers can coax from her lover. 
      but then, the silence is broken and leliana lifts herself - pushing herself up on one side while her other hand moves from between ana’s thighs. dragging her fingertips along the length of the warden’s body, she settles for cradling her jaw. 
      “i love you - i am forever yours.” 
    without hesitation, she shifts, leg clumsily thrown over the other until she finds herself straddling ana, leaning down to catch her lips in a kiss that is as passionate as it is messy, all lips and tongue and teeth that just catch the soft skin of ana’s lips as she pulls away and leans upwards again, her hand reaching to return to the other’s thighs, pushing past folds until leliana is able to bury her fingers inside of the other woman again. 
        “i thought of you. every lonely night the past ten years. remembering the way you look beneath me, the way you sound. i counted the days until i could feel you again.”
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chaoshurtled-a · 3 years
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independent MARIAN HAWKE of DRAGON AGE 2. est 9/21. loved by puck.
carrd | memes | spotify
OTHER BLOGS:
@contrariian / @dutydreamed / @dutyraised / @soutarasyl
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apostitudes · 5 years
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i heard you’re secretly a softie
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“Th—What? I am not soft, and ‘tis something you should know very well! You... You didn’t ‘hear’ that, you made that up!”
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worthyfate · 5 years
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❛  what happened to the presumption of innocence?  ❜ // for leliana!
“we cannot afford presumption. not here, not now.” she tries to uphold her faith, to follow the word the maker sets down before her -- but there are things even she cannot forgive, no matter whether mercy is the option she should choose. a darkness turns in her heart, remnants of her thrill of the game, of lives being threads between her fingers. she wishes to leave that behind, but here she cannot. here a decision must be made. fingers tighten on the arrow ready in her fingers. “death would be a blessing.”
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undisonae · 5 years
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𝑇𝑅𝐴𝐼𝑇𝑆 & 𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑅𝐴𝐶𝑇𝐸𝑅𝐼𝑆𝑇𝐼𝐶𝑆
                             repost  &  tag  away !  
                           BOLD all that applies to your muse.                          italicized  -  applicable in some way.
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• EYES:   blue | green | brown | hazel | gray | gray-blue | other • HAIR:   blond | sandy | brown | black | auburn | ginger | grey / white | multi-color | other • BODY TYPE:   skinny | slender | slim | built | curvy | athletic | average | muscular | pudgy | overweight • SKIN:   pale | light | fair | freckled | tan  | olive | medium | dark | discolored • GENDER:   male | female | trans | cis | agender | demigender | genderfluid | other | doesn’t like labels • SEXUALITY:   heterosexual | homosexual | bisexual | pansexual | asexual | demisexual | other | unsure | doesn’t like labels • ROMANTIC ORIENTATION:   homoromantic | heteroromantic | biromantic |  panromantic | aromantic |demiromantic | unsure | doesn’t like labels • SPECIES:   human | undead | shapeshifter | demon | angel | witch | ghost | incubus / succubus | werewolf | vampire | alien | mutant | android | fairy | other (elf) • EDUCATION:   high school | college | university | master’s degree | PhD | other (taught by scholars, if there was a PhD in Magic she would have that)I none • I’VE BEEN: in love | hurt | ill | mentally abused | bullied | physically abused | tortured | brainwashed | shot (by arrows) • POSITIVE TRAITS: affectionate | adventurous | athletic | brave | careful | charming | confident |creative | cunning | determined | forgiving | generous | honest | humorous | intelligent | loyal |modest | patient | selfless | polite | down-to-earth | diligent | romantic | moral | fun-loving |charismatic | calm • NEGATIVE TRAITS: aggressive | bossy | cynical | envious | shy | fearful | greedy | gullible | jealous |impatient | impulsive | reckless | insecure | irresponsible | mistrustful | paranoid | possessive |sarcastic | self-conscious | petty | swears | unstable | clumsy | rebellious | emotional | vengeful | anxious | self-sabotaging | stubborn | avoidant | peevish | angry | pessimistic | slacker | thin skinned | overly dramatic | argumentative | disconnected • LIVING SITUATION:   lives alone | lives with parent(s) / guardian | lives with significant other | lives with a friend | drifter | homeless | lives with children | other (lives in basically a military fort) • PARENTS/GUARDIAN:   mother  | father | adoptive | aunt | uncle | foster | grandmother | grandfather | other | deceased • SIBLINGS:   sister(s) | brother(s) | none | other • RELATIONSHIP:   single (default) | crushing | dating  | engaged | married | separated | verse dependent • I HAVE A(N)   developmental disorder | learning disorder | personality disorder | mental disorder | anxiety disorder | sleep disorder | eating disorder | behavioral disorder | substance-related disorder | PTSD | mental disability | physical disability (verse dependent missing left arm, blind) | other • THINGS I’VE DONE BEFORE:  had alcohol | smoked | stolen | done drugs | self-harmed | starved | had sex | had a threesome | had a one-night stand | gotten into a fist fight | gone to hospital | gone to jail | used a fake ID | played hooky | gone to a rave | killed someone | had someone try to kill them
TAGGED BY: @kaledvoul​ thank u hun!!! TAGGING: @roguehonor​ @soutarasyl​ @smyter​ if y’all wanna!! Also, 100% feel free to take this and tag me @ everyone B>
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