#thedasneedsheroes

[tryvyalsynnes]

@thedasneedsheroes

He looked different now; he stood straighter and seemed wealthier. His hair was still all different lengths but longer and wrapped with a strand of leather. His sword-breaker pauldrons were gone, left behind in Starkhaven; Sebastian had replaced them with better laminar pieces that resembled his gauntlets. He gleamed; the Prince had all the metal parts of his armor resurfaced and enameled black with gold filigree. He bore Starkhaven’s crest on his dark fur-lined cloak and on a placard on his belt.

He had suppression cuffs Sebastian had ordered from Val Royeaux. They were in a separate pouch sewn into his pack; he did not like to touch them. They did the same thing to him they were going to do to Anders; handling them made his tattoos go grey and unresponsive.

Fenris had pursued the mage for three months. Anders was shrewd, and Fenris had nearly lost him when Anders had crossed the Waking Sea, but their game was ending; Fenris was inexorably closing in.

Anders was an impoverished mage, welcome nowhere and fleeing on foot, but Sebastian had made Fenris’ path wide and smooth, given him a small fortune in provisions and his countenance; Fenris had letters of introduction and credit and the power to speak on the Prince’s behalf. He was easily able to get anything he needed; food, lodging, even horses. He guessed he’d gained on the mage steadily, narrowing the distance between them by two days worth of travel in every three, had probably already passed him more than once; he was cutting off the mage’s avenues of escape and beginning to herd and hem him in.

As far as he could tell, Anders had abandoned the North Road and taken to the bush. There was no where else to go. This part of Ferelden was mostly coastal farmland; Fenris had already ruined the two closest villages and every caravan traveling on the road by spreading the word he was searching for a dangerous apostate. That left south and the Ferelden wild. Fenris scanned the foothills and looked up to the mountains beyond, his eyes narrowing.

He’d missed the mage by at least a day, but he was fit, rested and well fed. Anders, he was guessing, was not in near as decent shape. Furthermore, Fenris was going to be able to hunt the mage both night and day, thanks to his elven eyesight.

He started to run, breaking into a long loping stride he could keep up for hours, and disappeared into the forest.

#shattered warrior #thedasneedsheroes

[pelle-lavellan-a]

♡ — my muse and yours (w/ Fairbanks, of course)

Banter Meme ll Accepting

Pelle: Don’t you just hate mysterious puddles?

Fairbanks: I beg your pardon?

Pelle: Mysterious puddles in caves, the woods, anywhere!

Fairbanks: I’m not sure I’m following you

Pelle: Did I step in water? Blood? Moss? Don’t know but it’s in between my toes now

Fairbanks: You could just wear shoes.

Pelle: Don’t be ridiculous. 

#Banter Meme #Pelle x Fairbanks Banter #thedasneedsheroes #It's An Old Elvhen Trick You Wouldn't Understand ll ASKS

[felandaristhorns]

(less than symbol) + elfroot

SEND

“Ah, elfroot. Such a versatile, useful herb - the most common ingredient in most healing potions and poultices. Though I did once encounter someone who had the most startling allergic reaction to it; the poor man broke out in hives and nearly suffocated as his throat swelled. Allergic to the most common of healing ingredients! Treating him must be an absolute nightmare; I’m glad he was merely passing through our clan at the time... though I do wonder what became of him. Or, indeed, if he still survives. That the plant is as common as a weed makes one hope he remains well away from the wilderness.”

#responses; #v: dalish #//that time elfroot almost killed a man #thedasneedsheroes

[iinxsearchofxisolde-archive]

👫Do they display affection in public? What about in private?

{Minor acts of affection (hugging, kissing, holding hands etc) he will absolutely do in public. More sexual or aggressive acts not as much. Tristan finds the act of being groped in public especially disrespectful and would react negatively if his partner tried to do it.

When in private it’s a slightly different story. Tristan doesn’t mind his partner being playful with him behind closed doors as he’s more comfortable in those situations. He also is much more physical than he would be out in public settings. 

#thedasneedsheroes #♔ Lapse in judgment (ooc) #⚜ ╟ Rightful oath (H.C's) ╣

[notyetfixed-a]

thedasneedsheroes replied to your post:      like this for a starter from one of my girls...

Meredith and Eros for some double Warden fun?

double trouble lmao <3

#thedasneedsheroes

[ofxelvhen]

🔥 - for Evelynn

Sinday Headcanons

Eve is actually very pro casual sex. She’s indulged in it before and would again simply because, she feels, it’s sometimes just nicer to have a partner instead of doing it yourself. She’s open about this sexual history with any partner she has before the first time they have sex (if they do.) She’s poly and definitely open to open relationships but she’s also very good at telling when a romantic partner would not be able to handle it. She can be monogamous and will commit to only them when in the relationship if necessary. And while she is capable of abstaining from sex indefinitely for her partner she also actually really likes sex. Especially with those she loves. She always thinks it’s Better when with someone she loves though it’s almost always Good.

#asks #thedasneedsheroes #nsfw; #headcanon; Eve

[charmerofkirkwall-blog]

♣ One thing they’ve never told

Headcanons: Sex Life Edition masterpost{open}

I don’t know if this counts, but the first night he had with Fenris and what really happened. He knows Fenris doesn’t want to talk about it, needs space, and Hawke respects that, no matter how much it had hurt to see him walk away. Though Isabela no doubt pries for questions, the most of an answer Hawke will give is, “It didn’t work out.”

#thedasneedsheroes #nsfwish things

[guiltsworn-a]

ღ – A hug in greeting from Renaud

hug time !

            another job was done, this one with more ease than usual ( as it was more of an observing mission than anything, ) & vic had returned to skyhold in one piece, thankfully. he made his way up & into skyhold to give his report to the spymaster, though there wasn’t much to report, in the first place. on his way in, he spotted the inquisitor, & figured checking in with him first wouldn’t hurt. 

           upon approaching, he was pulled into a small hug as he greeted renaud. a bit of a surprise, as it wasn’t entirely what he expected ; but he had no problem with it. if this was how renaud was going to greet him, there would be no complaint. hugs are hugs, & he’ll take them where he can get them. ❝⏤hey, hello.❞ he gave the man a pat on the shoulder as the hug broke, before stuffing his hands in his coat pockets & bouncing in place a little. ❝good to see skyhold’s still in one piece. ❞

#thedasneedsheroes #° v: and we thought the blight was bad… ( inquisition ) #° c: renaud ( inquisitor )

[lcgacyofages-a]

“Get behind me NOW.” (Aurora and... Renaud!)

protective sentence starters | ACCEPTING

Aurora was surprised at the order, her staff in hand and magic lighting at her fingertips. She had learned a bit in the past year, but not quite enough to manage entirely on her own during a fight. She was much more of a healer, after all.

“Look out!” She said, seeing a spell aimed. In a quick reaction, she put up a barrier so at least ranged attacks would not make it through. “I’m very open for suggestions, if you have any.”

#Asks: Aurora #Character: Aurora Amell #Aurora & Renaud #{ it might be because it's 12:30 am } #{ but my brain was like 'fight scene' } #thedasneedsheroes

[emilesmuses]

Here a shout-out to all my fellow multi-muse blogs! I know that it might sometimes hard to find people to RP with you, that some people will write your blog off as ‘too confusing to navigate’ or complain that you have ‘too many muses’, but here a small reminder that you are all still valid RPers and there’s many people out here who love you! <3

@formidablekind​​,  @hauntngs​​,  @hellfiredawn​​,  @cyneraph​​,  @thedasneedsheroes​​,  @cxnvenit​​,  @reprcbates​​,  @fuckingvictus​​,  @blasphemousherald​​,  @horrorempathy​​,  @scarsthatshapeus​​,  @aniente​​,  @thehopefulones​​, 

and feel free to reblog this, tagging your own faves! Spread the love.

#there needs to be more positivity for multi muse blogs #{{ RP things }} #formidablekind #hauntngs #hellfiredawn #cyneraph #thedasneedsheroes #cxnvenit #reprcbates #fuckingvictus #blasphemousherald #horrorempathy #scarsthatshapeus #aniente #thehopefulones

[tryvyalsynnes]

@thedasneedsheroes

from here

Eros hesitated in the cage, looking at the open window he was pointed towards. He didn’t know if he could fly away. For all his antics in the cage, he’d done little. His chest and arms (or rather, wings) were tight. He hadn’t eaten or drank anything in more than a day. Would he get far at all?

And so, instead of flying from the cage door, as one might expect of a little wild bird finally being released, the animal walked out onto the table. With luck, he’d time this right so he wouldn’t fall.

Luck however, was not on his side. The bird walked off the table – and suddenly became a man, who fell, naked as the day he was born, straight down onto his ass on the wooden floor.

“Ow…” A quiet voice, hoarse from disuse. And it wasn’t a man, technically, it became immediately clear. It was an elf. An elf close to Fenris’ own height, with messy blonde hair halfway down his back, and pale skin, littered here and there with small scars… and a blue and white tattoo of a griffon covering the entirety of the ball joint of his shoulder.

Not just an elf however, it was clear. Magic tingled across Fenris’ brands, though no spell came. An elf mage – if the bird form hadn’t been a clue already, of course.

An elf mage who remained where he was for the moment, sitting on his bare ass on the floor beside the table, knees bending so that he could press his feet to the floor, and rest his arms on his knees.

“My thanks, friend. I’m… not entirely sure how much longer I would have lasted in there.”

Fenris was tired. He wanted nothing more than to close the shutters, build up the fire, crawl into bed and sleep until the pain of his wounds woke him and he wished the bird would get on with it and leave. He was about to tap the cage to make the bird go when it walked out.

Fenris liked this bird and was a little sorry to see it go, although he was glad it was going live and fly free again. It seemed intelligent, almost as if it would talk if it could. Fenris did not have much experience with birds, but he was beginning to understand why some people liked them as pets.

“Heh.” He laughed; it always struck him as strange, even absurd, that birds sometimes walked when they could fly. They always looked ungainly and they marched; their feet stuck out straight in front of them. This one walked purposefully to the edge of the table and then fell off, which was even funnier.

And then he recoiled at the flash of magical energy and his brands flared reflexively, responding to his fear and cracking to life. The bird was a mage. He had unwittingly let a shapechanger close to him and he had no armor, he was nearly naked and—

But nothing happened; the man was talking, and his voice sounded weak. Fenris was not being hurt by anything other than the feel of mana being discharged. He peeked behind the table and saw a strange naked elf with long golden hair who looked at him seriously and without fear. Fenris thought he saw what looked like a griffon tattoo like Anders’ on his chest.

The mage’s stories came back to him. The Hero of Ferelden had been a blonde elven mage and a shape changer… If the stories Anders told were true, Fenris had no reason to be afraid. He was in the presence of one of the strongest mages in Thedas by his definition of strong, not the world’s, although the world’s mattered too...

“You are… the Warden Commander.” His tattoos flickered out.

Fenris held out a hand to help the elf up, averting his eyes from what was, no doubt, an embarrassing state to be in when meeting a stranger and blushing because he remembered the bird had looked at him when he had stripped so he could bandage himself. He reached for the blanket on his bed and held it out so the mage had something to cover himself with. “You are welcome... my apologies. If I had known who you were, I would have been quicker about letting you out.”

#erossurana #shattered warrior #thedasneedsheroes

[pelle-lavellan-a]

❛ Bunch of crazies want to eat us for breakfast, by the looks of it. ❜ (From... Ilensul. Let the little elves be cute together)

The young elf’s chuckling mimicked that of a cat’s hiss. “Think they’ll boil or bones for a stew?” He asked though he was hardly serious. 

Whether his levity was welcome to Illensul or not was yet to be told. Humans would always be a threat to the safety of elven kind, that did not mean Pelle was afraid of them. He was wary of man the same way he might be wary of a bear. 

These humans had most likely only attacked them out of fear. It was early, the storm darkening the skies. If he had a guess these were nobleman unaccustomed to the wild who probably heard wild tales of elven savages who would slit your throat in your sleep and make jewelry of your teeth.

They were probably just as afraid of the eyes glowing in the thickets, as any elf was afraid of their crossbows. 

“You must understand that we are the ones who have the advantage lethallin. These woods are dark and this storm is hardly forgiving. We can see things they can’t. That means we have the option to evade them if we can–or risk taking them down before they even know what hit them.”

The humans may have had fancy weapons and armor crafted from whatever pompous twat held the title of being the best in Orlais, but they knew the woods–or at least Pelle did. 

it was chance that brought the two boys together, or to be more honest…the desire to survive. 

#thedasneedsheroes #verse: undetermined #c:Illensul

[aglaecan]

WRITE ON CUE

what is it: a writing challenge encouraging us to expand our vocabulary and not always rely on the same words and phrases we always use. (however effective the old faithfuls may be!)

how does it work: as often as I can reasonably maintain (life uh, finds a way to get in the way) i’ll post a new ‘challenge’ with three words and their definitions. your mission, if you choose to accept it, is to use those words in your threads or memes during that challenge period. use one, use two, use all of them. change the tense for verbs, the number for nouns... whatever you need to do to make it fit. if you can’t or don’t want to, skip that week; there are no obligations other than your own to yourself! and if you do participate, tag your challenge-related post(s) with the hashtag #writeoncuechallenge so others can follow along and see how you used the words this time through! that’s it!

 the words:

harangue, noun:  1) a scolding or a long or intense verbal attack; diatribe. 2) a long, passionate, and vehement speech, especially one delivered before a public gathering. 3) any long, pompous speech or writing of a tediously hortatory or didactic nature; sermonizing lecture or discourse.

nadir, noun: 1) the lowest or most unsuccessful point in a situation. 2) (astronomy) the point on the celestial sphere directly below an observer, the opposite of zenith

effulgent, adjective: 1) shining brightly; radiant. 2) (of a person or their expression) emanating joy or goodness.

(aaaand just tagging everyone who’d liked or otherwise expressed interest in the idea when i floated it earlier this week..... if you’re not on this little list but you’d like to participate, please do! this isn’t a closed challenge!!  @mercysought @praeludio @starszakrew @thedasneedsheroes @inquistior @hvadeina @cllgood @foppishdandy @atariince @mutinouscaptain )

#writeoncuechallenge #writeoncuechallengeone #I am big enough to admit that I am often inspired by myself (ooc) #since there was interest......... #yes the challenge name is a pun shut up

[felandaristhorns]

Drafts

Here’s what I have in my drafts. If you’re not here and you’re expecting something from me, chances are either I missed your reply, or I have replied and you missed mine, because Tumblr’s notification system is terrible. In alphabetical order by url:

@aniente: This and This, both on hold

@desarteres: This

@dirthara-an: This, This, This, and This, though the last one’s just a quick wrap-up.

@dryadalismagicae: This and This

@fata-tenetur: This

@ofxelvhen: This, and a response to this because I still want to write one.

@quiprava: This

@renaudtrevelyan / @thedasneedsheroes: This

@solunism: This

@through-other-eyes: This

@worthyfate: This

If you’re here and you want to drop something, let me know. If you’re not here and think you ought to be, let me know. If you’re not here but you want to be, let me know.

#blog maintenance;

[notyetfixed-a]

do not go far from me. if we are out of earshot, you are too far from me. (Dorian & Iomhar)

Dorian listened to the Avvar’s words and gave a soft smile, one he tried to keep hidden from gaze, but it was no use. The pearly whites of his teeth showed just past his lips and he gave a soft rub of his temple. “I will stay within earshot, Iomhar. Don’t worry about me. I can protect myself.” He spoke softly and patted the other’s shoulder softly. It would be a difficult task that they were faced up against. The Breach in the sky was sealed and they had just found their way to Skyhold. There was much to be done…but now it was to find allies. 

Finding allies meant fighting enemies. And right now, they were in a vast forest that was teaming with Venatori and Red Templars alike. If one wasn’t careful, they could get lost in the vast expanse of the shrubbery. They had even come face to face with a Giant at one point in time and that was not an easy fight. But he was definitely thankful that Iomhar was looking out for him, though. “You keep yourself within earshot as well…we don’t need to lose the only good warrior of our group.” He grinned.

#v; dai | sv; Iomhar #Necromancy and Pride | Dorian Pavus #Dorian speaks #queue of a kind #thedasneedsheroes

[winterfollows]

Tag 20 followers you’d like to know better!

nickname : Felspar/Fel

gender : genderfluid, they/them | he/him

astrological sign : Taurus

height : 5′1″

sexuality : panromantic, demisexual

hogwarts house : Slytherin~

favorite animals : foxes, corvids, vultures, opossums, wolves

average hours of sleep : 6-8

dogs or cats : cats, but only by the thinnest margin

number of blankets : 3-4 (with the fan running)

where i am from : Born in Belfast, live in Charlotte NC

dream trip : anything that involves my closest friends, good food, beautiful scenery, and a chance to learn something.

when i created this account : August 2015

why i created this account : I’d been playing this character in multiple verses on various platforms on/offline for almost 15 years and thought it was time he had his own blog. Originally I ported him here for the Dragon Age rpc, but he’s since sprawled across several verses as he has a habit of doing.

followers : 327, which continues to baffle me. who are you lovely people and why are you here;;;

TAGGED BY: @feralandfair <3

TAGGING: @hillrot / @fatesought, @akindlymonster, @polyphoniie, @caexura, @circusglass, @gloryworn, @behindacrowsmask, @thedasneedsheroes

#(ooc) #(memes) #(tag memes) #(about the mun) #(thanks for tagging me dahling! :'3)