#forallofthedas

[freewillds]

"What a stupid question. I was born knowing you."

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[chcngenation]

have you been doing well since i saw you? -to Bambi from Anders

Anders has scarcely woken up from his joining. And there's Bambi, who has been chatting his ear off as if no time had passed at all. "Well, you ever seen a broodmother? I did, it was terribly sad. And I saw the circle again. It was broken. You weren't there. Ser Cullen was not well at all. And then I almost died, but I did not. There's so much I can tell you , and so much I cannot." She smiles a bit wider but it dims.

"I had a lot of friends for a bit. Jowan is not, not anymore, but the rest are.. they're gone doing their own things now, and I am.. so very lonely. But I am well. I miss everyone I love, and aside from you, I don't know anyone here. I need your help, I think. I am meant to be falling in and out of love, making terrible life choices, not an Arlessa, not a Warden-Commander - I should be dead." Her voice drops to a whisper. "Sorry - you are the one who is... have you been well?"

[connectedinthefade]

@forallofthedas asked:

「 LINGER 」 : for senders touch to linger on the receiver. -from Lucanis for Shivana

It was just a simple mission.

Clear the darkspawn from the catacombs, that's all they had to do. Of course, one of the resident mages had to get hurt. Though she cursed herself, a crow shouldn't be letting herself get hit. She was too well trained for that. There was no excuse. So when it was Lucanis looking her over, it made her a bit more tense. Not only was it another crow, it was a crow from another house. The fact that this could end up with a hit to the De Riva house reputation was just the cherry on the cake.

"You don't have to do this. It's my fault for getting hit, I should be healing myself."

She sighed as he wiped up the blood from her face with a wet cloth. Pausing as his touch hesitated for a moment, while wiping her face. A cut on her cheek, nothing major. Nothing to hesitate over. So why was he...?

The second she seemed to notice though, his hand moves again.

"....I'll be fine, Lucanis."

[lcevblossomedmoved]

@forallofthedas asked: "You like me because I'm a scoundrel." -from Rhys (my Tevelyan!Inquisitor) for your Josephine

Josephine cannot help the laugh that slips out when the Inquisitor speaks. She makes a quick move to cover her mouth though the lingering smile is obvious from the look in her eyes. "A scoundrel?" She finally repeats after removing her hand from in front of her face. This is cause enough for her to set down her clipboard a rare occasion indeed. She walks over to the Inquisitor reaching out to place a gentle hand on his shoulder.

"I have not known you for as long as I would like to." She could only imagine how different things would have been if she had known him longer. It makes her wonder makes her consider some things she may not have before. "However I know you are far from a scoundrel. You are a good man and that is what I like about you."

[rookfang]

from Ashur

ARE YOU LAIKA'S TYPE?

good lord. goin for blaackout, huh?

[nekrotisch-a]

@forallofthedas asked:

nostalgia is a mind's trick. -from Varric

TTPD || Accepting

"But is it truly a bad trick if it brings you a sense of comfort?" She asked as she looked at the little stall in the market of the village they were passing through. In her hands a small cat figurine she had found and paid a few coppers for. Her mind wondering how Flauschi was doing without her for the past few months.

[intothewildsea]

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aww thank you so much!!!

[empirewastes]

"I've never known a day of peace." -for Vinelle from Viago

she grins, nudging his arm lightly. ' and i'll never let you start. '

[kirkw4ll-a]

@forallofthedas liked for a starter! for fenris!

"now don't POUT -- i didn't know that it was going to rain." the mud squelched beneath her boots in a manner most undignified that left hawke making a face, tongue sticking out and nose scrunched up in disgust. "it shouldn't take too long. just some bandits. PLEASE don't back out on me now. first round after this is on me -- no, first TWO rounds are on me!"

[freewillds]

"Am I walking towards something I should be running away from?"

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[chcngenation]

why send anyone after me? i'm hardly a threat out here. -Alistair to Anastasie

"They're sending you away, not someone after you. Your Orleasian is terrible!" She delivers the news without any tact. "You're going to the chantry, I heard them say, when Mama has the baby." She's still eating from the bowl of pudding from the feast, but has not yet offered to share it with the boy sitting with the sleeping mabari. "I heard them, it was Papa, the King, and even Cailan was there."

She reaches into the pocket of her nice dress and pulls out the leg of chicken she'd stolen right off the table. The Mabari all raise their heads from within their cages, but Anastasie had stolen this one for Alistair, not her precious pups. She takes two steps closer and drops it in his lap, taking the moment to pet Princess' little puppy head in her cage.

"I hope you know all your prayers, they'll make you a lay brother, but you can't go very high in the church as a boy. Seems silly to me, I don't think you belong in the church. They don't keep Mabari."

Anastasie stares for a moment, just at Princess the Mabari. "Maybe I'll go to the church to, when Papa has his legitimate boy. I'd make a terrible Sister."

[chcngenation]

It seems so natural for her other hand to cup his cheek. "Am I no one then?" Demelza Hawke asks so softly. "You're Anders. You're my friend, the greatest healer I've ever met. You love cats, and you used to have a cat called Ser Pounce A Lot, a kitten gifted to you by the Hero of Fereldan. The Wardens made you give that cat away because they said it made you too soft. You lived in the circle for years, and you escaped no less than five times because you are so fucking clever. Compassionate, so compassionate that you started a clinic in the poorest, dirtiest part of Kirkwall, where no one can afford to see a healer. I will never forget you. The darkspawn can try and drag you away, I won't let them. The templars can try and drag you away, I won't let them."

Her voice is so earnest, too earnest to keep it from cracking, and her thumb brushes his cheek, catching so many times against his facial hair. "Stay here with me. I'll protect you. I'll make sure you're remembered. The way you should be. The Ander, the fallen Warden, the apostate, they're parts of you, but they're not just you. I see you." Her hand on his cheek shifts, and she uses her index finger to boop his nose. Her breath fans his cheeks just as much as his fans their hands. Her eyes won't pull away.

Hawke‌:

Her blue eyes are focused downwards - truly the only sign of Amell in her - as Demelza takes Anders’ hand in her own, holding it between both of hers atop her knee. She’s not sure how to make this into a sarcastic quip as per usual, not sure how to charm an answer in this instance. 

“I don’t need anything- quite the opposite, I think you need something.” She glances up then, raising one of those dark brows. “And no, I don’t mean Isabela’s panties - she keeps trying to offer them to me and I never know if she’s serious. She said you said you weren’t going to keep treating her, so I probably don’t want them anyway… but I remember when we were in the Warden fortress and you said… no Justice said it, said you weren’t going to stick around much longer.” 

Demelza could charm the nobility of Kirkwall, but here with any of her friends, but especially Anders, her tongue seemed to keep getting caught in her throat. 

“Are you leaving because the Wardens are catching up to you? Too many templars? Did I offend you? I can’t help what Fenris says if it’s something he said or-” She has to bite her lip, wanting to bring back the sarcasm she learnt from her father, the sarcasm she uses in biting remarks to keep from crying, or uses to parry insults with Carver to see who can get the best ones. 

“Please don’t leave, you’re… one of my most treasured friends, and I’m very fond of you, and I think I need you here. Merrill and I are both incompetent healers, but if you really want to leave Kirkwall I won’t stop you, I’ll wave you off and everything with my..” She stopped herself from saying love, no she couldn’t say that and put him in any sort of position. “Friendship.”  

Amber eyes looked down at her hand holding his, and it was like his heart had caught in his throat. Grief and a sense of loss coursed through him, even knowing that this was not something that he could run from. No, the world demanded Justice.

I think you need something. So Isabela had spoken with her, had told her about his words. Then she continued and it was like his blood had turned to ice, eyes widening. Justice… Justice had known what they were going to do from the moment that they had felt the horrifying taste of what was in store for them.

She thought that he was going to leave Kirkwall, he almost wanted to laugh, to tell her that the bloody city would be his grave. He knew that she would try to stop him, though, and he would not allow her to soak her hands in blood that would damn her just as surely as he himself was damned. No, he would not have her directly participate in what would only be classified as the start of a war.

He could argue all day that the war started when the Templars decided to corral all the mages and keep them away from the world. That the Chantry had bound the mages of the world in chains of blood, and that they had oppressed the few to make the many feel ‘safe’. Hawke had probably grown tired of hearing of his manifesto, however, and he would not take up what little time he had left with her going on about what she already was well aware he felt.

“I’m not leaving Kirkwall, I’m…” He bites hit lip as he searches for the word. “After learning about the Calling was like…” A lump formed in his throat and he could not continue the thought. His next words were soft, spoke against her fingers, for he had raised their hands to his lips. “No one’s going to remember me… the real me… I’m only going to be the Ander… or the  fallen Warden or the apostate… Not, me.”

[lcevblossomedmoved]

@forallofthedas asked: "Trouble never looked so goddamn fine." -from my Dorian to your Inquisitor

It had been a long day. The farther into this they got the more taxing days were. Still this was taking the cake for him he had fought a dragon too many cursed something or others to count. His bones ached and he needed a bath desperately. Still the duties of the Inquisitor never seemed to end. On the way in three new people had tasks for him then he had to go to the war table to strategize. Once that was done he had to walk around and make sure no one needed anything Vivienne, Solas, Sera, and the lot.

He always saved Dorian for last because seeing Dorian lifted his spirits like no other. He walked in a bit muddy very tired but oh that compliment seemed to melt it all away. He has a dreamy sort of smile on his face as he leans against the nearby wall. When he does that he realizes the ache in his shoulder. It's fine he'll manage that later. "I think we may need to have your eyes checked. I fought a dragon today I think I singed off an eyebrow." He hadn't he had checked before coming in here. "You look pretty good yourself- have you done something new with your hair? No... I think you are just glowing your skin I mean. Either way you look incredible."

[rookfang]

Name: Ashur Vesperian Age: 32 Do you like to cuddle?: Yes Can we make-out?: If you would like, I am not opposed A night in or dinner out?: Dinner out Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: Chocolate covered strawberries What makes you a good Valentine?: I know of some of the best views in Minrathous, and can offer the attention of two cats that love to cuddle. Would you cook for me?: I am not much of a cook, but if you are willing to risk eating it yes. Would you let me cook for you?: yes

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“ So — what is it with us Minrathous bitches, hm? Absolutely none of us can cook.  You, me, Neve — I bet Tarquin can't cook anything but military rations and reheated naan. ”  Laika's mostly joking, as she circles Ashur, eying up and down.  “ Aside from our shared culinary failures, the rest of that sounds lovely.  A lovely view of the city, a lovely view of a man—  Honestly, I only have one question:  ” 

Her tone drops, the burning, scandalous question: “ Does the mask stay on at the end of the night ? ”

[nekrotisch-a]

@forallofthedas asked:

"Let me distract you." -from Kieran (his default verse is as a companion in veilguard)

Flirty Prompts || Accepting

Cassandra placed her book down after sliding the bookmark into it as she crossed her arms in front of her chest with a curious lift of her eyebrow. Looking at the younger boy before her. "I'm curious now, what did you have planned?"

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