#makercursed

[mleficar]

THERE ARE NO BARGAINS BETWEEN LIONS AND MEN. I WILL KILL YOU AND ET YOU RAW

indie, selective & canon divergant Hawke of Dragon Age 2. previously makercursed. written by Woody

[seabrazen]

@makercursed

“oh hawke,” it’s spoken with wistful sigh, chin supported by entertained hands and eyes alive with amusement, “there is nothing i delight in more than watching you thrown drunken men across the bar. i think we should turn it into a sport; drunkard chucking has a nice ring to it, don’t you think?”

[idolbound]

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2. how is their social media presence?

     Meredith has a minimal social media presence. She’s of the age that saw social media start out with Facebook and then everything that’s come about since. Primarily, she would have a professional Facebook account but would rarely go on it or post anything. Really, it’s to maintain connections in the early part of the 2000′s, but mostly, she uses it in the same way as she would LinkedIn (which she also has). She has a single profile picture and has yet to update a cover photo to it, though she does use it to ‘creep’ on people when she needs to look someone up. 

      That said, she does know how to use mobile apps on her cell phone, and as such, has also figured out the appropriate use of Tinder for sexual encounters. Other than that, however, Meredith has little to no interest in other social media accounts. No Twitter. No Instagram. Just LinkedIn and Facebook. 

4. what do they do for a living, and where do they aspire to go with it? 

     Meredith originally served in the military for a single tour, and when she returned, joined local law enforcement that followed in her adoptive father’s footsteps. When the opportunity came along to apply to an empty position in Kirkwall’s prison, otherwise known as the Gallows, she was accepted and became the newest, and now, longest standing Prison Warden (or Governor). She aspires to reform the prison to eliminate drug trade and violence, and making sure that criminals are treated appropriately.. as criminals. 

6.  how technologically savvy are they? 

     As mentioned, Meredith knows the general basics of how to use a computer and to browse the Internet, as well as using her smartphone. She’s not super tech efficient, though -- she knows to have antivirus but wouldn’t know what to do if something did get into her computer. She does her best to keep her phone updated and knows how to hard restart it if necessary.

     She does know to avoid suspicious links and such in her emails and genuinely knows how to use the entirety of the Office Suite for work purposes, but when it comes to the technicalities of the prison technology (e.g. camera, logs etc) she’s not 100% on it and often relies on tech support.

8. describe their closet. 

     Meredith has several wardrobes in her bedroom and is keen on remodeling one part of her bedroom to become a walk in closet at some point. As for the clothes, she has a lot of neutral-dark clothes for work (black, brown, greys, white dress shirts). But as for her personal outfits when she’s off duty, she tends to go for deep colours, like red, burgundy, navy, hunter green, etc. 

     Aside from her business attire, she tends to wear clothes that are still mostly ‘dressy’ though she does have some lazy bumming around the house clothes to wear when cleaning and sleeping in. 

    As for shoes, she has a LOT of shoes - mostly boots and dress shoes for work, but it’s a growing collection so she can pair them with her various outfits for work and going out. 

   She prefers longer pea coats for colder weather, but refuses to wear a hat or scarf most days, and will rely solely on a hood to keep her hair in place upon arrival. 

10.  what are things they are more or less open about now compared to their original world? 

     I’d argue she has to be more ‘open’ and transparent about the goings on the prison than she does in the Circle in game; there are people she has to report to, though she does have a lot of power and control in her prison as the Warden. 

     Additionally, if any one searches her name on the Internet, the top result is an in-depth story about the serial killer who murdered her family and it describes what happened to her as the only survivor who was then adopted by the officer on the case, Det. Wentworth Kell. So her ‘tragic backstory’ doesn’t take two and a half ‘acts’ to unlock in her modern verse.

[aleximedicusa]

makercursed replied to your post: just some little funny / ridiculous facts from the...

icb ur not mentioning that burke’s skull is just vibing in the uni now

oh yeah burke’s whole skeleton is just vibing in the university’s anatomy museum now. i’ve gone to hang out with him a few times. surprisingly small guy. 

[idolbound-a]

makercursed replied to your post “meredith would absolutely have a height complex w a partner who’s like...”

hawke is 6'4

meredith vc: fuck you and your five inches.

[couldntbcloved]

@makercursed || x

✗ ; ——— “Flipendo!”

     With a flick of a wand, Nakoma was knocked down onto the hard, wet ground of the clocktower courtyard. She landed on the ground with a thud, causing her to drop the stack of books & parchment she’d had in her arms. Her instigator- a slytherin girl, sneered down at her and cackled. 

     Nakoma said nothing. Her expression looked more inconvenienced than anything else, though she did manage to get a nasty scrape on her hand in addition to a rather muddy robe. 

[mleficar]

Foul and corrupt are they Who have taken His gift And turned it against His children. They shall be named Maleficar, accursed ones. They shall find no rest in this world or beyond.

Indie, selective, & canon divergent Hawke of Dragon Age Two, written by Woody. Previously known as makercursed, revamped June 2024.

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[thaegeiro]

makercursed replied to your post: i have a fun question for the dash. how does it...

Lust

thanks! i hate it!

[seahaloed]

Platonic Kisses Are Fucking Important!!! || @makercursed

Pipe smoke and the smell of fresh ink curl against his nose, and he adjusts his glasses on the bridge of his nose. Mary's pacing is an easy tempo against his temples, and keeps the migraine at bay.

(they've come more often lately. he blames the stress.)

The pacing stops and instead Hawke's footsteps are approaching. Varric lifts tired eyes, and finds her all laugh lines and crows feet as she presses a kiss to hid temple. She's missed a meeting, and is telling him not to work too long.

"Don't get stabbed walking to darktown--" he warns with a chuckle, taking the soft swat to the back of his head.

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"Very pleased to meet you, I am Percival Fredrickstein von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III, but you can call me Percy.” As per usual, he rattles off his long name as though it is normal, his accent ( only semi-intentionally ) playing up his obviously well-curated pedigree. “I represent a group of adventurers known as Vox Machina – perhaps you have heard of us, perhaps not; we’ve done a few deeds in our time, but this lovely area is not one we’ve traversed much yet. That is sort of the reason why we’ve sought you out. Not you, specifically, of course, but some of your ... colleagues suggested we might be interested in hiring you.”

[lastbled-a]

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“At least let me bandage it.”  Faye doesn’t ask if the wound is self - inflicted or not; she’s the last person to critique her sister, and she knows that well.  But that doesn’t mean she doesn’t CARE.  “You know damn well I’m not going to take no for an answer.”

[daelgar]

for @makercursed based on this.

    Kali could remember the first time she walked into her shop. Her little florist and natural remedies store, all greenery and floral scents. The bell at the door rang and Kali had felt her heart stop, fear in her doe green gaze for a moment. All she saw was dark leather and the tattoo’s, but then a simple request was made.          “Do you have any hollyhock?”     Flower wrapped up she left, and Kali could not help but notice the way her heart thrummed. This pattern continued for months, single flowers bought, each different. Kali was far too nervous to even think of striking up a conversation despite her ever growing curiosity.     She had gotten distracted one night cleaning up, pruning the plants, making sure all of them were well. It was well past dark by the time she pulled the door closed and locked it, jacket pulled tightly around her.

[beefcakequnari]

@ the boys 

@ Hawke tho

[avvaranchored-archive]

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               ---Suvi rarely seeks the company of others out. Not here in Skyhold, nor in Haven. She must admit, however, that this Hawke is interesting; she has heard the name since arriving in Haven, and fragments of stories, but never the whole picture. Hers is not a story told by Stone-Bear Hold’s inhabitants, outside of the ways in which she’s changed the world. 

She knows Varric had written a book about her, but her inability to read has long prevented her from enjoying any of his work and learning more about the woman-turned-symbol in front of her. What she knows is more valuable than stories, she thinks. 

                  “You would have done well at Stone-Bear Hold,” she says, leaning against the stone of the battlements and avoiding any eye contact. Instead, she looks at the people in the courtyard below, and all the names and faces she does not know.

[stormlit]

( @makercursed / niska sc. )

        ❝ i don’t trust you. ❞ she’s not mia, wanting to believe the best in humans---niska has seen too much for that, been through too much. humans will never trust them, not even when they are wearing themselves thin trying to prove themselves capable of living, and there’s no reason why she shouldn’t extend the same right back to them.  ❝ why should i? ❞

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@makercursed (( ♡ ))

Caleb has heard many different definitions for ‘ the boundaries of magic ‘, but there seem to be two answers that appear more often than the rest. The first is the one the Circle drills into the skulls of young mages: what we teach you is right, the rest is wrong. Blood magic, in particular, is something they call ‘ beyond the boundaries ‘, because although it is possible, it is disdainful. No, worse, it is dirty and immoral. 

The other definition is the one that seems the least satisfactory, despite its many possibilities: there is no natural boundary to what magic can do or produce. It is less satisfactory because it doesn’t contain any guidelines, it doesn’t explain how to get to those more abstract terms or ideas, nor does it even provide any proof that what Caleb seeks is indeed possible.

He has gone in search of her in the hopes that she can provide him with some answer. The Champion. Silly of him to think that she will spare him a moment of her time, of course, but he has decided to try nonetheless. Trying is hard enough, in fact; it is not particularly easy finding an enemy of the state who has made a living out of hiding. But Caleb is perhaps the most qualified for this task, seeing has how he has spent the last five years of his life in the shadows.

Through whispers, careful uses of magic, and other fragments of reality, he finally locates someone he thinks is whom he seeks. The abode is more like a shack, nestled in shadows like a dragon lying in wait. His palms are sweaty when he raises a shaking fist to hit the wood in three, solid knocks.