#ashann

[kartaylirsden]

Header by my co-author, @methysis-art​

Chapters: 1/25 Fandom: Star Wars Legends: The Old Republic (Video Game) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Female Imperial Agent | Cipher Nine/Male Sith Warrior (SWTOR) Characters: Female Imperial Agent | Cipher Nine, Male Sith Warrior | Empire's Wrath (Star Wars), Light Side Sith Warrior (SWTOR) Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Star Wars: The Old Republic - Knights of the Fallen Empire, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Background Female Imperial Agent/Theron Shan - Freeform Series: Part 1 of Black Codex: Alliance Personnel Only Summary:

Frozen amid his and Valkorion's dreams, the Empire's Wrath does not see the galaxy burn.

His allies live it.

[444names]

Names generated from American, French and German forenames, including the letter sequence "Sh"

Aleasharne Aleorshard Alleonasha Arshane Arshanice Arshaël Arshence Ashale Ashanne Asharidars Ashel Asheliant Ashellie Ashencencie Asher Aularshune Aurshana Aurshelsona...

Basha Bashanck Bashanesam Bashanna Bashelyn Bashert Carshany Carshileine Casha Cashard Cashazellyd Cashe Casheid Cashele Casheliendy Cashelle Clarsheine Clasher Clashian Colbashel Corolashel Coroshara Corshenry Darshanemmy Deasha Debashany Diashermay Dorshew Eashe Emarshein Emarsheord Emarshes Erbasher Ershanny Eugloshari Garosha Garsheinèse Garshell Gislarshle Glarshan Glorsha Hadebashere Hardomarsha Hurshe Jashann Jashawn Jasherrin Jashinath Jashiria Jashurt Jearshune Jeashan Jershle Joharshandy Josha Joshar Josheanne Josheliance Josher Josherry Joshught Karshardold Kashald Katashein Kliashugo Kriasherres Lanloshard Lashaliert Lasher Lorsha Lorshary Loshank Lucashedie Léroshew Marbashan Marshal Marshald Marshan Marshanna Marshannice Marsharigis Marshel Marshelied Marsher Marsherce Marshunin Masheari Masheris Matashango Morshenette Nasharlan Oleasheine Oshanna Oshany Oshle Pasha Pashane Pasharia Pashaël Pasheorel Pasher Rarshara Roshan Roshande Roshanne Roshany Roshein Roshele Roshelie Roshen Rosher Roshuby Sarshael Shadie Shadlexiste Shadolf Shael Shaelan Shaele Shaelfgaël Shaellin Shaelorta Shaeth Shaethew Shalbery Shalde Shale Shalie Shalphiance Shalvine Shana Shanady Shanan Shance Shancel Shancha Shanclie Shand Shanda Shandara Shandel Shandiellia Shando Shandran Shandy Shandys Shangen Shani Shania Shanictona Shanik Shanitabert Shanièlew Shanlorge Shann Shanna Shannaldel Shannatte Shanne Shannerie Shannestodo Shannine Shannorise Shanny Shannya Shant Shantine Shanto Shantob Shantom Shanue Shanuelly Shanuena Shançoise Shara Sharal Sharame Sharana Sharbashell Sharc Sharce Sharcindy Shard Shardandy Shardoldel Shardouid Sharen Sharet Sharia Sharich Sharici Sharicia Sharid Sharieris Sharierobyn Sharietto Sharin Sharinet Sharis Sharisa Sharitne Sharius Sharl Sharlainat Sharlee Sharlian Sharma Sharmar Sharmaulie Sharmie Sharnessie Sharnoreah Sharob Sharoby Sharoydie Sharrany Sharre Sharreen Sharreggy Sharriser Sharristy Sharry Shars Sharsheine Sharsulisy Shart Sharta Sharth Shartris Sharvie Shary Sharyandy Sharyssie Shath Shatri Shatrudoue Shatrutz Shattald Shawrenth Shazelen Shazelina Shaël Shaëll Shaëllaume Shaëlle Shaëlley Shaëllisti Shaëllydia Shean Sheana Shearry Sheathan Shechand Shecia Sheckie Sheckim Sheid Sheidias Sheido Sheig Sheigh Sheigindi Sheil Sheilaud Sheilhein Sheill Shein Sheina Sheind Sheindylary Sheine Sheinelle Sheiney Sheiniel Sheinistine Sheita Shelandre Shelasmunde Shele Sheleangery Sheleanne Sheleodona Sheleterma Shelherich Sheliamina Shelie Shelieve Shelil Sheliste Shelizacil Shell Shella Shellerry Shellettine Shellie Shellyn Shelm Shelma Shelmunth Shelphily Shelsa Shelse Shelsid Shelsie Shelsiert Shelson Shelvia Shelvirg Shely Shelyn Shelyne Shelynn Shencilvier Shend Shene Shenie Shenny Shenrine Shenris Shenthora Sheony Sheor Sheored Sheorg Sheorgane Sherace Sherannas Sherette Sherha Shericase Shericille Sherickim Sherie Sherilaud Sherique Sherl Sherlerna Sherma Shermal Shermanie Shermarlent Sherne Shernette Shernoniced Sherona Sherre Sherretsy Sherryanne Sherst Shert Sherth Shertomine Shery Shessilip Shestobel Shian Shians Shila Shilis Shill Shilla Shillen Shillinthe Shimi Shina Shince Shiney Shinnee Shirkona Shison Shleachrith Shleene Shlen Shlencey Shleoreil Shleoren Shleorgie Shlermannie Shlert Shlette Shlevirmath Shlexis Shlexiste Shley Shlonie Shlore Shlorenadle Shlorenie Shlorey Shlorga Shloseve Shuan Shuannicary Shubelisty Shuber Shuby Shubyn Shubyne Shugerna Shughia Shught Shuglas Shuglaude Shugloisty Shugua Shuguidie Shuguis Shuguist Shuguy Shunta Shunthel Shura Shurie Shurona Shurs Shurt Shurégin Sébashamar Tashandane Tashie Urshar Ursher Vicharshen Werosha Wolashel Wolgeroshar

[supereffectivemoonblast]

(New thing I'm trying where I use these icons to indicate which players were present for the session. The faded out icons represent characters who were absent.)

After doing an ominous reading for a client, fortelling disaster from the coming traders of the Silken Squall, Cherchael joins her friends for lunch to talk to Question and Iwo Zalarre of the Cobalt Soul. They discuss some of the party's plan to travel north and find the temple of the Yuan-ti, and how they can make connections to organise a ride on a Skyship. However, the Cobalt Soul's main concern is with Ank'Harel, and how artefacts from the ruins keep leaving the hands of the Alleigance of Allsight and into the black market. Iwo proposes a job for the party, seeing as infiltration with be important for the Yuan-ti mission; he wants them to investigate a baker named Kruuk, find evidence he is selling illegal magic items, and bring back any magic items they find.

The party investigate the Bakery from the outside during the day, and Aerith finds markings possibly linked to Thieve's Cant. One trip to the Cobalt's library later and they confirm the Bakery is marked as a safehouse and a fence. While at the library, Cherchael researches the Silken Squall, Ramiel researches Ruidium, and Brucey researches a lost relic of his people. The Ruidium and the Penguikokra relic both point to Cael Morrow, the lost city beneath Ank'Harel.

At night, the party return to "Old Man Kruuk's", and Aerith uses her thieve's tools to break into a window, entering the bakery through a bedroom. A secret backroom was obscured by a painting, and they move in to find stolen jewellery, coins, manacles, and various tools of illegal trade. Ramiel finds a lockbox under a table, and while Aerith is trying to unlock it, Brucey notices it is rigged to release a trap when opened. Cherchael and Ramiel, set up as sentries, hear that Kruuk, in an ajoined room, is now meeting with a client. A note they find on a table indicates what is in the box is a weapon, and Kruuk probably intends to sell it to this stranger. Ramiel writes down the names of Kruuk, and his client "Ashann" of the Vermillion Dream, then Earl picks up the box, and they quickly leave before they are discovered.

Back at the Cobalt Soul, with Iwo's help, they open the box to find a shortsword veined with Ruidium. Iwo tells the party the danger of items infused with this foul mineral, and his organisation's wish is to rid the world of its presence.

[vellichor-lux]

[LFRP 21+] Ash & Mika

Hello! I'm Noctae, a semi-experienced FFXIV RPer looking for some RP :)

Preferences:

Discord > in-game, but willing to do both!

Either short or long term is fine

Para/multi paragraph, no one-liners

Basic good courtesy RP rules apply (no metagaming, godmodding etc)

Dark/matures themes may be present

Romance/ERP only if our characters have chemistry

Lore-friendly, lore bending a-okay but lore-breaking is a no

Thanks for taking a look, feel free to poke me if you'd like to try an RP! <3

About the blog:

Meet The Mun

RP Characters info:

Ashanne Leceux - Mikjall Epocan

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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: COPY - American Rag Women's Ashanne Perforated Sneakers.

[a-pride-of-dragons]

janus had known Egodius’s son Rhezin since the day he was born. Egodius and his wife Idores ran a dragon sanctuary, and janus had been abandoned by his mother when he was around 16,000, which for his breed, was still far too young to be on his own. they took him into their care, and he became attached

janus watched Rhezin grow up, and loved him dearly. Rhezin left home, and janus went with him. he married a woman named Akora, and they had two daughters named Ashann and Zira. janus knew that one day he would lose Rhezin, he would outlive the family many times over, but he didn’t want to think about that

and then Egodius died in a house fire started by his sister Odoria

she told everyone that she saw a dragon kill him, a Smokebaron burnt his house to the ground, and this was just the beginning of the dragon uprising. everyone believed her, and thus ended the Era of Fools, and the Era of Heroes began

janus knew better, though. he had seen what really happened

hearing of his father’s death, seemingly at the hands of a dragon, Rhezin swore vengeance. he led the attack against the Smokebaron that killed his father, and many men were killed by the beast. Odoria had cast a spell on the dragon that caused it to become bloodthirsty to further sell her story, a spell she cast on many dragons later on

janus became distressed by this turn of events, and it didn’t help when Rhezin turned on him. he yelled at janus to get away from him, to stay away from his family. janus tried to appeal to him in whatever nonverbal way he could, but Rhezin attacked with his sword, and cut into janus’s right wing

janus’s wing healed, but he can no longer fly… or trust another human

[lyrium-lavellan]

Winter Palace - Ashann Lavellan

He dresses in exclusively black, white, and gold. (and Dorian HAS to match with him)

[kartaylirsden]

Chapters: 16/25 Fandom: Star Wars Legends: The Old Republic (Video Game) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Female Imperial Agent | Cipher Nine/Male Sith Warrior (SWTOR) Characters: Female Imperial Agent | Cipher Nine, Male Sith Warrior | Empire's Wrath (Star Wars), Light Side Sith Warrior (SWTOR) Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Star Wars: The Old Republic - Knights of the Fallen Empire, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Background Female Imperial Agent/Theron Shan - Freeform, other background relationships Series: Part 1 of Black Codex: Alliance Personnel Only Summary:

Finally freed from Zakuul, the Sith once known as the Empire's Wrath must find a way to survive without his usual support from the Empire.

Cipher Nine, meanwhile, must face the quiet weight of her own past.

[wearetheblacklegion]

Chaos Bikers

(Trying to write a piece on Chaos Bikers. If anyone could maybe read through and send me some feedback it would be much appreciated. Apologies if it sucks.)

Lord Bariel was not a man used to running. He was terribly overweight, his immense bulk swaddled in layers of silks and laboring with every forced step. Ashen dust kicked up with the breeze, forcing it’s way through his rebreather in hacking coughs and rattling the Inquisitorial rosette hanging about his neck. Around him his retinue were faring somewhat better, the veteran mercenaries in greater physical shape than their employer. Breathing hard, his heart pounding in his chest, the Inquisitor struggled to keep pace with them. After all it was run or die. Not for the first time, Bariel cursed his peer whom had lead him to this trap. As an Inquisitor of the Ordo Hereticus, he enjoyed a great degree of privilege and power. Mostly he refrained from venturing outside the civilized worlds of the Imperium, preferring to allow his more adventurous peers that honor. But when a peer had approached him requesting aide in eliminating a heretical cult he was duty bound to give aide. So he had come to this ashen world and found only death. The party froze, all thoughts driven away by the sound of howling on the wind. It was a savage, feral sound, the declaration of a hungry beast. Their pursuers were closing in. Momentarily forgetting his weariness, Lord Bariel took off running as fast as his legs would carry him.

From a high dune of dusky ash, the man who wore the face of former Inquisitor Lannoc watched the party run. At another time he might have laughed at the fat Imperial attempting to sprint but not now. At this moment his attention was focused on the being next to him, fear and Awe mingling in his blood. The being was a demi-god, towering over the mortal. Clad in black and red armor, the ceramite twisted and spiked giving the appearance of a feral predator more than a knightly warrior. The armor was covered in heretical symbols, icons of forgotten heraldry and declarations of loyalty to unspeakable powers, similar to the runes carved into the mortal’s own flesh. The Chaos Astartes sat astride an equally immense bike, a monstrous creation of metal and material unknown to man. Even standing next to it the mortal would swear he could hear something alive within the rumble of its engines, could see something inhuman flickering between the bronzed skulls hanging from mounted chains. And this pair were not alone as several demigods sat astride bikes around them. The lead warrior absentmindedly strokes the bronze skulls as he spoke, his voice issuing in a deep, rumbling bass.

“Valcor, release the hounds. Let us harry them before the kill.” There was a hiss of vox traffic and brief moment before another Astartes approached from the rear of the party. This warrior wore a long tattered cloak of leather over his armor and carried a long crystalline staff in one hand. In the other held tight to three lengths of chain, each link inscribed with blasphemous runes and words of power that caused one’s head to throbbing pain at the sheer wrongness. But it was what lay on the end of each chain that truly horrified the mortal, even with as much as he had seen in the service of his dark masters. At one time they might have been human or Astartes but no longer. What prowled before them were beasts of nightmare, savage and hairy with mass of jagged teeth, long bloody claws, and feral yellow eyes. They were huge, even larger than the Astartes, bloated with corruption and infernal strength, what looked like armor fused into living flesh under gore caked fur. The beasts moved on all fours, snarling and snapping, pulling on their restraints and foaming at the mouth as they howled their impotent fury. Valdor murmured something, the air shimmering with sorcerous power, and released the chains. The beasts, the hounds shot off across the dusty landscape, howling as the hunt began and all was forgotten but the prey. Ashann smiled beneath his helm. Beneath him his bike, Ripper, growled and shivered with hunger. The warp spawned machine spirit could smell the souls nearby, eager to run down the prey and taste their fear. Ashann shares its desire, gunning the engine and lifting his chainsword to the heavens. “Come Brothers! We hunt!” With a roar of voices and engines the Black Hounds surged down the hilltop.

The Imperialis could not run fast enough. The warp spawned abominations were upon them in a matter of heartbeats, still howling. Auto-guns fired, bullets spraying uselessly across the tough hides. Men screamed as fangs and claws rended flesh in crimson sprays. The hounds picked off the weak and slow, Bariel forcing himself to ignore the screams and keep running, finding speed and stamina in terror that he’d never known before. But as the hounds fell away, feasting upon the flesh of those they had slain, a far more terrible threat replaced them. The Traitors rode among the ranks of the imperials, laughing as their blades carved at flesh and bone. Some suffered a far worse fate, falling beneath the wheels of the monstrous bikes to be crushed and ground away. Bariel kept running, if he could just reach a place of safety he could radio for reinforcements. Then they would purge these foul-. It was the last thought Inquisitor Bariel ever had. A chainsword sung through the air and his body collapsed in the dust. Ashann swung around and rode back to collect his grisly trophy. Very soon the Inquisitor’s skull would head would hang with the others.

[big-moodboard]

P A R I A H

Ashann Lavellan

[vellichor-lux]

FFXIV LFRP and RP contacts!

Hello! You, looking at this post, yeah, you! I’m Nocta, relatively new to the FFXIV RP scene and looking to get back into it! 

I would love to find some peeps for both synchronous in-game RP and asynchronous RP through Discord. I lurk on both Chaos and Crystal!

OOC - Read this before you interact!

Characters: Kamui Kaisuri - Ashanne Leceux - Athena Seraphica

Thank you for looking! ‘v’

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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: American Rag Women's Ashanne Perforated Sneakers.

[ao3feed-handers]

14 Days of Dragon Age Lover's Prompts

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2S2wEDC

by JCHB322

Sooo... Much like Fictober (which I PROMISE I will finish!) A series of prompts was posted with a challenge to write a short story from February 1st through February 14th. So... here we go!

This will feature not only my main pair (Alistair and Kylara) but other OCs and other character relationships!

I hope you enjoy!

Words: 3645, Chapters: 4/14, Language: English

Fandoms: Dragon Age: Origins, Dragon Age: Origins - Awakening, Dragon Age II, Dragon Age: Inquisition, Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age - All Media Types

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: Alistair Theirin, Amelia Cousland (OC), Mida Brosca (OC), Leliana, Ashanne Mahariel (OC), Garrett Hawke, Anders, Kylara Amell (OC)

Relationships: Alistair/Female Cousland, Alistair/Female Brosca, Leliana/Female Mahariel, Male Hawke/Anders, Alistair/Female Amell

Additional Tags: stories based on prompts, Short Stories, M/F relationship, f/f relationship, m/m relationship, Family Fluff, Growing Old Together, Friendship, Friends to Lovers, Mild Language, Kissing, Touching, More tags to be added

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2S2wEDC

[lyrium-lavellan]

Hmm. #37: “You look like hell.” for Ashann and Dorian?

from these prompts

Relocating to Tevinter had been a struggle for Ashann. Initially, he didn’t want to leave Skyhold - he couldn’t bring himself to abandon the Inquisition. But he knew they would remain strong with or without his physical presence, and so agreed to leave with his love. He did enjoy Tevinter on the whole - the weather was beautiful, the fashion was superb, and the gossip was vicious. Though, he never quite got used to the assassination attempts. 

More than once, Dorian came home having been in a scuffle. No matter how many times Ash accompanied him, he couldn’t always be there. He couldn’t always protect him. So when Dorian stumbled through the door of their villa, bloodied and bruised, Ash dropped his wine glass to the floor. It shattered on the painted tiles, and he cursed himself in Dorian’s stead for wasting a fine red on the floor.

“You look like hell.” Ash breathed, catching Dorian in his arms. His hair was mussed and his nose was bleeding, but he would be alright.

“Yes, I seem to have ruined these robes.” Ash paused a moment, observing the destruction of his outfit. The tail of the sash that wrapped around Dorian’s waist was torn, and the hem of his robe was singed and dirty. Drops of blood trickled down his face and sank into the white silk, ruining the material. “No matter. I’ll just have to find another, won’t I?”

“Of course, love. Now, who do I need to kill this time?” Ash chuckled, not caring for subtlety. He reached into the chest near the door where he stored the bandages. He sat Dorian down at the table and began to clean him up, gently washing his face and neck of blood and grime.

“I seriously doubt you could assassinate the entire Magisterium, amatus, even with your skills.” Dorian, snarky as ever, reclined in the chair holding a cloth under his bleeding nose to try and stem the flow. 

“Maybe not, but I could… I don’t know. Something.” Ash grimaced as he uncovered a deep purple bruise on Dorian’s cheek. He tried not to touch it, but it was so tender that Dorian whined as he brushed against it. Ash apologized profusely, pulling back to wash off the cloth.

“This is the price of progress, amatus. I’d gladly suffer a bloody nose for the future of my country. For our future.” Dorian loved to wax poetic when Ash was paying exclusive attention to him. 

“Now, Magister Pavus, what would people think? A mage from Tevinter and a Dalish Elf? Maker forbid. I think I may faint!” Ash teased, imitating a familiar nosy noble.

“Ah. We truly are meant to be- It’s too unlikely!” Chuckling, Dorian planted a gentle kiss on Ash’s forehead. “Thank you, amatus. It will get better.”

Send Me Angst/Fluff Prompts For My Pairings! Vel x Varric, Ash x Dorian, Ari x Bull, Nehri x Solas, Cassia x Blackwall, and Teya x Sera!

[toxic-potions-productions]

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RIP Creator Z. Cause of death: Laughing too much

I had so much fun with Al’s facial expressions

Also, we get to see my girl Roxanne

& yes I redesigned Asher AGAIN

& I’m way too lazy to make a long description soooooooooo.

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Strawberry, Creator Z, Asher & Roxanne (Ask series of Ashanne coming soon) by: Me

Alastor--I mean Strawberry pimp by: @vivziepop

Gacha Alastor version inspired by: Carmel Gacha on YT

Inspired by: Me brain & Bubblez Art

Original by: AshNicholsArt (It’s from a stream but IDK what stream it was from)

Frames total: 22

Time taken: 3 minutes

If you wish to be inspired by this, go ahead! Just be sure to credit me & be somewhat original. Cuz I didn’t make this only for there to be a crappy ripoff of it

[kartaylirsden]

Chapters: 4/25 Fandom: Star Wars Legends: The Old Republic (Video Game) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Female Imperial Agent | Cipher Nine/Male Sith Warrior (SWTOR) Characters: Female Imperial Agent | Cipher Nine, Male Sith Warrior | Empire's Wrath (Star Wars), Light Side Sith Warrior (SWTOR) Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Star Wars: The Old Republic - Knights of the Fallen Empire, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Background Female Imperial Agent/Theron Shan - Freeform Series: Part 1 of Black Codex: Alliance Personnel Only Summary:

While Cipher Nine tracks down old associates, the shadows at the heart of the Gravestone cast Wrath back to memories of Ilum.