And I b e l i e v e

please.. let cass be as buff as she oughta be,

you want a man with a strong jawline so you have a sturdy place to sit

                         don’t hurt me

don’t give me a reason then

Time to send in the big guns

*swoons forever*

—–fuck

  you’re staring, Warden.

✿ now kiss  ✿

        ❝ If you wish, ❞ concedes he then, just barely brushing his nose            past hers in patent AFFECTION. ❝ Although … maybe you should            choose the reading material for tonight. I’ll take care of the wine. ❞

               She smiles then, eyes partly closed, breath felt upon her skin.                “I may have something in mind - there is quite a selection now                 from the library.” Another pause, looking upwards now. “Though                 now I do believe the topic need not matter so much.”

Cass toys with her plait when she’s away with the fairies

CASSANDRA PENTAGHAST || human ↠ warrior ↠ templar [⟲]

“No?  Do they have another word for standing menacingly behind another man in Nevarra, I wonder?”  He pressed his chin into his hand, unruffled by the Seeker’s seeming impatience.  “My dear woman, you are the only person who rattles up here with so many jangly bits.  I knew you were here the moment you started up the stairs – but nevermind that.  What is it you are looking for?

  “There might just be,” Cassandra fires back, with a fib - of course, there isn’t such a word, but for all Dorian knows, there could be. Her irritation with the Tevinter mage has always been frequent, given his attitude, but in such an instance, she had been standing for quite some time. “It is... a tome, something regarding history of the crypts of Nevarra - there is something of a... request to find it within Skyhold’s shelves, if possible.”