#breakhischains

did you just call me an animal? BT

Hawke let’s me fist. Encourages it even.

I now need a pro templar mage run through… But Meredeth is so cringy. [I legit didn’t wanna side with either but da2 made me.]

GIVE HIM A FEW YEARS. OR A DECADE. XDDDDD

Oops Vanora’s in her underwear || accepting

     It’s quite late, Hightown silent as the moon sits high in the sky. Vanora has only just finished up with her paperwork, never letting a task go unfinished at the end of the day. She extinguishes the oil lamps in the study, carrying the smallest of them with her out into the estate. The hall lamps are all dimmed and then extinguished one by one as she passes by. 

     Her room is too cool for her, the night carrying in the cool ocean air, and she closes the windows. Setting the lamp down, she heads for her wardrobe, pulling out her nightgown and laying it on the bed. One of the servants had drawn a bath for her before heading home for the night, but that was hours ago and the water has long since chilled. All it takes is some well-placed flames in her palms to heat the water again. She sheds her clothes, almost completely divested of them when she hears the floorboards creaking.

     Freezing, she spins around where she stands, shocked to see a familiar face in the darkness. Even if she couldn’t make out his features, the lyrium brands are unmistakable.

     “Fenris? What the hell are you doing in my home?” she snaps, grabbing for the nearest towel to cover herself up.

     He looks about as thrilled as he always does when speaking with her, but before he can muster a reply she’s shouting at him.

          "Get out! NOW.”

     She doesn’t hear what he says as he turns his back to her, but she swears she hears him mutter witch under his breath.

Send 💖 for me to give you some positivity || Not Accepting

You know that thing that you have that you really like and sometimes you don’t know where it is and you have a mini heart attack because oh shit where is it? And then you find it again and you can breathe again because oh thank goodness, panic over?

That’s you.

No really though, it’s pretty much a given at this point that no matter the time and no matter the muse I am down to roleplay with you because you are just the best. I feel like a Fenris connoisseur at this point and yours was my first and my most extra - and remains so to this day. I love a good passionate muse and Fenris has always been so much fun to roleplay with. As for your plots, you draw in so much detail with his thoughts and motives that it sticks with me for ages after the fact - and you’re always happy to share the heartbreak, so thanks for that.

So yeah, better be resigned to me hopping around after you wherever you go in this fandom, cause that’s not changing short of resorting to a flamethrower - and perhaps not even then.

your varania shaped so much how i see her still to this day