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@musespoken : headcanon + food | meme: accepting

let’s divide this into sections: appetite, stamina, preferences/favorites, dislikes:

appetite

he is not much of an eater to be honest, yet he can surprise you; he would eat the usual meals but in small portions mostly; he doesn’t like feeling too full, just enough to silence the hunger or simply reenergize, however, he has his moments of ordering a lot and jumping from one dish to another, devouring into it. he appreciates food, honestly, feels the joy in eating it.

stamina

it is predictable that he has a strong stamina when it comes to food, which becomes essential for him since it helps him with very long surgeries. he can surprise with how long he can function without it.

preferences/favorites

when it comes to food, he is not that picky, especially that he did not have various nor luxurious options until very later in his life, but he has favorites still, one of which is middle-eastern food(especially lebanese & syrian), he also has a liking for american food especially when it comes to fast food(this is most dominant in his modern verses because his residency program is there)

he appreciates a full meal, salad, starter, main then dessert, even if only a small portion of each.

now, he leans into healthy than not, but in his younger years, there were no limits.

dislikes

smelly food, uncooked onion, heavily spiced food, very spicy food, very sweet food, papayas and more vegetables & fruits(tba)

This is interesting because I haven't really gotten the chance to write Cerys properly outside of the drabbles I've sort of done to test her out before properly putting her on my list. Generally when I do write her I like to harken back to the ocean a lot despite that she's not really the sort of person who sails out and does a bunch of shit away from Skellige in the same way her brother and father are---I think the imagery just appeals to me.

Angoulême fears abandonment. It's not really something sh'll ever discuss with anyone, but she's been abandoned three times in her life already and has gotten pretty slow to attach herself on an emotional level with people because of this. She's so insistent on pestering the members of the Hansa because of this fear---they can't leave her behind if she imposes herself on them very strongly and without reservation.

❝ And  I  was  supposed  to  let  them  talk  about  you  like  that? ❞  he  asked,  trying  to  stay  as  still  as  possible  while  Elsa  cleared  the  bruise  on  his  cheek.  In  moment  like  these  it  was  clear  she  was  an  older  sister,  brows  drawn  together  in  concentration  and  gentle  touch  almost  soothing  against  the  fevered  skin.  She  was  no  monster.  Stupid  peasants  had  no  right  to  treat  her  badly  ❝ I  am  sorry  but  those  guys  deserved  every  punch  I  threw  their  way ❞

As a mage, Ashara was used to being seen as a monster. Nobody would dare to call her one directly, mind you, being a Trevelyan had its perks. And being surrounded by other monsters made it easy to forget that she was the odd one out. But there was always the thought in the back of her head, knowing that there was something that made her special, that made her so dangerous and disgusting. And considering her relationship with her family, she had been glad that she had been imprisoned with the others too. Knowing what you are gives you freedom. 

And still, after she managed to get free from the Circle, not really of her own will mind you, it meant freedom in a sense that she could theoretically walk wherever she wanted. But it also meant that people would stare at her, cursing at her. Mothers would pull their children away from that unseeming pretty girl that bore the flames and anchor like the most horrible disfigurement; a gaping maw ready to tear them to bits. 

So it gets to you. Maybe they’re right in what they say. A mage is a monster. A mage is a demon in hiding. Hear it repeated well often enough, and you start to believe it, to accept it that despite titles and accolades, no matter how hard you try, people will see you as a villain. Hearing that you’re horrible at every turn makes you consider, that maybe, just maybe, the monster looks back at you. Even if you want to protect people from them. Even if you do your best to prove that you’re a hero too. Maybe they need protection from you.

So Ashara tries her best to make sure that she who hunts monsters won’t become one.