#vriehedd

BASICS. name || Skells skellsBells SkellsHells and anything that rhymes with it! pronouns || She/her sexuality || bisexual biromantic zodiac sign || cancer taken or single || taken three facts ||  

I am not an actual Skelly but considering how sunken my eyes are... Hm...

I am a major Star Wars geek, I am not even joking: you want to hear me squeal like a little girl? Just straight up come to me and talk to me about Star Wars (bonus points for old republic shenanigans, bonus points if it’s in person to hear the actual squeals).

I am terrible with these, I am not that interesting D: I like to write fight scenes and gore more than I would like to admit *throws glitter everywhere*

EXPERIENCE. platforms you’ve used || Forums, MSN, Tumblr. best experience || Meeting so many nice people, specially feeling that people not only read but enjoy my writing? Writing with other people, specially in english, started off as a challenge but man, oh man am I glad to be here. 

MUSE PREFERENCES. female or male || Most muses have been female, but I’ve written male muses in the past. favourite face || I am currently in love with Maria Borges. But in the past I always loved to use people from deviantArt as FC. I am also in love with Priyanka Chopra. SUCH A BEAUTIFUL EVERYTHING ARGH. least favourite face || There are a few that I didn’t like in the past, but to be honest it’s water under the bridge because I no longer feel anything for them :) multi or single || Single!

WRITING PREFERENCES. fluff, angst or smut || Not good at smut (haven’t tried in english but I wasn’t very good anyway), so I just don’t write it *throws glitter* But gimmeh all them fluff and angst and I am sold! plots or memes || I like to write memes more as drabbles than actual starters, but I don’t mind at all if people turn them into threads. But I definitely prefer plots. long or short replies || I tend to run my mouth so, long replies it is *throws glitter* best time to write || When I actually sit my butt down to write (around 8-9ish? Until I go to sleep D: ) weekends it’s more 1/ 2 am.

                                of monsters & men starters.

     It’s instinctive – the persistent draw of compliance,   to be so utterly      tangible and sculpted  under familiar voice,  under his hands.  T’was      as if he, himself, were constructed of wax and wire, and Iorveth – an      artist.  His maker  in some  abstract, heretical  sense of  the word. A      vulnerability  unlike  any other, though  there  would be  no  need  for      silent pleas to encourage unabating mercy.   He’d never been at risk,      his   being  placed   gingerly  in   the  other   man’s  palm,    trust  an      all-consuming force  that drew him  from FEAR of  corruption in  his      manipulation. 

              But it’s now he denies that malleability,               curving gaze  back unto  the other and               l o c k i n g   it   in   place,   unblinking. 

                         ❛ Please– ❜ 

     Words caught,  smothered,   abandoned  to the  depths of  the previously      unsaid. Cedric doesn’t speak again in that moment, flitting umber tracing      what  was   old  and   what  was   NEW –  old,    the  accent   of  Iorveth’s      cheekbone and the way his lashes dusted over.   —- new, the painting of      SUFFERING carved into the canvas of his flesh.  ( it was coming. it was      coming.   it was  coming and  you could  have known  it was  coming but      you didn’t. )

     There’s caution in his reach,   advancing at a pace of ease to let hand rest      ‘pon forearm  as if  fearing feral  lash from  the man  before him.    Iorveth      could   repeat   his   insistence,   but   he’s  here   now  –  firm,   decidedly      unrelenting.    ( he wants to touch more. he wants to feel the press of skin      to skin as their foreheads connect and his thumb grazes over his lower lip      and pointedly strays from the tender flesh that heals still but he does not. )      In his eyes existed not pity nor disgust, retracing the steps of cruelty, each      jagged edge that led to the devastation of where once was a world he’d oft      been lost in.   Not pity of a superficial sort to be tucked away in the back of      his mind,   only to resurfacing when BURDENED with the sight before him.      Not disgust  that sent  him into  an act  of avoidance,  wherein all  that they      were becomes  all that they  had been in  a fit of REVULSION.  In his eyes      existed a pain that  clawed its  way into  his throat  and wove  itself into an      intricate lacing ‘round the words that spill.

                                      ❛ Please. Come here. ❜  


1. What was the last movie you saw? San Andreas 2. What was the last song you listened to? Stromae - Formidable 3. What was the last show you watched? Star Gate! 
4. What was the last book you read? If I am not mistaken... It was the Return of the King by Tolkien. I was reading the Silmarillion but I stopped half way through because I’m a weakling. 5. What was the last thing you ate? Cereals and yogurt. 6. If you could be anywhere right now, where would you be? My bed, sleeping. ;_; 
7. If you could pick a decade to travel back to in time, what would it be? I would go to the late 40ties, early 50ties because Ella Fitzgerald. <3 
8. If you won the lotto & millions in cash, what would be the first thing you would do? I would quit my job, move to England and basically dedicate myself to a diet of sleeping and writing. 9. Which fictional character would you like to hang out with for a day? Dr. David Hunter. 10. What was the last fandom you joined? Witcher’s fandom I guess?

#u got time 2 code in a fish salesman in Novigrad but not my son wtf why this

The fact that she is so loyal and pious although I, as the mun, know how warped and screwed up her deity and following were/are. In a way, writing this sort of character has made it easier for me to understand why people might join cults and why it would be hard for them to leave/to be so loyal to someone they consider divine. I’m still very much aware of how screwed up it is, but it has helped me understand how deeply emotional manipulation can go and the effects that it has on others.

How she loves children to bits, but she will use it as weapons against their enemies if it comes it because they are the easiest to manipulate and she knows that it would destabilize the enemies’ ranks. Just her cunning and the fact that she will sacrifice what she loves the most if that means that the greater good (even if it’s not what you see asthe greater good) will prevail.

Her confidence, the fact that she is so secure if everything she sees as true and that there’s very little or nothing that will make her beliefs shake.

The fact that she has been through hell but she continues to walk with her head raised high and certain that whatever comes and knocks her down, she will rise again. And even if death would take her, she is comfortable with it.

She has many scars, but there are only three that she hides, and that is because she is still coming to grips with it, accepting them but she’s unsure if she’ll be able to ever not hide them. The other scars she’s not bothered to show, they show her metal as a warrior, what she had to endure, the sacrifices she has done but those specific three show her failure and although she seems to have everything figured out (see point 3), she’s still learning.

The fact that I had no idea how curious she was until I actually got to write her in the Inquisition Era. She had to re learn everything from scratch but the process could have been much more painful than it was. She has learnt the new names of the lands, the common tongue from the dalish (which she still struggles to write, she’ll probably never be able to write common in a way that the others will understand), the races that she had never seen before (qunari) and their roles in Thedas (and how they could fit the new Empire)

Her combat abilities and her magic. I just looove to freaking write combat threads, I have one headcanon to write about the invasions of Tevinter where I intend on just going bezerk with her powers and wrecking-face-ness (what do you mean that’s not a word?). I just love to bits her abilities and the fact that I’ve been able to pass the image that she is indeed quite strong without having to actually write her wrecking face so much. It makes my fragile heart jump a beat every time <3