* PASSION EMBODIED !

verses i wanna make for katt:

critrole ( possibly ? )

a rapunzel au because honestly ? the tropes are THERE. magic ? CHECK. a high tower ? CHECK. a secret noble ( the amell family !! ) ? CHECK.

     word of stroud’s return from the marcher deep roads had reached kattrin a day or two ago, but swamped with her own duties & a little personal research she had started in her spare time, had left her unable to greet the man. she knew he had brought back a new recruit for her, a woman found tainted in the deep roads with her own party. she felt pity for her, forced into the wardens to save herself, but hopefully her own personal greeting could turn it into a better situation than it was.

     kattrin had promised herself to seek out the woman when she had a moment of time, which turned out to be near dinner that night. she’d give the recruit a warm welcome to the wardens, & perhaps get to know her better. the title of warden-commander still hung heavy on her shoulders, but it looked like making friends among her fellow wardens seemed to lessen its weight.

     with a vague description of appearance & on the hunt for an unfamiliar face, kattrin scanned the mess hall of vigil’s keep with a hawk’s eye. it took her a minute as she filled her own plate, but once she spotted her target, she made a beeline towards her.

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     a touch as gentle as his own, a mind to match. healers want to help but not all of them are as kind. they don’t remember him unless he gets in the way, & even then they’ll forget after too long, memories blurring his shape into something else, something meaningless. but he can tell she’s different already, can hear the echoes of the fade in her voice, a chorus of spirits pushing through. similar to solas, but instead of the raw fade she asks for help, and the spirits oblige. 

     weaving his way past the healers & visitors, he falters only when near, unsure of what he’s doing (not entirely uncommon, but still unsettling). there’s pain to heal, there always is, but there’s excitement this time too. i’m a spirit that helps, you’ve met others like me, haven’t you?

     ❝ you talk to them, ❞  fingers fidget with the hem of his sleeve, ❝ service, succor, save the suffering and yourself at the same time. ❞  a tentative step forward, eyes lingering on her aura, the faint glow of the fade that surrounds her (not quite as bright as the inquisitor’s, or even solas’, but pleasant all the same). 

     ❝ you don’t use spirits, and they don’t use you. they want to help & you help them do it. ❞  there’s a part of him that wonders what it would have been like to find her instead of the real cole, though he pushes those thoughts down before he has any time to dwell on them. ❝ i help too. i try. ❞

     she doesn’t startle as easy as she used to, but kattrin is still caught slightly off guard when the boy speaks to her, pulling her completely out of her thoughts. she cocks her head at his words, listening as he talks, & suddenly he is slightly more familiar to her now. cole, she thinks his name is, if her brief conversations with the elven mage & ser tethras are anything to go by. she hadn’t spent much time getting to know the rest of the inquisition’s prominent figures yet, but somehow word of the boy in front of her had made its way back to her.

     she gives him a gentle smile, stepping a few feet closer. she can feel the energy of the fade wrapped around him like a tight blanket, no mistaking it. she’s always been a bit more sensitive to the callings of the fade, ever since she took that first spirit of passion into her service so many years ago. ❝ i try to keep a good rapport between myself & the spirits i call friends, ❞ she says, ❝ otherwise i’d be a pretty poor spirit healer, wouldn’t i ? ❞

things to do:

replies & starters !

finish the spirit healing meta i was writing ( it’s coming along ! )

APHRODITE.

laughter loving,   sweet  smiles,   dressed in silk and satin,   flower in their hair,   sees the world as a runway,   unapologetically  sexual,   the sea washing their ankles,   in love with love,   stirrer of passion,   cunning concealed by painted lips,   secret  daggers,   doves,   revolution  in their kiss,   delighting in the waves,   flirtatious winks,   strolling along the beach,   staring wistfully from a balcony,   this is how to be a heartbreaker,   wants to be adored,   gets turned on by danger.

APOLLO.

glitz and glamour,   art galleries,   turning the volume up,   BEING MADE OF GOLD,   neatly-organized music sheets,   notebooks filled with poetry,   bathing in the sunlight,   the powerful urge to create,   collecting vinyl records,   beautiful cover of Wonderwall,   playing multiple instruments,   tasting like sunshine,   healing touch,   speaking in prophecies,   smile mingled with wrath,   shunning lies,   sporting  shades,   hanging out at music festivals with their friends,    sleeps naked,     arrow to the heart,    paint brushes,   probably has a Tinder account.

ARES.

armed for battle,   wants to raise a dog with their significant other, soft spot for children,   gives piggy back rides,   scarred body,   blood on their hands and face,   willing to fight the world for the ones they love,   fights against injustice,   warm hugs,  well-worn combat boots,   boxing gloves,  bandages wrapped around bruised knuckles,   fist raised in protest,   ignites revolutions,   fear  is  a  prison,   more sensitive than what their tough shell would have you think,   exhausted,   damaged goods,   force to be reckoned with,   red  roses,   curses under  heir breath.

ARTEMIS.

keen sense of a hunter,     freckles like constellations on their skin,   piercing  eyes,  disheveled braid,   moonlight peeking through the shadows,   the calm of the forest at night,  lying on the grass and staring at the stars,   mother doe and her fawn,   protecting their kin,   the moon shimmering on a still lake,    quiver full of arrows resting against the bark of a tree,     running with wolves,   bonding while circled around a campfire,   not being much of a people person,   arrow hitting a target,   popping egos,   patience on  3%,  touches heaven and returns howling.

ATHENA.

discerning gaze,   unreadable face,   quiet museums,   owl perched on their finger,   armor that intimidates,   eye for architecture,   plays the sims for the sole purpose of building houses,   studied the blade while everyone else was busy getting laid,   big fan of  logic,   loves brain teasers,   ancient buildings,   sweaters in neutrals and cool colors,   hair  done  up,   can kill you with their brain,   heads to the library often to research,   sharpened pencils,   abs that can cut steel,   stoic statues,   pottery classes.

DEMETER.

soil-covered hands,   smile that can bloom flowers,   skin loved by the sun,   being the mom-friend,   can lift you and your friends,   flowers kept in the pockets of overalls,   takes pride in their beautiful garden,   speaks to their plants,   leaves rustling in the wind,   stalks of wheat,   picking fruit,  heart as strong as a mountain,   values simplicity,   daisies dotted along collarbones,   curls frowned with flowers,   folded pile of sweaters in warm hues,   pulling out fresh-baked bread out of the oven and the smell wafting through the air.

DIONYSUS.

drunk shitposter,   on their sixth glass of wine before you’ve even finished your second,   seductive smirks,   untamed curls,   rich fabrics on dark skin,   sleek-furred panthers,   theater masks,   stage productions,   receiving a standing ovation,   rose caught between their teeth,   being the baby of the bunch,   wild parties that last from sundown to sunup,   creeping vines,   inspiring loyalty,   grand opera houses,   masquerade balls,   rolls of film,   shattered chandeliers with broken glass scattered across the wine-spilled floor,   pouring champagne into flutes,   lives for the applause.

HEPHAESTUS.

the calloused hands of someone who knows labor,   sweaty brow,    flame burning in their eyes,    inventive mind,    broad shoulders,   steampunk goggles,  nuts and bolts stored away in little boxes,    ashes,   striking a match,   blueprints for future projects, fixing up a busted card and giving it cool upgrades, wrestles with bitterness,   work boots have seen better years, wrinkled plaid shirts, iron melted in blazing fire, huge jackets, crafting masterpieces, grease-stained overalls, fascination with robotics, pain is fuel, stack of weaponry, even their muscles have muscles.

HERA.

resting bitch face, dressed to the nines, grazing on a pasture, cool rain, loving and hating fiercely, hand clutching a string of pearls, large chandelier with glittering crystals, plays the sims for the sole purpose of killing off their sims, romance to realism, pictures of the sky while flying on a plane, files that under fuck it, downs glasses of wine as they relax with a scented bubble bath and netflix, like their selfie or you’re grounded, knows 57 convenient ways to murder a man, dark eyes that penetrate your soul, marble and gold.

HERMES.

devil-may-care smile,   always up-to-date on the latest technology, will steal your french fries, does it for the vine, shitposter, puts googly eyes on everything, meme hoarder, long drives on the highway, ma and pop diners, spontaneous road trips, folded maps, fingers dancing across the keyboard of a laptop, shooting hoops on the basketball court, chatting up strangers as you all journey to your own destinations, goes jogging in the morning, mixes rebull with coffee, menace on april fool’s, hoodies and sneakers.

POSEIDON.

storm with skin, colorful coral reefs, waves crashing against the shore, stroking the soft fur of a cat, their heart pounding as their horse’s gentle trot speeds into a gallop, tousled locks, clothes smeared with pain, own several sketchbooks yet always yearns to own more, leather jackets, fondness for DIY projects, handwriting that flows across the page, nimble fingers,   playing the strings of a violin, velvety singing voice that haunts your dreams, the roar of a motorcycle, compass with a  spinning arrow.

ZEUS.

thunder in their heart, running on coffee, flash of lightning, natural charisma, eloquence, baddass in a nice suit, aficionado of history, force of nature, lenny face, nightmare-filled nights, proud arm around their lover’s waist, high-rise buildings, planes soaring through a cloudless sky, technician on the piano, maintains order, strong handshake, juggling multiple events on their busy schedule with ease, expensive watch.

im in the mood to do some aesthetic boards so ! if we’re mutuals like this post & i’ll do one for your muse / one of ur muses if ur a multi-muse !