Zevran

{@arainai-assassin It Mermay!}

Ohhh I sure like the look of this

“Truth?” he repeated their question as if he was questioning himself. “I believe the truth is relative, no one ever really knows because they all have their own views and opinions that block them from the truth.”

The antivan crow relaxed somewhat at the beings questions, wasn't much of a burden after all. He was curious as to why they would ask such a question, for how did there in the first place but... taking a glance the beings form he decided against asking... inconvenient questions. The were probably in the most recognisable city in Thedas but that means nothing if you're not from Thedas...

“You are in Starkhaven, the biggest city in the Free-Marshes in the North West West of Thedas. It’s a sort of kingdom but the ruler is called a Prince instead. Tragic place really, although beautiful, with its white marble roads and its golden statuettes... it has its own dark little secrets.”

#end & zevran

“Agh..” He sighs, rubbing his hand through her hair softly, moving it back away from her face. Chuckling softly as their foreheads pressed together. “No need to worry about what is to come, that is inevitable, just worry about right now, my dove, about the present, about you and me on this rooftop.”

#zady

“No Beautiful, you are doing just fine.” Again he smiled sweetly, looking up at her still with a kind of awe. “Are you okay with everything my little dove?” Zevran sat up just a little bit, to pull her in for a kiss. His other hand, supported him from behind. It was a gentle kiss and was Happy to hold it for as long as she wished.

#zady

“Immature as I may be im not quite the animal you claim me to be… but alas, I won’t be clothed for long more… as for the other… I always keep my word.” He moved to slowly untie the wrappings that held the clothe in place. Slowly incase she had any objection.

She smirked at him. Ady knew that look. Knew it all too well… “You look so cute when you bite your bottom lip? Something on the mind my pointy eared friend?” She giggled and draped her arms over his shoulders kissing his nose playfully. That was until his hands were in her hair.

The vampire happily obliged to him and tilted her head to the side. Giving him better access to her neck. A soft hum left her lips as she ran her hands up the front of his chest. Grinning like a cheshire cat. Her mind with in half. Tease him even further or give him what he wanted… She would have given him what he desired. But, alas. Adeline was not that easy. Maybe a little more teasing was in need…

“Ugh. Zevy? I thought you wanted your blade cleaned for the next mission…” She opened one eye and looked down at him with a big grin. “What~? I did ask if you wanted your blade polishing… What else could I mean?” She blinked at him with big innocent eyes.

“You can play innocent all you want Ady…. but I know you want it…… and I have one blade in dire need of polishing…”

It was then his kisses got.. just that bit rougher on her neck. Eventually slowly taking in a piece of her skin, between his teeth, then sucking it for a few moments before letting it go leaving in place of his lips a dark bruise.

Satisfied with his little bit of handy work he moved away from her neck, moving along her jawline.

She smirked. “Zevy… Your mind is in the gutter…” Adeline gasped when she felt his teeth against his skin. Gripping what she could of him.

“Damnit… Zevy~ Why…?” Adeline licked her lips. Her breaths becoming quick and short. “I hate you so much right now…” She joked breathlessly. Her hands slipped down to his front and began to undo the small belts around his waist.

“W-Wait. Ugh… Won’t we get caught up here…? And ugh. Zevran? I have really cold hands…” She snickered and rested her head upon his shoulder.

Zevran pulled back, a breath away from her lips.

“You’re not…” he chuckles “.. scared of being caught are you? As for the cold hands…. I’m sure I’ll manage just fine.”

He shifted on top of her, making things easier for both of them, and so he could get more kisses in. He won’t force her into anything she didn’t want. But he had a feeling hat she wanted to him to take the lead. Which really was a dangerous line to straddle.

His other hand seemed to suddenly gain a tighter grip on her waist, releasing, them repeating the cycle.

“What? No. No way.” She scoffed and narrowed her eyes at him before glancing to the streets below. She was fine. Nobody knew they were up here. So… Yeah fine…“ She gave him a small nervous smile. Her eyes went to his as she was moved onto her back. Her legs wrapping around his waist eagerly and moving to roll him onto his back.

Her hands were on his front. Ady glanced down at the streets again and then back at him moving to kiss his lips. Hands going to work on his belts below.

#zady #its gettingghot in here

He left her take charge, pleasantly surprised. Letting his head fall back against the roof tiles, looking up at her, smiling. But it was genuine smile, not cheap and cheeky, but he was happy that she wanted to take this step with him, that she trusted him.

His hand snakes up to her cheek, rubbing softly. Thumb running over it. He looked down briefly at her progress on the belts. Needing to spread his legs just a little bit. But not making it obvious as to put her off or make her nervous.

“Immature as I may be im not quite the animal you claim me to be… but alas, I won’t be clothed for long more… as for the other… I always keep my word.” He moved to slowly untie the wrappings that held the clothe in place. Slowly incase she had any objection.

She smirked at him. Ady knew that look. Knew it all too well… “You look so cute when you bite your bottom lip? Something on the mind my pointy eared friend?” She giggled and draped her arms over his shoulders kissing his nose playfully. That was until his hands were in her hair.

The vampire happily obliged to him and tilted her head to the side. Giving him better access to her neck. A soft hum left her lips as she ran her hands up the front of his chest. Grinning like a cheshire cat. Her mind with in half. Tease him even further or give him what he wanted… She would have given him what he desired. But, alas. Adeline was not that easy. Maybe a little more teasing was in need…

“Ugh. Zevy? I thought you wanted your blade cleaned for the next mission…” She opened one eye and looked down at him with a big grin. “What~? I did ask if you wanted your blade polishing… What else could I mean?” She blinked at him with big innocent eyes.

“You can play innocent all you want Ady…. but I know you want it…… and I have one blade in dire need of polishing…”

It was then his kisses got.. just that bit rougher on her neck. Eventually slowly taking in a piece of her skin, between his teeth, then sucking it for a few moments before letting it go leaving in place of his lips a dark bruise.

Satisfied with his little bit of handy work he moved away from her neck, moving along her jawline.

She smirked. “Zevy… Your mind is in the gutter…” Adeline gasped when she felt his teeth against his skin. Gripping what she could of him.

“Damnit… Zevy~ Why…?” Adeline licked her lips. Her breaths becoming quick and short. “I hate you so much right now…” She joked breathlessly. Her hands slipped down to his front and began to undo the small belts around his waist.

“W-Wait. Ugh… Won’t we get caught up here…? And ugh. Zevran? I have really cold hands…” She snickered and rested her head upon his shoulder.

#zady #all the more pleasure ~ zev

Zevran pulled back, a breath away from her lips.

“You’re not...” he chuckles “.. scared of being caught are you? As for the cold hands.... I’m sure I’ll manage just fine.”

He shifted on top of her, making things easier for both of them, and so he could get more kisses in. He won’t force her into anything she didn’t want. But he had a feeling hat she wanted to him to take the lead. Which really was a dangerous line to straddle.

His other hand seemed to suddenly gain a tighter grip on her waist, releasing, them repeating the cycle.

“Immature as I may be im not quite the animal you claim me to be… but alas, I won’t be clothed for long more… as for the other… I always keep my word.” He moved to slowly untie the wrappings that held the clothe in place. Slowly incase she had any objection.

She smirked at him. Ady knew that look. Knew it all too well… “You look so cute when you bite your bottom lip? Something on the mind my pointy eared friend?” She giggled and draped her arms over his shoulders kissing his nose playfully. That was until his hands were in her hair.

The vampire happily obliged to him and tilted her head to the side. Giving him better access to her neck. A soft hum left her lips as she ran her hands up the front of his chest. Grinning like a cheshire cat. Her mind with in half. Tease him even further or give him what he wanted… She would have given him what he desired. But, alas. Adeline was not that easy. Maybe a little more teasing was in need…

“Ugh. Zevy? I thought you wanted your blade cleaned for the next mission…” She opened one eye and looked down at him with a big grin. “What~? I did ask if you wanted your blade polishing… What else could I mean?” She blinked at him with big innocent eyes.

#zady #rip zev but he aint dead yet

“You can play innocent all you want Ady.... but I know you want it...... and I have one blade in dire need of polishing...”

It was then his kisses got.. just that bit rougher on her neck. Eventually slowly taking in a piece of her skin, between his teeth, then sucking it for a few moments before letting it go leaving in place of his lips a dark bruise.

Satisfied with his little bit of handy work he moved away from her neck, moving along her jawline.

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~✉~

End scanned her eyes over the roofs and walls of Starkhaven from the darkness she called her home. It warped and morphed around her form, never once revealing her to the world. Nothing but her eyes.

It was typical for her to be out at the hour. Three in the morning, it had became her favourite time. Though that also came with her base desire to kill; to threaten; to ‘socialise’. It was not uncommon at all. Her eyes had long adjusted to the light, and her vision was as sharp as ever. Through her eyes, the night gave the city an image of being littered with blossoms where the blackbird fusses. And she was the blackbird.

Then again, she was more like an eagle; a hawk; a vulture. A bird of prey. But she couldn’t alter the codename she had been given, so she didn’t bother.

She made her move.

Small steps at first, increasing in size until she was swimming through the shadows, under doors, under roofs, under people. Then, as sudden as it began, she stopped. Leaving the shadow that was her own, she looked down silently at the man, a dagger brandished in her hand. She didn’t breathe; didn’t blink; didn’t move. But she talked,

“It’s uncommon for people to be up this late.”

~✉~

“Is It really sacrificing work hours if you’re paid in whatever you want? And who even are the crows? Is it a murder?”

End turned her head away, less than bothered about any potential threats. Sometimes a shapeshifter just had to memorise how someone looked for… educational purposes.

“Right now I just need information, so we can start with that. Though I would like to know something in particular, I’ll ask that later. Sometimes your shadow is not yourself.”

He scoffed.

“I suppose a murder of crows is not so far from the truth.”

Zevran listened attentively, curiously, the beings words not making much sense. In fact they sounded rather.... psychotic. But who was he to judge. Maybe this could be all over soon enough and he could go back to what he was doing.

“What kind of information?”

He asked, with a hesitant delay. A dangerous question at best. Information was power and would he be one to give it away so likely. No. Not unless his life was on the line.

#end & zevran

“Immature as I may be im not quite the animal you claim me to be… but alas, I won’t be clothed for long more… as for the other… I always keep my word.” He moved to slowly untie the wrappings that held the clothe in place. Slowly incase she had any objection.

His hands ghosted down to her hips… a curious look on his face, his head tilting. What could she posibly meant to do with the knife envolving a knife.

He rubbed little circles into her hips. Until it dawned on him.

“You naughty little vixen…” he chuckles, moving to roll them over so he was now on top, grabbing her wrist with one hand the other holding her chin up to meet his gaze.

“I think I figured out your filthy little thoughts about what to do with my knives….”

Adeline looked at him with a big grin and red cheeks. Taking a moment to glance up at where she was pinned to him before she went back the playing innocent. “Huh? Me? Naughty? Are you joking…?” The vampire couldn’t help but smirk at his words.

“I have no filthy words. You know me. I am good. Pure… My mind is clean without… Sinful thoughts…” She chuckled and looked around. “You trying to play fight or something? On a roof… In the view of a lot of people…” She blinked up at him innocently.

“I could polish your blade of you want…?”

#zady #return of the zady #i live

His eyes drifted down to her lips. Nothing but lust filled them. Pulling on his bottom lip, biting it slightly.

“I may.... just may have time for a good polishing before heading back..... Of you are offering... who am I to deny such a pleasure?”

He smirked, leaving out a low chuckle as his hand moved up to grab a handful of her hair. Tilting her head to the side to kiss her neck.

shadow-the-assassino

I live

Sorry for the accidentally long hiatus.., but I’m back with a brand new track.

I just needed a little bit of creative break, work on something completely new (which will be published on my ao3 [if or when I’m happy I’m finished])

But main thing is, I should get through all my replies in the next few days!!

#ooc #i live #zevy is back with a brand new attack

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The Hero of Ferelden and King Alistair are attacked by an Antivan Crow. 9:31, Dragon. (Colorized)

{@arainai-assassin MY BABY CROW 🖤🖤🖤}

Ahhh puss in boots!!! Yes it is I

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~✉~

End scanned her eyes over the roofs and walls of Starkhaven from the darkness she called her home. It warped and morphed around her form, never once revealing her to the world. Nothing but her eyes.

It was typical for her to be out at the hour. Three in the morning, it had became her favourite time. Though that also came with her base desire to kill; to threaten; to ‘socialise’. It was not uncommon at all. Her eyes had long adjusted to the light, and her vision was as sharp as ever. Through her eyes, the night gave the city an image of being littered with blossoms where the blackbird fusses. And she was the blackbird.

Then again, she was more like an eagle; a hawk; a vulture. A bird of prey. But she couldn’t alter the codename she had been given, so she didn’t bother.

She made her move.

Small steps at first, increasing in size until she was swimming through the shadows, under doors, under roofs, under people. Then, as sudden as it began, she stopped. Leaving the shadow that was her own, she looked down silently at the man, a dagger brandished in her hand. She didn’t breathe; didn’t blink; didn’t move. But she talked,

“It’s uncommon for people to be up this late.”

~✉~

“Oh. Oh don’t give me ideas. No I think the empire is fine at the moment. I think. Don’t quote me on that, I’m only the princess. But a dangerous quest sounds like something I would enjoy, or enjoy putting someone through.”

She hummed, sitting beside him after a moment. Working hours?

“What do you mean by working hours? You mean you want to get paid? Because I could do that too. Probably. Depends on how much you want to be paid.”

Her eyes watched the blade, wanting nothing more but to add it to her collection. But she wasn’t her cousin, she wouldn’t steal.

“It is. But I do wonder why.”