W O L F.

Independent RP blog for Fenris of Dragon Age II. Not spoiler-free! NSFW themes will be tagged, mun and muse are of age.

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                                 “…being a giant…                                               …comes with GIANT problems.”

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“As I thought~ What a good patient you are.” He’ll make sure to at least stay out of arm’s reach from any sort of glowing hands ready to rip out anything vital that they could get to.

Making sure the elf was well after the injuries he took was the priority here.

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That earns the Warden a low rumble of a growl, the elf’s expression anything but pleasant. However, he remains silent still, merely watching the mage’s movements as his injuries were slowly mended. Clawed fingers click against the arm of the chair in steady sequence, one-two-three-four . one-two-three-four . one--

He stops short suddenly, staring straight ahead.

“...”

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{ @revolutionarydissent }

He stays quiet, but only out of necessity, his lyrium brands flaring bright in reaction to both the other’s magic and his own anger. He truly is in no condition to argue, and Anders is his only choice. His only chance.

But as soon as the mage finishes, he’s leaving.

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the girl with the dragon tattoo (book) sentence meme.

“If you don’t have any better use for me than sorting post, then you’re an idiot.” “You’re not supposed to read confidential reports.” “Are you attracted to me?” “I reckon you’d bite my hand off if I laid a finger on you.” “Want some company tonight?” “Get yourself a real lawyer next time.” “Tell me what you want me to do so I can decide whether I want to do it or not.” “My motive is the simplest imaginable: revenge.” “How did she die?” “If that’s the way it happened, we’re talking about a cold-blooded bastard.” “I can give you his head on a platter.” “Everyone has secrets. It’s just a matter of finding out what they are.” “I’m not a child any more.” “Why does he hate you?” “A man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do, and all that crap.” “I’ve never felt more furious, so abandoned, and so betrayed as when you left.” “Who should I have sex with?” “If you’re nice to me, I’ll be nice to you.” “No crime is perfect.” “Don’t act any more stupid than you are.” “I don’t want to have to suck your dick every time I need money.” “So you’re a sadist.” “I misjudged you. I didn’t understand how fucking sick you were.” “You have no idea how mentally handicapped I can be if push comes to shove.” “If you ever touch me again I will kill you.” “Keep in mind that I’m crazy, won’t you?” “I fell in love with you last winter. I didn’t mean to, but it happened.” “Your whore isn’t home.” “You don’t believe in God?” “Everyone has to have something to believe in.” “You’ve been in my computer. You’re a fucking hacker.” “It was a late night, I see.” “Damn it all, you can’t come barging in here as if you owned the place.” “You know me better than almost anyone else does. Isn’t that so?” “You have beautiful eyes.” “I want you to help me to identify a murderer.” “You really are the fucking pits.” “So in your opinion you’re an idiot?” “I’m not done with this.” “It’s just a common or garden bastard who hates women.” “I want to have sex with you.” “Aren’t I sexy enough for you?” “I’m going to clobber him with a baseball bat.” “Don’t ever do anything for nothing.” “Keep your fucking head down if you don’t want to get your arse shot off.” “It’s bleeding like hell but it’s not dangerous.” “I’m just a freak, that’s all.” “We’re hunting for a complete lunatic.” “How much does the girl know?” “Women disappear all the time.” “What do you do with the bodies?” “Why do you kill?” “I don’t want you to suffocate all at once.” “Hey, you fucking creep, in this shithole I’ve got a monopoly on that one.” “Do you like pain, creep?” “You’re going to have some serious bruises for a while.” “This can’t be brushed under the carpet.” “I wasn’t going to let that motherfucker kill you.” “He killed and raped because he liked doing it.” “I’d kill the fucker.” “I think you’d better tell me the story from the beginning.” “Up until then, I had thought about killing myself.” “I enjoyed working with you.” “You conned me.” “If it weren’t for her, I’d be dead.” “What a pathetic fool you are.”

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"Quiet, don't try to speak." - @TevinterTemplar

“I’m guessing that means you have some sort of plan, templar?”

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"It was an accident!"

“So these Tevinter slavers arriving just after you, a Tevinter mage, is an accident?”

He bristles and moves to cut down one of the men that’d gotten too close as he speaks, his marks flaring. 

“I saw you at Danarius’s parties. How can I trust you’re not here for him? Or to reclaim what he lost in death?”

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"They're all dead."

“They are. I told you, did I not? Danarius’s ownership of me haunts me still. On Seheron, he told me to kill those Fog Warriors, those that’d taken me in when I was injured. And I did. This is no different. No matter what I do to escape the man, he’ll always be hanging over my head.”

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"Just breathe, Anders is coming."

“Because that’s so reassuring. I feel better already.”

[awestiles-deactivated20140221]

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Deadly Sentence Meme!

"Don't you die on me, damn it!"

"I'll kill you!"

"I hope you die."

"Give me all your money or you die!"

"They're all dead."

"You can't kill him/her/them!"

"See you in hell."

"I'm going to dance on your grave."

"No, please don't die!"

"I'd rather die than bow to you."

"Stop, you're going to kill him/her/them!"

"Just breathe, the ambulance is coming."

"Is that blood?!"

"Quiet, don't try to speak."

"If you die, I die."

"You're dying..."

"I didn't mean for him/her/them to die!"

"Finish me off!"

"Fine, you can die for all I care!"

"They/she/he didn't deserve to die."

"It was an accident!"

"His/her/their death was a homicide/suicide/accident."

"I think I might be dying."

"Before you kill me, there's something you need to know."

"Don't you know? You're dead!"

"Find him/her/them and kill him/her/them!"

"That's a dead body!"

"Stop it, you'll get yourself killed!"

[livetalskare]

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Ariadne hadn’t expected a gentle greeting from the elf. She’d seen him around Kirkwall in the time she had been here, certainly heard stories about the former slave from Tevinter, and here she was, clearly Tevinter and talking to him. But he seemed…tired somehow. Weighed down with something and something in her had wanted to call out to him, check and see if he was alright.

Whatever the hell ‘alright’ meant.

“No, I didn’t need anything. I…saw you heading toward the chantry, before everything went to hell. I guess I wanted to check if you were alright.”

That was simple, gentle enough to show she cared and to open up a conversation. She continued, “I haven’t been in Kirkwall long, only a few months, but I’ve seen you around. You seem decent, for lack of a better word, and I wanted to say hello.”

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He frowned, wondering exactly what she might’ve meant with that observation. Gray-green eyes watch her for a moment, flickering over her frame and occasionally catching a flash of moonlight, and he remains tense, although his sword returns to his back.

“Poor judge of character, there,” he murmured softly, shifting his weight from foot to foot. “I was meeting a friend at the Chantry before these slavers stopped me.” 

He gestured to the alleyway behind him, now full of armor-clad forms lying motionless in heaps.

“I am fine. It will take more than this to bring me harm.”

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“Something happened to you while you were gone and if you don’t start talking about it you will only sink further and further into this darkness.”

“In case you haven’t noticed, I’m pretty far gone already, Anders.”

He sighs, wiping the edge of his blade with a cloth. He knows that isn’t what the mage meant, and he’s sure Anders can tell he does. 

“I’ve talked of it before. Words do nothing.”

[angstmemes]

injury/torture starter sentences

“One more word and I’ll break your other arm too.” “I know it hurts, but you’re not alone. I’m here for you.” “Will you please tell me who did this to you?” “Something happened to you while you were gone and if you don’t start talking about it you will only sink further and further into this darkness.” “I know what leaves those scars. I’m sorry. Nobody should have to go through that torture.” “Which do you prefer? Your tongue or your eyes?” “My whole life I’ve been searching for someone willing to endure my torture… Evidently I got impatient.” “You have something I want. Give it to me and I will let you go. It’s that simple.” “Why I’m doing this to you? There is no why… I just like it.” “Don’t cry, darling, I’m still your best friend. This doesn’t change anything.” “Please don’t panic, it’s just a small knife.” “Shut up– SHUT UP! I can’t think with all your screaming!” “You’re dying. Oh my god, you’re dying! That wasn’t supposed to happen!” “If you don’t tell me what’s been happening to you, you leave me no choice but to leave you.” “Why won’t you talk to me about what happened? You’ve had the same blank look in your eyes for weeks.” “Where did that scar come from? You didn’t have that before the holiday, did you?” “I want you to take this knife and make a nice, long cut in your own skin.” “Beg for your life, if you want it. I will spare you if your pleads satisfy me.” “I don’t know whether I’m going to kill you or not. You think I have that much self-control? Ha! You’re cute.” “Tell me what you know and the pain will stop, I promise.”

[gembroni]

can you draw female hawke flirting with fenris? it'd be much appreciated :3

I don’t know if you wanted it to be serious but I cannot, in good conscience, draw Hawke flirting in a way that isn’t horribly offensive.

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“....what?”

He doesn’t mean to sound quite as volatile, for once, but the lyrium in his skin has been throbbing. He runs a clawed gauntlet through silver strands, eyes closing as he heaves a sigh. He doesn’t even know who it was that’s invaded his personal space; he could at least start out on a more pleasant note.

“....did you need something?” He manages to sound at least somewhat more patient this time, although the rigid set of every line in his frame suggests he is feeling anything but. He listens to the ambient noise of Kirkwall’s Hightown, waiting for the inevitable quip from Varric, and scowls when it doesn’t come.

...that’s right, they were gone. Just like that. Hawke into hiding, Varric into the bustle of Kirkwall, Aveline to her position in the guard...

...and him, alone. As he’d always felt.

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lyriumchains -- fugitiivus

[[It’s....acceptable now at least. Guess I should get started!