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" For every bloody battlefield, we'll gladly raise a cup. No matter what tomorrow holds, our horns be pointing up! ”
The Bull’s Chargers got so drunk once that they spent an hour looking for Krem, with his help.
she’s a damn good archer, that’s for sure
For @justjasper Bull’s Charger’s alignment.
Originally I wasn’t sure where to put Krem, but the second time we meet him in game, he opened casks of alcohol with axes. There’s no way he doesn’t chant ‘McDonalds’ at least some of the time.
Dalish, about ready to say something snarky.
Gift for @secretbraintwin :)
Falling in love with a minor character is hard Falling in love with a minor chartacter who has a one word name that is also an elven race is torture
“It’s jast mah booooooow!”
- Dalish, probably.
scoutlace asked:
[ HAIR ]: sender slowly reaches out to catch a loose strand of the receiver’s hair and tuck it gently and securely back behind their ear, letting their touch linger afterwards. (if the receiver has short hair, then the sender reaches out and gently runs their fingers through their hair to smooth it back.)
Dalish’s lips parted slightly, her eyes fixed on Lace’s face. She didn’t think she’d be able to look away even if she wanted to. It felt nice, nicer than she’d expected considering she wasn’t necessarily fond on being touched. Slowly she raises a hand, placing it over the top of Lace’s, lips curving upwards into a smile. ❝I was starting to think you’d never make a move.❞
𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐆𝐎 👀.
okay so i got like, three books delivered this week, and in anticipation i reread another book that i had, and lads, let me tell ye, it was like quicksand. so now i have a list, some from my head, many from my wonderful friends’ heads, of prompts that basically made us all very soft or very “pleasantly scandalized rich lady from the sixties who just found out a juicy bit of goss about the new neighbor”. i hope ye like them! (DO NOT ADD TO THE LIST. I WILL MAKE A PART TWO. AND THREE. AND FOUR. MANY MANY PARTS. EVENTUALLY. )
[ HAIR ]: sender slowly reaches out to catch a loose strand of the receiver’s hair and tuck it gently and securely back behind their ear, letting their touch linger afterwards. (if the receiver has short hair, then the sender reaches out and gently runs their fingers through their hair to smooth it back.)
[ CLOSE ]: while standing remarkably close to one another, the sender is unable to stop themselves from running their gaze across the receiver’s body, lingering for a moment on their lips, before returning to initiate prolonged, intense eye contact.
[ CHIN ]: as they stand close to one another, the sender hooks a finger and tenderly lifts the receiver’s chin, tilting it up so that they can look at one another, and running a thumb across their skin lightly.
[ THUMB ]: while cupping the receiver’s cheek in their hand, the sender slowly glides their thumb across their cheekbone in a tender, sweeping caress.
[ WOUND ]: upon noticing a recent injury on the receiver’s person, the sender carefully moves closer, running a thumb (or hand) across the wound in a gentle, troubled manner.
[ INHALE ]: while standing in very close quarters to the receiver, the sender shakily inhales with desire/anticipation as they realize how intimately close they are to one another.
[ DANCE ]: when alone together (e.g. the bedroom, the kitchen, literally anywhere once they’re alone) the sender takes the receiver’s hand, and pulls them into a graceful yet intimate dance as a spontaneous act.
[ BARE ]: as they get undressed, the sender gently places a soft, tender kiss against the receiver’s bare shoulder.
[ SCAR ]: noticing a scar on the receiver’s skin, the sender tentatively stops them from covering it up, and rests a gentle, soft kiss over it.
[ FOREHEAD ]: placing a hand on the back of the receiver’s neck, the sender guides them close and rests their foreheads together.
[ PALM ]: taking the receiver’s hand, the sender brings it to their mouth, and places a tender kiss against the receiver’s palm.
[ LINGER ]: taking the receiver’s hand, the sender lifts it to their lips, and gently kisses their knuckles, lingering for a moment before withdrawing.
[ BEHIND ]: upon entering the same room as the receiver, the sender steps behind them, and winds their arms around the receiver’s waist, drawing them close against them.
[ WAIT ]: realizing the receiver is about to leave the room, the sender hastily reaches out and catches their wrist, preventing them from continuing their departure.
[ ARM ]: after holding their hand, the sender releases the receiver, but slowly glides their hand up the full length of their arm, lingering on the upper arm, then the shoulder, then resting their touch against the side of their neck.
[ HOLD ]: while close to the receiver, the sender wordlessly takes a hold of their hand, for no other purpose than to be holding it.
[ PLAY ]: while sitting together, the sender absently lifts the receiver’s hand, idly running their fingertips across the lines of their palms, mapping out every inch of their hand with slow, lazy touches.
[ GUIDE ]: in the process of guiding the receiver through a crowded place, the sender’s hand protectively grazes against the small of their back
[ TOUCH ]: while touching the receiver’s waist, the sender’s hand briefly dips beneath the hem of their shirt, skimming briefly across the bare skin of their waist.
[ CUP ]: bringing both hands up to cup the receiver’s face, the sender draws them in closer to them in order to get a better look at their face.
[ TUG ]: the sender tugs the receiver close against them by resting a hand against the small of their back, pulling them flush against their body.
[ HUSH ]: while standing close to one another and hiding from pursuers, the sender reaches up and places a finger against the receiver’s lips to prevent them from speaking and revealing their location.
[ WRAP ]: when sitting astride a horse/motorcycle/etc. together, the sender reaches back, takes the receiver’s wrists, and gently pulls their arms around the sender’s waist in an embrace designed to keep the receiver safe, despite feeling remarkably intimate.
squad goals
" For every bloody battlefield, we'll gladly raise a cup. No matter what tomorrow holds, our horns be pointing up! ”
scoutlace asked: "So? What do you think? I don’t look any wider, do I? I find I am already too wide as it is."
Dalish's smile faulters, eyesbrows shooting up as she takes a moment to let her girlfriend's words really sink in. ❝Too wide?❞ Dalish scoffs, unimpressed with what Lace had just said. ❝I think you are perfect,❞ she leans, kissing the dwarf on the nose, ❝and most definately not too wide.❞ Her smile returns, expression fond before suddenly ❝Did someone say that to you? Do I have to hurt someone? If someone said that to you I will have no hesitation in making sure they regret it.❞
kremisius asked: “I’m not the sort of person that leaves things unfinished. I’ll see this through, I promise.”
Finding the deceased dalish elf had been sad. Seeing just how little any of the locals cared simply because of his race had been devastating. He was young, not a child, but a young adult. The elf should have had a long life ahead of him, instead, he'd been murdered. Dalish had found out he'd been a magic user and that had only caused the sadness to grow. He was probably like her. Cast out upong reaching adulthood, too 'gifted' to be allowed to stay. She'd been surprised when Krem had broken away from the departing group of mercenaries, unsure of why he would even be approaching her in the first place. Had fisher forgotten to tell her something? Dalish looks up at the man, her narrowed eyes roaming over his face as she studies him. The words were more than just a little unexpected. They hadn't known each other long, weren't even friends, so why? It made no sense. ❝For what price?❞ Her tone is, perhaps unfairly, accusatory but human's don't just help the dalish for nothing. Coin, information, sex, she's been asked for all at one time or another. ❝Your Qunari not enough?❞ It's a rude and brash accusation but she doesn't trust him. They might be in the same company but that doesn't mean he has her best intrest at heart, doesn't mean he wouldn't take her out in the blink of an eye. She's seen Krem in battle, he's strong, impressive, and as much as it pains her to admit, could over power her with ease.
❝I don't need anybodies help.❞
(Originally posted by galacticrpmemes who has since deactivated. Now available again without having to reblog from private users)
ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ ᴀɢᴇ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴꜱ ꜱᴇɴᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀꜱ
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“You are called upon to submit yourself to the taint for the greater good.”
“Tis cold in my tent, all alone…”
“We have been given the gift of freedom by our forbearers. Let us not squander it.”
“Surely it has not escaped your notice that I am both armed and armored. Any fight between us would be rather one-sided.”
“Be careful what you wish for. Power is treacherous. I have seen many people–great leaders–consumed by it.”
“Nobility does not exist without obligation. We owe everything we have, even our lives, to our land and people.”
“Must we sacrifice everything good about our nation to save it?”
“There is nothing I would not do for my homeland.”
“Your fascination with glory and legends will be your undoing, _____. We must attend to reality.”
“Please, I have done… so much wrong. Allow me to do one last thing right.”
“That’s what I’m here for. To deliver unpleasant news and witty one-liners.”
“Nothing like a brush with death to make you… not like death much.”
“Just so you know, if the king ever asks me to put on a dress and dance the Remigold, I’m drawing the line.“
“Now that the warm and fuzzy part of the day is over we can get back to the ritual dismemberments. Oh wait, it’s not Tuesday is it?”
“Have you ever licked a lamp post in winter?”
“What? Lead? Me? No, no, no. No leading. Bad things happen when I lead. We get lost, people die, and the next thing you know I’m stranded somewhere without any pants.”
“Watch as I thrash our enemies with the mighty power of floral arrangements!“
“You’re the first woman/man/person I’ve ever spent the night with, and if I have my way you’ll be the last.“
“I love stories far too much to keep them to myself. Everyone should benefit from them, I think.”
“Oh, this looks fun! I bet we’ll have to work together and join hands and sing a happy song to get across!”
“The only way out of this game is to kill or be killed.”
“Change is coming to the world. Many fear change and will fight it with every fiber of their being. But sometimes, change is what they need the most. Sometimes, change is what sets them free.”
“You look upon the world around you and you think you know it well. I have smelled it as a wolf, listened as a cat, prowled shadows that you never dreamed existed.”
“Men are always willing to believe two things about a woman: one, that she is weak, and two, that she finds him attractive.”
“Now we threaten priests? How fun!”
“Some doors should never be re-opened.“
“’Tis a curious thing. I do not know how else to describe it.”
“If you’ve ever heard of me before, it’s probably all been about how I piss ale and murder little boys who look at me wrong. And that’s mostly true…”
“Misery, vomit and malt liquor. Ah, reminds me of home.”
“By the tits of my ancestors!”
“Shave my back and call me en elf!”
“I wish people wanted to share me more often. Especially the ladies. I want more ladies to share me.”
“Aye. I’ve tried twenty-seven different types of ale and learned I’m just the right height to give a human girl a good time. That doesn’t make me a good man.”
“I wonder what it is like to float…or drown.”
“Oooh, Shiny!”
“Now, let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?”
“So? What does it think? I don’t look any wider, do I? I find I am already too wide as it is.“
“Either you have an enviable memory, or a pitiable life, to know nothing of regret.”
“I am a simple creature. I like swords, I follow orders. What else is there to be puzzled by?”
“Happiness is fragile. Nothing can be built upon it that will last. Only duty endures.”
“Where is the cake? I was told there would be cake. The cake is a lie.”
“To be fooled by the world is unfortunate: By oneself, is deadly.”
“The enemy waits. Shall we grant him the death he asks of us?”
“I will not lie motionless in a bed with coverlets up to my chin, waiting for death to claim me.”
“I’m not the sort of person that leaves things unfinished. I’ll see this through, I promise.”
“You’d think one would find a less perilous place to explore.”
“People fear, not death, but having life taken from them. Many waste the life given to them, occupying themselves with things that do not matter. When the end comes, they say they did not have time enough to spend with loved ones, to fulfill dreams, to go on adventures they only talked about… But why should you fear death if you are happy with the life you have led, if you can look back on everything and say, ‘Yes, I am content. It is enough.’”
“Now that we’re in an intimate relationship I think maybe I should tell you where babies come from.”
“Love is ultimately selfish. It demands that one be devoted to a single person, who may fully occupy one’s mind and heart, to the exclusion of all else.”
“Planning has never been my strong suit. Now, killing…killing and love-making. Killing and love-making and witty retorts. Those I am better at.”
“Can you smell that? Like rotting flesh. Just like back in the City. Now if only you could find me a prostitute or two, a bowl of fish chowder and a corrupt politician, I’d really feel like I was home!”
“We all do our share of murdering around here, don’t we?”
“You tend to get up to interesting things. You meet interesting people and then you kill them. I’m game to tag along, if you are.”
“Let’s see… when was the last time I slipped my hand into some dark hole? Hmmm… I remember. Long story, that.”
“In truth, for the chance to be by your side I would storm the Dark City itself. Never doubt it.”
“We need absolute unity to fight against the fulcrum of true evil.”
“Your father made me swear on his deathbed you would not succeed him.”
“Kings, politics…all that is transitory.”
“Good to have you along the road.”
“Something you need? I’m sure either my boy or I can help you out.”
“Are you sure I can’t interest you in this hat? A pair of earrings perhaps? A cheese knife?”
“I hope your compassion hasn’t doomed us all.“
“She’ll put us all in the pot, she will. Just you watch.”
“I am a fly in the ointment. I am a whisper in the shadows. I am also an old, old woman. More than that you need not know.”
“You are required to do nothing, least of all believe. Shut one’s eyes tight or open one’s arms wide, either way, one’s a fool.”
“Be always aware… or is it oblivious? I can never remember.”
“Men’s hearts hold shadows darker than any tainted creature.”
“Weeks of scant food and water, the torture… oh, I’ve never felt better!“
“We should seize moments of levity, especially in troubled times.”
“Ah, I’m sure we’ll be at each other’s throats again in no time.”
“There is no glory in this!”
“I’m not a coward, but this is foolish and reckless. We should go back.”
“They’ll take everything that I am from me– my dreams, hopes, fears… My love for you. All gone…”
“Am I not allowed to have regrets?”
“I have known pain and love, hope and fear, all the joy that is life. Yet of all things I desire nothing more than an end.”
“I prefer to be known as a just and compassionate king. ‘Strong’ too often comes to mean ‘tyrannical’.”
“Maker spit on you… I deserved… more…”
“Well, well. You little spitfire. All grown up and still playing the man.”
“Be firm in your beliefs, protect people from their own ignorance, and be as loyal as you can to your brothers, even knowing that you’ll share their deaths.”
“Nothing you have done has prepared you for what you face now.”
“Oh…you mean, am I married? I…no. No, I’ve never had the pleasure. If I did, I’d be lucky to find a woman as lovely as yourself.”
“My retribution is eternal, spirit, as is my pain. This is justice, no more.”
“You, you seem like a smart sort.“
“I’ve got a job and you’re helping me.”
“Booze an’ adventure sounds about right!“
“Whoa, dizzy for a moment there… how’d I get here?“
"You should learn your place. Meek, subservient, quiet.”
“You’re a light in this dark place.”
“Girl, you are wonderful. Thank you.”
“Take my advice friend: stay away from Storytellers, never know what they’ll say…”
“Some of us don’t match the bard-spy fetish. Like me, pretending I know the lute.”
“We are always in battle. It is only that some of us do not always realize it.”
“Do you ever wish you could have the freedom to piss anywhere you wanted without being stared at?”
“Phew! Am I bleeding? Oh look, a rip in my clothes.”
“I’m not going to die am I!?”
“Why is everything so complicated!?”
“We’re alive!”
“_____, your pet is lecturing me again.”
“As a girl, I broke the fingers of those that poked me needlessly. Just saying.”
“I have a good feeling about this.”
“Come on–no time to waste.”
𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄’𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 ! go here and pick out a font which resembles your muse’s handwriting the closest. ❤️
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