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Since probably a lot of people are probably gonna fuck off of Tumblr, have a disco drop Mutuals can add me, if you give me your name and/or blog when you do so. Nyare#4915

#OOC; Out of crows

defiantsuggestion

Wear your scars proudly. Whatever tried to kill you failed.

#Violence isn't the answer but I'm not good at math; musing #The queue or the Qun

txmari

I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you,

I’m sorry that I survived,

And if I could go back in time

You never would have died

#A smile sweeter than honey steeped in sunlight; Kadan #Violence isn't the answer but I'm not good at math; musing

super8angel

i refuse to let my suffering make me cruel.

#The queue or the Qun #Violence isn't the answer but I'm not good at math; musing

alcedxnium-deactivated20190731

“dead people need us to remember them, even if it eats us, even if all we can do is say i’m sorry until it is as meaningless as air.”

— Time Travelers Wife (via talesoftruth)

#A smile sweeter than honey steeped in sunlight; Kadan #Violence isn't the answer but I'm not good at math; musing #The queue or the Qun

abracafockyou-archived

“You know my sister sure has changed a lot since she became a vegetarian.

“It’s like I’ve never seen herbivore.”

jadedknives

“Sounds to me like a big missed steak, on her part.”

#[[ p u n s ]]#abracafockyou #Flippant words and taunting smiles; Banter

sagamemes

crucial muse development questions. send a number in my inbox to find out more about my character as a person ( because often, the most important things about character development have nothing to do with their shoe size or netflix queue ).

what would completely break your character?

what was the best thing in your character’s life?

what was the worst thing in your character’s life?

what seemingly insignificant memories stuck with your character?

does your character work so they can support their hobbies or use their hobbies as a way of filling up the time they aren’t working?

what is your character reluctant to tell people?

how does your character feel about sex?

how many friends does your character have?

how many friends does your character want?

what would your character make a scene in public about?

for what would your character give their life?

what are your character’s major flaws?

what does your character pretend or try to care about?

how does the image your character tries to project differ from the image they actually project?

what is your character afraid of?

#[[ eyes emoji ]]#Til' the crows come home: ask meme

intense-suggestion

You’ve seen your world in ashes, been tied down and hopeless, you’ve been there and you’ve seen it all. And still, you persisted. Doesn’t that say something about you?

#violence isn't the answer but i'm not good at math; musing #The queue or the Qun

skyheld

@jadedknives plotted a starter!

“ They must require an impressive amount of control, no? “

Veteran of over two dozen dragon battles, Ameridan knows perhaps too well their ferocity. Unlike giants, they do not attack only if they feel threatened, and unlike their wyvern cousins, will continue to hunt a foe even if it tries to retreat. They’re intelligent, he’s sure of that, and there’s nothing evil in them — they’re animals, not demons or darkspawn capable of feeling malice. But there is no denying that they are, by their nature, extremely aggressive. He can understand perfectly the desire to tame and even ride a dragon; but to not reconsider that once close enough to actually try is astounding.

He laughs, conscious that he must seem like an over-eager child gaping at a magic trick— “ I suppose I shouldn’t assume you know all about them, it must be rare even among your people, but it — I never heard of anyone managing to capture a dragon alive, much less ride it. “

jadedknives

In his years lying about the Qun to curious bas, he’s never managed to pull this one of quite so... spectacularly. If he had to guess it’s only because Ameridan lended more faith in Ash than he’s usually given. It almost makes him feel guilty. Almost. But not quite.

Instead he laughs, a chuckle to match the elves astonished curiosity. “True, it’s not often the Tama find Qunari able to handle a dragon. Even younger dragons are particularly hard to control, and one mistake to many you’re likely to end as a meal, not a rider.” His smile twitches, daring threaten the cover of his lie, as he continues. “I’ve heard it’s worth it, for all the pain and effort. The freedom of flying on the back of an ataashi is unparalleled.”

#aniente #Verse; Main #[[ seven months later i come crawling back on tumblr with my leg sticking high in the air ]]#[[ if u lost muse thats cool ]]

I cleared out my inbox, save for a few that I already had answers in progress, I'm gonna try to work on drafts over the next couple of days, and then,,,, maybe I'll,,,, make this an active blog again bc boy,,,, I miss my man ash

#{{ i infodumped abkut him to a friend the other day and it just reminded me}}#{{ of how much i fucking love him }}#{{ and how i miss him }}#OOC; out of crows

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#hewwooooooooooo #{{ do i have a muse? no nnot rly. but i wanna b here anyways. }}#{{ reaches my hand out: i wanna be... where the people are.... i wanna rp.... with my fwiends...}}#OOC; Out of crows

Semi-hiatus

Hi I'm sorry I'm like 0 muse and high-key anxious about how dead this blog has been so I'm gonna officially announce another hiatus. I'll still probably pop in now and then to reply to threads, but you can expect my activity in general to be a lot lower. I'm rly sorry ;-; I have a kinkmeme I have to run mostly by myself and a full time job and honestly writing is the Most Difficult hobby I have ever had.

#(( I'm really sorry about the silence too hijhjk ))#OOC; Out of crows #(( anyones free to message me on tumblr or ask for mt discord tho!!!! i still luv ash and wanna chat w friends ))#{{ but wow rp that sure is a difficult one. }}

Smthn I was thinking about regarding Ash vs The Average Citizen Who's Scared Of Mages Bc the rest of the world sees a mage w raw destructive power and thinks they're unstoppable, where Ash sees a mage with raw destructive power, and sees all the weaknesses along with it.

#OOC; Out of crows #meta #These truths will stay between me and you; canon

jadedknives

Whatever u do don’t take Ash to the Hissing Wastes bc he will take off his shirt and he won’t listen to anyone telling him it’s not the same as any other guy going around shirtless

jadedknives

#{{ i want the shirtlesa meta on my blog outside the tags }}#{{ dont mind me }}#{{ fr tho i think nudity in qunari culture would be really desexualized }}#{{ and ash wouldnt fucking get whats the big deal about walking around only half clothed }}#{{ low libido boy just wanna be comfortable }}#OOC; Out of crows

Whatever u do don't take Ash to the Hissing Wastes bc he will take off his shirt and he won't listen to anyone telling him it's not the same as any other guy going around shirtless

#{{ ash voice: get over yourself theyre just tits }}#{{ ''its not MY problem if you think I'm attractive'' }}#ooc; out of crows #{{ imo i think the qunari would be pretty comfortable working without shirts regardless of gender }}#{{ since you just solve any libido issues with the tamassrins and the climate in par vollen is hot and humid }}#{{ not to mention they developed vitaar in place of body armor and their horns must make shirts annoying af }}#{{ big grey titties everywhere }}#{{ i dont know that women going around shirtless would be necessarily considered indecent since Thedas is a matriarch world }}#{{ but considering that a lot of fereldan and orlais is cold and covered in things and people that would kill you... }}#{{ i dont think itd be common }}

rollfordragons

Dragon Age Lore: The Qunari have deep seated rage born within in them that the Qun fights to control, this is why so many Vashoth fall to savagery, it’s an integral part of their nature that all Qunari battle every day of their lives…

Literally Everyone Who Has Ever Made An Adaar, Myself Included: Their big strong arms make them SO GOOD at huggin

#[[ mood ]]#[[ ash has more rage than he lets on ]]#[[ the reaver shit just makes it 200% worse ]]#[[ not that he'll admit that to anyone ]]#[[ who knew drinking dragons blood could have a CONSEQUENCE ]]#OOC: out of crows #The queue or the Qun

A ghost he had been seeking, and so a ghost he would find.. More or less. It wasn't often that people ventured down into Skyhold's underground library, unless they were either lost or actively seeking her out (the latter was definitely more rare). She decided to have a little fun with him. As he perused the shelves of dusty old books, after determining that there was no ghost and everyone else was crazy, she gave his shoulder a very light tap from behind. "Boo."

The fucking soldiers were at it again. Rumors upon rumors about ghosts and spirits haunting the castle that make Ash roll his eyes in exhaustion. At first it’s been funny, listening to their tales told in terrified whispers, but after a while of listening to the same story retold countless times, each more exaggerated then the last… There’s a breaking point for everyone, he supposes. This just happened to be his.

At least it had been worth it for the expressions he got when he said he’d find the spirit and get rid of it.

The underground library was eerily quiet in comparison to the rest of Skyhold, It’s unsettling to him after spending nigh on years in the busiest and loudest places he could hide in. There’s nothing to hear except his own footsteps as he walks around the desk and brushes his fingers over the old books. A ghost doesn’t live here, he decides after only a minute of searching. The books provide more interesting secrets than the layers of dust and lack of any life that he can sense.

After a while of sitting on the ground, flipping through dusty pages, he can hear light footsteps move towards him, barely louder than a whisper. A rouge of the castle come to play a trick on him? It’s amusing, so he decides to play along. Even when light fingers tap his shoulders and the soft sound of a voice plays just behind his peripheral vision, he doesn’t move. Only after he finishes scanning the page he’s on does the book snap close and he turns to look at his companion.

Now that is a little startling. No one had mentioned a qunari child that lived among the Inquisition. Not that he’s heard of, at least, and it’s rare he misses details like this. Confusion writes itself in the lilt of his voice and the pull of his lips at he speaks. “Imekari, what are you-”

Her eyes are flower petal white with no irises to speak of, and it’s only then that he considers he might’ve been a bit to skeptical. How wonderful. All hints of emotion are lost from his voice as he stares, still processing. “The ghost is real. You’re the ghost, and I’m the fool.”

#[[ ash voice: this is what i get for mocking the bas in qunlat ]]#couldntbcloved #Letters for an assassin; ask #[[ forgive him for being rude hes never met a spirit before ]]

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