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Blog change!

So I've decided to make Lucy my central muse because having a holding blog was annoying. I turned Lucy's original account into an archive for his threads and changed the facesodragons blog into his URL. It won't fuck up taggings or URL or anything. Just recognize the change~

You guys are lovely.

#ooc

shenanigavins

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The person I blogged this from deserves to have a great day

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✧ ~ kirkwallbirdofprey HEY HEY HEY

THE TRIM MUSCLE OF LUCY’S TORSO GLEAMS IN THE AFTERNOON SUN AS HE RUNS FOR HIS LIFE THROUGH A CASTLE. HE PISSED OFF THE WRONG PERSON, PUT HIS DICK IN THE WRONG ORIFICE AND BANG, BOOM, SUDDENLY AN INTENSE NAKED CHASE ACROSS A COURTYARD.

WILL HE SURVIVE? FIND OUT IN NEXT WEEK’S SERIAL; A COCK FULL OF DOOM.

#WHAT EVEN ARE YOU OH MY GOD #dead #truthshaper

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Pick an age or point in time, and ask a question. The character will respond as that age.

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VIOLET IS A CUTIE PATOOTIE, PASS IT ON

#HOLLA

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WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU THIS IS SO FUCKED UP I L OVE IT

sharing sad headcanons with friends (via sometimenever)

#morefirethanthesun #bloodydeeproads

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[Modern uni AU: text] Skip your next class. ~ kirkwallbirdofprey

[text]: What?

[text]: Why?

[text]: I have a Biology quiz, I can’t skip.

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[text]: My chemistry class was canceled and I want to play with you in the empty lab. Get down here.

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[long pause]

[text]: …okay

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[text]: Oh, you are so whipped, my dear.

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[text]: I’m not whipped.

[text]: I’m a whore.

[text]: There’s a difference.

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[text]: Enlighten me.

#morefirethanthesun

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(whispers pretty loudly tbh Julia is perfect Varric, all day, every day and an absolute joy to talk with the cutest lil nugget ever so if you’re not following her then idk what you’re doing) truthshaper

#true story bro

marshyymom

Reblog if your Muse has a dark side.

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#he is mostly dark side with fused light side in the dark

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reblog if you're an asshole

#*cat walks out of here*

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[Technically Lucian could heal himself with his blood magic, but... well, with a wound this severe, considering how blood magic sucked life out of him, he imagined it would do more harm than good. So, instead, he found his way to Anders, prepared for a good amount of berating as he clutched the still-bleeding wound in his side. He pounded against the door, struggling to breath.] /Anders/. ~ kirkwallbirdofprey

Anders barely avoided knocking the ink pot over when something slammed against his door, quill jerking from the glass and leaving a fresh splatter of black across his ink-stained desk. He dropped the quill against the roughly drafted manuscript he’d started, yanking his quilted outer robe from the back of his chair as he stood.

The moment he heard Lucian’s voice, however, he dropped the robe, all pretenses of getting fully dressed before answering the visitor forgotten. He raced over to the heavy wooden door, yanking the bolts back with trembling fingers and swinging the door inwards.

He sucked in a sharp breath at the sight of the Champion in obvious distress, blood dripping down his side. A part of him was frightened by the prospect that someone had bested Lucian, or at least gotten close enough to harm him, but the rest of him was thankfully lucid enough to click over into healer mode. He reached for the other man and steadied him, ushering him into the clinic and slamming the door shut behind him.

"On the table, now," he commanded, helping the other mage over to the nearest examination table. He helped him up onto it, only pausing long enough to cast a fire spell in the nearest lantern to give him enough light to work with.

"What happened?" The question was simple, but his tone commanded an answer more than it requested. An unspoken threat seemed to thrum against the underside his words. Tell me who harmed you so I might kill them myself.

He worked to uncover the wound, undoing and pulling fabric away so he might access it fully. Healing magic prickled at the tips of his fingers, setting his hands aglow and spreading until he could place his palms over the wound and seal it.

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Lucian readily recognized his lack of skill in the area of healing and heeded to Anders' skill in the matter, obediently letting himself be placed onto the table. He stiffened, trying not to express too much pain, his expression folding into brief anger in restraint. He took short breaths until the sharp pain of shifting the torn skin faded. Anders didn't need a resistant patient, nor did he need the anger Lucian could sense readily beneath the healer's tone. So, he refrained from answering and instead laid back onto his elbows, watching Anders' blue hands hover over his body, cleansing the wound of ailments and dirty blood as it gradually grew a fresh patch of skin.

"A man."

Slowly, slowly, the pain faded to stark numbness as the deepest wounds were healed and Anders moved onto the superficial, by which time a sheen of sweat appeared obviously across the blond's forehead. Lucian caught Anders' slightly shaky hand to halt his practice, waiting until he captured his soft eyes. The brunette stared a moment, a stern, intense, vaguely comforting gaze beneath his tight grip. "Desist," he said quietly, his thumb running slowly across the back of Anders' fingers. The worst was gone and Lucian would not die from bruises and shallow cuts. Their repair was not worth the extreme depletion of Anders' mana.

"A man of little consequence whose corpse now feeds the buzzards," Lucian answered reassuringly. Still, the corners of his lips twitched upward slightly at the underlying threat to the healer's words. Anders was a gentle peace-bringer, but no revolutionary was harmless. Lucian knew well the harm Anders could bring, especially when angered. Lucian never underestimated his companion.

"Calm your anger."

#morefirethanthesun

SO a couple of us in the DARP lounge are going to have a modern au college night and everyone should come and play

#ooc