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I’m just having a lot of feelings about Micah right now okay the fact that she makes the decision to amputate yes she’s not the one to suggest it but she says ‘yes lets do it’

she makes the decision to try and live if this had happens two years ago before Coreypheus was defeated, she wouldn’t have been able to make that decision herself, and she would have felt angry and betrayed by whoever Did make that choice, afterwards, like she would have said ‘No find another way’ and then she wakes up and her hand/wrist/arm is gone, and its such a personal violation

But she makes the choice.

She says ‘Get the healer and the hacksaw and the poppy, we’re taking this off now’.

She grows so much.

#;;headcanon #even if it doesn't happen in the dlc #it still happens #I'm invested in Micah losing a limb

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Terrible Choice #2

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fuckingtrevelyan:

In which the Inquisitor makes a choice that isn’t really a choice after all

Her vision sputters in bursts of white and a sickly, horrifying green, and the Inquisitor is terrified to ask for a mirror, or to ask Bull how bad she looks. She can see it reflected in the barely disguised horror on his face that he attempts to twist into a comforting smirk when he catches her watching him. It just looks like a grimace.

The pain recedes for a moment and she groans, blinking slowly as the room comes back into focus and the searing pain radiating from her left hand ebbs into a sharp ache. Bull is right there, one hand on her back to steady her, the other settling on top of her right, pulling it into his.

“ Kadan-” He starts, and she realizes that throughout the wave of pain, she had dug the nails of her good hand into her wrist, hard enough to draw blood. She can’t feel it, but waveringly she looks down at her hand, and sees the blood under her fingernails, which makes her want to vomit at the sight of it.

She snorts, a weak and deathly sound. Wouldn’t be the first time today.

“ I’m fine, Bull-”

“Don’t give me that shit, Boss.” He still hasn’t let go of her hand, dwarfing it in his massive palm. He’s clinging tight enough to hurt, but she doesn’t say anything, just smiles weakly and scoots over, so she can rest against Bull’s chest.

“ You’re going to be fine, but you don’t have to be yet. Don’t lie for me.”

She exhales a breath of relief.

“ The healer is on her way, right?” Her voice cracks and she squeezes her eyes shut against the tears burning at the corners. The strength that she had summoned earlier, to rally their troops, to bring hope to her friends and allies was gone. Here in this room, with just her and Bull and the ancient mage snaking its way up her arm, she could stop pretending that she wasn’t scared.

Of the magic threatening to kill her.

Of what her only option was to survive this.

“ She’s here.”

Dorian’s almost musical tone is subdued now, worried, and she looks up, head wobbling like a newborn filly taking to its feet for the first time. Her vision dances, but she can see him, and behind him standing on the threshold, Skyhold’s healer.

Dorian steps in and Bull shifts on the bed, but doesn’t let her go. She can feel him tense up as the room is once again filled with people who weren’t the two of them, and she squeezes his hand in reassurance.

“ I’ve never been as happy to see you as I am now, Mags.” She murmurs, looking away when she sees the crate in the other woman’s arms; all she can see is the rim of a bucket and a handle, but she knows exactly what it is, and even though this was her decision, it still makes her nauseous to think about.

She looks at her lap and Bull’s, anywhere but towards the sounds of Magdalen setting up the tools of her trade.

“ You’re never excited to see me, Inquisitor. I doubt today would be any different.”

“ As long as you brought the good herbs, I’ll be as happy as anyone could be, about to-”

She stops, everything she hadn’t said choking in her throat. The silence is palpable, and she feels the whole room watching her.

After too many painful moments, Magdalen clears her throat and steps forward, holding an uncorked vial in front of her. “ I brought a draft of poppy and elfroot, Inquisitor. You won’t-you won’t feel a thing, I promise.”

The tension abates and the Inquisitor nods mutely, wrapping shaking fingers around the neck of the bottle. It shakes violently in her hand and Bull makes a noise, reaching up to steady her hand, but she waves him off.

“ I’ve got it.” She snaps, and regrets it immediately. She shoots him an apologetic look before looking back to Magdalen. “ Thank you. I- for everything. If this doesn’t work…”

“ It will.”

“ Right. Alright, well- bottoms up, I guess.” And she brings the mouth of the vial to her lips, upturning it and draining the contents in one quick swig. A rush of warmth spread through her and she gave Dorian and Magdalen a small smile before looking up at Bull, darkness already pulling her down.

“ Don’t let her chop off the wrong arm, Bull- I’ll know.”

And then everything went dark.

#my writing #reblogging from my personal #trespasser dlc #what if

aseaofquotes

Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer

#;;herald #musings #You're The Worst Queue Ever

so no matter what happens in ‘Trespasser’ I think Micah’s going to lose part of her left arm. Either the whole thing or up to her elbow, at least. Because it’s the only way to save her life, and then the woman who has relied on her aim, her arm for years, as the only thing that that set her apart from her family, that was her means for freedom, has lost it all, because of the magic she never wanted.

#;;headcanon #trespasser dlc spoilers #is the dlc part of the reason I got muse again #mayhaps

[[ okay so I disappeared again, and I’m sorry about that- I had a shitty week. Well I’ve had a shitty couple of weeks. I’ll probably talk more about it on my personal at some point, but suffice to say, I’m looking into getting into counseling. I want to come back to this blog because its a good stress relief and I’ve missed the community the time I’ve been gone, so I’m going to try.

If you’d like to plot, shoot me an ask! if you’d like a short starter, I’ll be posting a starter call in a few minutes!

also I want to talk about Trespasser with people so if anyone wants to discuss it I am game]]

#;;update #;;outofarrows #I'm not dead I promise

freehawke:

luckyupshot.

“ All confrontations with children are unfortunate, in my opinion. So yes, I have.”

❝ what? ALL KIDS? —– you know, you were a kid once. ❞

“ Yes, all kids. They’re messy and unpredictable and touch EVERYTHING- I’m not one anymore, so I don’t see how that has anything to do with this conversation.”

#freehawke #rp #ic #and Micah is just like #idk how to handle kids and their messy hands get them a 100 feet away from me and my books

nooneexpectsthememe-quisition

Cole says some pretty interesting things about your companions throughout Inquisition. Send me something you think he would say about my muse.

freehawke:

luckyupshot.

“ If I ever say that I want children, hit me, because I’m obviously delusional.”

❝ why? have you had an u n f o r t u n a t e confrontation with a child recently?? ❞

“ All confrontations with children are unfortunate, in my opinion. So yes, I have.”

#freehawke #rp #ic #[v;main]#[of course it is!]

extevinter:

luckyupshot:

“ What, no-” Ready to vehemently correct him, she stopped at the sigh of a sly smile curling the magister’s lips upward at the corners and her eyes narrowed, hands going to rest on her slight hips. “ You’re ridiculous.”

MIcah turned from him, a smile of her own turning her mouth upwards at his guesses. All of them were much more accurate than perhaps even he knew.

“ I just need a break from it all, that’s all. Problems, responsibilities, the fans and the letters and especially Josephine. And Cullen and Leiliana. And Cassandra. Basically anyone who could ask for my opinion on big, important decisions that I am not ready to make just yet.”

“The allures of leadership never appealed to me, either—what with thousands of soldiers subject to your every beck and call; the foreign dignitaries groveling at your toes; not to mention all those extravagant soirées… I can’t imagine such torture.”

He strolls forward. A smile holds his expression, and he skims a hand over her arm in a warm gesture as he walks past.

“I kid. If you’re looking for advice, I say there’s no point in mulling yourself to death over such decisions, at least not now. As I recall, ‘leap first, think later’ is the Inquisition’s mantra. It’s worked well so far, you’ll note.”

Despite Micah’s own misgivings and general hesitation, she couldn’t stop herself from smiling at the mage’s sarcasm. “Oh yes, the parties are the absolute worst of all.” She commented, moving to cross her arms across her chest as she looked up at him and cocked a brow. “ Dancing with all of those dignitaries, getting my toe stepped on- it’s a hard life.”

“ Her smile softened as she felt Dorian’s hand’s on her arm and she nodded.

“ I just worry-” Micah stopped, letting out a breath. “You’re right. The Inquisition has gotten by so far. I shouldn’t feel guilt over trying to take a break.” She looked up at Dorian, before asking slyly, “ I take it the only thing you’re hiding from right now is hard work?”

#extevinter #rp #ic #[v;main]

invademyinbox

Anonymously ask my character a question you'd never ask them to their face.

“ If I ever say that I want children, hit me, because I’m obviously delusional.”

#ic #rp #open #starter #open to anyone #even if we've never interacted before

Pretty Good Year, Cloud On My Tongue

Under the Headcanons Meme

Pretty Good Year - Something your muse feels sorry for themselves about

Getting into this whole mess in the first place tbh‘why me I’m no good at this why me’

For quite awhile she’s very down about it, and feels sorry for herself for suddenly have this responsibility that she never wanted. The feeling sorry for herself part fades pretty quickly, but it takes years for her guilt over all of this to go away.

Cloud On My Tongue - Someone no longer in your muse’s life who still affects them

Her ex-fiancee. She hasn’t seen him in years, but the effect he (or at least his place in her life) had is still felt. He’s the reason she feels like she can’t be a good leader, and so she will always remember her inabilty to tie herself down to him as a reminder of her failure, at least in her mind.

Another thing it takes her years to get over.

#ask meme #;;headcanon #justabaker #questions

Baker Baker

Under the Headcanons Meme Baker Baker - Someone your muse pushed away, or vice versa

Just about everyone who tried to get close to her during the four year period between her runing away from home and showing up at the conclave. She pushed away everyone who might have been able to help her, before she ran away, letting most of them think that she was dead for that time. She pushes away just about everyone who tries to get to know her during the time that she’s ‘dead’, and then when her family discovers that she’s alive after the conclave,

she tries to push them away again, out of shame and not knowing how to handle it.

They don’t let her. She’s cornered in the Haven Chantry’s library by her mother and cousin, and then later that night in the barn by her mentor. Theres a lot of yelling, tears and then hugs.

#ask meme #;;headcanon #withswordandquill #questions

The Waitress

Under the Headcanons Meme The Waitress - A time your muse wanted to kill someone

The first time she probably wanted to kill someone would have been during ‘In Hushed Whispers’, after seeing what Alexius had done to her friends and allies in her ‘absence’. Nothing before in her life had been dire enough to warrant her wanting to kill someone. Now, she’s had to kill people before that, but she certainly didn’t want to do it, and its a still a new concept to her at that point.

She doesn’t end up killing him. She loses her temper on the mages instead, and then has plenty of time to rethink her anger, so by the time she is given the power to punish Alexius, she uses it to enlist his help, instead.

#ask meme #;;headcanon #irohthesecond #questions

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MUN-DAY ASKS

04:Which days/times do you get the most writing done?

Hah, well- I actually think I get the most writing done at once in the morning time? I tend to get less distracted because there’s less going on, and I’m able to do more at once. That being said, I usually can’t write in the morning because I don’t pull my laptop out at home until my dad goes outside.

09:Which writer(s) inspire you?

Um? This is a hard question. I’m inspired by a lot of different writers. Professional writers, rp writers like you and my other friends in the community... ALl of these people make me want to be a better writer.

#ask meme #withswordandquill #questions