Mage Friendly Templar

"Not all Templars are to be feared.." ((Independant RP/Ask Blog for a Dragon Age OC)) M!A: Not yet accepting (No duration M!A's last 1 hour) (Multi-Verse, Multi Ship Blog. Please read rules and about before interacting.) (Tracking tag is magesympathiser) (Triggers and NSFW will happen and will be tagged accordingly.)

[magesympathiser]

HOLY DRESSES OF ANDRASTE!! I actually got into Liam’s blog! WOOO!!! XD My darling skittish templar is back!! YAY! Not sure how active he’ll be but he’s here at least~

[magesympathiser]

Templar Facts

On top of the glow that intensifies when he ingests lyrium, Liam’s eyes tend to glow more or less depending on his mood. Such as glowing intensely when angry or being very dim and dull when sad or depressed.

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Send ▲ if you’d ship our characters romantically together.

Send ▼ if you’d ship our characters sexually together.

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Send ◄ if you’d ship our characters in all of the above ways.

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☛ GET INSIDE YOUR CHARACTER'S HEAD! aka The Excessively Detailed Headcanon Meme

Ask a question, any question! Because I have nothing better to do than to answer your questions. ... No, really. I don't. D:

1: What does their bedroom look like?

2: Do they have any daily rituals?

3: Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do? How often?

4: What would they do if they needed to make dinner but the kitchen was busy?

5: Cleanliness habits (personal, workspace, etc.)

6: Eating habits and sample daily menu

7: Favorite way to waste time and feelings surrounding wasting time

8: Favorite indulgence and feelings surrounding indulging

9: Makeup?

10: Neuroses? Do they recognize them as such?

11: Intellectual pursuits?

12: Favorite book genre?

13: Sexual Orientation? And, regardless of own orientation, thoughts on sexual orientation in general?

14: Physical abnormalities? (Both visible and not, including injuries/disabilities, long-term illnesses, food-intolerances, etc.)

15: Biggest and smallest short term goal?

16: Biggest and smallest long term goal?

17: Preferred mode of dress and rituals surrounding dress

18: Favorite beverage?

19: What do they think about before falling asleep at night?

20: Childhood illnesses? Any interesting stories behind them?

21: Turn-ons? Turn-offs?

22: Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?

23: How organized are they? How does this organization/disorganization manifest in their everyday life?

24: Is there one subject of study that they excel at? Or do they even care about intellectual pursuits at all?

25: How do they see themselves 5 years from today?

26: Do they have any plans for the future? Any contingency plans if things don’t workout?

27: What is their biggest regret?

28: Who do they see as their best friend? Their worst enemy?

29: Reaction to sudden extrapersonal disaster (eg The house is on fire! What do they do?)

30: Reaction to sudden intrapersonal disaster (eg close family member suddenly dies)

31: Most prized possession?

32: Thoughts on material possessions in general?

33: Concept of home and family?

34: Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person, or are they prone to ‘TMI’?)

35: What activities do they enjoy, but consider to be a waste of time?

36: What makes them feel guilty?

37: Are they more analytical or more emotional in their decision-making?

38: What recharges them when they’re feeling drained?

39: Would you say that they have a superiority-complex? Inferiority-complex? Neither?

40: How misanthropic are they?

41: Hobbies?

42: How far did they get in formal education? What are their views on formal education vs self-education?

43: Religion?

44: Superstitions or views on the occult?

45: Do they express their thoughts through words or deeds?

46: If they were to fall in love, who (or what) is their ideal?

47: How do they express love?

48: If this person were to get into a fist fight, what is their fighting style like?

49: Is this person afraid of dying? Why or why not?

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Reblog if you don't mind RPing ships without smut

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Reblog if you're okay with other characters developing crushes on your characters.

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Just to let people know that you will not be upset or uncomfortable if their characters do develop crushes and act/make advances to your characters! Also if you’re okay with certain characters but not others than please specify!  (◡‿◡)

[hidinginhumor]

The distinct cling of plate metal made Neil freeze for a moment. He told himself there was no need to panic yet. The guy could just be a city guard. But as Neil got up to his hands and knees, the flaming sword emblem stared him right in the face. Shit. He would run into a bloody Templar! Thankfully, Hawke had neglected to bring his staff with him on this little outing, so there wasn’t anything to show he was an apostate. Except for the spell book the Templar was just about to pick up. Hoping to distract him, Neil quickly spoke up, “No, no! It’s entirely my fault. I shouldn’t have been attempting to carry so much. My mistake, messere.” As long as he didn’t look at the cover, he’d be okay.

[magesympathiser]

Liam's hand froze over the book when the man said no in such a way. He pulled his hand back as if it had been burned and bowed his head ever so slightly. "Agree to disagree?" he asked almost timidly, a shy smile on his lips. And then his eye caught the cover. Was that a... Well shit. Without another thought he scooped up the book and offered it to the man. If he was right and this man was a mage... he wanted the man to stay out of the gallows. "...We should both be careful then." he stated. "I find that bags help a great deal when carrying many things at once. Do you need any help with these? I can delay my trip to Darktown for a little while. I'll just have to get a bigger fish for Mage before I get there as an apology for being late." And now he was babbling a little.

[magesympathiser]

End of spam~

[magesympathiser]

Mistaken Identity

[spiritscalling]

It was easy to hide her own footsteps behind the light plodding of templar boots. She had heard of some that preferred leather armor but most wore heavier plate. As if it would help if a mage was successful at a spell to shock or bind. The main issue was getting a spell past their own defenses. Oh the joy of lyrium addled minds.

But it was beside the point. Sparrow found it easy to follow the templar. Everything about him reminded her of that man in her past. But she swore he had left years ago. What if it was a ruse? Did the templar order even allow illegitimate sons, unless something was forged. If it was all faked… Sparrow found her chest clench in pain, her heart simply feeling like had stopped.

A small sound made her pause and the man bent down, nearly looking behind him. It was a small furry kitten that made the noise. Rather adorable as he continued on with a small creature tucked into the crook of his arm.

The elf continued to follow with too much intent. So much that she didn’t notice that someone had been following her. Nearly too late when she felt the hand across her mouth and the knife at her back. A muffled cry barely slipped through thick fingers. Too quickly pulled in to even try to bite and unable to cast a spell, lest she found herself tossed into the Circle and her past caught up. The thought of using magic made the potential brand across her head feel real. Thankfully the bandit slipped, allowing another cry to sound before the elf was reigned in once more.

[magesympathiser]

Liam paused hearing a sound it was muffled at first. And he was going to ignore it. But then a louder noise... a woman's cry of distress. He turned then to see where the sound came from. Normally he didn't speak out, he was a coward but something in the girl's eyes made him want to help her.

"Oi! Unhand her!" He snapped as Mage jumped down from his arms and landed lightly on the ground hissing. He took a step forward, his hand moving to draw his weapon.

[magesympathiser]

✧

✧- For a short drabble about my character trying to get your character to go to bed.

The templar walked through the halls that night. It was his turn for it after all. Catching a light of a candle, Liam moved to the open door of the Captain's office. He frowned. There was Cullen, seated in the chair with his head on the desk like he was sleeping. He knocked on the door startling the man on accident and quickly spoke up.

"S-Sorry!" he squeaked out. "Ser Cullen... I-I'm just on my rounds..." he swallowed hard fearing a reprimand. "I-I saw you here... I just thought... Maybe you'd be more comfortable in bed?" he paused then corrected himself. "...In your bed?" He looked around the room a moment before he looked at Cullen. Cullen was watching him silently. 

The timid templar swallowed and offered a nervous and frightened smile to the man at the desk. "S-Sorry to have disturbed you! I-I'll go now..." And he turned to leave wanting to finish he rounds of the gallows as quickly as he could and return to his room. He was embarrassed by his choice of words. and the blush on his cheeks showed that in great detail. It didn't help that Cullen was a very attractive man. Not that he'd EVER admit that to anyone... even himself. Nope! Not going to admit that at all! He fled the room.

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♚

♚ - For a short drabble about a dream my character has about yours.

~Liam heard Cullen’s voice. He opened his eyes to find himself back in the Tower. A scream ran through the halls. Cries of demons and blood mages. He looked up to see Cullen telling him to help the others before running off. He reached out to his friend trying to call out to him, telling him not to go. But no sound came out.

And then he was in the storage caverns, bound in web with several spiders looming over him hunger in their many many eyes. He tried to scream but his mouth was covered. He struggled. And then he saw Cullen again. Trapped in a prison of light. No! NO! There was a demon with Cullen. One that was trying to seduce him. 

A snap had drawn Liam’s attention from Cullen back to the spiders. They had mutated into demons! Or were they possessed now?! He looked back to Cullen. Their eyes locked and pure dread washed over him.~ 

Liam sprang up in bed breathing hard. He had no idea what that was. He didn’t know what had happened to Cullen in the Tower and he didn’t know what that was. He had the sudden urge to seek out the Knight-Captain but he refrained himself. He had been ordered to sleep. So instead he laid there, trembling as he gazed at the ceiling.

[magesympathiser]

fft Keran

Send me “ff+” and a character name and my character will react to finding and reading a graphic and sex-filled fanfiction of themselves and that character.

Liam found the story and read it quietly. It had started out innocent enough. After all... He liked Keran. The recruit was really nice, and he'd admit only to himself he found the man really attractive. But then the story got awkward and embarrassing. Yet he couldn't stop reading it. Footsteps sounded in the hall and he quickly stiffed the story into his other papers and hurried off to his room where he locked himself in. No one was going to find THIS story... ever...

[magesympathiser]

fft Ser Agatha

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Liam picked up the papers that had been placed on his desk and looked them over. And then he froze as he read one over. "Maker...." he squeaked and crumpled the story quickly tossing it into his trash can. He was blushing and horrified. Who would write something like that?!

[brother-sebastian-vael]

'Claimed'

3. Me for one night

"Thank you for letting me sleep here, Ser Liam." Sebastian said, smiling as he laid down besides the templar.The brother had only come to the Gallows to bring a book, Orsino had lend to Elthina. But then a heavy thunderstorm had made the passage back to Kirkwall impossible. So, he was forced to stay overnight. Fortunately, Liam has offered to share his bed with him.Said bed was only meant for one person and so narrow, that Sebastian had to press up closely to the other man in order to not accidentally fall out of it. Putting one hand comforting over the templar’s chest, he whispered apologetically: “I’m sorry if this is bothersome for you. If there is anything, I can do to make you feel more comfortable, just say the word and I shall be at your service.”

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Used to a live in service to the Chantry, Sebastian was used to rise long before sunrise and thus woke up rather early this time as well. The first thing he noticed upon waking was that he had an arm wrapped around his midst that doesn’t belong to himself. The second was the  content, even breathing close to his ear. It was a pleasant feeling, one he hadn’t have the pleasure of feeling for a very long time now. Sighing pleased, he turned in the embrace and opened his eyes still not quite awake, yet. Seeing Liam’s peaceful face, brought back the memories of the previous night and he felt a small pang of regret, as he realized that he wasn’t in fact waking  up in the arms of a lover. But he quickly dismissed that feeling with the firm resolution, with which he tended to ignore all the darker temptations, he had to struggle with every now and then.

Instead of musing over what he didn’t, couldn’t have he resigned to study the man before him. The templar looked relaxed and at peace for the very first time, ever since he had met him. Reaching up with one hand, he tenderly brushed aside the bangs, that veiled the other man’s eyes, letting his hand linger on his cheek, as if he had momentarily forgotten about it.

Letting his gaze wander downwards, he inevitably focused on the scars that started on Liam’s neck, following their descent with his eyes, until his own chest, pressed against Liam’s obscured his view.

A frown slowly formed between the Brother’s eyes. Those clearly were no scars typical for a man of the sword, or at least not the older ones. What kind of life, must have caused such a vast array of scars covering his skin like a net of old and new pain. Remembering the existence of his hand, he slowly, hesitantly moved it down along Liam’s neck, and over his collarbone, mapping the many dents in his skin with the tips of his fingers. Eventually his hand was stopped by the two man’s chests pressed together as well. So he just let it lay there pressed against the man’s sternum, feeling the slow and even thump of his heart under his palm.

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Liam slowly opened his eyes as he felt Sebastian's fingers tracing his many many scars. He wasn't sure what the man thought of them. The fact that he wasn't fighting of panic at the brother's touch was astounding to him. It was like Sebastian was able to keep him calm. And with this information he'd be much more comfortable around Sebastian. He's be able to relax and stay relaxed like he was now.

The templar moved a hand till it was placed lightly over Sebastian's. He saw the frown on the man's lips and didn't like it. "I am sorry if they disturb you." he spoke softly. This was why he always kept them covered. Because they upset people and he felt ashamed of them and his past that had caused them.

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5. A love letter

My Dearest Sebastian,

I can’t seem to get my mind off of you. I can only wish it was possible for you to know how I feel. But I can’t bring myself to come to you in person… Even though you see me every morning. And worse I can’t face the rejection if you don’t feel the same. Maker watch over you and keep you safe.

My heart is yours.

Liam ((this has been blackened in a bit of haste. But the letters can still kind of be made out if looked closely enough))

~Your secret admirer 

[brother-sebastian-vael]

Sebastian took the letter from Liam’s hands and held it gingerly while reading with a soft genuine smile on his lips. Once he had finished reading, he folded the paper carefully and put it in his lap his hands gracefully folded above it. Turning to Liam, he took on a more serious expression, though the smile never truly vanished.

"You certainly have a way of charming yourself into a man’s heart, Ser Liam. While, I feel flattered… no deeply moved by your feelings, I am unsure of what you wish from me and whether or not I will be able to give it. Considering our positions, anything beyond a chaste love would be impossible, I hope you are aware of that."

He felt unsatisfied with his own words, for they did not convey enough, how much the templar in front of him had managed to push past his own resistance, how much he had the brother wrapped around his finger, already. Still it had to be enough. Sebastian had to make sure, he did not lead the poor man on or encourage any hopeless desires.

Since he could not let his words convey, how much the other man’s affection moved his heart, he decided to let his actions speak. Slowly he lifted one hand towards Liam’s face, always making sure the man could see and predict his movements. Their first meeting still quite vivid in his memory, he had made it a habit to deal with Liam, as if he was some kind of frightened kitten and even now, even though he wished to pull the man in a warm and tight embrace, he couldn’t help but worry for what his actions might stir up.

Placing his fingers lightly against Liam’s cheek, he murmured softly: “Ye are one ay a kind, Liam. A truly unique child ay th’ Maker’s blessing.”

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Liam blushed at the words and looked to the hands in his lap. the words about a chaste love actually made him smile. That was all he really wanted. If they were never able to go any farther then that he’d be happy with just that. He turned that smile on Sebastain as he saw the other lift a hand. 

He didn’t move or flinch as Sebastian reached out to him. It was a sign of great trust. That the other had always gone out of his way to be careful with how he touched him. The fingers on his cheek, however lightly and he moved his head to allow the palm of Sebastian’s hand to press against his cheek. He watched him quietly while smiling at him.

He lifted a hand and covered the on on his cheek, holding it there. “I don’t expect anything other then a chaste love, Sebastian.” he stated softly, dropping the formalities for the moment. He wanted to make sure that the brother understood. “With my past, Any kind of a relationship other then chaste.” He nuzzled Sebastian’s hand lightly.

"I'm only blessed because I met you." he murmured softly.

[magesympathiser]

claimed

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13. A kitten

So apparently Mage had a bunch of siblings. The kitten had refused to let him pick her up and instead lead him to her mother. The mother was very friendly and he couldn’t help but coo over the litter. One of Mage’s siblings hobbled over to him. It was the runt of the litter. The stripe pattern on its back looked like an arrow. He knew the kittens were off of their mother’s milk and none of the felines gave him a second look when he picked up the kitten and headed towards Hightown.

He slipped into the chantry as silently as he could and moved over to Sebastian and offered him the small bundle of fur. The kitten purred at the chantry brother. “Mage is finding homes for all of her siblings. I saw this one and thought of you.” he murmured softly, and was thankful the chantry was practically empty.

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Sebastian couldn’t help but laugh at Liam’s enthusiasm. The man sure had a way to light one’s day.

"Awrait. Let’s make a first stop at th’ pottery, then. To see if they have any dishes suited fur th’ needs ay a kitten."

He left the Chantry, while he spoke. Already looking forward to an afternoon at the market with Liam, he couldn’t help the pleased smile enlightening his face.

[magesympathiser]

Liam followed rather happily behind the brother. He was happy that Archer now had a home and that Sebastian liked him. He'd make sure that he brought treats to both Sebastian and Archer each time he saw them.

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Breakdown in the Chantry

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Sebastian gave one final nod, satisfied with the plan they came up with. He rose to move over to his desk, opening a small hidden case, layed into the middle of the desk and pulled out a white leather-purse. The purse was a true work of art with beautiful folden embroidery and probably worth a fortune in itself, but what really mattered was the amount of golden coins within. He counted five of them into his handand put the purse back to were it belonged.

Handing the money to Liam, he helped him up and lead him to the door. "There, those should be enough to provide you with an appropriate armor. Just don’t let the dwarf know, you have the money right away, or he’ll charge you twice as much as his stuff is worth. You should be on your way now and remember to ask for a week off."

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Liam was shocked as he was handed the coins. This was unexpected but he accepted them. Getting helped up and ushered to the door was a dismissal that spoke volumes to him. He nodded at the words and left with a soft thank you to the brother. He hurried himself out of the chantry and off to do as he had been told.

In the Gallows he asked for time off. Meredith and Cullen agreed That the exhausted templar was to take two weeks off and not complain about it. He agreed and then left to his room to get a few extra coins to pay for a room at the Hanged Man and then went to get the armor he had ordered before he had gone to speak to the two of them. He spent more time in his room at the Hanged man then he did wandering around. He was just biding his time till it was time to see Sebastian again as they had agreed.