* SHE PROPHET / HOLY MAIDEN .

SIDEBLOG TO EXISTRUIN. she looks up at the blue and whispers to all of the above: don't let me drown, don't breathe alone. no kicks, no pangs, no broken bones. never let me sink, always feel at home. no sticks, no shanks, and no stones. DEPENDENT INQUISITOR TREVELYAN

[roguerifts]

closed starter for aurora briar !     /     @hiddcninplainsight​.

“ ━━  YOU MUST BE HUNGRY, ” she says, not bothering to wait for permission as she sets the heaping plate of food down in front of aurora. the sausage had been cooking in a pan before she arrived and the toast buttered soon after. her grandmother’s heavily accented voice ringing in her ears, there’ll be no wasting of food! her soft smile beams down at her friend, settling herself across from her on the little kitchen table. “ i’ve missed you, silly. how are you, how’s the baby? ”

[roguerifts]

☺: three things that make my muse happy | ☢: something my muse is afraid of

A HEADCANON MEME      /     NOT ACCEPTING.

☺: three things that make my muse happy

i. the coastline with its waves kissing the jagged rocks. a brilliantly colored octopus clinging to the slippery rocks as he hunts for soft-shelled crab. she sits on a large, flat boulder as it overlooks the turbulent ocean. weaving bracelets and braids from scraps of thread given to her by her governess. ii. her older brother’s smile used to be so large it rivaled the sun. aleksander! aleksander! smile for me so that we have something to smile about. they used to say. the dimple in his chin impossibly deepening. though, he saved a special smile for his youngest sister. a grin reserved for the little child when she sniffled after being scolded by their mother and her maidens. iii. her fingers are singed and swollen red from being impatient, the back of her head ringing when a solid thump meets her skull. the black berry pies, each the size of her father’s palm, bubble and steam on the kitchen table. in a few minutes, one is missing. her clothes ruined, fingers and mouth stained purple.

☢: something my muse is afraid of

the darkened sea. the immeasurable depth. the monsters who must live beneath. shoshana remarks often on how much she loves the water, being able to dip her toes and wet her hair. it’s the dark sea -- the black water -- that terrifies her. papa, don’t let me go! she says, arms wrapped tightly around his middle. his little fishing boat much farther than she was ever allowed before. his low voice rings out in the air as he tells her the stories of those deep sea guardians. the sea was never meant to belong to us, he says. 

[roguerifts]

━━ ofmischiefandmagick.

Aloth just sputters. He was not expecting to come over…and have dirt in his hand. “I uh.. .is this customary I…i don’t quite understand.” Ya know fer a smarty arse yer a dumb fuck. Yer prolly gonna garden or some borin’ shite.

she stifles a bubble of laughter. “ no, no. i guess. . . i like to feel the dirt in my hands. i thought you’d like to as well. ” shoshana glances towards the corner of her garden where a tiny berry bush set in a pot stands in the sun. “ i have a little sapling we’re going to transplant from it’s pot into the garden so it can grow. is that alright? ” 

[roguerifts]

━━ grcywnd.

“I appreciate the honesty”

“ ━━ well, wouldn’t you like to know how to fix that? or do you always prefer to look a tad stupid? ” she grins, as it was only meant to tease.

[roguerifts]

━━ @ofmischiefandmagick ft aloth corfiser     /     closed starter !

the ground is soft, sun warmed after a long day without her attention. shoshana dips her fingers deep into the dirt, a contented hum of approval escaping her lips. the little garden just behind her apartment had been gifted to her by its owner and rarely has she let anybody witness it’s beauty. “ ━━ HERE, TAKE THIS. ” a handful of dirt is ceremoniously dumped into aloth’s palm, crumbling down his fingers. “ i tilled the dirt this morning just for you. ”

[roguerifts]

A QUICK DESCRIPTION OF SHOSHANA TREVELYAN: a mane of the lightest brown, sun kissed and falling in tangles of waves. during the winter her hair darkens. in the summer, the sun lightens the shade. it spills over her shoulders and stops short just below her shoulder blades. shoshana’s mother never allowed her to cut her hair. preferring to braid the once heavy curls with flowers native to ostwick. she’d come home, hair escaping from the large braid, smelling of sea water. 

a sweet pointed nose set above full lips and perfect teeth. her father once mentioned their youngest daughter had eyes the color of the deepest sea. they are large, almond-shaped eyes. even from birth they seemed too large for her face. especially when she’d inherited her fathers strong jaw and her mother’s high cheekbones. shoshana was born an amalgamation of both her parents. whereas, her eldest brother and sister took after their mother and the third sister after their father. 

she’s shorter than most of her siblings. at only five foot four inches, she’s almost a head shorter than her eldest sister. often teased for her short stature, she’s learned to hold her head high as she walks. as if she’s pretending she’s much taller than she actually is. before his death, her eldest brother used to tease her for it. “ shoshi, how can you see where you’re going with your head held so high? ” 

[roguerifts]

━━ @hiddcninplainsight ft sybill trelawney        /        closed starter !

“  ━━  THIS TEA IS LOVELY. ” the room smells lovelier. a mix of different herbs and older things. it felt like being between. suddenly on the other side of a door she wasn’t meant to pass just yet. she sits comfortably in a wicker chair, an overstuffed pillow smelling of flaxseed oil supporting her. “ you own this place? how have i never noticed before. . .  ” she trails off, the sound of her voice just barely a whisper. 

[roguerifts]

━━ @ofelvenblood ft momo mahariel        /        closed starter !

a breath and the wind is strong in her lungs. the stretch of her back muscles, fingers coming to her lips. a familiar, fluid dance. on the release, the arrow escapes between her fingers. shoshana hadn’t held a bow since she was a child, yet it felt just like yesterday as the arrow buries itself at the center of the target. the university had sequestered a warm spot on the lawn for summer activities, bow and arrow among them. she holds one of the bows in front of her, made of cheaper wood and plastics. it felt rough in her hands, but a part of her was gleeful to be holding it. 

“ ━━ OH, I’M SORRY. ”  she is quickly tugged from her dreamy thoughts of ancient weapons. the dark haired woman standing near had reminded her that perhaps she’d taken up too much time at this station. “ would you like to try? ”

[roguerifts]

━━ quidditchborn.

         🎀 → How hard could basketball be? She’d played muggle games like it before, but basketball was a new one. Besides, she was excellent at Quidditch, how hard could it be? Apparently very difficult for someone who appears to have two left feet when not relying on her broom and flying skills. One minute the ball was in her hands, the next she tripped over her own shoelace and the ball was now hurtling towards an innocent bystander. “LOOKOUT!” Roxanne called out to unfortunate stranger. 

a startled yelp leaves her before she can compose herself and it suddenly erupts into laughter. the ball comes so close she smells the rubber, wisps of her hair following its track. laughter is the only appropriate reaction for such a near death experience and shoshana takes a moment to catch her breath. “ you probably would’ve taken my head off if you hadn’t have warned me! ” she delicately tucks the escaped strands of hair back behind her ear.

[roguerifts]

━━ grcywnd.

“They say if you talk out loud while you look for something, you find it faster. That’s a load of crap because not only have I not found it but I look stupid now”

“ ━━ you do look just a tad stupid, yes. fortunately for you, it’s easily remedied. ”

[roguerifts]

━━ faithfulxfew.

Jane had ran out of whiteboard space as she was working out her latest theory, moving over toward the window with her erasable marker she finished up the thought on the upper right panel.  “Well this is just stupid.” She groaned taking a cloth to her work.  She was in between classes, and had been working on a new theory about how she arrived in this town.  “Come on Jane, you’ve solved harder problems then this.”

“ ━━ I’M NOT VERY GOOD AT ARITHMETIC. . . ” she begins, stepping through the doorway. “ but i’ve got two sandwiches from the cafeteria, half an orange and an extra soda. and if my oma has taught me anything it is that nothing can be solved on an empty stomach.”

[shellyjohnson]

I’m a waitress in a diner. I’ve never been compared to a goddess before

[roguerifts]

━━ blamethedwarf.

Varric scoffs, and attempts to dust off the glitter he’d suddenly been coated in. “Next time, those magicians should really pick on someone their own size. I could drown in this stuff.”

her delicate fingers brush off a few more puffs of glitter from his shoulder. “ i think i’m losing you already, ” she teases, a hint of mock terror in his voice. “ you’re disappearing underneath all that glitter, varric! ”

[roguerifts]

really in the mood to write a few things on shoshana, so give it a heart if you’d like a starter from the inquisitor. 

[roguerifts]

━━ @blamethedwarf ft varric tethras    /    continued from ( x ).

“ ━━ aww, don’t be so sour. ” she says between soft bits of laughter. “ it wasn’t on purpose. it wouldn’t be so exciting if they didn’t embarrass somebody. ”

[roguerifts]

Was that [ MADCHEN AMICK ]? Oh no no, that was just [ INQUISITOR SHOSHANA TREVELYAN ], a [ CANON CHARACTER ] from [ DRAGON AGE: INQUISITION ]. They are [ TWENTY ] years old and [ ARE NOT ] aware that they are not actually from Washington DC. Too bad they can’t stray from this city for long. 

how long has your character been here:

a few short weeks, but to her -- it’s been a lifetime. a myriad of faux memories that are often interlaced with the real ones. memories of temples and mirrors, demons forcing their way through tears in the world. 

where has your character been pulled from in their fandom:

a short time after corypheus’ defeat, his dragon defeated and a new divine chosen. shoshana readies herself for a life without the inquisition. or, a life less full of peril. 

what is your character’s job:

coming from a relatively wealthy political family living in seattle, shoshana lives in a well off neighborhood in the city of d.c. partly relying on her parents money and partly relying on the odd jobs she can handle. she had come to washington on her parents request, hoping to force her into making a choice. school or the military.

has any magic affected your character:

shoshana herself is a rogue, but her world is full of magic. much of which has affected her. the mark on her left hand manifests itself as darker blue veins up her arm. it still has the ability to close rifts, but she’s unaware of this fact. shoshana still doesn’t know what makes the veins in her arm show like that. and she doesn’t know it’s killing her.

any other information:

a quick little blurb about shoshana. the trevelyans are a pious family and are heavily intertwined with both the templars and the chantry. all of the trevelyan children are raised as devout andrastians. that’s how i’ll be playing my inquisitor. she always put her faith first. her older sisters are both in the chantry and her eldest brother before his death had been a templar. before the conclave, shoshana trained as a rogue. specializing in bow and arrow, as well as poisons ( but this was done in secret ). her parents had sent her to the conclave with an ultimatum. either join the chantry like her sisters or use her skills to aid them. she wasn’t sure if she wanted either, but shoshana never had a chance to choose.

as a sidenote: she does romance cullen and marries him, she’s pulled before the trespasser dlc which means she’s yet to marry him. BUT IF WE EVER GET A CULLEN THIS DEFINITELY DOESN’T HAVE TO BE THE CASE. 

[filmaticbby]

Twin Peaks (1990-1991)