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MAINS CALL !! liking this post means you are a okay with me & zev:
sending you memes and / or random inbox things whenever
tagging you in random starters
having multiple ongoing threads with you if that’s okay with all parties
basically just loving on you okay
i’m also more likely to prioritise replies etc from mains !! & will be more interactive with you ooc and ic in general – liking this signals that you have an interest in building our muses together etc etc <33
zevran is clearly startled when fenris whirls in -- and definitely not falling asleep, if one were to ask him. mind, he can be a notorious liar. the two were sharing a tent for the night, you see, & preferably so. it was that or sleep outside.. or share a tent with bull and his snoring. the inquisition was on budget, apparently, but the party was too fatigued to continue for now. skyhold could wait until the morning.
❝ hwuh -- ? ❞ is all the assassin manages, pawing absently at the book they had been reading. perhaps to feign some sort of cognizance. not that they had much. stuck in that weird space between sleep and reality, he squints, continues: ❝ why do you say these things? i thought today was .. ❞ & he stifles a yawn, stirring fully now, ❝ .. okay. very cold and wet.. and muddy .. lots of demons, too.. no, okay today was pretty shit. still: what is wrong, my friend? ❞
@lyriumvolk said: ❛ i wanna get in the bed , go to sleep & pretend this day never happened. ❜
how strange. it isn’t often that this particular elf finds themselves in .. tender moments. for a while it’s clear that he is unsure how to proceed -- deflection, laughter & light flirtation eventually give way and he sits. ears dead out and to the side a while when she starts.. nerves that he passes off as being ticklish. for once, zevran isn’t a very good liar.
❝ this song is nice. ❞ he admits after a while, jutting his bottom lip out. it stirred a nostalgia within him, that he wasn’t entirely sure was his. ❝ what .. where did you learn it ?? ❞
@lavellanshe said: When Zevran finally returned to his tent for the evening, he would find it occupied with a blonde elf holding a hairbrush and an affectionate smile. She patted the spot in front of her on his sleeping pad and immediately got to work detangling his hair very gently. She hummed softly, an elvhen lullaby thats words had been lost for centuries, and slowly carded her fingers through his hair and over his scalp.
Zevran toys absently with his dagger. Some may be wary of this, considering the entire .. assassin angle .. though, it is honestly more of a bashful gesture. Fiddle with things and distract the mind. It is a kind thing to say. Reflexively almost, he grins. Never one to drop an opportunity to poke harmless fun .. especially to deflect from delving deeper into conversations. ❝ Oh, Inquisitor. Is this the part where we elope into the sunset? I do hope so. ❞
@sabraelin said: "you're enough. You're more than enough."
𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒.
these are some of my favourite quotes i found on pinterest , that are either on boards of mine or i’ve seen on friends their boards. feel free to change pronouns if needed.
❛ i haven’t met all of me yet. ❜ ❛ you can forgive yourself now. ❜ ❛ can’t you just leave me alone. ❜ ❛ you’re really cute & that’s not even the best part about you. ❜ ❛ i wanted him / her to kiss me. ❜ ❛ so , good news - - i saw a dog today. ❜ ❛ she didn’t deserve death. i did - i do. ❜ ❛ i wish i could just protect you from everything. ❜ ❛ you feel like home. ❜ ❛ i look at you & i just love you & it terrifies me. it terrifies me what i would do for you ❜ ❛ i’d probably still adore you with your hands around my neck. ❜ ❛ no one would hurt you again , or i’d kill them. ❜ ❛ maybe he deserves a second chance. ❜ ❛ people say that i am heartless. ❜ ❛ i would destroy myself to fix you. ❜ ❛ do i disgust you ? ❜ ❛ i am not a stranger to the dark. ❜ ❛ i would destroy myself to fix you. ❜ ❛ what a plot twist you were. ❜ ❛ i really just want to lay with you & hold you so tight & make sure nothing bad happens to you ever again. ❜ ❛ you don’t know what you got till it’s gone. ❜ ❛ i’ll stop wearing black , when they make a darker colour. ❜ ❛ i’m depressed. i need a cookie. ❜ ❛ am i supposed to feel something ?. ❜ ❛ i wanna get in the bed , go to sleep & pretend this day never happened. ❜ ❛ i think he / she’s very lonely. lonelier than he / she lets on. maybe lonelier than he / she even realizes. ❜ ❛ you are not your father. ❜ ❛ he / she is not a villain. he / she is just a boy / girl. ❜ ❛ i think i’m going to kiss you. ❜ ❛ don’t give up on me. ❜ ❛ you are enough. a thousand times enough. ❜ ❛ do it because they said you couldn’t. ❜ ❛ you. it’s always you. ❜ ❛ i thought you were dead. ❜
Perhaps he did look moody .. alright, for certain he did. Forlorn maybe. Most people had left the tavern at this point: Zevran thought themselves almost alone. To say that a sudden looming stranger makes them jump is an understatement.
After muttering to himself in his native tongue, he rakes some hair back from his face. ❝ Yes, my friend: -- you just scared the shit out of me. ❞ & he’ll claw his tankard from the table, holding it to his chest dramatically. The bartender was collecting empties, but he wasn’t quite done yet. ❝ Otherwise .. perhaps ?? I could tell you a great many things, but it all depends on what you are seeking. ❞
@wolf-at-worlds-end said: “ did you wanna tell me something? ”
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Isabela decided to take a SIDE trip, she wanted to see how Zevy was doing however, when she entered the room she blinked noticing he was near the washbasin. At first she was kind of distracted from his well, lack of there clothing when she noticed the cloth. ‘ Did you get into another fight? seriously….come here you silly fool, I can bandage that up for you.’ Isabela said closing the door behind her, making sure no one entered with a soft click she went over to him. ‘ Come now, don’t be shy It’s not like I haven’t seen all that BEFORE.’
The assassin grimaces. People seeing him in any perceived ‘weak’ state makes him grind his teeth, but for Isa he’ll make an exception. ❝ Actually, it was more of a card game.. which, the more I think about it, the more seem like the same thing for me. ❞ Offering help is easy, but actually prying his hand away would be a mission within itself. ❝ I can do it. ❞ He whinges. ❝ Go away. ❞
@sicaricrow
❛ do you ever wish you had been raised differently ? ❜ that was the question she’d had at the front of her mind since her first real conversation with zevran. growing up a cousland had meant security ー stability, loving parents, an older brother to pester and an entire castle full of trouble to make rory get into with her. but even if she hadn’t had that ー even if she’d just grown up on a farm in the middle of nowhere in the bannorn. that had to be better, didn’t it ? to her, anyway. or maybe it didn’t make a difference if something was all you’d ever known. ❛ i dunno … like, in a baker’s shop or something ? ❜
❝ Are you being quite serious? ❞ & he snickers, palming his eye for a moment. Sleep still lagged around his eyelids .. it was early .. and he was hungover. Which definitely didn’t aid the situation.
❝ If I had been raised differently, I would not be the mysterious, sultry individual that I am today .. that, my friend, would be a crime to all Thedas. Though I am a tremendous baker. Why? Do you?? ❞ & he plots up beside his companion. For once, seeming rather genuine in his intentions.
zevran is cancelled because he’s one of those motherfuckers that stares at whatever you’re snacking on until you offer it to him . worse still, he’s one of those “oh i’m not hungry for my own meal, but i will steal yours” motherfuckers too
When the other enters his room, Zev is standing by his washbasin. He had returned earllier from a ‘mysterious venture’ and immediately stolen away to privacy. Unlike him. One hand pleads to the intruder for quiet, the other holds a thick cloth to his side. Red pools through it. Seeps a little through his fingers, but doesn’t seem too bad. Not to Zevran, anyway. ❝ No -- shh, it’s fine, I was only lightly stabbed. I am cleaning it. It is fine. ❞
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the suspicion is warranted , isanami will give him that . he understands zevran’s distrust for the crows , given the stories even he has heard in his time in their service , yet he bears him no ill will . if anything , there’s a bit of fascination glittering in his eyes as he sits beside him , resting his cheek in his palm & offering him a placating grin .
‘ poison , no . not something i use often . spit in it ? i’d never be so barbaric , my friend . if i disliked you so , i would simply avoid you . if i wished to kill you , no doubt we would have already crossed blades . ’ he tilts his head , resting his forearm still against the table while the other absently stirs at his own meal . ‘ no game . i have no intentions of harming you , nor will i ever for the length of this inquisition . i only wish to extend an olive branch … begin a kinship . i do not fault you for your lack of trust in me . i only hope to show you that it is unnecessary . ’
Zevran is unconvinced, but not without his gentler side. Rotten wardens .. showing him kindness, making him kind. They .. don’t necessarily relax.. but they work their jaw, flex their fingers. Adjust. His posture isn’t necessarily hostile now. More wary.
❝ The entire length of this inquisition? You will eat those words. There are some here who wish to clump me just for speaking sometimes. ❞ & he exhales. Studies his new .. companion .. for a while. He makes a good point: if he wanted to kill Zevran then he most like would have tried already. Unless he’s just feigning to gain trust.
❝ A kinship. For what? You haven’t even told me your name. Whatever will I call out, dramatically, into the night - when you inevitably woo me into an illusion of safety, only to betray me with a dagger to the heart ?? I have seen enough theatre to know where this is going, you dastardly thing, you. ❞
They had both volunteered to watch the camp, only one had actually managed to keep their eyes open .. and it wasn’t Zevran. The only visible part of him was his eyes and brows, all else bundled in clothing and blanket. Antivans don’t do well in the cold, not all the time he would say. Or he had been saying. Before he fell asleep on Feyns shoulder, obviously.
To their credit they had held out. It was creeping up on Zevs second day awake, so the fact he lasted this long was .. formidable. Regardless: this bundle of elf and cloth rested up against the Inquisitor like it was natural to do so. They’d slumped against him a few minutes ago, and now there they snooze.
The birds in the tree that the two lean against start to stir. Distantly, the world is waking up -- and Zevran will too, surely soon, and he’ll undoubtedly be mortified. Never mention it again, if he can help it. But for now he is peaceful, and above his sleeping head, the birds begin their morning song.
@daxassan said: ❉ for one muse to nap against the other
every conversation between shale and zevran is pure fuckin delight. shale straight up asks zevran if they would shit on a statue for fun and he’s like nyeah ............. why not
MAINS CALL !! liking this post means you are a okay with me & zev:
sending you memes and / or random inbox things whenever
tagging you in random starters
having multiple ongoing threads with you if that’s okay with all parties
basically just loving on you okay
i’m also more likely to prioritise replies etc from mains !! & will be more interactive with you ooc and ic in general -- liking this signals that you have an interest in building our muses together etc etc <33
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romantic relationships !
💘 friends to lovers ❣️ enemies to lovers 💜 love at first sight 💙 slow burn 💚 skinny love 💔 exes to lovers again 🖤 on again , off again
familial relationships !
🌼 older sibling 🌺 younger sibling 👭 twins 🌻 friends like siblings 🍃 cousins 🌵 parental
friend relationships !
☀️ best friends 🌦 enemies to friends 🌈 friends since childhood ⛅️ friends of circumstance ☁️ school friends 🌩 friends from traumatic experiences
enemy relationships !
🔪 friends to enemies 💣 stole something from my muse 🔦 stole something from your muse 🗡 bullied my muse 🔫 bullied your muse ⚔️ family feud 🛠 fueds between mutual friends ❌ guilty by association
softer prompts
“ i’m not going anywhere. ” “ you make me feel safe. ” “ i think i might be in love with you. ” “ i just like seeing you happy. ” “ just let me take care of you. ” “ you’re my family. ” “ i can stay, if you want. ” “ you make me feel alive. ” “ you’re captivating. ” “ i want you to know i’ll always be here for you. whatever you need. ” “ you don’t have to tell me anything, we can just sit here. ” “ i trust you. more than anyone else. ” “ you have a beautiful soul. ” “ i feel like i could watch you all day. everything you do has a touch of magic to it. ” “ i hope i see you in my dreams. ” “ do you trust me? ” “ you don’t ever have to pretend. not with me. not ever. ” “ i love you, every part of you. even the parts you don’t like. ” “ you make everything a little easier. ” “ will you just…hold me? please. ” “ just tell me everything’s gonna be okay. ” “ you’re enough. you’re more than enough. ” “ you have my heart in your hands. be gentle with it. ” “ i wanna be the one you go to. the first one you tell when there’s something good. the shoulder to cry on when it’s bad. and every mundane thing in between. i want to share it all with you. ” “ i have faith in you. ” “ i’ve never met anyone quite like you. ” “ knowing you is like…coming home. like i’ve finally found something that’s been missing all this time. ” “ every hard thing in my life feels worth it. it all led me to you. ” “ i feel like i could endure anything as long as i have you to come home to. ” “ i can tell something’s bothering you. ” “ what can i do to help? ” “ come on. let’s get out of here. ” “ i’m taking you somewhere special. ” “ where are you taking me? ” “ i don’t need grand gestures or declarations of love. i just need you. all of you. ” “ you make me feel like i’m worthy. ” “ you deserve good things. ” “ i want to be your home. ” “ loving you is like something holy. ” “ i made you something. ” “ come back to bed. ” “ stay the night with me. ” “ are you sure you’re okay? ” “ you wanna talk about it? ” “ did you wanna tell me something? ” “ you’ll always have me. ” “ i’m proud of you. ” “ i need you. ” “ thank you. for always being there for me. ” “ don’t ever let anyone make you doubt your worth. ” “ i’m not leaving you. not ever. ” “ you have kind eyes. ” “ sleep, my love. i’ll keep the nightmares away. ” “ there’s so much light in you. ” “ i want you here. ”
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bowbeforeyou
“No, the ‘Hero of Ferelden’ beat you,” Alistair makes a face at such a cliche title. “I was merely standing there. If it was just me, my cause of death would have probably been blushing and stuttering. It would have made the whole situation far easier, wouldn’t it?”
He looks over at his arm. It really is just a small gash and he’s gotten far worse from just sparring, but for some reason it makes his chest feel tight. He rubs his free hand against his clavicle. “If the knife was poisoned, I’d be dead already, right? What if it happens again? I mean, it has to happen again, doesn’t it? That’s what people do to rulers, they kill them.” The whole of his family, save maybe his mother were murdered, now that he idiotically reflects on it.
Heavy the head that wears the crown, or some shit like that.
He wants to get up and pace, he wants to scream, he wants to hit something. He wants, he wants…
“Zev? Can I ask you a question?” Alistair pauses, regretting the inquiry he’s going to make before it’s even out of his mouth. “And if you don’t want to answer it—don’t. Just tell me to mind my own sodding business. But, how did your mother die?”
As Alistair continues, Zevran lightly works his hand free. Flexes his fingers to work out the ache from having them squeezed in such a way. ❝ Yes, Alistair. You would be dead already. No one is going to kill you today, at least. ❞ & then, the elf potters around the room for some bandages, something to wipe the wound down with. Years of living alone, place to place, mean you pick up some first aid skills. Nobody likes an ---
& then comes the question. His hands hover over his target for a while, jarred. Infection. How strange. ❝ My mother? ❞ He confirms, features wrinkling for a moment before spreading to something of a nervous smile. Noticing he’s hovering now, he sits again, busying himself with starting to dab at the gash with the gauze he had found.
A sigh huffs from him. Like honesty is an effort. ❝ No one ever told me exactly. ❞ He admits. ❝ But, she died a day or so after I was born .. so.. ❞ & he doesn’t finish. Doesn’t really have to. The implication for him was that his mother had passed from infection after childbirth. Ironic, to him, that he was born a killer, but the topic sits heavy in his throat.
❝ Why .. ?? Are we swapping tragic backstories?? What fun. I should have brought my handkerchief. ❞
