Suited Silver Spoon

They shall cry out to their false gods, And find silence. --Andraste 7:19 Talia Holtzer Strand of the Free Marches

[angelsanarchy]

send a ship and I'll tell you who:

[abandonedher-deactivated2015092]

gives nose/forehead kisses.

gets jealous the most.

picks the other up from the bar when they’re too drunk to drive.

takes care of on sick days.

drags the other person out into the water on beach day.

gives unprompted massages.

drives/rides shotgun,

brings the other lunch at work.

has the better parental relationship.

tries to start role-playing in bed.

embarrassingly drunk dancer.

still cries watching titanic.

firmly believes in couples costumes.

breaks the expensive gift rule during christmas.

makes the other eat breakfast.

remembers anniversaries.

brings up having kids.

[the-write-ideas]

Try to guess my character's fears. They'll have to answer honestly with yes or no and rate out of 10 how scared of it they are.

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[flowrenced-deactivated20161018]

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London Grammar | Devil Inside (from Game of Thrones Season 4 trailer)

[noiropia-blog]

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If we’re gonna die, bury us alive If they’re searching for us they’ll find us side by side That’s my, that’s my man

[strayfromkirkwall-blog]

“No…” and her voice is heavy and solemn. “I… I couldn’t save them, there’d been too many when I was ambushed, they were too untrained to defend themselves–” the regret was heavy and she rubbed hard at her wrist, turning her gaze from him briefly.  She took a deep breath, pushing her hair back and rose her eyes back to him.

She forced a smile on. “Mmm probably for the best, I’m sure they’ve watered down all the ale–” she admitted, a laugh leaving her, smiling at the man. There’s a pause, “Say… are you recruiting Wardens still?” she intoned curiously.

[bloodimagery-archive-blog]

He nods, short and singular. Some vague consolation gets caught in his throat, but he can’t quite manage to choke it up. Instead, he mirrors her, batting his own loose hair to the side and smiling. Though his own at least looked genuine.

‘Not specifically,’ he inclines his head, thinking, ‘but I’m never not recruiting. You plan on recommending yourself or something?’

[strayfromkirkwall-blog]

She smiled at him. "Yes actually--" she stated calmly. "I was going to join back in the Fifth Blight and... Well--" she shrugged slightly. "I wasn't trained then, could barely pick up a short sword and now look--" she patted the two-handed sword at her side with a smile.

"Though I'll leave wanting me to join your ranks up to you--" she smiled out at him with an air of cockiness.

[vintdesserter-blog]

“Not bad.” Krem’s grin was a lot more obvious as he laid down his own cards. Three Knights, a Song and a Serpent. Given he’d spent the early hands of the game pretending to collect Daggers to throw her off, he thought he did okay even getting three matches of another suit. 

[strayfromkirkwall-blog]

She groaned gently and pushed the pot towards him, inclining her head respectably.She rose her hand for the barmaid to bring them another round of drinks, smiling at the man. “Well played Aclassi--” she hummed gently, reclining back into her chair.

[fannyann-deactivated20210216]

i would follow you to the ends of the earth with only mild complaining 

[fulluponcrazy]

At the mention (and smell) of food, he opens one eye. Upon seeing that the offer was genuine and that someone wasn’t just trying to lure him out of his hiding spot, he opens both eyes and straightens up. “…Oh. Well–thank you.” He picks up the plate beside him, shifted to sit cross-legged, and set the plate down on his lap. “And, ah…you are…?”

[strayfromkirkwall-blog]

“Leftant Talia Strand, sir.” she states, “Of Markham, I’m a Marcher, pleasure to meet you Warden-Commander Theirin--” she offers up a smile, extending her hand out to him slightly.

“It’s.. good to know the Wardens are alright.... despite what Clarel led them to do--” she stated calmly.

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snow whisper by Avine

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You were always faster than me I’ll never catch up with you, with you Oh, I can feel them coming for me

[vintdesserter-blog]

He smirked right back at her. He’d played Wicked Grace against enough liars and cheats to hold his own. His hand wasn’t fantastic, but half of betting was always in the bluff. She could have something worse.

“Confident enough.” He matched her three coins and threw in a fourth. 

[strayfromkirkwall-blog]

She watched, licking over her bottom lip before she laid her cards out, waiting for the other to do the same. She looked up expectantly, grinning gently still.

[nyokoko]

Fuck Orlais.

Literally anyone who isn’t from Orlais. (via capricious-muse)

[fulluponcrazy]

He’s in the undercroft, tucked away in one corner, shamelessly hiding from his responsibilities for an hour or two. His arms are folded loosely over his chest, his legs stretched out in front of him, crossed at the ankles. His head is tipped back against the wall, eyes closed.

And then, there is a disturbance. Because there is always a disturbance.

Alistair hunkers down further against the wall, defensively. “I already made sure I’m not in the way. Unless something is on fire or I’m about to be on fire, I’m not moving.”

[strayfromkirkwall-blog]

Talia smiles softly and sets a plate down at his side before moving and slowly sits down across from him, legs crossed, a plate in her own lap once she settles. “You weren’t seen at lunch... thought you might want something it eat Serah--” she hummed out.

[bloodimagery-archive-blog]

A flicker of hesitation, “did they get out?” He’d seen children on open battlefield before, damn near cried over corpses in the Denerim Alienage, but he’d never really put it behind him. 

With a snort as she changed the subject, he shrugged. “Well, I was decent enough to, but I can’t say as much for the other folk here.” None seemed too sure how to spend any longer than twenty seconds in his company.

[strayfromkirkwall-blog]

“No...” and her voice is heavy and solemn. “I... I couldn’t save them, there’d been too many when I was ambushed, they were too untrained to defend themselves--” the regret was heavy and she rubbed hard at her wrist, turning her gaze from him briefly.  She took a deep breath, pushing her hair back and rose her eyes back to him.

She forced a smile on. “Mmm probably for the best, I’m sure they’ve watered down all the ale--” she admitted, a laugh leaving her, smiling at the man. There’s a pause, “Say... are you recruiting Wardens still?” she intoned curiously.

[memesforu-blog]

Send “Don’t touch her/him.” to see my muse’s reaction to your muse defending them against a physical threat

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Send “Don’t touch her/him” to see my muse’s reaction to your muse defending them against a physical threat

[bloodimagery-archive-blog]

“Ah, got cornered by crossfire?” He asked, tactless as usual, then shrugged. “Wasn’t fully in the loop for a long time. Hard to see the sky from the Deep Roads, y’know? By design, I’m told,” a quick laugh, incredulous. “But I’ve been low key assisting for a while now, just taken me a while to get here. Quickly figured there ain’t a terrible amount to do though… ‘cept maybe getting into arguments with templars.” 

[strayfromkirkwall-blog]

“Something like that--” she replied darkly when he asked. “I was... trying to help the kids out.. the ones in the Gallows” she muttered gently. “Get them to the Tevene border... something to get them out of the Templar’s grasps and--” she trailed off, shrugging lamely.

“Well.. Welcome to Skyhold, I hope someone has had the decency to buy you a drink” she stated in a chiding tone.