#brontidally

[plastertower]

lyn. infp. slythern. 26 or so by now.

i miss you. i was wrong.

[armalis-archived-blog]

ariadne and josie -- sweet pea!

Sweet pea - delicate pleasures. Also prompted by msbethanyhawke

the taste of her cherry chapstick (i’m sorry i’m not sorry at all)

She breaks away from the kiss and brushes her thumb against Josephine’s swollen lips. Smooth and soft, so unlike her own, wind-chapped and dry. Josephine smiles and draws her in for another kiss, which turns into another, and then another. They have all night for this: no visiting dignitaries, no fancy dinners, no judgments to make, no early ride out the gates at dawn.

Later, sprawled out on Josephine’s bed, fine sheets tangled amidst their legs, Ariadne trails her fingers across Josephine’s arm, tracing freckles down to her fingertips. Wind blows through the open balcony doors and she exhales softly through parted lips, pushing warmth into the room to combat the mountain air.

Josephine turns over and smiles. Skyhold is chilly and drafty, but she’s never cold with Ariadne (and silently sends a quick prayer to the Maker that her beloved is an inferno mage, not winter). As Ariadne strokes her arm, her own fingers follow the gentle curve of Ariadne’s neck, the lines and muscles of her shoulders. She lifts her head, pressing her lips against Ariadne’s.

“How do you keep your lips so soft?” Ariadne asks, propping her head in her hand.

“A lady can’t have secrets?” Josephine teases.

Ariadne snorts politely and rolls her eyes, but smiles. “If she must.”

Josephine reaches over to the nightstand and opens the drawer. She pushes herself up enough that she can see into the drawer, and then hands a small tin to Ariadne. “From Antiva,” she says.

“May I?” She waits for Josephine’s nod before she opens the tin. It smells heavenly, subtle spices and citrus, and she carefully swipes her fingertip through the balm. Rich and smooth as silk, the balm tingles pleasantly against her lips and she smiles. “That’s wonderful,” she says, and replaces the lid and returns the tin to Josephine.

Smiling, Josephine kisses her again. “I know.”

***

Ariadne sits at the edge of her tent and frowns as she turns her boot upside down. What seems like half the Western Approach pours out. She repeats the process with her other boot and then props them both up between two rocks, with enough space to air out but upside down to keep out sand and anything else unfortunate while she sleeps.

“Night Boss,” Bull calls out from the fire.

She waves at him and crawls into her tent, closing the front flaps after her. She opens the back flaps, and casts a barrier over the open space so she can sleep without getting sand in her mouth; the desert may cool off at night, but not enough for her.

She strips carefully, mindful of the light sunburn she acquired despite all her efforts otherwise, and rummages in her bag for something neither sandy, nor damp from sweat, nor too heavy to sleep in. A small tin falls out of her lightest tunic, and she blinks at it before pulling the tunic over her head.

The tin looks familiar, and she closes and opens her hand once to produce a faint glow to examine the tin closer. She smiles widely: identical to the one in Josephine’s nightstand, but with a curled ribbon and a note attached.

For my love; may she never again know the horror of dry lips. - J

[charmquarkk]

2, 3, 27

2) If you could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?

neil degrasse tyson. I SAW A GUY WHO LOOKED A LOT LIKE HIM like two weeks ago and nearly had a heart attack haha. he’s my hero.

3) Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 23, give me line 17.

“A vector quantity, such as force, velocity, and acceleration, has both a magnitude and a direction.”

… u get my biomechanics textbook congrats.

27) What’s a sound you hate; sound you love?

i really really really hate the sound of someone grinding their teeth, it makes me shudder.

as for a sound i love, i have a cat that has a purr you can hear across a room… i just love it, he’s so fat and happy.

[armalis-archived-blog]

cullen for the character meme!

How I feel about this character: I really like Cullen. A lot. Which was a (nice) surprise, because for a long time the only exposure I had to him was in the form of some friends screaming loudly and at length about how awful he was, and I picked up that mindset by association.

All the people I ship romantically with this character: tarysande‘s Rose Trevelyan. Dorian, but really only in Ari’s canon. 

My non-romantic OTP for this character: Cullen+Ariadne until the end of time. Also Cullen+Cassandra (there was some fanart a while back and someone had tags on it about him being her Right Hand if she becomes Divine and I fell for that something fierce).

My unpopular opinion about this character: can I smack his hatedom with, like, five thousand articles - and possibly a heavy textbook - about PTSD? Because I’d really like to. I don’t mind people disliking or even hating him, I mind them doing it while completely ignoring the effect Uldred’s torture had on him.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: you know, this is something I’d like for all the characters (but him especially because I’m very grabbyhands about him and Ariadne), but I’d like a friendship flirt option. Like, “I’m glad you survived Haven in one piece! I have no feelings for you in the pants area!”

[jimmytolans-blog]

13, 15, 20

One of your favorite 80’s songs

Heat of the Moment -- Asia

A song that is a cover by another artist

Take Me To Church -- Neon Jungle

A song that has many meanings to you

Blackberry Stone -- Laura Marling

[theherocomplex]

12, 18!

I answered 12 here :) 

18. if you could go back and revise one of your older stories, which would it be?

I actually printed out all of Ghost, for this specific purpose! 

I have my work cut out for me. 

[armalis-archived-blog]

2, 10 for the fic meme

2. Favorite piece overall?

Rocket Queens, if forced to pick under pressure. B5/Pacific Rim - Susan/Talia jaeger pilots.

10. Favorite line or lines of dialogue:

"Got a problem with that?" Zaeed straightens and tries to look menacing, but the plaid boxer shorts don’t hold a candle to his armor and Shepard nearly spits out her coffee laughing."I so don’t. And to show you how much of a problem I don’t have, I’m not even going to ask why you’re in my mom’s apartment without pants."

[armalis-archived-blog]

for the fic meme: misery is a butterfly, 1, 14

oh man, I’ve not thought of Misery Is A Butterfly (AO3 | tumblr) in a while

1. What was your inspiration for this fic? How did it come to you?

This was written in the super early stages of Olivia, when I was poking at bits and pieces all over the place trying to figure her out. The only things I knew about her for certain were that her mom survived Mindoir with her, and that Hannah played the Team Mom role just slightly offscreen. This even predates Serrice and the Liara friendship.

It started as a generic post-Alchera fic. The beginning bit was Kaidan stumbling into Hannah’s apartment a bit drunk (because this was way back when I was convinced Liv and Kaidan were an Actual Thing, which has subsequently been axed in a rather dramatic fashion), and then it was supposed to turn into series of snippets on each core squadmate and how they were (or weren’t) handling Shepard’s death. It wasn’t supposed to be about Hannah at all, this section was supposed to be about 150 words on Wrex.

And then it just sort of…spiraled. And I was interested in where it was going, so wandered down that particular rabbit hole and ended up with Hannah finally giving into the meltdown she absolutely deserves to have, but through the eyes of Wrex.

14. If you were to write a sequel to this fic, what would it be about?

I probably wouldn’t, to be honest. I think it stands pretty well on its own. But if I were going to, it’d be Hannah - and again through the eyes of Wrex - during that nebulous post-ME3 time period between when the Reapers blow up and Zaeed and Jack find Liv’s (still alive) body in the rubble.

I’ve thought about Hannah during that time a lot lately; she’s the equivalent of a held breath for about three weeks - she doesn’t crack like she did before, because there’s no obvious death (it’s not like anyone saw Olivia get spaced this time, it’s a general sense of “I’m not sure anyone could survive that, though this is Shepard we’re talking about so who knows”). But she is about half an inch away from cracking, and Zaeed’s the one standing in that half an inch of space.

So it’d definitely be an interesting viewpoint, seeing from the outside how the two of them interact while time is uncertainly standing still for Hannah, especially since in Misery Is A Butterfly we had the krogan-genophage-Wrex-has-probably-lost-kids-too sentiment in the background, and now we’d have krogan-genophage-cured-Wrex-is-going-to-have-kids-probably-soon instead. There’s a lot of really cool mirroring that would go into it, but I’m not sure I’m up for it.