#crazycatapostate

[forthedales]

@crazycatapostate, continued from here

[text]: Okay!! [text]: <☉_☉> Oh... [text]: I can’t believe you taped that!!! Did you save it? [text]: Also, do you have anything I can put on these burns?  < ಥ_ಥ >They really hurt....

[thebloodychampion]

“do you know how bad i want you?” //anders might be a lil drunk here

“I am certain I know how bad...but can you even walk?”

[little-lost-little-soft]

@crazycatapostate

“So you are the mage who destroyed the Circle in Kirkwall?”

“That’s cute. I’m going to raze the world.”

[thebloodychampion]


▤

▤ = falling asleep on them .

It was actually one of the many times, when Anders would suddenly fall asleep. Well it was after a certain kind of event in bed. The mage would just fall dead tired on top of Archer and he had to use all his strength to get him off. Not tonight, tonight he pulled Anders closer to himself.

[second-best-hawke-blog]

Did you take me home because you were hoping to have sex with me?

“What...??!” He looked at Anders like he was crazy. “Where in the world did you get that idea??? I only took you home because it’s dangerous at night in Kirkwall and we don’t want you to get hurt.” He came up with an excuse quick. 

God damn Anders and his ability to pick up advances quick. Good thing Carver had a few excuses for backup handy in case this happened. 

@crazycatapostate

[wilddeoren-archive]

[text]: wtf is the notebook even about?? “if you’re a bird then i’m a bird” ? they’re both humans

[ msg; anders/justice?? ]: oh! ikr?!! i don’t understand…why would they want to be birds?

[ msg; anders/justice?? ]: well– other than the fact that you can fly– wouldn’t it be strange to just…drop your droppings as you move????

[thebloodychampion]

that's kinky!

“Do you feel how hard I am?”

[formertranquil-blog]

"Here, have my jacket"

“Thank you!” The feathery lump was a lot heavier than Gil was expecting, and still toasty warm from the other mage’s body heat. The feathers made him feel so much bigger, like a real bird puffing out its feathers. He tugged the coat tightly around him; oversized, cozy, and perfect. “Oh, but won’t you be cold without it?”