#madefromfade

[aworldofyou]

Edith Cousland, for @madefromfade ( Melody, fucks around in Photoshop for practice series 001 / ??? )

[lyriumvolk]

@madefromfade -`ღ´- for a Starter;

Fenris found himself perched on the upper railing of this old mansion, showing his very unique ability to hold complete balance. What was even more impressive was the fact he held a half empty wine bottle in hand. His eyes were closed almost as if he was just meditating, likely to try to calm his nerves after a very irritable day.

His eyes slowly cracked open when his ears picked up the sound of someone in his home. Hands gripped the railing as her moved and sat on it the rails, watching to see who came into this pretty vacant space. When he saw Hawke he just remained there, ”You’re here pretty late at night.”

[skourged]

@madefromfade​  said  :   "At least we're alive. That's no small feat."- Cassius 

it  wasn’t  unusual  for  hawke  &  his  band  of  misfits  to  go  around  getting  ambushed  ,  especially  when  they  roamed  the  dirty  &  notoriously  dangerous  streets  of  darktown  looking  like  they  had  far  more  coin  than  anyone  else  lingering  in  the  alleyways  .  it  didn’t  help  that  it  was  dark  out  ,  &  their  group  was  illuminated  only  by  the  dingy  yellow  glow  of  the  lanterns  hanging  about  .

‘  honestly  ,  i’m  disappointed  .  ’    she  toes  a  bandit’s  unmoving  leg  &  places  her  hands  on  her  hips  ,  expression  malcontent  &  tone  deterred  .    ‘  they  had  absolutely  nothing  on  them  to  loot  .  what  kind  of  bandit  doesn’t  have  anything  to  take  once  you  kill  them  ?  we  must  have  been  their  first  hit  .  ’    &  evidently  ,  their  last  .

‘  it  would  be  far  more  impressive  to  be  alive  if  we  had  gold  or  jewels  to  show  for  it  ,  that’s  all  i’m  saying  .  ’

HAWKE  DIALOGUE  !      ---      ACCEPTING  .

[faelissa]

@madefromfade​  said  :     Thin, pale fingers tap along his thigh as he waits, he looks out of place in a smithery, in his clean, immaculate attire. Blue eyes watch with an intent as the Smith moves. Voice is cleared when the Smith comes towards him, holding up with the item he had been work. "Yes. That is impressive. You work impressively. Do you enjoy smithing, Messere Meraad?" This wasn't meant to be small talk, Nikolaus asking with intent; desire to know if he was content here, if it was a passion or merely work.

the  presence  of  a  person  so  notably  important  in  his  smithy  gives  aeric  more  of  a  reason  than  usual  to  be  on  edge  ,  &  yet  as  he  works  ,  he  feels  serene  ,  totally  in  his  element  ,  peaceful  .  the  heat  of  the  melted  ore  warms  his  skin  &  molds  perfectly  according  to  his  instruction  ,  hammer  put  to  metal  &  filling  the  room  with  the  resounding  clinks  &  clangs  .  it’s  a  simple  sword  of  iron  &  steel  alloy  ,  meant  to  be  an  affordable  weapon  for  aspiring  knights  &  templars  ,  &  once  it’s  finished  with  an  appropriately  sized  hilt  &  pommel  ,  he  brings  it  out  to  display  on  the  rack  at  the  front  of  his  shop  .

his  eyes  flick  to  the  mortalitasi  at  the  unexpected  compliment  ,  though  his  expression  doesn’t  change  .  he  offers  a  nod  &  a  quiet  thank  you  ,  though  the  following  question  surprises  him  even  more  .  he  turns  from  the  rack  ,  humming  pensively  .  metal  folding  beneath  his  touch  ,  forming  to  the  shapes  he  chooses    ---    he’s  never  thought  about  it  as  something  that  brings  him  joy  ,  or  something  he  particularly  likes  doing  .  it’s  more  like  something  that’s  always  been  there  ,  something  he’s  always  had  a  knack  for  .

‘  i’ve  been  doing  it  since  i  could  pick  up  a  hammer  .  it’s  all  i’ve  ever  known  ,  &  i  like  doing  what  i’m  good  at  .  ’    aeric  looks  down  after  a  moment  ,  eyes  half  -  lidded  as  he  regards  his  own  hands  ,  covered  in  burns  both  old  &  new  .    ‘  i  do  ,  i  guess  .  i  like  being  a  blacksmith  .  ’

[battlesworn]

@madefromfade​   /   max :   “ when you are young, they assume you know nothing ” 

‘  to be fair, they weren’t too far off where i’m concerned.  ’     he chuckled, deep and resonate.  to reminisce was a dangerous pass time for a man with a past like his.  then again, weren’t they all varied degrees of battered souls here in skyhold?     ‘  i was a right prick back in the day n’ i’ll be the first one to admit it !  wasn’t thinking with the right head, i reckon.  ’     he tapped his temple with a smile.  there was more to it than that   ...   but that was best saved for a less jovial discussion   -   far be it from him to ruin the mood.      ‘  and you, m’lord?  were you a paragon of duty and honour?  ’

[notbyfatenorbychance]

@madefromfade​

Oh, by the Maker. Cullen didn’t know how to feel about this one. “I’m not sure that’s the best idea.” He was...exasperated, to say the least; he’d known Hawke was prone to eccentrics, but his idea was something else entirely. “Perhaps we should do something less... death defying...”

[honnleathrose-a3]

@madefromfade​ asked: The inquisitor smiles kindly to the woman he is sitting having tea with. "No. I'm happy to entertain you. You are our commander's sister, you are welcome here. I can spare some time to chat. " Sitting down with Rosalie was an opportunity to get to know the commander he had to trust more and take a welcomed break in the busy day. "I think its quite admirable you came to see him." He was envious of her care for her brother given his disconnection to his own family.

          OF COURSE HE THOUGHT it was admirable. he didn’t know about half of the motivation for it: confrontation. she wanted cullen to regret his actions and feel GUILTY about the way he was acting. it was easy to pretend all was fine when your family was far away and you didn’t have to REMEMBER they were even alive. she didn’t want to make things easy for him. oh, no. that wasn’t a little sister’s duty.  ❝ thank you, but don’t praise me so much. honestly? i MOSTLY wanted to yell at him. the last time i ever saw him, i was three. he barely writes and never bothered visiting. ❞ she shrugged.  ❝ he deserved the aggravation. ❞

[lyriumvolk]

@madefromfade liked for a Fluffy Ship Starter: Cassius

The elf was sitting alone in a room trying to comprehend what he heard earlier in the day. Not only did his own sister turn on him, but to find out he agreed to what had happened. That he fought in a horrible battle to earn these markings, so his family could be free. He wanted this, to free people who weren’t even happy to of had that chance.

He hadn’t even known Hawke had shown up to his mansion, didn’t even hear him at the door. It wasn’t until he saw movement that he looked up to the other with those big eyes, “I have been meaning to thank you, Hawke.”

“For helping me fight off Danarius. You could have easily took his offer for payment and gave me back to him.” he felt embarrassed and a bit ashamed of Cassius hearing those horrible things, “I don’t know if I have anything to give to you.” he got up to his feet feeling super hesitant at first, but he gripped the chest piece of his armor, and tugged the taller down The snow haired elf stood on his toes, and placed a simple kiss to his cheek before letting go.