#sevenswcrds

[filedfangs]

   ❝ sorry-- that was a little messier than expected. ❞

@sevenswcrds​ ♥’d for a starter (Muninn)

[murdcck]

❝ I’ll stop questioning everything you do when everything you do stops being questionable. ❞ -- @sevenswcrds​

      AFTER HER WORDS LEAVE HER MOUTH, Matt is left in silence. His head tilts, favors his left ear ( last night had left him with an aching right ear, you see ) to track the sound of her heart, her breath, the way she smelled. Steady. Constant. There was no change in her that indicated anything more. “ That doesn’t sound like you, ” he admits, purses his lips, lets his tongue sneak out to wet the tender skin. Then he’s smiling — that 1000 mega watt Matt Murdock smile — and leaning back in the chair, the way someone who’s overconfident might. Being around her, no matter what her heart may tell him, was a mystery. It was a strange comfort. Even if Matt believed he suspected something, she turned his suspicion & flipped them around. It was refreshing, compared to the daily, where he often knew what someone was feeling before even asking. “ Besides ,” he starts, leaning forward now on the table, “ you don’t ask very many questions. You can, you know... Ask questions. ”

[sanguionus]

@sevenswcrds​  //  sc 

 Her ears picked up on the steps long before her eyes took in the approaching figure, and Jade couldn’t help but roll her eyes and the distinct sound of boots hitting wood. The smell she now could so easily identify annoying her further. And she wondered just what could the other possibly need now to even come near her. Before the face of the other even showed up on her vision, Jade was ready to leave.  “ Shouldn’t you be like... doing something useful? or I don’t know, not bothering me?.”  the words out as soon as Caine came into sight.

[cursedbcrn-a]

@sevenswcrds​ // no humanity s.c.

           “So where does your moral code fall on murder of absolute scumbags?” Hope asked distractedly as she rifled through the wallet of the three men that had followed her into an alley for some disgusting reasons. Their heads were all currently stacked neatly by the dumpster for pickup. “What do you think? More or less likely that I’ll make it to peace?”

[badlluck]

 ✧ ( ♛ ) ✧    ❛  OH.  ❜  all motion stops as her entrance from the window is paused.  eyes surprised as they’re framed with the the outlines of a black mask.  clawed hands carefully curled across the outline of the window.   ❝  wasn’t expecting  company.  ❞  she chimes smoothly in a quiet quip with a sly smile, form slowly continuing it’s way through the window as feet make landfall to the ground.  /  @sevenswcrds​  requested a short starter !

[lcsthings]

@sevenswcrds​ // gets solas

          IT SEEMS SOME THINGS REMAINED THE SAME, no matter how much has changed. The scrutiny of all those in this so-called Inquisition remained ever constant, despite his frequent assists & helpful knowledge. Even sitting out in the gardens of Skyhold, harmlessly reading a book, left him open to the shrewd eyes of those who called the garden their home. It was… tiresome. Not that their gossiping nature did him any harm, but always feeling eyes on the back of his head had him constantly on edge, muscles bunched & ready to spring.

         IT DIDN’T HELP THAT THE INQUISITOR has become a familiar face in the rotunda, always with questions, curious stares — of which he could appreciate, no doubt, but regardless of their shared elven blood, she was still an oddity holding far too much power in her hand, and the truth of the matter was this: he did not, & could not allow himself to, trust her. “ Why? ” In the middle of her current question ( of which there is many ), Solas suddenly interrupts her with simply one word. “ I imagine there is much that requires your attention here at Skyhold, Inquisitor. Why spend your spare time in my company? ”

[enduringlystoic]

   ❝ where is it you’re hoping to be, exactly? ❞

@sevenswcrds​ ♥’d for a starter

[cursedbcrn]

@sevenswcrds said ❛ you’re just going to leave without saying goodbye? ❜ (caine)

           The bag on Hope's shoulder feels like it is weighed down with dumbbells and she flinches when she hears Caine's voice behind her. She doesn't know if it is meant to sound like an accusation, or the guilt that she is drowning under simply makes it sound like one, but it hurts all the same. She could leave, easily. Vampire speed, a spell to go invisible, a multitude of options at her fingertips that would allow her to avoid this painful conversation but Caine deserves more than that. After everything that they have done for Hope, one of the few to stay by her side during her long, painful descent.

"...I guess this is goodbye then."

Hope tries to keep her trembling under control, unable to turn and look at those yellow eyes. She knows if she turns around and Caine asks her to stay, she would, and they would just fall into the same cycle again and all the pain that she caused would have been for nothing. She doesn't even know when she'll be back, if she would be, and it's not fair for her to give them false hope.

"Where will you go?"