#thequeenofbeasts

[divinesleft-a]

@thequeenofbeasts​ 

       it’s been far too long since she last scaled a wall. thankfully this particular one isn’t too TALL, and the window has - thankfully - been left unlatched. 

perhaps she isn’t as STEALTHY as she used to be, but she still moves quietly as she swings open the window and climbs into the almost empty room. this would DEFINITELY be easier if she weren’t still wearing her full spymaster armor, but there was little time to change between the final war table meeting of the evening and everybody retreating back to their quarters. 

she watches her feet as she makes her way across the room to the only other inhabitant, stretching up on her toes to attempt to cover josephine’s eyes with her hands. 

“lady montilyet, what a surprise-”

[screenviolense-a]

@thequeenofbeasts​ sent: [ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine ( josie & anais ) 

        corypheus was dead. the breach was closed. everyone was safe and now that they were safe, they rejoiced with music and dance. anais just hoped it would last this time, unlike the last time she thought they were in the clear. she sat on the side for now, watching as their troops celebrating, not noticing josephine drawing nearer and how their hands had quickly become intertwined as she was drawn in close.

         ‘ it’s all over. ‘ anais murmured as they swayed to the music, one hand draped over josephine’s shoulder. ‘ imagine how happy we’ll be. ‘

[trevelyann]

tudors sentence prompts | accepting

@thequeenofbeasts​ sent:  

 ❝ Diplomacy is nearly always settled by such proximity. ❞ from Josephine

“But must it always be in such close proximity?” Evelyne grumbles, tugging at the various decorations and accoutrements that accent her formal attire. 

She sighs, quitting her fiddling. She smiles softly at her ambassador. “I’m sorry, Josephine. I know you’ve worked really hard on this ball, and I appreciate the effort. I suppose I’m just frustrated that we must have one in the first place. There’s a tear in the sky, demons everywhere, people infected with Red Lyrium, and yet the Orlesian nobles want another fancy ball so that they can base their decision to ally with us on how we’ve decided to decorate Skyhold.”

She turns to look in the mirror at the outfit Josephine had chosen for her, making sure all of her various tassels and things were neatly in place. “All of us are lucky to have you as our ambassador. I hope you know this.”

[starsdivine]

TEXT MESSAGES

@thequeenofbeasts​ said: [text] why did you send me gps coordinates to death valley? (from lena to charlie)

( SMS ) that was absolutely a mistype ( SMS ) i was meant to give you the coffee shop address ( SMS ) oh my god

[serenitystored-a]

@thequeenofbeasts​

being a part of the Aestus house meant that Diane, often in the place of her aging parents, was sent out to take care of skirmishes that were growing into bigger problems. this time it had been bandits that had chosen a prominent trade route and the nearby village as targets. the dismantling of their strength had been swift, simple, but not without help. - sword still raised, diane watches the masked figure across from her, curious and defensive all at once. do not let your guard down. 

“I suppose I should thank you. you being?”

[graunblida]

NSFW/Intimacy Memes   //   Accepting  @thequeenofbeasts​ sent: ✦ to finger my muse ( costia )

They were tucked away in one of the tower blindspots the pair would often use for a moment to themselves. Usually they were subtle enough that no one noticed or grew suspicious of either of their absences, though there might have been one or two close calls. They were exchanging FERVENT kisses, Costia’s body flush with the commander’s, and her hand down the front of her pants.

Eventually, Leksa’s breathing became more rugged. She was aware that her face must be turning flush as well. “ Cos, not now, “ She whispered, trying to remain discreet in their location. In just a short time, the commander was expected to meet with her council and needed to be in the right headspace. Though to be honest, Leksa didn’t make that much of an effort to break free from her lover. “ I have to go-” She tapered off at the end with a whimper, as Costia’s fingers brush against a sensitive spot.  She was at the mercy of the other, with no intention of slinking off now. Sometimes she truly believed her beloved to be an evil genius. So what if she didn’t arrive exactly on time. She would dare anyone to pry about her whereabouts.

[greatwrath]

@thequeenofbeasts​ hath requested a one-line starter!

“Why choose counselling as an occupation?”

[multiivolus-a]

@thequeenofbeasts​

penny, in her efforts to hide behind his legs and whine, nearly knocks river over. “sorry, uh - she’s not usually so shy.”