#Lavellan could be mountainous regions?

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rerjjrjjrkkkjrrk god damn it. now i need to rework ALL of my Dalish designs

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Wines of Thedas

Wines are often named after the place where they originate. As a result, many terms that we use for wines would be anachronistic in Thedas... so I dreamed up some wines that you can use in your writing and worldbuilding! In a couple places, I also came up with in-world explanations for where these wines could have derived their names.

In parentheses, I included the Real World wine the Thedas head canon was inspired by, when applicable.

Enjoy!

ICE WINES OF THEDAS

These are head canons I have for wines that are made from grapes that grow in humid continental climates where the first frost brings out the sugars in the grapes before they are harvested. While the climate of continental Ferelden would be the right temperature, any wines made there are kept locally and are not part of the greater Orlesian wine trade, which is dominated by wineries from the Frostbacks to the Minanter.

Cabernet Orles (Cabernet Franc) - The primary wine in Orlais made from black grapes. There are many varieties, named after local wineries.

Merlot - The name for this wine is derived from the Orlesian word merle, or blackbird. It is another common variety throughout the vineyards of Orlais, a dark-blue colored grape variety.

Dalish Wine (Gewürztraminer) - This is an aromatic wine grape and is often called "Spiced Dalish" for its bouquet. These grapes are grown exclusively on the western slopes of the Frostback Mountains. The name is a bit of a misnomer, having nothing to do with actual Dalish clans, instead coming from the region of the Dales where the wineries are located.  The human nobles who run the collection of wineries have tried to rebrand their wines, but despite many efforts to get another name to circulate, the term "Dalish Wine" still persists.

Cœurling (Riesling) - A white grape variety that originates in the Orlesian heartlands. It typically has notes of apple and tree fruit. Varieties that are grown along the Minanter tend to develop more citrus and peach notes.

Veltlin Verde (Grüner Veltliner) - Hailing from the Green Dales in the northern Minanter river basin, this sweet and citrus wine is named after the Antivan village Veltlin (not a canon location) where it was first fermented centuries ago.

Chenin Blanc - A white wine grape variety from the Chenin river valley in Central Orlais, on the coast of the Waking Sea. It is highly acidic and is used in the production of sparkling and dessert wines.

Armitage Blanc - A recent wine that was created by Jean Louis Armitage, who hails from Verchiel. He was trying to craft a new grape for the production of brandy and ended up with this winter-hardy variety instead. It is very popular for its high sugar levels and hardiness and has a fruity taste, a trendy wine du jour.

OTHER WINES

Cloudwater - In the wetlands of the Minanter River Delta, rice grows as a staple. The Dalish in the vicinity, including Clan Lavellan, use the rice to ferment this liquor that appears cloudy in color due to the unfermented rice solids that remain suspended in the alcohol. The Dalish use this cloudwater as a key ingredient in many tonics and syrup, and you can often find bottles of it for trade that have been infused with seasonal fruits such as wild strawberries, blackberries and cassis.

Seleny (Champagne) -  This sparkling wine originated in the Seleny river basin of western Antiva. It is renown for its secondary fermentation that causes the wine in the bottle to produce carbonation.

Seleny became associated with royalty in the Black Age, when Asha Campana became the Queen of Antiva. As a favorite wine of the queen, she sent bottles of it as a gift to celebrate each new wedding she arranged for her children and grandchildren across Thedas. The tradition was adopted to pop a cork of Seleny in celebration at wedding ceremonies, and the wine is often affectionately nicknamed “campane”--or the Orlesian bastardization “champagne”--for this reason.

Note from the author:

If you’d like to use these wines in your fanfic writing or DA roleplay, feel free to do so. You don’t have to credit me, but if you want to, you can tag me bc I’d really get a kick out of seeing them in action!

I have lots of friends and fellow fans to thank for brainstorming these with me or giving me prompts that led to these creations. I’m always a sucker for creating fictional culinary delights for Thedas, so if you wanna chat foods or world building (especially for Antiva), hit me up!

Xoxo Kitty

[buttsonthebeach]

Lost Horizon, Pt. 3

Here we go again folks! @scharoux continues to blow me away with her faith in me as we take Rhaella on this journey!

This long fic picks up almost directly where The Last Game last left off - with Rhaella pregnant and alone in a world where Solas has removed the Veil, despite her attempts to stop him. Rhaella has now escaped Kirkwall (and Solas) with Merrill in tow.

My Ko-Fi || My Commissions

Part One of Lost Horizon can be found here

Part Two of Lost Horizon can be found here

Other pieces about Rhaella I have written include:

1. All Things Green and Growing

2. The Long Road Back

3. The Turning of the Year

3. The Same Kind of Scar (contains explicit content)

4. World Without End (contains explicit content)

5. The Last Game Pt. 1, the Last Game Pt. 2, and the Last Game Pt. 3 (contains explicit content), and the Last Game Pt. 4

Pairing: Rhaella Lavellan x Solas, post-Trespasser

Rating: Teen

Warnings: Other parts of the series contain directly referenced character death for a character from DAI, implied character death for characters from DA2, and general references to death and destruction.

This section contains depictions of childbirth.

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At least they managed to get to the Emerald Graves without any problems.

Rhaella could count that as a blessing.

She cried herself to sleep more often than she didn’t, claimed she needed to take a break from riding because her back was sore when really she wanted to duck behind a tree and sob into her folded arms out of Merrill’s earshot - but at least they’d made it to the Emerald Graves. Beautiful, terrible, full of history. It was oddly soothing to be in a place that outwardly reflected what she inwardly felt, where past and present and heartbreak already collided.

It was not soothing to see so many spirits there.

These were not just the simple wisps that had followed them to Skyhold - these were fully matured spirits that could approach them and speak to them, or command them to go away, as did one spirit of Command as they entered the Graves. 

Spirits with fully formed personalities who might pass on word of two elven women, one of them heavily pregnant, making their way through the Emerald Graves.

“Maybe we shouldn’t stay here after all,” Merrill said as it became apparent that they were everywhere, and not just in one isolated part of the region.

Rhaella felt the tears well up all over again.

She was exhausted.

Exhausted in every way a person could be.

She had ridden hard and hoped hard and tried her best and she still had nothing to show for it but a plan that fell apart every time she tried to stitch it together. She just wanted to be safe. To have space to grieve. To prepare to welcome her son into the world. She couldn’t think of anywhere else they could go. The Exalted Plains were still a blasted wasteland and far too exposed by and large - nowhere really to hide, no safe warren to build her nest - who knew what any Dalish clan there would think of her - she couldn’t go further into the heart of Orlais - there was no time to cross the mountains back into Ferelden -

She was dimly aware that her breath was coming in shorter and faster, that the roaring in her ears had returned. Merrill’s hand was on her shoulder. None of that mattered, none of it could override the terror of how trapped she was.

Then, in a puff of purple smoke, there was Cole, eyes luminous, pale blond hair gleaming in the waning sun.

“Panicked, breaking but not broken - you have been here before and you will be here again and you will always pull through. Be still, friend. I am here to help.”

Cole’s hand went to her other shoulder. Rhaella’s panicked breath began to slow.

“What in the name of all of the Creators -” Merrill murmured. “Where did you come from? Who are you?”

“My brothers and sisters are worrying you,” Cole said, still looking only at Rhaella. “Do not be frightened. They will listen to me. I will tell them what a precious secret you carry, and they will keep it. I am here to help. I am always good at helping, aren’t I?”

Rhaella thought of the cheese and mint, the barrels full of daggers, the honey spilled on windowsills. A compassionate knife easing the pain of the dying. The tightness in her chest receded.

“Yes, Cole. You are.”

“Cole?” Merrill asked, bewildered. “Isn’t that a human name? Are you not a spirit?”

“Am I?” Cole asked, his voice laced with amusement. He had grown somehow since Rhaella saw him last. Perhaps he was more at home now that the Veil was gone, now that he was no longer torn between two worlds.

“Cole is a friend,” Rhaella said finally, rising, one hand on her belly, waiting to feel some movement from her child. When she felt it, the final bit of fear eased. “An old friend at this point, I suppose. He is also a spirit of Compassion.”

“And you knew him from before the Veil fell?” Merrill asked. She reached out and took hold of Cole’s hand. “And he has a body? But he can appear and disappear? I have never heard of such a thing. Are you like Anders and Justice, a spirit and a person sharing the same body?”

“No. I am only me. Only Cole.”

“Fascinating.” She dropped his hand and walked in a quick circle around the two of them.

Cole tilted his head, watching her progress. “Bright, buzzing, beautiful - your mind is full of shining gears. So much more clever than anyone ever gives you credit for. You and I will be friends.”

Merrill laughed - giggled, actually.

“Well, that’s settled then.”

A wave of exhaustion overcame Rhaella even as she smiled. “Cole, do you know somewhere safe for us? Somewhere we can settle in for a long time and remain undetected? We’ll need shelter, room to garden, fresh water…”

Cole nodded slowly. “I think so, yes. I will look, and tell the others not to speak of you.”

With another puff of smoke, he was gone.

“Do you think he can teach us how to do that?” Merrill asked, green eyes wide.

Rhaella snorted and shook her head. She did not have the energy to express it, not with her panic so recently gone and her belly so heavy and her back so sore, but she was grateful that Merrill was capable and intelligent and yet also innocent enough to still find wide-eyed joy in the broken world around them.

Cole returned a short while later and told them to follow him. He led them through the woods to a place where the land rose into two sharp cliffs on either side of them, drawing them down into a gorge. It opened up eventually into an elliptical clearing with trees and shrubs, flat grassy spaces, and a stream that poured through the rock face at the very end of it.

“It’s perfect,” Merrill said, pacing around. “Space enough for us to camp, to keep the animals, to start planting that garden.”

“Only one way in and one way out,” Rhaella said, eyeing the high sides of the cliffs around them. “If someone finds us, we’re trapped here.”

“We’ll set daily wards far enough away from the entrance that we’ll know if someone gets too close. A second layer behind that so we can be certain they’re headed in our direction. That will give us time to prepare to move on.”

Rhaella nodded. The exhaustion felt stronger now that the possibility of rest was so close. She nodded at most things that Merrill said from that point on - about the location of the garden, about the idea of making a small pen for their mounts, about making a lean-to to provide better shelter for them. She nodded and nodded until finally their bedrolls were set up and she could lie down and seek oblivion.

*

Rhaella woke from that oblivion in a flowering field - a clifftop, overlooking waterfalls. She recognized it at once. It was the place she had gone with Solas when he saved her from death in the Crossroads. When they made love for the first time. They had sat here together and talked. It was a beautiful place, if bittersweet now. Bitter because it was yet another place where he left her - sweet because it was the place where their child had been conceived.

She felt the warmth of the sun on her cheeks and tilted her head back and closed her eyes and let herself focus more on the sweetness than the bitterness for a moment. She was going to be a mother soon. Something she had wanted but feared would never happen. She would always have a piece of Solas - of the man she loved still, she could admit that here, surrounded by wildflowers and sunshine - and she was grateful for that. Grateful that it had happened. She breathed in deeply and let the warmth of the thought fill her, crown to toe. 

It spread, tingling all over her skin, warming her back - and then there were arms around her, and the warmth was coming from someone else’s body holding her close.

“Ma vhenan,” he whispered softly.

And that was when Rhaella realized what had happened.

She was in the Fade.

She had gone to sleep without taking Merrill’s draught, without setting her own mental wards through meditation.

The arms around her were Solas’s.

She stiffened in his embrace. She felt his arms loosen. She could stand, escape from his arms. Turn and scream at him. But she didn’t want to. She wanted to be held. To be safe in his embrace, to soak in his warmth, to turn and kiss him. She loved him. You couldn’t hide that kind of thing here in the Fade. It shimmered around you like the haze of a late summer afternoon.

She relaxed and felt him relax in turn, hold her closer. She breathed in the familiar smell of him, felt the beating of his heart, felt how her own ached and sped up at how much she longed for these moments with him still, after everything that happened. She heard him sigh, felt him nuzzle against her hair and breathe her in. She rested her hands on his forearms where they wrapped around her waist and felt tears rise in her eyes at the feeling of her palms on his bare skin, how good it felt. That simple connection that he had broken when he broke the sky open. 

They lingered there like that for a while - how long she could not say, because love and time both felt infinite here - and then he finally spoke.

“Come home.”

That broke the spell.

“No,” Rhaella said. She started gathering her strength so she could wake. Had he been trying to locate her while they held each other? Had he figured out where she was? She couldn’t risk another second longer in his company.

“Rhaella, please -”

She pulled free of his arms but then his hand was on her chin, thumb on her lips, not holding her, not grabbing her, but cupping her. Longing for her. 

She glanced back at Solas over her shoulder then, and it was like looking into the sun. His blue eyes, his freckles, the sharp angles of his face. His grief blinded her.

Ma vhenan, her heart sang back to him, but she did not let the words slip free.

“Come home,” he said again.

“No,” she said, and woke.

*

It was jarring to be back in the grotto with Merrill standing over her. Rhaella could still hear the roar of the waterfall in her ears. Could still smell the wildflowers. Could still smell him, feel him, at her side.

“Are you well?” Merrill asked. “I didn’t want to wake you but you were murmuring and twitching. Did you enter the Fade?”

Rhaella sat up and pressed the heels of her hands hard into her eyes, until her vision danced with spots of color. When she opened them again, and her eyes adjusted, she felt clear of the dream at last.

“Yes,” Rhaella said. “He was there. Solas.”

“Fenedhis. Did he figure out where we are?”

Rhaella thought about it a moment. She thought about the way he’d clung to her, the look on his face when she pulled away, how he kept asking for her to come home. Begging, really.

“I don’t think so,” she said. “I think he was really hoping that I would tell him. Or that I would just agree to come home. I didn’t get the sense that he was using his magic or trying anything covert.”

“He is the Dread Wolf,” Merrill said darkly. “The trickster. We can’t be certain. If you do really want to stay away from him, we have to assume that he would use an opportunity like that to track us. We can’t let you get so exhausted that you forget to take the draught or to guard yourself in the Fade.”

Rhaella imagined it again - the flowers and the water and the breeze and the sunshine and his arms around her. She ran her hands over her belly and imagined he was there with her, rejoicing in the new life they had created together. She imagined him being there when their son was born, the joy in his eyes when he held him.

Then she took all of those feelings and wrapped them carefully in a box and put them away.

“Yes,” she said to Merrill. “We will be more careful. I don’t want him to find us here.”

*

For two weeks, Rhaella and Merrill had space to breathe.

Not much space to breathe, of course - the opening they’d found in this ravine was not large, nor was the grotto in the shelter of the rock where they’d set up their shelter. But it was a sliver of peace in two lives that had not known much peace, especially not in the last several years.

They settled in at once with the practice of two Dalish women who’d been on the move many times before in their lives - arranging shelter while keeping an eye on the prevailing winds, designating latrine space well away from their fresh water supply, ensuring the animals had access to the water but likewise wouldn’t spoil it. And, of course, Rhaella’s favorite task - setting up a garden.

It was the garden that brought Rhaella the greatest peace in those two weeks, even more so than the fact that she no longer spent hours in a saddle, even more than the whisper of wind through the trees rather than the clamor of a city, even more than the fact that she could take a nap whenever she wanted to now. This had always been the thing that centered her, brought her peace. Her fingers in warm, dark earth, coaxing things to grow. It was how she and Solas had first begun to connect after all, wasn’t it? That gully in Crestwood, the blood lotus, their hands meeting in the rain.

Rhaella imagined connecting with her son over these same things. Showing him how to test the moisture in the soil, how to space the seedlings apart, which plants made good bedfellows and which ones didn’t. That was what brought her the most peace. The idea that she could build a life for her baby now, however small, however imperfect.

She was beginning to feel better about the idea of her son arriving soon. She and Merrill had no idea when it would be exactly, of course, but it had to be soon. Rhaella was big as a harvest moon in the autumn sky, heavy and tired every day now, working on the breathing exercises she’d once helped her Keeper teach other women in Clan Lavellan. She hadn’t yet reached the point of despair some women reached, where they became convinced the baby would never come, where the sheer weight of the waiting began to crush them. She didn’t think she would reach that point.

Your father made sure I was ready to wait for things with no idea of when they’d come. Thinking that they would never come.

Merrill was the only one who regularly ventured out of the grotto in those two weeks, mostly for the purposes of hunting. She reported hearing other elves nearby, though she never interacted with them. Some were Dalish, some Orlesian, and still others spoke Elvhen, the kind the two of them had only heard spoken by the likes of Abelas and Solas.

“I can mostly understand them at this point, and it didn’t sound like they were looking for anyone in particular,” Merrill reassured Rhaella. “I think they had just awoken from uthenera. They were trying to understand what happened, and find their way to civilization.”

That eased Rhaella’s tension. She had been vigilant about preventing exhaustion, about meditating before sleep, about taking Merrill’s herbal draughts. She had not entered the Fade since that night that Solas came to her, and she had not been using her magic either. She didn’t like the full feeling that gave her, like snaps of electricity might spring from her hands without her control the way they had when her magic first manifested, but it was a necessary evil for now. Eventually - someday - it would not be like this.

She was going to live forever now, after all. Wasn’t she?

When Rhaella was working in the garden one day and felt the staticky change in the air, she thought it was her overripe mana at first. Then she looked up at the sky, saw the high, billowing clouds in the distance. She took a deep breath and breathed in the metallic smell of oncoming rain.

“There’s going to be a storm,” she called back to Merrill, who was busy with something near their bedrolls, her back turned.

Merrill mimicked her at once - looking to the sky, smelling the air.

“You’re right. A good summer thunderstorm, and a strong one at that. I’ll work on blocking off the entrance to the ravine so the animals can’t escape if they are frightened by the thunder and lightning.”

Merrill tucked away whatever she’d been working on quickly enough that Rhaella felt a pang of confusion and curiosity. She didn’t pry further, though. Merrill had done more than Rhaella had any right to deserve since they escaped Kirkwall.

Then Rhaella felt another pang, not in her chest but lower down, in her belly and back. A tightening like a giant hand had come down and squeezed her whole midsection. The back of her neck prickled and her heart sped up.

Could it be - ?

It was better to just keep busy and keep moving. There was so much to do before the storm came. (Her belly tightened.) She wanted to check the trellises for the plants in the garden and ensure that they were secure. She wanted to wrap the baskets with their provisions in oiled cloth so that if water reached them they would not spoil. (Her belly tightened.) She wanted to move their bedrolls further back into the grotto, under the overhang of rock, and then cast a barrier so none of the elements could reach them. (Her belly tightened.) Could she sustain barriers over the garden and their animals, too? Barriers were simple spells and if she cast them without any particular flare, and cast them quickly, they would not attract anyone to them -

This time when her belly tightened, it stopped Rhaella in her tracks, locking up her breath within her chest. It came with a wave of pain bright and coppery as blood.

“Rhaella? Are you well?” Merrill’s voice broke through and Rhaella could breathe again.

“I am,” she said, even as nervous flutters filled her chest and stomach in the wake of the pain, as she considered what it probably meant.

“You can take a rest,” Merrill said. “I can finish the preparations for the storm.”

Rhaella had only gotten through half of her list. She couldn’t allow Merrill to take on everything else.

Her belly tightened hard when she started over towards their dry goods with the oiled cloth, and her steps slowed to a crawl, until she finally had to concede and stop moving. She felt Merrill watching her even through the pain that came with it, spiraling up her spine.

“Barriers,” Rhaella managed at last, after what felt like an eternity. “Could you help with some barriers? Just to keep the worst of the wind - ” The pain was lingering now, slinking through her body even when the tightness was gone. “Off of the plants and the animals and our provisions.”

“Of course,” Merrill said. “Are you certain you don’t want to rest?”

“Positive,” Rhaella said. If anything she felt the need to move and pace, however slowly she moved. Something was happening in her body, something she’d seen happen to dozens of women before her when she still lived with her clan, but something she still feared to name out loud.

So she did move, continuing over to the dry goods and kneeling down, wrapping each woven basket up in its cloth, pausing when another contraction hit her to rest her forehead on her arms. She could use the word now, she knew what was happening. Her child was on its way, and even just thinking the words filled her with twin tendrils of anxiety and excitement. She knew she should tell Merrill but the clouds were thickening and the chemical smell of rain was picking up and it would break soon, and sometimes this phase of labor went on for hours and hours anyway, and Merrill had already done so much for her -

Her belly squeezed tighter and tighter and pain burst behind her eyes in fractal patterns like lightning, and she leaned against another basket of dry goods and did her best to breathe through it, reminding herself to soften her jaw, to unclench her hands. Tried not to wonder what her baby would look like, if she would see Solas’s eyes looking back at her in a few hours. 

Tried not to think about what was now irrevocable, undeniable - Solas would not be there for the birth of his child.

The sky darkened and their mounts wickered nervously and the wind picked up and Rhaella had just made her way into their sleeping quarters and laid down when the storm burst above them with a crack of thunder and a cascade of rain. Merrill cast her final barrier, sealing them into the grotto with a shimmer of magic light. The rain hit the barrier and flowed over it, almost like a waterfall, so ethereal and lovely that for a moment Rhaella just watched it, heedless of anything else around or within her.

Then - another contraction, so sharp this time she cried out, and a rush of wet between her legs.

“Now then,” Merrill said calmly, appearing at her side. “Don’t you think we ought to discuss the fact that you are having a baby today?”

Rhaella could not help but laugh, however weakly, as the contraction ended. The next one came on quicker, though, and then she was not laughing.

Merrill hummed to herself, barely audible above the sound of the storm outside, as she set about making preparations. She poured water from one of their sealed jugs into the pot they used for cooking and summoned heat into her hands so she could warm it to boiling, even though they always purified it before they put it in the jugs. She laid a large clean cloth beneath Rhaella and neatly folded several others nearby, and unrolled a pack of surgical tools that was part of any good Keeper or First’s pack at all times. Rhaella tried not to look at those. She tried to focus more on the excitement than on the nerves. She was going to meet her child at the end of all of this.

Lightning flashed while Rhaella labored, illuminating the grotto and casting severe shadows everywhere she looked. There was little room to stand and walk but Merrill encouraged her to move through different positions, to sway and rock and do anything she could to distract herself from the pain as it grew, grew, grew. Merrill fed little whispers of magic into her belly, just enough to dull the pain, but every time it seemed to come back stronger. The wind roared outside and her world narrowed down to just how much it hurt, how each hurt was coming faster and faster and stronger and closer together and how there was nothing but pain and the sound of the rain and Merrill’s cool hands soothing her, soft encouraging words that Rhaella could not longer hear or understand. There was only the pain and the present and the feeling that both were neverending - and then, layered on top of it, a sudden terror - the realization that this was real and if the pain ever did end she would be a mother and she wasn’t going to be enough for her son, she knew that already -

“You can do this, Rhaella,” Merrill said over and over again. “You can do this.”

“I can’t, I can’t, I can’t, I can’t, I don’t know how to this on my own -”

“You’re going to be just fine, lethallan. You have everything you need within you.”

“But I don’t have him, I don’t have -” Even in the haze of her pain she cut off the thought. No. She didn’t need Solas here. She didn’t need him at all.

“You have made it this far on your own power. You have everything you need, lethallan. I believe in you. All of our ancestors are here with you in this moment, and they are giving you everything you need.”

The next sensation that overpowered her was a deep pressure, a need to push that overwrote the feeling of pain swarming every part of her. She had to, had to, had to push, had to push right now, had to push as hard as she could, had to push even if it was going to break her, and she feared it might, and Merrill wanted her to try sitting up or moving to all fours but she couldn’t do it, not without him -

“Solas!”

The name was torn from her lips, primal as the sound of the storm, and she wished in that moment that he was as powerful as everyone said he was, that he might appear at her side, summoned like a spirit, and take the pain away, tell her he was here, that she was going to be okay.

But he didn’t come, and that was what she really wanted anyway, wasn’t it?

There was no more thought after that, only the pain and the urge to make it stop - and then, finally, one last long hard push, and there was a tiny, squalling, red-haired infant in Merrill’s hands. The pain evaporated and there was only wonder.

“You have a daughter,” Merill said, smiling, exhausted.

A daughter.

Not what she had imagined, expected. But small and perfect and nestled against Rhaella’s bare chest now, squirming and crying and balling up her tiny little fists. Rhaella felt tears of a different sort streaming down her face as she held her there, skin to skin, close as close could be.

“Hello, little one,” she said again and again over the cries as they quieted. “Hello, hello, hello.”

Then her belly tightened again, hard, and the pain and the pressure were back.

“What’s happening?” Rhaella managed as she felt the urge to grit her teeth - to push again.

“The afterbirth, most likely,” Merrill said, though even she was frowning as she felt Rhaella’s belly.

“No, this feels - this feels like what just -” Rhaella’s breath began to quicken again. She held her daughter back out to Merrill. “Take her.”

And just like that, like a nightmare that would not end, like a dam breaking, the pain flooded her all over again, coursing through her body, tearing another scream from her throat. She had to push, push, push again, but her daughter was already here, she wanted to hold her, she wanted this to be done -

And then there was more crying - another infant in Merrill’s hands.

“Creators above,” Merrill murmured, and then looked up, smiling. “You have two daughters.”

Rhaella laid back against the pillows they had arranged behind her, and held out her arms.

Merrill nestled both babies into Rhaella’s arms, and she held them, and studied their fine copper hair, the scrunched red faces. She marveled at how they both curled against her instantly, as if soothed by her presence. Her daughters. She had two daughters. How was she going to feed and care for two babies?

The ‘how’ didn’t matter, actually. She was going to do it. She already loved them both so much that it paralyzed her and gave her wings. She had two daughters.

Merrill checked them over while they cuddled against Rhaella and pronounced that they were both healthy, and that Rhaella herself was in good shape - nothing a little healing magic wouldn’t repair, which Merrill performed quickly. Rhaella wanted to sleep but she didn’t know how she would take her eyes off the two perfect marvels that were now spreading out their limbs, turning their little heads, exploring, suckling at her breasts. She didn’t know how she would ever sleep again when she wanted to memorize the exact slant of their little pointed ears.

“Thank you,” she said to Merrill when she finally remembered that there was a world beyond her two tiny daughters. “Thank you.”

“Thank you for trusting me to be part of this moment,” Merrill said, smiling. She looked worn out too. The storm was still going, though not nearly as intense as before. Rhaella wondered how long she had labored for. “I did have one more gift for you - though in hindsight, it is not enough.”

Merrill went over towards her side of their grotto and rustled around. She returned carrying a small woven cradle. Rhaella thought back to all the times she’d seen her friend working secretively over the last two weeks, hiding things away, and her heart was so full of joy and gratitude that it broke open again, and tears welled out from her eyes.

“I will have to make a second one, but they should both fit for now,” Merrill said, considering.

“I do not deserve your kindness,” Rhaella managed, barely a whisper.

“Of course you do,” Merrill said. “Everyone deserves kindness. And you have done so much for our world. It is the least I can offer in return.”

Rhaella let the tears fall a little longer. One after the other, her daughters fell away from her breasts, calmer now.

“Would you like to hold them?” she offered.

“Always,” Merrill said, arms outstretched. “That’s the best part of helping, isn’t it?”

Merrill smiled and cooed at them and Rhaella watched her and tried to wrap her mind around it all. She’d done it. She’d had twin girls. She’d borne Solas’s children, and he was not there. She had a family now, so many years after the family she’d known had disappeared. It was not exactly how she’d imagined how it would happen - perhaps not even how she’d wanted it to happen - but she’d done it, and she was beginning a new chapter in her life now. A happier one, because these two girls were in it.

“What will you call them?” Merrill asked.

“I haven’t the faintest idea,” Rhaella laughed weakly. “I was convinced I would have a son.”

“That’s a decision for later, then,” Merrill said. “Rest now. I’d say you’ve earned it.”

They settled the girls into their bassinette, and as much as she’d thought she would stay awake forever watching them, Rhaella felt her eyelids growing instantly heavy, her whole body dropping like a stone into sleep, and then there was darkness.

*

When Rhaella woke she was in the field of wildflowers again - the high plateau overlooking the waterfalls. It was peaceful. Lovely. Quiet. Her shoulders and chest felt lighter than they had in years. She tipped her head back and felt the warmth of the sun on her face and let out a long, slow breath. She was going for a walk through this field. She had all the time in the world.

(There was, in the back of her mind, a small prickling, a little spike of doubt like a stubborn weed. But she knew that she deserved this moment. She knew this field was safe.)

The flowers and tall wild grass brushed soft against her fingers as she walked. She breathed in their scent - herbal and sweet and sharp and earthy. There was a river at the other end of the plateau. She’d walk there and let her feet dangle in the water. It had been such a very long time since she rested - really rested - and she had earned this.

(She knew, with all her arcane training, that something was off here - but she did not care.)

The river rushed over a bed of colorful rocks - tans, peaches, browns, creams, all rubbed smooth by eons of running water. Rhaella lifted her skirts and stepped into the river, feeling it pull at her ankles and cool her skin, enjoying the pressure and texture of the rocks against the soles of her feet. She’d been on a long journey, and this was her reprieve. She closed her eyes, and tipped her face up to the sun, and it felt warm enough to banish every winter to come. The sound of the wind through the field and trees filled her soul.

She opened her eyes, and the wolf was there on the other side of the river, looming large and black as the abyss of night.

He sat there on his haunches, and even without the six glowing eyes, she knew him.

Her reprieve was over.

“I’m not in the mood for parlor tricks. What do you want, Fen’Harel?” she said, words sharp as glass.

Smoke blurred the form of the wolf and when it cleared Solas was there, forehead creased with sadness, eyes so blue they pierced her like arrows. There was some pride left in the straightness of his spine - but his shoulders were slumped forward. Not enough that a casual observer would catch it, but enough that she did. She’d struck true and deep with her words.

“I wanted only to observe you for a while. To have the hope that you might look upon me as another part of this scene and not as something you hated.”

Vhenan, why? Why would you smash everything up and then sit and cry amongst the pieces?

“If you didn’t want me to hate you, you shouldn’t have done something so hateful.”

“Please -” he started forward, bare toes touching the river now. “You know it was not an act of hate. You know I wished there was some other way. You know I tried to find another way. But it is done now, and there will be no more secrets or lies between us. I lived a life wrapped up in secrets and I have torn them all away now. I only want you. Our life together. Please -”

Another step forward, and the river lapped around his ankles.

Rhaella did not move.

“You’ve spoken sweetly to me before and brought me only pain afterwards. This is just another one of those times.”

“Vhenan, that is not true. I have meant every sweet word I have ever spoken to you. I mean them now. I cannot keep you safe when you are apart from me like this.”

“You didn’t seem to care if I was safe or not the first time you left me. Why do you care about my safety now when I am the one who left you?”

“Rhaella, you do not know the stakes. The people who are out to find you now - the Evanuris - even you cannot stand before them unaided. And you must think of our child. Come back to me before they arrive, and let me protect you both - let me be the person I have always wanted to be, before all the lies - a man who loves and is loved. Let me be there for my child.”

Rhaella opened her mouth to reply, but at that moment a strong breeze whipped across the plateau, stripping flowers from their stems, bending the trees, bringing with it the scent of water and earth and new life -

And carrying the sound of a crying infant.

Solas went utterly still.

His jaw dropped slowly down.

“Rhaella -” he began, voice hoarse, pleading.

She woke.

*

“Rhaella. Rhaella.”

It wasn’t Solas’s voice that greeted her on waking, but Cole’s. He hovered over her, moon-pale eyes wide and unblinking. Rhaella came back to her body. She was sore and exhausted in ways she had never been, and her breasts were full and tingling, and she remembered it all abruptly.

My daughters. I had my daughters.

They were crying in their bassinette. Her heart leapt at the sound. Nothing on earth could have kept her from them in that moment. Not even the member of their father standing stock still in the river, eyes as wide as if he’d been dealt a killing blow.

Merrill was hovering over the bassinette, hushing them.

“I wanted to let you sleep a little while longer, but it seems they need you,” she said as Rhaella knelt beside her. Rhaella reached into the basket and touched her daughters, one after the other. Their warm full bellies and their soft rosy cheeks and their little balled fists. She reached for one of them, preparing to lift her. She was dimly aware that the storm had passed, that a thin, eerie mist had snaked its way into the grotto. That something felt wrong. But all that mattered was her two little girls, and she was going to care for them, and she wasn’t going to cry over the memory of their father standing there alone, betrayed.

“There is no time,” Cole said, his voice soft and urgent.

“What is it?” Rhaella asked, though her stomach had already dropped into her toes.

The air was too still. Then Merrill’s head jerked up suddenly, like a horse that had heard the snap of a twig. There was no sound - but Merrill was the one who’d placed the wards well outside the ravine. The one who would know if someone was approaching.

Cole straightened slowly, his gaze distant and unfocused, as he followed Merrill’s gaze.

“He is coming,” Cole said.

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newfragile yellows [893]

"Wolves aren't aquatic," Bull says. Ellana’s momentarily stunned because she has no idea where this is coming from. She pauses in the middle of tracing one of their possible strategies on their map, turning to Krem and Dalish who both look just as confused as she does.

“Okay?” Krem says when Bull doesn’t say anything further.

The Qunari is standing between Ellana and Krem, face inscrutable and arms folded over his chest as he gazes down at the map they’ve been poring over for the past few hours. Bull grunts, face bland.

The three of them slowly turn away from Bull to exchange looks with each other, determining that no, none of them have any idea why Bull suddenly said that.

Dalish’ expression clearly reads how much she wants to say he’s going senile out loud. Krem’s expression is begging them both not to ask lest they get some kind of lecture or dragged off tangent.

Ellana turns her gaze back towards the map where her finger was hovering over a narrow mountain pass.

“So,” Ellana says hesitantly as she lowers her finger back down to touch the map’s worn surface, “If I take a handful of scouts through here, and maybe Rocky to be safe, I think we could cut our target off here. We’d have to move fast and mostly blind. I won’t know the risk until I get there. This time of year it could be wet or dry and the condition of the pass could either be manageable or perilous. It’s prone to mudslides especially since there was a recent fire in the area. I don’t know how much the local flora has recovered. But I think this could help cut down on escape routes and — “

“Wolves,” Bull cuts in, voice low, “Don’t have feathers.”

Dalish turns to Krem, expression screaming her desire to comment.

Krem’s gaze is focused solely on Ellana. His gaze begs her not to engage.

And Ellana wants to listen to her vice captain. She really, really does. She likes Krem most of the time, despite the amount of teasing they throw back and forth and how many times he’s abandoned her to Bull’s ruthless training sessions. She really, really wants to do this for him.

So Ellana reigns it in and waits in silence with the rest of them to see if Bull is going to say anything else.

Krem’s entire body is as stiff as a board as they wait for further comment. Ellana has no doubt that under the table Krem’s got a foot on Dalish’s and is pressing down as hard as he can to warn her about keeping her mouth shut.

Ellana watches Bull’s face for anything. But he’s still looking at the map and he is wearing the face of stone, of granite. The one that Ellana’s never been able to read with any measure of confidence. It is a face that requires a key to get past and no one’s ever even glimpsed the outline of that precious object.

It is the face Bull uses when he wants to be unknown.

This face is, in Ellana’s experience, used in order to start some shit.

“Go on, Lavellan,” Krem says when Ellana takes too long trying to find a crack in that granite vault.

Ellana reluctantly turns back towards the map, circling an area of incline. “There’s a footpath here that I can lead my squad up to get to high ground, if the high ground still exists. It’s shored up with stone so it should be there unless there was a heavy slide. If we can get here and wait there while the rest of you close in from the other sides then we can cut them off perfectly. If they pass through here then we can just shoot them with flaming arrows or something. Or we could get Rocky to do a controlled slide — “

“Wolves aren’t built with aerial maneuvers in mind.”

“Oh my fucking god,” Dalish caves. “Fucking say it. Just fucking say what it is that’s in your head and get it over with. Elgar’nan burn it straight out of you and Andruil rip it out of your mouth with her silver line — just say it.”

“Fuck me,” Krem groans, throwing his head back and putting his hands over his eyes. “Andraste have mercy.”

Bull slowly turns to Ellana. Ellana braces for impact.

“You sure do like taking swan dives into the most reckless bullshit I’ve ever heard be put to words, Wolf,” Bull says. “You want Rocky to purposefully trigger a mudslide in one of the steepest, narrowest, most unstable regions I’ve ever seen in the south? You’ve finally lost all sense.”

Ellana bristles, ignoring Krem hissing at her to not engage.

“It makes perfect sense,” Ellana replies. “The pass is a logical escape route if we’re driving them in this direction. It’s because it’s such a narrow pass and it’s because it’s got such poor terrain that it becomes an easy trap. You just need to be able to read the terrain well. And I can. I’m not going into this eyes shut. I know the risks and I know how to manage them.”

“There are too many variables to this and you know it, you can’t see or control them all.”

“I don’t have to! I just need to know and control mots of them, which I do.”

“You can’t know that unless you know all of it, and you don’t. No one does. This is al hypothetical anyway. This presumes you don’t just roll up there and see the entire pass as flooded or worse. What then?”

“Clearly if it’s so bad that I can’t get through then our targets can’t get through either.” Ellana scowls.

“But you’ve just wasted our time,” Bull snaps. “I’m not signing off on sending you on some bullshit waste of time when I could have that power somewhere else being productive.”

“Doing what, exactly? You’ve got all the fire power you need. This is security.”

“This is the opposite of security. I’m not risking you, Rocky, and whoever else you rope into this on some stupid trap that may or may not be feasible and may or may not kill you. Fuck, I didn’t think I had to say that out loud, Wolf. Come up with a plan that has any number of success that isn’t fluctuating wildly between one and zero and then we can talk. The entire premise of the plan shouldn’t be you turn up there and wing it, if this then this the entire way through. Give me something solid.”

[elellan]

Chapters: 16/? Fandom: Dragon Age: Inquisition, Dragon Age (Video Games) Relationships: Female Inquisitor/Cullen Rutherford, Female Lavellan/Cullen Rutherford

THIS CHAPTER! I've been wanting to post it since FOREVER! And now, the time has come. There is a battle, TOO! I hope you like it!

CHAPTER 16 - DWARFSON’S PASS

They were travelling on horseback through jagged hills. They had left the snowy mountains behind them and the sun was setting. On the hills and at the sides of the gravelled road, conifer trees exuded their balmy perfume. Riwan was on the front of their little group. She patted her halla on its back and looked at the little puffs of breath coming out of the animal’s mouth. Cassandra was riding beside her. She was shuffling with a torch which she would soon light and had let the harness dangling from her steed’s neck. Their silence was sometimes broken by Varric and Dorian, who were whispering and chuckling behind them in hushed voices. No one dared to speak out loud and aside from her two companions’ occasional chit chat, Riwan could only hear the calls of the nocturnal birds of the forest crying from tree to tree, the sound of a faint wind making the pine needles rustle softly, the hooves of their mounts on the earth and gravel, accompanied by the occasional puffing and panting. At the rear of the small group, Cullen and four of his most skilled corporals rode Fereldan Forders, tall and sturdy. They still had a few hours to ride and Riwan dearly wished to reach Dwarfson’s pass as soon as possible. She was afraid they might run into a pack of wolves… or worse. Both Cullen and Cassandra didn’t carry any Inquisition symbol on their armours: they had planned that mission into detail and had decided that they couldn’t afford to be recognized by anyone, lest some rumour of their presence in the area may reach unwanted ears. 

“Just another few hours, Inquisitor”, Cassandra’s voice startled her.

“Yes”, Riwan answered. Her voice came out muffled by the thick hood on her head.

When two mornings before Riwan had entered the war room, she found all of the advisors and Cassandra waiting for her. Their solemn and grave looks made her eager to joke: “All right, what did I do wrong, this time?”, she chuckled, raising her hands to show that she was unarmed. No one made show of appreciating her joke, save perhaps for Josephine, the only one who smiled at her.

“Inquisitor, we have been waiting for you”, Leliana said, her steely gaze always unfathomable.

“What’s happened?”. She felt unease crawling below her skin. 

“I’ve got news, Inquisitor”, Cullen’s steady voice cut the air, “About that operation you authorized in the Hinterlands some time ago”.

“Which one?”. She didn’t know why but she immediately relaxed and started to breathe normally again. It couldn’t be that bad and it couldn’t be news about her sister.

“We tracked down a major red lyrium supply chain”, Cullen continued. 

She quietly looked at him: he looked better than the days before, his face having regained some of its colour and his hands resting on the hilt of his sword. “Their base is in Dwarfson’s pass-”.

“Dwarfoson’s pass? That can’t be!”, Riwan interrupted him.

“I told him the same thing, Inquisitor”, Cassandra said. She stood tall beside Cullen and her lips made a straight angry line on her face. “Apparently we missed something”.

“We searched thoroughly the entire region, I cannot believe it!”. Riwan shook her head. She would not hear of such an insinuation of negligence after all she had suffered in the Hinterlands.

“Whether you had already found their base and overlooked it or not is not our problem right now, Inquisitor”, Leliana froze her, “Cullen’s agents and mine have found a cave from which a great deal of shipments of lyrium are sent abroad. They believe that the cave leads to an unguarded waterway”.

“Where do those shipments go?”, Riwan asked.

“We do not know yet, but we have discovered two things worthy of our particular attention. One of my men died in trying to retrieve this information: he was discovered by the red templars. Fortunately enough, the other scouts found his body. He had time to scribble something and he carried the message in his hand: ‘ledger’. The cave may contain a ledger that tracks more than just this supply chain. We must get a hold of it”.

“Yes, and furthermore”, Cullen continued after Leliana, “We have discovered that the leader of this chain is Gislain. I met the man once or twice in Kirkwall. I believe he is one of Samson’s favourites. He is highly dangerous and we must catch him”.

“All right”. Riwan swallowed and rested her hands on the great map of Thedas that covered the table. Her eyes searched for Dwarfson’s pass: Cullen had already put his signal on it. “When should we leave?”.

“One of their major shipments will supposedly depart from their base in three days”, Leliana said. “I suggest that you leave the day after tomorrow, in the morning. You should be able to reach your destination in the evening and then be ready to strike before dawn”.

“All right. Anything else?”.

“Inquisitor”. Cullen slightly raised his head and frowned, “I wish to accompany you in this mission. Any blow we strike on Samson should be my blow too”.

“Very well, Commander. It will be an honor to fight by your side”. 

“And for me by your side, Inquisitor”.

They reached their camp in Dwarfson’s pass after that long and silent ride. Riwan was sitting near the fire, wrapped in a woollen cover from which only her feet emerged. She looked intently at the flames emitting sparks and snaps while Cullen, sitting opposite her, got over their plan for the morning speaking out loud with his soldiers. Just like Cassandra, he could bear the weather just in a thin shirt and breeches. The Seeker was having a long conversation with one of the scouts, while Dorian and Varric were freshening up at a nearby spring.

“While you stand guard outside, we will enter the cavern. What’s our main objective, Inquisitor?”.

“Finding Gislain”, Riwan answered with a bored voice. As if they hadn’t gotten over and over that stupid plan for hours in the war room.

“Yes. And-”.

“The first who sees him goes after him”.

“No. It will be either Cassandra or me  You don’t know that man, Inquisitor”, Cullen said, searching for her eyes through the flames of the fire.

“I have already fought some red templar’s knights”, Riwan said. She started playing with her hair, begging silently for a dreamless sleep to come.

“You will stick to the plan, Inquisitor”. Cullen looked furious and menacing even without his armour on. 

“I will stick to the plan”, she mumbled. She got up, sighing: true, her dealings with Cullen had gotten better in the last week, he didn’t avoid her anymore and he could talk to her almost normally, he even let her enter his study but… Mythal, was he obsessed with his work. Since she’d rather laugh and relax than speculating over their probable death in battle, she went in search of Varric and Dorian.

Just as she reached the limit of the camp, the two returned with damp hair and placid faces.

“Are you nervous, Riwan?”, Dorian asked. He took her by her arm and led her in front of his tent. She sat on the earth while the mage went in search of a clean towel in his sack. He came out massaging his head. 

“A little bit”, she confessed. “Cullen seems nervous, so-”.

“Does he? I think he is in his average degree of uptightness”.

Varric’s chuckles reached them from his tent. “Don’t worry, crazy”, his head popped out from its untied flaps. “It will be alright. The usual crazy shit, just… with two annoying prigs instead of one”. 

Riwan snorted.

“Varric, if we survive you owe some more Hawke stories!”.

“When we survive!”, he yelled back.

“Very well, I’ll see if I can manage to get some sleep”. Riwan got up, tightening the cover around her shoulders. “Goodnight, guys”.

They both answered and before she went away Dorian took her hand. “Come here, dear”, he said. “Don’t worry”, he cupped her cheek and pushed a strand of her hair behind her ear. 

“That was sweet!”, Riwan said. She smiled broadly and squeezed his hand.

“Don’t tell anyone”, he whispered, “It may ruin my reputation”. 

“Now I want to kiss you goodnight!”.

“Go away, elf!”.

Riwan chuckled and reached her tent in a better mood. She eyed Cullen from afar: he was still sitting in front of the fire, talking quietly with Cassandra. Their words were indiscernible and she stood there for a moment, tracing his profile with her eyes.

CONTINUE ON AO3

[misscaller-blog]

VITAL STATISTICS

I’ve been using this template for character statistics for ages and can no longer source it properly, so all credit is due to the original author of it!

BASIC

NAME: Chelsea Caller (born Savannah Evangeline Kittrell Whichillow) NICKNAMES: Chels is the most common abbreviation of Chelsea, but a fair number of people know her as IcyHot, which is vague in origins but still widely accepted because it is so fitting AGE: 26 years old (in-game and at present) BIRTHDAY: Date of birth unknown (31 May, 1992) GENDER: Cisgender female PRONOUNS: She/her/hers, Chelsea also accepts they/them/theirs

FAMILY

MOTHER: Iona Delilah Whichillow (née Carnathan, also Callaway and Kittrell) FATHER: Easton Lee Whichillow (adoptive father), Sullivan Butler Kittrell (biological father) SIBLINGS: Sutton Wellsley Whichillow, her younger half-sister

PHYSICAL ATTRIBUTES

ETHNICITY: White (like many white Americans, European in ancestry, but she’s a tenth or so generation American, which Iona is very proud of) NATIONALITY: American, specifically Kentuckian. HEIGHT: 5′10 BUILD: Mesomorphic, athletic TATTOOS: None, and she has no particular interest in getting any PIERCINGS: She has a few piercings in each of her ears HAIR COLOR: A light blonde that flits between golden and platinum depending on the lighting EYE COLOR: Green, like her father’s DOMINANT HAND: Right, unless it’s for texting, a skill she’s only picked up recently, then it’s left ANOMALIES: Several scars on various parts of her body ACCENT: General American, previously somewhere between the Southern Mountain dialect of English and Southern American English

MEDICAL HISTORY: She broke her wrist when she was eleven years old after falling off her bike, but other than a few scattered winter-time viruses over her childhood, an incident with bananas when she was four, and colic as an infant, her medical history is brief.  

ALLERGIES: Bananas (not an anaphylactic reaction, but they make her ill). NERVOUS TICS: None that she’s aware of. The members of the heist team would say she tends to toss her long hair every which way when she’s standing and waiting, bored. QUIRKS: (trigger warning for alcohol) There are certain words she can’t pronounce and doesn’t attempt to, Chelsea always has an opaque water bottle with something alcoholic in it at a heist (usually bourbon) (and accordingly, she carries mints, usually rolls of peppermint Lifesavers, with her everywhere as well), every item of clothing she owns has a pocket somewhere in it, she wears a pair of tiny gold hoop earrings every day.

LIFESTYLE

RESIDES: Thomaston, Nassau County, New York BORN: Carnathan House, Lavellan’s Wrath (also known as ‘the Wrath’ by locals in the region), Kentucky. RAISED: Lavellan’s Wrath, Kentucky.

PETS: Her childhood dogs were two black purebred Groenendaels named Savoir-Faire and Éclair. Easton gifted her a Australian shepherd she named Salacious after choosing the word at random from one of the books in the library (Iona hated Salacious’ name, and referred to her as Mignon instead) for her twelfth birthday, a few months before Sutton was born — the dog was a transparent consolation for her mother’s pregnancy, but Chelsea misses her old friend immensely.

RELIGION: Raised Protestant, along with the rest of the Wrath. BELIEFS: Her only belief is that exhaustion is endless. MISDEMEANORS AND FELONIES: By nature of the work she does as an accomplice to Roman’s heists, she has maybe fifty, seventy-five years of charges already. But being sent to prison would require getting caught, and she tries not to think of such miserable things. TICKETS AND/OR VIOLATIONS: None, and she doesn’t intend to receive any. DRUGS: None. She doesn’t like to be ‘out of control’. SMOKES: She doesn’t. Easton smoked pipe tobacco on occasion and hand rolled cigarettes frequently, but Iona despised the habit and would make him wash up and brush his teeth before he touched her, and Chelsea internalised her immense hatred for the stuff. (trigger warning) ALCOHOL: To abundance, frequently. DIET:  Relatively healthy, she’s never been able to tolerate consuming copious amounts of sugar. If she craves anything, it tends to be salt.

ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: Biromantic, though she’s never been in love. (homophobia mention) SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Decisively bisexual, with a slight preference for men, though it’s questionable as to whether that’s the remains of compulsory heterosexuality and the hellfire homophobia preached in the place where she grew up. MARTIAL STATUS: Single, unimpressed with monogamy, and not looking to be married. Ever.

LANGUAGES: English, code-switching to the San Fernando Valley Dialect and Southern American English, French (limited), Japanese (less limited), anything the Getaway Driver could teach her.

PHOBIAS: Chelsea can’t stand unexpected loud noises. HOBBIES: She loves to read, and she’s trying to teach herself Japanese through reading children’s books from the New York Public Library with a dictionary and hiragana guide. She is also fond of plant care and a moderate-to-exceptional chef, depending on what she’s making.

ONE BAD HABIT: (alcohol warning) Her drinking habits. ONE GOOD HABIT: She’s a very clean and hygienic person in general. ONE HABIT THEY CAN’T BREAK: Staying up to late for no reason at all. ONE THEY’VE BROKEN: Listening to authority figures.

FAVOURITE

LOCATION: The Atlantic Ocean in its entirety, if only for the power it has. SPORTS TEAM: The Brooklyn Nets (unfortunately) (previously, KU). MUSIC: She listens to a range of genres, but was raised on opera recordings. SHOWS: It truly depends on what other people on the crew are watching, she’s not very keen on watching television without people to talk about what she’s watching with. MOVIES: She’s unsure. Easton was particularly enamored, surprisingly, with Hitchcock’s oeuvre, and Iona did like a few scattered sweeping Southern romances (including Gone With the Wind), but for the most part, Chelsea hasn’t seen very many movies. She’s working on it. FOOD: Turkish coffee. BEVERAGE: (alcohol mention) Bourbon. COLOR: Something vibrant and verdant and natural, so, green.

CHARACTER

MORAL ALIGNMENT: Currently either true or chaotic neutral. MBTI: Most likely an INTJ, though she’s difficult to pin down, and possibly an ENFP. MBTI ROLE: The Architect or the Campaigner. ENNEAGRAM: Type Eight. ENNEAGRAM ROLE: The Challenger / Protector. TEMPERAMENT: Phlegmatic or Sanguine. WESTERN ZODIAC: Gemini, the twins. CHINESE ZODIAC: Monkey. PRIMAL SIGN: Seal. TAROT CARD: Judgement.

SONG: ( that represents them ) “Can’t return the sacred time you steal / A fact betrays the way you feel / And the sight delays the right to heal / You decide to stay long.” (James Blake, Tell Them feat. Moses Sumney)

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Tagged by my piece of shit boyfriend @over-dank76

Rules: Answer all the questions, add one of your own and tag as many people as you want because it may be a tag but its also still your post, so enjoy

1. coke or pepsi: coke 300% wtf is this pepsi shit

2. Disney or DreamWorks: Disney specifically because it has greatly influenced my life and holds so much sentimental value

3. Coffee or tea: I literally only drink both out of necessity but if I HAVE to pick probably tea??

4. Books or movies: B O O K S

5. Windows or mac: windows lol idk how macs work

6. DC or Marvel: Marvel literally did you see my blog when AoU came out... I was going to marry Quicksilver I swear (also AoS is LIFE currently but that’s besides the point)

7. Xbox or playstation: lmao

8. Dragon age or mass effect: . . .

9. Night owl or early riser: night owl

10. Cards or chess: cards

11. Chocolate or vanilla: chocolate without question

12. Vans or converse: *Demi Lovato voice circa 2008* CONVERSE with my dress well baby~ THAT’S JUST ME

13. Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash, or Adaar: lmao who

14. Fluff or angst: ANGST HOLY FUCK because like okay when fluff is good it’s good but when angst is good... it’s G O O D

15. Beach or forest: beach (reppin that south bay life)

16. Dogs or cats: dogs! I got a schnauzer named Max and I love him

17. Clear skies or rain: clear skies bc rain is a fuckin phenomenon in California (but don’t get me wrong I love rain)

18. Cooking or eating out: eating out lol I’m lazy

19. Spicy or mild food: spicy prolly

20. Halloween/Samhain or solstice/yule/christmas: HALLOWEEN AND I WILL FIGHT TO THE FUCKING DEATH ABOUT THIS I CAN WRITE A FUCKIN ESSAY IF I WANTED TO

21. Would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot: too hot, i get sleepy when I’m cold

22. If you could have a superpower what would it be: flight no question

23. Animation or live action: live action

24. Paragon or renegade: . . .

25. Bath or shower: bath but I never have time for them

26. Team cap or team ironman: okay I’m gonna have the unpopular opinion here of Iron Man like he was very reasonable about everything and 90% of the drama in Civil War would have been over if they stuck to Iron Man’s plan (but Cap can lick my butt for all I care I love him more than Tony tbh)

27. Fantasy or sci-fi: why do you do this to me... I guess I have to pick fantasy

28. Do you have 3 or 4 favorite quotes if so what are they: like serious quotes my favorite one is from Maya Angelou and it goes “I can be changed by what happens to me, but I refuse to be reduced by it.” But not serious quotes wise is probably “If you aren’t falling off stage lipsyncing to Dolly Parton then how the hell are you gonna love somebody else? Can I get a tuning note PLEASE?” from the one and only @snekans

29. YouTube or netflix: netflix for quality but youtube out of convenience

30. Harry Potter or percy jackson: W H Y  D O  Y O U  D O  T H I S  T O  M E

31. When you feel accomplished: actually finishing something creative that I mentally planned to do (which by the way is once in never)

32. Star wars or star trek: yeah

33. Paperback books or hardcover books: hardcover they feel authentic

34. Fantastic beasts or cursed child: Fantastic Beasts without a blink of an eye

35. Rock or pop music: another one???? Idk I tend to lean towards rock  stylistically, but my favorite music is 80s-early 2000s pop because I’m trashy

36. What is the most important thing in your life: the people who have stayed with me through everything and have stayed loyal and truthful to me

37. Mountains or sea/ocean: sea

38. How do you express yourself?: drawing and a LOT (and I mean a lot) of talking

39. How would you describe your style of clothing?: I go from asian boy to classy punk to really feminine in like 0.002 seconds so it just depends on the mood

40. Fave Pokemon region: SINNOH AND I WILL FIGHT ABOUT THIS

41. If you could go back in time 6 months and change one thing what would it be?: finding out about how shit a certain asshole was sooner, so I could drop their ass much earlier in my senior year

42. First book/ movie that made you cry?: I will never forget this, its a book called Searching for David’s Heart by Cherie Bennett. If you haven’t read it, please do, you won’t regret it. I did read it when I was in fourth grade... but I also read PJO in fourth grade and look what happened to me.

Ima tag @snekans @doreato @linculto @tre-cani711 @cubularshark @basicallythisismagic because they are all my friends and buddies and I like to bother them

Also tag yourself if you want to do it! Just say it was from me, I wanna learn more about you guys :)

[snekans]

i was tagged by some faek beitsh @perxeusjackson

Rules: Answer all the questions, add one of your own and tag as many people as you want because it may be a tag but its also still your post, so enjoy 1. coke or pepsi?: normal pepsi but diet coke 2. Disney or DreamWorks: 5 sure dreamworks because 1. i feel like it consistently more original and higher quality content and 2. shrek 3. Coffee or tea: probably tea but i don’t like hot drinks so like cold tea 4. Books or movies: lmao no i can’t sit still long enough for movies and i dont know how to read i really don’t have a preference 5. Windows or mac: probably windows because macs are very set in stone 6. DC or Marvel: DC i’m all about them villains 7. Xbox or playstation: playstation for days mostly because kingdom hearts 8. Dragon age or mass effect: i’ve never played mass effect and i played dragon age for like a day but def dragon age 9. Night owl or early riser: night owl for sure 10. Cards or chess: billiards bitch what the fuck you think this is 11. Chocolate or vanilla: both at the same time 12. Vans or converse: converse they don’t make Vans in my size 🤗 13. Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash, or Adaar: yeah 14. Fluff or angst: i don’t understand this question but i am never not anxious about something so angst which is not the same thing i know but still 15. Beach or forest: forest the beach is disgusting and so is the forest but at least the forest is like upfront about it 16. Dogs or cats: dogs. big dogs. samoyeds. and snakes. and birds. 17. Clear skies or rain: rain for days if i could have the sun arrested and sent to cosmic prison for brit such an asshole i would 18. Cooking or eating out: eating out 19. Spicy or mild food: i’m white 20. Halloween/Samhain or solstice/yule/christmas: Halloween but like i always get to excited for it and then don’t do anything 21. Would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot: i sleep with my window open even when it’s 35 degrees and i wear sandals when it’s raining so my socks don’t get wet. I am a human furnace and will do anything to get rid of extra heat 22. If you could have a superpower what would it be: for sure 100% no question i would be a like shapeshifter that can assume any physical form 23. Animation or live action: did you see the first spongebob movie 24. Paragon or renegade: yeah 25. Bath or shower: shower because water likes to piss off my skin 26. Team cap or team ironman: i hate tony stark and every thing he stands for how is this even a question i mean the only real flaw cap'n has is putting all the crunchberries into one box 27. Fantasy or sci-fi: fantasy because magic and that’s it 28. Do you have any favorite quotes?: not any that come to mind right now but there are some that make me feel thoughts and feelings 29. YouTube or netflix: netflix’ catalog has been getting worse and worse except for their original series, youtube all day 30. Harry Potter or percy jackson: percy jackson 31. When you feel accomplished: when i can go to bed and not have to think about tommorrow and it’s kinda a big deal to me 32. Star wars or star trek: star trek and not because i like star trek but because i have an undying hatred of star wars and i’m sorry if this upsets you deeply but with few exceptions most of the star wars movies are objectively bad 33. Paperback books or hardcover books: hardcover but for not particular reason other than how they lie flat 34. Fantastic beasts or cursed child: -\_( ’ u ’ )_/- 35. Rock or pop music: pop music. despite being like a mostly classic based musician all i listen to is pop music and there is almost nothing i hate more than someone who thinks they are better than other people just because they hate pop only because it’s popular. it disgusts me and people like that are so boring and annoying 36. What is the most important thing in your life: the prospect of the future and knowing that it won’t always be the way it is, and that nothing can always stay the same regardless if people want it to 37. Mountains or sea/ocean: mountains 38. How do you express yourself?: yeah i wish 39. How would you describe your style of clothing?: super basic like jeans and t-shirts, bordering on a little bit of grunge or like button ups and looking mildly alright sometimes 40. Fave Pokemon region: either sinnoh ( specifically platinum) or hoenn 41. If you could go back in time 6 months and change one thing what would it be?: either turning away one specific person who caused me a number of problems or enrolling in more honors music programs because the one that i did still makes me have thoughts and feelings that i am very reluctant to talk about 42. First book/ movie that made you cry?: I haven’t ever really cried from a book or movie that i can think of? sucker punch made me feel close to it, and the book Hero honestly made me feel A LOT of things that I find hard to relive because and this is a really big deal to me representation matters but other than that nah

i’m tagging @momoyae and even though he already got tagged @tre-cani711

[bb-brando]

Tagged by @einciels the homie

Rules: Answer all the questions, add one of your own and tag as many people as you want because it may be a tag but its also still your post, enjoy uwu

1. coke or pepsi: I can roll with both but coke

2. Disney or DreamWorks: disney probably

3. Coffee or tea: although I enjoy tea often coffee is the best tbh

4. Books or movies: movies hahaha I don’t like reading

5. Windows or mac: windows because I never used mac and I’m diggin windows

6. DC or Marvel: marvel, they have a sense of humor lmao

7. Xbox or playstation: playstation but like where’s the PC option

8. Dragon age or mass effect: haven’t played either but i’ve seen like bits of mass effect so mass effect?

9. Night owl or early riser: night owl but I’m like forced to be an early riser

10. Cards or chess: cards

11. Chocolate or vanilla: vanilla, i’m a boring person

12. Vans or converse: vans

13. Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash, or Adaar: what

14. Fluff or angst: either done right is good so ye

15. Beach or forest: beach, especially since I live by one

16. Dogs or cats: dogs one hundo percent...also im allergic to cats

17. Clear skies or rain: clear skies but rain is pretty cool

18. Cooking or eating out: eating out bc i can’t cook

19. Spicy or mild food: SPICY HABENEROS JALAPENOS LES GOOOO

20. Halloween/Samhain or solstice/yule/christmas: christmas.  always the best

21. Would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot: too cold, i enjoy wearing sweaters 

22. If you could have a superpower what would it be: MIND CONTROL

23. Animation or live action: that’s tough tbh, it depends on whether it’s a movie or tv show

24. Paragon or renegade: i’ve only heard of paragon so I guess they’re alright

25. Bath or shower: shower

26. Team cap or team ironman: ironman, cap’s a bit of a drama queen sometimes

27. Fantasy or sci-fi: fantasy

28. Do you have 3 or 4 favorite quotes if so what are they: uhhh “if you’re early you’re on time, if you’re on time you’re late, if you’re late, you’re fired” I can’t think of any others :/

29. YouTube or netflix: youtube lmao I never had netflix anyways

30. Harry Potter or percy jackson: Harry potter sorry @perxeusjackson

31. When you feel accomplished: when I finish something like homework and know that I have nothing else to do for the rest of the day idk

32. Star wars or star trek: star wars 

33. Paperback books or hardcover books: hardcover, it makes me feel fancy

34. Fantastic beasts or cursed child: Fantastic beasts, I didn’t even read cursed child lol

35. Rock or pop music: alt rock but pop is pretty much up their

36. What is the most important thing in your life: people who don’t make me want to punch something

37. Mountains or sea/ocean: sea

38. How do you express yourself?: the musics

39. How would you describe your style of clothing?: classy af.  all the time. 

40. Fave Pokemon region: Kanto is the only one I remember hahaaaa

41. If you could go back in time 6 months and change one thing what would it be?:  Applying to college as undeclared hahahahhaa

whoever wants to do it can do it if they want to so yall can have fun with that, but I will tag @perxeusjackson bc I can ;)

[pillarofheaven]

Tagged by @wheel-of-time

Rules: Answer all the questions, add one of your own and tag as many people as you want because it may be a tag but its also still your post, enjoy uwu

1. coke or pepsi: coke ( don’t drink soda much)

2. Disney or DreamWorks: Disney

3. Coffee or tea: Tea 

4. Books or movies: Movies

5. Windows or mac: Windows

6. DC or Marvel: Marvel

7. Xbox or playstation: Xbox

8. Dragon age or mass effect: Neither

9. Night owl or early riser: Night owl

10. Cards or chess: both

11. Chocolate or vanilla: chocolate 

12. Vans or converse: Vans

13. Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash, or Adaar: Lavellan

14. Fluff or angst: angst

15. Beach or forest: both but i love beaches a bit more

16. Dogs or cats: both

17. Clear skies or rain: both

18. Cooking or eating out: Cooking ( i love cooking )

19. Spicy or mild food: both

20. Halloween/Samhain or solstice/yule/christmas: all  of them ( i love halloween the most tbh )

21. Would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot: A little too cold I hate the heat

22. If you could have a superpower what would it be: time travel/ teleportation/ or shape shifting ( shape shifting tbh )

23. Animation or live action: Animation

24. Paragon or renegade: neither

25. Bath or shower: both

26. Team cap or team Iron man: Iron Man 

27. Fantasy or sci-fi: both 

28. Do you have 3 or 4 favorite quotes if so what are they: way to many to put on here

29. YouTube or netflix: both 

30. Harry Potter or percy jackson: both but percy a bit more

31. When you feel accomplished: idk N/A

32. Star wars or star trek: star wars

33. Paperback books or hardcover books: Hard cover

34. Fantastic beasts or cursed child: both

35. Rock or pop music: both

36. What is the most important thing in your life: the people i love

37. Mountains or sea/ocean: Sea/ oceans 

38. How do you express yourself?: drawing cooking singing 

39. How would you describe your style of clothing?: what ever the fuck i want to wear i wear

40. Fave Pokemon region: Jhoto Hoen and Alola

41. Fave cake?: death by chocolate ( i love chocolate )

42. Favorite comfort food?: I’m on a diet but i love pizza or pasta with like a unhealthy amount of cheese

43. Lana Del Rey, Marina and the Diamonds, Melanie Martinez or Lady Gaga: 

i tag: @sevarate @nyxatnight

[brewedshots]

Tagged by @einciels (thanks for the procrastination lol)

Rules: Answer all the questions, add one of your own and tag as many people as you want because it may be a tag but its also still your post, enjoy uwu

1. coke or pepsi: coke (pepsi is too bubbly and sweet for my taste)

2. Disney or DreamWorks: ive watched more disney but both are good

3. Coffee or tea: COFFEE

4. Books or movies: MOVIES (i dont read :/)

5. Windows or mac: WINDOWS

6. DC or Marvel: DC

7. Xbox or playstation: PLAYSTATION

8. Dragon age or mass effect: haven't played either but Mass Effect just coz i actually bought it(?)

9. Night owl or early riser: NIGHT OWL

10. Cards or chess: cards

11. Chocolate or vanilla: VANILLA

12. Vans or converse: CONVERSE !!! 

13. Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash, or Adaar: ??? 

14. Fluff or angst: fluff

15. Beach or forest: beach

16. Dogs or cats: BOTH

17. Clear skies or rain: rain

18. Cooking or eating out: eating out coz idk how to cook

19. Spicy or mild food: mild (spicy is fine)

20. Halloween/Samhain or solstice/yule/christmas: christmas

21. Would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot: too cold

22. If you could have a superpower what would it be: not to need sleep(?)

23. Animation or live action: animation

24. Paragon or renegade: ???

25. Bath or shower: shower (you have to be rich to have an actual bathtub)

26. Team cap or team ironman: ironman (ive only watched ironman)

27. Fantasy or sci-fi: sci-fi(?)

28. Do you have 3 or 4 favorite quotes if so what are they: Live Long and Prosper _\\//

29. YouTube or netflix: youtube

30. Harry Potter or percy jackson: watched/read neither but harry potter i guess

31. When you feel accomplished: when i do something right

32. Star wars or star trek: STAR. TREK. 

33. Paperback books or hardcover books: hardcover

34. Fantastic beasts or cursed child: ???

35. Rock or pop music: pop

36. What is the most important thing in your life: friends and family

37. Mountains or sea/ocean: sea/ocean

38. How do you express yourself?: i draw

39. How would you describe your style of clothing?: shirt and jeans

40. Fave Pokemon region: i didn't really play pokemon so ???

41. Fave cake?: BRAZO DE MERCEDES

tags: @gentle-ghost, @floweringsunshine, @amatrodus, @siomailii, @mistahmuffins (let me pester you all.. or not)

[monerelurking]

Tag

Tagged by @mach-volt

Rules: Answer all the questions, add one of your own and tag as many people as you want because it may be a tag but its also still your post, enjoy uwu

1. Coke or pepsi: Doesn't matter too much, but recently Cola for some reason.

2. Disney or DreamWorks: That's faaar too hard to pick. I guess Dreamworks, if I honestly had to choose, but I have many favourites from both studios.

3. Coffee or tea: Both as well, but I prefer tea.

4. Books or movies: Movies as they take less time (reading always took me forever) but that's a slight advantage over books.

5. Windows or mac: Windows

6. DC or Marvel: I'm not really too much into any, but let's say Marvel.

7. Xbox or playstation: Playstation, never even played xbox casuallly aside from a few fighting games with friends. Still, PS.

8. Dragon age or mass effect: Dragon Age?

9. Night owl or early riser: Night owl 100%

10. Cards or chess: Cards

11. Chocolate or vanilla: Vanilla.

12. Vans or converse: Converse, not too much preference here though.

13. Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash, or Adaar: What are those.

14. Fluff or angst: In drawings, angst.

15. Beach or forest: Forest.

16. Dogs or cats: Probably cats, but it's hard to choose as well. Cats are pretty and cute but have claws and can be bitches, while dogs are usually super friendly and want to play and are cute too, but not all breeds meet my aesthetic xP

17. Clear skies or rain: Clear sky because you can do more things, but I don't mind rain at all, and feel like needing it after weeks of dry air.

18. Cooking or eating out: Cooking, but eating out for something fancy.

19. Spicy or mild food: Spiicyyyy

20. Halloween/Samhain or solstice/yule/christmas: Christmas because it's widely celebrated here and seems like the most important holiday, but Samhain is awesome too, just not celebrated in Poland.

21. Would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot: Too cold I guess, my hands are already often too cold. But it somehow got better.

22. If you could have a superpower what would it be: Either being able to talk to animals, transformation or increased speed/agility.

23. Animation or live action: Animation.

24. Paragon or renegade: Depends, I'd most probably stay paragon but renegade sounds fun.

25. Bath or shower: Bath, although it's always shower now.

26. Team cap or team ironman: Hmm...Ironman? Not sure what's exactly going on with Cap rn.

27. Fantasy or sci-fi: Fantasy.

28. Do you have 3 or 4 favorite quotes if so what are they: There are a few, like "Earth without art is just eh", "What defines us is how well we rise after falling", “Don't promise when you're happy, Don't reply when you're angry, and don't decide when you're sad.”

29. YouTube or netflix: Youtube.

30. Harry Potter or percy jackson: Potter, duh.

31. When you feel accomplished: When what I planned is done, or when what I did is appreciated and accepted.

32. Star wars or star trek: Star Wars.

33. Paperback books or hardcover books: Paperback tho they get damaged easier.

34. Fantastic beasts or cursed child: Fantastic beasts, although I didn't read the new one.

35. Rock or pop music: In general rock, but pop is sometimes nice too.

36. What is the most important thing in your life: Peace and stability.

37. Mountains or sea/ocean: Mountains, I've seen enough sea by now.

38. How do you express yourself?: Through art or inspired talks with friends.

39. How would you describe your style of clothing?: There's nothing too specific about it, to be honest. General? Or just casual. In dark tones mostly.

40. Fave Pokemon region: No idea.

41. Fave cake?: Something simple or with fruit like plums or currant or rhubarb. 

42. Favorite comfort food?: Something sweet, or maybe pasta, I dunno.

43. facebook or twitter: Facebook

44. PC or Console: PC

45. Favourite thing to collect: Bones, leaves, earrings.

Do it if you wanna

[einciels]

Tagged by @aishasauce :^DD

Rules: Answer all the questions, add one of your own and tag as many people as you want because it may be a tag but its also still your post, enjoy uwu

1. coke or pepsi: i grew up with coke so drinking pepsi is such a weird thing to me (plus most fastfoods here dont serve pepsi ??)

2. Disney or DreamWorks: mmmboth i lov them animations

3. Coffee or tea: coffee. I do drink a lot of both tho

4. Books or movies: movies 

5. Windows or mac: windows because mac reminds me of school terrors

6. DC or Marvel: dc?? not much into comics

7. Xbox or playstation: whats an xbox

8. Dragon age or mass effect: dragon age (haven’t played both tho)

9. Night owl or early riser: night owl

10. Cards or chess: cards

11. Chocolate or vanilla: choc

12. Vans or converse: cheap ripoffs converse

13. Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash, or Adaar: ??? 

14. Fluff or angst: kill me with both

15. Beach or forest: beach

16. Dogs or cats: i lov them both but if i had to keep one its prolly a cat

17. Clear skies or rain: rain

18. Cooking or eating out: eating out cos cooking means so much dishes to wash

19. Spicy or mild food: mild. idm spicy food tho

20. Halloween/Samhain or solstice/yule/christmas: christmmas

21. Would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot: too cold

22. If you could have a superpower what would it be: power to always have enough money

23. Animation or live action: animation

24. Paragon or renegade: what

25. Bath or shower: (i always thought that was the same thing what) shower

26. Team cap or team ironman: ironman 

27. Fantasy or sci-fi: fantasy

28. Do you have 3 or 4 favorite quotes if so what are they: 5 minutes of progress is better than none

29. YouTube or netflix: youtube is free so

30. Harry Potter or percy jackson: HP

31. When you feel accomplished: helping pay for stuff in the house :^((

32. Star wars or star trek: havent watched both

33. Paperback books or hardcover books: hardcover

34. Fantastic beasts or cursed child: Fantastic beasts

35. Rock or pop music: pop

36. What is the most important thing in your life: cheesy but friends and fam

37. Mountains or sea/ocean: do u kno how hard it is to climb a mountain? Sea

38. How do you express yourself?: i sleEP 

39. How would you describe your style of clothing?: whatever’s on top of the cabinet

40. Fave Pokemon region: Johto is gr8 and i lov it very much

tagging: @polarissketches @over-dank76 and them busy ppl @brewedshots and @ci-bear :^))))))

[munchlax4300]

tagged by number one goober @snekans

Rules: Answer all the questions, add one of your own and tag as many people as you want because it may be a tag but its also still your post, so enjoy 1. coke or pepsi?: coke 2. Disney or DreamWorks: tough but yeah shrek so dreamWorks  3. Coffee or tea: tea 4. Books or movies: movies unless it’s a really good book  5. Windows or mac: mac 6. DC or Marvel: DC bc i love the arkham knight series i guess

7. Xbox or playstation: gamecube

8. Dragon age or mass effect: zelda 9. Night owl or early riser: night owl  10. Cards or chess: cards bc yugioh tells me to believe in the heart of the cards  11. Chocolate or vanilla: strawberry 12. Vans or converse: converse vans are weak 13. Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash, or Adaar: ok i guess 14. Fluff or angst: depends on who is involved 15. Beach or forest: beach bc the ocean is whack and i hate bugs  16. Dogs or cats: cats i love mine <3 17. Clear skies or rain: clear skies 18. Cooking or eating out: i cant cook so eating out  19. Spicy or mild food: big spicy but not the biggest spicy 20. Halloween/Samhain or solstice/yule/christmas: idc but xmas bc we dont have school 21. Would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot: im already always too cold so that i guess 22. If you could have a superpower what would it be:avatar master of all four elements or beastboy but teen titans version  23. Animation or live action: animation bc live action is often really bad 24. Paragon or renegade: im a fake gamer grl 25. Bath or shower: shower bc then u cant see my tears 26. Team cap or team ironman: sky high is the only superhero movie that matters 27. Fantasy or sci-fi: both bc in an alternate universe i could be in either genre 28. Do you have any favorite quotes?: “like i want to die but i feel like ive struggled and made it this far that id be angry if i did”-my friend 29. YouTube or netflix: youtube bc i can jump around and have multiple tabs open 30. Harry Potter or percy jackson: hp-gryffindor  31. When you feel accomplished: i wont feel accomplished until i get into college  32. Star wars or star trek: i grew up w both but star trek is funnier and star wars is too complicated so star trek 33. Paperback books or hardcover books:paper bc i like the feel 34. Fantastic beasts or cursed child:idk but fantastic beasts bc i like animals 35. Rock or pop music:pop 36. What is the most important thing in your life: a college acceptance letter and great financial aid package from university of california berkeley plz love me 37. Mountains or sea/ocean: sea bc mountains are cold and alone 38. How do you express yourself?: angry 39. How would you describe your style of clothing?:confy 40. Fave Pokemon region: sinnoh bc it was my first 41. If you could go back in time 6 months and change one thing what would it be?: i would do smth that could beef up my college application 42. First book/ movie that made you cry?:idk i cry all the time how could i remember, brother bear made me cry tho

43. where will you be in the future? in my palace lying on my satin sheets nexts to my alien prince husband while waiting for the servants to bring in breakfast

i tag @symptoms-of-a-shawol @perfectmatcha bye

[woytaq]

Tag

Tagged by @mach-volt​ (but taken from @monere-lluvia​ for her question)

Rules: Answer all the questions, add one of your own and tag as many people as you want because it may be a tag but its also still your post, enjoy uwu

1. Coke or pepsi: I don’t really like either

2. Disney or DreamWorks: Probably Dreamworks, but only slightly.  

3. Coffee or tea: I hate coffee :|

4. Books or movies: I guess I’d have to say movies, because every time I read a cool book I think “wouldn’t it be nice to see this as a movie”. 

5. Windows or mac: Linux (Debian) but for practical reasons (and games), Windows

6. DC or Marvel: Marvel, but DC has decent animations

7. Xbox or playstation: never owned any console <_<

8. Dragon age or mass effect: UGH... I really want to say Dragon Age, because I love the setting, but honestly, Mass Effect wins, because it was a trilogy with the same characters and a lot of character development. 

9. Night owl or early riser: Night owl forced to get up at 7 AM <_<

10. Cards or chess: chess

11. Chocolate or vanilla: depends on the situation and if possible both, if not, Vanilla

12. Vans or converse: heavy boots with metal plates in them? 

13. Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash, or Adaar: Lavellan :D

14. Fluff or angst: both, at the same time :P 

15. Beach or forest: forest (close to a beach)

16. Dogs or cats: CATS, CATS ARE NICE

17. Clear skies or rain: clear skies

18. Cooking or eating out: eating out, unless I’m in the mood :P 

19. Spicy or mild food: Spicy 

20. Halloween/Samhain or solstice/yule/christmas: Dziady I’ll go with Christmas because food. 

21. Would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot: Somehow a little too hot sound less annoying. 

22. If you could have a superpower what would it be: being able to control energy flow around me. 

23. Animation or live action: Animation.

24. Paragon or renegade: Paragon, who sometimes blows shit up :P 

25. Bath or shower: Bath with lots of water and time for thinking about weird things. 

26. Team cap or team ironman: Iron Man

27. Fantasy or sci-fi: Sci-Fi, but only slightly

28. Do you have 3 or 4 favorite quotes if so what are they: 

“I am the eye with which the Universe Beholds itself, and knows it is divine; “

“The nitrogen in our DNA, the calcium in our teeth, the iron in our blood, the carbon in our apple pies were made in the interiors of collapsing stars. We are made of starstuff.”

“If a cluttered desk is a sign of a cluttered mind, of what, then, is an empty desk a sign?”

29. YouTube or netflix: Youtube.

30. Harry Potter or percy jackson: Potter, I guess

31. When you feel accomplished: never, there’s always more stuff to do. 

32. Star wars or star trek: I’d say Star Wars,because I love lightsabres, but in general, Star Trek makes more sense to me and there’s just more of it. Sure, it means more crap, but also more complex stories and characters. 

33. Paperback books or hardcover books: Paperback, they take less space on bookshelves and you can fit more of them :P 

34. Fantastic beasts or cursed child: Fantastic beasts, coz I don’t know the other one <_<

35. Rock or pop music: Rock

36. What is the most important thing in your life: Crush your enemies. See them driven before you. Hear the lamentations of their women. I mean, friends, creativity and imagination. 

37. Mountains or sea/ocean: I’m too lazy for mountains, but on the other hand, it depends on the general idea. 

38. How do you express yourself?: “Through art or inspired talks with friends.“ <- that works, also, stories. 

39. How would you describe your style of clothing?: geeky black T-shirt and jeans.  

40. Fave Pokemon region:  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

41. Fave cake?: Meringue cake my aunt makes :D 

42. Favorite comfort food?: pizza

43. facebook or twitter: Facebook

44. PC or Console: PC Master Race!

45. Favourite thing to collect: swords, knifes, bottlecaps

46. Time period you’d want to travel to?: the future, like 200+ years from now, assuming we won’t nuke ourselves in the next decade. 

do the thing if you want. or don’t. 

[kntmnts]

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Rules: Answer all the questions, add one of your own and tag as many people as you want because it may be a tag but its also still your post, enjoy uwu

1. coke or pepsi: Pepsi, but coke is fine too

2. Disney or DreamWorks: Disney

3. Coffee or tea: Tea, green especially

4. Books or movies: books

5. Windows or mac: Windows

6. DC or Marvel: Marvel

7. Xbox or playstation: PS

8. Dragon age or mass effect: neither

9. Night owl or early riser: early riser

10. Cards or chess: Chess

11. Chocolate or vanilla: choco

12. Vans or converse: what? Adidas is my answer

13. Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash, or Adaar: IDK

14. Fluff or angst: Fluff, I guess

15. Beach or forest: forest

16. Dogs or cats: Both are cool

17. Clear skies or rain: Rain at summer, clear skies at winter

18. Cooking or eating out: both

19. Spicy or mild food: spicy

20. Halloween/Samhain or solstice/yule/christmas: Christmas

21. Would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot: IMO both sucks, but if I need to choose it’s ‘a little too cold’

22. If you could have a superpower what would it be: invincibility

23. Animation or live action: Animation

24. Paragon or renegade: IDK

25. Bath or shower: bath

26. Team cap or team ironman: Team Captain

27. Fantasy or sci-fi: both

28. Do you have 3 or 4 favorite quotes if so what are they: I have some, but I dont know how to translate them :/

29. YouTube or netflix: Youtube.

30. Harry Potter or percy jackson: neither

31. When you feel accomplished: When everything that had to be done is done.

32. Star wars or star trek: star wars

33. Paperback books or hardcover books: paperback

34. Fantastic beasts or cursed child: what?

35. Rock or pop music: Rock, but old pop from ‘80 is great

36. What is the most important thing in your life: my freedom of choice, I guess

37. Mountains or sea/ocean: both

38. How do you express yourself? I have pretty weird behaviour when I am between friends.

39. How would you describe your style of clothing?: common pleb and polish gopnik

40. Fave Pokemon region: Unova

41. Fave cake?:I like every cake besides cheesecake

42. Favorite comfort food?: kebab

43. facebook or twitter: fb

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