#amayia

[herald-divine-hell]

Some screenshots of Amayia in Dragon Age: Inquisition.

[rzzrhys]

enemies to lovers - alamar x zarathos - fictober day 1

DAY 1: "It's not too late. Let's go."

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"It was worse when Amayia was a baby," Alamar stammers, his eyes squeezed shut as he clutches his fathers torn tapestry in his left hand. "All I saw was my father. His disappointed face, his cutting words, the pain---I didn't want to do that to my son. But my mind always told me I was going to."

Zarathos isn't new to these attacks. When the memories and pain of Alamar's childhood seizes him in a vice like grip and the sins of his ancestors weigh heavy on his shoulders. They were close once. They could comfort each other then.

Now, Zarathos can only try.

"And yet, you didn't." He whispers, leaning close and letting Alamar rest his head on his shoulder. A dark wing stretches over top of them, dark purple blending with iridescent gold. If he payed attention, Zarathos would notice the faint glow coming from his companion at his mere presence. "When I see Amayia, I see a strong heir. I see someone who can hold a Kingdom on his shoulders. He's strong, but not recessive. You raised him well, Alamar." Alamar sniffles, ignoring that his bones are protesting to sitting this long on the floor. "I hope I have-" "-I know you have. And I can do that for the both of us if you need me to."

For a moment it's quiet. The rising sun dances through tinted glass into a royal hall that's been host to several different Lords. Zarathos, as much as he fights it, finds himself overturning the last few years in his own Kingdom over and over in his head. His own daughter hadn't had the same split second desicion made, what did that say about him? He'd followed tradition---thought he was doing the right thing. On one hand, she'd fallen into step with ease, she's a strong warrior now and makes him unbelievably proud. But, if she had a choice, would she choose this?

Should he have chosen for her, all those years ago?

"Hey," A soft whispered voice catches his attention. "Don't do that. You had no choice." Zarathos shakes his head. "We all have a choice-" "-You didn't. We both know why. I'm...feeling a bit better, fancy a walk among the orchards, before the kids get up?"

The orchards. The place they used to meet when they were kids with too many feelings to count that would never be spoken on. Well, until now. "It's not too late," Alamar whispers as if he's just read his mind. His hand interlocks with Zarathos' and it feels so right.

"Let's go."

[sasshole-for-rent]

This is a call to action @herald-divine-hell @dismalzelenka @rivainisomniari uwu what's this?

[noeldressari]

Talia reacting to Amayia in her sweatshirt

Talia would be giving her the warmest smile, comforted by the thought of her keeping warm even indirectly, and even more comforted knowing that if she gets her sweatshirt back later it will smell like her. She'd gladly go about the day without her sweatshirt to keep her warm. Amayia just looks so cute in it and Talia just loves the idea of being able to protect her from the cold.

[bundlesofwords]

Along the edges of the curved ebony-black, moonlight trickled in a wink of silver. Within, flakes of glowing snow wove across, blotting in and out as she turned the blade this way and that. Shadows leaned toward it, as if pulled toward the blade of darkness like how a moth was drawn to a flame, and the light of the torches seemed to grow dim and weak, a sickly pale orange glow.

“It was forged in the lands of your father,” said the Priestess, a chilling smile knife as sharp as a dagger and as cold as a winter-storm. Dark black locks were woven with gems glimmering like stars, thick strands framing a long, beautiful face of brown, with its sharp beak of a nose, titled silver-spun black eyes, and full lips. Faintly, Sairimia could see a dusting of freckles upon her tanned cheeks, drawn out like stars in the night. No doubt from the sword. Tamazari-Minariah Jiasora aili Zaronia asur Amayias mused for a moment, a low sound almost half a growl. “Some even believed it was forged by him, for you.” The Tamazari shook her head, and her eyes narrowed. “It would be unlike the Great Unraveler to do so. Do not believe such nonsense.”

Sairimia turned the blade, shadows shivering at the motion, light wavering as if choked and trembling. The hilt was of black ice, with faint icy blue sprawling like veins, with two quillons drawn down toward the blade. A silver gemstone was set in the rounded pummel, shining with the light of the Star of the Path.

[darlingrutherford]

Amayia, Amayian’s female version, and Lana both tease Alistair by tying him up and fucking in front of him.

Ooooh, that’s positively torturous. Only the a couple of truly mean people could tie him up and force him to watch with no way of ever touching, making him eventually struggle against the bonds while he begs to join in. They’d totally do it 😂

[300kpvinz]

Do not get attached to temporary things

Happiness will never last

amayia

[herald-divine-hell]

I-I broke too...

Paolo Sebastian | Elements

[herald-divine-hell]

Amayia in Antaam-saar

[gaymingbinosaur]

11. For either Jac/Miaara or Amayia/Reyla

I'll do both. Who is the most physically affectionate?

First one is Jac, I can see her just being a big fan of giant hugs and big kisses on the cheek or just passionate kisses bending people over as just a standard hello to her partners. And while Miaara enjoys cuddling and some affection it tends to be in private and she's a bit more reserved so even in private she'll probably just crawl into her lover's lap or give small kisses and not like lift people off the ground in a hug

Amayia for the second. Mainly because Reyla shows her love more through action and gifts then physical affection. Like she'll remember your favorite food and bring it home to you or do chores you hate but cuddling, she likes it to a certain point, she's just struggles not to move for long periods of time. And besides maybe hugs she just doesn't really show affection that way like she enjoys giving and recieving it but that's not her first instinct to show love. While Amayia seems more into giving physical affection, like from what I've seen physical touch is more her love language.

[sasshole-for-rent]

Inquisitive Eyes Series, Part One

Featuring @herald-divine-hell Avvar! Amayian, Amayian, Amayia, Alexandra, Esalise, Phillipa @rachelleofalltrades Riona, Gal, @rivainisomniari Fen'an Lavellan, @this-is-something-idk-what Calypso

[herald-divine-hell]

As @rachelleofalltrades just told me: Maxiana, Amayia, and Alexandra indeed!

Zuhair Murad Fall 2018 Haute Couture Collection

[noeldressari]

Enchantment of the Sword

Wrote a poem for Talia and @herald-divine-hell’s goddess!Amayia. Enjoy!

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On a quiet evening,

Before the stars had graced the skies,

A weary warrior came down by the lake.

The war etching crimson lines in her skin,

And streaks of sweat across her brow.

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Still was she when she first heard it,

The first notes sung by a goddess

Who sat at water’s edge, beneath the green,

Singing so sweet a sound

As to lull the sun to darkness.

 ~

Softly, the warrior drew nearer,

Entranced by the goddess’s song.

She watched the goddess twine the stars

In patterns around her fingers,

Forming new constellations

With as much ease and grace

As a simple parlor trick.

 ~

The goddesses voice grew softer,

Her song soothing the warriors longing soul.

Oh, how sweet the song was,

Reminding her of bright days before

Her imprisonment to the sword.

 ~

Ever weary the warrior became,

Her body faltering as her mind stilled.

Resting against bark covered in softest moss,

She allowed her eyes to close

And brow to bend.

 ~

When the warrior woke,

Her head rested not on wood nor grass,

But on the goddess’s lap,

Looking up into eyes of grace.

 ~

The goddess touched her with such tenderness,

Not the kiss of morning dew could compare.

Her fingers weaved new constellations

Into the warrior’s locks as a crown of stars.

Her lips turned up at her warrior’s blush.

[herald-divine-hell]

Yesss

Ziad Nakad // Haute Couture Spring/Summer 2020 “Atlantis”

[darlingrutherford]

You’re pretty cool even if I’m just a lurker. - Herald-Divine-Hell

😩❤️❤️❤️ thank you, lovely! That is so nice of you! I really enjoy your blog as well! You have probably some of the best looking Inquisitors out there. I'm low-key a little thirsty for Amayia Trevelyan 😍

[aquasooshi]

Please follow my second blog!!!

@amayia-chan

It's gonna be full of my art and poetry and writing and a bunch of personal stuff!!!

@amayia-chan