#danica cousland

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FEARS

BOLD ANY FEARS WHICH APPLY TO YOUR MUSE. ITALICIZE WHAT MAKES THEM UNCOMFORTABLE.

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I was tagged by @whosafraidofthebigbaddreadwolf

Kyne Lavellan:

the dark. fire. open water. deep water. being alone. crowded spaces. confined spaces. change. failure. war. loss of control. powerlessness. prison. blood. drowning. suffocation. public speaking. natural animals. the supernatural. heights. death. dying. intimacy. rejection. abandonment. loss. the unknown. the future. not being good enough. scary stories. speaking to new people. poverty. loud noises. being touched. sex.

Danica Cousland:

the dark. fire. open water. deep water. being alone. crowded spaces. confined spaces. change. failure. war. loss of control. powerlessness. prison. blood. drowning. suffocation. public speaking. natural animals. the supernatural. heights. death. dying. intimacy. rejection. abandonment. loss. the unknown. the future. not being good enough. scary stories. speaking to new people. poverty. loud noises. being touched. sex.

Cain Shepard:

the dark. fire. open water. deep water. being alone. crowded spaces. confined spaces. change. failure. war. loss of control. powerlessness. prison. blood. drowning. suffocation. public speaking. natural animals. the supernatural. heights. death. dying. intimacy. rejection. abandonment. loss. the unknown. the future. not being good enough. scary stories. speaking to new people. poverty. loud noises. being touched. sex. 

Tagging @moustashleigh @cottoncanada and anyone else who wants to

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OC Masterlist (updated occasionally)

These will have links added eventually

Fallout:

Unkown Vault Dweller

Mark Hayes

Tessa Creek

Gemma Lyndon

Unknown Sole Survivor

Danica Frost

Baldur's Gate

Evethra

Isolde Mehrunes

Amaris

Vanderyth

Yoltoordiiv

Unknown Monk Tav

Unknown Dark Urge

Varric

Aveline

Eris

Sable

Brütal Legend

Mars Wildheart

Nikki Halford

Dyna

Cascade Hollow

Hellion Bloodstone

Judas Starbreaker

The Mountain King

Ralmar the Lich Queen

Unknown Automaton

Marvel:

Cassandra Falk

Jacqueline Chastain

Wynn

Leliana Arnbjorndottir

Rune Arnbjornson

Tolva + Arnbjorn

Rhys

Yvetta

Alva

Mephala

Evony von Jäger

Cynthia Lewis

Alexandra Cane

Erin

Cora

Amicia Woods

Celeste

Sierra Collins

Amber Collins

Danielle Green

Caterina Florentino

Valeria

Variants + "What if"

Crimson Peak:

Cordelia Baker

Anthony Baker

Only Lovers Left Alive:

Vivienne

Lorelei

Sirius

Dorian

High-Rise:

Victoria Holly

The Night Manager:

Madeleine Lawrence

Stranger Things:

Willow Morgan

Scott Morgan

Melody Parker

Jamie McCoy

The Lost Boys:

Vale

Magnolia

Rue

Astrid

Kris Pierce

Dragon Age:

Regina Cousland

Arabella Mahariel

Myrin Tabris

Gwydion Amell

Katerina Hawke

Thalia Hawke

Killian Hawke

Rynn Hawke

Hazel Trevelyan

Annette Trevelyan

Tamera Adaar

Elenwyn Lavellan

Ketari Adaar

Victoria Trevelyan

Canazli Adaar

Adiris Lavellan

Skyrim:

Primrose

Gwendolyn

Zambia

Morrigan

Assassin's Creed:

Marsilia Lancaster

Stella Caliara

Labyrinth:

Irileth

Star Trek:

Aurora Dexion

Meridia Callahan

Kynareth Quinn

Serana Topaz

Calisto Syrabane

Loretta Foster

Juniper Ostara

Viridia Lavellan

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i hope its okay to send more than one number, but for the salty ask meme: 1, 2, 4, 5, 7, 14, 26, 27

UR ALL GOOD1. What otps in your fandom do you just not get?I mean......so many? ? I'm currently playing dragon age so I'll go with alistair/Leliana like........she's fond of him in canon but I just. Like she sorta babies him? I don't understand why people like that. I can see her fooling herself into thinking that The Proper THing For Her but I can't see him being cool with it. For kiesha'ra, since we're both in that, I'm gonna be 100% real and say I don't understand irene/danica? It's not that I hate it! I just. Don't get it. 2. Are there any popular OTPs that you only BROtp?Clintasha is a big one. Wooden Swan from ouat altho I guess I see the appeal. Scott/Lydia from Teen Wolf. Romantic Hermione/Harry is the bane of my existence.4. Do you have a NOtp in your fandom? Are they a popular OTP?YES OH KY GOD. Klaine, Maxanor, Swan Queen, Alistair/Cousland are the first that come to mind and they're all popular and I can't escape them.5. Has fandom ever ruined a pairing for you?Yeah. The most recent is SilverFlint from Black Sails bc a lot of the fic was really racist towards Madi. Bellarke from the 100 altho that was both fandom and canon. Same with Cl.xa, like I can appreciate a good fucked up dynamic (hello Padme/Anakin) but the source material needs to acknowledge it's fucked up and fandom generally needs to as well and neither did for either of those so I tapped out.7. Is there anything you used to like but can't stand now?Black Sails. Teen Wolf. The 100. Game of Thrones (show, atho I wouldn't pass up a chance to punch grrm in the face). Umm. I have Complicated FEELINGS about the hunger games books. Divergent. Probabaly more.14. Unpopular opinion about your fandom?I mean.....where do I begin. Fandom needs to hop off Cullen's genocidal dick, Derek hale is interesting but a mess and Scott did nothing wrong, Dany is boring and her relationship with Jon snow is Not Good, the kiesha'ra characters are all poc and should be portrayed as such. ....list goes on and on. 26. Most shippable character? Honestly I ship Scott McCall with like 99% of the people he meets. I have a lot of Steve Rogers ships. And Martha Jones. And Piper McLean. 27. Least shippable character? See its not that I don't like Ned Stark and Catelyn Tully, it's that I do not ship them with anyone but each other. Also Cullen fuck that dude.

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What would happen if any of your OCs found a baby, all alone and wrapped in a soft clothe, deep in a forest one day while scouting? Who would take it in, who would find it a home, who would ignore it, who would put it out of it's misery?

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Ninimel would likely debate for a moment whether saving it was really worth it - but would cave and take the babe back to his Clan or a nearby village. The Clan would take the child in and care for it without argument and he would leave the babe at the Chantry steps if he were in a village.

Danica would take the babe up immediately - getting mad at anyone who protested. She would take the child to a nearby Chantry for them to take in. She would probably send the occasional letter to check in on the child but she would be discrete. If the child survived the Blight, when Danica becomes queen she would likely adopt the child - giving the kingdom the heir they would be expecting without all the... hassle.

Faenil would quietly take the child into her arms and bring her back to camp. She would be surprisingly motherly towards the babe, cradling it close and making sure it was warm. It’s unlikely she would put the little one down for anything - even to fight - so she would opt out of any missions for a time. When they reached a village or town she would give the child to the Chantry, knowing they would be safer there. Sometime after - when the Blight is over - Faenil would visit the Chantry to see the child and would likely check up on her for the rest of her life but never say much.

Thane wouldn’t know what to do with the baby. There had been children at the Circle but never a babe. He would probably carry the little bundle back to camp awkwardly and entirely improper - allowing anyone else to take the child away from him. Yet he would likely already be attached to the little thing and would promise to care for them if they ever needed him. Again they would likely leave the child at a Chantry and after the Blight he would go back to see them. When they’re old enough he would ask to take them with him - he hoped Morrigan wouldn’t mind when she returned.

Garrett would immediately start screaming internally. He wasn’t good with babies, he never liked babies, and now he found one in the middle of nowhere. He would take the little one back to the others and insist that someone take it before he fucked up. He wouldn’t deny that the little beast was cute, though he would have no intention of being involved in raising them. Yet, if the child remained with the group even after everything, he would most definitely get attached and would want to be the best uncle ever for it - much to the dismay of whomever was raising them (probably a whole group thing - not much better)

Spencer upon finding the child would be horrified. To think that someone would leave the child out on their own like that? He would almost immediately decide that he was going to keep the babe and care for it better than whomever had them before. It would be unlikely that anyone would convince him otherwise. 

Kyne would stare at the thing for a considerable amount of time before just flat out calling for someone from camp. If they joined her she would point at the little bundle and insist that they do something with it. If they didn’t she would reluctantly pick up the bundle and bring it to camp, dropping it with the first person who asked what it was. She would have little interest in the little thing, even if it remained with them. If Cullen took a liking to the child she would just sigh and tell him that it wasn’t going to be her job to take care of it and that maybe it would finally get him away from the trebuchets.

Akinlana having been the one to raise Kyne, he would take the child into his arms and gently rock it as he walked back to camp. He would insist on caring for it even with all his other duties as he felt obligated as the one whom found it. After the death of his clan it would become even more important to take care of the child, insisting that they would be the one to carry on the clan, no matter the race of the child. Dorian would likely have no troubles with the child, enjoying seeing this softer side of Akin.

Aviana wouldn’t have been stopped by anything to collect the child in his arms and bring them back to Skyhold. He would ask if one of the mothers there would help him in caring for them, as he had little experience with a babe. The child would already be part of his family and would introduce them to Ryssel as their new little sibling - she would likely be ecstatic.

Elhael one, would question why he was out scouting this was a bad idea and two, would wonder what he was meant to do if he came across a small child. He knew how to deal with bandits or beasts but a little babe? Not wanting to harm the little thing he would sit next to it and gently touch it’s forehead and cheek, trying to calm it down if it was crying. If nothing was working he would awkwardly try to take it in his arms to hush it, feeling very uncomfortable but not wanting it to be in any distress. If he felt secure enough he’d take it back to the camp, if not he would wait there until someone got worried and came for him. After handing off the child he would be curious to learn how to properly care for it and would sit and listen to any mother who would teach him. He would see this as more of a learning opportunity than actually getting attached to the child.

Damiana one, would also question why she was scouting and two, would just stand for a long time, wondering what she was meant to do with the little thing. She would be greatly tempted to just leave it as it was none of her business but she knew that Cole would know and get mad at her. So she would begrudgingly take the child up and back to Skyhold, passing it off at the first opportunity. “You were going to leave it... but you didn’t...” Cole would tell her later. “I knew you wouldn’t be happy if I had... that’s all,” she would insist and would try to ignore his knowing smile.

Asaz would be the most likely to put it out of it’s misery. There was little place in the world for a little one to grow happy - especially not in the Inquisition. If the child seemed at all sickly she would give it the mercy of death and a proper burial/cremation/etc. If the child seemed healthy she would be inclined to bring it to Skyhold if only to tease Damiana by insisting that they would adopt it. This was a joke of course and she would pass it off to the nearest willing mother and not pay it any mind after.

BONUS

Daiza’al in the moment it would be panic - especially if the babe was crying. He had never dealt with such a small being before and was terrified he’d hurt it somehow. After managing to collect it safely in his arms he would rush back to camp, immediately looking for someone to take it before he harmed it. And then would begin the hovering. He would become very attentive, both actively trying to figure out how to care for a child - for future reference perhaps? - as well as making sure that it was safe. It would be the only thing he would talk about for weeks, telling any of the companions who might listen all the cute things the little one had done. In the end, if he did not take the child as his own, he would at least insist on being the silly uncle that got to spend time with them.

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For the lovely warrior Danica - what would she do if she learned she was with child? What kind of parent would she be? What would said child's name would be? Would the child be a little warrior, rouge or mage?

By the Maker...

Let’s see... I can summarize her reaction it in two words: Sheer panic. She never wanted to be a mother, nor did she think she would be a good one. Her whole life she was a warrior, wanted to be like her brother and father. To be with child would remind her that she’s a woman and it would take her from the things she enjoyed doing. While carrying the child she wouldn’t be able to fight and getting around would be difficult - she’d probably take to staying in their room, not wanting anyone to see her. A lot of her would think about the time and energy she would have to put into taking care of the child after, how little else she would be doing. 

Put simply it would crush her. No matter how caring and sweet Alistair would be, how excited he was to be a father, it wouldn’t bring her much comfort. He wasn’t the one who would be caring for the child, he wasn’t the one that would lose so much. Yet she would go through with it for Alistair - nothing else.

As for the kind of parent she would be? She would struggle a lot with caring for the child. She would be too stubborn to let any of the servants look after the babe for too long but it would be trying on her to keep it up. She would never resent the child but she would never be the parent to look at them and say ‘it was worth it’ because it wasn’t. She knew people looked at her differently now, she was more a woman now and they wouldn’t take her as seriously no matter how intimidating she was. 

Alistair would probably be the one to pick the name. Robin would probably be his pick, no matter the gender. Danica would think it’s nice and simple. 

Danica would probably hope for the child to be a warrior, something to allow her to get back into it. She would try to train them in swordplay from a young age, hoping beyond hope they’d want to take after her. If they were a rouge she wouldn’t mind so much but would insist on Zevran and Ninimel being the ones to teach them as she respected their skills. If they were a mage she would refuse to send them to a circle - and she wouldn’t have to if it was after the rebellion started and Leliana became Divine. She would make sure they found a good tutor for the child. 

My thoughts though: Alistair would likely know about Danica’s fears, about how much she dreaded being a mother and I feel he would make her a promise. He was the one who wanted the child moreso, so he would be the one to care for it. Other than feeding, Alistair would do everything else. Danica could keep being the queen and he’d be the father he always wanted when he was a child. This would be about the only thing that would make Danica look forward to the child, being able to see Alistair being all loving and motherly while she still got to be her queenly self.

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If your OCs didn't have their canon relationships, who would be the runner ups for them? (IE the second choice if your romance didn't work out! Can be OC/OC or OC/Canon!)

Ninimel would probably have either died killing the archdemon because he had little reason to look for an alternative, or if he didn’t die he would have got back to his clan and likely died alone from the Blight years later as there wasn’t much else for him to do. He never had an interest in anyone else.

Faenil would have just gone back home to her father and probably married whomever was chosen for her. She never really had an interest in anyone.

Danica wouldn’t want to marry anyone - she would likely become a high-ranking officer in the army or a royal guard for King Alistair.Thane would have probably went and protected free mages and likely would have fallen in love with one sooner or later. Hopefully they would make it through and would probably have kids.

Hawke would have probably gone with Isabela. While the relationship wouldn’t have necessarily been as much about love, it would be passionate and fun - more along the lines of friends with benefits that just happened to be married.Spencer may have fallen for Merrill - or Fenris if his brother wasn’t with him. If Merrill he would have enjoyed her kindness and gifted it in return, always giving her support and acceptance no matter her decisions. If Fenris he would have taken care of the elf no matter the protests, always giving him understanding and knowing when it was important to be quiet. Fenris would likely have become very protective of him, seeing as the boy didn’t like fighting, and Spencer would have fallen for him.Kyne has a passing fancy for Bull, so maybe him? She does find his stature and build rather... enticing. They would probably tell a lot of really bad jokes and she would insist on being carried all the time and he would be the best to catch her while she climbed down from wherever. Akin probably wouldn’t mind because Bull has given him no reason to distrust him or think he’d hurt her. She also likes hanging out with the chargers. Akinlana would probably have had an interest in Josephine, and they spend enough time together that maybe he would fall for her, though unlikely. It would be more likely that he would work closely with Leliana when she became Divine, becoming not only a voice for elves but mages as well and it would keep him too busy to find anyone - if he didn’t die from the Blight (which I had forgotten he had gotten)Aviana in honesty? He may have developed an interest in Bull or Dorian. Dorian because he would have probably just wanted to help the man and the flirting would make him blush like a cherry and Dorian would probably be able to help Ryssel with her magic. Bull because those muscles... and he’s kind and warm and his jokes are hilarious but always leave him feeling a little dirty and he likes it - Ryssel really likes riding on Bull’s shoulders or ‘sparing’ with him. Damiana probably would be dead or made tranquil after being captured by the templars if Asaz didn’t save her. If Asaz did save her but they didn’t develop anything she probably would have left before they joined the Inquisition to be on her own again. If that didn’t happen then she probably would have taken an interest in Blackwall, with how gentlemanly he is and probably would have scolded him after the whole trial thing - not for his past but for the fact that he thought she would just be fine with him up and disappearing on her.Asaz might have fallen for Sera - would have had an interest in Cassandra but by game canon she wouldn’t get anywhere. Sera would have been enough to keep Asaz’s life interesting and they would probably cause a lot of trouble for everyone involved.

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Danica is the Queen, obviously. How does she handle the responsibilities of being such? Does she help Alistair more than the people know?

As a sidenote: I did leave Alistair unhardened in my playthrough.

She handles them about as well as a headstrong warrior woman would - as in she didn’t handle them in the way that everyone expected her to. Danica didn’t take things quietly. People expected her to sit quietly and listen, let Alistair do the talking and she did the exact opposite. She takes everything she is required to do with the same determination she has in battle, despite how much it stresses and frustrates her because the last thing she had ever wanted was to be a royal with responsibilities.

Which leads to the second question - everyone knows she helps Alistair a lot, neither of them keep it a secret. The two rule as equals with an equal voice. Danica has the same amount of decision making power and Alistair actually prefers her going to meetings and dealing with rather snooty noblemen because she always was better at putting them in their places - not to mention the fact that she likely knows them all through family ties. Not many people are comfortable or accepting of her having the same power as him but no one complains about it - last one who did got punched then dragged out the door by their mabari.

So... yeah, she really doesn’t conform to what many see as the ‘queen’s place’ when it comes to ruling... and don’t even thing of putting her in a dress.

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Colour Palette Challenge - Danica in 4C

Did a tiny bit of redesign on her but not too much~

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Writing prompt “If we die, I’m going to kill you.” for Danica

This was it. The final battle. Above the clang of the weapons was the roar of the Archdemon. Danica looked over the soldiers and darkspawn to their ‘Hero’. It was obvious that the situation had finally sunk in with him. His smirk was gone, his eyes were dark and focused but his hands fumbled with his bow. Fear, of death or loss she couldn’t tell, but it was there. 

The young warrior made her way over, barely hindered by the swarming soulless beasts. She stood behind him, keeping the darkspawn off him so he could focus ahead. “I’ve got your back hero,” she teased.

There was a dry laugh from him as he glanced back at her. Yet his response caught her off guard. “Thank you...” It was soft, filled with sincerity and emotion that she never thought he’d show. 

She laughed off the sudden awkwardness of the situation, she never dealt well with those emotions from others. “If we die, I’m going to kill you.”

He laughed again, this one had a little more life to it. “Really now? Well I guess I’ll just have to work hard on killing that giant dragon then.”

“I’ve got your back so we can’t lose.”

As the last darkspawn of the swarm fell, the elf turned to Danica. “Let’s make sure this is the worst day of it’s Creator forsaken life...”

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She was Beautiful (and She Hated it)

Pairing: Danica Cousland x Alistair Theirin

Note: Not at all good but I wanted to write it...

Danica stood in front of her mirror, glaring down at the dress she had just been forced into. Another dress, another meeting, another ball, another dinner. She hated it, she hated all of it. She hated needing to appear a certain way, to be quiet and sit proper. ‘Eat small portions and drink less because you’re a lady’ she recalls Anora stating while dragging her eyes over Danica’s muscled physic. 

Since becoming queen Danica could feel her muscle mass almost falling off, the hunger devouring it as she was forced into tighter and tighter corsets to limit her appetite. The odd days off she and Alistair shared were spent in the courtyard but the last one discourage her further, as she was unable to wield her blade for much over a half hour. The king had noticed but took it for tiredness rather than weakness and insisted that they read together the rest of the day.

“My love? Why are you crying?” asked the very worried voice of her beloved.

Danica blinked at her reflection before furiously wiping away her tears. “It’s nothing-” she insisted as she smudged all her makeup. 

“Love, talk to me... you’ve been so out of sorts for a while and I... I’m worried.” 

Careful hands turned her and pulled her close. She resisted only slightly, not wanting to give in. If she let him hold her she would break but she was so tired of holding it in.

The king was about to let go when she wrapped her arms tight around his chest, face burying into his shirt as she began to sob. It was like nothing he had experienced before and it was terrifying. His Danica had only ever cried once but that was like a whimper to this earthquake in her body. He scrambled to hold her together as he felt she would shatter from the force of each sob. No words could form, only quiet sounds lost to the wails. The pain and exhaustion was raw like an open wound, bared before him. 

Inside she was crumbling. Her mind blanked, thoughts forced under the surface with wave after wave of violent sorrow. Inside she was screaming. She wanted to tear free, to rip apart this fake, this mask that they had forced her into. Inside she was hiding. She locked herself away, trying to save what was left of herself so they couldn’t take it from her.

Slowly, so slowly, the storm began to subside. Her thoughts surfaced, grasping for each other to form something coherent. She quietly blessed the warmth and safety of the arms around her, remembering where her feet belonged - on the ground by his side. His breath in his chest and in her hair was deep and soothing, coaxing each shuddered recovery of her lungs until she finally breathed easier. 

Danica sat up carefully, Alistair’s hands wiping away her tears before she even lifted her hand. A small smile pushed at her hollowing cheeks as she noticed the tear stains and makeup on his shirt. 

“Looks like we’re both a mess...” Alistair noted when he saw the marks, forcing a little smile. “Danica... please tell me what’s wrong?”

There was a desperation in his voice that she hadn’t heard in a long time. She took a careful breath. Then another, trying to rid the lump in her throat that blocked the words. “I-” she cleared her throat. “I hate this...”

“You hate what my love?”

“I hate this.” She gestured at her body. “I hate the dresses and the corsets and needing to be lady-like and--” There was so much more tumbling around in her head and it knocked more tears down her cheeks that Alistair wiped away in vain. “I hate... not being someone else... I want to wear my armour and beat the shit out of you and speak my mind and dress in something comfortable-- I want to prove to them that I am still the force of nature that helped save Ferelden... I want to be me...”

Alistair looked into her eyes as she tried to swallow her tears. A smile broke across his face, remorseful but loving. “Then so be it...” he whispered, gently lifting her chin with his hand. “Let’s start by getting you out of that offending fabric...” --which he honestly meant without any implications.

Not that Danica didn’t jump on it. “Now that’s the most forward you’ve been about wanting to get me in bed, I’m proud of you~”

Alistair blinked before pouting. “That’s not what I meant!” he whined as she laughed. Then she squeaked as he hefted her up over his shoulder and tossed her onto the bed. “If that’s the way you want it~” he climbed over her, kissing her hard as his hands snaked around and started the painstaking task of undoing every string and button on the dress. 

Danica offered no assistance, wrapping her arms around his neck to pull him closer as they kissed. A quiet sigh left as the corset released and again as he unceremoniously stripped away the fabric from her body. She laughed as he tossed it aside and stared at her. 

That was when everything seemed to stop. The expression on Alistair’s face turned from amusement and love to something akin to horror. Only now as he looked over her did he truly see what had happened. The flat stomach, ribs and hips peeking through her skin, arms and legs almost half the size that he remembered. He covered his mouth to try and force back the sob that left him. What had he let them do to her? he wondered as tears started down his cheeks.

Danica sat up slowly, eyes downcast. “Why didn’t you say something...?” he whispered.

She thought a moment then shrugged. “I was your queen... I didn’t want to make you the fool that married a barbarian...”

The king was left breathless. He fell to his knees and put his forehead to her knees. “This isn’t what I wanted-- that’s not what I wanted! I-I fell in love with a force of nature... and I wanted the world to see... but now I’ve let it take that from me. I let them hurt you...”

There was nothing for her to say. She carefully guided his head up, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. 

“I’m sorry...” he whispered. “Please forgive this fool’s stupid obliviousness... I should have...”

“I never blamed you...” was all she offered, holding him close.

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What’s the weirdest thing they’ve ever eaten? for all your ocs :D

Ninimel - most of Zevran’s cooking (not a bad weird)Danica - Orlesian food, all of it is weird (she can’t decide if she likes it)Faenil - Snails...Thane - A dish that was served at the Circle only one time (he can’t remember what it was but it was... oddd... and at least 5 templars got sick from it)Garret - The first and last time they let Merrill cook (he wishes not to speak of it)Spencer - ^^^^Kyne - A very odd supposed delicacy called a ‘century egg’ at a fancy Orlesian partyAkinlana - Shiokara, at yet another Orlesian partyAviana - Ant lavae (when he was travelling with his little band of mages and ex-templars and they ran out of food... it was a night none of them want to remember)Elhael - Hákarl (It was a passing fad in Tevinter)Damiana - Poriage (The texture is very odd for her)Asaz-Karin - Surströmming (a rather unfortunate loss of a bet against a merchant)Corvus - Blood pudding (It didn’t end well)

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Out of all of your OCs, who is most likely to jump the gun and do something impulsive?

Most likely: Danica

Least Likely: Damiana

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What would happen if any of your OCs needed to cross a personal like? ie do something they feel is morally wrong to themselves, but would benefit others I the long run. How would they procress it? How does it affect them?

This is a difficult one... Imma do all of them...

Ninimel - Would probably be able to with little hesitation. His ‘personal lines’ are more like ‘loosely held boundries to fit in with normal society’. Yes, this includes if he had to kill Zevran for one reason or another (this is the only time that the hesitation might be a little longer *Tamlen flashbacks*). After Tamlen most boundries kinda just... disappeared.Danica - Would be a wreck but would probably do it. It would haunt her as many things still due but she would remind herself of why she did it and would try to find solace in that - if only just.Faenil - What ‘personal lines’??? She will kill anyone with an appropriate reason and likely won’t be haunted by it. Even if she were to kill a parent in front of a child or vice versa for the reason of possession or the like she wouldn’t be bothered.Thane -  If he were required to cross a personal line he would likely be punishing himself for the rest of his life. It would haunt his dreams and poke at his waking mind, forever reminding him of what he did.Garret - On the outside he would seem unaffected, dodging questions with skillful diversion and wit. Inside it would be eating him alive. There is no processing it, there’s only self-hatred.Spencer - It would be a downard spiral. At first he would be devastated and desperate to justify his actions. That would turn to volatile self-loathing and likely physical damage. Likely driving him to near insanity by the end if not curbed by someone close to him (aka. Anders or Garrett).Kyne - It would hurt a lot at first. She would be so angry at herself. She would be furious at the Creators for allowing it to happen. There would likely be a lot of isolation, lack of apetite (likely to the point of almost starving if no one’s watching out for her) and weakness. Yet, after coming out of it, she would get better. There will be times when it surfaces and takes another blow to her, but never as bad as the first.  Akinlana - He does what is needed. It would likely effect him similar to Kyne if only he didn’t have so many things to take care of. Keeping his mind busy is his coping and any moment not spent working is likely a result of him passing out from exhaustion. If he’s allowed to dwell on the thoughts he very quickly gets distant and dark, then frantic to find anything to keep his mind distracted again. The problem is that he never truly processes it like Kyne and it will continue to haunt the quiet moments until he’s forced to face it.Aviana - Do you want to kill the poor guy??? He would rather end his own life than cross certain boundries. If it were as bad as, let’s say, needing to kill a possessed child, it’s likely he would manage to do it but the despair would be so great he would likely lose all memory of the situation. If it weren’t something so drastic he would probably cry/freak out a lot until he would be able to push the feelings aside. Any time it’s brought up after that he’ll quickly excuse himself to cry for a long time.Elhael - What needs to happen, happens. It is unlikely he will have any adverse effects from crossing any boundries as they are weak as they stand. Any boundries he has are only formed after his freedom so knocking them down isn’t hard. The hard part is recovering the ground lost due to it.Damiana - Things have always come and gone in her life. Her parents, travelers, friends. She understands full well that nothing is permanent in the world and the things that happen, whether by the hand of the Maker/Creators/fate, can’t be stopped and shouldn’t be changed. If a personal line is crossed any pain she feels is shoved away in a dark room in her mind and sealed away. She can recall the events without adverse effects but there will always be the banging on those locked dooors that remind her of just how fragile her mind might be.Asaz-Karin - She is a trained killer, death around her is inevitable and the only constant in her life. Feelings disappear as they are weakness in the face of duty and purpose. What needs to be done is done, cold as the steel. Yet, there is the possibility of a dam break with all those feelings locked away, and let’s just say no one would survive if it were unlocked.Corvus - The spirit needs to constantly remind Corvus that negative emotions such as anger, self-loathing, despair, could possibly turn him to demon and that they need to be locked away. Should Corvus need to cross a personal line, any negative feelings are locked away, tangled with the knot of other emotions, collected for the last eternity. The elf will put on a peaceful demeanor to hide his slowly breaking mind.

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Also:

For the ask from @moustashleigh:  For the face emoji thing ... 1A for El - E3 for Nin - F9 for Danica - C4 for Fae - F3 for Thane - D1 for Spencer - B5 for Kyne - E6 for Akin - F8 for Avi - C8 for Damiana - F7 for Asaz - E4 for Corvus <3

SUPER HAPPY WITH THIS SHIT LIKE SERIOUSLY!!! Ha! 

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Her hands were folded in pray, relaxed in her stature in front of alter. The Goddess of Truth and Nobility, Danica, wasn't one she visited often. Akina wasn't noble, nor was she all that truthful with herself, but the Goddess' strengths where ones she felt like she needed currently. Before leaving, she looked towards the items she left on the alter; a grand, Elvish blade made and tempered by the Dalish, a bundle of yellow, best for any noble folk, and a small partly burnt craving of joyful lady.

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Writing prompt - “Hey! I was gonna eat that!” for Danica

It just had to be one of those days for Danica. One of those days that nothing ever seemed to go right. She woke up groggy and stiff. Her sword chipped. Then she lost her footing and took a rather violent tumble down a hill - thankfully unharmed - but resulting in her shin guard getting dented. 

So as they settled down for lunch she was hopeful that some food in her stomach would quell some of the emotions. The leftover stew was portioned out and everyone dug in. Danica got through about half of her’s before she set the bowl aside to remove her shin guard in hopes of removing the dent after. When she looked back one of the mabari was licking the bowl clean. 

“Hey! Stupid mutt, I was gonna eat that!” she hollered, swinging her hand about to shoo him off. 

The mabari flinched at her voice and shrunk away. Danica frowned and picked up the bowl. “At least it’s clean...” she muttered, but it was obvious that she was quite upset. 

Everyone else was silent, as if mourning the loss, when Alistair shifted closer and held out his bowl. “Here, I still have some bread left in my pouch...” 

She looked up, tears in the corner of her eyes. Then they glittered. “Really?”

“Yeah, take it.”

She accepted it graciously and finished the rest of the stew. Alistair sat quietly, watching her with a sweet little smile.