#fatesown

[skyheld]

Talk to me abt Ameridan and physical intimacy. Not just sex and not just with Ziph—Abelas, Drakon, Telana, too. Is he very casual about it, does he struggle with it at any point? Gimme the deets

unprompted | always accepting | @keepslore, @weptduty

This has been in my inbox for a while but I happen to have two quotes in my drafts that are relevant for Abelas so let's start with that lmao.

But actually first let's start with just the general. Ameridan is very big on physical intimacy. Touch is important to him. Having someone close. I've mentioned before that he's so used to sharing a bed, he doesn't fall asleep as well if he's not at least a little bit squished and uncomfortable, and when awake, he definitely relaxes more quickly with someone else, either relaxing in their arms or having them relax in his. Sex is less important, although he loves it. He's also quite casual about who gets to touch him and how, within reason of course. For himself he's big on asking before he touches someone, not just with sexual and romantic touch but in general, but if someone touches him without asking-again as long as its within reason, a shoulder touch from a stranger or a hug from a friend-he's generally fine with it.

As for sex, he's casual about it but has a low sex drive, so casual sex still doesn't happen very often. His sex drive used to be more at an average level and casual sex more common, but that changed with stress and weariness and getting comfortable with a few people he'd already established likes and dislikes with, and didn't need to go through the process of finding out how they worked together. He's quite lazy when it comes to sex tbh, he'll always make sure to get his partner off, but sometimes after that he'd love to just lie back and do absolutely nothing. Pillow princess and he deserves it.

Drakon, Telana and Orinna probably got to see the most experimental and adventurous side of him because they knew him when he was in his thirties and confident in his sexuality but not worn down by responsibility yet. With Drakon the biggest thrill and biggest hindrance was always the threat of being discovered; their meetings as lovers were few and far between and almost always short, and while that made them passionate it also made them desperate in a negative way. Yes they wanted to have sex but they also wanted to just cuddle together and talk about soft, simple things and they also wanted to talk about deeper, more difficult things, and most of the time they had to chose one of the three because there wasn't time for all of them. Ameridan was of course incredibly attracted to his handsome man, who wouldn't be, but their relationship was far more than physical.

With Telana and Orinna-they were often together all three, but not always-there was a lot more room for their relationship to include everything they needed. They shared their everyday life, physicality wasn't limited to stolen moments here and there. It was casual, tender and built into little touches, kisses, words and glances every moment. They were pretty tame most of the time, but Orinna the inventor liked to experiment with toys. Telana (and maybe Haron, but I think his and Ameridan's relationship turned purely platonic after the first few years together) is probably the only one who ever got to gently dom him so far. Most of the time Ameridan doesn't care for sub/dom undertones but he can be a little submissive when the planets align and Telana asks nicely.

I do think this is what it would look like with Ziphrane too, just a lot of physical touch and being close to each other as they go about their day. It builds up slowly because they both have a lot of deal with already, but they get to a point where they're be completely at ease giving a kiss or a hug in passing, nothing dramatic. how much sex they have honestly mostly depends on ziphrane-ameridan is usually down for it when she wants it, he'll get in the mood if he sees she's in the mood, but it's not really on his mind most of the time. he just wants to be close to her.

for abelas, two things:

They shift, in lieu of speaking, to adjust Ameridan's body so that it is not in such a twisted, uncomfortable posture. They pull his legs over their lap, to the side, they readjust their hold around his back to better support him.

He's never felt like he needed protection, and he's never known he wanted it. But such a simple thing as being held so he won't fall off the edge of the cot loosens something inside him, something that has been tense for so long he doesn't recognize the feeling of it being relaxed.

this isn't something pal and i have ever spoken of i think? but abelas takes on a role of- i don't really want to say protector, not in the sense that he protects ameridan from a threat more than ameridan protects them, and i don't want to say a subservient role either because it's not. something ameridan's pinterest board made clear to me is that while he'll always be a knight in practice, aesthetically he has potential to be equal parts knight and maiden. abelas gives him that. they have full respect for his abilities, but the way they move and act with and around him is with absolute devotion to his comfort, and they think he's uncomfortable they'll just maneuver him around a bit until it seems better its ok ameridan thinks its pretty hot.

and if i tell you ameridan falls so hard for that it's a gross understatement. he's never had that or wanted it. he's always thought of his relationships as equal and that doesn't just mean equal in status but also in what you do for each other. but abelas wants to do this for ameridan and he doesn't need ameridan to do it back, though that's not to say he doesn't like it when he does. and while he's always looking out for abelas, he does accept that they don't both have to do the same things for each other in this relationship, as long as they both feel equally safe, loved and appreciated.

ameridan is aware that abelas was a spirit of devotion, and he understands or comes to understand this is part of that. which makes him feel a bit divided if he wasn't already, because he doesn't want abelas to do this for him out of a sense of obligation, and he doesn't want to alter him by leaning into it too much. but if it's their nature, he shouldn't deny them that either. he just has to make double, triple sure abelas doesn't bend over backwards for his sake, he's always encouraging abelas to talk about what they want.

which is why they are forever and ever looking at each other like is this what you want or what you think i want, are you saying you're comfortable or are you actually comfortable. but that's a small inconvenience they are so happy to endure for each other.

[heirbane]

But sometimes - … even Y'shtola proved to surprise him, to curl around his ankles like an aloof house cat when she deigned him worthy of attention. Those moments were few and far between, especially when they were involving themselves out in Sharlay proper. He must have done something right. Whether it was the mug of coffee he had brought to her, sitting on one of the many benches around the campus, or the arm he had so carelessly slung across the back of the seat - Something had swayed him into her favor, and the gesture he received felt as if it could sustain him for the rest of his life.

@fatesown and the rarestpair

[dreadwxlf]

@fatesown sent: “lucky for us, we’ve got a knack for miracles.” - from dhavihal

~ " That is one way of putting it, I suppose," Solas replied wryly. " Though I am I not certain we should place our trust in some grand, unknowable power. It will be our actions alone that will be responsible for closing the Breach. " His eyes travel to the swirling emerald mass of clouds above them: an ever present reminder of his mistakes. His hope now rested in this Dalish quickling, unknowingly wielding the power of the ancients. They would need a miracle indeed. ~

~ " ...Do you truly believe you were sent by Andraste, as the humans say? " ~

[soulcluster]

OTPs + nOTPs + Kratos >:3c

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Anna. I am a simple simp lol she barely has a character portrait but I am an absolute sucker for star-crossed lovers and also, just the way Kratos speaks of that time they were together, how he compares Lloyd to her, speaks to her grave, you can tell how deeply he loved about her, not to mention when he fights Kvar and the righteous anger going through his voice just ughhh the other thing I am an absolute simp for is a man who is deeply in love with someone. I would love to do a much thorough exploration into their ship cause it just hurts so good

I don't think I really have a nOTP for Kratos tbh. If anything, it'd be with his son (oh yes, those shippers are out there, I have seen them. searching for Kratos fanart is always a gamble)

Other than that, it's really just about building chemistry (special shout out to Martel and I blame you for that)

[tenebriism]

GRINS SMUGLY. This is how you pay attention to a lady.

[brightblessed]

@fatesown (continued)

He gritted his teeth, fist clenched tightly at his side. Revenge? Roi had thought, for a long time, that people that prattle on about revenge were fools. That there was no reason to seek it. So he told himself again and again after he saw men die chasing it. He had tried to distance himself from emotion for a long time. But it always swallowed him. He had thought revenge a foolish reason to do anything. But had that not been what motivated him to stop Thordan? At that point, the idea of a great threat to the realm meant nothing compared to letting the man that was responsible for Haurchefant's death escape and live on. Justice. That was what he called it. There was no god passing on blessings to the righteous and condemnations to the wicked. It was in their hands. And Roi had doled out his own personal justice against the wicked again and again. An eye for an eye. And in those moments, he didn't care about anything but the rage gnawing away at his soul.

Was it so different from revenge? It had been a long time since he had first picked up his sword in Ishgard and swore to bring justice to the strong and protection to the weak. It had been even longer since the empire took his home and family away for the first time. And since then, he had seen the echoes of his history in countless places. All due to the empire's twisted ways. Seeing the empire in such a state made parts of his rotten heart tingle with glee. They had it coming.

But it wasn't fair. Not all of them actively participated in what happened to him. Not all of them supported it. Most were probably uneducated or convinced by the government that they had been in the right. But it's not fair. No one came to save his family. No one saved him. The child inside of him screamed at him to turn away. To let them suffer as he had.

"You forget who you're talking to." Roi replies, his eyes burning with fury that would certainly impress Halone herself. "I AM violence. No matter where I go... That's the only thing I can bring with me." He was a weapon. Even if the people that cared about him wanted to see him as a man, he would always be a sword first. The fire inside of him flickered out rather quickly. He averts his gaze.

He was trying to be better. He had to be better. He had a responsibility. They would have never helped him. But Roi was supposed to be a hero. Even if he never truly WAS one. Even if it was all expectations that others put on him. He wanted to be the person they thought he was.

There is a bitter chuckle. He truly resented his twisted heart. His weakness. How he could never be the person he should be. More than anything, he hated out his feelings controlled him so totally. He was trying to be better at communicating with his friends. Being open with them. After all... he knew they saw him as more than a weapon. Otherwise... would they have tried so hard to save him when he was dying in the First?

"I... I know you're right. Most of these people don't deserve what a part of me wishes would happen to them." There is a pause, the rage in his eyes turning inward. Sorrow weighed on his chest as the embers of fury turned to cold ash. "I keep thinking that it isn't fair. That they would never reach out to help us as we're doing for them."

He looks at her for a moment, a sad smile creeping upon his lips. He hated to show his weakness to anyone. But... it was important for them to be on the same page here. The Final Days were on the horizon if their enemies did as they wished.

"I don't know if I can control myself if someone pushes me. I know I need to be here to stop Zenos.... But it's... not safe for the people here for me to..." He didn't trust himself one bit with his anger. "Never mind. It's fine." He needed to be strong and reliable. Not... this.

[osovereign]

☆ — @fatesown --- martel yggdrasill.

the  holy  grounds  of  kharlan…  the  great  seed  had  blossomed  and  sylverant  and  tethe'alla  had  become  as  one  again.  the  endless  cycle  of  vying  for  each  other’s  mana  had  been  stopped  and  now  his  old  apprentice  and  friend  could  finally  rest  at  peace. still  ,  a  sadness  is  shown  in  the  former  key  of  origin's  eyes.  it  had  been  a  few  weeks  since  the  final  fight  against  mithos  but  kratos  could  still  recall  it  as  if  it  where  happening  again  right  before  his  eyes.  the  angel  could  still  hear  martel's  voice  in  colette’s  body  ...  and  in  that  moment:  all  he  could  see  was  her.  the  clear  visual  of  the  false  goddesses  long  seaweed  hued  hair  and  the  most  calming  of  voice’s  that  ones  ears  could  ever  be  blessed  enough  to  hear.  it  was  in  these  moments  of  calm  and  quiet  his  mind  filled  with  memories  and  thoughts  he’d  rather  keep  locked  away  ( forget  and  lose  to  his  aeon  lifetime ):  this  was  only  the  second  dusk  upon  a  new  future  ( crafted  by  the  flesh  and  blood  of  his  own ):  kratos  would  visit  an  area  not  known  to  many  filled  with  greenery  and  the  clearest  stretch  of  sky  that allowed  for  the  best  view  of  the  shining  white  bursts  of  lights  up  above  ( all  bursting  supernovas  and  miniature  sunlight ):  that  the  angel  had  always  found  himself  fond  of.

sure  ,  the  aselia  that  came  before  wasn't  perfectly  back  together.  the  man  made  celestial  could  recall  the  differences  in  landscapes  and  climates  that  weren't  there  four  thousand  years  ---  or  was  it  simply  ,  his  old  mind  beginning  to  slip?  but  as  a  whole  ,  kratos  could  never  forget  beautiful  aselia  ,  in  its  entirety  could  be.  this  fact  was  even  more  keen  as  the  wind's  that  blew  on  the  night  air  carried  the  grace  of  his  ,  physically  ,  long  bygone  friend.  amongst  the  grounds  of  kharlan  ( nothing  like  they  used  to  be  ,  nothing  like  they  would  be  again  ):  did  sweet  remembrance  flood  back  into  his mental  and  kratos  allowed  himself  to  travel  back  to  the  times before  all  the  mess  that  he  had  helped  create  of  the  world  (  all  of  the  genocide  and  devastation  and  ruin  ):  a  bloodstained history  that  would  make  most  people  weep.  though  for  the  ancient  hero  of  yore  it  was  nothing  more  than reason  to  make  him  live  another  day  ,  to  mentally  prepare  for  his  upcoming  journey  to  derris-kharlan  ( to  give  those  left  behind  and  discriminated  against  a  home  of  their  very  own ):  when  one  aged  as  much  as  he  did  you  couldn’t  help  but  live  in  memories  of  the  past.

❝ m-martel.  ❞ her  name  flows  off  his  tongue  as  gospel  ,  as  an  unheard  whispered  prayer.  sounding  every  bit  like  a  young  boy  first  joining  the  royal  guard  thousands  of  years  ago  instead  of  the  war  god  and  divine  god  slaying  celestial.  distance  mattered  not  to  a  winged  celestial  ---  all  half  man  and  half  god.  his  eyes  could  see  meters  away  what  would  look  like  a  few  steps  to  the  average  man.  inside  her  visage  was  the  souls  of  hundreds  ,  no  thousands  of  others  but  kratos  could  hone  onto  her  mana  signature…  that  aura  was  all  martel!  she  was  as  herself  and  as  tabatha  ,  a  doll  crafted  with  his  own  two  hands  in  her  image.  before  he  knows  it  his  feet  are  carrying  him  fast  and  heavy  across  the  earth  (  for  what  is  flight  to  an  angel  that  knew  the  wonders  of  being  a  man?  ):  and  he  knows  she  is  not  wholly  she  anymore  but  logic  ,  within  all  manners  of  the  heart  matter  not.  ❝  it  would be  nice  to  speak  with  you  one  last  time  before  i  depart.  ❞  a  pause.  ❝ and  to  be  given  the  chance  to  apologize  to  all  those  souls  we  of  cruxis  committed  countless  atrocities  towards.  ❞

[howetragic]

Thank you so much. I really feel like I always take for granted my ability to mind my own business, and I won’t do that after this. / from ziphrane

Nathaniel harrumphs, crossing his arms over his chest as he narrows his eyes at her. 

     “I don’t think it’s too much to ask,” he says tensely. “I simply wish to know what your relationship with the assassin is. If you insist on having a Crow in the Keep, shouldn’t you at least disclose what your intentions with him are?”

[skyheld]

On the subject of Ameridan's past with possessed people and spirits, I don't remember if I've asked about his feelings regarding Ziphrane's relationship with Compassion before. I believe it was once compared to Telana's relationship with Faith(? correct me if i'm wrong), but does finding out Ziphrane was periodically possessed by Compassion throughout her youth affect his view of her at all? Does he worry about how readily she allowed Compassion to possess her, or how young she was when she was doing so?

unprompted | always accepting | @fatesown

I don't remember if we've talked about this, but yes - it definitely is comparable to Telana's relationship to Faith. Faith came to Telana in dreams pretty much as soon as her Dreaming abilities manifested and watched over her to make sure no dangerous spirits were able to approach her. Unlike for Ziphrane, this didn't remain a secret. Telana told her parents she thought she might be a mage, and they contacted a local temple, who figured out she was a Dreamer and sent for one from the Emerald Knights. The knight, Mi'renan, took Telana under her wing to teach her, but also went into the Fade with her to speak to Faith and evaluate its intentions. When she was satisfied Faith was trustworthy, she gave it her blessing to stay with Telana and keep her company as she grew.

This is the part that would worry Ameridan the most, even if he learns of it long after the event. He doesn't see Ziphrane any differently, but he can't help but think about what could have happened. As he sees it, it was pure luck that the first spirits she encountered and grew close to had only good intentions for her. It could just as easily have been catastrophic for her, the spirits, and possibly her whole clan. None of that is Ziphrane's fault - she was a child. If anything it may have been a fault of Marethari's for failing to explain how important she was she told of such things, but he doesn't know the situation well enough to say that.

It's the same thing with her being possessed - it doesn't change his view of her at all. He wouldn't have liked it if he'd been there to caution against it, but he thinks she *should* have exercised more caution. When Faith possessed him, Telana sat in front of him ready to slit his throat at the slightest sign that something was wrong. That was an extreme situation due to his lack of mental stability at the time, but even with those who practice regular possession, such as the Avvar, there are likely safety measures in place to reduce the risk for both the spirit and their host.

So, he worries a little retroactively, because it could have gone terribly, but he's fascinated by the process, interested in her spirit friends - and awed by the mental strength she must have had since childhood to remain herself despite it all.

[heirbane]

[ lean ] sender slowly leans into receiver's shoulder and rests there for a while // from y'shtola uwu

Y'shtola was not one for overt affection - at least, not when it came to their situationship, something that suited Gaius just fine. He was comfortable enough to avoid attention from his Stadium peers, and to allow Allie to simply exist without the weight of her father's sins around her neck.

But sometimes - ... even Y'shtola proved to surprise him, to curl around his ankles like an aloof house cat when she deigned him worthy of attention. Those moments were few and far between, especially when they were involving themselves out in Sharlay proper.

He must have done something right. Whether it was the mug of coffee he had brought to her, sitting on one of the many benches around the campus, or the arm he had so carelessly slung across the back of the seat -

Something had swayed him into her favor, and the gesture he received felt as if it could sustain him for the rest of his life.

"The moon is out already," he stated. He felt her tail around his hips, her ear against his shoulder. His own empty coffee was sitting on the ground near his feet.

"The sun is - ... nearly gone, but not quite. There are stars out. Just a handful yet. And nary a cloud in the sky," he finished. A breeze picked up, fluttering her hair against his neck, the cool autumn air causing a deep ache within his bones that promised foul weather.

"It may rain come mid-night, however. Or snow. What say you?" He mused. "Have you heard elsewise today?"

His words were moot. They were simply to fill the space, to add levity to the closeness she had gifted him - to paint a picture of the world they currently were in. It was not the first time he had tried to lend her sight through his musings, nor would it be the last; a small morsel of gratitude for the intimacy she was giving him.

It was not much to offer, but it was what he had.

[nobroth]

🙊 // for zigazigahhh

Send me 🙊 and I'll send you something my muse would whisper in your muse's ear

It's been a long day.

It seems like all of their days have been long, lately. Darkspawn here. Infighting there. Every day they stumble on a new problem, a new sad face begging for help as if they aren't a bit busy with an Archdemon. Oh, and a teryn-acting-King who wants them dead! But sure, the Grey Wardens can find your goat. And your child. In that order, for some reason.

As soon as he sits at the fire beside Ziphrane, however, his lips tug at a smile. It's getting worse. Every time he sees her, thinks about her, he smiles.

His stomach flutters, and he shifts as his hand presses over it for fear she might hear him rattling. That's not attractive.

Leliana is staring as he fights with himself, but as soon as his eyes lift towards the bard, she looks away. Wynne is pretending to ignore everyone, knitting in her lap, but when he looks at her she frowns like she knows.

Alistair leans towards Ziphrane, his voice low.

"You haven't told anyone anything, have you?" he asks. It's only a matter of time before they know, but he wants to know when they know. "Our friends are staring."

[high-as-hope]

spirited away sentence starters

from @fatesown:

❛  come on, it'll be fun.  ❜ / from ziphrane!

Elsa tilted her head and hummed thoughtfully, pretending to consider her friend's suggestion. But Ziphrane likey knew she already had her. Elsa was not one to turn down any promise of fun.

"Weeell, I don't know...," she drawled, dragging it out just a little longer before finally smiling at her Dalish friend. "Okay, fine. You've convinced me."

Giddily, she grabbed Ziphrane's hand, tugging her along as if it had been her idea all along.

"Come on! Let's not waste the day~"

[soulcluster]

OTPs + nOTPs + Aerith!

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CLERITH

there's no one else, that's it, clerith. that's my OTP. I'm sure for anyone that has me on discord this is not a surprise lol I can't encapsulate all my feelings about them into coherent words but I will say that I love all their little details and their themes and and references throughout the games as a whole.

How he 'doesnt dance', he doesnt high five, he doesnt take on work for charity — until it involves aerith, then suddenly he does all of it. she doesnt place any pressure on him, she sees him for who he is, accepts him as he is, and because of that it makes him want to try harder. and then he opens up and they have such fun and teasing banter. everything about them just makes me so soft.

And I'll preface my nOTP by saying a few things. I don't care about fandom shipping, I don't care what others ship, but I do have my own preferences and thoughts. I'm not going to elaborate on my nOTP thoughts here because I don't want to deal with any potential fandom uprising in my inbox or whatever, but if you want more details you can ask me privately. but my nOTP for her is zack so yeah

outside of those two, again it's just up to chemistry. I see the potential with Tifa (more for her than I do with Cloud tbh) and I think she'd have a lot of other fun ships, but nothing else quite reaches OTP levels for me

[theodosiani]

❛ See, this is why no one lets you make the plans. ❜ - from morena for kasaanda

Catching Fire Sentence Meme || Accepting || @fatesown

"I made an excellent plan," Kasaanda has already begun cleaning her blades, careful cloth wiping off any residue before she resheaths them. Once everything is settled back in its proper place she leans down to start examining the body for anything that might lead them to their next target. Little hands pat down pockets and packs, searching like Assan for truffles. When she finds a hidden one containing her prize Kasaanda releases a tiny triumphant giggle. Wiggling the little note towards Morena for them to take, she smiles smug as a cat with the canary, "You had a problem, now the problem is bleeding out on the floor, solved."

[tenebriism]

OTPs + NOTPs for Urianger!

OTPs:

Thancred x Urianger. Nothing is topping this for me. Ever. They are besties AND soulmates, your honor.

Y'shtola x Urianger. Two EXTREMELY powerful scholars who often must step in as the logical ones of the group!? They'd go extremely well together.

WoL x Urianger. Let him cradle your WoLs and help them forget the woes of the world. <3

Moenbryda x Urianger. One of those sad ships. ' What could have been. '

nOTPs:

Alphinaud/Alisaie x Urianger. Absolutely not.

Zenos x Urianger. It would never happen. My Zenos is strictly WoL-sexual (as I imagine most Zenos' are), and Urianger, while usually the most level-headed, flexible, and reasonable one of the group, would think anyone insane for giving Zenos a chance, ESPECIALLY after they almost lost Y'shtola because of him. That's a very sore spot for Uri.

[brightblessed]

portrayal lowkey intimidating in a good way!! i love someone who's unashamed and unapologetic of who their oc is. as someone who's always a little uncertain of their ocs, it's something i REALLY look up to <3

beep beep how’s my portrayal ? / @fatesown

i have stared at this for awhile and honestly it's so crazy nice??? thank you. trust me, i am way more uncertain than i seem. i think the biggest thing is that i have been writing roi since 2019 on tumblr dot com and it makes me a little happier knowing that people DO enjoy him. i feel like your writing is incredible and i look up to that. i adore your writing style so much so if it takes me a bit to reply sometimes it's because i am starstruck.