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was it harder to die? or harder to be the one who survived?
"Yes. I heard. It was the only thing I heard."
@fendeurs | critical role sentence starters
“Ah yes… Varric. He does love his stories.” Fenris breathed out in exasperation, head tipping back to watch one of the lingering crows perched on a railing above them. Admittedly, he’s a little unsettled by this mage - but less so than he may have expected himself to be. Odd. “Though I doubt he colors any of the tales he tells with the whole truth. What have you heard?”
TRIGGER WARNING FOR SOME OF THIS. IT’S NOT DETAILED BUT SOME OF THIS IS IMPLIED REALLY UGLY STUFF.
NAME: Fenris (Birth name: Leto)
MIDDLENAME: N/A
LASTNAME: N/A (Alias LN: Llera)
AGE: 34
GENDER: Male
SEXUALITY: Bisexual
FAMILY: Unknown.
BIRTHPLACE: Genoa, Italy
HOMETOWN: ???
CURRENT LOCATION: Las Vegas, Nevada
NATIONALITY: Italian
ETHNICITY: (Honestly not sure how to describe his ethnicity other than Not White)
SPOKEN LANGUAGES: English, German, Italian, some French, Spanish, some Russian
RELIGION: Agnostic
HEIGHT: 6ft
BODY TYPE: Athletic, lean
HAIR COLOR & TYPE: White, somewhat shaggy
EYE COLOR & TYPE: Green
TATTOOS: A bleeding skull on his left hip.
PIERCINGS: N/A
SCARS : Evidence of old “injuries” along his back and sides and the backs of his thighs, a barely visible slit at the tips of his ears making it obvious how they were modified to look life elf ears, and though this isn’t scars at all, he has vitiligo.
EDUCATIONAL BACKGROUND: Educated only by his life experiences, incapable of reading in any language
PETS: N/A
CAREER: N/A
SOCIAL MEDIA USED: N/A
SMOKING : never // occasionally // “party smoker” // often
DRINKING : never // occasionally // “ party drinker ” // often
DRUGS : never // tried it a few times // occasionally // often
IF THEY DO DRUGS, WHAT KIND??: weed, cocaine, molly, heroine, amphetamines (none of these did he get hooked on willingly except weed)
ATHLETICS THEY ENJOY ??: Martial arts
HOBBIES: Sketching, drinking, people watching
VIRGIN ?? : yes // no
IF NOT, HOW OLD WERE THEY WHEN THEY LOST THEIR VIRGINITY??: 12
FAVOURITE DRINK: wine, apple juice, water
FAVOURITE FOOD: Italian, apples
FAVOURITE MUSIC: Unknown
FAVOURITE MOVIE: Unknown
FAVOURITE TV SHOW: NCIS, any crime related show
FAVOURITE BOOK: Can’t read
CLOTHING STYLE: hoodies, leather jackets & pants, tank tops, flannels
UNDERWEAR TYPE: commando
TAGGED BY: @reavcr
TAGGING: ??? WHOEVER
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I just… am pleased. To see you. That’s all.
Ind. Fenris from Dragon Age 2 written by Lukas
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And another silly comic of Fenris and dragon!Hawke.
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(HAWKE):
@mutilans
When Hawke saw the venatori mages attacking Fenris he saw red. He leapt ahead of the others, carving a path through them until none remained. His long hair clung to his sweat soaked face and he only stopped when the last mage fell, gurgling blood out his mouth. The moon hung overhead and cast the blood soaked sands in silver light. Hawke swallowed thickly. If anything, Fenris was still as handsome as the day they’d first met.
“Fenris I—” Missed you. But that died on Hawke’s lips. Things hadn’t ended well between them and he doubted Fenris could say the same. He’d been a right prick toward Fenris during the end. He’d been a prick to everyone. None of them had deserved it. Especially not him. “It’s good to see you’re well.” He finished lamely. Maker, he sounded a fool. Just looking at Fenris made his eyes burn.
When the others approached Hawke shot them a look. “Leave us.” He wanted to talk to Fenris—he wanted to talk to him alone, not with the Inquisitor and Maker knew who else watching. The Inquisitor seemed to respect this request, backing off and heading out of his line of sight. Hawke and Fenris would be fine alone. “I…I’ve been wanting to talk to you.” There was the faintest sound of hope to his voice. The last shred of it left since Kirkwall, but seeing Fenris rekindled that flame. It was enough to make him at least see some light.
Word of slaves being dragged through the sands of the Hissing Wastes didn’t take long to reach Fenris. After all that had happened in Kirkwall, he had a good chain of contacts to relay this information to him - even when he was out and about. Once it did get to him, he’d expedited his travel to the desert via carriages and any other transport he could find. Tevinter mages in southern Thedas tormenting slaves out in the open? The gall. The rumors of Tevinter making its move to recapture the rest of the continent were true - and that, to Fenris, was unsurprising.
What he would’ve never expected, however, was to be surrounded by said mages and cornered up against a massive boulder - or who appeared just as one began bombarding him with chain lightning. Hawke. He appeared like a dream, so unexpected, but so welcome. Every one of the Venatori fell to his blade, and with Fenris reduced to an agonizing crouch as every vein of lyrium on his body pulsated angrily, all he could do was watch. And ache.
This was a man who’d left him behind; a man who’d closed the door in his face when he most needed to find ideas for a direction for his future. Danarius was dead, but so was the soft Hawke. The familiar Hawke. The man to whom he’d once said, I am yours and meant it with every fiber of his being. He’d never intended to give of himself to another person ever again. Not after slavery. Not after the memories. But he had... and it had been pushed back in his face a few short months later.
With the fight over, that old bitterness resurfaced. What Hawke was doing here was an even more important matter, though. Pushing himself with gritted teeth back to his feet, Fenris’ brows knit together.
Had he been about to say that he’d missed him? That’s rich. Letters would have been nice, had that been the case. “I’m glad you’re well, too.” He sighed softly, choking down the urge to be petty, to be angry. But the look on Hawke’s face, that remorse, made keeping the anger at bay difficult. “I’m sure you have. I have not exactly kept my location discrete.” In other words: You could have contacted me.
"i’ve been in a barrel for an hour. i fell asleep in there!" from squishy hawke boi!
@ingxni | critical role sentence starters
It’s remarkable how he’s following this man and fighting at his side. Even more remarkable is how he’s still alive, all things considered. Raising a hand in front of his face to keep himself from completely losing his composure, Fenris sighed heavily. “So…” He murmured, near monotone. “We have been looking for you this entire time, and you were -”
He coughed to clear his throat and dispel his tone of disbelief. Unfortunately, the disbelief remained. “In a barrel. How much did you drink, Hawke?”
"So... we'll talk later."
@moralbirthright | critical role sentence starters
Skyhold would be a grand sight to behold were it not crawling with mages. And perhaps it wasn’t really - but the few he’d spotted made him think only of rotted food cast carelessly into the alley beside the Hanged Man, left to be infested with all manner of vermin. This fortress made Fenris’ skin crawl not only because of the mages - but because of one mage in particular.
Fenris may have joined the cause far too late to know how such a man had made it into the Inquisitor’s inner circle, but whatever the reason… he shouldn’t be trusted. Not as he is. Dorian Pavus is at his core a man of Tevinter, and all men of Tevinter exist to preserve the damned place and all it stands for.
So when he’s cornered by the man just before a war council and promised a later conversation, Fenris’ hackles are raised. Like an animal, he bares his teeth and snarls at the Altus as threateningly as he can. “We will not if you value your life, mage. I can’t imagine what you’d want to talk about, but it is nothing I wish to hear.”
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I was assigned @thomrainierskies for @santa-age’s gift exchange; they asked for Fenris from Dragon Age 2 🎁
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critical role sentence starters !!!
- so… we’ll talk later.
- why won’t you stay down and die with dignity?
- no. no further.
- this is not over. it can’t be.
- try not to have too much fun without us.
- i have this blink candle. it’s formed from various animals that blink.
- it’s so rare that we’re actually given the opportunity to be honest about everything. we might as well try it once and see if we like it.
- you know i’m in love with you, right?
- you seem… like a person. and that’s great.
- those are coins! you’re not making it rain, you’re making it hail!
- i’m killing someone, hold please.
- your secret is safe with my indifference.
- my heart is someone else’s.
- do not go far from me. if we are out of earshot, you are too far from me.
- um, i don’t know if it’s the food you made or the fact that we’re going to die tomorrow, but i want to kiss you.
- i was all kinds of fucked up a few weeks ago.
- you’re all kinds of fucked up all the time. we all are. and that’s why we’re together.
- i just want to let you know… i am possibly the worst person you’ve ever met.
- i think i kind of hope… not necessarily to hurt you or harm you, but i hope that one day… that you can know just how awful i can be.
- you can curse, it’s okay. you killed one of us.
- i think i’ve always been in love with the idea of you.
- i was only gone for thirty seconds!
- i encourage violence.
- i can give you the means to protect them.
- i do not want to die who i am. i’d like to live long enough to be someone else.
- you’re on your own, fuckface.
- a volcano is - is nature’s candle!
- sometimes people go and they don’t come back.
- do you spice?
- so we’re going to kill everyone that we see in the next ten seconds.
- i don’t want to be here if you’re not.
- i told you before. no one kills you but me.
- he traded his life!
- i don’t have very many things that i care about and i don’t have anything that cares about me.
- i’m great! well, not really, but i’m just going to pretend i’m happy so everybody can be okay!
- i’ve been in a barrel for an hour. i fell asleep in there!
- yes. i heard. it was the only thing i heard.
- don’t cry. i’m just a little cold.
- i bury my shame.
- i should have told you. it’s yours.
- forgiveness - that’s the key, isn’t it? it’s the only way to really grow.
- your hair’s a mess. sit still.
- you are my heart. you are me. you are my other half. you are welcome with me always.
- you don’t always have to put on a brave face, dear.
- we’re friends, right? are we friends?
- i know we don’t always agree and i know i can be unkind, but… you know you’re family, right?
- i’ve had a terrible thought. and it is sort of my business to have terrible thoughts.
- take me instead.
- we walk towards glory.
- that’s mine! that’s mine!
- did it choose me because i was broken, or did it break me?
- please bring him back to me.
- you think you care about me?
- this was always supposed to happen, wasn’t it?
- i love you. if i can find you, i will. if not, stay alive.
- if he’s gone i won’t be the same.
- i’d watch your moral panic all day, it’s delightful.
- in many ways you are my total opposite. but you are also my best friend.
- i made a choice. this is my family.
- i forgive you. but i cannot let you leave.
- please. please. i love him as much as you do.
- fix him. fix him!
- i like this family. i’d like to keep it.
- i want you to know that you are like a brother to me.
- talk about my sister again.
- it’s been a while since we’ve had one of our depressing chats!
- i can’t have you gone. i need you here.
- i think we’re very broken people. but i think together we’re much greater than the sum of our parts.
- don’t ever fucking do that again.
- you didn’t die. but you did! but you didn’t. but you did! and then you didn’t.
- i don’t want any of this! i don’t want any of this.
- i’ve just had a near death experience and i’m craving some lasagna.
- you know, you’re getting weirder.
- you and i are very different.
- i’ve killed two of those who’ve wronged me and nothing is better. nothing feels better. nothing is avenged.
- call me “child” one more goddamn time!
- if you’re lucky, you die last.
- some people have no sense of fucking honor!
- i’ll take my clothes off if it’ll inspire us.
- thank you for believing in me.
- you’ve never done anything for me! never! you’ve never risked anything, you don’t know me!
- everyone else believes in you. why shouldn’t you?
- how many fingers am i holding up?
- what’s the first letter of the alphabet? this you know.
- yay! teamwork!
- you fucking died!
- don’t touch me right now! i’m not - don’t touch me!
- i’m going to go get a sandwich.
- you had us all very worried.
- your reckless impulses will get you killed!
- i’m done with gods. they will not help me. perhaps you will.
- this is too fucking much.
- come here, you shithead.
- it has been an honor.
- screw you! i want my final words with you to be indignant and irritated.
- you’re the face i saw when murder entered my heart.
- i’m undecided about you.
- never forget you’re my favorite. and i’m so sorry.
- i’m not leaving him.
- you’re a better man than you believe.
- feel like making a home here?
- you’re an idiot and i’m very proud of you. don’t do that again.
- sound off if you’re alive.
- it’s not going to work.
I just… am pleased. To see you. That’s all.
Ind. Fenris from Dragon Age 2 written by Lukas
tag dump.
#▻ A VISION MARRED. ( visage. )#▻ IT FESTERS LIKE AN INFECTION I CANNOT CURE. ( musings. )#▻ A DANCE ALONG TO THE BEAT OF DEATH. ( music. )#▻ I LOVE THE THINGS YOU HATE ABOUT YOURSELF. ( ooc. )#FLEEING TEVINTER. ( queue. )#▻ INVITATIONS. ( memes. )#▻ PANDERING. ( promo. )#HAHA STOP CALLING ME OUT LIKE THIS. ( about mun. )#▻ THERE IS NO VIPER MORE DEADLY. ( anders. )#▻ DEFENDER OF THE CITY IN CHAINS. ( hawke. )#☷ A SLAVE NO MORE.#☷ TALES OF THE INQUISITION.