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Describe Your OC

1: their voice

2: their smile

3: their greatest achievement

4: their insecurities

5: their shortcomings

6: how they deal with grief

7: how they like to dress

8: what they like to eat

9: their theme

10: their fashion sense

11: their family life

12: their romantic life

13: their embarrassing memory from years ago

14: how they react to burning their tongue on food

15: how they react to a brainfreeze

16: their dreams

17: their ambitions

18: how they sleep

19: their reaction to betrayal

20: their reaction to a mystery love letter

21: how they react to pain

22: what they're like on two hours of sleep

23: how they act when they're sick

24: what motivates them

25: why you enjoy them

#| inbox:: ask for thy broken crown #q.

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#| musings:: he whispers in the ears of kings #q.

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starter call ! !

#q.

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“Yes, I suppose that I do have you at a bit of a disadvantage, don’t I?”

The demon hummed lightly, similar to a cat. Golden eyes raised to look at the woman before him in barely there assessment. It had indeed been a long time, it was those lengths of time that he knew well --- those that could turn stone to sand the same way he enjoyed turning a kingdom to ash. However, he still stood tall and regal as he gave a full bodied bow.

“I’ve been given many names, but I have grown quite fond of one in-particular --- Hubris. A pleasure.”

          ❝ It is a name I no longer respond to and time no longer remembers, but I do suppose that it served me well. ❞  

           She had hesitated to speak to Hubris, to respond either in word or body language. Were she anyone else, it would have unnerved her to hear that name called back from the centuries. But years old experience with demons, and a very happy marriage to a Forgotten One, had given her confidence in such situations. So she curved her lips into a polite smile and canted her head in his direction.

           ❝ You know me, but I do not know you. Would you kindly remedy this? ❞

#aviitus #| c:: from his poisonous tongue #[ it's okay i'm really slow too it seems > . <;;;; ] #| v:: tbn #q.

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         “ They say that pride is the most deadly of the seven deadly sins, that he sits upon a thrown of thorns with a broken crown dangling from his fingertips, that words spill from his poisonous tongue in a whisper like silk, that his lips taste of the ashes and embers from the kings he’s set ablaze, and his eyes are stained gold with temptation which leads you to sin again. I believe this to be true and that he delights in all that he makes crumble

                                               ——————– for he is Hubris and he takes pride in the name. ”

#| self promo:: love thyself in sin #q.

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A laugh fell from his lips to mimic that of another before a smile spread across his face, posture a perfect mimicry of the mage in question. Eyes seemingly blue crinkled around the edges as he spoke. His voice falling to the correct vocal pitch.

“What, did you imagine me covered in darkspawn guts or something? That can’t be pleasant.”

“Hello Hawke” Her words were blunt, flat things. A daydream. Seeing Hawke like this had to be the mechanics of a tired mind. He was still in Ferelden, still in the thick of the Inquisition and by Varric’s last letter would be for a while. Damn wardens. Damn darkspawn. Damn Hawke for not letting her go with him.

“You look better than I normally imagine you.”

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Lips curved into a smirk, posture holding itself in his usual confident way. Golden eyes turned to regard the other with amusement. It was always a pleasant sort of surprise to run into the other. Things seemed to be just the slightest more interesting in such moments.

“They really are, it would be such a shame for us to keep them waiting, not to mention so very rude, wouldn’t it?”

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⌠ 𝒰 n c h a i n e d⌡— A cackle ripped through the sky of green when she met with her acquaintance—a soul she was very acquainted with. A business partner some might say, but their paths crossed far too frequent and too closely for it to be anything else.

❝My favorite kind of sin—what can I help you with this time, love? You need to find a quick bite to eat, because there’s some rogue mages down south of the abandoned elven temple. They’re practically calling for one of us to show~❞

#sinstress #| c:: from his poisonous tongue #[ this is very late and i am sorryyy ] #| v:: tbn

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starter call ! !

#[ reblogs this one last time before switching back over to hawke ]

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The environment of their surroundings shifting as needed, Hubris looked to the woman in his domain. What she saw him as was irrelevant as he focused on what she wished to see, a smile on his face and laugh bubbling up from his throat and a hand going to run through his hair.

“It’s been awhile, Aveline.”

#forthrightshield #| c:: from his poisonous tongue #[ am i suggesting that maybe #just maybe. he's playing mikael in her dream? yes. yes i am ] #| v:: tbn

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send me a word! || learn all about my muse's physical features!

[hair]: length, colour, texture, whether it grows quickly or slowly, how manageable it is, whether it requires lots of styling, do they leave stray hairs everywhere, is it present on their face, is it present on the rest of their body, etc.

[eyes]: not just the colour, but the shape, the length of their eyelashes, whether they're alert or usually half-closed, large or small, sunken into the face, ringed by bags, etc.

[mouth]: are their lips always drawn thin or are they plump and kissable, what's their "default expression"/resting face, do they have all their own teeth, do they use their teeth to smile, etc.

[face]: what is the shape of their face, do they have pronounced cheekbones or a strong jaw, what's the size and shape of their nose, what's the size and shape of their ears, do they stick out, are they pointed, etc.

[skin]: obviously colour, but also if they're inclined to run hot or cold, do they have any blemishes or unusual markings, are they inclined to blush, are they freckled, do they tan, what does their skin feel like, etc.

[build]: are they skinny and petite or do they resemble a body builder, are they tall or short or average height, are they lean and wiry, are they overweight, are all of their features proportionate, etc.

[chest]: (potentially nsfw) what size are their breasts if they have them, nipple colour and shape and size, do they have visible muscle definition/abs, etc.

[groin]: (potentially nsfw) any information pertaining to genitals - length, girth, shape, colour, "unusual features", also includes the rear and its general appearance, etc.

[hands]: are they large or small, do they have pianist's fingers or short stubby ones, do they tend to get sweaty or are they always dry, is the skin rough or delicate, are the nails painted or chewed or sharp, etc.

[legs]: are they solidly built, short and stubby, or long and graceful, do they have knobbly knees or rounded knees, what's their gait, etc.

[feet]: do they have a habit of going up on their tiptoes, what's their usualy stance, do they tend to shift their weight to a preferred side, etc.

[other]: any other obscure feature or tiny detail that the asker is interested in, could include fantastical elements such as a tail, wings, horns, must be stated by asker, etc.

#| inbox:: ask for thy broken crown #[ go for it cause i wanna ]

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         “ They say that pride is the most deadly of the seven deadly sins, that he sits upon a thrown of thorns with a broken crown dangling from his fingertips, that words spill from his poisonous tongue in a whisper like silk, that his lips taste of the ashes and embers from the kings he’s set ablaze, and his eyes are stained gold with temptation which leads you to sin again. I believe this to be true and that he delights in all that he makes crumble

                                               ——————– for he is Hubris and he takes pride in the name. ”

#[ throws this out real quick while i hook up something before getting back to starters ---- ]

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Surprise was not something that comes to Hubris often, nor did he tend to show it on the rare occasion that it did. Yet as golden eyes fell onto the form before him, a smile curved his lips and one dark brow did raise in a manner akin to surprise. A chuckle fell from his lips and he rocked back slightly on the balls of his feel.

“Well, this is quite the surprise, I must say.”

#sinstress #[ gonna figure out a new verse just for you #give hubris momma sin pls ---- #though i'm still falling under the assumption that hubris is first pride ( ish ) demon if that okay?? ] #| c:: from his poisonous tongue #| v:: tbn

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“Atheris. It is a very lovely name, don’t you think? It has a very -- pleasant ring to it, rolls off the tongue in such an appealing way.”

Hubris let the musings fall from his lips with a hum, low as it vibrated the space between them. It wasn’t often that he ran into someone so very ---- interesting. He was torn with what he wished to do with such a rarity, though he opted for a simple start.

#aviitus #| c:: from his poisonous tongue #[ hope this works for you! ] #| v:: tbn

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starter call ! !

#[ doing these now ----- ]

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#| aesthetic:: a thousand armies couldn’t keep him out ; holy water can’t help you now #blood cw #blood tw

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#| aesthetic:: a thousand armies couldn’t keep him out ; holy water can’t help you now

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