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I love your art! It's so happy and jokes are always on point!Since you said character asks are welcomed - I'm very curious about their relationships with siblings! Especially Lizzie, since you fully created her family! Sorry if its already answered

Thank you Anon for your kind words ^^ I haven’t really talked much about siblings topic so I’m really happy to answer your question (also I apologize for mistakes in the text and crappy handwriting in advance).

Rein is seven years younger than Fergus – she always wanted to impress her big brother (or even better - beat him in every discipline possible). They had this ongoing sibling rivalry although it never turned into bitterness or resentment. They would go into the fire together if needed. After the Blight, their bonds remained strong but also slightly different. They were no longer happy children after all, but sole survivors of Cousland family, forever changed by that tragedy. Still, Fergus and Rein remain loyal and supportive to one another, both in private and political life. And when they meet, that old spark of banter and friendly rivalry appears from time to time too.

Garrett’s relationship with his siblings is pretty much the standard one we see in games.

Garrett really misses Bethany and is haunted by the thought that he could have done something to save her. With Carver, they work the best if they see each other only once a year. For a short time. They care for each other as brothers but their personalities just don’t work together well.

As for Lizzie I think I need a more detailed chart :D

First of all, Lizzie is not Patrick’s biological daughter but it is a secret only he and Augusta know about. Their children (Lizzie included) have no idea.

Secondly, Lizzie was never close with her siblings. She is the youngest child and there was a big age gap between her and other children (especially Arthur and Beatrice). When Lizzie was born, Arthur and Beatrice have already spent very little time at home - they traveled, attended school and later moved out and got married young. Arthur married his second cousin for financial reasons. Beatrice married Orlesian nobleman.

Cecilia was still raised at home when Lizzie was born but later their paths also diverged as Lizzie was sent for Chantry education being only 7 years old. Later on, Cecilia was supposed to marry a nobleman from Tantervale but he died not long before the wedding. Not wanting to engage into another relationship, Cecilia decided to dedicate her life to the Maker and stayed in Tantervale’s Chantry.

The fact that Lizzie was basically a scapegoat in the family also didn’t help to build love between siblings. Arthur and Beatrice were rather uninterested in Lizzie’s life as long as it didn’t affect them and Cecilia was convinced that her younger sister just doesn’t try hard enough to be a “good Trevelyan girl”.

When Lizzie became the Herald of Andraste she was quickly disowned by Patrick as he was very loyal to the old Chantry and wanted to prove his loyalty by cutting off the ties with rebel daughter. He probably regretted it after she had become the famous and beloved Inquisitor but was too proud and stubborn to change his decision.

Beatrice was the first one to contact Lizzie, soon after Inquisition arrived to Skyhold. She was motivated mostly by curiosity and wanting to show the world that she had a famous sister, but still, she was kinder than other members of the Trevelyan family.

Cecilia was the second one to make a contact. She genuinely recognized Inquisition had a noble goal and made the Maker proud. She willingly joined the Inquisition and apologized for treating Lizzie poorly. Cecilia worked for the Inquisition for some time and they talked with Lizzie from time to time but they never became very close.

Arthur, being a well behaved family’s heir, was obedient to his father’s wish and didn’t try contact Lizzie. Only after Patrick’s death (around Trespasser’s events) he met with his youngest sister. The meeting was strictly professional though – Arthur only proposed inviting Lizzie into the family again because it would be beneficial politically. She refused.

Long story short – Lizzie’s biological family kinda sucks ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

P.S. no, even I don’t know who is Lizzie’s biological father. They never meet. But I guess he had freckles.

#ask #doodle ask #rein cousland #fergus cousland #garrett a. hawke #carver hawke #bethany hawke #lizabeth trevelyan #trevelyans #thank you for asking!#it's the first time I tried to draw Lizzie's shitty relatives #and they look a little random #but I don't care XD

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queenscoolcat · 5 years

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Run Away - Roger Taylor x Reader

Summary: Reader finds that Roger is cheating and decides to run away to break his heart too.

Request: @superchaostree : Heyy! I have a request for a super angsty and kinda unrealistic roger x reader thing. Basically my brain farted and this is what it came up with: the reader finds out Roger had an affair and decides to disappear and create a new life for herself. No one knows where she's gone or why. Years later, Roger and the reader bump into each other and she looks different but he'd recognise her any where. This is really long I'm sorry, but if you could do it that would be great! Thankssss!

Pairing: Roger Taylor x Reader, Ben Hardy!Roger Taylor.

Word count: 3592 (wtf?! I didn't realize it was that long)

Warning: lots of angst but with a happy ending.

A/N: You will probably find a couple (or a lot) of errors, I apologize in advance.

tags @destiel-stucky4ever-loki-queen

You never thought you would found out this way cause, in all honesty, you would never imagine Roger was cheating on you, and being more honest, you thought he changed for you, but now you felt foolish thinking that.

The moment you picked up the phone you intended to call Jim Beach for the last arrangement of tour since you were going with them for a few months so you could cheer on your boyfriend and his bandmates, but your thoughts were completely crowded the moment you hear the conversation Roger was having with another woman on the other line.

“Yes, meet me at the same hotel tonight, ” Roger mutter with a seemed like a nervous tone.

“But Roger I want somewhere fancier, not that crappy hotel, ” the girl whines as you feel your heart stopping when the realization hit you.

All you wanted was to hang up and go to the other room where Roger was, you bit your lip furiously knowing he thought he was being sneaky.

“You know the drill, we fuck at that hotel cause nobody can know we are doing it,” Roger tried to explain just as you covered your mouth when he said those words, you wanted to cry when the confirmation slap you on the face, but for some reason, you didn’t.

“When will you leave that girlfriend of yours so we can go official, ” you closed your eyes dreading what Roger might answer to than.

“You know the answer to that, ” Roger said clearly exasperated by her attitude “I love her, I will never leave her.”

You felt a sense of pride in those words, but you knew it meant nothing since he was cheating on you.

“You don’t love her that much if you are cheating on her, ” the girl said almost as if she was reading your mind.

“I do love her, ” Roger declare as you sense a hint of remorse “ I am not having this conversation with you, are you going to be at the hotel or not?”

“Of course I will, ” she respond with what sounded like a grin on her face “I always will.”

You couldn’t hear anymore, finally you hang up the phone being careful that no one would notice you were eavesdropping.

A sigh escaped your mouth not being sure what to do, loads of thoughts were racing in your mind, and you weren’t sure which to listen, just as you stand up ready to splash some water in your face, Roger entered your shared room.

“Hey, love, Bri just called me, he says we need to go to the studio, it seems he has a big idea for tour, you know how he is,” Roger explain to you, not realizing the look on your face as he was straight up lying to you, but the moment you didn’t answer him, he finally looked at you “is everything okay, love?”

You fake a smile at his words, realizing two could play the game of breaking the other’s heart.

“Yes sure, tell Bri I can’t wait for our rematch in Scrabble.”

“Oh yes! I almost forgot you are coming with us on Tour,” Roger almost yelled in excitement as he kissed your temple “It is going to be the best tour.”

You simply smiled and nodded at his comments, not being sure if he was lying to you or if he meant any of it, you felt so heartbroken and lonely even though Roger was a few steps away from you.

All night you couldn't sleep overthinking everything, you stay in bed rolling around not sure if you could complete the plan you had in mind, but the moment Roger came back and cuddle next to you smelling like alcohol, sex and the perfume of another woman you felt more determined than ever.

The next morning you wait for him to leave early for work, a part of you still miss his touch when he got out of bed, but after be entered the bathroom you rubbed your eyes like you wanted to erase every memory with him.

You felt a kiss in your forehead and as you open your eyes you saw him, with such a tendered smile it made it even more difficult for you to hate him.

"Did I wake you up?" Roger inquired as he strokes your hair.

You muttered a quiet "no", and for a quick moment you saw regret in his eyes, you opened your mouth to say something but nothing came out, Roger chuckles a little as the ghost of regret was long gone, just as your need to say something.

"I'll see you for lunch?" Rog asked as you nod at him, he started walking out of your house like he had nothing to worry about.

When you heard the front door closed, for the first time since you knew the horrible truth you let a sob out of you, you cried and cried until you felt there were no more tears in you.

The moment you saw the clock, you knew it was time to go, you grabbed a suitcase and starter putting all your clothes in there, when you made sure everything you wanted was in there, you started walking all over the house trying to find things you might want or need, just your thing, you didn't want to move on with Rogers things still in your possessions.

When you walked out the door you made sure not to turn around, cause if you did you weren't sure if you could continue your plan.

You started the car that Roger gave you and drive to the airport ready to continue your plan, for the first time you notice you were shaking, but the truth was you weren't sure why, it may have been from how awful you felt that the love of your life cheated on you, or it might also be how nervous you felt for leaving everything you had behind into a puzzle so no one could find you.

When you arrived you started searching for a destination, Not knowing where you would ”want” to go, it wasn't until your eyes read the next flight available "New York" you mutter to yourself already walking to buy your ticket.

The moment you realized the paparazzi found you, you tried your best to contain your smile, clearly, you would be in the front page of the papers as people question were Roger Taylor's girlfriend was going without him just days before the tour began. Now you only pray that they would pay someone to know where you were going.

Roger knew how much you loved New York, there was no better way for him to believe you were heading there, you truly didn't plant any clue that you were even travelling to another country, but you believe he would find out one way or another.

You thanked the front desk lady and turned around to go to the bathroom so you could change into the other clothes you prepare, you applied a red lipstick shade and put the bigger sunglasses you could find, also you arrange the wig you just put on as you saw your reflection in the mirror, you truly didn't look anything like you, a sigh escaped your lips realizing that not only your appearance look different, you felt different as well.

Before you left the bathroom, you ripped your ticket and threw it into a trash can, and with a last look in the mirror, you made your way to the entrance as you tried to find another available cab to take you elsewhere.

A devilish smirk appeared in hour face when you passed the paparazzi, and they didn't recognize you, but it was only there to cover your true emotions, cause being honest you felt more lost than ever.

Roger knew something was up when you were late for lunch, normally you would always be in time knowing he needed to be back for rehearsals as soon as possible, but when he realized you were almost 30 minutes late, he started to panic.

He didn't ask for the bill, Roger just placed way more money than he spent and ran to his car hoping you were okay and that you just forgot about lunch, but he knew you better than that, and the feeling in his stomach didn't leave him not even when he was home.

Roger felt his heart stop when he realized your car wasn't there, and even he already knew you weren't home he made his way in as he searched for you all over the house, he tried to convince himself that nothing was left, that there were still things from you in there, but the moment he entered the closet and saw the emptiness that you left he knew you were long gone.

There was nothing yours to be seen and it drove Roger mad, he sat on the bed feeling like he lost everything cause he couldn't keep the promise of being faithful.

Roger knew he loves you, way before you even realized it, but the word commitment really scared him, not realizing there were things worse than that, but now he knew when he felt the pain of your absence that losing you was way more hurtful than everything he could imagine.

Roger turned around to see your spot in bed, he was surprised he didn't notice a letter addressed to him, he recognized your handwriting and almost jumped to grab it like if he touched the only thing you left you would appear next to him.

He was so afraid to open it cause he knew full well what it said, his heart was pumping faster than he could ever imagine just as he traced his name on the top of the letter.

Roger,

Don't know how to start this letter, but I guess we both know what it will be about.

Let's start from the beginning, you were the first person I had ever fallen in love with and yet, you are the first person to broke me as no one has ever done before.

When I met you I kept reading and hearing people telling me it would be a mistake, that you were just a playboy who didn't know how to love anyone else but you, I fought all of them cause I believed in you, because I loved you, but now I realized they were right, I thought they were idiots for not believing in us, for not believing in you, but now I realized that I was the idiot who thought you would change for me.

Don't try to look for me cause I don't have it in me to see you again without thinking of you and her, I am hurt that you lied to me and the worst part is that I believed you.

Roger couldn't stop reading and rereading your letter all over again, he felt so guilty cause you were right, but he never wanted to lose you the way he did, he really planned to leave that woman and asked you to marry him, and now he felt foolish thinking he could make it happen without hurting you.

You sat on one of the beaches of Brighton, it has been over a week since you move here, and being quite honest it was really hard, there was always a magazine or a newspaper showing Roger, you never read any of them not being sure you could handle it

It was a nice day today, which helped you improve your mood a little after barely leaving your apartment just to get food and then go back in there to prepare something that you ended up not eating.

You always felt a constant fear of people recognizing you, but being honest there were days when you had to look at yourself in the mirror not recognizing you anymore, your featured were the same, but your hair was different which changed things a great deal, you decided to dye it to the colour you always wanted and cutter way more than you would normally do, you knew that if someone saw you on the streets they wouldn't know who you are.

There sound of the seagulls brought you a wired sense of comfort as you watch the waves of the sea go back and forward.

You weren't sure what was your next step, you planned to stay here at least a couple of month, then you would go back to London and continue living your life as you, not the girlfriend of the famous drummer, just you.

Today was one of those nights you wanted to celebrate, you bought yourself one bottle of tequila and some snack, you prepared everything making sure you would get drunk as fuck, wanting to forget about every shitty decision you made and celebrate how you live here for over four months without anyone realizing it.

Unfortunately, you were interrupted when someone knocked on your door, you rolled your eyes hoping it wouldn't be your flirty neighbour who wanted to get in your pants.

But you were more than surprised when you opened the door and saw no other than Roger Taylor, the chips that you were holding fell to the floor as you check the bottle of tequila afraid that you drink already way more and you were seeing Roger instead of your crazy neighbour.

"Hey, love, " Roger mumble quite unsure of what your reaction would be.

You open your mouth to say something, but nothing came out of it, you weren't sure what to do now that he was here, and being drunk didn't help the case.

"How are you?" Roger asked wanting to tuck a piece of hair behind your ear, but he knew he lost that privilege a long time ago.

"How did you found me?" you asked feeling nauseous just thinking about everything.

In all honesty, you weren't mad at him anymore, the stage of screaming and throwing things at him was long gone, but that didn't mean you already forgave him, you felt as hurt as you were the day you found out, but a part of you really missed him, and even though you wanted to fight it so bad, that was the truth.

"A friend invited me to get my mind off thing... Off you, " you sighed at his comments not understanding if he genuinely was hurt "I saw you at the beach the other day, I wasn't sure if it was you cause you know... You look so different."

Without noticing it you touch your hair sometimes forgetting how different it was.

"You look so beautiful, like always, " Roger admitted afraid of what your reaction would be after all he did to you "I just wanted to… I don't even know, I look for you everywhere, I went to New York only to found you were never there, it didn't surprise me though, I already knew how intelligent you were."

You look at him as his name rolled out of your lips, you felt tears starting to form in your eyes afraid that the feelings you made sure to bury where resurfacing again.

“I know I screw thing up, and it is fine if you wanted me to go,” Roger said as you realized there were tears in his eyes as well “but I just want to talk, please.”

That plea was the thing that broke you, you fall on the floor sobbing as the memories resurface all over again, not just the bad ones, but the good ones and those were the ones that hurt you the most.

You felt Roger's arms embracing you as you rest your head on his chest, you didn’t know how long both of you stayed there, cause even if it hurt, you always felt like Roger was home to you, and you were sure Roger felt the same.

When both of you got your composure all over again, you moved your conversation to the sofa, you tried to keep a distance but as the time went by you ended up next to each other as the empty bottle of tequila was on the floor.

“I don’t know if I will ever trust you again,” you finally told Roger not being able to look into his eyes as you said those words.

“I understand,” Roger admitted sincerely as he finally tucks that piece of hair behind your ear.

“At least she was better fuck?” You joked trying to lighten the mood.

“No one has ever been better than you,” Roger admitted feeling really proud when he hear your laugh.

“Wanting to know what happened between you is masochism?” You question noticing how Roger moves uncontrollably “you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”

“You deserve it, love” you jumped a little from the nickname quite surprised by it “we met while I was on tour last year, I was so wasted and she looked so much like you, the first night it was quite an accident cause I really thought it was you, but then she kept coming back, and I am not sure why I never pushed her away?”

You nod at his words not sure why you asked it to hear it other than to stop making stuff up in your mind.

“That is a lie,” you turn to look at him not understanding what he meant “I did it cause I love you so much and I was so afraid of commitment, that might sound so fucking stupid but it is the truth, I never love someone as much as I loved you, as much as I still love you.”

Roger let a sigh out as he looks back at you with such sad eyes, you knew he wants bullshiting you.

“You don’t have to say it back,” Roger mumbled as he cleans his tears with the back of his hand.

Now it was your turn to move a piece of his hair off his face, you started at him as you tried to remember every detail of his face, he stares at you quite surprised by your actions.

“I still love you too,” you mutter as it brings a certain light to Roger’s face, you let a chuckle out of your mouth while you traced his cheek before you removed your hand to place it over your knee “but we will need time Rog.”

Roger had to go back to London while you decided to stay in Brighton a little bit longer, he always called you every day wanting to hear your voice so bad, but sometimes it got really hard being apart, though you knew it was for the best if you wanted to start things all over again.

All that didn’t go as easy for Roger as he would expect, the moment the rest of the band found out what happened they were all over Roger's back making sure he knew how lucky he was you were giving him another chance.

“Oh dear, I miss you so much, I can’t believe our bloody Roger could be such a dickhead,” Freddie said through the phone since it was really common that whenever Roger called you, the boys would always try to talk to you as well “but we will keep our eyes on his sorry ass, my dear.”

“Freddie, as much as I would love you to do that, I would appreciate more if he stayed without getting into anyone’s pants on his own,” you said as you played with the phone cord realizing how much you missed the boys as well.

“Fair enough, dear,” Freddie agree as he giggles at your word choice “Roger is still bugging me to give him the phone so I if he is a dick just hang up.”

You laugh at his comment just as you heard Roger trying to get Freddie to give him the phone and shut up.

“Hello, love,” Roger said when he finally had control over the phone “how are you?”

“Really good, I missed hearing from the guys,” you answered as you sigh in content.

“They really miss you as well, I can’t wait to see Freddie’s reaction when he sees what you have done to your hair,” when Roger said that you heard a surprised gasp from Freddie and a few seconds later you could swear he tried to take the phone away from Roger again “fuck off, Fred.”

You weren’t sure that at that moment there could be something that could erase the smile you had on your face as you felt everything falling into place all over again.

“Y/n…” suddenly Roger said with such a serious tone it made you sit straight again “what about us?”

You frown at him comment not quite sure what he meant since just a few seconds ago he was fighting with Freddie over who could talk on the phone with you.

“What do you mean?” You ask as you started biting your nails.

“How are we? Are you and I…good?” Roger asked clearly nervous to know the answer.

You gave yourself some time to answer, you knew the answer but it was scary finally acknowledging thing was going great between the two of you all over again.

“We are better than good, Rog,” you finally said with the biggest smile knowing Roger had one of those as well.

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