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❝You know, you cannot wish the Templars away.❞ | ❝You have no idea how I'm feeling, so shut up.❞ (Multi-muse DARP account)

#TheChippiestChip
Joined December 2016
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❝𝑰 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒎 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒈𝒐...❞ •Former slave •Warrior •Distrustful of mages •Gay •Ships with chemistry Writer: #𝑇ℎ𝑒𝐶ℎ𝑖𝑝𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑠𝑡𝐶ℎ𝑖𝑝 ↻ + ♡ ?
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||Turned this account into a Multi-muse account due to any new accounts getting locked almost immediately. So I'll be writing as both Fenris and my new OC, Sorras, on this account.
⠀ 【Information】 • Detailed & literate • 8+ years experience • Multiship with chemistry • SFW & NSFW • Lewd RPs only with 18+! • AU, Crossover and OC friendly
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❝Some people say everything happens for a reason. So when I punch you in the face, remember I have a reason.❞ •Dragon Age 2 OC •Runnaway elf •Mage •Hates both mages and Templars •Gay •Ships with chemistry Writer: #TheChippiestChip ↻ + ♡ ?
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It's been a while but Fenris had finally returned from his travels, having gone out of his way to free those still shackled by slavery. And while exhausted from the long trip however, there had been little time to rest. The elven warrior had instead made his way to Skyhold;-
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-hoping to meet up with Hawke once again, even if it means discomfort on his part due to how many mages are likely seeking refuge within the stronghold's walls. Upon arriving, Fenris had immediately began trying to seek out the champion.
❝The things you hide in your heart... Eat you alive.❞ •DA OC. • Elvhen Mage. • Ancient Elvhen descendant. • Stubborn to a fault. • Mischievous at the best of times. • Gay. • Ships with chemistry. Writer: #𝑇ℎ𝑒𝐶ℎ𝑖𝑝𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑠𝑡𝐶ℎ𝑖𝑝 ↻ + ♡ ?
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❝𝑰 𝒅𝒐 𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕.❞ •AU spin on @AnUnknownElvhen. •Born mage, but rogue trained. •Is distrustful of both mages and Templars alike. •Gay. •Ships with chemistry. Writer: #𝑇ℎ𝑒𝐶ℎ𝑖𝑝𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑠𝑡𝐶ℎ𝑖𝑝 ↻ + ♡ ?
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||This is a damn mood. They're both being idiots rn.
//excuse me. Just let me... *SCREAMS AT FENRIS AND ANDERS*
Is Fenris in a particularly bad mood today? Yes. Is he going to talk about it rather than sitting and drinking a bottle of wine? It's highly unlikely. If anyone needed him, he wouldn't be of much use to them at the moment.
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❝𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑭𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆.❞   •Deeply experienced with the Fade   •Has spirits' best interests at heart   •Bisexual   • Ships with chemistry. Writer: #𝑇ℎ𝑒𝐶ℎ𝑖𝑝𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑠𝑡𝐶ℎ𝑖𝑝 ↻ + ♡ ?
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A frustrated sigh had torn it's way out of Fenris' mouth when he still hadn't gotten a proper answer out Anders. "That 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 answer my question. Do you want to try it?" It would have been the first time that the ability hadn't been be used as a weapon.
The mage has to bite back a whine as he shifts in place. “I’m... curious... I’ll admit....” he manages to get out after a moment.
The elf's eyebrow had risen, fully expecting Anders to use his words, otherwise he's perfectly content to go back to sharpening his blade for the next time that it's needed. Fenris won't deny that he isn't at least a 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 bit curious about just how the mage would react.
....he hadn’t even considered that and now he’s curious as to what it would feel like to have Fenris’ hand phase inside him.... he feels like he should be concerned by these thoughts....
...Does he actually want to try such a thing? The elf is almost positive that he won’t think the same if they’re to try it at some point. He’ll be far more surprised if his opinion /doesn’t/ change.
Cut to the mage wondering if there’s something wrong with him for finding this ridiculously attractive.
||Well... Both @SuperbiaPavonem and @JusticesHost have now broken Fenris. He’s giving Dorian, a mage, the benefit of the doubt. What the actual fuck has happened to his muse???
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The elven warrior had spent the last day and a half awake, tired eyes staring at @JusticesHost's notes and struggling to read even a single word on the page. It had ultimately led to Fenris being even more irritable than usual, yet unwilling to give up.—
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—After what had felt like the two-hundredth time of green depths scanning the page, an agitated growl had parted his mouth.
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Fenris had been enjoying a game of Wicked Grace with @JusticesHost, Varric, Isabela and Hawke, the champion buying round after round of drinks for them as the game had continued. It hadn’t been until the other warrior had spoken up, curiosity and a hint of—
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—“Oh. And are the markings on /every/ part of his body? Or are they... Missing from more sensitive areas?” The elf’s eye had briefly twitched in irritation as he had held his tongue, fighting the urge to plunge his hand into Hawke’s chest and wipe that—
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—humored smirk off of his face.
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