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# arcanedesires . a selective & low-activity baldur's gate 3 multi-muse, featuring canon and original characters. oc and crossover-friendly. written by vic ( she / they , 22 , est ). CURRENTLY ON AN INDEFINITE HIATUS.

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𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒.

All of these sentences are mostly taking by my own mind and i'm not joking. It was hard finding material quotes regarding tournaments in historical or fantasy setting. Some are from shows or media but eighty percent is all from my own mind, please give credit if use these. Change pronouns, names, locations as you see fit. All of these involve the medieval event of a tournament and what happens around them.

I fear I am already bending far too many rules just by taking you, my young princess.

Show me your hands, you will have blisters soon.

Lady Eglantine doesn’t believe in love, only lust.

In the world of competition, only the strongest shall prevail.

A true champion is not defined by their victories, but by the obstacles they've overcome.

Victory is sweetest when it's earned through sweat, hard work, and determination.

Will you not participate in the tourney, my lord?

May I have the honor of wearing your favor today, my lady?

Good luck to you, my Prince.

The tournament is not just a test of skill, but a test of character as well.

Is it always this bloody? Will those poor men die? Someone must see them.

I want him to wear my favor. Only him.

If he wins, the knight has the right to name his Queen of Love and Beauty. And at the feast, they shall dance.

Be careful. A tourney is a grand place for courtly love, but also, for blood to rise and affairs to appear.

Call me what you like, say I'm without honor, I don't care. I'm not getting on any more horses to whack you people with a stick.

Kings may be chosen by God, but they still make the mistakes of men.

When even those who rule can sink this low, it is not possible to change anything.

It's my lucky charm, be sure to bring it back to me.

My favorite blue ribbon. Take it.

It will bring you good fortune and you will return from joust unharmed.

I was hoping to ask for the Princess's favor.

How about a kiss, for luck?

Courtly love was the culture around the performance of love at court.

And now, rather than admit these feelings, you're dancing around one another with this mind-numbing and frankly boorish mating ritual.

The knights take on the duties of shadows with pride.

Whoever wins the tournament, shall become the prince/princess’ new betrothed.

You want to marry my daughter? Prove yourself worthy.

Petyr survived only because I begged Brandon not to kill him.

When Petyr heard of my engagement, he challenged Brandon to a duel.

You do qualify to marry my daughter.

What matters most is who she will give her favor to.

Her face is one that can create dynasties or crumble empires.

I was hoping for a word before you rode on the tourney, my Prince.

My brother is the one competing against you, please be gentle with him.

The games are done for the day, please, feast and drink as you wish.

You have been staring all day, my lord. I was beginning to wonder if I had something in my face.

Any damsel that's in distress - she'll be out of that dress when she meets Jim West.

Great men do not seek power... they have power thrust upon them.

My daughter seems. . .infatuated with you. I have yet to see why.

The princess is naive and thinks any man who is kind means well. A tournament will only show her the reality of life.

You honor the arena with your combat. May your swords and shield preserve the peace.

In the songs all knights are gallant, all maids are beautiful, and the sun is always shining.

I will be brave for Princess Pea.

As a squire, your first duty is to your knight’s armor. Your knight’s armor is more important than your own life.

You will be knighted and you will have earned your knighthood.

You are hurt. At least let me tend to your wound.

The men laugh and fight and the ladies search for husbands.

Nothing like a good tournament to find a husband, or a companion for the night.

Rumors are always spread with ease in these.

Can I have your daughter for the rest of my life?

You say I'll never get your blessing till the day I die.

We're married now, but we still haven't told your dad. This is the right time.

Are you promised to someone?

My sister's getting married. It's a love match. A rare thing. I’m not so lucky. My husband is to be chosen by who can hold a sword the longer.

Why can’t women participate in the games?

There are games for the ladies, Your Grace. But they are less. . .gruesome. And of course, the dancing.

Princes and Princess all over the realm and across the sea are coming for this event. You must shine brighter.

Let me help you with your armor. It appears loose.

As I promised, I return your favor to you, my lady.

The Prince never loses a joust. He will crown his queen and then all will be well.

I do not understand the appeal of this.

I spend days making these favors, let me stay a little longer.

My lady, I do not need your favor to win, but perhaps, a kiss of good faith.

I do not care who wins these games, your hand is already arranged for another.

Men are scoundrel, specially when blood runs hot after a good battle, stray away from them.

These games are done in honor of the king’s heir.

The lord’s daughter is said to have bloomed, and the man chooses to announce it like this.

A tournament is for men to boost their strength, fathers sell their daughters like mares and for affairs to happen.

I saw you on the stands today, my lord. But you did not participate on the games.

My brother wishes to dance with you, my lady. He is all too shy to ask himself.

You were injured. Have you allowed someone to heal them or are you too stubborn to let them?

Princess, you must not stray too far away.

Mother is too drunk and annoyed to care, she won’t mind.

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@arcanedesires said: In the world of competition, only the strongest shall prevail. from aekas medieval tournament prompts !!

As much as he wants to disagree and argue the point of CHIVALRY and HONOUR... he is right. When it comes to the tourneys only the strongest make it out the victor, unless they can prove the frauds wrong. Though that hardly ever happens. Tourneys are rife with cheating and fixing games, it is hardly ever fair.

Duncan cannot help but to swallow around nothing, adams apple bobbing. There is a nod, however eyes refuse to make contact. At least for the first few moments. He is not sure what it is about Aekas, but he knows he does not like him. Duncan tries to give him the benefit of the doubt.

" Aye, it's a poor thing. There's too much cheating, were I being honest. But those with enough coin can rig the game. It comes down to strength and pay. "

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“coin is the real master of the world.” any nobleman knows this, they all learn it young when that first gold dragon touches their palm. some invest it in ships or crops, others spend it in the brothels or the septs of westeros. aekas has spread his coin across each of these in the many years of his life, but he spends it most doing what the tall hedge knight is condemning right before him.

they sit out front of aekas’ pavilion. all midnight black, as is nearly everything else aekas owns, outside the splash of color that is his wife. his houses standard flaps in the breeze above them; a grey skull with red tear drops circling around it on black. a matching signet ring shines against the pallor of skin and adores the black of his doublet. a house purportedly in mourning.

one long leg stretches out before him as he reclines in his chair, the very picture of a lazy house cat in the sun. “so few men would not take advantage of what coin can buy them in these things,” his voice is low, conversational and acutely aware of the discomfort duncan feels in his presence. sharpened tip of his dagger digs under his nail, scraping dried blood out from under them. “you are more honorable than most, would you truly never pay for a tilt to go in your favor had you the money?”

he already knows the answer, its written in the way duncan stands and the way he still invokes ser arlan’s name as if anyone else would be honorable enough to remember the old hedge knight. “if it offered you a name among the other knights and better armor, would you still not use the coin in your favor?”

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A WALTZ ALONG A RAZOR'S EDGE

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#aekas; relationships & holly; the very worst part of you is me

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@arcanedesires asked: “The shadows are my friend.” aekas to karcis send me a meme !!

Karcis stares at the man- though much shorter than him he certainly would not take him in a fight. Especially when he says such things unprompted. Head turns, though he can't keep his eyes from the mans figure. Perhaps he is terrified to look away, perhaps he is terrified he might react differently than he had hoped. Though now he is watching him from the corner of his eye, he is watching intently.

" Funny you should say that, Aekas. " He says, as if he were to say the same thing. " I think you should seek some help from a Cleric, my friend. There might be some damage to the organ in your head. "

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for such a big man, aekas blends into the shadows and dark crevices of baldur's gate alleys like they're a second skin. perhaps it's the tadpole lodged in his brain or whatever's left inside his skull, but it seems to aekas that the shadows almost cling to him. his blood sings to be at one with the darkness and the shadows, in a way no one understands since shadowheart turned away from shar and the lady's darkness. there is something unnatural about him, his very inheritance is shadowy and dark, and they all see it as something to fix and not embrace. but the darkness doesn't scare aekas, the way it does everyone else. it is the missing puzzle piece, the very key to who he was before, and in a way, who he still is.

a sly grin spreads across purple lips, far more amused than he perhaps ought to be. “you are a cleric, no?” though it is abundantly clear to them all, brain damage is present in the tiefling. if the strange behaviour did not give it away, the scars above his brow and the lack of a horn and functioning eye were sure to give him away. “but i need no cleric, we all have the same affliction in the organ in between our ears,” he supplies, tapping the tip of his bloodied dagger to his temple. “tadpoles, my friend.”

#hunt-the-hare #aekas; interactions #aekas; verses & act 3

@hunt-the-hare sent ; “In spite of all that, I would have easily left you here to rot if they hadn’t stopped me.” for aekas from karcis

aekas cannot say he's surprised to see karcis so soon after the fight they'd had only nights ago, the first time aekas has had the pleasure of being under karcis's fists, and the sick and twisted thing inside him hopes it will not be the last. it had perhaps been cruel of him to spirit astarion away in the night for cazador's palace, to help the pale elf ascend against the wishes of many in the camp, and most importantly, karcis himself. but where was the harm in it? they needed every bit of help they could get, and having the vampire ascendant on their side would be a card they'd surely use, and karcis's little plaything had survived the ordeal. aekas had said as much upon his and astarion's return to camp, only moments before karcis had hit him that first time.

as beaten and bruised as he was the other night, aekas doubts karcis ability to have killed him, that the other tiefling would ever make a true attempt to do so. mortality seemed like such a silly notion when one could transform into a four-armed beast at will. a foolish notion, if aekas was to think on it, but his mind has been too clouded by could-have-beens and would-have-beens to put much thought behind it. the bhaalspawn only laughs at first in answer, setting aside his sword he'd been sharpening to stand from his seat. it's a pointless notion, aekas will never be bigger than karcis unless he becomes the beast itching beneath his skin.

"yes, i suppose i should thank the gentle nature of our companions for still drawing breath. i have no doubt that would please you." it had been a combined effort to pull aekas and karcis apart, one the purple tielfing had been surprised to see evelaena a part of. perhaps, she was smarter than aekas gave her credit for. "i've said my piece on this already, and i don't imagine you've forgotten it," he goads lowly, lone purple eye moving from karcis to search for evelaena in the camp behind him. "but should you wish to hear it again," a lazy smirk spreads across his lips, "i did what needed to be done. we have the added strength we need, and she still lives, no different than before." despite aekas' best efforts.

"yet you have acted as if i killed her in cold blood, ripped her apart with my bare hands before you," his voice low and mocking, he does not know when to quit. maybe it's the reaction he wants, or for karcis to know how he'd kill his precious evelaena if given the chance. "the way i see it, she should thank me. i freed her from cazador, her and astarion both, something you were too weak to do for them." if karcis wished to bring up the past argument, far be it from aekas not to bring it back full force, if only for the fight.

#hunt-the-hare #aekas; interactions #aekas; verses & act 3

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@arcanedesires asked: “Shut up and kiss me.” arthur from evelaena send arthur an ask !!

Words put a smile on his lips, tugging so wide it's a toothy grin. He dips his head, hat covering his eyes a moment, though they wrinkle at the edges from years of stress and work in the sun. A chuckle, deep and rumbling sounds out from within his chest- not many tell Arthur Morgan what to do. Especially women as small and meek as Evelaena. Though he's never posed as a threat to the woman, has he ?? He thinks he's been nothing but good to her, and yet he still doesn't deserve the touch of a kind woman.

" Yes ma'am. " He says with a nod of his head. Feet move, and when he's close enough, he pulls her in tight against him, lips pressing to hers.

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even playfully, evelaena has never spoken to a man like this before. arthur morgan is the exception, the only one she feels safe enough around to let herself do and say things she usually wouldn't. he has held so many firsts for her, though she knows she has likely not been the first of any kind for arthur. but she doesn't mind; nothing else matters to her when she's with arthur. she'd spend forever in these little moments with him if she could. every moment with him is a blessing that she's not sure she deserves. for so long, cazador had made her feel unlovable, unworthy, and it is arthur who chips away at these thoughts with every touch and every loving kiss he grants her. she hopes he knows how much he has done for her, how much he means to her.

she feels giddy, like a girl about to share her very first kiss. she can't help but shuffle forward a step as he moves toward her, pulling her in tight to him as if it's where she belongs. he's the other half of her; she's sure of it. her hand settles on his chest over his heart as his lips press against hers, and she can't help but smile into it, nor the soft, happy sigh of his name against his lips that follows it.

#hunt-the-hare #evelaena szarr; interactions #evelaena szarr; verses & red dead redemption 2

@hunt-the-hare sent ; “Because I will break every bone in your body. Not one more goddamn word, am I clear?” aekas from karcis

aekas is a man of few words, always has been, as far as he can remember, with these gaping memories he carries. he speaks only when he has something important to say, though it varies companion by companion whether what he has said was truly worth speaking. generally, his thoughts and opinions go against the majority of the camps, go against good will, or whatever it was preached at him so many times, as if it would change a thing inside him. they cannot all be good; someone must do what's needed when goodness would get in the way of survival.

however, this is not a matter of survival; it is a matter of feelings. something that has seemingly dulled for him since they've reached baldur's gate and he's leaned further into that darkness beneath his skin. a wolfish grin spreads across his lips, though it's much more a baring of sharpened teeth, and to say aekas is not afraid of karcis words. "why should i not speak on this? i say only what everyone is thinking, what you are too blind to see because you've fallen in love with her." truly, what did evelaena offer the camp other than being karcis bedmate?

the tip of his curved knife digs under his fingernail, clearing out the dried blood caked under them, repeating the action until each nail is cleaned before he's pointing the dagger towards the object of his ire. "we need power, not whatever - " he motions the tip of the dagger up and down evelaena's body, "this is. astarion will ascend for our benefit in defeating the netherbrain. it is a noble sacrifice, is it not?" and rids them of the weak link they've been dragging along with them for far too long in aekas opinion. "what is it i am always being told? oh yes, the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few."

#hunt-the-hare #aekas; interactions #aekas; verses & act 3

@hunt-the-hare sent ; “Do I get to skin you?” For evelaena from Remmick

evelaena thought she’d known fear living with the o’driscolls, but everything she’d felt with them paled in comparison to this. it’s a primitive kind of fear that makes her heart pound and her palms sweat. she is the rabbit caught in the hunter's snare before a wolf. the lamb away from the safety of its flock and its shepherd, with no way back into the arms of safety. she cannot help but wonder what she has done to be deserving of such torment. was it the things she's done to survive?

"please. . ." the word bubbles up in a mix of nervous laughter and a sob. it's not the first time she's had to beg for her life, but the fear makes it feel as if it might be the last. her words are her only defence, they always have been until this moment where everything she's ever learned in her life seems to leave her mind. but fear will do that to a person, won't it?

it wasn't as if she had meant for those o'driscoll boys to find her in town, to chase her out into the woods and a tangle of vines that led her into an old hunter's trap, forgotten at some point from the look of it. she'd expected those o'driscoll's to come crashing through the treeline, not this . . . man. had he killed them all or would he become another of their victims too?

"this isn't the time for jokes," she tries to keep her voice light, keep the fear she feels out of it, but he doesn't strike her as the type to joke about such a thing. "i need . . . i need help, please." oh, how she hates to beg, to be at this strangers mercy, but what choice does she have now? she'd do what she must to make it out of this alive. she always has.

#hunt-the-hare #evelaena szarr; interactions #evelaena szarr; verses & red dead redemption 2 #this is meh don't boo me too hard

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BALDUR’S GATE 3 RP CANON COMPLIANT/DIVERGENT MEME: send in prompts for starters in between “canon events” for us to add our own flavor and further canon development to the game! this list is NOT EXHAUSTIVE, merely a “jumping off point.” if there are other canon events not included here, you can also send those in as well!

ACT ONE.

[ NAUTILOID. ] A starter where our muses awaken on the beach after the nautiloid crashes.

[ ETHEL. ] A starter where our muses are exploring the area around Aunt Ethel’s house.

[ HARPIES. ] A starter where our muses save the tiefling child from the harpies.

[ PICKPOCKET. ] A starter where our muses were pickpocketed by the tiefling kids—and now have to find their stuff.

[ LESSONS. ] A starter where our muses teach the tieflings how to fight, with Wyll.

[ TIEFLING PARTY. ] A starter where our muses approach one another at the tiefling party, to gossip, chat, dance, or hit on each other.

[ BRIDGE. ] A starter where our muses discuss Raphael’s deal.

[ MIZORA. ] A starter where our muses discuss Wyll’s pact—and his transformation.

[ BLOODLESS. ] A starter where one of our muse’s reacts the other being sucked dry by Astarion.

[ DREAM GUARDIAN. ] A starter where our muses react to the Dream Guardian visiting their dreams, and the power of the tadpoles.

[ SPORES. ] A starter where our muses react to the effects of the Myconoid’s gift.

[ SCRYING EYE. ] A starter where our muses are forced to think of a way to shank the scrying eye in the Grymforge.

[ SCRATCH. ] A starter where our muses react to Best Boy coming to camp the first time.

ACT TWO….

[ LAST LIGHT. ] For our muses to rest together at the Last Light Inn.

[ FAIRY. ] For our muses to listen to the moonlight lantern fairy curse their name.

[ SHAR. ] For our muses to complete the Shar puzzles together!

[ NIGHTSONG. ] For our muses to react after Shadowheart saves / does not save the Nightsong!

[ ENGINE. ] For our muses to react to Karlach being able to touch again.

[ FLESH. ] For our muses to explore the guts of Moonlight Towers together.

[ LOVE. ] For our muses to react to Dame Aylin and Isobel being reunited.

[ ORPHAN. ] For our muses to react to Arabella’s tragedy.

[ HIDE N SEEK. ] For our muses to play hide and seek with Thaniel!

ACT THREE. (spoilers under the cut.)

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Arthur Morgan’s Funniest Jokes

From Red Dead Redemption 2: Tweak as Necessary

“Why? You want rescuing again?” “Five thousand dollars? For me? Can I turn myself in?” “They gonna hang him? Here’s hoping!” “Well, stick around. You love her that much, maybe you can die for her as well.” “In spite of all that, I would have easily left you hear to rot if they hadn’t stopped me.” “And I didn’t kill any of us! Well, I killed some of your relatives, but they would’ve killed all of us.” “It’s me, dumbass.” “I do not want to hear about what you got up to in the military.” “Stranded that long, huh. And you unfortunately survived.” “Seeing double? That gives you twice the chance of hitting someone.” “I just wanna see you when you meet your match, as far as an ancient predator with a big mouth…” “Fantastic. Let’s hope it bites you first.” “Think, man. A mind is a terrible thing to lose! Especially over such a nice floor as this.” “Does this trolley go to Tahiti?!” “Oh, I love you desperately. You’re my favorite parasite.” “No, ringworm’s my favorite parasite. You’re my second favorite parasite.” “I lied. It’s ringworm, then rats with the plague, then you.” “Well, thanks for the introduction! How do you spell it? So I can tell the undertaker.” Well when government agents are hunting you down, sometimes shopping trips need to be cut short!” “And if needs be, we can eat you, you’re the fattest.” “As long as we get paid or you get shot, I’m happy.” “Because I will break every bone in your body. Not one more goddamn word, am I clear?” “That’s two bones right there.” “Your job’s starting the fights, it ain’t winning them.” “Yes, you are a compulsive liar.” “You should have taken the money.” “He may be as dumb as rocks and dull as rusted iron…” “I told them you weren’t the right man for this.” “You got any other lost maidens need saving?” “How did someone even come up with them words?” “Look, I’m sorry friend, I can barely speak English.” “Starving would be preferrable.” “You know, I thought about getting into hosiery, but…I just look better in a suit.” “Oh, I’m colder than you realize. I feel bad I didn’t rob and kill the bastard.” “Made a meal outta that, didn’t you?” “Dammit, you did run.” “Remind me to rob your trains, mister.” “I don’t wanna get shot, that’s all.” “That is kinda brilliant. For you, I mean.” “That’s a real idea! I think that’s the first time you ever had one of them!” “You might be the first bastard to have half his brains eaten by a wolf and end up more intelligent.” “You know that attempt to seem all enigmatic and interesting? That might work for others, but for you it just makes you look stupid.” “Must be tough being rich, huh?” “Managing not to annoy folks?” “I’m miserable.” “Get your hands dirty for a change.” “Forgive me if I slip and stab you in the face.” “I was enjoying the monologue.” “You must be nervous being so close to water.” “I do my utmost to avoid you.” “Robbing graverobbers…we’ve hit the big time.” “You can see why he has such a high opinion of himself.” “We’ll just follow the smell.” “You still strong enough to hold up a wagon?” “See, you ain’t so uselessafter all.” “Sure, I can just take my winters in my country club in California.” “What you think? Find another old lady to strangle?” “Do I get to skin you?”

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rdr2 starters

change pronouns as needed. all quotes were taken out of context from the game.

❛ greek myths are best in explaining the very punishment that imbue our daily existence. ❜

❛ prometheus gave us light, and warmth, and eternal damnation. ❜

❛ and the awareness of our isolation for everything holy. ❜

❛ it’s enough to make a man drink. ❜

❛ you know… it’s not too late to repent. ❜

❛ in that case, i’m sure there’s priests who will happily take your confession. ❜

❛ when i go, i hope they cover my grave with roses. ❜

❛ when i die, i just want to be buried with friends. ❜

❛ face me to the west so i can watch the setting sun & remember all the fine times we had. ❜

❛ reserving judgements is a matter of infinite hope. ❜

❛ i’ve lived a bad life. ❜

❛ we’ve all lived bad lives. we all sin. ❜

❛ forgive me, but… that’s the problem. you don’t know you. ❜

❛ whenever we happen to meet, you’re always helping people and smiling. ❜

❛ i had a son… he passed away. ❜

❛ i had a girl who loved me… i threw that away. ❜

❛ my momma died when i was a kid. ❜

❛ my daddy… well, i watched him die. and it weren’t soon enough. ❜

❛ life is full of pain. but there is also love, and beauty. ❜

❛ be grateful that for the first time, you see your life clearly. ❜

❛ perhaps you could help somebody? helping makes you really happy. ❜

❛ there is nothing to be afraid of. ❜

❛ take a gamble that love exists, and do a loving act. ❜

❛ killing in cold blood, revenge, we all do bad things, but… ❜

❛ listen to me. when the time comes… you gotta run and don’t look back. ❜

❛ …we ain’t both gonna make it. ❜

❛ it would mean a lot to me… please. ❜

❛ all you can do now is decide the man you wanna be, for the time you have left. ❜

❛ i ain’t looking for forgiveness… it ain’t about that. ❜

❛ don’t forgive me… just take the money and get outta here, please. ❜

❛ i know i ruined your life. i suffer for it every day. ❜

❛ but… don’t let yourself get killed for… for pride. ❜

❛ i’ve seen it kill too many folk. ❜

❛ maybe when your mother is done mourning… i’ll keep her in black, on your behalf. ❜

❛ maybe we should cut you open and count the rings of whiskey. ❜

❛ you speak as if killing is something i cared about. ❜

❛ look, just do one thing or another…not be two people at once. that’s all i’m saying. ❜

❛ you was the sweetest little thing we ever saw…and the saddest. ❜

❛ it feels like… like our luck has turned… you know… and it ain’t turning back. ❜

❛ be loyal to what matters. ❜

❛ you and me, we ain’t decent… but those folk… they was. ❜

❛ this whole thing is pretty much done. ❜

❛ we’re more ghosts than people. ❜

❛ despite my best efforts to the contrary… it turns out i’ve won. ❜

❛ we can’t change what’s done. we can only move on. ❜

❛ i gave you all i had… i did. ❜

❛ i wish things were different. ❜

#memes; anything you ask i'll answer as honestly as i can.

@thehollyverse sent ; ❛ be loyal to what matters. ❜ holly for evelaena

evelaena already follows these words religiously, though it's a more recent development in her life, if she's honest. she's had little cause to devote loyalty to anyone since her family married her off, and even less after her no-good husband had put himself into debts he couldn't pay and gave her away to settle them. not that he was much of a good man before that, but she'd be mostly taken care of, a roof over her head and food in her belly, what else could she have needed? a little kindness, maybe, but she tries not to think too much about it.

she hadn't known what to expect when hitching up with the van der linde gang; they had seemed kind enough ( kinder than colm was anyhow ) and that had been all that mattered in her great escape from the o'driscoll's. the whole thing was meant to be temporary; they'd never accept her if they knew the truth about her, but it didn't stop the feelings forming in her heart for them.

she lifts her head to smile at holly, hands pausing in their work of scrubbing one of arthur's shirts across the washboard. her hands are no longer soft and delicate as they once were, though she does not mind it as much as she once thought she would. "i don't think i've ever been around so many people loyal to one another before," she admits quietly, like its some kind of sin of her past, and maybe it is. "i've always thought that it was loyalty to one's self that mattered most, but i think i'm starting to believe differently."

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