GHOST ; SO-CALLED BLACK SHADOW

the spirits of the dead who stood in life before thee are again in death around thee -- and their will shall then overshadow thee: BE STILL. ind. zevran arainai written by emma

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*     WHERE WERE YOU WHEN THE WORLD WAS BEGINNING?

                                                                     est. april 2017     /     written by emma.

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call it a comeback.  @tireure

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A concept is a brick. It can be used to build a courthouse of reason. Or it can be thrown through the window.

Gilles Deleuze, A Thousand Plateaus: Capitalism and Schizophrenia (via books-n-quotes)

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the sound of silence.  (self portrait)

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positivity for @brightsword.  it’s exciting to finally see faramir represented (at least visibly to me) in the rp comm    --    even more so when taking into account how effortlessly you’ve fallen into his strides.  you’ve picked up a spirit that is so earnestly endearing from source material & beyond & somehow extend his layers of charm & thoughtfulness.  it took only clicking onto your blog the first time to deduce what an amazing writer for the character you would be, & i’m genuinely thrilled to see where you take him.  thank you for brushing the dust off his very treasured mantle. <3

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out of the blue, but i remember there being pinterests passed around frequently on here a while back.  i’ve finally remade mine after years of abandoning it, so  –  if you wouldn’t mind me following you, hmu @m0nonoke (x)

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Without Reservation by anndr

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kaleiidoscopehearts:

                          WATCH   as the   PIRATE QUEEN’S   facial expression   shifts   from   DETERMINED   to   borderline   OUTRAGED  …   Jaw drops  ,  forehead furrows     —    loud  ,   disagreeable  ??    She prefers to think of herself as   FUN   &&   charming  …     Unless  ,  it is a matter of   fiances  ,  then there is a certain   ruthlessness   that bursts forth whenever she suspects she’s being   cheated   or   when fighting to keep something that was   rightfully hers  …   Maybe her comrade has point. 

                          Expression shifts again  ,  softening   as she’s hit with the full force of that   smile   he wears  ,  the twinkle of   CONCERN   does not go   unnoticed.  There’s a   warm   &&   fuzzy   feeling that accompanies the realization that someone has her back     (    Zev has looked out for her plenty of times ,  it is nice to know that   some things   remain despite the passage of time    )     hands raise in defeat  ,  she will sink back into her seat with a carefully composed expression that clearly reads  ;;     happy now  ??          ‘    So you’re the   NEGOTIATOR   &&   I’m the   MUSCLE   ,   then  ??    ’          Question slips from lips that have twisted into a half-smile  ,  a singular eyebrow raised curiously.   She could handle that  …

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                                                                      FOR BUT a moment, he needlessly worries that his plea, no matter how utterly beguiling, falls on the most stubborn of ears.  But they are pretty ears too    --    just as well-trained in survival as he has himself mastered    --    and on occasion listen to what keenness might lie below his surface pleasing mien.  He will not show any sort of triumph  ;  that is only an invitation into a greater frustration.    (  Zevran would enjoy this, just as much as he would    --    again!    --    fear for the worst turn.  )    So in such a pacifist manner, he leans to this round oak buffet that divides them now    --    though a peacemaker should not wear such a sly smile as he indulges.

                                                                      “These are very practical, business-like terms.  You learn already.  Though, let us say, if you must make a form of noise    . . .    what is the term so often used?  Good templar  ;  bad templar?  Something of the sort.  You may be the latter if you wish.”    A bartering finger lifts, most bemusedly scolding.    “Until that opportunity may arise, think quiet thoughts.”

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                                                      🗡🗡🗡

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do you know how wonderful you are? I'm so glad you're here on this earth, full of life and creativity.

this is incredibly, ridiculously touching.  thank you.  i’m so very glad you’re here too.

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Brielle Mahariel with Zevran commissioned by @jvnkqueen

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[dangerousworship]

i’m sorry for all the blood i left on your lips / for loving you into ruin.

WHISPERS IN THE WIND | a.e.m.  (via dangerousworship)