o mother, i've been cursed...

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Alistair would love memes but he would love EXTREMELY niche memes like this

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like this for a small starter!

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    change any gendered language to your needs.  ♡

“   you  don’t  have  to  hide  your  tears  from  me .   ” “   you’re  doing  great ,   okay ??   i mean it .   ” “   you  are  so  strong .   ” “   please  don’t  ever  give  up .   ” “   i  will  always  believe  in  you .   ” “   why  do  you  always  think  you  have  to  do  everything  on  your  own ??   ” “   it’s  okay ,   i’m  here .   i’ll  always  be  here .   ” “   you’ve  always  been  strong  for  me .   let  me  return  the  favor .   ” “   just  listen  to  my  heartbeat ,   okay ??   ” “   come  on ,   take  a  deep  breath .   it’s  gonna  be  alright .   ” “   please ,   just  hold  me .   ” “   you  always  meant  the  world  to  me .   i’m  sorry  i  let  you  forget  that .   ” “   i  never  stopped  loving  you .   ” “   you’ll  feel  better  if  you  talk  about  it .   i’m  here  to  listen .   ” “   you’re  so  much  more  than  the  mistakes  you’ve  made .  ” “   i  forgive  you .   ” “   you  are  so  fucking  powerful .   ” “   i’m  not  leaving  you  here .   ” “   i  trust  you  more  than  anyone  else  in  this  universe .   ” “   it’s  okay  to  be  confused .   nobody  has  all  the  answers .   ” “   i’m  so ,   so  sorry .   you  didn’t  deserve  that .   ” “   healing  is  not  linear ,   but  it’s  always  moving  forward .   ” “   you  can  admit  that  you’re  hurting .   it’s  okay  to  not  be  okay .   ” “   hold  my  hand ??   ” “   you  are  my  home .   ” “   no  matter  what  anyone  else  says ,   you  are  so  important  to  me .   ” “   don’t  worry .   i’ll  protect  you .   ” “   shh ,   it  was  just  a  nightmare .   you’re  safe .   ” “   don’t  talk  about  yourself  like  that .   ” “   just  say  the  word .   you  know  i’d  do  anything  for  you .   ” “   you  are  loved .   ” “   i  just  need  a  hug .   ” “   i’ll  destroy  anything  that  so  much  as  thinks  of  harming  you .   ” “   don’t  ever  let  anyone  make  you  feel  ashamed  of  who  you  are .   ” “   you’re  not  alone .   you’re  stuck  with  me  forever .   sorry .   ” “   well ,   hello  sleeping  beauty .   you  fell  asleep  on  me .   ” “   if  you  don’t  take  your  butt  back  to  bed ,   i  will  carry  you  there  myself .   ” “   i’m  sorry  to  wake  you  up ,   but  i  really  need  someone  to  talk  to .   ” “   i  hate  seeing  you  like  this   …   please ,  let  me  help .   ” “   you  are   &   always  will  be  precious  to  me .   ” “   i  can’t  believe  that  asshole  said  that  to  you .   it’s  not  true ,   you  know .    ” “   you  want  me  to  punch  him  in  the  face  ??   ” “   you  deserve  every  good  thing  in  the  world .   ” “   you  know  i  always  have  your  back .   ” “   you  don’t  have  to  worry  about  anything ,   as  long  as  i’m  around .   ” “   stop  apologizing ,   okay ??   i’ve  already  told  you  i’ve  forgiven  you  a  hundred  times now .   ” “   don’t  beat  yourself  up  over  this .   be  kind  to  yourself ,   it’s  not  your  fault .   ”

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Daylen does not care for templars at all. To him, they’re all horrible people and represent the oppression he’s faced his entire life. On top of that, Daylen is a survivor of repeated sexual abuse by templars who took advantage of the power they had over mages and threatened Daylen to report him as a blood mage (way before Daylen actually even got into blood magic) to get him to do whatever they wanted him to do and/or to stay quiet. Daylen would have been completely fine with killing templars left and right to escape the Circle if Duncan hadn’t recruited him into the Grey Wardens first instead. He most definitely would have been one of Enchanter Uldrid’s disciples if it wouldn’t have been for Duncan.

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glowyapostate‌.

First only a scoff comes from the cell that melts into a low, rumbly laugh. “ Kill? No, as much as templars can be  sadists  I hardly want to have anyone’s blood on my hands. Would make my case  a lot worse.  This is not my first round either, I’ll have you know, I escaped  twice before  and I still manage to give them the slip. When they least expect it, I make a run for it. How do you think I thought this was going to go? Of course with me escaping and then staying escaped. “

There’s a short period of silence as Anders paces back and forth in the tiny square cell until he starts to get rather dizzy with it.  “ On second thought, I looked at our templars and thought, some of them have grown  lazy,  haven’t they? And from the goodness of my heart came the idea to give them a reason to exercise… “

“Maker, you’re a fool; you almost deserve to be stuck here.” Daylen's voice was calm yet seething with underlying frustration when he spoke those words, like watching a sad dog whine in its cage without having the guts to bite back. “If you’re not even willing to kill for your own freedom, what do you think would the rest of the world be willing to do for some mages they never even get to see or know?” The mage scoffed, shaking his head. “All you’re doing with all of your failed attempts is making them fix all of their blind spots and it’s mages with an actual brain that have to suffer from those increased safety measures.”

Daylen almost felt even more frustrated knowing that this guy apparently managed to escape twice before and still managed to end up here. What did he do? Just dropped his staff and surrendered the moment the templars caught him? He was an idealist, yet clearly with no practical intelligence. “If you really want to give these templars a reason to get moving, how about you test if they can actually survive against a mage’s magic? If I were in your shoes, I wouldn’t care how much blood of these bastards would get on my hands; they’d be as good as dead.”

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—— HE  GRIMACES,  LEANING  back  into  hay  &  handing  over  bottle.  “can’t  imagine  being  locked  away  for  the  majority  of  my  life.”  man  of  the  outdoors:  connected  to  the  land  in  so  many  ways;  stone  walls  unknown  to  him.  expression  one  of  utter  sympathy,  squeezing  arm  of  other  man  in  gesture  of  comfort.  “life  is  shit,  and  nothing  is  fair.  have  to  use  the  time  we  have  wisely…”  another  grimace,  taking  back  the  bottle  to  take  own  sip.  “that  was  awful.  find  solace  in  a  bottle…that’s  the  easiest  thing  to  do.”  warden  glances  to  the  other,  bumping  his  shoulder.  “least  we’re  in  the  same  boat.” 

           To some people, it was a mere matter of imagination, indeed. Yet to some, that imagination was reality. It was easy to blame and point the finger at mages who seem to threaten the world with their revolution, yet could one blame a bird for wanting to destroy the cage and its keeper that keep it from flying? All these mages roaming around might terrify some people, but at least the mages are finally on people’s minds instead of being mere legends kept away from sight. Out of sight and out of one’s mind. Daylen was just glad that these young mages did use their time they had wisely -- to fight for their freedom after all this time.

“I’ve spent so much time trying to find a cure for the Calling, but it’s led me to nothing. There’s nothing...” It may have been his own hubris as a mage to think he was the one to finally find it -- the cure to the curse. “Are you planning to head to the Deep Roads after all of this is over? I... might consider it. It might be nice to have a fellow Warden fighting on your side till the end.”

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Then his sword is level with my chest, and I let it come, because it is only steel and cannot hurt me, for I am not of mortal men. (…) His blood splashes into my open mouth and it tastes like honeyed wine and the warmth spreads through me. He hated me, and he is dead. He feared me, and he is dead. He hunted me, and he is dead. They will all die. (…) We will have justice. We will have vengeance. (…) What has he become? What have I become? We must get out of here. There is no place for me in the Grey Wardens now.

Is there a place for me anywhere?

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maestrodarte‌.

               well! that was delightful, wasn’t it? leonardo knew, of course, that daylen was a mage. and not the most conventional kind, either. perhaps that added a little intrigue. had he not already been fully invested in knowing daylen, now would be the tipping point. a smile tugged at the corners of his lips until it broke free and sat there, radiant and full for the first time in a long time as his door swung open without anyone touching it. “ah! you mean i am a pretentious, egomaniac?” leonardo chuckled, moving to fall into step beside daylen. the outside air, though brisk, is welcome and fills his lungs rather comfortably. “interview sounds so formal. you’re more than a subject, you know. i like you. i find that it’s more beneficial for me to know my subjects on a deeper level than merely superficial. and you interest me. and it doesn’t hurt that you’re very pleasant to look at. all i see across the board are things to admire.” he paused and glanced skyward for a moment before fixing his hazel eyes on his companion, “so to answer your question, no. all conversation. you had the part the moment you walked into my shop.”

          a light smirk, compliment appreciated with one raise of a hand. “you’re not too unpleasant to look at either,” daylen returned the favour. the sound of soldiers training, brandishing and clashing their swords and shields with passionate grunts. “well, since we’re having a mutual conversation, i guess i could ask you a question when we’re already at it... what made you decide to come to skyhold? let alone, join the inquisition.”

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lcrdjohn‌.

this evening was getting better and better . a beautiful man keeping him company instead of paying for it was a nice change . what if he had known earlier ? would they have found a moment of solitude at ostragar ? no , there had been no time for something like that , and besides he hadn’t been allowed near the mage encampment when he had tried to ask about him . no one allowed in , they were .. doing something , he didn’t understand . 

THIS , the play between two men , that he understood well , so john got up , drink in one hand , while offering the other to his new .. friend ? yes , friend would do . “ come with me then , you’re exactly the company i desire , ” and so beautiful he wished he could draw or paint . or perhaps write poetry . instead he would just have to kiss him , and that was luckily exactly on the list of things he wanted to do when he got him to himself . the room wasn’t far from where they sat , and once the door was locked behind them john pulled daylen closer , drink set aside he trailed fingers up his arm , smiling at him . “ now , may i kiss you ? i would very much like to . ”

      Daylen followed after the man quickly, scurrying into the room with his head lowered. It was sort of strange with all the eyes looking towards the two going to their room as if everyone knew what they were going to do -- because they all probably did know. “Y-You’re also very beautiful,” Daylen hushed under his breath as he had followed the man, remembering that he’s rather kept quiet about how desirable the other was when John had done nothing but say how much he wanted to spend time with a man with his beauty. Daylen truly was flattered and didn’t quite know how to handle it.

When he was pulled close to the other, he could feel blood rush into his cheeks yet also directly downwards. He wanted... to kiss him? The question fell right out of the sky and onto him, his eyes wide in surprise, not quite sure what to say. He wasn’t prepared for that. He was familiar with the mechanics of sex -- in some sort of sense -- but kissing? He’s never been kissed before. “I... I’m so sorry, I’m... I wasn’t expecting you to offer, I’ve...” He almost didn’t want to admit it yet he already started. “I’ve never been kissed before.”

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lcrdjohn‌.

“ oh , well , ” john starts , not used to having to explain how the place works . “ well that woman over there , ” he says , not directly pointing at her , but he’s turned his head towards her . “ she’s the one to talk to if you lack company , but also if you just wish to rent a room , ” he says once he’s turned his head back , looking at daylen , all too tempted to reach for his hand . he was BEAUTIFUL , he had noticed that when they first met , and now it was all too obvious in the dim light , sitting this close . 

“ as a matter of fact i already HAVE A ROOM , i just hadn’t settled on the company , ” and he wanted the mage to be that . it was a bit harder to ask , so he’s relieved when their talk is interrupted by being brought their drinks , and john can hide behind the glass a little . “ whether it’s men or women you’re looking for there’s sure to be a selection . even a qunari , ” some people liked it BIG he supposed , yet no one had complained about his length or girth . “ but i must admit , with you walking in that door i’m hoping i won’t have to pay for the loveliest company that can be found in here . ” maybe he’d had a drink too many , he was usually better behaved than this .

     He thanked the waiter for his drink, not really sure on what John had ordered for him yet too polite to question it as he picked al up the glass, taking a tiny sip. It tasted interesting. Certainly not as bad as a lyrium potion did, yet similarly strange enough to get used to it. That was the alcohol that everyone was so eager for outside the tower, wasn’t it?

He placed the glass back down onto the table, smacking his lips a few times to get used to the texture. Something inside Daylen didn’t want him to admit how inexperienced he was. It felt like admitting defeat or weakness -- to seemingly be the only one whose life had kept him from things that were fairly common practice. Should he just play it cool and pretend that none of it was phasing him? He certainly was playing with the idea for now at least. “I would love to keep you company if that’s what you desire. Where to? Lead the way.”

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lcrdjohn‌.

was anyone REALLY at the pearl to enjoy a drink ? no , it was rare at the very least , but it was more carnal urges that had brought him to the privacy of renting a room - and someone to go with it . “ daylen , that is a beautiful name . ” far less plain than his own , and it felt good on the tongue . daylen . maybe he would whisper it later , hushed and only for them . it was certainly a pleasant thought .

“ i should ask you THE SAME THING , business or pleasure ? well , it wasn’t business that brought me here , ” he admits , but there is ONE MORE THING he would very much like to admit to a face as pretty as the one seated in front of him . “ in fact i .. hmm , i was looking for a certain kind of company , ” he tries , but he never spoke very openly about his preference for men . preference hardly covered it , women stirred nothing at all in him , but daylen did . daylen . it was a lovely name . was it dalish in origin ? either way he looks at him , HOPING that he understood without john needing to explain himself . but to be more obvious he bumps knees with him as he changes position , and let his foot down next to daylen’s . subtle , to anyone looking at them , but not to the man who could feel the heat of a leg pressed against his own . 

       “Oh, I--” The hair on his skin was standing up at the sudden touch, the contact. He had to hold himself back from looking around, not sure how these kinds of places worked and what was considered normal. This wasn’t the Circle Tower, he had to remind himself. There was no constant surveillance, no one really telling him to behave and keep it in his PANTS now, would there? The mage nodded with a shy smile, lightly moving into the other’s touch beneath the table. “I’ve... never really been here. So maybe it'd really be helpful to have someone show me how things, uh, work around here.”

The truth was, Daylen really just entered the Pearl without any plan or idea on how all the etiquette. Did he just talk to someone and ask for company? Daylen had been somewhat afraid to make a fool of himself so having John of all people there to guide him -- it perhaps was fate ( even if Daylen struggled to believe in something like that ) .