birthright

break often - not like porcelain, but like waves.  (ind. elissa cousland, written by kate.)

[daughteroftyre]

tbh all the icons i’ve made for elissa have been hair-based but i still have no one i like for her actual faceclaim

[daughteroftyre]

ok no that’s false, polina koulina would be really good but you try finding resources for her

[daughteroftyre]

tbh all the icons i’ve made for elissa have been hair-based but i still have no one i like for her actual faceclaim

[daughteroftyre]

i can’t put it into words but this is really elissa somehow

[daughteroftyre]

faolcdh:

└ ⚔ ┐——   ❝ You know much better than I that the taint is a powerful                  thing. It doesn’t just seep into the blood. It finds its way into every                 single fiber of your being. There’s nothing quite like it. I doubt even                 our unique blood would be of any use to you. ❞

❝ That is what you came for after all, right? Our blood.❞

‘i don’t intend to use you or your clan for any nefarious purposes - nor tell the world of your existence. believe that much. i came for legends, spells, anything even vaguely related that you might be willing to share with me.’

[daughteroftyre]

also is it bad that i want to get back on theodora just to make a maria valverde npc to be her tevinter girlfriend

[auriferis929]

Vladimir Kireev (1984) Autumn 2016

Владимир Киреев (1984) Осень 2016

[daughteroftyre]

@parsnip-rps - closed rp

‘i’ve heard that the dalish occasionally venture into towns and villages to trade with humans.’ elissa speaks idly to her fellow warden, her attention focused on the various baubles and charms spread out before her on the merchant’s stall. spending their much needed coin on such frivolous things was foolish, she knew, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t simply look without buying.

‘do they ever do trade in cities like denerim? i imagine they might feel...uneasy, doing so.’

[daughteroftyre]

i'm really bored tbh who wants to talk about like. plotting.

[daughteroftyre]

i’m such a sucker for gold, why does the gold armor you can wear at skyhold have to look like those metallic screens you put on your car’s windshield to keep it from getting too hot

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fialtie:

‘ if  he’s  keeping  the  secret,  which  i  trust  he  is,  i’m  more  than  just  thankful.  &  i’m  not  sure  i  could  breathe  in  anything  leliana  would  tuck  me  into  or  that  any  disguise  zevran  would  come  up  with  wouldn’t  crush  the  last  bit  of  dignity  i  still  have.  you  are  a  wicked,  wicked  woman. ’

‘hey, now! i’ll tell you one thing that’s bound to get rumors flying, and it’s you going around calling your own wife a wicked woman. no doubt some already fancy me a secret apostate, there’s no reason for you to go adding to the suspicion.’

[mitchellwrites]

deathless ♚ sentence meme

You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.

You are going to break your promise. I understand.

You’re lonely too.

It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be.

I am a demanding creature. I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable.

I am your servant.

I crawl at your feet; for before your love, your kisses, I am debased.

For you alone I will be weak.

I belong here, and you will not deny me.

I say these things, and the world listens.

I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried.

In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold.

I will not let her speak because I love her, and when you love someone, you do not make them tell war stories.

I moved the earth and the water for you.

You will always run away with her.

You will always lose her.

You will always be a fool.

You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear.

You have already done all of this and will do it again.

No one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough.

We look terrible to you, and severe, and you see our blood flying.

What we carry between us is hard-won, and we made it just as we wished it to be, just the color, just the shape.

There need never be any rules between us.

Let us be greedy together; let us hoard.

Do not leave me, swear that you will never leave me.

I am selfish. I am cruel. My mate cannot be less than I.

Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight.

I can’t abide a poor liar.

You look like a winter’s night. I could sleep inside the cold of you.

Oh, quit that. Blushing is for virgins and Christians.

Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me.

Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing.

In his own country, Death can be kind.

What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists?

Men die. It’s practically what they’re for.

I am no one; I am nothing.

Nothing in me was not made by you.

A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief.

Just tell yourself a story that’ll satisfy you and pretend he told it.

Forever isn’t bright; it isn’t like that. Forever is cold and hard and final.

I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived.

If you want to kill yourself, do not use us as your knife.

What did I do wrong? Was I boring? Did I ignore you?

Don’t you dare speak to me like that.

I have worn nothing but blood and death for years.

I have fought all your battles for you, just as you asked me.

I have learned not to cry when I strangle a man.

I have learned to watch everything die.

I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too.

Are we not devils?

No one is now what they were before the war.

I have not seen you without your skin on.

Close up your head; your brain is getting loose.

We obsess. It’s in our nature.

I’ve a devil of a habit for being right.

In war you must always choose sides.

If you try to be a bridge laid down between them, they will tear you in half.

We are all dead. All equal. Broken and aimless and believing we are alive.

My old bones will follow yours soon enough.

It is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair.

I will see him with his skin off before I agree to fall in love.

After love, no one is what they were before.

I have survived, but I have not been spared.

In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you.

Frighten me, make me cry, only come back.

It’s not so bad, my darling. Being dead. It’s like being alive, only colder.

You’ll think it’s love, while he dines on your heart.

You will be so beautiful when you are old.

I cannot keep you and I cannot let you go.

You will live as you live in any world…with difficulty, and grief.

I look at you and it is like my throat being cut.

She said you’d come and I swore to eat your heart.

I still want to kiss you.

My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it.

What happens to anything beautiful?

I have to know, I have to or else you will just rule me until the end of everything because you know and I do not.

[daughteroftyre]

shhhhh.

[daughteroftyre]

Are you serious? You knew about this the whole time?

pt starter sentences / open / @goldenvelleity

‘i thought it best not to trouble the inquisition without concrete information, your grace.’ her tone is pointed but not accusatory, more gentle than some might be in her position. 

‘the grey wardens constantly disappear for long stretches of time; the idea that it had anything to do with my hearing the calling prematurely was something i had no reason to even consider. perhaps you feel that i should have been more transparent with you? if that is the case, then i apologize, though i see no way i could have known.’

[daughteroftyre]

hi i’m here to say that chip from fixer upper is really extremely alistair

[sabonhomeblog]

[daughteroftyre]

ind. warden cousland / written by kate

image by @fialtie

[daughteroftyre]

also this is my lavellan fc because i hate myself and i like developing characters i have no time to rp