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in your heart shall burn an unquenchable flame, all consuming and never satisfied.
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“you are a failure and they died knowing it” leo, around a mouthful of bread: yeah what’s ur point
bewareher!
this is of no surprise. the ocean quells and dominates fire in a way nothing else does. with the waves around her and her home’s wood under her feet, she’s absolutely in her element, and fire doesn’t often survive against her. whether the water slowly consumes the fire or she puts it out in a savage wave, it always dies under her palm.
‘ what’s your use, darling? do i kill you right now or do you have anything to offer? ‘ it’s blunt, but her charm and soothing voice make it seems less daunting, though the promised threat is obvious.
she thinks that just because she thinks herself useful, doesn’t meant the absolute force of power before her will agree. there’s a whole host of things she has to offer, really -- all skills and connections she has thanks to the carta -- but will any of it benefit a pirate?
if she’s is a little skeptical of her own survival, she thinks it’s pretty reasonable.
“you need anything you can’t find out here, i got a guy on land who can get it,” connections aren’t her ideal offer, not really, but if she wants even the smallest chance at survival here? anything goes. “can hold my own in a fight,” where she hasn’t been surrounded by people with a good foot on her goes unsaid.”not against doing what needs done. for the crew with my loyalty, that is.”
beware, beware, the daughter of the sea. beware of me. ind pirate oc. written by henri.
bewareher!
stupidity isn’t something she needs, and she’s got a full crew. despite being detained, she looks like she’s able to take care of herself well enough. vengeance doesn’t stir in her presence, so she’s not the worst sort of folk.
a painted brow jumps, head tilting, fingers delicately lifting the woman’s chin as she does her best in an animalistic attempt at intimidation. ‘ did i stutter? ‘
her lips curl in an ugly snarl, though a bit of the fire is stolen from her when the woman before her lifts her chin. more than a little bit stupid she may be, but she likes to think she knows power when she sees it -- there’s a whole lot before her, if she’s not reading the stranger wrong. part of her hopes that she is.
teeth grind together as she struggles to collect herself, still testing the bonds at her wrists. “what was the question again?” she asks, voice less level than she’s ever heard it; if she holds it together through the rest of this conversation, even she will be surprised. “before did i stutter, i mean.”
bewareher!
once, she was the same, but her fight had the ferocity of a mountain lion. stepping up from below decks, the sun blankets her, making her silk black dress and hair shine almost as brightly as the water off the waves. at the sight of their bucking bronco, she grins.
‘ shh — shh, shh, ‘ she coos, getting close. pushing her dress aside at the thigh, crouching to be eye level and exposing her long, tattooed left leg. reaching out, cordelia gently brushes her knuckles against her neck, tilting her head while her grin softens into an almost loving smile. ‘ and what do we have with you? ‘
she’s staring and she knows it, and she can’t even stop herself. eyes dip, trail over the tattoos exposed when the woman before her crouches and -- oh, isana is going to say something stupid, she already knows it.
there’s not enough sense in her still to keep her from baring her teeth, even bound with an unfamiliar hand at her throat. the carta’s probably already written her off; what does she have to lose? “you actually askin’ or just talkin’ to hear yourself talk?”
@bewareher!
the swaying of a ship beneath her feet isn’t unfamiliar, but she knows that this isn’t the meager ship the carta has afforded her. she plants her feet, jerks against the restraints as the burlap over her head is torn away and she squeezes her eyes shut against the sky on instinct.
not the first time she’s gotten herself into something like this, probably won’t be the last.
isana grits her teeth, still testing the restraints as she’s shoved forward. “fuck you,” she snaps, eyes forced open as she bares her teeth at the nearest pirate. “i’ll fuckin’ kill all of y.....ou.”
sure, I don’t get a “healthy” amount of sleep like SOME PEOPLE do but can they do THIS *stands up, blacks out for a second*
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two years ago i was licking a lollipop and some dude said “watching a girl eat a lollipop is a great way to see how well she gives blowjobs" so i bit the lollipop in half and spit it out
me: u don’t need one of every HoF origin on this blog me, already picking faces and thinking about bringing lucy cousland back: what
“I’m not hiding anymore.”
‘ you listen to your gut . even if it makes them hate you . ’ varric to leo 😊
even if it makes them hate you.
at this point, she thinks any fucking decision is going to piss off the majority just because she’s a mage and they’re a bunch of cowards. the chantry bends over backwards to tell the world that magic is wrong instead of, maybe, just telling people to not treat each other like garbage and yeah, she’s a little bit bitter.
“they already hate me, varric,” leo says around a wry smile. “at this point, if i do something that doesn’t make somebody angry, i’m gonna buy myself a new wardrobe.”
( * & . — THE HAUNTING OF HILL HOUSE SENTENCE STARTERS
* warning : may contain spoilers for episodes one through ten .
‘ if you were me , you wouldn’t be such a fucking asshole . ’
‘ the world out there has teeth and it is hungry and it is stupid and it eats and eats mindlessly . ’
‘ you listen to your gut . even if it makes them hate you . ’
‘ i am a dream and so are you and so are we . ’
‘ you are a looker , aren’t you ? ’
‘ honey , someone’s in the house . ’
‘ i’m dreaming , right ? ’
‘ i just need a little time away . it’s nothing more than that . ’
‘ you’re saying it was an accident , so you accidentally put your hand through a mirror ? ’
‘ i’m scared . that’s all i am . there is nothing else . i’m only scared . ’
‘ do you think there’s something wrong with me ? like , really wrong ? ’
‘ it’s alright , sugar . it’s just a dream — just a screaming meemie . ’
‘ we yield to it or we fight it , but we cannot meet it halfway . ’
‘ i seldom am well behaved . ’
‘ i enjoyed the conversation , but i’m gonna say goodnight . ’
‘ did you just punch me in the boob ? ’
‘ just enjoy me . i’m loving you . ’
‘ i wouldn’t have changed a thing . i need you to know that . ’
‘ forgiveness is warm like a tear on a cheek . ’
‘ i loved you completely and you loved me the same . ’
‘ that’s all . the rest is confetti . ’
‘ forgive a girl for being lonely . ’
‘ there’s nothing sadder than a cold bed . ’
‘ journey’s end when lovers meet . ’
‘ journeys don’t end , not if you love someone . they don’t end at all . ’
‘ probably best you didn’t say anything to them . ’
‘ i’m asking you to love me hard for the next few minutes . ’
‘ i’m gonna jump and i’m asking you to hold my hand while i’m falling . ’
‘ i have something that i have to tell you , but i need you to remember when i do that i love you . ’
‘ i wish i would’ve loved you better . ’
‘ pandas don’t like macaroni . ’
‘ i’m just floating in this ocean of nothing and i wonder if this is it , this is what death is . ’
‘ i wonder if this is what death is , just out there in the darkness , just darkness and numbness and alone . ’
‘ i wondered if that’s what they felt , just numb and nothing and alone . ’
‘ he was a light in the darkness . he was a life preserver in the ocean . ’
‘ i reached for him because i had to feel something . i had to feel anything . ’
‘ god , i’m so glad i did it though . thank god it worked . ’
‘ i felt scared . so fucking scared . ’
‘ honestly i had to do it because it felt better than feeling nothing . ’
‘ that thorough fucking shame was so much better than that horrible empty feeling . ’
‘ you have to live . ’
‘ i don’t — i don’t know how to do this without you . ’
‘ i learned a secret : there is no without . i am not gone . i am scattered into so many pieces , sprinkled on your life like new snow . ’
‘ when we die , we turn into stories and every time someone tells one of those stories it’s like we’re still here . ’
‘ we’re all stories in the end . ’
‘ you’re supposed to protect me , but you say the meanest things to me when i try to tell you things . ’
‘ that was really wild stuff . ’
‘ that was really wild stuff considering you were asleep for , what , like… ninety-nine percent of it ? ’
‘ i’m sorry . i should have made more of an effort with you . ’
‘ you tried the best that you could . i should’ve met you halfway . ’
‘ people fuck up . i guess you don’t get that — you really don’t get it until you fuck up . really fuck up . ’
‘ i felt… nothing . just nothing . and it spread everywhere in me , this nothing , until i couldn’t feel anything anymore . i was just this dark , empty black hole . ’
‘ i felt nothing and so i drank and i drank and nothing worked . i couldn’t feel anything . ’
what if, in 2019, people actually start tagging ns/fw normally
leo, by the time inquisition rolls around:
leo, not even there for the big fucking the dawn will come sing along: my secondhand embarrassment senses are tingling