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Mun vs muse.
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âšł â SEND đ TO HOLD MY MUSEâS HAND;
lotheringsworn said: â there is absolutely no excuse for what iâm about to do ! â
    âWhat? What are you going to do? Itâs not going to get me in trouble is it?â The last thing she needed was for someone else to get her into trouble. Aoife was trying to not draw attention to herself for multiple reasons.
secondscn said: â well , that didnât work. â
    âShould I even ask what you were trying to accomplish?â Aoife said as she gave the dwarf a bit of an odd look.Â
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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.
Youâre 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 canât abide a poor liar.
You look like a winterâs 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 donât 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. Itâs practically what theyâre 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 thatâll satisfy you and pretend he told it.
Forever isnât bright; it isnât 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?
Donât 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. Itâs in our nature.
Iâve 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.
Itâs not so bad, my darling. Being dead. Itâs like being alive, only colder.
Youâll think itâs 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 worldâŠwith difficulty, and grief.
I look at you and it is like my throat being cut.
She said youâd 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.
me: Iâm highly selective with who I ship my muse with also me:
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â there is absolutely no excuse for what iâm about to do ! â
â maybe swearing will help. â
â burn in hell. â
â iâm fine. iâve had worse. â
â someday , we will reunite. â
â i may have the right to remain silent , but i donât have the ability. â
â thatâs beyond stupid ! ( heâs / sheâs / theyâve ) created a new kind of stupid. â
â canât help doinâ sneaky things ! â
â i am not as fine as i sem. â
â we love a bit of trouble ! â
â well , that didnât work. â
â my alignment is chaotic dumbass ! â
â itâs only forbidden if youâre a fucking coward. â
â i licked it , so itâs mine. â
â just get in the fucking blanket fort ! â
â you meant something to me. â
â find comfort in the chaos. â
â guess youâll just have to FIGHT ME ! â
â take that , fuckers ! â
â i just like angrily doing things for my friends ! â
â why do i hurt all over ? â
â i may be a fragile little flower , but iâll kick your fucking ass ! â
â i want to be a part of something big. â
When the first rp post you make on a blog is 4 paragraphs long....this is not the first impression I wanted to make. I did not mean to go maximum effort right off the bat.
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    Tevinter was a strange place. Though Aoife had heard tales no of them quite captured just how strange and different it was to Ferelden and Orlais. From the moment sheâd crossed the border the little elf had felt like sheâd stepped into a different world entirely. Mages here were revered instead of feared. They were the ones in charge of everything. Of course that meant little for her, even though she could use magic she was still an elf and more so here than back home that meant you were at the very bottom of the food chain.
    So sheâd moved from house to house working where she could, still keeping her magic secret, and trying to stay away from the slavers. For the most part, Aoife was able to stay under the radar. Though perhaps this last job hadnât been the smartest idea. She was currently working in the kitchen of the Black Divine himself. A mere assistant, but she was usually left to start things on her own early in the morning when she had proved herself capable.
    It was one such morning that she finally came face to face with his Holiness. Aoife had entered the kitchen early to start on breads and pies. She was humming to herself as she kneaded the dough, flour was smeared on her face and up her arms hair pulled up in a messy bun. Turning towards the oven, she didnât think twice to use her magic to start the fire in it. It was a practiced move, one sheâd done a million times before when thinking she was alone.
    It wasnât until she turned back around that she realized her mistake. The color drained from her cheeks instantly. âI -- I --- youâre Holiness.â Aoife immediately bowed low, her accent coming through even thicker in her panic. How was one even suppose to act around a Divine. âForgive me, I didnât expect you.â Her eyes darted towards the fire sheâd just made and back to him before looking at the floor. âI can explain....â
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I know grief like a language, I know how it plagues you. I have called you lover, sister, daughter; you are my ovidian peaches, my laurel-wreathed daphne.
â IÂ have heard you singing, singing, singing about the burns on your heart & the cusp of your own end.
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Sometimes, reaching out and taking someoneâs hand is the beginning of a journey.
on that note, I need to switch to mobile. Gotta be up early and clean up before we leave. Iâll be on d!scord for a little while longer if anyone wants to chat -Â Sevâą#1539
âYou look familiarâ
âNever seen one like you beforeâ
âCan you help? I seem to be lostâ
âYou look lostâ
âHave we met?â
âCan I help you?â
âYou dropped thisâ
âAre you new around here?â
âSorry! Didnât mean to fall into youâ
âWhat book are you reading?â
âDo you have the time?â
âHi, please pretend youâre talking to meâ
âCan you hold this?â
âThink fast!â
âGet to cover!â
âIncoming!â
âWhoâs there?â
âCome out!â
âI can see youâ
âAre you trying to hide behind me?â
âAre you hiding from someone?â