FREEDOM IS NOT GIVEN.

Independent Briala RP FC: Sabina Karlsson written by ori

[fenharelxenansal]

In the courts of the Empire, there were no innocents—there were only fools and those who took advantage of fools, as the saying went. Those who had any power were forced to play the same game as the rest of the aristocracy. Whether one was a bored provincial magistrate’s wife or a fashionable count living in a glorious manse in the capital city, one used others to get ahead. Others must be made to look worse so you looked better, gossip and intrigue being the weapons of choice to carve out your niche. It was a blood sport, and all who partook enjoyed it as such or quickly got left behind. In all her years there, she had never met a player who did not deserve their fate. Smiles hid daggers and even the poorest servants connived to attach themselves to the fastest and strongest horse.

Dragon Age: The Stolen Throne by David Gaider (p.224)

[fenharelxenansal]

“ they’re gonna fucking murder you ”

buzzfeed unsolved starters

The words tear from their throat with a raw ferocity that cuts deep, stunning Briala, taking her aback. It was an accusation, one carried and confirmed in the look of betrayal in their eyes.

The words they’ve already exchanged have carried more force than they’ve ever spoken to each other. It clutches tight in her throat, making it difficult to breathe, difficult to sound normal. Her back is set, chin up despite the force of the emotions tearing through her chest. 

Because they aren’t wrong.

If the Gaspard thought he could get close enough to get her out of the way without making a scene, both royals would probably be glad for it. She was a thorn in their side, one they could never quite seem to reach, and whose point grew sharper every day. 

Alanari would be the one to make a scene. And that act would get them killed, too. She couldn’t cope with that, couldn’t rest easy with their blood on her hands. They didn’t know the palace like she did, didn’t know the people inside it or how to play their games. The Game. The spymaster would need her full faculties to survive the evening, and she couldn’t be worrying about Lana getting into trouble.

Rationalizing, she knew, and her hands balled into fists. Her nails cut half-moons into her palms, the pressure keeping her from raising her voice. The first clear sign of emotion she’d displayed, save her voice growing taut and short.“I know their games better than they do, Lana,”

The words ought to have been soothing. Should have been meant to reassure. But they, too, were tight, tinged with an edge of anger she couldn’t quite get a hold on.

“There’s nothing they can do that I won’t see coming miles away. I’ll be fine. I need you here. It’s safer for both of us if I go alone.”

The half-truth weighed on her tongue like an iron ball, and she turned so she didn’t have to look her dearest friend in the eye. It felt nearly impossible to dance around the truth with them, their eyes boring straight into her soul, always able to see her avoidance. She’d spoken easy lies all her days, but they now left her drowning, filling her lungs with a clutching heaviness that left her without breath to speak at all. 

“I’m not asking, Lana. I’m telling you, as your commander, you’re staying.”

[phantomemes]

sentences from the youtube series  ,  buzzfeed unsolved .  primarily taken from season 5′s supernatural investigations .

“ it doesn’t matter because you’re dead ”

“ it’s not impressive  ,  no one’s impressed ”

“ the spot of your death is now a lovely gift shop ”

“ as god as my witness  ,  he snapped him in half ”

“ i seriously want you to throw something right at my face ”

“ you can live in the cave ”

“ i’m a big fan of your name ”

“ the fact that you steal  ,  that’s really funny to me ”

“ that’s the greatest thing to steal  :  a man’s joy ”

“ because i’m a masochist ”

“ i’m going to regret this ”

“ i’ve lost the ability to feel ”

“ they’re gonna fucking murder you ”

“ the way you shushed me was quite rude ”

“ cowards  ,  all of you ”

“ i’m strange and off putting ”

“ i should not feel confident in the face of any man ”

“ here you are  ,  smiling in the face of the devil ”

“ i hate bats ”

“ bats sometimes carry rabies and that’s a thing i’m afraid of ”

“ not today devil birds  ,  not today ”

“ i think i’m blacking out right now ”

“ i don’t think i’m going to remember this moment ”

“ i think i’m gonna cry ”

“ i keep forgetting there’s ghosts in here ”

“ if you know me and my debilitating fear of bears  ,  this is my worst nightmare ”

“ i’m standing on an altar alone ”

“ maybe you’ll wake up in the middle of the night and eat your cat ”

“ i’m so glad that’s over let’s go eat taco bell ”

“ were you making horse noises ? ”

“ in case any of you needed a reminder this place is a twisting nightmare ”

“ there’s a good chance i’m gonna fart in here ”

“ well this is horrifying ”

“ let’s do each other a favor and not show ourselves to each other ”

“ if you could do me a big solid and not do anything that would be sublime ”

“ this is just as horrifying as i thought it would be ”

“ you talk to hide from the silence ”

“ do i look like the kind of man who could give advice ? ”

“ several bad choices have lead me to this moment ”

“ let’s play look at the ceiling tiles !  1 , 2 , 3 , 4 … ”

“ i just wanna know if you think they have belly buttons ”

“ i did meet some of the most insufferable people but they also met me ”

“ if it sounds like a duck and walks like a duck ”

[fenharelxenansal]

ooc;;

i have some asks sitting in my box and a reply from an o l d thread i still want to revive (sorry tas) but im having trouble getting inspired for them so if any of u have prompts feel free to add those to my askbox pile, ill probably reblog some more prompt lists

ill do a good amount once i get going im just struggling w/taking the first step rn

[fenharelxenansal]

blog theme has been revamped! -nixe, who’s logging out now

[fenharelxenansal]

ooc;;

an accurate depiction of me and @sulahnanor at any given moment

[ruinmemes]

CARING SENTENCE STARTERS 

for muses that need a little love. 

❝  i’m here for you.  ❞

❝  let me help with that.  ❞

❝  i’m here.  ❞

❝  nothing’s gonna hurt you.  ❞

❝  if they do it again, you tell me.  ❞

❝  i’ll protect you. ❞

❝  i’ll make sure nothing bad happens to you.  ❞

❝  let me take a look…  ❞

❝  i’m a phone call away.  ❞

❝  you should have called me.  ❞

❝  here, sleep.  ❞

❝  if you wanna talk, i’m here.  ❞

❝  hey, shh, it’s okay.  ❞

❝  i’ll never let you go.  ❞

❝  you’re with me now.  ❞

❝  nothing’s gonna take you from my side.  ❞

❝  i’ll do what i have to.  ❞

❝  i need you to stay here, okay? i got this.  ❞

❝  it’s safe here.  ❞

❝  i’m fine, let me see your face.  ❞

❝  we’re gonna have to keep ice on that.  ❞

[rothelp]

miscellaneous angst starters.

when were you going to tell me?

you can’t keep doing this to yourself.

that’s…a lot of blood.

can you walk?

please don’t lie to me.

you were supposed to leave.

i’m not going anywhere without you.

shh, it’s okay. it was just a dream.

there was nothing more you could have done.

it wasn’t your fault.

this is all my fault.

you aren’t acting like yourself.

i’m never going to let [her/him/them] hurt you again.

you’re hurting me.

don’t ever do that again.

go to hell.

please don’t cry.

you have to stay awake.

i wish i could take the pain away.

you could have died.

hey – stay with me.

it’ll be over soon.

did you ever love me?

i’m sorry. i can’t do this anymore.

things won’t always hurt this bad.

you passed out.

how much have you had?

i’m okay. it’s all fine.

it’s not okay! you’re not fine!

let me get you something for the pain.

it’s nothing. it’s just a bruise.

it’s clearly not nothing.

have you been to the doctor?

i didn’t mean the things i said.

i thought we meant something.

people who are okay don’t act like this.

you don’t have to go through this by yourself.

i don’t want you to be alone.

please don’t regret me.

i heard you crying.

you need to get some rest.

when was the last time you ate something?

i’m worried about you.

did you have another nightmare?

[name], there’s nobody there.

i want to be happy but i don’t think i deserve it.

please talk to me.

why are you mad at me?

alcohol isn’t going to solve your problems.

don’t leave me.

did you do this to yourself?

it’s breaking my heart to see you like this.

tell me what’s wrong.

tell me how to make it better.

why don’t you care?

get the hell away from me.

please don’t do this.

i can’t believe that you lied to me.

just…stay for the night.

you obviously can’t be trusted to take care of yourself, so let me do it for you.

you can’t die. i won’t let you.

just hang on, okay?

hold my hand if you need to.

i’m sorry.

why do you have a gun?

don’t panic.

just breathe.

you’re bleeding.

i’m trying to stop the bleeding.

you’ve been crying, i can tell.

you should have told me sooner.

i wanted to tell you in person.

a phone call would’ve been nice.

i hate you.

i love you.

[memetaped]

nonverbal starters prompts featuring nonverbal scenarios.

guide take them by the hand, arm, or shoulder to guide them.

shelter protect them.

shove push them.

loop drape an arm around their shoulders.

touch a gentle touch like rubbing their back, hugging them, holding their hand. 

kiss a kiss on the cheek, knuckles, forehead, in their hair.

palm smack them upside the head.

bed rest gently push them back down when they try getting out of bed.

aid help them with a task.

note pass a note to them.

cry wipe away their tears.

wash wipe something off their forehead, cheek, so on.

bandage patch them up when they get hurt.

heal take care of them when they get sick.

book silently read a story with them. 

carry pick them up. 

scrap punch them.

cherry find blood on them.

sit help them sit down.  

medical wake up in the hospital and find them holding their hand.

steer place a hand under their chin to make them look up. 

beat dance with them.

stare stare them down. 

off track get lost with them.

no shaking their head in disagreement. 

yes nodding their head in agreement.

rush tackle them to the ground.

open hold the door open for them.

[fenharelxenansal]

“In all the world, there is no heart for me like yours. In all the world, there is no love for you like mine.”

Briala as loved by Orion //// Alanari as loved by Nixe

[fenharelxenansal]

‘ you owe no one your forgiveness ’

Poetry Starters from The Princess Saves Herself in This One

Forgiveness wasn’t a foreign concept, but it was a difficult one. She thought of the warmth of Lady Mantillon’s blood upon her dagger, of the satisfaction and true peace that came from seeing the light drain from her eyes. She knew in that moment, her parents and all the other servants were finally avenged. Finally they could feel the same peace.

She thought of Celene’s promises, broken, again and again. How many times? She’d lost count. Usually she gave some ground to Briala’s pleas for lenience, but always less than she promised. Her mind brought forth all the apologies she’d accepted, believing the honeyed words dripping with deceit. They were sealed with kisses and smiles, and she’d never noticed the poison behind, not until far too late.

She thought of the smell of smoke. She’d almost managed to forgive that, too, somehow, though the thought turned her stomach now. Thinking of the depths of the empress’ lies left a bitter taste on her tongue.

She thought about the elves in the alienage, glaring and muttering under their breaths at her supposed superiority, and the Dalish in the forest who did the same for different reasons. Not our people.

She could not hold it against them if she was going to fight. Most of them wouldn’t, couldn’t understand or comprehend. There were some who did, who would help her cause. That had to be enough.

“I know,” The pause had lasted too long, and she knew that too, but her mind was still awhirl, casting backwards whether or not she wanted it to. “But it eats at you, doesn’t it? The anger. It keeps you from thinking clearly. Allows for stupid mistakes.”

Her eyes shifted away from Lana, then. “Some things are unforgivable. Some things won’t heal, not without vengeance. I agree with you.”

[fenharelxenansal]

“ may fortune favor the fuckups. ”

shitty horoscopes starters

For once, Briala could not contain the grin that spilled across her face; she muffled her laugh behind a hand, but it was still clearly evident. The statement was simply so unexpected, so cuttingly accurate, it caught her off guard. 

They’d all made mistakes, it wouldn’t be any kind of life without them; but truly, didn’t they deserve a break? Every once in a while, or even just once at all.

“That would be a nice change of pace,” she agreed with another stifled laugh, shaking her head. “But I think if we had any luck at all, perhaps we wouldn’t fuck up quite so much.”

The curse sounded strange - too coarse and rough from her lips. It wasn’t that she never swore, but she did it with enough rarity to be surprised to hear it from herself.

“I think I’ll refrain from making it a habit of relying on good favor, personally.”

[ofrevas-a]

briala 1/? psd

[ofrevas-a]

Alice (@lucernimaevaris) and I each chipped in to get @fenharelxenansal a late holiday gift from @destinyapostasy and look at how beautiful Briala is! I could not be happier!

destiny’s KoFi page (clicky)

[fenharelxenansal]

“ you are dazzling and terrifying. ” /from milva!

shitty horoscopes starters

The compliment (it clearly was a compliment, regardless of if the Inquisitor had meant it as one) seemed to come out of nowhere to Briala. But then, so had the Inquisitor herself, really. She had not expected one of her spies to bring her a message passed along through a different network. Signed by Lady Nightingale herself, no less, requesting her assistance getting the Inquisitor past the walls of the Winter Palace. It was simple enough to manipulate the movements of the guards to give them an opportunity to slip inside. It was a small window, through a mostly-forgotten side entrance, but the plan worked smoothly enough, and now they stood within a disused wing of the sprawling palace.

It was strange, being back here. She’d spent more time in the palace in Val Royeaux, but the stylings weren’t all that different - perhaps a tad more dated. There was just something about standing on marble. Even marble coated in a thick layer of dust.

“You flatter me, madame Inquisitor,” Briala ventured a smile as she gestured towards a doorway. “I don’t believe I’ve ever been called dazzling before,” terrifying, however, was a tad more familiar. If only in her efficiency, really. She was never one for theatrics.

“Now, we must hurry. Florianne has given no clue as to when she intends to strike. Tread lightly.”

[fenharelxenansal]

serious response time: Merrill

Tell me who you ship my muse with

im sure this is partially because of how much i have rambled about why i think theyd be so good together (in any context) but y e s this is one of my top ships for my girl !! along with shianni 

giv me rebellious elf girls who buck norms!!! i love them!!! theyre gonna take over the world theyre so powerful!!!

[fenharelxenansal]

I guess I ship briala with lana. I GUESS

Tell me who you ship my muse with

i mean idk .... maybe ? i suppose we’d have to try it out ://// idk if theyd have chemistry or anything

(ily)