he who wears the THICKEST ARMOR
is often the MOST FRAGILE.

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@fugitor
he who wears the THICKEST ARMOR
is often the MOST FRAGILE.
you’ve always been known for making messes –
indi. GARRETT HAWKE from DRAGON AGE II
promo cred goes to: kvatchsaved
You like it under the trees in autumn, Because everything is half dead.
Wallace Steven, from The Motive Of Metaphor (via violentwavesofemotion)
you’ve always been known for making messes –
indi. GARRETT HAWKE from DRAGON AGE II
promo cred goes to: kvatchsaved
starter call !!
anyways heres my promo pls follow my hawke @cfpride
anyways heres my promo pls follow my hawke @cfpride
she was born WILD and curious. a cage is no place for someone like that.
❝ i play with the fire of my own truth, ❞ — she told me, ❝ i will BURN for the things i love. ❞
IT'S NOT RIGHT – TO WANT TO DO GOOD, TO BE GOOD, AND HAVE THAT TURNED AGAINST YOU. / ART CREDIT.
resolvic:
‘ YOU TRAVELED WITH HAWKE FOR A TIME, YES? ’ he won’t admit to knowing much about the champion of kirkwall’s activities, because he doesn’t. the stories are all grandiose, and it’s hard to decipher what’s true and what isn’t on the best of days. however, blackwall finds himself curious, more prying than he normally should be: ‘ i don’t believe they’re in skyhold, i’m afraid. were you going to travel with them? ’ / @fugitor.
“-i did, but now i stand alone.” truth be told, fenris had no idea as to the whereabouts of hawke- the enigmatic champion trying to stay below the radar as best they can, and for good reason. “i’m here on my own terms.”
should i make a red hawke blo g...........
“The blood, the flowers, the fire,”
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his armored claws were painted red, dripping onto the dry ground of the sundermount pathway. he had given them no warning, the slavers, before attacking them in cold blood- leaving but only a sick trail of crimson behind. he knew by their armor where they were from, and what exactly they were looking for.
and he was tired of it. tired of the constant threat of danarius, the hunters- sick of all this fucking fighting- having to stay on edge non-stop, having to always be prepared for the WORST- because fenris suspected, no he knew better than anyone that if he were to lay his guard down for ONE SECOND-
it could kill him, or worse, taken him back to tevinter.
and he couldn’t go back, not after everything he’s been through, the countless lives he’s already taken to get to where he is now. no, there was no going back to a life of servitude knowing that freedom was just a little farther beyond the horizon.
just a little longer, he tries to convince himself, breathing out a breath he hadn’t even realized he was holding in. just a little bit longer.
y’all!!! please feel free to im me if you’re interested in plotting!
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I come, blood on blood, like the sea, wave on wave. I have a soul the color of poppies.
Miguel Hernández, from Selected Poems; “Bloody Fate,” (via violentwavesofemotion)