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THIS BLOG IS AN ARCHIVE . i’ve moved to a more private multi . if you’re interested in knowing the url , reach out to me on sarah or claudia .
THIS BLOG IS AN ARCHIVE . i’ve moved to a more private multi . if you’re interested in knowing the url , reach out to me on sarah or claudia .
THIS BLOG IS AN ARCHIVE . i’ve moved to a more private multi . if you’re interested in knowing the url , reach out to me on sarah or claudia .
THIS BLOG IS AN ARCHIVE . i’ve moved to a more private multi . if you’re interested in knowing the url , reach out to me on sarah or claudia .
THIS BLOG IS AN ARCHIVE . i’ve moved to a more private multi . if you’re interested in knowing the url , reach out to me on sarah or claudia .
THIS BLOG IS AN ARCHIVE . i’ve moved to a more private multi . if you’re interested in knowing the url , reach out to me on sarah or claudia .
Instagram seemed to like this so I thought I'd share it here too. ;)
https://www.instagram.com/p/CBcTLegFtNz/?igshid=1dy2up9zftf1f
critrole moments ↠ 14/?
reunions.
𝙈𝘼𝙍𝙔 𝙎𝙃𝙀𝙇𝙇𝙀𝙔'𝙎 𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙇𝘿𝘼 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙈𝙋𝙏𝙎.
these are taken from the book/novel with the same title, triggers may be present, proceed with caution, feel free to adjust any you that you deem necessary.
if pain can purify the heart, mine will be pure.
a nymph of the woods such as you were.
my greatest pleasure was the enjoyment of a serene sky amidst these verdant woods.
i will never desert life until this last hope is torn from my bosom.
you are still, as you ever were, lovely, beautiful beyond expression.
it was a passion that had frown with his growth…
none knew of their love except their own two hearts.
i am in a strange state of mind.
i am alone—quite alone—in the world.
i know that i am about to die and i feel happy.
perhaps a history such as mine had better die with me.
i shall never see the snows of another winter.
i am too weak both in body and mind to resist the slightest impulse.
what had i to love?
i must collect my thoughts.
i hope i have strength sufficient to fulfill it.
they were never separate and seldom admitted a third to their society.
i was born, and my mother died a few days after my birth.
when i leave this place do not expect to hear from me.
i must break all ties that at present exist.
i shall become a wanderer, a miserable outcast—alone! alone!
i ran wild about our park and the neighboring fields.
i wandered for ever about these lovely solitudes, gathering flower after flower.
when i looked round and found none to love; but i quickly dried my tears.
i found others highly interesting which i had before neglected as dull.
i had been a dreamer.
i never found courage to depart.
he/she/they will love me!
i can hardly prevent myself from hastening immediately to you.
i could not sleep but paced all night about my chamber.
i looked more like a spirit than a human maid.
i had so beloved a companion for my rambles.
is it not strange that grief should quickly follow so divine a happiness?
i had no idea that misery could arise from love.
i remember we had talked of future travels that we should undertake together—.
should give my poor heart life?
i will not dwell longer than I need on these disastrous circumstances.
but days of peaceful melancholy were of rare occurrence.
i, foolish and presumptuous wretch!
i entreat you and listen to me: do not turn away from me.
tell me, can i do nothing?
you well know that on the whole earth there is no sacrifice that i would not make.
you are indeed presumptuous, [name:optional], presumptuous and very rash.
i will be very patient.
am i the cause of your grief?
i demand, and most solemnly i demand if in any way i am the cause of your unhappiness.
do not urge me to your destruction.
speak that word; it will bring peace, not death.
we shall be happy; there will no longer be doubt.
why do you bring me out, and torture me, and tempt me, and kill me—
we shall love each other as before, and for ever.
my affection will soothe your sorrow.
what do you mean?
you know not what you mean.
but your words i cannot bear.
but you only confirm my resolution to put an end to this state of doubt.
am i not the most miserable worm that crawls?
do i not embrace your knees, and you most cruelly repulse me?
i know it—i see it—you hate me!
you are my bane, my poison, my disgust!
perhaps i am changed in mien as the fallen archangel.
were not those the words you uttered?
i can no longer sustain myself; surely this is death that is coming.
let me lay my head near your heart; let me die in your arms!
come, come, the worst is past: no more grief, tears or despair..
i am chilled by the snows of winter!
from whom is this letter?
i have betrayed your confidence.
i am sure i should feel it even in my grave.
it is a strange link in my fate that without having seen you i should passionately love you.
i dwelt on your looks, your words, your motions, and drank in unmixed delight.
i must be more brief for night draws on apace and all my hours in this house are counted.
was my love blamable?
i should certainly have died if you had not hastened to me.
do i not look forward to a miserable future?
is not this a fearful curse that i labor under?
it is far better for your peace that you should be ignorant of my destination.
you will not do this, i know you will not.
you must forget me and all the evil that i have taught you.
the sound is the same as that which i heard in my dream.
where is now my hope?
do not mistake me; i never was really mad.
is she/he/they dead?
what is death? to see you no more?
i had fallen at once from bliss to misery.
we know not what all this wide world means; its strange mixture of good and evil.
do you think i sow my seed in the barren air, and have no end in what i do?
are you not young, and fair, and good?
if you can never be happy, can you never bestow happiness?
hope, and your wounds will be already half healed.
love is a delicate sprite and easily hurt by rough jealousy.
i feel death to be near at hand and i am calm.
me , minding my own business : my brain , reminding me that maxwell joseph lightwood was reading inc*stuous manga because cass.andra cla.re is just like that :
No one recognizes me Not my face and not my screams…
Cassandra De Rolo of Critical Role, self-shot and edited
“SYLAS!! Delilah Briarwood was a BITCH!!”
❥ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘 [ 𝚂𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂 ] .
add context to your needs . happy roleplaying !! ♡
“ it seems that you get impossibly more beautiful every single day . ” “ walk with me in the garden for a while . ” “ do you recognize any constellations tonight ? ” “ i notice that you keep looking at my lips . you’re criminally unsubtle . ” “ i think the kids are awake … ” “ you’re hogging the blanket . ” “ you look too beautiful right now , it’s too dangerous to make direct eye contact . ” “ i painted you . ” “ i can feel you staring at me . ” “ will you wash my hair ? ” “ stop worrying , you look perfect . ” “ you always smell so sweet . ” “ i can’t do the dishes if you keep on hugging me . ” “ well , you’re extra clingy today . ” “ nothing will hurt you as long as i’m here . ” “ tell me that story again . ” “ i just want to hear your voice until i fall asleep … ” “ here , have my jacket . ” “ anyplace with you feels like home to me . ” “ i just can’t stop thinking about you . even when you’re in the next room . ” “ honestly , you’re hopeless without me . ” “ i smell something burni— are you trying to make breakfast ? ” “ i ran you a bath . get in it . ” “ this necklace reminded me of you . i thought you would like it . ” “ is it hot in here , or is that just you ? ” “ can i rest my head in your lap ? ” “ i love it when you call me that . ” “ there’s no greater blessing than looking at my child & seeing your eyes . ” “ let’s just get in the car & drive somewhere . anywhere . ” “ i missed you at work today . ” “ shh , just stay still . let me hug you for another few minutes . ” “ do you remember this song ? ” “ i’ll give you a massage . ” “ you can just say that you want to cuddle , you know . ” “ let me braid your hair . ” “ i just can’t believe that you’re mine , now . ” “ no , you’re not going anywhere . you have a fever . ” “ do you still think about all the crazy stuff we used to do together ? ” “ every time i wake up & you’re there next to me , i wonder if i’m still dreaming . ” “ i never really cared about impressing anyone until i met you . ” “ did you just light a candle ? ” “ can you zip this up for me ? ” “ how do you expect me to cover all of these marks you left on me ? ” “ you’re so cute when you smile like that . ”
How many of these movies have you seen that people said “you haven’t seen [blank] yet??” to me about
Why yes, this is MY voice of the Tempest
everyday we move closer and closer to seeing cassandra johanna von musel klossowski de rolo, guardian of woven stone, animated
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