ma emma harel.

l a t h b o r a . v i r a n.( independent lavallen inquisitorsemi selective, multi-ship, multi-verse )

[laevellan-blog]

(Hey guys! I had to send my laptop in to get repaired so I'm going to be away for a bit. Just a heads up and I'm sorry!!)

[rpmemesandprompts-blog]

send a: "➤" if you would like my skype.

[harellan]

[laevellan-blog]

I’ve been so absent I’m sorry hi friends I’m here what’s up

[vallaslin]

[ofwalks-a-blog]

uhm okay. im just. im so overwhelmed. this is the first blog to ever reach something so big. it warms my heart the support i continually get, and blows my mind to see all these beautiful, brilliant writers emerge. i want to write with every single one of you, and i wish that was possible. you all mean so much to me. so, here are some special mentions.

ofthespire / txmlen / vaelly, ofelvhen        maci. you mean so very much to me, and i rarely say it. i love you, you big goof. we’ve went through so much in the span of 8 months. can you believe it? 8 months. it’s like im dreaming. i found you when my life was turned upside down. i found you and you made my world bright. you made me excited to get up in the morning, to actually take care of myself. you saved me and oh my god, i will never let go of you. you’ll always be my best friend, second to none. never change. you are you, and maci, let me tell you, you are so, so important. wildcxrd / praxidikae / nekromaensi           kate. KATE. k a t e. i was so scared to talk to you. i was terrified. maci would talk about you so often. i had thought you this 20 year old hella rad lady, to be honest.  and when we met, talking about marvel and bucky and world war II, i was  sure you were some god of knowledge. i love reading anything you write, and you may me smile when i’m done. you and maci both do, actually. when i had heard you were 15 ( turning 16 in?? it was maybe a few weeks when i met you ) i was stunned. you are brilliant and beautiful and cute as fuck. your handle of each and every character is astonishing, and lamia is so creative and amazing it kills me. how does one ever compete? you mean so much to me. in the period of 8 months, we’ve went from friends to something more. you and i have more in common than i thought, and i will always be here for you. never will you be alone, alright? i don’t care what it is, i’m there. i love you kate. and you will always be my captain.

now, onto to those that i love and cherish, but would take way too long to describe singularly.

twicebound, falondiiin, consycrate, rangerisms, borntothefight, isaiahtrev, ixstus, path-of-sorrows, ofdxlish, ofdirthamen, scield, fadedtouch, virsethlin, detxstable, avasst, coeurdxlion, altusboy, xstrange, dreyriadr, hallavhenan, visverbi, lxsttrousers, ofwittyoneliners, madamiisms, txlani, leonicor, pfeilxbogen, wardenshonor, nxtneutral, mahariiel, withbravery, mostunwise, morethanhonor, espouses, laevellan, vigiilance, serstannard, markedwarriior, inquisitisms, empirebound, redemptior, unforsworn, commendure, compatiors, commandism, unfehlbr, edhelernil, edrord, muzzzled, vreckar, arcaniiist, rebelllum, withdrawment, heraldofdoubt, herorecipe, herherald, irenologys, navialerno, arianashepard, rxghthand, renxtus, aclassii, hardiiing, makersent, solitarite, paladinking, kadcn, ofchaosmark, theoxtsider, iustitianders, forgeryy, wardennomore, warrioriism, stabbystabseeker, deadliestdance, whynxtsing, silverlicn.

[lavellansolas]

ar lasa mala revas.

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Send me a '✉' for a "the morning after" note left on your pillow.

[0mnitrixter]

That moment when you can feel your muse is really in love with another one.

It’s not you loving the other mun.

It’s not even you loving the other muse.

It’s the character you portray, who screams inside your head that yes, that is the person they love and want to be with.

And you get all the feelings, good and bad ones… and it’s amazing.

[mydearcorvo-deactivated20190206]

[sonsoftatooine]

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and it's not a cry you hear at night it's not somebody who's seen the light it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

[aeriously-moved-deactivated2015]

DRAGON AGE LORE SERIES

└ FABLES OF THE DREAD WOLF: FEN’HAREL AND THE TREE

[laevellan-blog]

scield:

            Cork pops off with a swift flick and he throws the potion down             familiar taste of elfroot and dirt filling his mouth, sliding down his             throat, slick and cold. Already it starts to sooth smaller hurts, dulls             the pain of where the arrow struck, the bleeding keeps but pain             fades, making it all more manageable. He thinks to reach for his             own pack, making a first valiant attempt before huffing. “Wonderful             news, I’d hate to die out here. Not nearly as dramatic as I’d hope,”             Inhale, exhale. “Alistair, please. I’ve been lucky for over ten years,             did anyone tell you about the time I almost got eaten by a dragon?”             A dragon that was an old woman, but he leaves that part out.

           "Alistair, then." Formality was not unusual for her, but in the human            world they seemed to expect it in ways that Lavellan was not familiar            with; there were lines of order in her clan, of course, with the Keeper,            her hahren, the faces she looked up to, but it was nothing as stern or            as dangerous as human nobility. Shaking her head, she tilts herself            and looks over at the Warden again, lips pursed. "No one has told me            any stories about your past. What I know is information given to me by            Leliana -- and the fact that the entire world seems to know of your             place in the defeat of the Blight." It was now a story of legend and it was            not difficult to see how he felt about that. "Tell me while I bandage you?"

[rpmemesandprompts-blog]

Send "❤" For my muse to kiss yours.

[themaskedempire]

A man who’s pure of heart and says his prayers by night May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright

[laevellan-blog]

                    psa — if we’re mutuals, this gives you unsaid permission to attack my inbox whenever you want, as much as you want, with whatever you want.  want to spam me with memes?  break your ask limit.  want to send me random messages?  break your ask limit.  want to leave me love?  break your ask limit.  anything.  everything.  it doesn’t matter what time of day or night, even if i’m not around, you are always welcome.  you always have permission.  i mean it.

[laevellan-blog]

i take height difference in my otps very seriously