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This blog is super unorganized and it was driving me a lil bit crazy, so I decided to archive this blog and move here. I will not be dropping anything, I’ll just continue as normal on the new blog. There’s not much there, but I’ll start re-following people soon!

#ooc

sphinxmemesmusings

Send me a ❀ for a fact about the muse and a ✿ for a fact about the mun.

#meme

daimeshadows‌:

« And where are they now? Have you seen any of these survivors? You’re too trusting, Iveani,” - Solas accused her before realizing he’d risen his voice and now everyone had their heads turned, - “ Ir abelas. But if you won’t listen to me - talk to Cole.”

“I haven’t seen them yet, but I know where they are and they’re safe. I even got a letter from my best friend with the clan,” Iveani assured him. “What does Cole say about him?”

#daimeshadows #inquisitor

sphinxmemesmusings

nonsexual acts of intimacy --- select from the following for my muse to respond to:

♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes ♕ : Holding hands ♖ : Having their hair washed by your muse ♗ : Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse’s lap. ♘ : Cuddling in a blanket fort ♙ : Sharing a bed ♚ : Head scratches ♛ : Sharing a dessert ♜ : Shoulder rubs ♝ : Reading a book together ♞ : Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which) ♟ : Patching up a wound ♤ : Taking a bath together ♧ : Your muse playing with their hair ♡ : Accidentally falling asleep together ♢ : Forehead or cheek kisses ♠ : Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc. ♣ : Back scratches ♥ : Your muse crying about something ♦ : Slow dancing

#meme

Does anyone want to talk dynamics/potential shipping?

fatherly‌:

“There is no reason for you to fear me —- though I can see why you would have EVERY reason to fear me. You do not know me, I am a man; a strange man… & you have just escaped possibly a DEVASTATING predicament.” There was an air of WARMTH about the fragile man, all the comfort the cold world could offer, embodied in a single soul. “I am here to protect you. It is my purpose. I—-I father children at an orphanage,” he explained, offering a withered, trembling hand.

Iveani wanted to trust him. She didn’t know why. Perhaps it was because he was so frail looking, or maybe it was because he seemed like he understood. She didn’t take his hand immediately. For a long moment, she just stared at it before she reached out and took it, taking a step forwards, towards him.“There are men after me. Slavers. I don’t know how long they’ll be asleep. One of them, he…” Her voice was quiet, but she spoke quickly before letting her sentence trail off.

She didn’t want to say it, but the way her body was covered with bruises in various stages of healing told part of the story.

#fatherly #child abuse tw

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