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Don’t worry, Daisy. The Chantry keeps a lot of water on hand.
the 12 common archetypes: the hero
“where there’s a will, there’s a way.”
On her way to kick some asses (including Hawke’s) ⚔
deathless ♚ sentence meme
deathbymitchell :
You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.
You are going to break your promise. I understand.
You’re lonely too.
It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be.
I am a demanding creature. I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable.
I am your servant.
I crawl at your feet; for before your love, your kisses, I am debased.
For you alone I will be weak.
I belong here, and you will not deny me.
I say these things, and the world listens.
I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried.
In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold.
I will not let her speak because I love her, and when you love someone, you do not make them tell war stories.
I moved the earth and the water for you.
You will always run away with her.
You will always lose her.
You will always be a fool.
You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear.
You have already done all of this and will do it again.
No one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough.
We look terrible to you, and severe, and you see our blood flying.
What we carry between us is hard-won, and we made it just as we wished it to be, just the color, just the shape.
There need never be any rules between us.
Let us be greedy together; let us hoard.
Do not leave me, swear that you will never leave me.
I am selfish. I am cruel. My mate cannot be less than I.
Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight.
I can’t abide a poor liar.
You look like a winter’s night. I could sleep inside the cold of you.
Oh, quit that. Blushing is for virgins and Christians.
Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me.
Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing.
In his own country, Death can be kind.
What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists?
Men die. It’s practically what they’re for.
I am no one; I am nothing.
Nothing in me was not made by you.
A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief.
Just tell yourself a story that’ll satisfy you and pretend he told it.
Forever isn’t bright; it isn’t like that. Forever is cold and hard and final.
I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived.
If you want to kill yourself, do not use us as your knife.
What did I do wrong? Was I boring? Did I ignore you?
Don’t you dare speak to me like that.
I have worn nothing but blood and death for years.
I have fought all your battles for you, just as you asked me.
I have learned not to cry when I strangle a man.
I have learned to watch everything die.
I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too.
Are we not devils?
No one is now what they were before the war.
I have not seen you without your skin on.
Close up your head; your brain is getting loose.
We obsess. It’s in our nature.
I’ve a devil of a habit for being right.
In war you must always choose sides.
If you try to be a bridge laid down between them, they will tear you in half.
We are all dead. All equal. Broken and aimless and believing we are alive.
My old bones will follow yours soon enough.
It is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair.
I will see him with his skin off before I agree to fall in love.
After love, no one is what they were before.
I have survived, but I have not been spared.
In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you.
Frighten me, make me cry, only come back.
It’s not so bad, my darling. Being dead. It’s like being alive, only colder.
You’ll think it’s love, while he dines on your heart.
You will be so beautiful when you are old.
I cannot keep you and I cannot let you go.
You will live as you live in any world…with difficulty, and grief.
I look at you and it is like my throat being cut.
She said you’d come and I swore to eat your heart.
I still want to kiss you.
My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it.
What happens to anything beautiful?
I have to know, I have to or else you will just rule me until the end of everything because you know and I do not.
She had that look in her eyes. The look of a graceful storm that was going to change the world.
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It’s been awhile since I’ve drawn Merrill.
endtablefororphans:
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Fenris felt a wave of relief when Hawke laughed, and gave her shoulder a last squeeze before reluctantly letting go. “Sometimes it can be harder to see what you have, because there are so many things you are missing.”
“Just know that you made my life infinitely better.” he said those words without reluctance, without any barrings holding him back, and hoped Hawke would accept them for the truth.
In any other situation, Hawke might not have noticed the loss of contact, but her shoulder felt so odd now that he’d let go. As if the weight of the world had returned to them. Shaking those thoughts away, she nodded. “I’m acting like some petulant child, this is more than I could’ve asked for.”
“Fenris I...” Malika began, genuinely bowled over by not only the words themselves, but the certainty in which he said them as well. She’d only helped, everything he had done he’d done himself, she was but a footnote in his story. But she couldn’t quite say that. “I’m glad that you stayed.”
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Fenris turned to her full-bodied now, going as far as reaching out to place his hand upon her shoulder in encouragement “It is,” he said “Especially with the right kind of company.”
It was true that they had gone through their own hardships and faced their own demons, but they had been able to face a lot of them together, too. “We should never lose sight of what we have, Hawke.” Fenris had regained his freedom, largely thanks to her, and would be eternally grateful for that.
Was it though? Reality was a place where she could not save Carver or her mother, reality was a place where her friends were prosecuted and there were no third options. But Fenris’ touch brought her away from such thoughts, Malika laughed softly, she had been oh so foolish, yet she made no attempt to remove the hand on her shoulder.
“My apologies for unloading such frivolous thoughts on you, Fenris, I’m being selfish, what we have is more than enough,” Hawke felt ashamed, hadn’t his reality been so much worse than her own? She wasn’t particularly being fair.
ULTIMATE DRAGON AGE MEME - [3/5] Rogues - Isabela
“Sailing is like sex. Do it wrong, and it’ll make you sick. But do it right, and there’s no feeling in the world like it.”
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