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But I am sure we could see a new start / So when your hopes on fire But you know your desire / Don’t hold a glass over the flame Don’t let your heart grow cold / I will call you by name I will share your road 

                                                                      So leave that click in my head                                                    And I won’t remember the words that you said                                                                  You brought me out from the cold                                                        Now, how I long, how I long to grow old

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How would you describe your relationship with your parents?

Do you want to have children someday? If so, what would you name them? If not, why?

If you have siblings, do you get along with them? 

Do you consider your pets as part of the family?

Are you close with any of your aunts/uncles?

Are there any distant family members you’re close to? 

Do you have a strained relationship with any of your family members? If so, why?

How do family reunions usually go?

Do you think you would be a good parent? 

Is there anyone NOT related to you who you consider to be family?

What would you look for in a possible wife/husband? 

Are you close with any of your cousins? 

How would you describe your relationship with your grandparents? 

Are there any family members you can’t stand being around?

Are there any traditions in your family?

Would you be able to live far away from your family? Or do you want to keep them close?

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springvigor replied to your post:Thranduil MY FACE SCARES CHILDREN LIKE JOFFERY...

Go away Eragon >:(

but....look....tell me putting the fear in children isn’t a good thing

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Thranduil MY FACE SCARES CHILDREN LIKE JOFFERY weirdelflastname

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Reblog, fill in with your own character’s information, and tag your friends!

TAGGED BY: indirectly tagged by royalsadist

B A S I C S

Full name: Eragon Bromsson

Age: 17+

Birthday: 7985 AC

Ethnicity: Human/Elf

Gender: Male

Romantic orientation: Heterosexual

Sexual orientation: Heterosexual

Languages: English / Dwarvish / Elven 

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

Parents: Brom Holcombsson + Selena 

Siblings: Murtagh Morzansson

Significant other: Queen Arya Drottningu

Children: None

P H Y S I C AL  T R A I T S

Hair: Brown

Eyes: Dark brown

Height: Average

Weight: Unknown

Body build: Slim / Muscular / Nimble

Q U E S T I O N  T I M E

What would you say are your character’s strongest traits?

Stubborn

Courageous 

Temperamental

Extremely Curious

Hasty, Impulsive, lightheaded

Moderate, Wise, Remorseful

Justified

What would you say are your character’s weakest traits

The ability to think about himself over others.

Empathy towards his enemies

What is your character like when they’re in love?

Protective, Respectful

Does not hover

Head over Heels

Will paint fairths of the one he loves

Eragon is the type to fight at his lover’s side in battle for both are only as powerful together than alone.

Will come home everyday with a shitload of flowers even if he didn’t make the one he loves mad

What kind of upbringing did your character have, and how did this affect them now?

             Eragon’s upbringing it wasn’t as bad nor as good. He was dropped off at his Uncle’s farm by his mother before she died. He didn’t know her as well as his brother, Murtagh did, but he understood why she did it. To protect Murtagh from his father. Eragon lived with his Uncle for a long while until he was sixteen-seventeen years old. Through all that time he grew up he would spot Brom the StoryTeller near the outside tavern selling his game and telling stories about his travels or his most favorite, the Dragon Riders. He was ignorant of the fact Brom was in Carvahall all that time to watch over him and protect him until the time came for Eragon to truly know who Brom really was. How did this effect him up to now? Now that he knows his father, he knows who he really is after many battles, after his travels and trainings he understand how the world works, how it turns. He opened a door to reality which he now lives in. Eragon knows he is the world’s hope. 

What is their relationship with their family like?

                 Roran by far is the one he is closest to the most. Being raised at his Uncle’s farm him and Roran were like brothers. Both of the boys were so close to each other they almost resembled each one in looks until Roran grew a beard and Eragon an elf! Brom -- he is the father Eragon hated and loved at the same time. What he hated about him was that the old codger was always right about things where he was ignorant in and let his stubbornness get the better of him. He loved Brom because he was the father he always wanted. Brom taught him how to perfect his swordsmanship with a steel blade for days on end. They traveled together and through Brom did Eragon gain wisdom if not his temper. Murtagh -- Eragon and Murtagh are like day and night yet he understands his half brother, but thinks he goes about things the wrong way. Eragon knows Murtagh is only a slave, a victim to King Galbatorix and he would go to the ends of the earth to help him out, even die for him. 

Is your character religious? What religion do they practice, if so?

No

How does your character deal with mistakes?

 Eragon will mull about mistakes for days depending on what he does. When he blessed the child Elva wrong in the Ancient Language, he became slightly depressed at how he could bestow such a thing on a child her age. He was so wracked with that he became angry at himself for being a fool, stupid. He knows that mistakes can be fixed, mended, but some are also meant to be left alone. 

What kind of friendships does your character have?

               As A Dragon Rider many respect him, fear him, or just want him dead. Eragon has many friendships with the Varden, Dwarves, and Elves as with the Dragons. How many enemies he has? Too long a list to count.

Does your character forgive and forget or do they hold a grudge? Why?

       Depending on circumstance, he will forgive and forget for to hold a grudge would not be healthy nor wise. If he feels as if someone betrays him and his trust, he will get angered extremely quickly.

How do they view the world they live in?

                  How he views his world as complicated. Half is unfair where the other half is just and then there Eragon sits right in the middle. He’s the world’s balance, he is moderate until given a reason to chose a side and it has to be a very good reason

Does your character think with their head or with their heart?

      He thinks with his heart more than his head sometimes. This goes into his impulsive nature or what once was left of it. He believes that sometimes one’s heart matters over their mind but not so much as for the mind to become foggy.

Is your character well-schooled? What sort of education did they have?

Eragon was never a reader nor writer at first. First, he was schooled by Brom in weaponry and magic, second he was schooled by Oromis in reading and writing as well as painting. When training he was a prodigy with magic, it came easily to him yet saying it in the ancient language was no easy feat, conjuring it was, sure.

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[svitkcna]

                             “A wise choice on my part if I do say.”

            Nor would it be the first time the Queen had sided with             the dragon over him. And she doubted it would be the last.             It was a smile, one that he could now see that curved the              edges of her lips. She gave a slight dip of her head before             she copies his motion, fingertips to her lips before a twirl              of her wrist to her sternum. 

           Friend or not, he was still someone to be respected. He was             still a Dragon Rider, Shur'tugal, a grand title all on it’s own. No            matter if it was a title they now shared. 

                            “But it is always a relief to see you                              return in one piece.” 

          And though she was glad to see him, there was a small voice            in the back of her mind that asked the question of why he was           here. He was gone for months without a word, only to show up           again. If she were anyone else, if he was not the dear friend that            he was, some might find it odd. 

          And she knew she couldn’t hold her tongue on the matter forever.           But she could at least ignore it for the time being. “You must be           tired,” she replied. She may have been a Queen, but she also            played the role of hostess. And he an honored guest. “Allow me to           at least offer food and rest,” with him she was never sure if he            would accept. 

          She took a step forward, closing some of the distance. “Unless of           course you have business here other than seeking out my company?”           She rose a fine brow as she looked to him.

                              { You have been missed Eragon. }

         Words thought rather than spoken, accompanied with the fondness          that words spoken could never get just right. 

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                              ‘ you have wounded me, arya svit-kona. ’

                                         His laughter rang softly before he stood from his bow. Eragon could see the change within her and some that hadn’t. If it weren’t obvious she’d pick Saphira’s good side over his. A mental eye roll was what she earned but that he kept to himself for fear o being too disrespectful. 

                                                      A grander title than even his own did Arya now hold over him yet he stood here chatting with her like a very close friend. How his heart began to clench from missing her so. Even that showed within the depths of his dark brown eyes. Even her words seemed to mentally rock him. Had she missed him more than he did her? A slight crooked grin stretched his mouth before he set it back into a line once more.  

                                                 Hearing her offer, he felt grateful, moved. Eragon never really noticed how tired he’d get after traveling from Vroenguard to any place. Saphira must be tired as well and a dragon was only as powerful as her rider when they got well rested. 

                                                             His reason for coming she shouldn’t even guess if she knew the answer. To see how she fared with her dragon though he thought her not incompetent. Arya, Queen of Du Weldenvarden was anything but that! It was because of her, Eragon even existed as a Rider! 

                ‘ that sounds wonderful. you have my thanks, my lady. ’

                                                           Somewhere to rest didn’t register to him. Eragon did not want to rest at Oromis’s home for he was still not over his master’s death. Eyes never wavered from her as the distance slightly closed. Like a mirror image did he copy her look only with a slight curve of his lip into a smirk, but careful with his words for saying the wrong thing could be taken the wrong way with Arya. He meant to not offend her, 

‘ i have no other business here than to see how you are doing. i will stay however long you will have me. ’

                     The elven language was like second nature as such with meaning behind every word he spoke, careful. Though her thought to him moved him. Heart clenched as if there were strings pulling it tightly, air catching within his windpipe before he could breath softly again. Features softened before he thought back, his feelings welly put within the wordless phrase, 

                                      ( as have you, my Queen. )

[legendarymemes]

Concern Meme

‘I’ve not seen you eat a vegetable in a week. How about I make you a proper dinner?’

‘That does not look like a flesh wound, dude.’

‘Do you actually ever leave your office and sleep?’

‘Sleeping on your desk totally doesn’t count.’

‘I’ve seen healthier looking corpses. You should head to bed.’

‘Keep hydrated! I’m concerned about you in that heat!’

‘Have you practised any self-care today?’

'Do you want me to run a warm bath for you? We can use your favourite bubble bar.’

'I’ll hold your hair. Just take deep breaths.’

'I know there was a story about a girl who lived on nothing but pizza, but I really don’t think you’ll manage to do the same!’

'You look terrible. I mean, you look beautiful as ever, but also super sick.’

'Please go and rest? I’m so worried about you!’

'You need to sit for a while. Please? You’re always on your feet.’

'All this stress isn’t good for you.’

'Would you like a back-rub?’

'C'mon, look at me! Don’t close your eyes, okay?’

'Wake up! Come on, please! Come back to me!’

'You’re having a nightmare! It’s not real, I’m here!’

'What do you normally do to help your anxiety? We can do that.’

'Would you like me to sit with you while you go through this?’

'Are you okay for me to touch you? You can nod or shake your head.’

'Breathe, that’s it. Nice and steady.’

'I’m right here, I promise. I’m not going anywhere.’

'You can cry if you need to, it’s alright. No one would think badly of you.’

'Do you want a hug?’

'I’ll stay right with you until you fall asleep.’

'You went really dizzy there for a second. Can you hear me now?’

'I’ve got you. I won’t let anything happen to you. Just stay with me, please…’

'Where does it hurt? Can you show me?’

'I have a first aid kit, I can fix you up.' 

[recyclmeme]

Things Said To or By My Siblings Pt.2 :

“I neeeeeeeeeeedddd thaaaaattt!”

“You didn’t.”

“Oh god you did.”

“What the h e l l are you watching?”

“Can I help you?”

“COME AND GET IT BEFORE I FEED IT TO THE DOGS!”

“Your cologne reeks.”

“Turn that on and I’ll kill you.”

“Holy shit he’s hot.”

“God you’re such a meme.”

“This anime is trash. I love it.”

“Kill it with fire.”

“I found your stupid bumble bee.”

“It died…”

“I think we need a code word, only we won’t let him know. So it’ll really fuck with him while he’s out, and we send it.”

“What do you mean you don’t know?”

“They’re like my own personal google. When ever I can’t find something I ask them and bam they’ve got it.”

“I think I need to learn how to use google.”

“I said FIGHT me! Not BITE me!”

“You need to either go to bed now, or you don’t get to sleep.”

“But I don’t wanna wear pants!”

“Because fuck skirts.”

[qceenmother]

                It was all rather strange, truth be told. She had never                  felt anything like it. Though a part of her found it all                  rather fascinating, another found it terrifying. Another                 entering her thoughts. Though he only saw what he                  permitted, the fact he still pressed inside her mind                 remained.  

               Though what grandness he must have seen. A city built                of gold and sunlight. Her home carried a life of it’s own.                And the Bifrost, a power not even she could explain. With                the ability to transport one from one realm to another.                  She wondered what he thought of it. 

               She felt magic within him. Different from her own but there                all the same. This man became ever more interesting as                 the moments passed. Who was he? And what was he doing                all the way out here? He had to have known where he was,                otherwise he would not have so easily risen to the defense.                 There was more here than met the eye. And suddenly her mind                 was a buzz with question, none she shared with him.

                And then she felt another presence. This one far grander                 she couldn’t explain it. But something was different about                 the second presence and it caught her off guard, she didn’t                 expect someone else to venture into her thoughts, and the                 feeling of uneasiness again blossomed. And then it was gone,                 and her thoughts were once again her own.

                  Her gaze found his, and she offered him a slight smile as                   he finally gave her his name. Though she did not yet ask                   any questions, merely gave a nod in reply. She still felt                    uneasy, coming to the realization that if he so wished, he                   could kill her in an instant. Regardless of whoever it was                   that was approaching. 

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                                Eragon, hand still out palm up as if in reassurance he meant no harm to her now. Calmly, he let it down and sat upon the rock nearest him. Out here, on Vroenguard, it was extremely peaceful. Plentiful food, water, everything. 

                                                            The only thing that bothered him was that he felt more alone than anything else here with the exception of Saphira though. She easily got offended when he thought that without including her, but in all she understood what he felt. 

                            Meeting Frigga’s gaze he studied her before looking to the sky. Clear as day, yet it sounded like a thunderstorm were coming their way. No, it wasn’t much a thunderstorm so much as the sound of massive, beating wings. The elf’s lips stretched into a serene smile. Above the two a massive shadow enveloped them; 

                                                wings bright blue and so translucent you could practically see the white veins cording through them. Forelegs, hind legs as big as any boulder and could easily smash those underneath them with sharp elongated talons to match. 

                                              Next was the bodice of the huge beast. Such was she a beautiful sight to behold, even gods quaked before her for what was a god to a dragon such as Saphira? Her body was vast, bigger than any dragon before her [ with the exception of Glaedr and Shruikan ] and her scales were so deep a blue that it mesmerized even her foes. 

                                 Then came her maw which was open to reveal sharp fangs within every crevice of her mouth before shutting, and last, her eyes. Beautifully carved like blue diamonds [ if there were any such thing that what they’d look like ]

                                               This dragon landed right behind Eragon, those bejeweled eyes looking down upon the other female across from him, curious.  Long tail swished behind her, encircling her Rider with a certain caution. Eragon cracked a smile, then a laugh at her protective nature before he spoke up. 

‘ Frigga, this is my dragon, Saphira. i see you have questions and i will do well to answer to the best of my abilities. ’

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I don’t do fashion, I am fashion. ( this is sooo magnus lol )

SASS EDITION || ‘cceptin

‘ i don’t know what sorcerer’s book you happened upon, but whatever floats your boat, i take it. ’ 

[qceenmother]

                                       You think that true love                          is the only thing that can crush your h e a r t;                      that will take your life and light it up or destroy it.                                      Then you become a mother.

[toomuchtelly]

Ask Memes ;; Sass Edition

You can’t fight me, you’re miniature. 

Going to McDonalds for a salad is like going to a prostitute for a hug. 

People who think they know everything are a great annoyance to those of us who do.

Get your facts first, then you can distort them as you please.

Laugh and the world laughs with you, snore and you sleep alone.

I hope karma slaps you in the face before I do.

You know, it only takes four muscles to just extend your arm and bitchslap the twat. 

Congratulations on being an awful bitch who’s completely oblivious to the fact that everyone hates you. 

Wine is constant proof that God loves us and loves to see us happy.

My business isn’t your business; so unless you’re my thong, don’t be up my arse. 

I may look calm, but in my head I’ve killed you three times already. 

I would retaliate against your snotty remark, but since you resemble a garden gnome, I’d say the joke is on you. 

I thought I saw your face on my newsfeed but it turns out it was just a picture of a potato.

You want to walk out of my life, there’s the door. Hell, I’ll even hold it open for you. 

I don’t do fashion, I am fashion. 

Somewhere out there there is a tree, tirelessly producing oxygen so you can breath. I think you owe it an apology. 

I’m only single because I’m too sassy for everyone.

Bitch please, have you seen me? I’m a princess. 

I think, therefore I’m single.

Life’s too short to bullshit.

If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun.

When in doubt, freak ‘em out.

I’d rather die my way than live yours.

Weather forecast for tonight: dark.

Two wrongs don’t make a right, but they make a good excuse.

I used to be Snow White, but I drifted.

It’s simple, if it jiggles, it’s fat.

Between two evils, I always pick the one I never tried before.

Tragedy is when I cut my finger. Comedy is when you fall into an open sewer and die.

I distrust camels, and anyone else who can go a week without a drink.

If you want a guarantee, buy a toaster.

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Rhaegal looked up in the sky before he turned around. To his surprise it was a young man, probably in his twenties it seemed. But there was something different, it was curious to Rhaegal. He carefully considered other’s words before replying. ‘’I see,’’ said Rhaegal simply, voice a little softer now. He glanced over at the sky once again before looking back at the stranger. ‘’Can’t say I’ve heard of the place before,’’ he admitted. ‘’You travel alone?’’ Rhaegal asked as he tilted his head to one side a little, studying the stranger. It seemed that the other was traveling indeed alone but these weren’t times to just assume.

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                                                                Ah did the elf look young, but his eyes looked older. Things he’s seen, things he’d done. So much burden could be seen in the depths of those brown eyes. the softness in the other’s tone made him relax just slightly, though Eragon did seem a bit tense as he watched this unfamiliar person glance up at the sky. 

                          Surely he hadn’t noticed, had he? Saphira was well hidden within the clouds. The elf held face; stern and serene. Upon his question, Eragon had to think carefully. ‘ no. a friend and i are. we’ve traveled many a ways and still are. i didn’t mean to intrude upon your grounds. ’

                                    His tone was apologetic, sincere. Eragon disliked lying, but he couldn’t exactly tell the whole truth to someone he didn’t know. So, he kept it as vague as he could. He thought it odd for someone such as this to be standing out here alone, but it was not his place to ask such questions. The elf respected another’s privacy. 

[svitkcna]

                He was always one step behind her. Though she felt it,                 a draw as he grew ever closer, but she was still just out                 of his sight. But not of her’s. She was pleased to see he                 was still in one piece. They both knew she had seen him                 in worse shape. And though she would keep it to herself,                 she did worry for him. She knew him well enough that he                 tended to leap first and think later.  

                But she perhaps gave away her position, as laughter tumbled                 from her lips, echoing the space around her. Brought on both                 by title, and image he perhaps had not meant to show her,                 and yet had all the same.

                                        He still had much to learn.  

               Though these creatures he spoke of certainly were of great                  interest to her. She had never heard of such things, and                  though perhaps frightening still all the more curious.

                                  { How ever did you defeat them? }

                Thoughts still rang with amusement, a smile still etched                 upon fair elven features. She drew closer to him, still clocked                 in shadows. Fingers brushing against the hardened wood of a                 tree that granted her her cover.

                He was always full of such life, she almost envied him for it,                 for it was something she lacked. To be able to leap into the                 unknown. Not even in more of her youth has she ever had                 such excitement for it. Even if it did get him into trouble.

                             { And you really ought to listen to her. }

              She finally moved from her place of hiding, his back to               her. Finally falling to spoken words as a warm smile pulled               the corners of her lips. 

                            “She is a great deal smarter than you are,                                                              more often than not.”

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                                                                                   Elven ears flushed red upon hearing the appealing bell-like laughter emitting from the Queen. He really should have kept that thought in the dark, but his mind was sometimes impulsive. How embarrassing was this?! Though her laugh had given away her position. Where Eragon was sometimes reckless and impulsive, Arya was the opposite. Lips curled into a wry grin. 

                                        ( it’s not funny! you weren’t-- )

                                   Flustered were his thoughts now as he looked upon the ground. No more did he get mad at something like someone laughing at him, he had sense to laugh with. He couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle at seeing her amused. Hearing her laugh he did picture her smiling that never did fail to brighten his mood. 

                                        Eragon did have much to learn. . .when it came to Arya. He may see her, but there were will still things he didn’t know about her nor was he so disrespectful as to just outright ask. She’d tell him when she saw fit. His mind went back to the story at hand, the grin never fading from his face. The Rider rolled his eyes at sensing her amusement and went on with his tale. 

    ( well if not for Saphira, i would have been the giant slugs meal! turns out he ended up as ours. )

                                                       Much closer this time, the dance was coming to an end. His smile seemed to widen, brightening his alabaster fair skin. Eragon then turned, circling the tree he had his back to and it was wide enough to hide at least two people for it was not like any other. He could feel the magic flowing within it as well as the very earth he walked on. Magic was everywhere as Oromis taught him.

                                                    The sound of her voice ringing from behind stopped him in his tracks. Her thought had made him softly laugh. Turning around his eyes instantly made contact with hers. He feigned a hurt expression for a few seconds at her comment, walking closer. 

                                ‘ i see where your loyalties lay, my Lady, ’ came his teasing choice of words. He didn’t deny it though for he knew Saphira much wiser than he. Arya just the same as well. As he looked upon the Queen, she never did cease to amaze him. 

                           Smile upon his face did he bow to her; fingertips pressed to his lips before twirling his wrist to touch his sternum. Eragon was still aware he was talking not just to a very close friend, but to the Queen herself.

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