[inevitableking]

                                        “That’s what I’m here for. To deliver                   unpleasant newsand                                                                  witty one-liners.”                                             - ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ʙʏ ᴍɪᴋᴋɪ - sᴇᴍɪsᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ -                                         - promo credit & thanks @asteeledheart-

[kakeruketsui-deactivated2018120]

My skin is iron My ribcage steel, But my lungs are fragile, burning paper And my heart– Oh, my heart is glass; Hold it gently, please.

e.s. williams (via kakeruketsui)

[dailyholzer]

killing is unavoidable but nothing to be proud of

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[rpmemesyo]

Send 🌸 to put a flower crown on my muse!

[alistairss-blog]

alistair, who, raised at redcliffe until he was ten years old, rarely received a hug more than once a year, and got more attention from the dogs he slept with than the man who took him under his wing, or the servants he worked for.

alistair, who, at the chantry, learned that touch is a wicked thing, who received a pinch on the ear for trying to hold a revered sister’s hand in a moment of uncertainty, who was lectured on temptations and the mastering of them.

alistair, who was so accustomed to the barking of dogs and the distant hum of a busy castle, doing anything to break the stifling silence of the chantry (talking, humming, screaming-) and being punished for doing so.

alistair, who, for the first few months, had to learn not to cry himself to sleep at night in his small cot in the chantry, because there were no warm snuffling bodies to lull him to sleep.

alistair, surprised and shocked by: the comforting squeeze of duncan’s hand on his shoulder (touch is a wicked thing), the jovial slap on the back from a fellow grey warden (touch is a wicked thing).

alistair, who meets the warden and falls in love, who holds their hand whenever he can, who believes even the smallest of touches are significant.

[theanimalmemes]

[swiftfootedtabris]

Continued from here

She had been uneasy when the  hahren had spoken on the union. Not because of the arrangement, no that was their custom, a right of passage into adulthood. But she had been uneasy about the life she would lead after. Life was hard enough when she had such a small family, surely adding more mouths to feed, more lives to wager, would be a mistake? 

Aliena did not have the luxury of safety, city elves never did as her own mother had found out. Sure she had been unnerved at the prospect of never meeting this elf before they were united for life, but her father had refused to part with his only daughter and Aliena could take comfort in the fact that she’d still be surrounded by family. The only things the  hahren had said about her intended was that he was a black smith, a good one at that. And that he was said to be handsome, not that Aliena took much note, the worry was to prominate for that.

Putting on her mothers, rough wedding silks, gave her courage, the old matterial, though fadded was more beautful than anything she had ever seen. Wild flowers were laced into her untameable tousled hair, before she was deemed suitable to meet him. Like always she was quick on her feet, it was Soris who trailed behind, always one cautious step. “-I-ah yes, I hope your trip wasn’t too tiresome.” She spoke, upon coming face to face with her future husband. dark lareg eyes, flickred about him, taking in the small details, from his equaly dark hair, to the way he said her name. 

@et-dracones

[swiftfootedtabris]

Pre Origins, Aliena was probably afraid of getting married, not because she was uneasy about the arranged marriage. (She trusted her father) But she was afraid to build a life, to raise children in such a violent and unstable world. 

[swiftfootedtabris]

♢ @ blightedhero <3

Ilivya: How long are you going to ignore me for?

Aliena: As long as I’m angry

Ilivya: how long will the anger last?

Aliena:... You shouldn’t have done that, you shouldn’t have taken the blame. Maker, you’re so young, I was going to take the responsibility for all of us, I was going to save you and Soris. you could have died Ilivya, you’re too young to die.

Ilivya: And you’re not?

Ilivya: You would have been alone.  

[uglyfade-blog]

[swiftfootedtabris]

magisterivm replied to your post: I’m not sure anyone knows what bake-off, is, but...

// watched it on air, such a good season!

I was screaming at the monstrosity that they were trying to present as a Nata, nope. Only one person got it right and you don’t get that by grilling.

[swiftfootedtabris]

inevitableking:

“You’re all going to have a fantastic time trying to trade the same thing away. Besides: I called it, it belongs to me. And I hope you all end up having to deal with an angry Qunari.

“So there.”

“I’m going to inform Shale, that you’re a lover of birds. Besides I thought we were companions, are you saying that I canont offer up my companions possessions Because that HARDLY seems fair. I share ser flufflton with you, you could share your castle with me.”

“It’s okay I forgive the selfishness just because, fluffles and I miss Sten dearly. Maybe we should just trade you for Shale...”

[fiveboos]

I’m not sorry

[swiftfootedtabris]

I’m not sure anyone knows what bake-off, is, but I’m watching it, and they are making pastel de natas and my dear god, my bfs managed to do better with a Portuguese recipe. (he can’t read or really speck Portuguese) 

[themusewhomuses]

It’s  N O T  what I dreamed of                        It’s  N O T  what I expected But it’s enough, I am…                                 C O N T E N T

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