#standbetween

[thanflowers]

elspeth watching thom @standbetween​ and mal @starlyht​ interact during the blight

[seriouslyaliens]

       “It’s like a—tear in the fabric of space itself.” The Doctor gapes for a moment or two longer before turning to the Warden. “Would you believe I have actually seen its like before?” 

@standbetween​​ — call.

[divinesleft]

standbetween asked: ❤ + @chiefambassador​ ! send me a url and i’ll write some positivity

um we been knew that i absolutely adore vae and everything they do. i miss seeing them on the dash every single day but i know they’re out there being amazing and making everybody’s day brighter where ever they are. on this specific blog i do gotta say i absolutely ADORE vae’s characterization of josephine and she’s leliana’s ride or die for always.

[hxllblazer-a]

@standbetween​​

“Twisted reflection this, mindless monster that, only thing your lot’s gotten right is you really shouldn’t trust us.”

[summonsun]

"i sleep like shit, too."

the witcher s2 sentence starters

“clearly,”   she responded,   only half-joking.  alina wasn’t sure how long she had been perched there like that,   chin resting on the cold stone of the battlements.   a blanket was draped around her shoulders over a tattered cloak.   she straightened now,   bunching each layer tighter against her frame.   “lucky me,   i’ll be trying to get some sleep while you’re shouting loud enough at our new recruits to wake the dead.”   wouldn’t have been the first time.

[scapedgrace]

       “My brother’s a Warden, too.” Hawke picks absently at their nails. “I, er, had a friend grab him and take him north when I heard things were going strange, though.” And the more they hear about what’s been going on, the gladder they are Carver didn’t put up a fight. 

@standbetween​ — call.

[eurosleazarchive]

@standbetween​ liked.   ( track : bad habit -- steve lacy )

“ -- i bite my tongue, it's a bad habit. ”

[archaeval]

pecks jane on top of her head ! proud of his lil knight /:

kiss the spider baby || accepting!

JANE GRINS PROUDLY, CLUTCHING THE SHORTSWORD as if it were precious as gold. She’d been entrusted with the important task of holding it for Ser Thom as he went about his preparations, and had been careful not to let even the smallest bit of dirt get on the sheath or hilt while in her care. “I told you I could do it,” she said, accepting his affection with pride. “I’ll be a swordsman just like you before you know it.”