#tofeign

[deathsmark-blog]

not everything from tevinter is terrible. some of us have fought for aeons against this sort of madness.

aesthetic meme ; tofeign

[spireborn]

can i s en d,,, note

        dorian,

       it’s going to hurt when i leave. i’ll be leaving behind many people. i’ll be leaving behind you. you’ve been important to me, you’ve helped me even when i didn’t ask for help but you saw i needed it. but now i’m asking you not to follow me. don’t try to help me. it’ll hurt you, me being gone. like it’d hurt to lose anyone you care about. you’ve been... more than just an ally. you’ve been a friend. a brother.

       i left my hat upstairs in the tavern. take it and remember me always. not many will mourn my loss, but i know you will.

                                                                       - cole

[belliiigerence-blog]

tofeign replied to your post: tofeign replied to your post: eggaf re...

stares into the distance as a single tear rolls off my face && onto the maker forsaken soil………. the maker casts his eyes away from us on this day…..

LOUDER SLURPING NOISES

[belliiigerence-blog]

tofeign replied to your post: eggaf replied to your post: who the fu...

don’t slurp u nasty

slurps loudly

[ofwalks-a-blog]

& tofeign 

There is a darkening scowl upon dry lips, eyes crinkled with concentration and ill-fated thoughts. He admits, with sight locked upon darker skin and ears trained towards  the accentuated words, that he worries for this man. That he worries for them all within his presence.      ‘ And here I had believed Tevinter uncilivised.          It seems you are, in fact, capable of conversation.          Forgive me for thinking otherwise. ‘

[spireborn]

        ` DORIAN, WHAT’S IT like? ` the query is quiet, barely a whisper. cole stands behind him in the library, hands fumbling before him. ` being... fancying... you know. `

[bloodiedclaws-blog]

     tofeign 

           ❛   hey ‘vint. i got a question for you. you a necromancer, yea?   ❜

[semiaqun]

layne & dorian banter. B)

let’s banter

Dorian: Will you ever stop calling me the Vint?Layne: Will you ever stop being one?Dorian: That is like my asking if you’ll ever grow taller.Layne: Oh - ouch, I’m mortally wounded.Layne: Perhaps I should work on my aim with my knives.Dorian: You’ve already ruined the covers of a few well made books.Layne: That’s because you moved out of the way.Dorian: Shame your wit isn’t as sharp as those knives you treasure so.