so long, honey!

indie multi-muse by tess including both canons & original characters

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hey so royce is goin back on his old blog bc he deserves it n i luv him

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anyway if y’all r missin me u can find me at @curatiive & soon enough also at @cultwed nice !

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@porticosdaughter. cont.

royce pulls a face, wrinkles up his nose, tries not to think too hard about the way things are going. the city can’t be this bad forever, he knows, but it’ll have to get worse before it gets better. that he’s certain of. it means nothing good for mages like him, he knows that too. 

part of him wants to ask if she would come with him if he left. mum’s talking about heading west, see, and i thought maybe, if you’d want to, you could tag along. the words don’t find his lips, though. instead, he busies himself taking a sip of his now-too-warm drink. he could never ask such a thing of her. 

and maybe he’s scared of the answer he might get.

          ‘ dunno how you see it, ’ he admits quietly. ‘ but i do love that about you. i do. --do you really think that, or are you just trying to make me feel better? ’ 

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public service announcement that royce is the best and deserves the world and i’m so proud of him 

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marbledichor.

@traumcs || sister sister !

              “ The more we walk into this creepy cave, I’m starting to think the Remnants really liked placing their super important stuff in dark and damp places. ”

      ‘ we should ask peebee. ’ she’s sort of kidding. yasmin doesn’t really care, even if it is a bit cute to see peebee geek out. ‘ but i bet you fifty credits it’s for the aesthetic and the creep factor and not because they love caves or whatever. ’ 

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saintspoken.

     ‘ if we can pretend everything’s cool, that’d be great. ‘  his eyes are downcast, expression less than gleeful – it wouldn’t take an empath to see diego’s in his feelings. he leans onto her shoulder, neither making eye contact nor looking at anything in particular. quick to change his mind :  ‘ boys suck. ‘

funnily enough, nina has never had any boy trouble before in her entire life. she’s never actually successfully dated anybody in her life before either, so she’s not exactly the best sibling to run to. except for the fact that she can totally understand your feelings, albeit in an entirely different way. 

she figures she can roll with it. for the sake of making him feel better. and because she really does love him to pieces.

     ‘ do you wanna talk about it, buddy? or we can just eat ice cream and watch spongebob. ’ 

[thosechangingtrees]

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saintspoken.

     alistair’s jaw drops, a mixture of genuine offense and humor painting his face in some ridiculous expression. maker, cousland doesn’t mince his words, does he?  ‘ you know, here i thought i was doing everyone a great service. leliana even complimented me the other night. — i should have figured she was merely being polite. ‘ 

      ‘ you should, yes. ’ his face is harsh and stony, but balfour is only teasing. probably. there’s a tiny little glint in his eyes that gives him away, though perhaps he and alistair haven’t known each other long enough for him to be able to recognise such a thing. oh well. ‘ i suppose you did your best with what we have-- is it really necessary for us to suffer these awful conditions? we’re wardens. surely somebody will take us in. cook us a proper meal. ’

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windblowns.

          she isn’t sadie – that’s right ! but she does have a strong enough connection to her, which would explain her presence in the apartment right now. eyes glued to her auto-harp, there appears the twinge of a smile. “me ‘n everyone this side of the block.”

great. he’d go all flushed, if he were the kind of person to do that sort of thing. luckily, he’s not, so jude gets away with a slight shuffle and what he hopes is a silent agreement to never mention that... whatever that was ever again. 

     ‘ you must be edie then, yeah? ’ call it an educated guess. there are about twenty names he could’ve picked out of thin air. ‘ i’m jude. good to meet you finally. ’ 

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miistergraves.

“I didn’t.” Percival furrowed his brow slightly, eyeing the man. He’d evidently stepped into the wrong bakery. The creature shaped pastries had been SUSPECT, certainly, and now this man was somewhat familiar. From the case file. They’d never met in person. Well, he supposed the no-maj had seen him before. “I’ll just take a croissant.”

the itch remains, vague and leaving him very much feeling like he’s left the stove on at home or something. he shakes it off-- tries to, at least-- and nods his head, focuses on boxing up this one, lonely croissant. 

     ‘ that be all, sir? ’ 

he might’ve asked do i know you, but the words never occur to him. if he knows this face, it’s in some long forgotten dream, and that’s where he’ll stay. not that you can say the same for all these fantastical creatures he’s making into pastries, of course, but the closest he’s going to get to something like this man is... in gingerbread. 

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Cooking Sentence Starters

“Wow! I didn’t know you could cook.” “This tastes amazing!” “Did you follow a recipe?” “Do you need a taste tester?” “Can I have some of that?” “Wait, wait. You made this for me?” “This is really delicious.” “Can I get some of the leftovers? Please?” “Why haven’t you opened your own restaurant?” “Could I get the recipe?” “You’ve got to tell me how to make this!” “Can I get seconds?” “Yeah! More, please!” “I kinda feel bad for eating it. It’s like art!” “Wait, this needs to go on Instagram!” “Oh man. I couldn’t eat another bite!” “My compliments to the chef~” “This is the best meal I’ve ever had!” “These flavors blend perfectly together!” “Mm, I love savory / sweet / spicy / etc. dishes!” “I wish I could have your cooking every day.” “This is way to sweet / sour / bitter / spicy / etc.!” “Hrm… I think it needs more salt/sugar/spice/etc..” “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t tell you, but I’m allergic to ____.” “No, it’s fine! Just a little burnt on the bottom, that’s all.” “It’s definitely an…interesting texture.” “Oh, I already ate.” “What do you mean? It’s…it’s great! Really!” “I’m sorry, I really can’t eat this…” “It’s inedible, frankly.” “Hey, don’t worry! You’ll do better next time.” “Please follow the recipe next time.” “Yeah, no, baking is not your thing.” “Just stick to using the microwave, okay?” “I mean it’s not the worst thing I’ve had…” “Whoa! This is seriously undercooked!” “If I get salmonella from this or something…”

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absumpsi.

              ❝ No. ❞ Yes; she was utterly terrified. That small light on his phone was all that was keeping her from falling to her knees and hyperventilating. A cold-blooded assassin and she was scared of the dark. She is gripping his arm a little tighter than she should be, using the excuse of him leading her through the shadows.

              ❝ Did you hear that ? Because I heard that. ❞ Amelia tried to hide the tinge of PANIC. ❝ This place isn’t, like, haunted… right ? ❞

he gives her a look that can only be described as incredulous. now, tommy’s as superstitious as anybody who believes in any higher power, but he has to draw the line at ghosts and shite like that. it’s all fake, things made up purely for scary stories and shitty horror movies nobody wants to have to think too hard about. 

an amused look might flicker across his face, but only for a second. he asks, with a straight face:

     ‘ you know there’s no such thing as ghosts, right? ’ 

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first, there’s an opportunity. and then there’s a betrayal. written by tess.

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@saintspoken | u kno The One. pc | nina.

    ‘ hey, so-- are we pretending everything’s cool or, like, are you wanting to talk about these super-downer feelings or--? ’ she is, of course, assuming they’re coming from him. ‘ it’s cool either way. you know i love you, right? i just-- wanna know what page we’re on. ’ 

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this is a permanent starter call for nina vargas. you can find her verses here.

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