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BACK AT IT AGAIN IN THE RPC ! this is a SERA roleplay blog from bioware’s dragon age: inquisition - - so if you like archery, sass, and lesbianism, this might be the blog for you !
( indie. private. semi-selective. written by ARTY. )
okay so if i do come back it’ll be on a different blog, starting over from scratch bc i’m a little freaked abt that anon asking abt an ex friend so uh. i’ll work on archiving this one and start setting up a new one.
Sera, queen of headshots.
date an elf who gets in all kinds of trouble
so yeah i’m uh. strongly debating coming back to the DARPC because i’ve really missed sera and all yall. would....ppl still be interested in me possibly coming back (knowing it would be like, fairly low-activity probably honestly)?
(Hey I hope this is ok to ask but I've been out of the loop a while why arent you and Cinneidigh friends now???)
so i logged into this blog for literally the first time in over a year (yes i am debating coming back to the dragon age rpc fjdkaldsj) and uh. this is a REALLY weird question to send someone on anon on their roleplay blog....like.......there’s a few people i can imagine this being and i want contact with none of them so.
kink: having someone run their fingers through the hair on the side of my head while I fall asleep
For anon~
I wonder what got them so upset?
Quick sera portrait cause i havent drawn dragon age in AGES
You know you’ve been playing too much Dragon Age when your first thought upon seeing this photo is “oh shit red lyrium”
Iiiiit’s time for a modern Sera! Or more like Sera wearing my clothes 😆
For derryday, for being such a cupcake. ♡
@unclfy
xx. Dragon Age - Zevran Quotes
[Shirt]
deathless ♚ sentence meme
mitchellwrites:
You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.
You are going to break your promise. I understand.
You’re lonely too.
It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be.
I am a demanding creature. I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable.
I am your servant.
I crawl at your feet; for before your love, your kisses, I am debased.
For you alone I will be weak.
I belong here, and you will not deny me.
I say these things, and the world listens.
I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried.
In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold.
I will not let her speak because I love her, and when you love someone, you do not make them tell war stories.
I moved the earth and the water for you.
You will always run away with her.
You will always lose her.
You will always be a fool.
You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear.
You have already done all of this and will do it again.
No one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough.
We look terrible to you, and severe, and you see our blood flying.
What we carry between us is hard-won, and we made it just as we wished it to be, just the color, just the shape.
There need never be any rules between us.
Let us be greedy together; let us hoard.
Do not leave me, swear that you will never leave me.
I am selfish. I am cruel. My mate cannot be less than I.
Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight.
I can’t abide a poor liar.
You look like a winter’s night. I could sleep inside the cold of you.
Oh, quit that. Blushing is for virgins and Christians.
Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me.
Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing.
In his own country, Death can be kind.
What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists?
Men die. It’s practically what they’re for.
I am no one; I am nothing.
Nothing in me was not made by you.
A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief.
Just tell yourself a story that’ll satisfy you and pretend he told it.
Forever isn’t bright; it isn’t like that. Forever is cold and hard and final.
I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived.
If you want to kill yourself, do not use us as your knife.
What did I do wrong? Was I boring? Did I ignore you?
Don’t you dare speak to me like that.
I have worn nothing but blood and death for years.
I have fought all your battles for you, just as you asked me.
I have learned not to cry when I strangle a man.
I have learned to watch everything die.
I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too.
Are we not devils?
No one is now what they were before the war.
I have not seen you without your skin on.
Close up your head; your brain is getting loose.
We obsess. It’s in our nature.
I’ve a devil of a habit for being right.
In war you must always choose sides.
If you try to be a bridge laid down between them, they will tear you in half.
We are all dead. All equal. Broken and aimless and believing we are alive.
My old bones will follow yours soon enough.
It is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair.
I will see him with his skin off before I agree to fall in love.
After love, no one is what they were before.
I have survived, but I have not been spared.
In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you.
Frighten me, make me cry, only come back.
It’s not so bad, my darling. Being dead. It’s like being alive, only colder.
You’ll think it’s love, while he dines on your heart.
You will be so beautiful when you are old.
I cannot keep you and I cannot let you go.
You will live as you live in any world…with difficulty, and grief.
I look at you and it is like my throat being cut.
She said you’d come and I swore to eat your heart.
I still want to kiss you.
My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it.
What happens to anything beautiful?
I have to know, I have to or else you will just rule me until the end of everything because you know and I do not.
She’s a mess of gorgeous chaos and you can see it in her eyes.
Charles Bukowski (via wordsnquotes)
