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when filters make u look much more chibi than u actually are: an autobiography
‘it was the happiest i had ever seen you.’ she's talking about callisto, alistair.
THE SUN AND HER FLOWERS↳ accepting // @valkury
Alistair cleared his throat as a flush began to creep up his neck from underneath the furs of his coat. He tugged at the edge of the fabric as if by doing so he could alleviate his flustered state; he’d never really been well versed in getting the words right to express his emotions. ❛ I, er–can EXPLAIN, Inquisitor? ❜ How in the world he planned to explain why he’d been stealing one of the Inquisition’s best and brightest mages to stare at the way her face lit up when she smiled was beyond him, but surely he could try to embody whatever shred of diplomacy Anora had drilled into him to make this into less of a disaster.
‘you already have everything you need within yourself.’
THE SUN AND HER FLOWERS↳ accepting // @ameridn
It was a strange feeling getting uplifting advice from someone who–by all reason and logic–should be dead. He hadn’t been there when the Inquisitor uncovered him…. the other Inquisitor… but he’d read the reports ( plucked them off Leliana’s desk in what he thought was a stealthy fashion, but he figured she’d know they were gone and who took them ).
❛ I– ❜ He squinted at the other man and crossed his hands over his chest, very deliberately closing himself off. It was probably something he needed to hear, and he would probably dwell on it for several weeks to come as he made the trip back to Denerim with nothing but the long road and mindless chitchat of the soldiers he’d brought to accompany him, but it didn’t really mean that he wanted to hear it. Sometimes he just liked to brood in his self-loathing. Guess there wasn’t going to be much of that tonight. ❛ Thank you, I think. ❜
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if u think u can just win me over with some food and a puppy … ur damn right
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devincio / cullen
it’s a near INSTINCTIVE response to stand at attention upon hearing certain voices —– and of course , the now - king alistair’s is no exception to the rule . cullen straightens , back stiff as a board as he prepares to indulge in small talk , and it’s only when alistair’s particular HUMOR begins to make itself known that the commander can allow himself to relax his stance , if only a touch . why , he even finds himself SMILING as the king looks through his bookshelf . ‘ and if I am , it’s by no choice of mine ; I wouldn’t be surprised if someone attempted to have a laugh at my expense . ’ admittedly , it’s something he doesn’t mind as much as he did before . ‘ hoping to READ them without asking the dwarf himself for a copy , your majesty ? ’
Alistair grimaced at being labeled YOUR MAJESTY in such an informal meeting, though thankfully he was turned away from Cullen. You’d think after more than ten years on the throne that he’d be used to the title but he just could never shake the feeling that he was in over his head, playing dress up in his father’s closet. Not that he’d ever gotten that experience in the first place, but he imagined that’s what it felt like--a strange sense of not belonging in the first place.
When he turned back to face Cullen, Alistair’s face was painted with an easy-going smile. ❛ C’mon Rutherfod, your majesty was my father, and besides I’ve known you far too long for such formality. ❜ Taking his stroll around the room as though he owned the place ( which he did, in fact, not ), Alistair leaned up against the desk, shifting his weight to one foot as he crossed his arms over his chest. ❛ So what do you do now? Spend all day in here planning your, er, commands? ❜
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THE SUN AND HER FLOWERS (rupi kaur) starter sentences
- ‘i deserve someone who is willing to stay.’
- ‘it isn’t what we left behind that breaks me it’s what we could have built had we stayed.‘
- ‘do you think flowers will grow here?‘
- ‘something is better than nothing.’
- ‘i thought love looked so much like you.’
- ‘maybe we are all looking at it wrong.’
- ‘love does not look like a person. love is action. love is giving all we can.‘
- ‘you will suffer the way you make me suffer.’
- ‘tell me, is there anything i can do?‘
- ‘how in the world did we get there?‘
- ‘how do we live through it?‘
- ‘i can tell when you are lying.’
- ‘we were good together, weren’t we?‘
- ‘i will be your greatest loss.’
- ‘they leave and act like it never happened.’
- ‘you will make it to the end.’
- ‘it took something human out of me.’
- ‘i used to dream of being so strong nothing could shake me.‘
- ‘you are waiting for someone who is not coming back.‘
- ‘i decorate my body in gold.’
- ‘i wash yesterday out of my hair.’
- ‘i was the warmest place and you turned me cold.’
- ‘the irony of loneliness is we all feel it at the same time.’
- ‘this place makes me that kind of exhausted that has everything to do with the people around me.’
- ‘like the rainbow after the rain joy will reveal itself after the sorrow.’
- ‘i try to rot into the earth below my feet.’
- ‘i must have done something terrible to deserve this.’
- ‘i will not subject myself to their ideology.’
- ‘nothing in this world was promised or belonged to you.’
- ‘i am both the poison and the antidote.’
- ‘i was not given the breath in my lungs to choke it out.’
- ‘what is stronger than the human heart which shatters over and over and still lives?’
- ‘you can imitate a light like mine, but you cannot become it.’
- ‘and here you are living despite it all.’
- ‘every word you say is your own responsibility .’
- ‘you need to be vulnerable to live but rough enough to survive it all.’
- ‘i am sorry this world could not keep you save.’
- ‘sacrificing yourself is not how you must show love.’
- ‘it was the happiest i had ever seen you.’
- ‘it looked like the life had been drained out of you.’
- ‘when they buried me alive i dug my way out of the ground.’
- ‘the rest of the city slept while we sat awakened.’
- ‘i have lost the best thing to have happened.’
- ‘i am solar systems away from you.’
- ‘the earth has waited its whole life for this.’
- ‘i am made of water. of course i am emotional.’
- ‘when death takes my hand i will hold you with the other.’
- ‘vulnerability is always the right choice because it is easy to be cold.’
- ‘mint chocolate chip ice cream will fix just about everything.’
- ‘if we can’t learn to be kind to each other how will we ever learn to be kind to ourselves?’
- ‘life and death are old friends and i am the conversation between them.’
- ‘to hate is an easy lazy thing. to love takes strength.‘
- ‘trust your body. it reacts to right and wrong better than your mind does.’
- ‘the day you have everything i hope you remember the day when you had nothing.’
- ‘it is a trillion-dollar industry that would collapse if we believed we were beautiful enough already.’
- ‘you already have everything you need within yourself.’
- ‘you can keep your lies.’
- ‘they threw us in a pit to end each other.’
- ‘this is the legacy we’ll leave behind.‘
- ‘i love you too much to remain quiet as you weep.‘
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cigydd-a-deactivated20191016
COME BACK ; COME BACK TO ME ! / A MAN TAKES HIS SADNESS DOWN TO THE RIVER AND THROWS IT IN THE RIVER / BUT THEN HE'S STILL LEFT / WITH THE RIVER. A MAN TAKES HIS SADNESS AND THROWS IT AWAY / BUT THEN HE'S STILL LEFT WITH HIS HANDS. ©
i didn’t die i promise
@avrorean ❤‘d
❛ I don’t like this, ❜ he said, his tone uncharacteristically firm as he nodded towards the Deep Roads entrance he was sure they were going to have to enter. ❛ Why did Branka have to go and get herself lost down there? You know what’s down there, Nanna? BAD THINGS. Bad things are in the Deep Roads. ❜
@andrastegraced ❤‘d
❛ Did you ever think you’d end up here? ❜ Alistair’s question was but a WHISPER that floated in between the words of other people speaking in the tower. The rookery there in Skyhold was definitely a sight to behold, something he could only liken to the rookery in Weisshaupt, but even that didn’t compare. It had been years since he’d spoken to Sister Leliana, and she definitely had a different air about her than he remembered. Gone was the velvety porcelain skin replaced with shadows under her eyes and creases in her forehead. He understood. He lacked sleep these days too.
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❛ ― IN MY SECRET CLUB, THE CODE PHRASE IS JUST TWO WORDS: AWESOME, AND ME.
@devincio ❤‘d
❛ Quite the upgrade you have here, ❜ Alistair said, finding himself leaning against the frame of one of the doors to Cullen’s shiny new office. ❛ I’d almost be jealous but it looks like you have a hole in your roof. ❜ He gestured up towards the sunlight pouring down through the hole and spilling all over the ladder down towards where they were standing. ❛ Can’t imagine anything in KIRKWALL this nice. ❜ There was a chuckle that escaped his lips as he moved forward inside the office and started thumbing through the other man’s collection of books. ❛ You’re not hiding any of Varric’s serials in here, are you? ❜
#devincio#✱ ❛ sᴛᴀʀs ɢʟɪsᴛ'ɴɪɴɢ ᴀs ᴊᴇᴡᴇʟs ғʀᴏᴍ ʀɪɴɢs ‘ᴘᴏɴ ʜɪs ғɪɴɢᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʀᴏᴡɴ 'ᴘᴏɴ ʜɪs ʙʀᴏᴡ ⦁ KING ALISTAIR#✱ ❛ ɢʟᴏʀʏ! ɢʟᴏʀʏ! ɢʟᴏʀʏ! ʜᴀɪʟ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀᴋᴇʀ ᴍᴏsᴛ ʜɪɢʜ! ⦁ THREADS#i'm p sure he's getting kink shamed#also if al doesn't find the lusty argonian maid you bet your ass he's putting it there#prank wars thedas edition
@valkury ❤‘d
Being back at Haven was SURREAL. Even though Anora had insisted he go for his own benefit and the fact that she’d made a gaggle of guards and advisers go with him, something still felt off about it. Maybe it was the shivers that still chased up his spine thinking about the cultists who had held Brother Gevinti hostage when he’d come too close of discovering the URN OF SACRED ASHES. Their old practices were moot now, considering the fact that the temple had been put on display as a pilgrimage not soon after. By his own choice, Alistair had little say in the matter, and left it to Anora to decide what Fereldan’s king would do with it.
He’d been standing near the entrance, mostly admiring the craftsmanship of their blacksmith at the Inquisition when he spotted the acclaimed Herald herself having what looked like a heated discussion with his old friend. Didn’t look like something he particularly wanted to get involved in, but he needed to speak with someone and he couldn’t seem to get an audience with their diplomat, and Leliana had been otherwise indisposed.
❛ Do you have a moment? ❜ His inquiry was friendly and warm, as he didn’t really see a need to be as FORMAL as he probably should be in such a setting. ❛ I--ah, I could come seek you another time if this isn’t a good time... ❜
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ayy small starter call!!
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ayy small starter call!!
❛ fake happiness beats genuine misery. ❜ ( from varric ! )
A SOFTER THEDAS ↳ accepting // @devincio
The time between leaving the fade–leaving his father, leaving the life he could have enjoyed if he were a different person–and then easing Isabela’s ship back into the docks near Denerim felt like a LIFETIME. He spent most of the time in his own head, naturally, and despite persistent attempts by Isabela to get him to relax, he remained rigid. Varric wasn’t what he’d call a friend, but it felt out of place to call him an acquaintance after the ordeal they’d been through in Tevinter trying to find Maric. He really ought to thank the pair, but didn’t really have the words to express his gratitude, not in a way that made sense, at least.
When they were docked and Alistair had gathered his things, Varric clasped his elbow, causing him to stop and turn. The words he spoke cut through the haze he’d been walking through since leaving the fade, causing the King to squint down at him. It took a moment to gather himself enough for a COHERENT response, but he nodded, looking out towards the city. ❛ Or we could just ignore everything until our problems become wildly unpredictable. ❜ There was a small smile that played at the corners of his mouth, a real one but it was tinged with sadness. ❛ Seems to have worked well thus far, at any rate. ❜