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THE UNREAL IS MORE POWERFUL THAN THE REAL. BECAUSE NOTHING IS AS PERFECT AS YOU CAN IMAGINE IT. BECAUSE IT’S ONLY INTANGIBLE IDEAS, CONCEPTS, BELIEFS, FANTASIES THAT LAST. STONE CRUMBLES. WOOD ROTS. PEOPLE, WELL, THEY DIE. BUT THINGS AS FRAGILE AS A THOUGHT, A DREAM, A LEGEND, THEY CAN GO ON AND ON. IF YOU CAN CHANGE THE WAY PEOPLE THINK, THE WAY THEY SEE THEMSELVES. THE WAY THEY SEE THE WORLD. YOU CAN CHANGE THE WAY PEOPLE LIVE THEIR LIVES. THAT’S THE ONLY LASTING THING YOU CAN CREATE. // independent alistair theirin

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━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━  he is neither gentle nor kind, except in the most terrible of ways. he has the holy fire of the gods within him. where he walks power unfolds, untaming beasts, cracking temples and unfettering hearts. people follow him like sheep, and become as lions. there is love in him enough to sunder nations. in the curve of his smile, in the ripple of the violence he does upon the old world, the universe comes together again.             EXCLUSIVE ANAKIN SKYWALKER.

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THE UNREAL IS MORE POWERFUL THAN THE REAL. BECAUSE NOTHING IS AS PERFECT AS YOU CAN IMAGINE IT. BECAUSE IT’S ONLY INTANGIBLE IDEAS, CONCEPTS, BELIEFS, FANTASIES THAT LAST. STONE CRUMBLES. WOOD ROTS. PEOPLE, WELL, THEY DIE. BUT THINGS AS FRAGILE AS A THOUGHT, A DREAM, A LEGEND, THEY CAN GO ON AND ON. IF YOU CAN CHANGE THE WAY PEOPLE THINK, THE WAY THEY SEE THEMSELVES. THE WAY THEY SEE THE WORLD. YOU CAN CHANGE THE WAY PEOPLE LIVE THEIR LIVES. THAT’S THE ONLY LASTING THING YOU CAN CREATE. // independent alistair theirin

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outcast voice: alright alright alright alright alright sO I WILL BE ARCHIVING THIS BLOG. i will not be keeping the same url i know i said that recently i was gonna do something and like a bunch of shit happened but i really miss alistair and i keep getting these rad people following me i guess in hopes i’ll come back to this blog (which isn’t happening) buT I WILL move it and keep you all posted when it’s finished and i come back to darp as a whole bc i miss alistair a hell of a lot and i shouldn’t let some bad apples taint my entire experience. 

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!!!!! HEADS UP !!!!!

over the next week or so i will be doing an overhaul on this blog which will include (but is not limited to)

  • a new url
  • a new dash icon
  • a new theme
  • a new icon psd
  • unfollowing people who are inactive / i have not interacted with.

if you’d like to break mutual / unfollow me i understand. if we haven’t interacted but are mutuals also feel free to approach me for plots or like this for me to approach you. 

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!!!!! HEADS UP !!!!!

over the next week or so i will be doing an overhaul on this blog which will include (but is not limited to)

  • a new url
  • a new dash icon
  • a new theme
  • a new icon psd
  • unfollowing people who are inactive / i have not interacted with.

if you’d like to break mutual / unfollow me i understand. if we haven’t interacted but are mutuals also feel free to approach me for plots or like this for me to approach you. 

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          HE WAS MORE SURPRISED THAN ANYTHING ELSE, the feeling of Hawke’s calloused fingers pushing his apart and Hawke’s palm now pressed flat against his was something that was foreign, but not unwelcome. Alistair turned to Hawke, but didn’t say anything about their hands tangled together, lest it sound like PROTEST. He would never protest this. Hawke wasn’t looking at him, his emerald eyes plastered to the sights around them though it wasn’t really new or exciting, experiencing it LIKE THIS must have been. He glanced down then, their hands dangling between them, the space slowly minimizing as his heart beat WILDLY in his chest. A great cacophony of muscles clenching and relaxing, a great CRESCENDO of blood rushing through his veins one agonizing pump at a time. It was so loud in his own ears, he wondered if Hawke could hear it, or worse, FEEL IT.

          Before he could talk himself out of it, Alistair squeezed Hawke’s hand gently, a reassuring gesture that told Alistair the other man was actually there and not just a FIGMENT OF HIS IMAGINATION. Not just a face in dream

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        It’s almost too cruel to take advantage of such EARNEST nativity, but when has Hawke truly cared about taking advantage of people? Not often. He used the opportunity to lightly smack Alistair’s hand into his face, his laughter already spilling out before he’d even done it and only getting worse after the fact. If someone needed a description of PURE JOY they ought to look at Hawke in that very moment.

        ❛ You fell for it! ❜

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          HAWKE’S LAUGHTER ALMOST made it worth it. It wasn’t often he got papped in the face and then got laughed at because of it. If it had been anyone but Hawke, Alistair would have likely been offended, but Garrett had always been a joker and it was one of the many things they SHARED. As it stood, it was hard to keep the grin off his lips and laughter out of his throat and he shrugged the initial shock off. ❝ Because I have BAD LUCK apparently! ❞

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rules: tag 9 people you want to get to know better. tagged by: @youriinquisitorialness

relationship status: ??????????????????? good question my dude pets: i have two trouble maker cats wake up time: lmfao when ever i wake up honestly. it just depends cats or dogs: BOTH ARE GOOD coke or pepsi: coke text or call: uh both honestly. sometimes it’s easier to text but i love calls. i love talkng to people chapstick or lipstick: both! it just depends on my look

tagging: whoever wants to can use me as their tagger

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tagged by:  @dalcthin I’M 5 YEARS LATE BUT THANK U MY DUDE full name: Alistair (Theirin is only added if he’s king) gender & sexuality: Male / Bisexual pronouns: He / Him / His ethnicity/species: Elf blooded (half human / half elf)  birthplace & birthdate: 9:10 Dragon around or in Redcliffe village guilty pleasures: humming catchy tavern tunes, fine cheeses, being the little spoon phobias: abandonment, the calling what they would be famous for: being the alistair that helped stop the blight what have they / would they have gotten arrested for: smarting off to  a guard character you ship them with: uhhh in canon hawke easy. also the right warden or inquisitor character most likely to murder them: LMFAO morrigan least favourite book cliché: the damsel in distress talents and/or powers: v good with sword play and dispelling mage powers, u know usual templar stuff why someone might love them:I mean if you ask alistair there isn’t a reason, if someone does love him he’s amazed. waking up every morning is an experience because he remembers that there’s someone who cares about his life above theirs and it’s incredible. so someone would probably love him for his childlike wonder and uncanny ability to get flustered at everything. why someone might hate them: He’s naive, he’s sarcastic. He doesn’t take things seriously. He’s exhausting. He isn’t always in a good headspace to talk about the things he needs to talk about and almost never opens up about what he’s been through unless he feels incredibly comfortable with you or you’ve known him long enough. how they change: As he grows older, Alistair never loses his sense of humor, but rather grows into a more mature version of himself. He’s more confident in his abilities and knows what needs to be done. Gone is the awkward teenage boy who didn’t know how to explain his feelings to anyone, and we welcome the man who knows his place in society and is still kind hearted and joyful and knows how to love with his entire being. why you love them: I love alistair because he’s proof that you can be treated like shit your whole life and come out on top. you can be abandoned and fucked up and force fed a doctrine you don’t always agree with and you can take it in stride (of course tripping along the way everyone does) you can be better than those before you. Alistair honestly was my first bioware luv. my first bioware bf and so like when it came to joining darp of course i would make an blog for him. he is the light of my life.

Tagging: @illustrioxs @stellaluminis @miiserably @theeternalsun @fademarking & whoever else wants to???????

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The woman that walks into the Hanged Man is a sight, bedraggled and scruffy, like a rat that’s been soaking in the bilge for a week. Her ripped, weather-beaten smock is stained with soot from Lowtown’s chimneys and her boots, while of fine leather, are well-worn and crudely patched in a number of places. Her bearing, however, is PROUD, even arrogant, and she strides into the tavern like she owns the place.                                                                                  ( graphics made by jager )

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THE UNREAL IS MORE POWERFUL THAN THE REAL. BECAUSE NOTHING IS AS PERFECT AS YOU CAN IMAGINE IT. BECAUSE IT’S ONLY INTANGIBLE IDEAS, CONCEPTS, BELIEFS, FANTASIES THAT LAST. STONE CRUMBLES. WOOD ROTS. PEOPLE, WELL, THEY DIE. BUT THINGS AS FRAGILE AS A THOUGHT, A DREAM, A LEGEND, THEY CAN GO ON AND ON. IF YOU CAN CHANGE THE WAY PEOPLE THINK, THE WAY THEY SEE THEMSELVES. THE WAY THEY SEE THE WORLD. YOU CAN CHANGE THE WAY PEOPLE LIVE THEIR LIVES. THAT’S THE ONLY LASTING THING YOU CAN CREATE. // art
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