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impromptu  starter  call  for  destiny / skyrim / fallout / or anything space tbh.

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give me a yeah, you’re dating my best friend but i fuck you better thread

and a my parents hate you so im going to sneak you in at night for quiet sexy time thread

or a wow sexual tension is totally there but were both chicken shit thread

also give me a you’re really innocent and i find that hot as fuck so let me taint you thread

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 the  beginnings  and  ends  of  shadow  lie  between  the  light  and  darkness  and  may  be  infinitely  diminished  and  infinitely  increased.     shadow  is  the  means  by  which  bodies  display  their  form.     the  forms  of  bodies  could  not  be  understood  in  detail  but  for  shadow     /     canon  divergent  morrigan.     written  by  reese.

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me:    wants to make a destiny/star wars muse. but wants to reboot canon eric from divergent. also wants to make zodiac killer & hayden christensen as fc. SOMEBODY KICK MY ASS.

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             I am tainted and happiness and peace of mind were never meant for me.                   ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯           

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i am… how u say… goddamn losing it lads

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goldenhaircd  x

         “I don’t think anything does the real Fade justice.”  Could one even speak of something real in that place? While they have been there physically… Could anyone doubt that this was the fade indeed? “I don’t think any book could describe it. Be happy you have not seen it with your own eyes, the real Fade is not the kind of place any sane person could enjoy.” 

   “  is  it  really  one  big  nightmare?  i          ”    words  cut  off  after  she  finishes  the  last  few  paragraphs  of  yet  another  fruitless  book.  maker  only  knows  she���s  had  a  few  close  run  ins  with  the  fade,  but  only  in  a  lucid  dream.       “  i’m  almost  tempted  to  find  the  warden  clarel  and  make  a  bargin  .”    a  bargin  to  possibly  make  an  appearance  into  the  nightmarish  realm;   she’s  not  afraid  to  be  lost  in  the  unknown.

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I felt like a flower Trying to grow from the pavement And they would walk all over me I felt like a snowflake In the middle of the desert Wishing I melt, so I could be free

Immortal by Kerli (via strangeentity)

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vvitchiisms  x

      she’s always hated the fallow mire. even before all this hole in       the sky shit, she hated it. she still remembers passing through       with her father when she was nine, and trying to wade through       the swamps in one of her nicest dresses. her father had said       her almost drowning had been the worst part of the trip, but       she had argued that ruining her dress was. she still has it hung       up somewhere, fourteen years later, determined to get the mud       stains out of it. she expects to meet civilians, wild beasts, and the       awful stench of swamp water in the mire. she doesn’t expect       walking corpses and a woman wandering alone amongst them.       ❝ you shouldn’t linger here, it’s not safe, ❞ she calls out to her, in       earnest.

@blkmagics ♡‘d for a starter

     “  but  i  live  here.  away  from  the  wars.  have  you  run  into  the  avaars  ?”     it’s  always  raining  and  void  of  sunlight  in  the  fallow  mire.  perfect  for  apostates  of  all  kinds  to  hide  away  from  the  rebellion  and  war  alike.  the  corpses  became  the  main  populace  of  this  marsh  due  to  teegan’s  insatiable  desire  to  raise  someone  in  particular.  a  spirit  that  continually  eludes  her  magic.  the  avaar  leave  her  be,  and  that  respect  is  reciprocated.  as  for  this  wanderer,  the  nevarran  sees  only  purity.   bangles  with  summon  crystals  chime  once  they  collide;  arms  cross  whilst  attempting  to  read  her  soul.

       “  i’m  quite  safe           ( eyes  squint )  ..  perhaps  you  are  not  .”

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i have a huge thing for neck kisses, breathe on my neck and i’m already gone

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    “  so.. iron  bull          where  are  the  chargers  going  off  to  next?   i’d  like  to  travel  along,  if  you’re  okay  with  a  mortalitasi .”   skyhold  grows  boring,  and  teegan  has  already  read  every  book  within  the  compound.   she’s  craving  for  action,  ways  to  get  her  hands  dirty.

@beefcakequnari  

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punk gf smorches goth gf, read all abt it!

     “  careful         getting  caught  with  a  magic  born  is  gonna’  cause  some  problems  .”      not  that  aranea  cares.

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baewind x

    grunts tiredly.

   sighs  lovingly.

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royalwarden  ( alistair. )

       ❛   you  and  me  both.   ❜   now  that  he  knows  loghain  is  so  close  to  him,   almost  within  his  reach   —-   he’s  hardly  been  able  to  concentrate  on  anything  else   !   he  lets  out  a  sigh  and  turns  his  head  slightly  to  face  her.   alistair’s  mind  is  a  jumble  right  now   —-   the  blight,   loghain.   if  only  he  could  escape  it,   even  if  it  were  just  for  a  moment.   ❛   i  hardly  expect  him  to  be  civil.   if  we  are,   the  maker  has  truly  blessed  us.   ❜

    “  we’ll  take  him  down,  right?  even  if  that  would  make  you  the  next  king  ..”     politics  makes  her  head  spin  just  as  much  as  the  spirits  do.  the  constant  requests  that  have  recently  gone  unanswered,  drive  the  lady  a  little  mad.  &  if  she’s  not  too  careful,  her  own  body  gets  as  cold  as  a  corpse.  one  hand   readily  ignites  a  flame  once  a  small  distance  from  alistair.       

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friendly reminder that teegan has the ability to raise the dead, but is often scolded for the person(s) being incomplete. as they are. these people may look like the previous beloved, but aren’t all in tact. memories are mostly gone, personalities are just about nonexistent, and they’re somewhat hostile. witchcraft / blood magic / dark arts have negative effects. the only way said person can come back with the majority of their self returned, is if they are extremely powerful themselves. while her cult’s mummification preserves the body perfectly, the mind and heart are almost shattered.  

 if  you  break  a  mirror,  put  the  pieces  back  together,   is  it  completely  fixed?  no.  

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cannot find hoodie again, uses slytherin robe to walk dog instead.