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Helena Amell - Emprise du Lion

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† 𝚂𝙾𝚄𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙽  𝙶𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙲 sentence starters ... featuring sentence starters with southern gothic undertones and themes. please use as purposed, do not replicate or alter for any reason. this is likely one part of many. enjoy!

“ this place isn't like it used to be. ” “ this town... there's something wrong with it. ” “ put the gun down. ” “ i've seen that face before. just not on anyone living. ” “ what's buried out back? ” “ i don't think we're out here alone. ” “ this place ain't cursed. curses wear out. this place is hungry. ” “ you shouldn't be here after dark. ” “ you see that? someone's watching us. ” “ he left his shadow behind. i see it walking sometimes. ” “ it's been quiet. too quiet. ” “ whatever you do, don't follow the lights. ” “ why does this town feel... different today? ” “ someone's been leaving flowers on her grave again. ” “ he sort of just... vanished. ” “ stay away from that well. ” “ what's that smell? it smells like something's rotting. ” “ i've never seen that road before. ” “ you shouldn't be here after dark. ” “ i swear i locked the door... ” “ the river only takes what it's owed. ” “ the dog don't go near the wood line anymore. ” “ why's it so cold all of a sudden? ” “ that's not rain... ” “ i thought i just saw you outside... but you're here? ” “ they were here. i can feel it. ” “ if you hear singing down by the water, turn around. ” “ granddaddy always said if the crows stop circling, it's too late. ” “ i met him in the graveyard. ” “ the picture fell again. ” “ don't look behind you. ” “ it's been raining for three days straight. ” “ there's always been this weird smell in the air. ” “ i've heard rumors about this place. ” “ this house was built on blood. ” “ someone's buried under the porch. ”

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by johns_plant_adventures

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#me going through the horrors

Buffy the Vampire Slayer – 6.04: Flooded

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seeking, yearning, reaching hands

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"Narnia! It's all in the wardrobe just like I told you!"

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THE WITCHER (2019) | Triss Merigold

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(Question fairy here — because who doesn’t love getting asked about their characters?)

What’s their most embarrassing reflex they wish they didn’t have?

What makes them blush harder: physical touch, compliments, or being called out?

Are they sneezy in certain seasons? Do they suffer in spring or winter?

Have they ever had to cover up a loud stomach growl during an important moment?

Do they twitch while falling asleep — and does it wake them up?

Hi! I've been very slow, but let's do this!

Helena frosts over! When she's startled, flustered, or feels threatened, a layer of frost forms over her skin. It's an instant chill for her and drops the temperature around her a bit. It's an instinctual response, too, she can't train herself out of it. All she can do is train herself to not be startled.

Compliments make Helena's brain short-circuit unless she's like "yeah, I am great, aren't I?" but she's very bad at that during DAO times, especially. No blush for compliments, just blank stares. I'm not sure what you mean by 'called out' making someone blush. Depending on the touch, though? You hook her chin? Run a finger along her jaw? That'll get her flustered.

She sneezes more during the fall/autumn. While she used to have hayfever, the Joining cured her of allergies. However, temperature shifts can get her sneezing! She's also prone to very minor nosebleeds in drier times.

Nope, she doesn't tend to let herself get to the point where she's really hungry. The closest she would have come is when she was on the run in Origins, when food was scarcer due to lack of money and options.

She does! Well, she has that falling feeling and jolts awake sometimes. It's not the worst. She settles quickly after. She more twitches in her sleep due to nightmares, but that doesn't wake her.

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Trista Mateer, from "Aphrodite Made Me Do It," originally published in 2019

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freya mavor as liz henshaw in ‘sunshine on leith’

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Dragon Age: Inquisition | ▶ dev. Bioware

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Okay, so I did a REALLY CRAPPY scar map for Helena.

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Merlin 2x03 The Nightmare Begins

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sten likes swords, cookies, and getting his ass handed to him

sten what the fuck

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Maker, she was grateful as his arms slipped about her. There wasn't any hesitation or rejection. Alistair was letting her hide her face against him as if no time had passed. Helena could deal with the implications of that later on. She'd sort through what it meant that when she'd been broken, her first thought of safety had been him and that he'd taken her into his arms just like she'd hoped.

Luckily, no one was there to see this. It wasn't just for her sake that it was lucky. Sure, she didn't want people seeing the Hero of Ferelden and former Inquisitor's hard, poised exterior shattering--- but she was still just a mage. Things had changed, but she doubted a mage clinging to the King of Ferelden would be any less controversial.

Talk to him. Maker, how did she even do that? Where did she start? They hadn't even counted as friends for over a decade, by this point. Eyes pressed tight and she clenched her jaw. She needed to compose herself. That was important, even here. They weren't the besotted young adults able to tell each other anything and everything anymore.

Forcing her body to still, her head pulled back a bit to look up at Alistair. "---I'm sorry. For showing up in this way. Things... things went poorly at the Exalted Council..." Where to begin? "We disbanded the Inquisition. That was the plan, though, that was fine, but it... it was attacked. A Qunari invasion attempt." Bit by bit. One step at a time. The most believable parts first. Would he believe her about Solas? Surely...

It was possible he could feel it. It was hidden by a cloak, but something would feel odd with his arms about her. A part of her was missing. Half her left arm, gone. "Things got out of hand."

     TO SAY THE LAST TWELVE years had not quite been what he had expected when he had gone through the Joining two years before that, may be an understatement. Becoming a Grey Warden had been enough purpose in his life. Had it not been for Helena, he would have never even thought of taking the crown. Let Anora Mac Tir have it, and choke on it for all he’d have cared. But she had convinced him.

     And then his life had collapsed a little further when they had split. And it had been all his own fault. He should have fought harder to make them happen, no matter what everybody else thought. No matter what it looked like to keep a mage lover. No matter what Eamon had told him. What people had whispered to him. Yet, here he was.

     Of course, he had followed her life. Followed stories of the Hero of Ferelden. Especially when she was also caught at the Breach. Again, the center of everything, trying to save the world from Darkspawn. Again. Now also The Herald of Andraste. And the Inquisitor. Title after title. He had, of course, sent a letter, declaring his support for the Inquisition, and there had been some more correspondence after that as well. But all of that had gone mainly through the people around the Inquisitor. It had all been quite professional.

     But this? This was different. She was here now. At the palace. He had been told only moments before. And of course, he had allowed her an audience. How could he not have? His heart still fluttered whenever he thought about her. Ten years later.

     So when the doors to his solar opened, he turned to face her. The look on her face froze him in place, though, froze the words on his tongue. Instead, he opened his arms as she crossed the room in less than three strides - it was completely on instinct that he did it - and held her close. The way she clung to him, her shoulders shaking a little, had caught him completely by surprise, and, not really knowing what else to do, he just stroked her hair.

     “Hey,” he said softly. “Lena. What’s wrong? Talk to me.” To say that the idea of his Warden, his Helena, sobbing into his tunic, was a worrying one would be an understatement.

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𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐅𝐘𝐃𝐃 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐀𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐋

numenorean blue and sky blue gown. the rings of power season one.

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E mor henion i dhu: Ely siriar, el sila. Ai! Aniron Undomiel.