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(  *  &.  –  SHANE MADEJ SENTENCE STARTERS.

literally just a bunch of bullshit shane madej from buzzfeed unsolved has said throughout multiple videos.  enjoy !

‘  that’s insufferable. i love it.  ’

‘  they look like someone just accidentally coughed some eyebrows onto his forehead.  ’

‘  i’m ready for death. that’s what makes me me.  ’

‘  i’m ready, every room we walk into, to die.  ’

‘  do you think he pooped himself?  ’

‘  it’s very disrespectful, but it’s human.  ’

‘  i think the moon having a boner is about as realistic as ghosts.  ’

‘  hey ghouls! the boys are here!  ’

‘  hey there demons. it’s me, ya boy.  ’

‘  you know what… let it be a mystery.  ’

‘  if you don’t like it, you can kiss my apple taters.  ’

‘  i have run the permutations through my little computer and all of them say ‘you are fucked.’  ’

‘  oh, it’s fine if people die on christmas eve.  ’

‘  what, you’ve never stabbed a guy in the heart and pushed him into the ocean?  ’

‘  i might be more scared of puppies than i am of snakes.  ’

‘  i look like a weirdo by today’s standards, but that’s okay. i feel the sexiest i’ve ever felt.  ’

‘  oh, things are going tits-up.  ’

‘  yes, i am floppy, but that’s neither here nor there.  ’

‘  everything else you have is shit.  ’

‘  i’m not gonna gloat here cause at a certain point i just feel bad for you.  ’

‘  do you tell ghost stories after sex?  ’

‘  one of my greatest fears is that someone will trick me into doing heroin.  ’

‘  i knew it, i’m a slime guy!  ’

‘  i’m not saying i’m right about everything, i just feel like i often am right about a lot of things.  ’

‘  no, no, no, no, no.  ’

‘  no, i just want to talk to the demons.  ’

‘  i’m gonna lock myself in here with a ghost.  ’

‘  i think this demon’s a wimp!  ’

‘  rock and roll, buckeroo!  ’

‘  hey, look… steal from the rich. do it!  ’

‘  can i go into work looking like this? no. this is trash.  ’

‘  i think your tummy’s got a demon.  ’

‘  i took an improv comedy class once. because i’m a white guy.  ’

‘  i’m sad and kinda delirious.  ’

‘  hey, you demon fuck!  ’

‘  i think ben franklin might have been involved in some weird sex parties.  ’

‘  it’s a nice sunset, enjoy it. it’s the last one you’re ever going to see.  ’

‘  it’s like satan’s cement butthole.  ’

‘  time’s a tickin’, show up and murder us.  ’

‘  yeah, you know, i like to keep you entertained.  ’

‘  oh shit, yeah, what about that, idiot?  ’

‘  i bet i could squeeze an apple until it exploded.  ’

‘  i’m not trying to do that whole dismiss it thing, but… i’m dismissing it.  ’

‘  shadows do tend to follow you, though… that’s sort of how they work.  ’

‘  i’m taking a selfie with some demons, yo!  ’

‘  ghost 101: one, knock book of shelf. two, uhh, hold a candlestick in the middle of the hallway. three… sheets.  ’

‘  we’re here for the cult stuff! we saw the ad on craigslist.  ’

‘  i’m ghost proof, baby!  ’

‘  honey, we gotta jazz it!  ’

‘  whatever, demon’s racist. i don’t respect this demon.  ’

‘  i’m gonna close the door and leave.  ’

‘  if you’re possessed, we’re not taking you home.  ’

‘  i worked very hard to be this tall!  ’

‘  once again not a single scratch on me, so that’s disappointing.  ’

‘  i think they would’ve been down to clown.  ’

‘  ever since then, i’ve been kind of terrified of avocados.   ’

‘  see this guys ass, by the way?  ’

‘  i’ll kill you if you touch my dog.  ’

‘  i don’t want to be a ghost hunter! this is all bullshit!  ’

‘  i don’t want you to have like a full mental break. maybe close. close would be good.  ’

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i think i can accurately say that i can crush a man’s head with my thighs

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They met.

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So fun fact, I chose Isera’s clan name without realizing it was the name of the elf mage warden, and ofc by the time I did, it was too late to change it.

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In case you were wondering, Isera’s eyes are unnerving even in broad daylight

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i like to pretend i’m a heartless apathetic b*tch but in reality i’m a baby who cares a fucking lot and emotionally invests myself in everything and is hurt 98.3% of the time

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Nonsexual Acts of Dominance ; Not Accepting     @cuervocanto

Drips of crimson surrounded her in a gruesome ring often displaced by a corpse here, or the tell-tale splats of black from hurlocks and ogres there. Yet waged the scuffle all the same; if ten darkspawn surfaced, why not a few dozen more as apparently dictated by their own pack law. It was a task better suited to those with more experience fighting to throw forward in their blows, but Creators be damned if they had to defend her like some helpless babe. Alongside the others, the surging ( albeit relatively small in comparison to what it could be ) hoard fell in time til naught but a handful remained scattered among the group.

Prudence bade already unsteady hand to hesitate in drawing blade across bleeding wrist, but attacking hurlocks insisted lest a less strategic wound be made. All that mattered, she supposed, was that her spell worked as it should – that she fell to her knees in a sickly haze was a trouble to be handled at a later time. Yet the audible puncture and subsequent darkspawn death behind her earned little more than perked ears for a sluggish moment, and turned head later than it should have.

“Gracias, amigo,” Antivan left Isera’s lips even before her eyes focused in on Zevran – an anecdote altogether dismissed in favour of her feeble attempt and failure to push herself back to her feet. “Pero,” she added following momentary pause, only to fall quiet a breath longer. “Podría necesitar un poco más de ayuda.”

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MUSE AESTHETICS / ISERA SURANA

feel free to add to the list. repost, not reblog ! bold the aesthetic for your muse. italicize what can be taken two ways or applies only partially.

“just braid your hair if you won’t brush it, at least, you useless girl.” / pulling on your skirt with one hand as you shuffle away. / “you’ll get it done before the day is up.” / guilt that isn’t yours to have. / it’s a crooked game, but it’s the only one in town. / chains. / a face in the mirror that you don’t recognize. / “how could you do this to me?” / the sharp sting of guilt. / you feel something even though you’re paid to do the opposite. / the family you never had. / falling backwards through time. / quicksand. / drowning, but you don’t save yourself. / “you’re getting better.” / “they smile like a snake.” / you’re the stars and the sky. / there’s a part of you that couldn’t stay away even if you were forced to. / they are your wings, there’s no doubt there. / “let’s take off somewhere. let’s fly.” / you edge a bit too close to the sun. / another ghost to take your place after every stumble. / deep roots in the ground slashed open in the sun. / rock candy melting in water. / waves rise and leave the foam behind. / the precipice you call home has a tip you’ll reach eventually. / happiness is the best front a man can make. / discomfort at the tiniest of touches. / the sky opens up when you see them. / rain comes down. / poppy fields. / your sanity hanging by a thread. / “oh god, what have you done?” / your mother had the most beautiful gardens, but you can’t grow anything worth a damn. / the similarities between deep space and deep water. / they’ve got a devil on their shoulder and an angel in their mind. / you tried to help, but it only got worse. / now they’re dead, it’s all your fault. / adam & eve in the garden. / a temptress in crisp button-downs. / “fuck, you’ve gone off the deep end, haven’t you?” / they lie so perfectly you almost forget yourself. / the spark that lit the kindling on your funeral pyre. / you smell like the mountains in the winter. / crisp red apples piled up on the table. / your shoes are sharp, but your wit is even sharper. / a soft, hollow spot sits in your chest. / there’s a place you’ll never leave no matter who tries to stop you. / the seat of power fits like a glove. / heavy is the head that wears the crown. / you share a space, but not a mind. / they think you are weak; you are, maybe. / “what are you going to do with all of these pills? ” / an empty bird’s nest. / broken pencil tips. / there’s an empty paper in front of you that you’ll never fill. / “we want you to succeed. i hope you can grasp that.” / “they weren’t there when it happened.” / quick to anger. / corruption. / there’s a red string tying you together. / the scent of whiskey on the horizon. / “you’re the best friend i’ve ever had.” / pink tipped fingers lock in secrecy. / “jump. i dare you.” / 99 red balloons drifting through a hazy sky. / you try to lift your head up, but it’s so much effort. / always walking on sunshine. / marble under the sun. / “i was hoping that you’d understand.” / there’s a million reasons to come down from the clouds, but you can’t be bothered. / loon is the word of the day. / hair twisted up with glitter butterfly clips like a haphazard mobile. / you drift, but you know where you’re going. / no one has any dirt on you because you’re infinitely spotless. / the empty side of your bed they crawled into when they were nine. / court hearings. / “i miss you.” / siblings are a funny thing. / they point out every family-shaped hole in every picture on the mantelpiece. / a lone wolf separated from its pack. / god-blood. / “they say your name is death.” / all-consuming passion. / think about the things you did. / feed off the daylight. / no signs of life. / “what are you waiting for?” / a diaphanous sea of rose petals. / pure wilderness. / if you’re hungry enough, anyone can stop caring about something long enough to eat it. / spine like a ladder, and his weary feet can’t find purchase. / the burn was so slow no one ever saw it coming. / learn through teaching. / there were things; your own acts from which you could not recover. / how the other half dies. / “have you ever thought about why trees bleed?” /  your mother crashed against the rocks to give you the world. / you are not safe. you are alone. no one is coming for you. / “go down with me, fall with me.” / i am awake in the place where women die. / thunder rolling on the hills. / black on black on black on black on bl — / the long game. / restless hands. / ivy infiltrating an empty, corroded church. / you will do anything to spare them. / a cemetery by the moon, unblessed. / every sparrow god forgot. / even when you walked one would think you waltzed. / the worst monsters wear the faces of men. / “madmen know nothing, but you should have seen me.” / “my blood ran cold.” / power corrupts. / wood grain and nail tracks. / no scales are strong enough to judge you.

tagged by: No one bc I’m a thief like that tagging: If you can read, tag me so I can learn.

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Fuck your soft words ; My veins are filled with raging rivers, Not stardust and comet trails. Do not compare me to stars For I am a hurricane, a typhoon And my heart filled with the lightning from a neverending storm. See me not as a fiery beauty for you to admire from afar. See me for the natural disaster I am. Fuck your soft words ; As I am far from soft.

“margot rewrite” ; 1 year later. (via inkwhelmed)

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@tarasylnin wanted a starter like 20 years ago

Letters were all well and good, but ultimately meant little in the scheme of intentions. Fickle, they were, no different than the whispers and rumours of the Inquisition floating about, twisting, turning, and seething with every bellow of the breeze. The Inquisitor was in luck, then, that their now-claimed Skyhold sat close enough for a meeting call to be reasonable -- never mind that many a whisper spoke of an ill-fated knife ear at the helm -- otherwise, it would’ve been a simple matter indeed to toss delivered papers directly into the ever-ravenous centerpiece flame at the heart of Isera’s camp.

Both cues from Midha and the subtle crunch of foliage perked her ears if only slightly, yet all the same, she remained cross-legged in front of her tent with bloodied staff in her lap; either the conversation would be quick ( and by extension, less important than tending to her equipment ), or else it would take precedence over sharpening and oiling the blade, which would in turn be set aside.

“Andaran atish’an, Inquisitor. I understand you want some of my time?”

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There are whispers of the clans of Dalish in Antiva; that they are wild, without reservations of spilling human blood. Most take it as truth that the sands run red behind the colourful aravels among the dunes, and most would be right. The history of the strife between humans and the wild elves is the one sole reason that clans such as the Surana Clan have evolved to be more violent; in centuries passed and no longer spoken of, it was slay the invading humans or be stamped out.

Once, none dared brave the harshness of the deserts. The lands elsewhere held far more promise, resources, and a great deal less threat of a quick and painful death, and so the Antivan clans once resembled their southern kin, albeit with less ability to wander without risking the harsh sands. But the humans grew restless with the clans so close, and battle between the two groups broke out. Each side lost plenty of lives, but the clans saw their numbers dwindling fast while the humans held strong. So they were faced with two choices; leave Antiva entirely, or else adapt to the world that no one else had the stomach for.

The clans convened together to pool their resources, and in doing so dissolved any ties that existed before; as they left for the dunes, they split into three clans: Surana, Marel, and Syrillon.

Living the closest to the cities, Clan Surana has traditionally been far more aware of the shemlen tongues and practices than its sister clans, going so far as to have three native languages in its midst: Elvhen, Antivan, and Antillian. It isn’t uncommon for them to trade with humans, but for the most part, the only shemlen dealings they deign to is with the agreement they hold with the Crows; outsiders are kept well enough away and otherwise unattainable supplies are traded to the clan, and in return, the hunters of the clan frequently act as the ears of the Crows, often sending valuable intelligence from one area or another whether it’s out of the way or not. ( Meaning that it isn’t uncommon for hunters to travel elsewhere, occasionally outside of the country. )

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Tag dump.

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not to vague, but have you ever loved someone like truly loved them. and I mean with their flaws and everything and accepted that. Do you know how like consuming that is, and I’m not talking about romantic love. I mean the power that comes with loving someone with like everything you have. through the good and the bad. through everything they’ve been through, through them doing things that shows how fundamentally flawed they are, and even in the sigh that you breathe that frustrates you, you can still feel it. how much you love them. 

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@cuervocanto​ [ x ]:

The night wouldn’t catch him sleeping if he tried. Too many things weighed heavy on his mind. His situation, the birds chasing him, not least of all the impossible task that lay before them. And then, of course, his own inability to just leave and put this all behind him. Just steal away when everyone is sleeping. Become a ghost, he told himself. That was weeks ago. He was still here.

None of which he would dare breathe to Surana. So he just put on a smile like he always did.

“Someone has to make sure that dog does not eat all of our rations, yes?”

Silent guides of the heavens, the stars were; to those with knowledge, they whispered the secrets of locale and distance, and upon nights such as this, Isera liked to think they whispered some small comforts just for her. They had watched her grow more than the sun ever truly had, after all, and like the rains, they had been given offerings more countless than her own minuscule years could ever reconcile. Yet, like seemingly everything else in present months, they too held one constant truth: keep an eye on the destination. Stay in the moment. Wasn’t the moment the greatest reason that now, no different that most, she sat awake in the midst of camp?

“I think I have that vigil covered, mi amigo, but if you have some other reason to be awake, do not let me stop you.” Stillness swept over her like a breeze, in that time scanning the skies for a glimpse of Midha’s wings blotting out spots of what little light remained.

“Did your people work during the day too?” She finally asked, gaze leveling with Zevran’s. “We always slept during the day to escape the sun, but... I suppose that makes no sense when you have a lot of shelter from it.”

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❝ it feels like something is waiting for us down here. ❞

God of War Starters ; Accepting     @tarasylnin

Down to the depths time and again with such frequency that encroaching madness threatened to engulf the forefront of her mind – what could she say? The Deep Roads held nothing of pleasure or value to anyone with any shred of sanity, far as experience convinced her. Yet each time held reason enough to return that, begrudging or not, responsibility dragged her back down. ( Wasn’t it enough that the Inquisitor felt the need to journey forth? Of course not; wardens sensed darkspawn if they dared approach – on the other hand, the scent of a warden just might be enough for them to do precisely that. )

The pink of luminescent eyes paused only briefly upon the dim shape of Ailis in the dim light of several torches, interrupted in their path along ancient carvings in the walls beside them. “They are,” came blatant and indifferent reply. “Darkspawn are always waiting for fresh meat. Try not to indulge them, lethallan; they are easy to kill, and I would not enjoy having to tell Thedas you were taken by them.”

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@chantcftrials liked for a starter.

Familiar faces were far and few between in days present, either for lack of nearby presence or lack of life. And lack, as the lesson had taught over the past decade, made the resurfacing of so few as one to feel as though it were abrupt abundance, startling and pleasant in its makeup where it otherwise would’ve been neutral. Cullen’s in particular was one such example that Isera had sworn off feeling much of anything towards; he was a Templar, and more than that, he was an unfamiliar human. ( ‘Unfamiliar’ should’ve been the most important of the adjectives to describe him, she knew, but bitterness refused to fade from ‘human’ any more than the short few inches of ground it’d lost during the blight. ) Yet, after her introduction to the Inquisitor and Skyhold alike, she found herself seeking out his office all the same -- only to pause in the doorway at the whispers in the back of her mind.

( He’s different now. Not like the others... Not fully anymore. )

“Twelve years seems to be time enough for a great deal of change.” Arms crossed tightly across her chest, Isera’s gaze snaked its way through the office, albeit slowly enough to where her eyes didn’t meet his until she was ready to speak again -- ready to spin Hatred’s input into something reasonable. “That leaves me at a disadvantage. I might have guessed your tactics before, but I have no ideas now. Do you have time enough to catch me up?”

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Studio Ghibli Sentence Meme

“Now I have something I want to protect. It’s you.”

“I’m not afraid to die!”

“You cannot change fate. However, you can rise to meet it, if you so choose.”

“They say that the best blaze brightest when circumstances are at their worst.”

“Fear and anger only make it grow faster.”

“I think I can handle it.”

“Here’s another curse for you - may all your bacon burn.”

“Don’t worry! Stay right where you are, I’m coming to get you! You’re gonna be fine, I won’t let him hurt you.”

“I need something of yours. How ‘bout your eyes?”

“We gotta get out of here! We’re gonna get in trouble!”

“You, you sabotaged me! Look! Look at what you’ve done to my hair! Look!”

“No more killing. It has to stop!”

“You sound ghastly, like some 90-year-old woman.”

“Guys, don’t take that food! We’re gonna get in trouble!”

“Fight ‘em! C’mon!”

“Smile so we can make a good impression.”

“We each need to find our own inspiration. Sometimes it’s not easy”

“I finally get a bouquet and it’s a goodbye present. That’s depressing.”

“Life is suffering. It is hard. The world is cursed. But still, you find reasons to keep living.”

“Sorry, it looks like you’re involved.”

“Oh, my baby! Are you all right? Are you emotionally traumatized?”

“Now I’m trying to look inside myself and find out how I did it.”

“Leave before it gets dark.”

“Once you do something, you never forget. Even if you can’t remember.”

“Cut off a wolf’s head and it still has the power to bite.”

“It’s all so familiar yet I know I’ve never been here before. I feel so at home.”

“Now I’m trying to look inside myself and find out how I did it.”

“I suggest you surrender. There is no ship coming to rescue you.”

“I had no idea that my rage could drive me to kill.”

“These days, there are angry ghosts all around us - dead from wars, sickness, starvation - and nobody cares.” 

“A heart’s a heavy burden.”

“Please! You must stop!”

“Well, well, well… hello kitty.” “You can’t be busy - you’re five!”

“So you say you’re under a curse? So what? So’s the whole damn world.”

“ I have really had enough of your incredible stupidity.”

“Lamebrain! They made an escape! Now step on it!”

“I didn’t want them to kill you.”

“It’s fun to move to a new place. It’s an adventure.”

“Welcome the rich man, he’s hard for you to miss. His butt keeps getting bigger, so there’s plenty there to kiss!”

“You shouldn’t be here! Get out!”

“He said Mom was ugly, now go get him!”

“Kill him and you’ll be famous.”

“I’ve seen him do this once before when a girl dumped him.”

“S/He’s alive. There goes that dream.”

“That was the night I died.”

“I’d rather be a pig than a fascist.”

“You don’t remember your name?”

“Don’t be afraid, I just want to help you.”

“Poor kids. I’ll really miss them.”

“I don’t fight for honor. I fight for a paycheck.”

“ No, No, No! Don’t do this! Help! Help! Crazy lady with the shovel!”

“She was once quite beautiful, so I decided to pursue her, then I realized she wasn’t, so then, as usual, I ran away.”

“You’re in love. Don’t deny it, you’ve been sighing all day”

“She never woke up again.”

“You blubber heads! I’m not runnin’ a luxury cruise! Now get to work!”

“Why does everything that’s good for you have to taste so bad?”

“Whatever you don’t want me to clean, better hide it now!”

“This is our little secret. You tell anyone and I’ll rip your mouth off.”

“I give up. I see no point in living if I can’t be beautiful.”

“If I lose my magic, that means I’ve lost absolutely everything.”

“ It’s… you’re scaring me. I have this weird feeling you’re going to leave. ”

“There’s a demon inside you.”

“Don’t get alarmed but I’m being followed. Act normal.”

“Don’t worry, I’ve got four-wheel drive.”

“This is what hatred looks like! This is what it does when it catches hold of you! It’s eating me alive, and very soon it will kill me!”

“Smooth. Very smooth. You definitely know how to make a good first impression.”

“Everyone fears their own mortality.”

“Play with me or I’ll break your arm!”

“I gotta get out of this place. Someday I’m getting on that train.”

“Wait give us a minute! This is clearly harassment.”

“Why do fireflies have to die so soon?”

“There you are, sweetheart. Sorry I’m late. I was looking everywhere for you.” 

“When you’re going to kill a god, let someone else do your dirty work.”

“Why did you stop me from killing her?”

“When I saw you, I just wanted to find a way to protect you.” 

“One thing you can always count on is that hearts change.”

“Tell me while you’re still alive!”

“This is a tomb for the both of us.”

“If nobody comes in, I’m gonna have to eat pancakes forever and be fat, fat, fat! And what am I supposed to do about that?”

“Even if you were a woman, you’d still be an idiot!”

“What do you say we give ‘em a little demonstration of how fast we can run, huh?”

“HAM!”