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As of right now, I have no reason to continue on this blog.

Consider this my FORMAL announcement of:

Indefinite Hiatus

I’d love to come back, but those who I rp have either long left or found replacements. I’m willing to do some threads on Skype, but this is just sad to watch what little replies I do get, be mistagged.

Roleplaying Cullen has helped me more than I can explain, especially these past few months, and I would love to continue, but there’s no use.

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He felt only what he had always felt in her presence—love and aching awe and gratitude for her.

Kurt Vonnegut, Adam (via wordsnquotes)

@rift-keeper

(via solasenbanel)

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otpdisaster:

Person B having a motorcycle and purposely making sharp turns and harsh accelerations just so Person A can hold on tighter.

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Casual reminder about sending me memes;

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It’s All in the Details V

memeattic:

Here you go yet again, questions to answer about your muse. This time, it’s mostly about their health. Either fill in or ask people to drop these to your inbox.

We all have scars, tell us about the ones your muse has. Any stories behind them?

How are they, mentally? Any illnesses, current or in the past?

How’s their physical health? Are there any illnesses or disabilities?

How often do they get sick? What illness are they most likely to catch, the regular cold or maybe stomach flue?

How do they act when sick? Are their days filled with sleep or movies, or do they ignore the fact they should rest?

How well do they take care of themselves in general, both physically and mentally?

Have they ever broken a bone? What happened?

Describe their posture.

Are they accident prone? How often do they hurt themselves without meaning to do so?

Have they ever got hurt on purpose, or hurt themselves?

How do they deal with their negative emotions?

What’s the biggest injury they’ve ever received?

What part of their body are they most likely to injure?

Do they have any allergies? How severe?

How’s their self-confidence?

Tell us about their sleeping habits. Do they get enough sleep, if not, what keeps them from doing so?

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Let us be grateful to people who make us happy.

Marcel Proust (via fy-perspectives)

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i want to be someone’s main verse

i want to be someone’s rp partner

i want to be the blog someone get’s excited about when they see im on

i want to be something to someone

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When they try to shame you, you wear their scorn like ribbons.

from An Apprentice to Elves by Elizabeth Bear & Sarah Monette

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Elissa made a stuttering chuckle-like sound in her chest, her lips and face twitching with a repressed smile as Cullen cleaned the wound on her cheek. When he pulled away, her ungloved fingers quickly shot up to touch, tap, and palpate the skin around what would undoubtedly be the latest addition to her assortment of scars and battle marks.

“You mean to say you don’t consider slogging through the Deep Roads a marvelously grand adventure? Tsk.”

The amusement was bravado that muted, if not vanished entirely, with a slow exhale of her next breath. Elissa’s eyes were sad and heavy as she glanced over Cullen’s shoulder at the mess of darkspawn corpses behind - and the cold, grey faced body of another Warden leaned against the rough hewn rock. 

“He’s just… he was,” she said, stopping to swallow a thick lump in her throat. “…barely more than a boy. Why did I bring him, why?” 

It was a rhetorical question of course. And it was one that Elissa still found just as difficult to get past today as she did years before when first assuming the mantle of Warden Commander.

“Stop--” he insisted in a gentle voice, (and it was very rare he was gentle at all), “You brought him because you saw something in him, and his mettle was not good enough, that has nothing to do with your ability to lead, nor your judgment” he presses. “He bobbed instead of weaved... you couldn’t control that” he states calmly.

lionoffthelyriumleash // meme response

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Ellana watched her mother rock her twins gently and couldn’t help but smile. She reached up and ran a hand through Cullen’s hair. 

Ellana’s father appeared in the tent and set down his satchel. “Are these your children, Da’len?” he asked as he instantly took his grand daughter into his strong arms. 

“Yes, Babae, they are ours!” she giggled. 

“Ella, dear, this one likes me, probably because I am big and fuzzy.” 

Ella looked to Cullen and smiled. “Babae, this is my husband, Cullen.” 

Cullen hummed happily at the fingers that found his curls, and was about to pull Ellana into a kiss when her father entered, and instead pressed his head gently against her own, releasing her so he could shake her father’s hand.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you--” he said it a mite sheepishly, but the handshake was firm.

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Ella chuckled happily as she watch her mother take Anise to hold her and coo at her. She pivoted and moved to Cullen, smiling a bit before taking Ayden into her hands. 

The child squirmed and smiled up at his mother. Ella looked to Cullen. “Relax, everything is alright. My parents love the children.” She spoke softly before looking to her mother who came over and reached to take the boy into her arms. 

Cullen might’ve been living up to the look of the name Lion of Honnleath wit the way he was carefully holding Ayden close to his body and cooing while simultaneously checking on Anise. He soon relaxed at his wife’s cooing words, and gave a sheepish smile, and passed Ayden over to Ella’s mother, curling his arms around his wife after, pressing idle kisses across her shoulders.

“I am happy they do--” he mused gently, having heard and seen how halflings are treated across Thedas. He went on to press softened kisses against her neck with a content look.

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Everyone has someone: a friend, a lover, some skill or work. But I am alone with the dream of my Beloved hidden in the corner of my heart.

Rumi (via wordsnquotes)

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I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are.

Jess C. Scott, The Devilin Fey (via wordsnquotes)

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Fun with scaling in XNALara

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can someone photoshop donald trump’s face on dolores umbridge

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