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i do love laurie and the fact that she is both two hundred years old but also very much 23

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if i made a small probably basic visual novel / interactive fiction featuring the darling matthias, would people be interested in playing 👉👈

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one thing matthias has known from a terribly young age: the world is so much bigger than you will ever know. long before he bore the mark on his hand, before even the fifth blight ravaged the land, a part of him knew that he was a speck in the grand scheme of things. he would only ever occupy such a small part of this land, this time, this body that had come from dirt and would return to dirt. there were many afternoons spent scaling trees in the forest around clan alhavenlan's home, up with the birds and away from backhanded comments or nicknames sneered at him. amongst the breeze whistling through foliage and distant bird chatter, he could hear the earth wheeze and whisper: if a tree falls in the distance and nobody is there to hear it, does that remind you of your life?

with silver eyes unfocused, he doesn't immediately notice what ahri has given him. he blinks a few times before the flower becomes crystal clear, placed delicately over the wound on his palm that currently has only a faint sickly green tint. matthias gently tilts his hand to watch the bluebell shift around, mouth twisting up into some unknowable expression. ❛   i wish i knew how to do that.  ❜ he replies softly, the words fragile like spun sugar in his mouth. existence and survival are the two languages he is most well versed in. it is all he has known for most of his life, either pushing himself as proof that he is worth something or looking after himself because nobody else will. perhaps that is part of why he embraced the title of inquisitor: these were terms he knew, just on a much much bigger scale. matthias thinks of aelita and her touch of healing magic on his bruised knees. matthias thinks of cinder and her deft fingers weaving together a chain of flowers to rest on his head. matthias thinks of his own hands, calloused and rough and raw magic seeping through, too occupied with avoiding the grave to do anything else. ❛   i don't know how to build anything. or what i would build. i didn't think i would get far enough to think about anything like that.  ❜ sometimes, it feels as though he never made it out of that lake, as though he might have been spared from the heartache.

　𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 ▬▬ 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 - 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐠𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. it is unsurprising that her fragmented heart feels ill - suited to properly offer genuine warmth and comfort to the young man seated beside her: the apostate mage knows how to soothe the tremors of a wounded fox and she knows how to heal the deep lacerations inflicted 'pon the rough bark of a proud maple ... but she has never learnt how to be more maiden and less beast, how to cover her jagged edges with plush sentiments so that they will not harm those that she tries to console ( her loneliness has curled around the frail bones of her ribcage like a parasitic vine, eating away at her faux humanity, leaving naught but flowering rot behind ) .

‧₊˚ ❀ ༉‧₊˚. @narrated , suddenly breaks the silence between them : ❛ i don’t know what to do with my hands. ❜ ( from matthias ! )

brows furrow above the bridge of her nose and the woodland nymph finds herself in a struggle against the instinctive urge to reach out to him [ ... ] instead, lithe fingers coil around the slightly crooked stem of a bluebell. it is with the gentlest of motions that she plucks the flower from its earthly bed, whispering a tender apology to soothe its grief at the sudden loss of its abode, before carefully positioning the blue blossom 'pon the palm of his hand: its silken bells chime in response, a language forgotten by most and known by very few. ❝ maybe, it's finally time to occupy your hands with something that will not cause you harm ... something that you can nurture and that, at the same time, will nurture you as well. ❞

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just want to remind everyone matthias is 21 during inquisition

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watched censor tonight and now i am plagued with so many jesse thoughts

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richard siken, the language of birds / rae armantrout, prayers

[Text ID: The fear: that nothing survives. The greater fear : that something does.

The fear / that all this will end. / The Fear / that it won't. /End ID]

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Redraw of my last evervale drawing bc i didn't like one bit how it turned out lol, hope this one looks much better ;D/

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rereading vicious (especially after eli’s backstory in vengeful) is just like. if only Someone told him that he’s not a monster and all the things that happened to him in his childhood were Not his fault, things would be so different. he convinces himself that killing the EOs is righteous like killing his dad is righteous, he needs to be in control as serena points out several times, his own power is about not being able to be hurt anymore. eli chases the sense of calm because if not then he’s committed a sin, then he really is a monster. if he falters then it’s all over, everything he’s told himself from a young age is a lie. he doesn’t know how to move on or heal so he’s stuck physically and mentally.

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sorry to anyone staying with matthias in his little cabin because there is one bed and bellanaris sleeps on it with matthias

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This is going to get strange. There's no helping it. The universe is much deeper and weirder than people know. My brother and I know. We've seen it. We've seen you. But there are some people, an agency, that doesn't want anyone knowing more than what they see. That's why they took my brother and have been chasing me my whole life. But I can't keep running.

ALAN WAKE 2: Night Springs DLC - Episode 2 "North Star"

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very important note: matthias’s hair gets super curly when it gets wet or hasn’t been washed in a while. he doesn’t really like when it gets like this and usually runs his fingers through his hair to loosen up the curls; this has become a bit of a nervous habit of his. occasionally he’ll wake up with curly bed hair.

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‘As you wish’ was all he ever said to her. That day, she was amazed to discover that when he was saying, 'As you wish,’ what he meant was, 'I love you’. And even more amazing was the day she realized she truly loved him back.

THE PRINCESS BRIDE (1987) dir. Rob Reiner

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i think you are very neat & your blog is also very neat & also i love you. (that aside, you are brilliant, every muse you touch turns to gold because you have such a good grasp on their voice & thoughts. they just Make Sense & that's a very rare gift to have. also you are lovely to talk to (i am not biased shut up))

even if you were biased, i appreciate it so much regardless (also i love you more)

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I'll always say this but you have such an incredible way of storytelling and sharing the details of your original + canon muses. :3 It's such a constant delight seeing you share anything about every muses as you make the learning experiences very fun and lively. For a recent example, it's been a great pleasure getting to learn more about Matthias and Dragon Age from you. Your passions and enthusiasms are endearing and inspiring. We're hugging all of your muses or giving them handshakes as we're forever deeply cherishing your splendid canon portrayals and original creations. 💖✨

thank you guys so much for your starlight shining on me and making things a little bit lighter + brighter!! it always makes me smile seeing you in my notifs as i can feel you quietly cheering me on. it's so so appreciated every time 💖 also i'm glad that any of my matthias posting makes sense to the uninitiated, it's been 8+ years of having him be the special little guy in my brain

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“pidge why are you so annoying about matthias” well that’s easy! he’s the oc i projected onto in my last two years of high school