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popping in here to cry about the fact that sera knows at least ghilan’nain by name, if none of the other creators! FUCK

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seekjoy​:

𝙷𝙴   𝙳𝙾𝙴𝚂𝙽'𝚃   𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃   𝚃𝙾   𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙴   𝙰   𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙸𝚂𝙴   𝙷𝙴   𝙲𝙰𝙽'𝚃   𝙺𝙴𝙴𝙿,   and so he stays silent.    it’s easier said than done to stay out of people’s heads in a place so overcome with anguish.    there are only so many small comforts he can grant skyhold’s inhabitants before their pain spins into a whirlpool and he finds himself at the center of it.    whatever  self  there would be to find at the end of all this.      “  he does seem to frown a  lot,  doesn’t he?    i don’t think he likes me very much.  ”      [  light and pain in equal measure.    a room gone dark, or a mind.    he wishes to be alone, but suffocates on the silence.  ]    there’s a reason.    there’s always a reason.    cole doesn’t move any closer nor further away ;   her lingering discomfort is palpable, and he ponders what sudden movement might do.      “  what are you going to do with him, once it’s done?  ”

      ‘  course  he  doesn’t .   he  was  a  templar .  ’   she  blows  a  raspberry  that  means  duh  and  continues  scribbling .  she’s  still  aware  of  him  hovering  at  her  shoulder ,  of  course ,  but  getting  rid  of  him  is  clearly  a  lost  cause .   ugh .  fine .   as  long  as  he  doesn’t  try  anything  funny .   ‘  templars  don’t  like  mages ,  and  you’re  all  the  freakiest  bits  of  ‘em  wrapped  into  one  weirdy  little  bundle ,  yeah ?  ’    she  doesn’t  think  that  mister  britches  likes  her  much  either ,  but  sera  doesn’t  care .   as  if  she  needs   all  high-and-mighty  to  give  her  the  time  of  day !    she  scratches  out  a  mess  that  just  barely  comes  across  as  breeches  around  his  ankles ,  and  then  pauses  as  she  considers  whether  she  should  add  his . . .  sword .   she  snickers .   ‘  put  it  in  one  of  my  reports ,  ‘course .   it’ll  give  the  inquisitor  a  good  laugh .  ’

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DUTYDREAMED : AN INDEPENDENT, SELECTIVE AND PRIVATE INQUISITOR LAVELLAN FROM BIOWARE’S DRAGON AGE: INQUISITION. EST. 7/21. LOVED BY PUCK.

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someday i’ll make a For Real Promo but u should follow me @contrariian bc that’s where the rest of my DA babies are :’)

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doekkabi​:

sera erupts on her with an explosiveness where she can’t help returning the grin. it’s been a long day of meetings, negotiations and compromises. there’s a slight pulse beating in the back of her head but hana’s able to push past it when sera grabs at her hands. her tone replies in a sing song manner– “ here i am. ”

toying with the metal bolts in her hands she sighs lightly,  though not without a bit of dramatic flare up in her shoulders. “ doesn’t this technically make me an accomplice ? i think i should know whose gonna wake up grumpy so i can avoid them. ”

       ‘  as  if  you  don’t  like  being  an  accomplice ,  ’   the  archer  retorts .   she  may  not  be  good  at  people ,  but  she  knows  an  honest  grin  when  she  sees  one .   good .   saving  the  world  is  all  well  and  good  until  the  inquisitor  serious-es  herself  to  death .    ‘  wanna  guess ?  ’   she  asks ,  but  immediately :   ‘  nah ,  i’ll  just  tell  you .  ’   another  giggle ,  one  that  promises  mischief  &  a  very  irritated  baldie  whenever  he  stops  screwing  spirits .  or  whatever  wierdie  shite  he  does  while  napping .   ‘  i  undid  solas’s  desk .  and  his  chair .   he  goes  to  sit  down ,  the  whole  thing  collapses ,  boom !  the  scouts  have  a  laugh .  ’  

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big bad egg man is NO fun. All he does is get real snooty when you ask if he’s made out with a spirit like wtf

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“puck how do you feel having done blackwall’s personal quest directly after leaving loghain in the fade?”

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seekjoy​:

𝙷𝙴𝚁   𝙷𝙾𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚈   𝚂𝙾𝚄𝚁𝚂   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙰𝙸𝚁   𝙰𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳   𝙷𝙴𝚁.      sera isn’t the only one who’s made a habit of addressing him with such disdain.    despite the strained loyalty that led the inquisitor’s allies to welcome him to skyhold, cole’s under no illusions about his place here.    his reputation isn’t one a person   (  A DEMON, her subconscious interrupts )   can easily shake.    that won’t stop him from trying, though.      “  elfy..   you’re elfy too, but not.    you avoid the story they tell.    your ears.    solas.    that’s okay.    you don’t have to like where you came from.  ”      he knows a thing or two about what that feels like, though the puzzle pieces flicker in and out of view depending on the day.      “  is that the templar?  ”

          oh  great .   sera  scoffs  at  his  words ,  wrinkling  her  nose .  ‘  stay  out  of  my  head .  ’    heads  are  private  things  for  private  thoughts .  if  she  wants  people  to  know  what  she’s  thinking ,  she’ll  say  it  aloud  like  anyone  else .   ‘  but  good .   cause  i  don’t  like  it  .  ’   stupid  proud  elves  with  their  stupid  pride  and  their  stupid  magic .   but  apparently  telling  him  to  piss  off  doesn’t  work ,  go  figure ,  since  now  he’s  asking  questions .   even  irritated  as  she  is ,  the  question  makes  her  snigger .   ‘  yeah ,  it’s  commander  grumpy-puss .   his  face  is  gonna  stick  like  that  eventually .  ’   something  lady  emmald  used  to  say  to  her ;  bullshite ,  she’s  pretty  sure ,  but  still  funny .

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standbetween​:

ADAMANT WAS A PYRRHIC VICTORY. hundreds of bodies belonging to wardens and inquisition soldiers have yet to be unearthed from the devastation. blackwall is no child in manners of warfare; though experience hardened his heart, it is not made of stone. corypheus’ madness sups from the lives of good people; one of them paces now before him, ranting and raving, all but buzzing out of her skin. “ you can talk to me or not talk to me, “ he said at sera’s door. “ but i’m here. “ blackwall has been in the little room above the herald’s rest for almost an hour. they couldn’t stop clarel. the nightmare of adamant that haunts sera’s eyes as they seek him out will not take her, too. he won’t let it.

blackwall navigates the cramped quarters with mincing steps. the stool she kicked is carefully circumvented for him to come within arm’s reach. “ hush now and listen, “ his instruction ends in his hand on her shoulders. “ do you think i wasn’t afraid in there? maker’s balls, sera, i still bloody am. what happened was … well, not to put too fine of a point on it, a nightmare. but, and listen closely now, it’s okay to have a rough time with this. you don’t need to pretend, least of all with me. “

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         if  it  weren’t  him ,  she’d  throw  all  her  weight  into  shoving  him  away .   instead ,  she  stills  under  his  touch ,  taught  as  her  bowstring .    a  nightmare .   she  wants  to  laugh ,  but  the  sound  doesn’t  come  out  quite  right ,  half-strangled  and  nearly  a  sob .   and  okay  to  have  a  rough  time ?   she’s  had  rough  times  before .   rough  times  are  shite  you  can  stick  an  arrow  in ,  pull  a  prank  on ,  not  fuck-off  big  things  that  eat  memories .   every  time  she  sleeps  now  she  sees  green  skies ,  hears  its  voice  rumbling  through  her  bones .    she’d  stop  sleeping ,  but  she’s  tried  that  before  &  it  never  really  worked  out .  just  makes  her  jumpier .  makes  it  harder  to  understand  people — and  that’s  already  hard  enough ,  thank  you  very  much .

         she  sniffs  as  she  looks  at  him ,  red-rimmed  eyes  filled  with  stubborn  tears .   ‘  right ,  ’   sera  says ,   though  her  voice  carries  all  the  doubt  of  a  girl  who’s  never  been  able  to  rely  on  anyone .   it’s  not  that  she  doesn’t  trust  him  —  course  she  does ,  he’s  blackwall ,   he’s  never  let  anything  get  to  her ,  always  has  her  back  —  but  she  doesn’t  know  how  to  do  this .  not  with  anyone .   ‘  it’s  whatever ,  yeah ?   it’ll  just . . .  go  away ,  eventually .   always  does .  ’   except  her  voice  is  wobbling .

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hcroesjcurney​:

cullen is tired, he hasn’t slept well in what feels like weeks. it might have been the last few days but it was really draining on him. he’d just come from a meeting and he was looking forward to getting back to his office. it was mostly quiet he was going to shut the doors and the shudders to limit noise, get some water or tea from his desk to cut the edge of and try to get some work done in the moment. he might even let himself take a small nap or something before he was called to his next interaction. that was when he opened the door. it slapped a person and he heard then saw sera. 

“really? i feel like i just saw the inquisitor a little while ago.” he asked looking down at his notes before walking a little further in to place his papers on the desk. he also started looking around the room, because he was sure something was off. “did they say why they were looking for me?” 

        ‘  er —  no .   figured  it  was  fancy  important  business .  ’   more  lies .   she  edges  her  way  in  front  of  the  bookcase  a  little ,  leaning  against  it  to  try  and  look  nonchalant .  she  wants  him  to  be  irritated  so  he  looks  human ,  not  so  that  he  yells  at  her .  that’ll  just  make  the  rest  of  the  recruits  more  grumpy-face .   ugh .   ‘  forgot  to  tell  you  something ,  maybe ?  ’   she  just  needs  to  get  him  out  of  the  office  so  she  can  make  a  break  for  it ,  be  secluded  when  he  realizes  his  books  are  all  messed  up .

        ‘  i  think  they  said  they’d  be  in  the  herald’s  rest  if  i  found  you .  so . . .  we  should  probably  head  over  there ,  yeah ?  ’   don’t  look  at  the  shelf .  don’t  look  at  the  shelf .   maybe  his  furry  shoulders  will . . .  she  doesn’t  know.  block  his  vision ?

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@standbetween​ said: "you can talk to me, or not talk to me, but i'm here."

      STUPID  FADE .  BLOODY ,  FRIGGIN’  AWFUL ,  pissbag  fade .   she  knows  the  inquisitor  did  it  on  accident ,  knows  that  it  was  probably  better  than  falling  to  her  death  from  adamant — splat ! no  more  sera —  but  her  skin  is  still  crawling  from  the  experience,  and  it’s  been  days .   bloody  stupid  nightmare  demon  monster  thing .   if  you  shoot  an  arrow  at  me ,  i’ll  know  where  you  are .  

      ‘  up  yours ,  ’   she  mumbles  to  the  memory  of  the  monster  in  her  mind ,  then  turns  her  face — twisted  with  anguish — to  her  friend .

      ‘  people  aren’t  supposed  to  do  that ,  ’  she  says  to  blackwall .  ‘  it’s  for  demons  or  weirdies  like  solas  to  dream  in ,  or  whatever ,  not —  UGH !  ’   she  kicks  one  of  her  stools  in  frustration  and  it  clatters  over .   ‘  all  the  warden  shite  was  bad  enough ,  even  if  they  were  just  scared ,  but  that — that  thing —  ’   she  blinks  back  tears  as  her  eyes  sting  suddenly ,  lip  wobbling  even  as  she  thinks  at  it :  stop .  stop  it .  i  swear  to  the  maker ,  stop  it  right  now .   at  least  it’s  him .  way  worse  people  to  cry  in  front  of .   ‘  we  made  it  out ,  right ?  ’

WELL, IF IT ISN’T THE FEELING I WAS TRYING TO AVOID | ACCEPTING

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        WELL ,  SHITE .   BLONDE  HEAD  snaps  up  as  the  door  to  the  office  creaks  open .  she’d  been  too  caught  up  turning  all  his  books  upside-down  and  out  of  order  to  hear  him  approach ,  but  now  she  runs  for  the  nearest  exit  —  the  exit ,  unfortunately ,  that  the  inquisition’s  commander  had  decided  to  enter  through .   slamming  face-first  into  the  heavy  door ,  sera  bounces  back  with  a  hissed  curse  and  throws  her  hands  behind  her  back ,  adopting  an  expression  that ,  on  anyone  else ,  would  be  a  perfectly  passable :  who ,  me ?

       ‘  there  you  are !  inquisitor  sent  me ,  said  they  were  lookin’  all  over  for  you .  just  figured  i’d  wait  in  your  office  until  you  came  around ,  yeah ?  ’

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☞☞ quotes i found on pinterest sentence starters pt. one ☜☜

“  i’ve polished this anger and now it’s a knife.  ” 

“  i’m fine, i’ve had worse.  ”

“  death too must be earned.  ”

“  how do you destroy a monster without becoming one ?  ”

“  am i a bad person ?  ”

“  family isn’t who you’re born with, it’s who you’d die for.  ” 

“  are you flirting or starting a fight ?  ”

“  i’ll survive, somehow i always do.  ”

“  um.. that’s my emotional support knife collection.  ”

“  tell me; would you kill to save a life ?  ”

“  i am someone who did not die when they should of.  ”

“  i’ve never been good at emotional stuff. except anger. i’m good at anger.  ”

“  you can’t protect everyone !  ”

“  i have to try.  ”

“  turn the pain into power.  ” 

“  what doesn’t kill me better run.  ”

“  are monster born or created ?  ”

“  chin up kid, they’d kill to see you fall.  ”

“  if he puts his hands on you, cut them off.  ”

“  i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me.  ”

“  don’t play games with me. don’t ever think you’re capable of that.  ”

“  the question isn’t who is going to let me; it’s who is going to stop me.  ”

“  something had made your eyes go cold.  ”

“  you haven’t even seen my bad side yet.  ”

“  everybody knows that i’m a mess.  ”

“  i’m sorry i let you down.  ”

“  well, if it isn’t the feeling i was trying to avoid.  ”

“  you are not your father.  ”

“  even on your bad days, be kind.  ”

“  you don’t want me and i need to accept that.  ”

“  stay gentle. everyone is at war.  ”

“  the risk i took was calculated. but clearly i am bad at maths.  ”

“  i wonder which will get you killed faster, your loyalty or your stubbornness ?  ”

“  always be a little kinder than necessary.  ”

“  kind words cost nothing.  ”

“  i am being perfectly fucking civil.  ”

“  we’ll never be those kids again.  ”

“  i’m the original family disappointment.  ”

“  if karma doesn’t hit you, i fucking will.  ”

“  if you can’t be happy, at least you can be drunk.  ”

“  you can talk to me, or not talk to me, but i’m here.  ”

“  guess you’ll just have to fight me.  ”

“  i never asked to be like this.  ”

“  wow.  you’re a dick.  ”

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        ‘  THERE  YOU  ARE !  ’   she  careens  to  a  halt  in  front  of  the  inquisitor  with  an  explosive  giggle  &  a  wild  grin ,  grabbing  at  the  herald  of  andraste’s  hands  in  order  to  press  loose  bolts  into  her  palms .   ‘  they’re  from . . .  well .  you’ll  see .  or  hear ,  i  guess .   don’t  worry !  ’   she  exclaims ,  though  the  words  are  half-lost  in  her  laughter ,  ‘  it’s  just  a  prank .   won’t  hurt  him .   i  think .  ’

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         ‘  HEY ,  KID !  ’    sera’ll  admit  she’s  been  avoiding  him ,  more  than  a  little  weirded  out  by  his . . .   weirdie-ness . . .  but  the  inquisitor  had  pulled  her  aside  and  blah  blah  blah ,  talk  to  him ,  sera ,  make  an  effort .   ugh .  well ,  here  she  is .  making  a  friggin’  effort .    ‘   you  gotta  be  bored  outta  your  friggin’  mind ,  yeah ?   nothing  around  here  to  interest  a  kid .  so ,  i  was  thinking ,  you  and  me  could  have  some  fun .  lighten  the  place  up  a  little !  ’

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           ‘  UGH ,  YOU  MAKE  IT  LOOK  SO  easy .  ’   carving ,  she  means .   sera’s  hovering  over  his  shoulder ,  staring  with  great  interest  at  the  dexterous  way  her  friend  handles  his  carving  knife .   ‘  i  mean ,  all  the  fiddly  bits  that  go  into  elixirs ,  that’s  fine ,  i  get  that .   it’s  just  like  the  fiddly  bits  about  a  bow .   but  how  is  it  that  you ,  mister  brute-force-i’m-yelling-lookit-me ,  get  to  be  so  good  at  this ?  ‘s  not  like  there’s  anything  fiddly  about  your  sword .  ’    she  tried  carving  exactly  once .  gave  up  within  ten  minutes .   making  something  from  nothing  on  paper ,  she  gets .  but  wood ?   cut  off  a  bit  too  much  &  instead  of  andraste  suddenly  you’re  carving  andraste’s . . .   well .   she  giggles  at  her  own  thought ,  and  then :   ‘  oh !  i  bet  it’s  part  of  your  warden  training ,  innit ?    scare  off  all  the  darkspawn   with  a  carved  nug . . .   or  chuck  it  at  their  heads ,  i  guess .   might  do  some  damage !  ’

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