let mine be the last sacrifice.
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let mine be the last sacrifice.
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All is dead, all dead
but you and me.
Else Lasker-Schüler, tr. by Brooks Haxton, from My Blue Piano; “To The Golden Knight,”
(via violentwavesofemotion)
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I hate dogs and dog people annoy the shit out of me
You Think Anonymity Will Keep You Safe But When Our Paths Cross You Will Meet My Blade You Mother of Fucking
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consider: the wardens just embellishing the stories of increased warden appetite to make alistair feel more at ease. he’s just a young man who loves to eat, so why would they spoil that for him? happens to the best of us, they say, as they add that to the apparent list of changes that each warden undergoes following the joining. and alistair just nods, shoveling a chicken leg into his mouth. makes sense to him.
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@bythestone.
“Listen: you’re not the type to be... persuaded by rumor, are you?”
His nose wrinkles when he says it, as if he’s stuck in thought, trying to find the absolute perfect way to word that. He’s entirely too vague, he knows, dancing around the question at hand. Which is, of course: “you aren’t privy to the knowledge that I may or may not have been sneaking glances at your hindquarters -- err, swaying hips -- are you?” Not that he’s going to word it like that in a million years. He’s more partial to other, vaguer means. “I just mean that, you know, it might not be best to believe things that... other people say about others. Especially things that have to do with... well. You get what I mean, don’t you? Rumors around camp and all.”
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And here I come to look for you, my love,
Even now, foolishly, knowing you are dead.
Edna St. Vincent Millay, from Collected Poems; “Second April: Sonnets”
(via violentwavesofemotion)
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alistair n brosca are inseparable so whenever alistair feels like getting a kiss all he’s got to do is just. fall backwards
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RP starters: Flirting ( + responses to it. )
“You come here often?”
“Can I offer you a drink?”
“So.. You expecting someone?”
“Do you need a place to stay for tonight?”
“I gotta tell you… you look incredibly hot.”
“Do you want to dance with me?”
“Look at us… we are basically a couple already.”
“I bet you would look even better without your clothes on.”
“Are you single? Just asking.”
“You’re the most beautiful person I have ever encountered.”
“What would you say if you and me would go somewhere else?”
“I love the way you’re dressed.”
“Do I have any chances with you?”
“Do you have anything better to do later?”
“Can I get your phone number?”
“You seem like a bad boy/girl/person type.”
“I can do whatever you want, babe.”
“You have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen.”
“I bet guys/gals/people are all over you.”
“You should be a model.”
“Are you… trying to flirt with me?”
“Maybe if I get a free drink I can consider talking to you.”
“That won’t work. Try again.”
“Oh my god, did you just say that out loud?”
"I’m waiting for someone. However, you can amuse me in the meanwhile.”
“You don’t look so bad yourself.”
“I thought you were taken.”
“So, have you flirted with every girl/boy/one in this bar yet?”
“Do I look like someone who seems interested in you?”
“Compliments won’t pay my drinks.”
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qissus:
Portrait of His Majesty; King Alistair Theirin
My take on King Alistair since I’ve never actually drawn or painted him before.
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