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Honor Drit

#im still in kh hell so if u want those urls hit me up #but in the meantime....its april 1st #which means i have 2 love my boy

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ive been on kh hell sorry everyone

#ooc. #rifp

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Teuta Matoshi Duriqi // Haute Couture - Spring 2018

#✦│ though it’s the end of the world‚ don’t blame yourself. — ❪ helena cousland / aesthetic. ❫ #YEET #✦│ dear‚ lie still. — ❪ queue. ❫

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lefthope‌:

there’s already four mugs in front of him. his tolerance is, unfortunately, too high for it to be as effective as he wants it to be. he’s spent far more money than he should have, but he’s now head of house tethras. he can do whatever he wants with that money, can’t he? 

she’s one of the few who would show up, and the only person he’d let in. he knows exactly how the others will treat this. anders already offered condolences when varric fled from the scene in a silence that he’ll carry with him for the rest of his life. aveline’s will be the most sincere, because she can’t help it, and he’ll squeeze her fingers when she puts her hand on his shoulder. isabela and fenris will have few words, and he expects nothing less from them. merrill already came by, but he sent her off, saying he wasn’t good company, and he’ll see her soon. she’ll say something, or give him something — he doesn’t know when, but he knows it’ll come eventually — and he’ll have to swallow down his sorrow, smile and thank her. but hawke — he can’t guess her as well as everyone else. but the wave of gratitude he feels when she sits down next to him tells him this is what should be happening. she’s the only one of them that might come close to understanding, but even sybil, in her infinite misfortune, hasn’t had to be the one to end her sibling’s life.

taking the offered drink, he simply holds it in front of him, cradling it in his hands and looking into it, seeing only dead eyes and a tethras nose. his voice is rough. ‘ probably not. ‘

Fresh in Kirkwall, she was turned criminal --- and she did this, too.  Drank too much and turned reclusive, blaming herself for a failure that wasn’t hers to take.  (  not that she’ll ever realize that the blame oughtn’t be her burden.  )  She carried self - loathing like a wound, and while it’s scarred over and turned keloid, it’s never properly healed.  There was no one there to tend to it, mother still resenting her and brother much the same.

At least for the year she’d though Carver dead, Varric had been there for her.  And Anders, and Merrill, and Aveline, but --- Varric had been the most steadfast.  Sybil thinks it only fair that she return the favor.

He stairs into his mug and seems to lose himself; she doesn’t know how to heal this suffering.  She wishes she was Bethany, sharp and gentle all at once.  She’d know.  Sybil tries, though.  As she always does.  “------------ You would have liked my sister, I think,” she finally says.  Thinking of Bethany hurts her and maybe it’s sick that she wants that, but if Sybil is going to help him then she needs to feel this.  (  as if she isn’t always.  )  Her suffering has always been acceptable if it was for the sake of someone else.  There’s a smile on her face despite her pain, and that should be enough for most people.  There’s love in her eyes, too, and she hopes that will be enough for Varric.  

Talking about dead siblings probably isn’t the best move to make here.  But it feels like he needs what Bethany could have been.  “She was funnier than me, and fiercer.  She would have broken into some Hightown spot to get you decent drink, at least.”

#lefthope #✦│ you’ll fight & you’ll make it through‚ you’ll fake it if you have to. — ❪ sybil hawke / act ii. ❫ #hehehehe

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@lefthope  /  VARRIC!

Hawke’s entrance is unannounced; not that it would have to be anything else, especially given that --- well, it’s not as though his room here has a door.  She’s holding two drinks and wearing a posture that’s not half as unsure as she feels.  “Hey.  Fenris had to drop enough coin in the swear jar today for Tevinter curses that I was able to get us both a drink.”  She’s mostly joking.  Fenris only gave her four copper, after all.

Sybil takes a seat beside him, looking comically large in his comically small chairs, and offers him the swill.  (  there’s so little alcohol in it that it might as well be water.  )  Her smile turns tender.  This isn’t just a social call.  She’s --- checking up.  (  you have to save everyone, hawke.  the unforgiving refrain.  )

“You don’t have to talk if you don’t want to.”  Holding Bethany in her arms and screaming / handing Carver away to die / watching Varric kill his brother.  She knows how that feels.  She understands.  She’d gotten sharp and bitter and forgotten to eat.  She’d gotten cruel with herself.  She doesn’t want him to be the same.  “But you shouldn’t be alone.”

#lefthope #✦│ you’ll fight & you’ll make it through‚ you’ll fake it if you have to. — ❪ sybil hawke / act ii. ❫ #sybil comin 2 say Hi after the whole...bartrand...thing

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i know ive done nothing but shitpost but come plot relationships with me cowards

#ooc. #if ur a mutual and u dont come into my ims then ur homophobic

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re2 leon is a baby boy bottom and i want 2 go 2 the mall with him but re4 leon Can Top Me Any Time

#ooc. #nsfw / #yeah im watching a playthru what of it #the only re games ive ever played are parts of re2 ( the old one ) re4 ( which was my first re game!! ) and re7 #sometimes i look at the other re games and im like why is leon hanging out with this final fantasy child but hey #whatcha gonna do #anyway im love leon #ADA CAN ALSO TOP ME ANY TIME #im not into claire but only cos i want her 2 be my big sister #tho....shes younger than me in re2 isnt she #leons also younger than me in re2 now that i think abt it what the fuck #What The Fuck #SORRY ALL IM DOING IS SHITPOSTING IM JUST HAVIN A GOOD TIME #were dogsitting this very fat dalmation and i love her #SHES A CHONKER

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HEY IF ANY OF U CARE ABT SKINCARE REC ME DUPES FOR FAB’S ULTRA REPAIR MOISTURIZER

#ooc. #im going 2 sneep but i just ran out of the trial i got and #going back 2 my old one is already beating the shit outta my face

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orlesians, on the other hand, thing enan is the shit, and “progressive” ones use her as proof, esp post - trespasser, that orlais Isn’t Racist What Are You Talking About

#ooc. #enan vc thanks i hate it

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HATE ENAN U COWARDS

#ooc. #honestly so many fereldens Despise her #shes super orlesian for 1 #like she dalish but like the accent her dressing style all of its very orlesian #and i feel like given that orlesians are used 2 seeing elf servants in positions of comfort that sometimes exceed that of humans #that while theres orlesian resistence to an elf with so much power its a much less #like Weird image 2 them (esp given that she is orlesian) than it would be 2 fereldens #who NEVER see elves in more comfortable positions than even poor humans #obvi theres still enormous racism there but at least here i feel like orlesians might feel marginally less intrinsic disgust at the sight of #an elf --- not with her power #but with her Security i guess #ALSO she takes over the orlesian court by masterfully playing the game which is like #1. its her Becoming the orlesian power structure #and also her overtly just being obscenely good at the game that fereldens hate so much

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i got 12000 steps today and my legs have become tanks

#ooc. #not rly but i am rly pleased with myself

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#✦│ & the weight is crushing down on my lungs; i hope someone will save me this time. — ❪ sybil hawke / musings. ❫ #✦│ my little brother can be a bother but i’d want him over any other. — ❪ sybil hawke / carver. ❫ #✦│ dear‚ lie still. — ❪ queue. ❫ #blood / #:) #jeremy renner is shit but this is a peak carver n syb

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peak sybil and carver mood:  they’re both covered in blood, sitting / leaning on each other in some corner of darktown ‘cause they can’t go home til the bleeding stops.  carver says he hates her for getting them into scraps like this.  she points out that he’s the one who gave the bad guy lip.  he elbows her and says ‘shut up’ and she elbows him back and says ‘you shut up’ and they end up laughing and shoving each other for like five minutes.

#ooc. #theyre good sibs and i love them

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please tumblr desaturate this blue i beg of u

#ooc. #Graphic Design Is My Passion