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Endless gifs of Athos 2/∞

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IT HAD BEEN DAYS since they left lothering, pacing in silence he couldn't help but keep his mind fixated on the refugees left behind. how when they left, the town barely had enough swords to keep wandering bandits away, let alone the hoards of darkspawn that were slowly encroaching on the area. in any normal circumstance he wouldn't hesitate to remain behind in order to aid in the towns defense, but as fate allowed it their newfound mission had him questioning what he even could do in times of such hopelessness. pausing, he releases a heavy sigh before kicking over a stone that innocently got in the path of his boots. ' DO YOU THINK THESE TREATIES even mean something to these people anymore? what happens when we get to redcliff and the arl decides were just as treasonous as everyone says. '

@vhenann was gifted a random starter, ft. Evren Mahariel

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' YOU FAILED TO MENTION THAT PART the last time we were together, how does one forget to bring up the fact that they came face to face with a dragon and lived? ' utter disbelief clouds the conversation as she tries her best to grasp at the fact, that he sat across from her months ago bearing a tooth from the beast without even mentioning how he obtained it. she extends her hand out across the table, almost expecting him to display the treasure to her. ' WHAT OTHER ADVENTURES have you forgotten to tell me about? '

@morghuli was gifted a random starter, ft. Asher Forrester

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I was always told that you were the one without fear. Was I misinformed?

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baldur's gate 3 starters (part 1)

part 1 / ? .

❝ a less trusting person might think this all sounds very suspicious. ❞ ❝ you say all the right words, but i’m not sure you mean the right things. ❞ ❝ i know somewhere quiet. somewhere intimate. somewhere we can…indulge in each other. ❞ ❝ eugh, don’t be nice to me. it makes me want to be nice back. ❞ ❝ we needn’t be enemies. there’s plenty of those to go around already. ❞ ❝ there’s a steeliness to you, an unwavering tenacity in the face of, to be frank, quite dire odds. ❞ ❝ even the waves of fate can break upon the shores of will. ❞ ❝ i appreciate anyone that opens a conversation with threats of bodily harm. ❞ ❝ oh, you know me - ever the optimist. i’m trying to focus on the positives. ❞ ❝ i’m not easily impressed by people, but you’re stronger than i gave you credit for. ❞ ❝ there’s an air about you. something alien. ❞ ❝ loosen the grip on your pride for one blasted moment, won’t you? ❞ ❝ it’s been a long time since someone stuck their neck out for me like that. ❞ ❝ there’s something odd about this village. people skulk around like they’ve something to hide. ❞ ❝ you know, if you want to spend time with me, you only have to say so. ❞ ❝ i want to know what the world sees when it looks at me. what you see. ❞ ❝ what’s better than a devil you don’t know? a devil you do. ❞ ❝ you must know that you’re…that you’re very special to me. ❞ ❝ the gods are nothing if not vindictive in their vengeance. ❞ ❝ stay with me a while, will you? day will come all too soon. ❞ ❝ here’s my little treat with their cheeks all flushed. ❞ ❝ i am terrified. i will not claim otherwise. ❞ ❝ my apologies. i’m not quite myself yet. i had the strangest dream last night. ❞ ❝ we didn’t die today. tomorrow, perhaps. but not today. ❞ ❝ leader’s need to make tough decisions. we do what we must. ❞ ❝ i think that unknowable powers come with unknowable consequences. ❞ ❝ i’ve had a lifetime’s fill of watching little men puff themselves up with grand titles. ❞ ❝ in these times, all we can trust are the blades in our hands. ❞ ❝ it’s not easy to turn away from one you once loved. ❞ ❝ much has been promised to you, hasn’t it? but what has been taken from you? ❞ ❝ damn it all. i can do nothing right - not a damn thing. ❞ ❝ every instinct i have tells me that nothing’s changed. that i’m still just a means to an end. ❞ ❝ do not speak of a story you only know the half of. ❞ ❝ i dreamt every night that you’d come back to me. that somehow it was all a nightmare dawn would undo. ❞ ❝ when the time comes to strike, you must take it. for there may be only one chance. ❞ ❝ your eyes. there is pain, endless and deep. but also devotion - blazing like the sun. ❞ ❝ you’re adorable even when you’re teasing me. ❞ ❝ i don’t need your help, and i don’t need your pity. ❞ ❝ i’m more than what i was. and i’m not afraid of anything any more. ❞ ❝ i said exactly what i meant: i love you. you should never, never doubt that. ❞ ❝ this is all like some sort of terrible dream. but it’s real, isn’t it? ❞ ❝ there is no redemption. can’t you see? it is too late. ❞ ❝ i don’t know that it was brave. i just know that it was right. ❞ ❝ you took those bastards down like it was nothing. it…was amazing. ❞ ❝ they underestimated me. so they paid the price. ❞ ❝ we fight, we die, and we just hope that when our time comes, there is someone else to take our place. ❞ ❝ unfortunately for me, you’re my friend. rescuing you from mortal peril is my right. ❞ ❝ what did you think i was going to say? 'oh, come here, i'll kiss you better'? ❞ ❝ flowers are so overrated. they're bright, gaudy, and almost never make good poisons. ❞ ❝ i’ve been lied to, my whole life. and i was gullible enough to just believe it. ❞ ❝ you know, i never pictured myself as a hero. never thought i'd be the one they toast for saving so many lives. and now that i'm here…i hate it. ❞ ❝ you know, i feel a connection between us. like we're two souls walking the same path. ❞ ❝ the forgiving sort, are you? you should be careful. plenty would take advantage of that. ❞

❝ it’s as if god made you just to ruin me. ❞ ❝ perish the thought. every word i said was nothing less than true. ❞ ❝ you have a manner of irresistible desperation about you. i like it. ❞ ❝ i got my eye on you. you got the look of a troublemaker. ❞ ❝ i’m starting to think you’re my guardian angel. ❞ ❝ it seems you know me better than i know myself. ❞ ❝ you…you have no idea what you’ve done. ❞ ❝ they say madness and genius are separated by but a hair’s breadth. perhaps the same is true of madness and stupidity. ❞ ❝ oh, it’s you. don’t you get tired of telling people how to live their lives? ❞ ❝ good morning! thank you for not killing me the other night. ❞ ❝ when the time comes to strike, you must take it. for there may be only one chance. ❞ ❝ it is good to savour the moment of victory - but pace bg3 syourself. our fight is just beginning. ❞ ❝ i was too hasty to judge you. i thought you were witless, gutless, unimpressivably bland… ❞ ❝ yours is the first happy face i’ve seen in a good while. ❞ ❝ when hope has been whittled down to the very marrow of despair – that’s when you’ll come knocking on my door. ❞ ❝ thank you, my friend. maybe we’ll meet again, in another life. ❞ ❝ you’ll regret sticking your nose in my business. ❞

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and if you go, I wanna go with you and if you die, I wanna die with you

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Louise Glück, Poems 1962-2012

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SHE WANTS TO BE ANGRY, wants him to understand just how much pain she went through because of him, because of the distrust he created. years of silence in order to heal had done nothing, for every time she tried to reminisce on memories that held the two of them together, they were torn apart as she remembered their current reality. it had exhausted her, the endless turmoil she put herself through in order to cover up the fact that she was just too stubborn to move on. how could she, when he had taken that choice away from her. regardless of how he felt about the situation, she couldn't get the answers she needed to form her own choice on the matter because he was the one who took it all away. she was stuck in this limbo, this grey area of confusion on what actually happened, what their intentions were for her and if they could even get close to a cure. it wasn't even like she could approach anyone else on the matter, no one could help her flush out these waves of thoughts that consumed her. for the only other person who was there was sat across the room, with a story she simply couldn't believe. the first time Tommy had grouped them together she fought tooth and nail to try and get out of it, for she couldn't bare the oncoming silence between them, the awkward shifts back to how they used to navigate various cities in the beginning. it got better the more they went out, for he was pretty adamant on only really talking about the routes ahead of them, where they would stop and how long they would rest for. as they settled into the tower she couldn't help but feel inclined to mention something, anything to inch them closer to having an actual conversation that wasn't about the patrol. her in her mind, if she could bring them back to some form of neutral ground, he could help clear up some of the things she was stuck on without hopefully causing any arguments. it takes her some time, but she figures the best place to start would be the one things that he easily could open up about. ' WHAT SONG IS THAT? '

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      𝙻𝙰𝚃𝙴 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙶𝚂 𝙵𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙷 𝙸𝙽 𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙾𝚁𝚈,  after two long years of deafening silence,  repressed frustrations had been expressed,  and the need for time to forgive had been informed.  The tremor in her voice had cut open an old wound,  never truly healed since the first young loss.  His little girl,  stolen away by humanity's selfishness to survive,  and the one he grew so fond of to consider as close as a daughter was pushed away by what he considers the same selfishness,  although his,  was of a fatal devotion.  Worry as he might,  Joel wanted to keep his end of the bargain,  he stepped away in order to give her the independence she's seeking,  as well as the chance to choose of whether she wanted to bridge this gap between them or not   ...   if the result was the latter,  he wouldn't blame her for it, [  but it would be a lie to say he hadn't missed her jokes and the way she easily gets on his nerves.  ]  Perhaps he should've told Tommy about their unspoken agreement. However,  if he knew his brother any better,  the man was sick and tired of being in the middle of it.  He paired them again on patrol,  third time this month,  a cheeky grin on his face that Joel was going to make him pay for at the nearest opportunity.  Nonetheless,  patrols went smoothly,  Ellie was an expert by now,  she knew the routes,  it only took one word or a gesture for her to catch on.  The rest of the night was spent in the lookout,  each in their own corner,  passing time.  With guitar in hand,  he plucked absent-mindedly at the strings,  playing a tune he heard Tommy play a while back,  it kept his mind of the grim,  and filled that silence that seemed to stretch forever.  Goddammit, Tommy.

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Joel and Ellie banter THE LAST OF US 2023- • 1.02: Infected

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HER WORDS CREATE AN EXCITING ADRENALINE, as if she's on a rollercoaster stopped at its peak. crawling forward across the room on her knees, she quickly parks herself next to the sofa with her chin rested on her hands. eagerly waiting to be told the details of ally's night, she motions to her lips being sealed like a zipper and hopes that its enough to convince the other that the shared living room was a judgement free zone. ' PLEASE ALLY, I've been waiting all night for you to get home. this is the first time you have something really juicy, you can't just keep it from me. ' she playfully shakes her arm lightly, careful not to cause any sort of motion sickness as she reaches to pull back the blanket away from her face ' OH MY GOD. are you shitting me right now, tell me everything. '

"alright, alright, i'll tell you... but i really need you not to judge me here okay? i mean it, one inch of judgement and i am never telling you anything again." because their head is ringing, stomach unsettled and they're not sure that they can think straight while they're feeling like that. their body falls down dramatically onto the sofa across the room, a soft groan falling from lips and the blanket pulled across until they're covered in it completely. they should have come home at least four tequila's before they got anywhere close to this point, should have had some kind of foresight. they're practically begging @enmourn to stay cool. "you know the bartender? the pretty one who got strange the last time i went over there and then wouldn't stop calling me for a month? that is where i just got an uber back from."

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THE SIGHT OF HIS SMILE ignites something inside of them, a tidal wave of infectious delight that makes them all the more prepares to see where the night takes them. reaching for one of the nearby end tables they pocket the wallet and keys that reside sloppily there and begin to make their way to the door. ' WHAT DO YOU MEAN, TIME TO GET PRETTY? I stay pretty I would have thought you knew that by now. ' it was confidence that turned their hastily thrown together outfits into something of a spectacle, though in the back of their mind it was apparent that the only attention they wanted to receive was from wolfgang, who had nothing but eyes for them. regardless of what they wore, they wore it well. a twist of the doors knob swings it open, while they dramatically wave their arm forward to beckon wolfgang through. ' C'MON, if we want plenty of time to dance we better get a move on. '

relief burns his veins; a depth that threatens to swallow him whole, washing through blood the way rain takes aways the sins of cobblestones. he can put aside the city for a night and hide out in the expanse of felix's ribs, become nothing more than a desperate need to care for the one person who can still paint the sun for him. "yeah, sounds good." anywhere. anywhere can be a salvation when he can ignore the world and fall into the way they have always known how to stand by his side. it's easier to breathe with the agreement, expression settling to something only felix would recognise as a smile, a softening to the lines of his expression. "you need time to get pretty or we just heading straight out?" he could do with a smoke. he could do with getting out the abyss of his mind, he could do with disappearing completely. anything will do.

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BARRY KEOGHAN as DRUIG Eternals (2021) dir. Chloé Zhao

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Ikaris, I missed you.

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made posters with lyrics from I Never Told You What I Do for a Living to manifest that they play it at the california shows i’m going to 

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' SINCE WE LEFT LOTHERING. ' she remains with her back facing the elf, as if the question didn't even intercept the intense bout of rummaging she was doing. exhausted, under heavy stress and missing the one thing she was anxiously searching for had left the dwarf irritable and ready to explode. ' DWARVES DON'T DREAM Y'KNOW, 'n since we've been together I lie awake at night in fear of seeing those horrors all over again, being connected to them is a whole other layer of shit that's been uncovered. If I can help it, I'm keeping it to a minimum until we figure this shit out. '

@vhenann asked: how long has it been since you’ve slept ? (for meera)

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' 'M NOT MUCH FOR STORIES I really only paid enough attention to answer my fathers questions during his long lectures, Yvore was the reader, could hardly get him to put his books down while you talked to him when we were younger. ' half a smile creeps onto his features as he briefly reminisces over fond memories, it had been almost a year since he had seen his younger brother and before he continued on he was sure to make a mental note to send him a raven as soon as they returned back to the keep. turning to the younger forrester he holds back a rather large branch out of the way, clearing the pass so that she may begin leading the two of them ahead. ' BUT PLEASE, enlighten me. since you seem to know so much about all of this I'll let you lead, I don't think you want the blind guiding you along where the old gods wandered. '

@unforsake asked: haven’t you heard the stories ? @ aymon from mira forrester.

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SHE WAS DROWNING UNDER THE WEIGHT OF IT ALL, yet remained unmoving with a distorted smile curling the edge of her lips behind the rooms shadows. cornered with her back against the wall she couldn't even change rooms without one of the various staff following close behind, she had given up after entering the kitchen for the third or fourth time to collect water. she almost feels a sense of ease when he approaches, as if a hand was reaching in to pull her out of the sea of twisted thoughts that had encapsulated her. left to her own devices her mind had looped the reminder that she wasn't going to be coming home. that against the others in the arena all the training she had done would be for nothing, the only hope that she clung to was the fact that Finnick had been fighting tooth and nail to make sure she at least stood a chance against the initial bloodbath. lifting her head from the lightshow emitting through the window she instead changes her position to face him better ' BELIEVE ME I'VE TRIED, this is attempt number four of trying to tire myself out before I resort to pillow smothering though I don't think anyone would appreciate that option. '

these bones are a shipwreck; every inch of him threatening to fall to the waves and never come out again and in his worst moments – when the hands on his skin seem unending and he cannot imagine a way out other than to succumb – he wonders about becoming sea - foam. he always wanted to be something they couldn't touch. and here he stands, ready to send another body to the graveyard, sickened with the thought that his heart has started beating in his chest again and this time he cannot make it through on the numbness alone. he knows what the night before is like, the oppressive tightness when there's no where else to run, when fate is standing on the periphery and looming ever closer. he knows the odds, knows how to play them to his advantage but even he cannot know if they'll ever be enough. which is where he's been, allowing his own oblivion for the hope that there's another version of this story where there's a happier ending. "there's too much to do for me to be asleep." and he won't let her press, won't allow her to imagine what happens if they do make it out. easier to think she won't make it than she'll ever learn that. "you, however, do actually need to get some rest tonight."