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idolbound · 1 year
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@magicbound and I truly peaked when we wrote this thread where Orsino is drunk and has a fight with Meredith, and she winds up breaking his nose. 
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The magic screamed out of me. A cacophony of black and red sparks burst around the room. Tables and chairs flung back. The desk cracked down the center.
And that … Monster.
The monster hit the wall with a loud crack as the wooden panels broke from the impact.
I move forward slowly, the burning red of my magic trickles up and down my arms.
“Do you ever think about all the lives you’ve ruined?”
The monster flung its arm out, still conscious. Good. I wanted it to see its death coming.
An array of lights appeared in the air, shooting out at me, however, a flick of my hand bounced the closest away from me, hitting the wall and leaving a scorch mark. I raise my other hand, condensing my magic in a shimmering black red shield, reflecting more of the monster’s magic.
With a flick of my fingers, the shield rushes out, a shockwave that slams the monster into the wall again.
“P-please.”
I rush forward, coating my hand in chaos magic and grab the monster around it’s throat. Where my fingers dig in, it’s skin sizzles.
“Did you know they call chaos magic nigh uncontrollable?”
I lean in closer, pushing down on the monster, keeping it pinned.
“As I see the world,” I whisper. “so shall it be.”
I glare into the monster’s eyes.
“You have given me the greatest catalyst to learn how to control what was thought to overtake the user.”
I can feel the power surge, I’m certain my eyes begin to glow a burning red to any who saw them.
“Hatred. Pure and simple.”
I push down harder, making the monster whimper.
“I will become a monster so that others do not have to.”
I hear movement and look to the side, and see Daighre, flames flicker from his eyes and hands.
“Y-You there! Boy!” the monster shouts out. “Save me from this crazy man! I’ll give you enough money that you’ll never need to fear hunger or cold!”
Daighre takes a few steps forward, his attention only on me.
“Is that him?” he asks me. “Is that the man?”
I stare at Daighre.
“Yes.”
He nods, affirming.
“Your actions are your own Tyrian; you know I won’t judge you for them. I know what he did to you.”
Daighre turns away, but looks back.
“For what it’s worth, I don’t think Blessed Zaccra would punish you for doing what you need to do either, I think you’ve still earned peace Tyrian.”
And with that he walks away.
“No!” The monster shouts. “Get back here and help me you stupid fu- “
I slam my weight down on the monster, cutting it off.
“My rage is justified, and my thoughts are aligned.” I say to the monster.
It looks at me in fear.
“All my magic, any magic, has ever needed, is the abject belief that it will happen.”
I let my magic flow out of me, burning red and oil pitch.
“You thought you could take advantage of all those children? Of me?”
I begin to burn into the monster’s skin. It begins to scream.
“You will receive the death you’ve earned.”
I push downward and let my magic flow.
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sanctamater · 1 year
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Q : which tragic death would you suffer?
A : the unfinished: you die, hand outstretched towards the sky, as if to say 'I'm not done yet.' there are so many things you still have to do, so many goals you still have to reach. you've spent your entire life working towards them, and doing nothing else, only to die before knowing what accomplishment feels like. they'll say your death was a pity, that you had such a bright future ahead of you. it is one you'll never get to see.
tagged by:  @femtaile ouch tagging:  @spakona, @wrench-jackie, @magicbound, @afraidofchange, @astrancva
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valreceipts · 1 year
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Updated the pinned post to include that the owner of this sideblog is @magicbound . I can be contacted through this sideblog or my main blog about anything regarding this issue.
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pcsitivibee · 3 years
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positivity for magicbound : @magicbound is a top-tier blog I'd wholeheartedly recommend following! Very interesting headcanons and it's obvious Mal put a lot of thought and love in their interpretation of Orsino, which is always commendable. Much love!
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skyheld · 3 years
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@magicbound​ liked for a starter  !
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“ Nature magic is not as complicated as it seems.   There is a...  a life-force,  of sorts,  an energy that flows through all living plants.   Finding it is the tricky part,  but you will know it when you feel it.   Once you do,  you can manipulate it. “   He demonstrates,  holding his palm out and letting the small fern growing beside him coil around it,  leaves wrapping around his fingers as though alive with purpose.   “ My teacher called it vela’lin.   Green-blood,  or plant-blood if you will  ----  not literally,  of course. “
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bornpariah · 3 years
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       Candlelight casts long shadows, though the magelight that he has oh so casually conjured casts the deepest of all ——— it’s intolerable, how low the light becomes with merely candles while the darkness of night has long since descended outside. For once he is not cloistered securely in his nook, though it’s hardly as though he’s deviated much at all : several paces away, seated at the table beside, leaned back in his chair and balanced perfectly / awaiting a fall that will never come. Hands interlaced over his abdomen, the majority of his attention focused on the man seated across from him.
       Why only the majority, you ask? Well, very few people ever get the whole of Dorian’s attention, after all. ( there are too many things to ponder and theories to consider and his hyperawareness ——— doesn’t lend itself well to focusing the entirety of his attention on much at all. )
       ❝ ——— It’s as though they’ve never encountered quality fabric in their lives, ❞ he speaks both broadly and derisively, a flippant wave of his hand as he leans further back / and still yet doesn’t fall. ❝ Though that would explain their uniforms, ❞ pondering, now, gaze drifting as his head tilts and all four legs of the chair touch the floor once more, and he shifts, one of the legs aggravatingly shorter than the others. ❝ And yes, I’m perfectly aware : why keep the caged mages in any semblance of comfort? They have no reason to consider such material discomforts. It simply makes it more barbaric. ❞
@magicbound​
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skyaches-aa · 3 years
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@magicbound​
Briala + pacifism
She is by no means a pacifist , especially following the events of TME. Briala knows when diplomacy is needed , but that doesn’t mean she is actively against violence. Whatever is necessary for her goals , she will do. If she can spare the life of the people working for her though , she’ll try her best too.
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thescorcher · 5 years
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“What? Someone pissed in your tea? Or whatever else you Mages drink — that isn’t actual piss, that is. Templars’ piss.”
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idolbound-a · 5 years
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▼ - childhood headcanon and ∇ -. old age/aging headcanon
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Meredith’s early childhood was as good as a noble child in Kirkwall could get - she had a loving older sister, and good parents who wanted to raise their children with care and empathy. While her memories of the time prior to Amelia’s possession and her family’s deaths are barely there, she knows it was a happier time. Even in the early years with Amelia prior, Meredith was a content, playful and cheery child. 
In her old age, especially in the Inquisition verse in which she surpasses 50 years of age, Meredith’s lyrium usage - and subsequent withdrawals in times of low lyrium supply - has greatly affected her memory. As she ages, her short term memory often troubles her for doing certain tasks or remembering to grab a certain item etc. By the time Corypheus is defeated and she intends to retire, her long term memory is also affected. Eventually, much like her adoptive father, Ser Wentworth, Meredith will no longer recognize others she once knew or much of her past. Living on a small homestead with a horse to take care of gives her a steady task, but it isn’t long before it takes over entirely and she passes by the age of 56. 
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idolbound · 1 year
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@magicbound​ :  Spits at
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I’ve killed for less than that, you know. 
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willbeshot · 5 years
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anons: [calling reaver short.] // orsino, 5'7": what.
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“If my height is considered ‘ short ‘, mon cher, then you must be positively tiny! No wonder you can never reach anything– Like solid conclusions. Or decisive answers. –Or a goal.”
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sanctamater · 1 year
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WHAT JEWEL ARE YOUR BONES MADE OF?
STAR SAPPHIRE.  well hello, beautiful. how does it feel to have their eyes on you all the time? do you like to perform? do you like the way their hands reach for you as you turn in the spotlight? do you wish they would stop? they won’t. they can’t help it. is that the reaction you wanted? you want them to laugh, to cry, to moan, to yell at you maybe. you only exist in the lines spreading across the faces of others, right? if nobody thinks of you, you aren’t. so you make yourself headline news and they won’t look away attention won’t solidify you when the sun comes up and love won’t fill that hole inside. you might want to install an alarm system. just because they want you, doesn’t mean you have to give yourself.
tagged by: @doloridis fuck you wtf tagging: @idolbound @magicbound @wrench-jackie @spakona @standbetween @highevar
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valreceipts · 1 year
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Directory & Information.
This is a blog serving to gather people's experiences with Valentine into one place.
Valentine's past and present:
URLS: exorkizein (current), landawariar, throatkissed, sacrificedhe, apocryphorum, isiliden, hemorrhaged, and others.
Aliases: Valentine (current), Lamorek, Laurel, and Rom.
DO NOT SEND HATE TO VALENTINE.
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theharellan · 5 years
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☠ the circles
ic unpopular opinions | not accepting
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“The rebel mages are our allies now, in equal standing with any member of the Inquisition, but they have been locked in towers their whole lives. Most cannot remember what the world was like before their capture, nor are they accustomed to cooking or caring for themselves as we are. We must allow a period of adjustment, and time to learn what is expected. They may have their freedom, but one does not shed a lifetime of imprisonment overnight.”
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cuervocanto · 5 years
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hopewrought replied to your post: “Oh, magic is hard, I am tired. Please. Ask a mage...
lighting things on fire with my mind counts as doing it from scratch
magicbound replied to your post: “Oh, magic is hard, I am tired. Please. Ask a mage...
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“What will you do when your reserves are depleted, then? Freeze to death?” 
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