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that tangled concept art of flynn and rapunzel but it’s alistair and elethea
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WHERE IN THE WORLD IS BLYTHE? as of 31 december 2022, in order of activity.
@worthfuls : princess alice bingley, original character.
@aldovah : ásgeirr bjoaeldsen, tes v: skyrim.
@lyriam : fenris, dragon age ii.
@alistirs : alistair theirin, dragon age: origins.
@kirkwaell : noora hawke, dragon age ii.
@honnleith : cullen rutherford, dragon age: inquisition.
@alistirs.ㅤㅤ ❝ we haven’t spoke much…since… ❞
it does not feel natural to put up her wall of ice.ㅤnot with alistair, not anymore.ㅤafter such hideous words were exchanged, she would usually present herself as distant, forbidding.ㅤmake him grovel on his knees, begging forgiveness for the things he'd said.ㅤbut he looked so tired, his broad - shouldered frame filled the doorway, yet he looked so small.ㅤhow was she meant to take any pleasure in that?ㅤhow was she meant to feel anything beside the ache in her heart.ㅤwhere had he been sleeping when he was not with her?ㅤwhy did it look like he had not been sleeping at all?ㅤstill, she does not move.ㅤbarring him entry from what should have been their shared chamber for the past few nights.
icy eyes peer up at him, not quite scowling, though her hardened expression conveyed her wrath well enough.ㅤshe stands rigid as a statue, hand still lingering on the open door as if she were on the verge of closing it in his face.ㅤshe still might, with the rage boiling in her belly.ㅤif he expected a warm, teary welcome and open arms, he was mistaken.ㅤher pride was too great, despite however much her heart yearned to reach out and touch him.ㅤshe would not relent first.ㅤ"we have not spoken at all since that night."ㅤshe corrects sharply, at last breaking her chilly silence.
"in fact, i have scarcely so much as seen you in the last few days,"ㅤshe is hardly an intimidating figure; so small, especially with her feet bare, dressed only in her nightgownㅤ&ㅤrobe.ㅤyet she carries herself as if she were twice her size.ㅤher chin lifted, head canted ever so slightly to one side.ㅤchallenging, angry.ㅤi was worried, you bastard, you made me worried sick, how dare you.ㅤ"but by all means, if you have words, speak them, my love."ㅤfinally she steps aside - or rather, steps back into the bedchamber - permitting him to enter.ㅤthe affectionate term hurled at him like an insult as she crosses to the fireplace.
her gaze shoots daggers, voice pierces his ears like the sharpest blade. he deserves it. alistair keeps his gaze trained on the floor, only looking up as soon as she’s stopped. his eyes feel tired, mentally he feels as though he wants to go to sleep and never wake. but he’s here now. he wants desperately to melt into her arms, but he’s afraid to. he hurt her, spewed vitriol instead of the love he felt for her. as much as he wants to, he won’t touch her until she says it’s okay.
“ i came to apologize. ” he feels like his heart is going to explode. lips part to speak, but nothing comes out. alistair lets his head hang down, messy dark curls follow suit as he focuses on keeping himself from crying in a mixture of sadness and anger. he still feels so betrayed. being a grey warden meant everything to him. loghain stole it all away . . . and for it, he was rewarded with joining their ranks? even knowing that he’d strike the final blow on the archdemon and die, he couldn’t see past the blinding rage of when he found out. but he swallows it back —— for her, he’d do anything. “ what i said was uncalled for and cruel. i’m sorry. i wish i could take it back. ”
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highaver, balfour cousland.
‘ So you’re telling me that it could be anything? ’ Balfour stood there for a moment and, after that pause, closed his eyes with a sigh. It wasn’t Alistair’s fault that they were in this mess. It wasn’t Alistair’s fault that magic was so complicated and irritating. This was just the sorry situation they’d found themselves in, because this entire affair was cursed and Balfour could swear that the Maker had decided he specifically was to be miserable from here on. Alistair was as trapped in all this as he was. But that didn’t make it less frustrating.
‘ Right. So. We disturb the tether. ’ He unsheathed his sword. If brute force was the way out, then he would happily use it. ‘ We break everything we see until we get the fuck out of here, agreed? ’
“ agreed. ” perhaps his response is over - eager, but the grey warden has tired of being alone with balfour and he knows the other man shares the same sentiment. alistair unsheathes his own sword and turns around, starting to slash at every clay pot, wooden crate or barrel that he can find, kicking at every stone he sees . . . until finally, the barrier falls. he turns around quickly, almost gleeful like a young kid.
“ oh, thank the maker. we’re getting out of here. ” he doesn’t sheathe his sword quite yet —— they don’t know what’s coming ahead. but as he heads forward, he claps balfour’s shoulder, gaze not moving from in front of him. “ let’s go. please. ”
you know, one good thing about the blight is how it brings people together.
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“ what, have you come to make fun of me for how i started the fire? not all of us can go point, zap, boom, you know. ” alistair sighs, looking intently at the fire, almost as if he’s avoiding @misaentropy’s gaze. “ have you been resting well? this is your first time out of the wilds, is it not? ” SC.

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his face expresses everything his mouth does notㅤ–ㅤan adorable fault that she had long ago taken note of.ㅤsomething was clearly eating away at him, though with their argument settledㅤ&ㅤmended, there were still hundreds of things that could have been troubling him.ㅤtheir most daunting task was still ahead of them, and beyond that there was much to occupy their worries.ㅤelethea was not well - versed in such matters, usually she would have been content to let him deflect and continue on with her day, but who knew how much time they had left?ㅤif these were to be their final days, she would not let him spend them swallowing his pain.
“i woke to an empty bed”ㅤshe explains simply, breezing past his attempt at deflection.ㅤit was unusual now to wake alone without his arms around her, or her head upon his chest.ㅤespecially after their few nights spent in anger, sleeping separately, she had been eager to make up for lost time.ㅤinstead, she woke alone.
pushing up on her toes, she drapes her arms about his shoulders, clasping her hands behind his neck.ㅤpulling him down so she might press their foreheads together, looking into his eyes.ㅤ“you think i cannot tell when something is troubling you?”ㅤshe whispers, nudging her nose against his before pressing a quick kiss to his lips.ㅤ“what is it?”
it feels odd, this casual affection after a brief spell of not even speaking. perhaps he had not quite forgiven himself yet for how he spoke to her —— the words he said. his tone of voice. he didn’t even know he was capable of speaking in that way. and yet, he did. he spoke that way to the woman he loved. if anything, he was certainly still ashamed.
“ i forget you know me better than i think. ” he offers a gentle smile, looking past the awkward he felt moments earlier and allowing his eyes to close, cheek pressed to hers. he was thinking about loghain. he was thinking about how he was going to be forced to undergo the joining in a day’s time, how the pain of the ceremony wasn’t even enough for someone like him. he was thinking about how his worst enemy joining his ranks saved the love of his life. he was thinking about how he got angry at her for it. long arms wrap around elethea, pulling her flush to him. he’s going to relish in this feeling before he brings up what caused their fight and subsequent separation.
“ this whole matter with loghain . . . i know it’s for the best that he join us. he’ll strike the final blow on the archdemon and we’ll leave unscathed. perhaps i am just feeling guilty. ” he leaves out what gnaws at his soul, instead drops his head and rests his forehead against elethea’s shoulder. “ i said such awful things. i haven’t forgiven myself for them. ” he’d apologized to her already, but ultimately it’s what’s compelled him to step outside, just for a few moments. maybe it’s a good thing she happened to wake while he was out. @highevar