something is coming.

(insp.)

Playing with Flycam again. Apologies. 

        “It’s always better to let a healer look at it.         Hard to get that into people’s heads though.”

          ‘ i understand that. i know plenty of members of            the inquisition that are stubborn to seek help when            injured. thankfully, i am not one of them. ’

“So… the fake Calling… was a demon? In the Fade? A Nightmare demon? I didn’t even know that this existed! Ugh…”

         ‘ yes, i...uh; it’s obvious now that corypheus had a hand in it.           but thankfully, we managed to kill it before we left the fade.           those who survived, that is. ’

                               ≺  ❝ ’  If you ask me , AGAIN , the reason why I wear                                 this VEIL , I will forcibly make you ＱＵＩＥＴ  . ’❞  ≻

            ‘ OH, i ----- i apologize then. i didn’t mean to offend you.               i was just curious. either way, i won’t ask again. i promise. ’

“Don’t suppose you know much about bears, o Herald?”

Mm, I know plenty. Enough to know that they’re an ass to kill. ’

             ❛ —— You saw the future? ❜

          ‘ It’s complicated. But, I ---- I saw what could happen if             Corypheus had his way. ’

Agents of Shield writers being giant teases

Jemma “heart eyes emoji” Simmons

jemma simmons in season two: ↳ one of us

      ‘ yes, well...i’m certainly hoping he is someone       that i may be able to have one day. if that’s not       silly to say, that is! especially in front of his sister. ’       she manages to let out a weak laugh, lifting her       shoulders into a gentle shrug. reina blinks in       surprise, though smiles as she lets her hands be       taken by the other. ‘ i would very much like that.       you rutherford’s do love a game of chess, don’t       you? ’

Hawke can feel the tension in the air. She turns her head slightly, not quiet enough to really look at Reina. And then turns back to the mountains. Anger yes anger that is the only thing that did Hawke any good, let Reina taste that bitterness. Maybe she can grow a set of teeth and learn to bite when the world inevitably bites her. «It’ll be dark soon,» Hawke says, staring at the oranges and blood-reds on the mountain.

        She’s at the point where she’s staring daggers at Hawke’s back. Fingers clench,         then unclench; the leather of her gloves making a slight sound in the silence. This...         was not how she imagined everything would be after they came back. She had been         a fool to think for a second things would stay the same after Adament. ‘ Yeah, well...         at least say goodbye of Varric. He deserves that much. ’

     ❝ that was me for a little while when i was      hanging out with the heathers, but that’s      long since passed. thankfully. — but no, i’ve      been brought up strictly. i don’t take other      people’s money. thanks for offering, though. ❞

           ‘ i’m glad. there’s certainly nothing wrong with wanting              friends, but some fail to see that it’s not the most important              thing. at least not when you’re heading to secondary school.              ----- ah, well. you’re welcome. i try to help out anyone i can,             honestly. ’

                                                                               ”We will do everything we can to stop                                                                                 Corypheus and with the way our forces                                                                                 are growing, I have little doubt we will                                                                                 succeed.” Still, there is something in the                                                                                 back of his mind that worries, concern                                                                                 that for all their efforts, it might not be                                                                                 enough to stop a being who deems                                                                                 himself a God.

                                                                ‘ It’s starting to seem more and more like we’ll have the                                                                 the advantage.  I just hope that none of our efforts go to                                                                 waste. Corypheus cannot succeed. Not with the future that                                                                 I saw. ’ She bites at her bottom lip. It still haunts her, in                                                                  dreams; of what she saw. She’d do anything to prevent that                                                                 from happening, even to the length of sacrificing herself.