thea IS ableist towards herself and WOULD "undo" her amputation and be "normal" again if she could. miss girl is obsessed with being perfect, and being an amputee is not part of that equation to her.
dialogue prompts from disappearing earth by julia phillips.
why do you have to be such a brat?
want me to tell you a story?
did i scare you?
could you help me? i've hurt my _____.
best friends do not abandon each other.
love means making compromises.
isn't anyone concerned about you?
i'm not a good influence.
don't roll your eyes.
how much longer can we do this?
family over everything.
is it serious?
you don't know, or you don't want to?
what do you think really happened to ____?
who's the 'type of girl' to do anything?
i'm not like you, but i understand you.
some people have nobody and nowhere.
i kept picturing you with ______.
whatever happened, i hope it ended quickly.
i'll take any gossip i can get.
you don't miss life here?
some people don't care if you're special. they'll punish you, anyway.
the police will hurt you, if they get the chance.
one mistake can cost you your life.
i'm the same. you know better than anyone, the way that i am.
will you at least promise to be careful?
for you, i'd do anything.
everyone looks better at a distance.
you've heard the news, then?
it's better not to speak of such things. what can we do about it all?
everyone says they saw it coming.
you're too young to understand what duty is.
this world was built for people to suffer.
let's talk about anything else.
you haven't heard of a text message?
you look just the same as you did.
i hope you choke.
it was a fling. not a very good one.
how did you sleep? any nightmares?
you can live another life. it isn't too late.
you know, you can be a real bitch.
there's always some new tragedy to discuss.
do you have a picture with you?
this sounds like village gossip.
is this really happening?
this is not real. this cannot be my life.
did you hear that? be quiet for a second.
do you remember the end of the story?
@thiedas, alistair & elethea. * “did you do something different with your hair?”
reflexively, her spine straightens — a hand going to the aforementioned new hairstyle binding back her golden curls. her self - consciousness possessed no ounce of insecurity; only an acute awareness of his attention. with it comes a small smile, head tipping. "do you like it?" adopting her offhand, flirtatious tone, she angles herself more fully towards him. he would blush, surely, or clear his throat in that nervous manner he had. that's what she was after, anyway. "it seemed the most practical choice, short of chopping it off," because she would sooner die than be inelegant; it had taken rising with the sun to begin the process of braiding her hair & pinning it up. a darkspawn had gotten hold of her loose braid on the road from lothering as they journeyed toward redcliffe & it had proven most distressing. not to mention inconvenient. "though it seems rather plain..."
Elethea only knows how maps work in an Academic sense. She's very good at geography, of course, it's one of the things that was hammered into her, but actually navigating a map in practice during the Blight is something of a pitfall for her. A lot of aspects of applying her academic knowledge into real-life skills are challenging for her.
sorry i’ve been MIA i’ve been playing fallen order and yall… i get it now
the blight is just elethea manically trying to maintain her coquettecore aesthetic while the world is literally ending
𝜗𝜚 ⠀𝗕𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗖𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗢𝗙 𝗠𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗨𝗠𝗕 ﹔ various sentence starters( general/platonic/romantic/antagonistic/etc ) from THE INVITATION ( 2022 ) . please , like or reblog if you plan on using . don’t claim as your own . content warning : mention of death , murder , etc.
you must eat something.
you must be terribly weak by now.
I won't do it anymore.
everyone is most concerned about your behaviour.
you know how hard it is out here.
he's family, and I don't have any.
leopards don't usually change their spots.
scandals aren't what they used to be.
I can't imagine what you've gone through.
you just have to tolerate my terrible sense of humour for a few days.
you definitely must be on your best behaviour.
if we don't help each other out, who will, right?
I don't care whose fault it was. just get rid of it.
you're most welcome to venture anywhere within the estate.
are those all real?
I can assure you everything is authentic.
the master is a great supporter of the arts.
the mirror broke last week but we've ordered a new one.
I know the pain of losing someone never quite leaves you.
next thing you know, you'll be posing for nude portraits.
did you overdo it on the bubbly again?
it's not safe in the dark.
what are they doing down there?
please, go back to bed.
it truly means more to us than you can ever know.
so thrilled to have you join us.
it's customary that I have the first dance.
I can't shake the feeling that everyone is staring at me.
you even make jealousy look radiant.
even a life of indulgence has its drawbacks.
if you like, I could stay with you till you fall asleep.
i'm tired of this facade and constantly keeping up appearances.
I want someone to see me for who I truly am.
how well can you know someone if you don't know their past?
I think you should take people as they are, you know?
when I saw you packing your things, that scared me.
please, don't run away.
i'm so glad that we can finally be honest with each other.
if you'll indulge me for one more moment.
my love, whatever is the matter?
I thought we agreed that we were done with this charade.
we are now free to be our true selves.
we'll soon be just like sisters.
it was a gallant attempt. I'll give you that.
you think you can change thousands of years, just like that?
I killed him. it's over.
it was just a flesh wound.
you don't tell me what to do anymore.
I would rather die than be a part of this.
change pronouns, tenses and other details as deemed necessary. & please specify muse when sending to a mumu. slightly edited wording for roleplaying purposes.
My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them.
What reason weaves, by passion is undone.
None of us can choose where we shall love...
Feeling too much is a hell of a lot better than feeling nothing.
You are enough to drive a saint to madness or a king to his knees.
A great fire burns within me, but no one stops to warm themselves at it, and passersby only see a wisp of smoke
I want to know what passion is. I want to feel something strongly.
I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are.
If something burns your soul with purpose and desire, it’s your duty to be reduced to ashes by it.
I have loved to the point of madness; that which is called madness, that which to me, is the only sensible way to love.
I raised you so high that every other on earth is now doomed to live in your shadow.
You have corrupted my imagination and inflamed my blood.
You know that when I hate you, it is because I love you to a point of passion that unhinges my soul.
People wait around too long for love. I'm happy with my lusts.
The human body is the best work of art.
I would rather die of passion than of boredom.
Your memory feels like home to me. So whenever my mind wanders, it always finds its way back to you.
What if you find your soul mate... at the wrong time?
Only the united beat of sex and heart together can create ecstasy.
Light yourself on fire with passion and people will come from miles to watch you burn.
My eyes were dazed by you for a little, and that was all.
after the fifth kid, everyone in ferelden starts making jokes about how alistair and elethea need to be kept in separate estates, or sleep in different chambers and locked in from the outside.
@chanticle, for jayne. starter call.
"don't grow too accustomed to this," she gingerly sets her pack down by the door. in the morning, they would abandon denerim in pursuit of genitivi & his impossible search for the urn. but they had earned a night in a proper bed, even if that meant her & her sister had to double up. (the cost of things was beginning to appall elethea, or rather, lacking money was beginning to appall her.) and a few rooms at an inn were an alarming price, especially with the unimpressive state of the decor. that such drab accommodations were in the realm of luxury to her, now, was a testament to how very far they had fallen. "though, i'd say - if we find this urn & cure the arl, the least he can do is cover such costs, hm?"