cried so hard while making this

anonymous asked:

Maia what were your reaction to Magnus saying "MY warlocks" in the finale?

i cried a lot!! he loves his warlocks so much. i honestly didn’t expect 2B to deliver so hard on high warlock magnus but they really said it TWICE and mentioned his high security clearance/high demand a couple times too??? then spent most of his arc trying to figure out how he could fight for them while still maintaining a relationship with alec. AND THEN WE GOT GARROBANE ON TOP OF THAT 2B REALLY CAME THROUGH!! i hope they keep this up because it was really so, so good and i have Expectations now which is making me nervous but also excited.

What I want Daddy to do to me

I want him to push me up against the wall, my cheekbones and breasts pressed into said wall painfully from the force of his body. I want him to grab a fistful of my hair and yank my head to the side and expose the soft flesh where my shoulder meets my neck and I want him to sink his teeth into my flesh with such force that he draws blood and the imprint is left there for days.

I want him to spit into his hand and stroke the tight little hole no one has ever touched before, using his saliva to make fucking my ass easier for him. I want him to start pushing his cock in with no warning, and to meet any act of resistance from me with roughness, sharp words, name calling, things that tell me my full and complete surrender to whatever he wants to do to me is my only option. I want him to remind me of the advantage his size gives him, that he’s both bigger and stronger than me and can make me do whatever he wants and make me fully awareI have no say in what he does to me.

I want him to call me a little slut when he buries the full length of his cock in my ass, and to laugh at whatever cries of pain that come from me when he starts to fuck me. I want him to yank my hair so hard while he does this that tears come to my eyes. If I cry out that he’s hurting me, I want him to say “good” and do whatever he’s doing to me harder, more roughly. I want him to use the hand that isn’t tangled in my hair and wrap it around my neck, squeezing so tightly I can’t breathe, ignoring any plea for him to stop. I want him to choke me until I’m on the verge of blacking out, and then I want him to suddenly let go.

I don’t want him to wait for me to be able to breathe again. I want him to force me down onto my knees as soon as he releases my neck, and I want him to ram his cock into the back of my throat. I know I won’t be able to take the whole thing, not even close. I know I’ll choke, I know I’ll gag, I know I’ll inevitably throw up. And every time I do, I want him to slap me and tell me I need to learn to take all of him, and slap me again each time I choke. I want him to keep fucking my throat as hard as he can, both hands in my hair, holding my head captive to whatever he wants to do to my mouth, I want him to command me to look at him so he can see the tears in my eyes. I want him to call me a dirty little whore and mock me for not being able to take the entirety of his cock, and for him to spit on me in disgust at my inability.

I want him to pull me up and tell me because I can’t take it, he has to finish some other way. And I want him to push me back up against the wall, drive his cock back into my ass, hard, and laugh when I start to sob at how much pain it causes me. I want him to fuck me as hard as he can, one hand on my throat and the other holding my hip to steady my body so he can fuck my hole while he calls me dirty names and tells me he owns me and all I am is something for him to use as he pleases, until he finishes in my ass. And after, I want him to grab my hair, yank my head around and force me to look him in the eyes. I want him to ask me, “What do you say?”

I’ll tell him, “Thank you, Daddy.” in a voice made hoarse by pain and tears.

And after I tell him that I want him to lean in and whisper, “That’s my good girl.” in my ear.

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a follow up piece to >this< piece from yesterday. i had no idea when i sat down today that i was at the end of this journey. i knew in my heart what would probably happen - so i wasn’t surprised - but to say i was “ready” would be a spectacular lie. thinking about the last few chapters through Prompto’s eyes makes it even harder to absorb. so… this is a consolation piece for my heart. 

I just love Cami’s foreshadowing
It’s not like I think Asriel is ever going back as a flower, for me this last episode showed exacly the contrary by how he cried for being comparated to how “Flowey” was
But at the same time, while our soulless “best friend” is not here anymore, we still see how his actions still influence the plot and that things BIG are coming from this
I’m attached to this series and anxious for the next episodes, its amusing, maybe I’m easily impressed person but I am not the only one that feel this way for Glitchtale, so I can say being 100% sure that Camila is a amazing writter
But while I want that much to see what come next, knowing how hard is to make THIS animation quality I must say she really deserves the rest she is taking right now
My praises Cami-chan! ^^

Edit: knowing Asriel’s powers are still awakening and he is already Asgore’s level fills you with determination

Delta (Bucky Barnes x Reader) Pt. 6 ❤️

A/N: Omg you guys are gonna hate me! *cries hysterically* This was so hard to write because of major feels, but i promise it’ll get better! Borky is a good dude ok and he will make it all better lol. I hope y’all like it! Enjoy! - Delilah  ❤️

Warnings: Swearing. Angst. Major feels. Get a tissue, you’re gonna need it. 

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Living with three angels II (Gabriel, Lucifer x Reader)

Summary: Gabriel needs to take you, and Lucifer shows up.

Warnings: All the smut, grace!kink, no Balthie in this one, sorry.

Your name: submit What is this?

“What’s up, Gabe?” you asked curiously when you saw the strained look on his gorgeous face. He responded by grabbing your face and kissing you roughly, immediately wrapping an arm around your waist, pulling you close.
“Need you…” he groaned. You were always quick to respond to your angels’ requests, and you wrapped your arms around his neck, allowing him to fly the two of you into an empty bedroom. You didn’t really have any assigned bedrooms, you all just slept where you felt like, sometimes alone, sometimes together.

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If you haven’t seen this yet…watch it now.

Sasuke, Kakashi and Gaara tackle a seduction mission- pretending to be hosts in a club to extract information from a dangerous client!! Shikamaru manages the mission (and the club), while Sasuke insists that they call Naruto to be on standby in case things turn into a fight. Naruto is happy to be involved, but…why wasn’t he chosen to be a host?!

The drama CD, brilliantly illustrated/synched by the fansubber, is absolutely hilarious. And yeah, there’s a few things to make SNS and GaaNaru fans especially happy. Shikamaru nails the stereotypes that fangirls squash the guys into, and listening to Sasuke, Gaara and Kakashi deliberately trying to be seductive is the best thing ever.

Have You Learned Your Lesson? (M) // Jay Park

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Pairing: Jay x Reader

Genre: Smut

Summary: Jay knows all of the games you play to try and tip him over the edge - and it works like a charm each time.

A/N: No build up. Just pure smut, p.s - I’m going to hell.

Please note that this scenario is rated M for MATURE as it contains smut, daddy kink, BDSM, spanking and dirty talking.

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To the Park Chanyeol who usually holds in his tears. To the Park Chanyeol that is labeled ‘happy virus’ and 'teeth rich’ for his ever bright and smiling face. To the Park Chanyeol who works so hard for the people around him. To the Park Chanyeol whose name gets slandered, who gets hate and criticism and only apologizes and promises to work harder. To the extremely talented Park Chanyeol who deserves the world: It’s okay to cry sometimes, because we will always have your back and we will always love you. I hope you know that.

Okay hearing brian talking about how he’s enjoying uni despite all the hard work he’s doing and still managing to get excellent grades although he’s been coming back every month with day6, writing music and performing nonstop…. it just makes me so happy that I’ve got tears in my eyes. It just moves me so much to see him happy with what he’s accomplishing, with himself, to see him want to show it off because god dammit boy you deserve to. He’s such an inspiration and such a good boy with a beautiful heart and mind and a bright future and I’m just happy to witness it all and see him actualize himself :“))))))

Why Phichit is my Favorite Character

In honor of reaching 500 followers, I decided it was about time I made a post that shows that this blog is actually what it sounds like. This is going to be a long ride full of incoherent rambling, so hold on tight. Yes I am listening to Shall We Skate and Terra Incognita on repeat while writing this

Lets start from the beginning. The first time we see Phichit, we see him for only a few seconds, where he only says one line of dialogue, ¨Yuuri!¨, which was preceded by a giggle. We don’t see him again for the rest of the episode, or the next. Or the next. There is nothing that you can glean from this character at first glance.

But that was the moment I fell in love with the character that is Phichit Chulanont. 

See, It wasn’t his first official appearance that made me fall in love with him. The reason I liked this character so much was because I understood he was close to Yuuri and cared about him. Now, for those of you who don’t know, I became invested in Yuri!!! on ICE because of Yuuri and the premise + figure skating. Not victuuri, although that was wonderful because!!! Representation!!! I was just glad there was a main character I, and many others, could deeply relate to. But this post isn’t about Yuuri. Its about Phichit. And because I could see he cared for Yuuri, I got interested. 

So I watched the scene again to figure out what I could. And here is what I was able to come up with.

He lives in Thailand, but has just arrived home after being somewhere else, or is leaving. More likely the former. He is cheerful, and invested somewhat in social media. He is close friends with Yuuri, or at least acquainted, and is likely a figure skater. 

I looked him up after that, and my love only grew. 

Also, we had this picture in the ending

God I love him

The next time we see Phichit, we see him in a video call with Yuuri in episode 4. His first appearances are all very Yuuri-centered. 

But boy did this scene deliver a BIG LOAD of information. 

I had been right about quite a few things from my first guesses about Phichit. He just arrived back in Thailand and likes social media, as seen by the literal touchscreen gloves and multiple IG posts. He is also very close with Yuuri. VERY CLOSE. I damn near cried over how comfortable and happy Yuuri became when he was talking with Phichit. And how comfortable PHICHIT looked when he was talking to Yuuri. 

They had clearly been friends for a long time, Yuuri even knew phrases in Phichits native language, and I have no doubts that Phichit knows phrases in Japanese.

This sort of familiarity and calm interaction is something we only really see Yuuri take part in when he is with his family, +the Nishigori’s, at least at the beginning of the series. 

When Yuuri starts talking about composer girl, Phichit is able to immediately understand what Yuuri needs without even having to hear Yuuri say it. That is the kind of friendship some can only dream of. 

We already know Phichit is a wonderful, reliable friend from less than a minute of interaction. Less than a minute. I counted. I have seen dozens of shows where it takes multiple WHOLE EPISODES to understand the relationship between two characters, but with Yuri on Ice it takes less than a minute. This is a result of good writing and good, rounded characters. 

Which leads to my next topic of discussion.

Phichit is such a well-rounded character holy shit

There are no lingering doubts about Phichit’s character. There isn’t a scene where you are left wondering, “Why did Phichit do this” or “What is Phichit thinking” because we know, at least in my case. As long as you understand Phichit as a character you can understand the motivations behind his actions. 

Episode 6 is a beautiful Phichitfest and I was having a good ol’ time. 

Now, for reference, episode 6 is when I really got into Yuri on Ice as a show. Characters I didn’t really like were starting to have more appeal, like Viktor, and characters I loved got better, somehow. 

Bonus points for fashion goddamn

HE CALLS CELESTINO CIAO CIAO. CIAO CIAO. HE IS SO PRECIOUS

His constant need to document everything on social media is also much appreciated. 

also this

Captain of the #victuuri ship honestly same Phichit

So,as I’m watching this episode I’m just waiting and thinking 

when do i get to see Phichit skate?? when??

I find out Phichit skates first and Im !!!!

then he skates. 

AND BOY DOES HE EVER FUCKING SKATE

Phichit steps out onto that rink in his princely attire and I am gone then and there.

Shall We Skate? is such a masterpiece and I LOVE IT

You can say what you want about Phichit, but if you cant see how much Phichit adores skating through his performance than you clearly haven’t watched the series. 

I have a record of crying every time I watch Phichit skate when I watched the episodes he was in for the first time. Every time. This one is no exception. 

The fact that the audience is shown to get very caught up in Phichit’s performance made me so happy? These people, who are all there to support the more popular skaters, are getting caught up in the dance of a skater who hadn’t even been on their radar. 

Originally posted by meldingseas

After his skate was done, he was still RIDICULOUSLY PROUD AND SUPPORTIVE OF HIS FELLOW SKATERS EVEN IF THEY SCORED HIGHER THAN HIM

JUST

LOOK AT HIM

HES SO PROUD!!

what a good friend fukc i love him

What I wouldn’t give to have a friend like Phichit

Ok.

Terra Incognita. 

me too ciao ciao

This performance showed how much you can glean from a person while watching them skate. And yes. I cried. 

Just.

His motivation for skating is so fucking clear. 

He wants to make his country proud.

And he does. 

The audience is rooting for Phichit, he gets the crowd hyped up and he delivers. 

He worked his ass off for this performance and it pays off

He nails all of his components and scores higher than he ever has

He is so confident that hes won and he WINS

HE FUCKING WINS

HE BEATS YUURI AND CHRIS AND LEO ALL OF WHOM WERE MAJOR CONTENDERS FOR THE GRAND PRIX 

HE WINS HIS FIRST GOLD MEDAL

AND AFTER THE ROSTELECOM CUP BECOMES THE FIRST THAI SKATER TO ADVANCE TO THE GRAND PRIX FINAL

HE??? IS SO GOOD

And that’s why it made me so mad when he lost the Grand Prix Final. 

Sixth. Place. 

I love the other skaters. I really do. But JJ did not deserve a bronze medal. He was way over scored and should have gotten last place. Phichit scored about as high as the previous years third place winner. JJ. 

His Shall We Skate made me hella emotional and sob along with him at the end. He is SUCH A GOOD SKATER. 

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I never cried as hard during the entirety of YOI as I did during Phichit’s Terra Incognita performance. He was so happy to just be performing. Even after he messed up one jump he continued to smile. 

That is what makes a performer. 

Phichit entertains the audience. He holds their attention and gets them hyped up and on the edge of their seats. 

He has fun while he skates and just genuinely loves his sport. 

This gif sums it up pretty well

Originally posted by vikturi-katsforov

The scenes he got outside of the competition made me happy at least, and some of the flashbacks provided some nice information and depth

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and the iconic #victuuricaptain moment

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and I may be really salty about his loss but i am SO PROUD OF HIM

I am going to quote something I said when I first made this blog. 

“Just by qualifying for the Grand Prix Finals, Phichit won. He may not have won a medal, but he achieved not only one of his dreams, skating “Shall We Skate” in a major competition, but also made history by becoming the first Thai skater to compete in the Grand Prix Finals. WE should all be extremely proud of him, and hopefully watch him continue to made his dreams reality in the next season!”

I stand by this statement fully and wholeheartedly. Yes, Phichit deserved to be placed higher, and yes, it was completely unfair. But lets be proud of what he did achieve, and appreciate him for the amazing character he is. 

tldr; Phichit is a wonderful character and I love him. Thanks for 500 followers!

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Bones  - 12x12 - The End in the End

This moment right here, it wasn’t just about Booth and Brennan, this was about David and Emily too. While David was saying that wonderful, beautiful speech, Emily was having to say goodbye to all the things that made B&B, B&B. 

David had tears in his eyes, but was able to keep it together more, but Emily just couldn’t hold it back at all. I can only imagine the crying that went on between takes with both of them.

For @illustraice and her amazing Sun/Moon spirit au? THIS WAS SO RUSHED, BY I wanted to give you something in addition to the writing.

Thank you for all your amazing work. (PLEASE DON’T LISTEN TO EINE KLEINE BY RACHIE. it really hurts with this au.)


It’s entirely a lie that the gods whisper amongst themselves. Behind soft tones and intrepid smiles, he knows what they say about her. About him.

But his golden light conceals too much. He can’t see the truth behind the glaring brightness of his own being.

They say that she’s weak without him. That they’re two halves of a broken whole, and that the moon cannot shine without the sun.

They forget that she is the night sky and all it encompasses. They forget that she holds the stars in her small hands, that she grasps the distant galaxies with her glowing night.

He doesn’t get to see her much. But when he does, the old scars across his back and his chest and the ones that sear in his heart all ache.

Vague memories of bloodless war flit through his mind. Her blue eyes are ever closed in his presence. Her dark gown spilling over like ink around her form.

She is perfection. Everything he is not.

She is not his to have. Her silver heart belongs to a human she once met.
—-

She reaches for a man she knows is no longer living. But her moon shines just for him…for Adrien.

It wanes when the remembrance of war hurts her. It waxes red and full when her anger writhes and pulls at the oceans.

She once was human. Once was on earth long enough to meet a boy with golden hair like wheat and eyes the color of sunlight through leaves. A boy who fought in a revolution with ideals as pure as newly born life wavering under the spring sun.

“Wait for me. Wait for me, my Lady. When it is over, we can see each other again.”

But he never came for her. She’d searched long and hard across the streets of Paris, her form slowly shifting as the constellations on her back faded.

Mortals had so often made wishes on her stars, but she lamented that she cannot do the same as her heart leaked open and her tears doused the corpses that littered the battleground.

It’s been centuries, and her heart still aches.

(As do the old scars that gleam like starlight across her ribs and back, the scars the curl around her legs like sea foam.)

So she waits with a smile that cuts across the dark like her crescent moon, watching the world turn while she waits for a soul to be reborn. Her eyes drift into a sleep, dreams dancing across her sight full of wishes she cannot grant.
—-

It is the strangest thing, he thinks, to make wishes on a flower.

The Earth is such a beautiful balance…one who’s beauty brings with it a sharp regret that he can’t quite recall.

There’s peace in this field of sunflowers that rise like curious sentinels for their king. He feels safe in their shade, hidden from the glare of his own sun.

There’s a little lark that sits on his shoulder, head tilted inquisitively at him. He gives it a gentle smile, and turns back to the flower he holds.

(The local flower spirit…a tiny pink robed girl by the name of Rose…has kindly left him to his devices.)

But he holds not a sunflower, but a delicate dandelion in between his warm hands, and he heaves a breath.

“I want to see her.” He whispers.

He watches the seeds drift away on the sudden breeze. They spiral upwards into the sharply blue sky, a color that distinctly reminds him of the one he adores.

His wish is carried away on the breeze. He hopes the wind spirit cannot hear it. But then again, he wonders if he should have wished on the stars instead.

Maybe then she would have heard the sound of his golden heart reaching across the sky for her.

They meet once more during an eclipse.

He thinks it oddly fitting that the darkest time of existence for him is when he can see her.

She thinks it oddly disquieting that the brightest time of existence for her is when they cross paths.

An eclipse. Solar or lunar, she can’t quite tell yet.

But those familiar tendrils of heat reach out for her. Her hands feel cold and there’s an old timeliness pain that lances through her as he calls her name.

Still, she curls into herself, a full moon who’s silvery light wanes in the face of the golden sun.

Her eyes remain closed, but somehow, her frigid fingers reach across the brief expanse, seeking a warmth they do not want.

“What are you afraid of, Night? Why do you curl away from me?” He calls out, slight irritation causing him to flare red and orange for a moment.

She lets the frost under her shadow creep into her tone…lets the elegance of snow and ice under stars color her answer.

“I don’t love you. I don’t want eternity with you. We may remain friends.”

He’s frustrated. And he can’t catch her glance, because still her eyes are closed against him and the tears well up in his own gaze.

“I understand.” He says quietly, and the rest of the eclipse is spent in silence.

But there’s a gentle smile in her goodbye and he just barely catches the tips of her fingers to press a burning kiss to them.

She opens her eyes the smallest bit, oddly gray in the light of the blue stars that color her gown.

And then they part.
—-
She hears the wish he made on her brightest star.

She can’t grant it.
—–

They think the night needs the day to shine. How wrong they are…it is the day that wholly depends on the night.

It is his golden heart that aches for her. It is his balance that is broken when she disappears and he remains.

Her night sky remains, but there’s a wailing loneliness that makes it seem so much dimmer.

His cries echo across the stars, and his tears become rain.

She hides on Earth, and while her heart aches still, she shifts her dark umbrella higher over her shoulders and lets the tears roll cruelly over it.

She cannot grant his wish when she’s working so hard to grant her own.

There’s someone she needs to find.

Can we just talk about the way Naveen looks at Tiana?!?!?!!

Especially at the part when she’s dancing during Mama Odie’s solo number. It’s the first time he’s ever seen her completely happy and FREE instead of stressing about work and constantly being tied down by her worries about how she’s going to achieve her goal. He sees a more carefree side to her, and you can tell in that moment while he’s staring at her dancing that he suddenly realizes that he absolutely loves seeing her so happy. That she, more than anyone, DESERVES to be happy. And that because of that he’s going to do anything and everything to make sure that she will get what she’s worked so hard for because her happiness is now the most important thing in the world to him. Like idk these two always just give me a lot of feelings their relationship is so beautiful Aggghhffsdxe@$%fgccfft:$!ewrcf!##!! *CRIES* 😭😭😭

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Things Said/Heard while Making Holiday Cookies
  • “Now we gently fold the mixture, because we’re not heathens.”
  • “It’s like a whole peppermint atmosphere in here.”
  • “I SAID we aren’t heathens!”
  • “Make sure none of the wrapping goes into the mixer.”
  • “How old is this food processor?”
  • “I’m not saying that spaghetti is inherently humorous, but I will say that adding spaghetti makes most things funnier.”
  • “Why were you crying?”
  • “I was thinking about spaghetti, and I laughed so hard I cried. I’m a parody of myself, I know.”
  • “Gentlier! GENTLIER!”
  • “Man, it sure would suck if we accidentally baked bits of razor blades into these cookies, huh.”
  • “How much extended family do we have? No, wrong question. How much extended family do we like enough to give cookies?”
  • “You’re doing fine. No, wait, that was a mistake.”
  • “Spread them out more. We don’t want to make one mega-cookie.”
  • “How much extended family do we like enough to give cookies without bits of razor blades in them?”
  • “You’re doing it wrong. Here, let me.”
  • “I licked it.”
  • “Measuring is for squares. Just eyeball it.”
  • “I can do math. I can do LOTS of math.”
  • “Don’t lick that.”
  • “We should stop eating these.”
  • “It does say not to use this in ovens, but I don’t know what that means.”
  • “I’m glad you’re so smart.”

dear-kristine-15  asked:

Da2 companions react to the butterfly enchantment and purple Hawke enchanting something of theirs with it... Like a decoration for merrils home or isabella's bandana.

Ahhhh, thank you for this!!! I freaking love butterfly enchantment shenanigans!

Varric: That’s ridiculous and awesome and keep it away from Bianca. When he starts to see the enchantment in seemingly random places around town, he wonders if he should say something. …Nah. Even when his entire quiver of bolts for Bianca ends up with the enchantment, he lets it slide. They confuse and distract the people he’s shooting at, anyway.

Sebastian: “It’s no’… proper. It’s disrespectful!” he cries as he holds his miniature figure of Andraste, now glittering and exuding magic butterflies. If Romanced: “Love, please,” he says, holding his head and the statue while Hawke giggles.

Merrill: She thinks it’s pretty! When some of her knick knacks around her house turn up with the enchantment suddenly, she knows why. And she thanks Hawke with a hug every time! If Romanced: It. Won’t. Stop! It’s such a pretty enchantment and she really does enjoy it, but now the bed has been enchanted and that’s just awkward. And it makes it really hard to sleep since the enchantment is so bright! She begs Hawke to keep it confined to little things or out of the bedroom.

Anders: He just sighs. It’s Hawke being Hawke. They’ll settle down eventually. Probably. Or they’ll be arrested when the entire city of Kirkwall is glittering. It’s good to keep the refugees in Darktown happy, though. When some things in his clinic end up with the enchantment, he keeps them around to cheer up his patients, especially the children. If Hawke starts to go overboard, the newly enchanted things find their way into Hawke’s estate. Usually somewhere they’ll step on them. If Romanced: He shakes his head and watches Hawke terrorize the city with magical butterflies. He likes the watch the commotion even though he won’t be part of it.

Fenris: It gives him a headache. He has a hard enough time with magic without waking up to find that one of his wine bottles is suddenly glittering and covering in rainbows and butterflies. The third time it happens, the empty bottle ends up in Hawke’s bed. If Romanced: He’s much more tolerant of Hawke’s antics. Like Anders, he sits back and watches the fun, usually while drinking out of one of the enchanted wine bottles.

Isabela: That’s cute! She thinks it’s adorable and will happily get into drunken fistfights over her enchanted bandana. If Romanced: Anyone who badmouths her sparkly bandana gets punched. She likes to suggest places to put enchanted items or items to enchant. Sebastian’s Andraste statue was her idea.

Aveline: Ugh… Hasn’t she put up with enough of this? When her armor gets enchanted she confronts Hawke and tells them to stop. She knows they won’t. Still, she makes Bodahn take the enchantment off her armor. She’s Captain of the Guard, and she cannot be walking around in that! She tells Hawke not to blow up the city with it and leaves it at that. At least she can say she tried.

Bethany: She sighs heavily whenever something else turns up with the enchantment. She knows her sibling. It’ll pass. Eventually… Until then, just grin and bear it.

Carver: No. No, not happening. He gets into a shouting match with his sibling over his enchanted sword. “But it looks so much better like this, Brother!” No, no it doesn’t.

Bonus!

Gamlen: He sneers at it and tries to order Hawke to get rid of it, or at least keep it far away from him. He has no real power to enforce that order, of course, and every time he tries something else in his house ends up enchanted. He has to replace his front door three times.

Leandra: “Darling, please stop that. What will the neighbors think?” She tries to encourage her eldest child to stop enchanting random objects, but she knows that it’ll just have to run its course like everything else. They’ve always been this way. It’ll pass.