Sometimes I Sit Down And Just Write One Scene With Literally No Plan Or Established Meaning. I Write

that mutual that u KNOW u would be rlly good friends w if yall just ever,,,, talked

you are the hero of ferelden. no matter your origin you watch those you love most be ripped from you. death becomes an endless cycle which seems to follow you wherever you go. the fate of the world rests on your shoulders as you know you can never return home. home is gone now. home is buried with your family, jailed with your closest ally, cradled by the ancestors, forgotten like your beloved, lost to time in the murky glass of the eluvian- dead in your arms, killed at your hand. you are the hero of ferelden and it is your destiny to die. when next the world falls apart, you do not come. this world does not deserve your pity.

you are the champion of kirkwall. you are a refugee, cold and hungry and sold into labour. your mother hates you, though she will never say it. it's your fault the ogre killed your sibling, your fault the taint took the other. but you are happy. you have everything, friends and family and status and riches. you defeat the people plaguing your glorious city, you are the people's hero. you will always know even as she came back, isabela left you to die. you are happy but you are alone. you have everything and then you are rocking back and forth begging please please please do not take my mother as well. you have nothing, but you for a single second, you had everything. you are the champion of kirkwall, and your ally has blown up the chantry. where is your home now that everything is your fault?

you are the herald of andraste. and you are so, so scared. these people do not trust you, do not like you, would feed you to the fade if they could. they do not care if you follow another religion, you are their herald. you can never return home because heroes do not have homes. they say home is the people you choose, but you didn't choose these people, did you? every step you take aches. thousands reach out to touch you, for safety. for comfort. you are a black hole close to destruction, and you cannot do this. you are the herald of andraste and you have not been yourself for so long now.

the “and now, i die.” line from rook during weisshaupt is one of the funniest lines in the game because it represent how much they are that guy (tm) that just showed up. they know how ridiculous it is that their trying to fight an elven vape cloud god and it’s neo pet. they just are like “well fuck it, we ball”

crazy to me that I've been on tumblr long enough to see the vast majority of posts i see on a daily basis evolve from superwholock and fandom shit to this

Everyone draws their Inquisitor in the ataam-asaar eventually

I usually like to have a small blurb to accompany things like this, but honestly I’ve just been listening to desert/bazaar ambient music for the last week and wanted to draw Pipes and Cullen somewhere warm and sandy.

things i’m emotionally attached to

the one pair of jeans that fit perfectly

a specific pencil or pen

that really comfy sweater

super comfy underwear that makes your butt look good

drinking out of one specific mug

i haven’t seen anyone talk about how well venom 2 used it’s One “Fuck” Allowance since it’s pg-13. my entire theater laughed for 15 seconds straight when cletus was giving a somber speech or whatever at the end with eddie going along with it and venom said “FUCK THIS GUY” and Ate him. there was a lot of good comedy in this movie but that was TOP TIER.