From The Old Artworks. ❤ G A R R U S ❤

I am obsessed with the fact that the Veilguard all gathers round to watch Solas's saddest memories and then dissects them like it's an episode of Desperate Housewives. 10/10 no notes, exactly what he deserves.

God’s favorite princess<3

11.8 hours on procreate

Nothing beats the feeling when you start getting comments on every fic in a fandom or ship from one person, and it’s clear that they’re going on a fic-binge. 

flat fuck friday

Keeping the original post's tags below because they are so fucking right

in my heart of hearts the mythal in the crossroads is 6 feet tall, horned, decked out in armor fitting a self-appointed goddess borne from primordial war and a giant fuck-you dramatic feathered cape. it hurts to look at her directly. out of the corner of your eye you swear the shadow she casts is in the shape of a dragon. she's been stewing in resentment for so long the air just always smells like a wildfire and lightning strikes. ya'll remember the fucking puzzles in her temple? you wouldn't be able to just walk up to her and start talking to her, idc how long it's been since she's had petitioners.

if you want me to believe in the "like holding a piece of the sun" line you have to do better than the pajama-wearing default character creator template num 9 that we actually got.

Should I post my stories/update my chapters here on Tumblr along with ao3? A lot of people seem to do that, but my chapters can be kind of long and wordy, so I worry it’d be way too much.

my personal dragon age canon goes like

Origins: guy with a supernatural amount of rizz accidently becomes important at work and sigmas their way through gathering enough insane people to support them while they cure the super plague by beating the fuck out of it

2: worlds saddest wettest refugee has so much parentified older sibling energy that a bunch of freak outcasts imprint on them because they all live in Facism City where Everything is Fucked and Everybody Sucks

Inquisition: guy gets kidnapped by the pope's personal assistant to serve as Jesus 2 but it's fine because as it turns out if christians think you're Jesus 2 they'll do whatever you ask them to. which is really helpful if you happen to be the only competent person trying to prevent reality from unraveling

Veilguard: local intern accidentally becomes boss by being just so goddamn full of love that they can just bat their eyelashes and people keep pledging fealty to them and following them home. Their love for the world itself burns so bright and true that they not only kill 2 gods (with the power of friendship and this knife they found) but guilt trip the worlds #1 sunken cost fallacy truther into giving up his genocidal thousand year plan to go sit in time out

Everything that's wrong with Solas could have been solved if he'd spent a single moment of his life on the floor of a women's bathroom at the club at 3 am. Thousands of years of regret? No problem: this drunk girl with runny mascara just told him "FUCK them all. You're fucking beautiful. You did nothing wrong ever. Your head is so shiny." Boom. Cured. 

He would end up crying hysterically in the arms of, like, five hyper-supportive twenty-somethings. They would do his make-up. He would never look back.

you really can write whatever you want