Dragon Age: Origins Fan Art - by Sergey Sezonov
You know why I love AUs? Because the whole point of them is that everything is changed, and yet these two people are still going to meet and fall in love- that they’re so set in stone and so meant to be that you can change literally everything in a hundred universes and they’ll fall in love over and over again.
Do not picture your OTP having a kid and losing said kid in a ball pit.
#Alistair would be the one to get lost in the ball pit tbh
….was it really necessary to make him that attractive? he has two lines, is on screen for less than five seconds, has no name and probably will never get one so why did you feel the need to make him so fucking pretty? that’s unfair…
there was a thing on my dash saying baby huskies
and because of SOMEONE I thought of fucking WYATT
like, i love an enjolras who cares so, so deeply about grantaire, but doesn’t let it show. doesn’t let it show because he always has to be strong and determined and entirely devoted to the revolution; he can show no affection for the man who challenges his every move, for that may be a sign of weakness in his own arguments.
and he isn’t weak, but you know what enjolras is fighting for? what the burning core of his cause is? he’s fighting for the people. and there is no stronger embodiment of the people than grantaire, the friend of so many, immersed in laughter and culture and intelligence and mythology and opinions and, yes, belligerence, but that’s what makes him human and alive, and that’s what enjolras loves, and that’s why he finds his heartstrings inextricably bound around grantaire, grantaire’s existence, grantaire’s life, and that’s why grantaire’s death would strike him so powerfully.
ahaha yeah my feelings for that character have totally calmed down [sees picture of them] ahaha never mind. aha. ha. i lied. i fucking lied. i lied so much ahahaha i’m a fucking liar i have no control in my life ahaha help me
[RIPS OFF SHIRT] [PUNCHES A WALL] i gOT MY FEELIGNS BRUISED BY THE LEADER IN RED [SLAMS GUITAR ONTO THE FLOOR] I PROPPED THE BAR AS HE TOLD ME “R YOU’RE GOOD FOR NOTHING FOOL” AN D I H E A R D EVERY woRd THAT HE S AID [sobs uncontrollably]