What Are We????WRITERS!!!!!!what Are We Gonna Do????WRITE!!!!!!!!!!when Are We Gonna Do It????????//distant

what are we???? WRITERS!!!!!! what are we gonna do???? WRITE!!!!!!!!!! when are we gonna do it???????? //distant sobbing

You ever dream something so fucked up that you actually feel a little concerned like excuse me brain what the fuck did you just create

“I’ve got him, Cassandra.” ——————————— Coz i saw several art about Post Haven’s rescue party involving Fem!inquisitor but haven’t seen any with Male!Inquisitor~ Those BFF deserved an artXD Though i kinda doubt Cullen is strong enough to bridal carry my Warrior Trevelyan all across the mountain;w;

The other day I had a really good idea for a story:

A high school Shakespeare club angrily splits into two groups when they can’t agree on the correct interpretation of Romeo and Juliet. One group thinks it’s a cautionary tale about the stupidity of youth and shallow lust; the other group think it’s a beautiful tragedy about poisonous hatred conquered by love. Reconciliation seems impossible-

-then a person from one group falls in love with a person from the other

i think it’s beautiful that no matter who you are, no matter your feelings about mages or templars, no matter what kind of hawke you play, no matter who you’re romancing, the very first time you play dragon age 2, everybody has the exact same reaction.

have you noticed that whenever cullen’s angry he just grabs the nearest clipboard and stares angrily at it

you think all his subordinates have learned to just put clipboards everywhere to stifle his rage? like when he starts to yell, jim just slyly….slides…..a clipboard…..in front of him

then cullen just grabs it and starts to cool off like ‘ugh yes okay so this shipment of hay for blackwall the horses … what was i talking about before?’