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Clingiest DA2 companion? Not on a romantic level, but platonic.

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Can life please stop happening to me I wanna go back to writing my fanfic

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Happy pride month to the tiny cowboy and tiny Trojan man from Night at the Museum

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Happy Pride Month to Castiel Winchester

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Blink: *consistently voted the best episode by fans* Doctor Who: *has a group of Doctor Who fans say it's their favourite episode* Doctor Who Fans: Well that's just not realistic.

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“First, and most important—from the depths of my heart, the depths of my soul, and the soles of my feet— fuck Geoffrey of Monmouth” speaks to me on so many levels actually.

so don’t get me wrong because a lot of arthurian stuff is super misogynistic. but it’s never really in the damsel in distress way you expect. like the most helpless damsel is lancelot trapped and crying in a tower, completely useless, until this random girl who made him behead a guy in front of her fifty pages ago rolls up with a pickax and rope and is like “ok I’m minecrafting you out of here.” and this works.

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they should have left dorian and the inquisitor in the in hushed whispers timeline for like a month just because it would’ve been funny

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Assan does not like sitting still, you guys.

He remembers being very still in his egg for a very, very long time. He was very patient.

But now he’s out. And he doesn’t need anymore practice being patient, thank you very much.

“Davrin, he needs to learn some control,” says Manfred’s dad. He is one of Assan’s favorites. He plays with bones, and Manfred, and sometimes he smells like gingerwort truffles, or the dead things Assan likes to roll in.

“I found feathers in my alembic this morning,” he says, and Assan chirps proudly. He left them as a gift. How clever of Manfred’s dad to notice. He tries to perch on top of Manfred’s dad to show his appreciation. Manfred’s dad is very tall, and therefore ideal for perching upon. For some reason this is not appreciated. And Assan subsides. Really, he is already so patient.

He is also pretty.

He knows this because everyone tells him so.

“You’re so soft!” says the one who smells like trees and explosions as her fingers sink blissfully into Assan’s feathers. “I wonder how fast you’d be with more wings?” Assan liks her ideas. She is very exciting.

“Who’s a clever, pretty, lovely boy?” coos the one who is always surrounded by wisps. Assan chirps an answer, because it is him. And he is a clever boy. The wisps are fun to chase, and sometimes she steals him food from the den where Spite lives.

“Awwwwww,” says the small one that smells like earth and all the breath whooshes out of her tiny body as Assan curls on top of her. He tries to make himself as small as possible so as not to squish her. “You’re cute widdle face!” She wheezes, and squishes his face. Oh. She likes squishing. Very well. Assan will squish her more often.

“Hi Assan!” says the Leader. Assan knows they are the Leader, because Assan’s dad listens to them. So Assan must listen to them as well.

And they give very good hugs.

But the one Assan respects most is the dragon. No one else seems to realize they are a dragon. That’s silly. Assan knew from the moment he smelled their breath and heard the rumble in their chest. The sound of it stirs ancient, forgotten instincts deep in Assan’s gut. They even have the horns of a dragon.

Sometimes Assan will peek very cautiously around the corner of their den.

The horned head turns.

“Hey,” the dragon rumbles in greeting, and Assan is quick to scramble away and out of sight, thrilled with his own boldness.

All is well. Assan is a patient, pretty, clever, brave griffon.

And the dragon has not eaten him yet.

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I can’t believe I am adding to this post right now but if it was meant to be solved like

(I can’t tell if tumblr fucked the image but it’s the 8 over 2(2+2) version)

Wouldn’t it have been written 8/(2(2+2))