Dulce Sarcasmo

pov: you're solas, wandering around miserably after killing your last living friend on earth, and then getting shot at by the last descendants of your people. and you run into this guilt-ridden nightmare in the fade, that reminds you of how you're feeling currently. despite being from this half-sentient human. and so you give yourself (and the human, since he's there too) a pep talk to keep going. it's not like you need friends or happiness, if your cause is necessary to save your people, right.

and then anders becomes the herald of andraste while trying to kill the divine. and then they kiss. do you see my vision?

Crimson Peak’s Edith illustrated by me ❦

Dedicating one of my favourite gothic romance films to the month of valentines—because nothing bad ever happens in that movie ever!

I don't care to die today. It may be that I've killed you with my lie. And if so, I'm sorry. I'm doomed to some kind of hell, I know. Likely one without wine.

my broken pieces flow to your shore /