Grumpy, meet sour.
I don’t know anymore.
hawke would take stiles under his wing (the beginning of a beautiful friendship); varric would give scott some romantic dialogue tips (‘how about this, kid—tell her you’ve been aching for her, then ask her if she wants a sandwich. keeps her on her toes. shows her you’ve got a sense of humor. oh, and make sure you don’t take her on any quests she won’t approve of. also, repeat after me: stop. saying. allison.’); anders and lydia disappear into the science lab (uh oh); isabela and aveline take an immediate liking to allison (‘big girl, are you sure we can’t keep her? after all, we wouldn’t have to train her. …much.’); merrill and jackson are left standing together and merrill tries to get to the bottom of his puppy dog eyes (‘jackson, did you step on a nail?’ ‘no.’ ‘smash your finger in a doorway?’ ‘no.’ ‘bang your head on a low beam?’ ‘why are you asking all these questions?’); and finally, fenris and derek have a brood-off so intense it replaces lacrosse as the most exciting sport at beacon hills high school.
(they both end up with headaches; varric adopts the nickname sour wolf for their resident elf; left alone in derek’s rotting, empty house, fenris remarks on the decor and derek, dryly, mentions that he dances from room to room when no one else is around. then they compare tattoos and share an understanding.)
(Source: jensenshackled, via frikadeller)