dragon age au in which everything is the same but mabari warhounds look like this
Gina: #Apparently Inara gave up on manners when her whole family was slaughtered.
Gina: i shouldn’t be this amused that this tag was the first to pop up when i typed in “when”
Gina: just picturing Inara like “manners? fUCK YOU.” /kicks nobleman in the chest and sprints out of the room
I have made this place a sanctum of healing and salvation. Why do you threaten it?
It’s easy to kind of laugh and pick on Anders for the melodramatic reaction in this scene, but if you pull that back and look, the fact is that he’s so exhausted that he can barely stand up, and yet the first thing he does is grab his staff and stand to defend his clinic and his patients.
Whenever people say he just sits around whining and never does anything, my mind just breaks while I struggle for a response.
Do they know how much work it takes to run a clinic for a sewer full of sick and wounded refugees? Whether through magic or through medicine, it takes an enormous amount of work, never mind the fact that he manages all of it without monetary compensation from anyone he helps, and still has to dodge templars and Carta thugs.
And he still finds the time to work on his written appeals, to make alliances and join resistance organizations and orchestrate runs into the Gallows to help free mages, and even to help out any time Hawke asks.
Granted, later on there are fewer refugees around and he occasionally spends time with the other companions, but that doesn’t detract from everything he’s put into it up to that point, and continues to put into it still. And all the while he’s fighting with himself to exercise prudence and temperance and stay in control of his more destructive emotions, against the force of a spirit pushing him because it knows nothing but action. To ease up on that hold for even a moment is to lose control and fail.
And he manages, save a handful of moments, for seven years.
He grits his teeth through seven years of failure and disappointment and fear and anger and grief; Seven years of futility and desperation and sadness and despair.; Seven years of healing and helping and yelling from the rooftops to try and get people to listen, only to be all-but ignored; Seven years of watching the suffering of everyone he feels is like him while every effort he puts forward to try and make a difference falls short.
Can you blame him for being burned out after that?
Even after all those years, when he’s tried everything, when he’s 110% burned out, when he no longer has any faith left in himself, he still believes that things can change if people try diligently enough and want it badly enough and are willing to fight for it hard enough.
Whether one agree or disagrees with his Act 3 choices, and even considering his flaws and faults and failures, it still doesn’t erase everything good that came before it, and to write him off as a whiny psychopath who threw an epic tantrum because he didn’t get his way, who doesn’t care about anyone but himself, who doesn’t care about all the people he knows he’s throwing under the bus and all the people who will suffer because he can’t sit and do nothing and he can’t think of another way, is just grossly overgeneralized and oversimplified and utterly wrong in every way.