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Day 8 of #Veiltober - Neve! Lost in thought.

Day 9 of #Veiltober - Harding! Looks like Harding might have something for you... 👀

Day 10 of #Veiltober - Rook! Concept of my Antivan Crow Rook 🥰

Day 11 of #Veiltober - Solas! So... I'm kinda late with this one and other prompts but here it is anyway! I'll try to catch up in one way or another 😅

Day 12 of #Veiltober - Varric!

Day 12 of #Veiltober - Inquisitor! Can't really tell if I'm happy with how it turned out. Might redo it at some point but I really wanted portray my inquisitor Lavellan with his beloved Dorian spending time together after Tresspasser 😔

Every time I see a comic including absolutely baffled disgusted flabbergasted Solas and Dorian with a shit-eating smug little grin my lifespan is greatly extended, thank you sm OP this is so pretty and cute

one floor down, solas is making retching noises

This is a fucking callout post Bioware. You’ve had this coming for a long time.

The Qunari are just lawful-neutral orcs. Y’all are just cowards.

Thank you.

“Everything is not going my way, everything needs to be destroyed so I’m OP again” -Solas 2015

in my defense, he dumped me and stole my arm 

wanted to fancy this up

Welcome, warden.

Dragon Age comic covers by Sachin Teng

Both kinds of Bioware girls got a lot of rep at the 2024 VMAs

thinking about himb

You know Fenris isn't always perfect but he IS one of the only dragon age characters who knows the word "sorry", which I think we don't give him enough credit for

fandom: dragon age.

rating: general.

pairing: carver hawke/oc (pre-relationship)

word count: 416

A/N: found this little piece i wrote ages ago about carver and my grey warden oc august’s first meeting. entirely without context for the reader, rip, but mayhaps i will write more about them to make that context!!!

He says his name is Auguste.

Carver hates the e at the end. It’s too orlesian and feels funny in his mouth.

“So August,” he says with a frown.

The other man frowns right back. “No, it’s–”

“August,” he insists, and August crosses his arms against his chest, glaring up at him with something hot in his gaze.

He’s a little over head shorter than Carver, skin pearl white and body clearly malnourished under his armor. He looks like he’s barely able to stand without assistance, to be honest. The tips of his ears are faintly sharp, but otherwise he looks entirely human. Mixed heritage, then, Carver guesses.

His round eyes are a little bloodshot but still clearly storm grey and unflinching as they stare straight into Carver’s own. His mousy brown, still blood caked hair is a mess.

He can’t be any older than Carver himself.

August doesn’t say anything in a while, just looks at Carver in a way that makes him feel flushed with annoyance. Or something.

“Carver Hawke,” August says slowly. He didn’t have that thick of an orlesian accent two minutes ago, when they were introduced. “A very Fereldan name.”

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