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drathe · 11 months
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lovers
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mmthemayoarts · 1 year
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It's my birthday so I'm treating myself (and anyone who wants a treat) with some tiddy window looks on DA babes :> yeah!
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lizah-aart · 9 months
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"I happen to know a guy"
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elvhendis · 1 year
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"'Death happens', as we like to say. And when I get paid for it, death happens more often."
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championsandheroes · 7 months
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I am nothing if not embarrassingly predictable. Can we pretend that I'm just a very forgiving, empathic, and patient person? And the way that all my favorite characters are… nothing but wholesome and respectable people gives you no reason to question my judgement?
And yes I can be convinced to draw more stuff with these characters for Patreon and society6 at the drop of a hat.
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arnaerr · 2 years
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them 😳
prints and patreon
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Idea spawned from this post I made about these three queer disasters. I fully accept this may not be the most accurate, but I took some pointers from each of their TV Tropes pages.
Feel free to adjust, edit, add, or whatever, but tag me so I can see them! :D
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Layenne Tabris when fighting monsters and solving political conflicts: total badass
Layenne Tabris when talking about her crush: total dumbass
Leliana: a troll (she'll be right though)
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jo-luizen · 1 year
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Naril Brosca and Zevran in the thedasincolor gift exchange for @alienturnip
I loved being able to draw Naril again <3 Hope you had a great holiday <3
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deedeemactir · 1 year
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Sometimes I get sad, & then I remember that in my headcanon, Loghain doesn’t feel comfortable staying at the royal palace in Denerim in the first few months after the blight/before he gets shipped off to the Orlesian branch of the Wardens (like Alistair would ever let him stay there anyway), so Lexi says Hey, you can stay with me in the Arl of Amaranthine’s Denerim estate.
Just imagine Loghain Mac Tir and his sad little suitcase on his first day in a fraternity house, where his roommates are that little girl he just spent a year trying to kill, the assassin he sent after her, and her blood mage brother he hired to (unsuccessfully) poison an arl.
Somehow, I accidentally became a father figure to the three worst people I could ever imagine. I hope Anora loves her new siblings.
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demigoddessqueens · 2 years
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Come through!!!! Yesssss!!!!
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martes-arts · 2 years
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Warden and Zevran, they deserve to be happy
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transprincecaspian · 1 year
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landsmeet wip
as a little treat i am attaching an excerpt of a wip of the landsmeet scene where mahanon spares loghain. i am nowhere near this point in my actual fic so it's not really spoilers but I just felt very compelled to write it tonight.
read below the cut!
“What are you waiting for?” Alistair’s voice broke through the roar of blood in Mahanon’s ears. “You’re not going to let him live after everything that he’s done? Kill him, already!”
Mahanon hesitated, staring down at the man before him. The fabled General Loghain. The Teyrn. The man who had chased out Orlesian forces from Ferelden and reestablished the royal line. The father of the Queen. His grip on the hilt of his sword trembled as he heard Riordan’s words ringing in his head. Slowly, and knowing that he would not be forgiven, he drew away. “I accept your surrender.”
“What?!” Alistair demanded. A hand gripped back of his gorget and spun him around, and Mahanon found himself face-to-face with his fellow Warden. “After everything that he has done? Are you mad?! What are you thinking?!” “He will undertake the Joining,” Mahanon said, though the words were heavy on his tongue. He looked up at Alistair and found only rage reflected back at him, but he was not sure to which of them it belonged. “If he dies, your vengeance is sated. If he lives, we have gained a general. We need more Wardens to face the Archdemon.”
“Absolutely not!” Alistair snarled, letting go of him. “This man abandoned our brothers and then blamed us for the deed! He hunted us down like animals! How can we simply forget that? Joining the Wardens is an honor, not a punishment! Name him as a Warden and you will cheapen us all! I will not stand next to him as a brother; I refuse.”
“Loghain is a traitor,” he continued. “We need him like we need to be stabbed in the back. Or have you forgotten how his being a great general didn’t help us last time?”
“So that is it, then?” Mahanon asked. “Is it you or him?”
“Yes. This is not what Duncan died for! This is not the way that he would have chosen! He would have understood; he of all people knew what a great honor it is to be a Warden! It is not the place for traitors or murderers!”
“How quaint,” Mahanon said. “In the eyes of Denerim, I am both of those.”
Alistair blustered. “Don’t twist my words. You know that isn’t what I meant—”
“No, I know exactly what you meant, Alistair!” Mahanon snapped. “You cannot put aside your need for revenge to understand what is really at stake here! Did the Landsmeet mean anything to you? Were you listening? Now is not the time for petty grudges! Now is the time for everyone to make a stand against the Blight. If we do not work together with all the help we can get—regardless of where it is from—we are all going to die!”
“And don’t you speak to me of Duncan,” he continued. “He would be making the same choice were he here right now. You heard him! You knew him best! Grey Wardens are always the ones to do what has to be done! But you can’t! You never have, Alistair! From the very start you have left me to make all of the hard choices! I made the decision at Redcliffe! I spared us from the blood magic! I found the Ashes of Andraste! And at every turn, where were you?!” He thrust a finger against Alistair’s breastplate with each word.
“You were too busy abdicating responsibility to me to take a damned look at yourself!” Mahanon paused only to draw in a breath. “Nothing I did ever pleased you, Alistair, but you never stepped up to make any hard choices yourself. You were content to step aside and blame only me. So, I must ask you one more time. Must it be you or him?”
Silence once more. In his peripheral vision he noticed that Loghain had risen to his feet. Zevran and Leliana were circling the teyrn like his own dual shadows, however, knives at the ready. Alistair stared at Mahanon, red-faced, until he spat his answer as though it were poison. 
“Yes. If you let him undergo the Joining, then I walk away. I will take the throne if it is what will bring Loghain to justice.”
Mahanon’s blood immediately goes cold. He stands upright. “So be it. Pity that this is the first choice you have made for yourself, Alistair. I thought that you never wished to be king.”
Alistair’s regard was just as chilly. “I thought that you were not going to stab me in the back. Funny how nothing ever turns out like you thought.” 
“Funny indeed,” said Mahanon. “When all of this is over, king or otherwise, I hope to never see you again.”
Alistair shoved past him, trying to knock his shoulder, but Mahanon held firm. “Consider the sentiment shared.”
tagging @demandthedoodles because maker knows i must subject my alistair otp to my angst
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Brosca and Zevran really did a speedrun on the enemies to lovers trope
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championsandheroes · 2 years
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Back in the good old days, before Paradox took the assassination button away from me, I once made the mistake of sending my genius son off to lead an army. These days the promising heirs are stuck in a tower, rolled up in approximately eight blankets at all times. For everyone's safety.
Patreon, society6, and redbubble have never lost a genius heir to a random battle for a puny county you were only marginally invested in and it shows.
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the-jade-goblin · 1 year
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There are 2 kinds of elves when it comes to surprise reunions
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