andybennett:

The DA2 companion line up, as part of the February Daily Draw I’m working on with a Dragon Age Theme. For those that don’t know I’m drawing the companions how I imagine them at the time of DA:I.

andybennett:

The DA2 companion line up, as part of the February Daily Draw I’m working on with a Dragon Age Theme. For those that don’t know I’m drawing the companions how I imagine them at the time of DA:I.

urn-of-sacred-asses:

Recent collab project I’ve been working on with my dear aunties and cousin. Character playing cards for a *cough* homemade Dragon Age II Clue game *cough*. We cheated and included some of our own OCs. 

Yes, we’re that nerdy. 

First picture is cannon characters only. Second picture includes OCs of various sorts. Sorry the picture quality is not that great! Will try to get individuals up soon. 

Oh, and more to come. Origins edition will be next. 

eviltwinofme:

I swear Autumnyte brings out the worst (best) in me, haha. She also was generous enough with this commission that I was able to dig out the ol’ inks an play with some spot fills for the first time in a while. Thank you so much, hon! <3

 This is an intriguing scenario. I’m not sure exactly how Autumnyte will play it, but I love the notion of Carver (anders’s current flame) allowing this little excercise, but only barely. Anders being unsure… And Nathaniel, after laughing about how much fun it could be to have some mindless physical interraction, has the horrid realisation at this particular moment that this is more than a bit of fun for him…this is the man he once loved. And Anders has pretty much realised the same thing. Going by Carver’s face…maybe he has too? XD ooooohhhhhh the tension, LOL

I’ve been told that apostate sandwiches are delicious.

cellequireve:

There’s not enough information about Inquisition yet for me to obsess over it properly, so my nervous energy did this instead.

cellequireve:

There’s not enough information about Inquisition yet for me to obsess over it properly, so my nervous energy did this instead.

immortalbears:

dakkun39:

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CARVERRRRRRRRRRRR

fuckin&#8212;mages:


That blonde, he’s a bomb, he’s an atom bombrigged up and ready to dropBad news, I’m a fuse and I’ve met my match so stand back, it’s about to go off…!

haha..what am i even doing

fuckin—mages:

That blonde, he’s a bomb, he’s an atom bomb
rigged up and ready to drop
Bad news, I’m a fuse and I’ve met my match 
so stand back, it’s about to go off…!

haha..what am i even doing

tamahariel:

tamahariel:

colored close up

It was cold and dark outside the store, rain drizzling down from the leaden heavens. Carver watched his breath billow in the air as a faint cloud, pulling his coat closer before he realized he had company.
He stood leaned against a pillar, blond hair and reddened cheeks, protected from the rain by the overcast roof. His shirt was wrinkled and damp at the shoulders, showing he hadn’t gotten clear of the rain quite in time.
"What are you doing here?" With brows furrowed he walked over to the man, disapproval bringing forth his trademark scowl.
"Picking you up, what else?" Anders laughed, the corner of his eyes wrinkling and the air around him getting dim from his breaths. It was stupid, that laugh. The way it had his stomach flutter and lips twitch into an unplanned smile.
"I’m capable of finding my way home, thanks."
"I know. I just missed you and happened to pass by." The first part was most likely true, but the second sure wasn’t. You didn’t just casually pass by at this time of night.
"You could at least have taken a coat." Carver muttered and Anders hummed in reply as Carver shrugged off his coat and wrapped it around his shoulders. "You’ll get sick."
"I already am." Soft and warm and hurtful. He knew it was meant to be lighthearted, but Carver didn’t like the reminder that their time was limited. Anders seemed to notice, apologizing.
"I’m sorry." He said simply, his smile gone. Carver missed it almost immediately, but he wouldn’t say that. Instead he pulled the jacket closed over him and pulled his own hoodie up.
"You brought the car right? Let’s go."
A cold hand touched his and a joking “Yes sir” and chuckle had him roll his eyes even as he wrapped his bigger hand around Anders’. It was stupid, that laugh. He wished he would never get a chance to forget it.

You hurt me so. :c I just want them to be happy.

tamahariel:

tamahariel:

colored close up

It was cold and dark outside the store, rain drizzling down from the leaden heavens. Carver watched his breath billow in the air as a faint cloud, pulling his coat closer before he realized he had company.

He stood leaned against a pillar, blond hair and reddened cheeks, protected from the rain by the overcast roof. His shirt was wrinkled and damp at the shoulders, showing he hadn’t gotten clear of the rain quite in time.

"What are you doing here?" With brows furrowed he walked over to the man, disapproval bringing forth his trademark scowl.

"Picking you up, what else?" Anders laughed, the corner of his eyes wrinkling and the air around him getting dim from his breaths. It was stupid, that laugh. The way it had his stomach flutter and lips twitch into an unplanned smile.

"I’m capable of finding my way home, thanks."

"I know. I just missed you and happened to pass by." The first part was most likely true, but the second sure wasn’t. You didn’t just casually pass by at this time of night.

"You could at least have taken a coat." Carver muttered and Anders hummed in reply as Carver shrugged off his coat and wrapped it around his shoulders. "You’ll get sick."

"I already am." Soft and warm and hurtful. He knew it was meant to be lighthearted, but Carver didn’t like the reminder that their time was limited. Anders seemed to notice, apologizing.

"I’m sorry." He said simply, his smile gone. Carver missed it almost immediately, but he wouldn’t say that. Instead he pulled the jacket closed over him and pulled his own hoodie up.

"You brought the car right? Let’s go."

A cold hand touched his and a joking “Yes sir” and chuckle had him roll his eyes even as he wrapped his bigger hand around Anders’. It was stupid, that laugh. He wished he would never get a chance to forget it.

You hurt me so. :c I just want them to be happy.