frikadeller:

signcherie:

barbeauxbot:

middlemarching:

alkafjs;dlfks;gsdk’;

Aveline get in my bed right now.

Seb’s just like “Oh this is my casual Versace”

Everything about this is just all kinds of awesome, but the ladies…oh my god.

woops LOL these are from my dA, I suppose? X’D

old stuffs sobs <3

impressioniste:

littleclaypot:

enuvrack:

Do you know what I like about Aveline?  The fact that she’s a woman fighter who actually has beleivable muscle mass for someone who carries a full suit of armor and weapons and beats the shit out of monsters.  You can’t have skinny minnies and have me believe that she can beat large brutes like cardboard.

LOVE those arms!

———
Always love the woman who can punch Darkspawn to death with her bare fists.

impressioniste:

littleclaypot:

enuvrack:

Do you know what I like about Aveline?  The fact that she’s a woman fighter who actually has beleivable muscle mass for someone who carries a full suit of armor and weapons and beats the shit out of monsters.  You can’t have skinny minnies and have me believe that she can beat large brutes like cardboard.

LOVE those arms!

———

Always love the woman who can punch Darkspawn to death with her bare fists.

muutant:

spahzfaec:

We grew under a bad sun by ~bluewickedbehemoth
This is the most attractively rendered Anders I have ever laid my eyes on.

I cannot express how much I love this. IT IS NOT POSSIBLE. THERE IS TOO MUCH LOVE.
TOOOOO MUCH.

muutant:

spahzfaec:

We grew under a bad sun by ~bluewickedbehemoth

This is the most attractively rendered Anders I have ever laid my eyes on.

I cannot express how much I love this. IT IS NOT POSSIBLE. THERE IS TOO MUCH LOVE.

TOOOOO MUCH.

elenilote:

autumnyte:

magesmagesmages:

final-girl:

F!Hawke and Isabela, my OTP. D’AWW.

The little darkspawn are so cute!

This manages to be both adorable and epic.

All the above

elenilote:

autumnyte:

magesmagesmages:

final-girl:

F!Hawke and Isabela, my OTP. D’AWW.

The little darkspawn are so cute!

This manages to be both adorable and epic.

All the above

spicyshimmy:

caboodledoodle:

Have a drunk Isabela who returns victoriously to Hawke from whatever happened in the Hanged Man. Its probably best that we will never know.
PS: I have a huge artblock right now. Interestingly enough the ideas for one of my own projects flow like never before, but I can’t draw them. Why can’t I have both for once? Great ideas AND a good flow in creativity. Damn you, brain.

how i didn’t realize until this moment that isabela wearing varric’s vest was something i needed to see desperately… but i can’t imagine varric would part with the garment under normal circumstances. perhaps we’ll never know the story within a story because for once, there was a tankard in thedas heavy enough to render him momentarily unconscious during all the excitement—and by the time his vision had cleared, isabela was gone. (that happens a lot.) so was his vest. (thankfully his chest hair was still there, so no one mistook it for spun gold and made off with it in the night.)
isabela’s curves, hawke’s nose; their perfect expressions, the arch of isabela’s lips and the lift of hawke’s brow—and of course the gorgeous gravity of it all. ahhh i just really love this style!

I bet Isabela has quite a story as how she got the vest. The mystery, it eats at my soul.

spicyshimmy:

caboodledoodle:

Have a drunk Isabela who returns victoriously to Hawke from whatever happened in the Hanged Man. Its probably best that we will never know.

PS: I have a huge artblock right now. Interestingly enough the ideas for one of my own projects flow like never before, but I can’t draw them. Why can’t I have both for once? Great ideas AND a good flow in creativity. Damn you, brain.

how i didn’t realize until this moment that isabela wearing varric’s vest was something i needed to see desperately… but i can’t imagine varric would part with the garment under normal circumstances. perhaps we’ll never know the story within a story because for once, there was a tankard in thedas heavy enough to render him momentarily unconscious during all the excitement—and by the time his vision had cleared, isabela was gone. (that happens a lot.) so was his vest. (thankfully his chest hair was still there, so no one mistook it for spun gold and made off with it in the night.)

isabela’s curves, hawke’s nose; their perfect expressions, the arch of isabela’s lips and the lift of hawke’s brow—and of course the gorgeous gravity of it all. ahhh i just really love this style!

I bet Isabela has quite a story as how she got the vest. The mystery, it eats at my soul.

milodrums:

theunlikelyheroine:

“Masquerade” by tergiversatory-proxy
(I’m not talented at writing whatsoever, but I wanted read a story within this image, even if it is my own cruddy one. So feel free to delete this if you’re only interested in reblogging the image. )
A faint wind brushed past as Hawke lead him to the balcony. They took a moment to admire how the clamor of the ball was now reduced to a dull murmur, the light snow drifting lazily past, and the faint glow of Kirkwall below. Anders caught Hawke smirking at him as he adjusted his mask.
“Is this what you did with all those feathers that fell out of my pauldrons?” Anders mused, breath pluming before him in the chilly night air.
“Not exactly. It’s custom-made because there’s not a single mask that would’ve been long enough to fit your nose.” 
Laughter rumbled from his chest. “You’re too kind, love.” Hawke smiled and drew herself against a pillar, pulling him after. He leaned in so his porcelain beak nudged her own, and noticed her gaze lingering past his shoulder.
“What are you up now?”
“Just entertaining our guests.” she replied, before covering his crooked smile with her lips. He returned the gesture with his own slow, deep kiss. It was clumsy at first, as both struggled to keep each mask on. All the guests recognized them by now, but this was the game they liked to play. 
Eventually Anders drew back just enough so his warm, amber eyes could meet her own. Tonight there was an almost predatory look to them, magnified by the dark enamel and curling copper lines that framed his face. A lopsided smirk tugged at his lips as a thought occurred to him.
“Now just what will be the gossip by tomorrow? The Champion of Kirkwall was thrust against a pillar as her dark and dashing apostate lover towered over. He did not bother to remove their masks as he went on to ravish her in front of all the guests - and not only the Knight-Captain, but the Knight Commander herself.”
“Kinky -  I approve. But what if you’re mistaken, and all our guests are convinced you’re some mysterious Orlesian prince?”
“I’m no prince,” he growled into her ear. “I’m the roguishly handsome mage here to steal the kiss and whisk you away into the night.”
“Then by all means, do continue.” she whispered before he met her lips with a hungry kiss.

AWW THIS IS SO ADORABLE AWWWW BUT I LAUGHED AT
“Not exactly. It’s custom-made because there’s not a single mask that would’ve been long enough to fit your nose.” “
CRYING

milodrums:

theunlikelyheroine:

“Masquerade” by tergiversatory-proxy

(I’m not talented at writing whatsoever, but I wanted read a story within this image, even if it is my own cruddy one. So feel free to delete this if you’re only interested in reblogging the image. )

A faint wind brushed past as Hawke lead him to the balcony. They took a moment to admire how the clamor of the ball was now reduced to a dull murmur, the light snow drifting lazily past, and the faint glow of Kirkwall below. Anders caught Hawke smirking at him as he adjusted his mask.

“Is this what you did with all those feathers that fell out of my pauldrons?” Anders mused, breath pluming before him in the chilly night air.

“Not exactly. It’s custom-made because there’s not a single mask that would’ve been long enough to fit your nose.” 

Laughter rumbled from his chest. “You’re too kind, love.” Hawke smiled and drew herself against a pillar, pulling him after. He leaned in so his porcelain beak nudged her own, and noticed her gaze lingering past his shoulder.

“What are you up now?”

“Just entertaining our guests.” she replied, before covering his crooked smile with her lips. He returned the gesture with his own slow, deep kiss. It was clumsy at first, as both struggled to keep each mask on. All the guests recognized them by now, but this was the game they liked to play. 

Eventually Anders drew back just enough so his warm, amber eyes could meet her own. Tonight there was an almost predatory look to them, magnified by the dark enamel and curling copper lines that framed his face. A lopsided smirk tugged at his lips as a thought occurred to him.

“Now just what will be the gossip by tomorrow? The Champion of Kirkwall was thrust against a pillar as her dark and dashing apostate lover towered over. He did not bother to remove their masks as he went on to ravish her in front of all the guests - and not only the Knight-Captain, but the Knight Commander herself.

“Kinky -  I approve. But what if you’re mistaken, and all our guests are convinced you’re some mysterious Orlesian prince?”

“I’m no prince,” he growled into her ear. “I’m the roguishly handsome mage here to steal the kiss and whisk you away into the night.”

“Then by all means, do continue.” she whispered before he met her lips with a hungry kiss.

AWW THIS IS SO ADORABLE AWWWW BUT I LAUGHED AT

Not exactly. It’s custom-made because there’s not a single mask that would’ve been long enough to fit your nose.” “

CRYING

neonowls:

Happy New Year everyone! Not for another hour or so for me, but I’ll be away from tumblr at midnight. Again, thank you to all who follow me and have made this year awesome, and I hope the next will be just as awesome!

It didn&#8217;t take long for my eyes to look at where Izzy&#8217;s hand is. I shall remember 2011 as the year I became more of a perv.

neonowls:

Happy New Year everyone! Not for another hour or so for me, but I’ll be away from tumblr at midnight. Again, thank you to all who follow me and have made this year awesome, and I hope the next will be just as awesome!

It didn’t take long for my eyes to look at where Izzy’s hand is. I shall remember 2011 as the year I became more of a perv.

frikadeller:

HOLIDAY CARD, DONE!
This is the design that will be printed and sent XDb
Reminder! Please check here http://frikadeller.tumblr.com/post/13781406959/holiday-card-list
Those who wish to receive one and have not submitted their name &amp; address, please do so by uh…… as soon as possible. Because I need to count how many I need to print out by tomorrow noon-ish. Yep.

frikadeller:

HOLIDAY CARD, DONE!

This is the design that will be printed and sent XDb

Reminder! Please check here http://frikadeller.tumblr.com/post/13781406959/holiday-card-list

Those who wish to receive one and have not submitted their name & address, please do so by uh…… as soon as possible. Because I need to count how many I need to print out by tomorrow noon-ish. Yep.

spicyshimmy:

thesilverfeatheredraven:

Sometimes, I look back through my art and just remember how much fun I had working on something. This whole set, this Victorian AU that I was working on over the summer? I loved working on it so much, and I really miss coming up with the designs and just drawing these characters in fun clothing.

There is something that I really love about drawing AU and Crossover type art, because it provides a different setting where I have to try to adapt the original character design in such a way that they are still recognizable as themselves but fit into the new setting. And doing this sort of Victoria style pieces was a challenge and yet one that I really enjoyed.

this is one of those things where i start to write who is doing it for me the most and then i type every single name of all the characters before i realize it. it’s just how much care, how much love, how much thought and detail and insight went into each of these designs, the colors and the fashions that thrill and chill me, isabela with a top hat and anders in knee-pants, and suddenly i’m incapable of doing anything. although i hear tell there might be a carver and a bethany and a leandra and a malcolm and a nathaniel, so i suppose it’s not so much “incapable of doing anything” as it is “incapable of doing anything other than begging with my jedi mind powers.” seriously, look at those boots on fenris, those epaulets on aveline, the similarities and the differences between the flemeth and the morrigan designs… i am swooning. 

stripey-dani:

elleblr:

syberfag:

Commission for Elle :D
the fem Hawke (Anne) is hers

Thaaaaaank you Syber bb! :3
Anne always gets her man.

Adrian’s just going to stand over here and cry…
This is seriously hot though! Annieeeeeeee &lt;3 

stripey-dani:

elleblr:

syberfag:

Commission for Elle :D

the fem Hawke (Anne) is hers

Thaaaaaank you Syber bb! :3

Anne always gets her man.

Adrian’s just going to stand over here and cry…

This is seriously hot though! Annieeeeeeee <3