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sintrup · 1 year
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decided to color it after all! I love them so much,,,
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perkeleen-lavellan · 5 months
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Here's a little holiday spirit for everyone. You can now go grab the Love Across Thedas zine on itch.io for free, and find this artwork and much, much more inside, including plenty of fanfiction and digital merch.
@loveacrossthedaszine Extra thanks and much love to everyone who worked on the zine, but especially the mods.
(For anyone interested in what I was thinking when I was drawing this tune in below)
I wanted to do nanders because I pretty exclusively just do art about my player characters and their beaus otherwise. But nanders is one of those ships that I have been carrying my torch for since day one, or day 6 months in more like, with the pace I do my playthroughs in. Regardless, they were my favourite part about Awakening, and the greatest tragedy in Dragon Age is that they still haven't reunited for longer than 5 minutes in some dank darkspawn tunnel! So I set out to fix that.
I wanted to create a scene where the Amaranthine Wardens, my Mahariel and Zevran included, would go meet Anders in the middle after what happened to the Kirkwall Chantry, to keep him safe, and the team could finally get that more permanent reunion.
Due to my own headcanons the Amaranthine crew is also having a bit of an exodus, since they're in the middle of planning to go rogue from the rest of the Wardens. Oops :). All in all they're a bunch of outcasts right now, but they have each other.
And of course Nathaniel brought Pounce with them too.
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barayas-and-the-atom · 10 months
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No one could ever beat Dorian and I’m still kinda iffy about Zevran but I gotta say, him being tied up and at my mercy is definitely doing something for me
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friberchi · 4 months
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"I have noticed that the painted elf seeks the attention of the Grey Warden" 🗿
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kiivg · 1 year
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.King’s Council.
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myceliumtrees · 2 months
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dragon age origins will always be the best simply because you can get the assassin loghain sent after you bouncing on it and moaning like a girl
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jjthebunbun · 2 years
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Laertes and Zevran
I feel like I don’t draw them together as often as I should.
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zevrans-gloves · 2 months
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The Warden and Zevran before the final battle.
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mmarggsstuff · 7 months
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inktober day 16 "game"
warden wasn't gonna kill him. that's the game.
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markmefistov · 1 year
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Commission for @bringbackgriffons ✨ 
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Commissions : Open
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bluerose5 · 1 year
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The Dark Wolf, The Blue Wraith, & The Black Shadow.
A lot of people in Thedas are going to have to sleep with one eye open with these three around. 😂
A commission of Zevran, Tabris, & Fenris by the extremely talented @zwierzodudle. I cannot recommend their work enough. AHHH!!! Look at these three! I am blown away by how perfect this came out! 🥺💖
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sintrup · 1 year
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the warden and zevran are so very important to me
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trans-ruffboi · 2 years
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A Hundred Days, Just Like This
everybody listen to A Hundred Days by the Bengsons
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Zevran wasn't doing anything special; just sharpening a blade next to him. And maybe all these sharp objects so close to his torso should worry him, but then Zevran bit his lip a little and sat in such a way that the fire shined off him just so.
He was so beautiful sometimes that Renlin thought he might cry for it. Beautiful and shining and golden. And he got to have him, as long as Zevran let him.
"And why are you grinning at me so, Warden? Have I done something so dastardly?" Zevran was smiling at him; he loved it when Zevran smiled, sarcastic or anything. Anything for that sharp little glance of teeth, that laugh. Absolutely perfect, in every way.
He leaned over, a little close to the knife Zevran was still sharpening, but what did that matter, really? If he got cut he could fix it, and nothing like that was anywhere close to making it not worth it. He turned his face into Zevran's neck, where he was sharp and gleaming gold and utterly perfect.
He muttered into the juncture of Zevran's neck and shoulder, laying a brief kiss onto the mark he still saw from a night ago first. "I want a hundred days, just like this."
He got a laugh for it, like a bright light, just for him. "Just like this, Warden? With the darkspawn and the Blight at all corners?"
"If you were there? Yeah. Yeah, just like this." And maybe his voice still caught to say it, but he wanted to say it. He had to.
He meant it. Any amount of darkspawn was worth being out here, in the light, with Zevran.
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renegade-inator · 1 year
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art folder from 2014 part 2: Nerds Want The Warden-Commander (But He Is Already Taken), with extra Cringe
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bonus: Saturday-morning-cartioon!Zevran 
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rosewell893 · 2 years
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ZevWarden Week 2022 - Day 1: Culture
my only offering for today's theme is my personal headcanon that Zevran has to keep himself from smirking whenever Brosca is said out loud 'cause it's pronounced the same way as braska, the Antivan word for shit
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creamecream · 6 months
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Some of my favorite Fenris/Merrill drabbles I wrote.
Compiled from Discord messages, and mainly for @shinynymphia
Warnings: Fenris x Merrill, Zevran x Warden Mahariel, implied Fenris having feelings for Hawke, Merrill pining heavily, use of “knife-ear”.
Khaalida is Fenris and Merrill’s daughter.
-Handsome-
“He’s quite handsome, isn’t he?”
She’s responding before she realizes she’s even opened her mouth to speak, her eyes are currently glued to the other elf’s face as a smile tugs at his lips, laughter dancing in his green eyes when Hawke tells another joke.
“He certainly is…” she mumbles, only to shut her mouth quickly, she hadn’t meant to say that! Fenris would surely take great offense if he heard her, let alone found she mentioned it to anyone else.
-Heartache-
“knife-ear.”
The sentence is barely muttered before Fenris is on them, holding the offending person by their throat, near growling.
Merrill freezes, opening her mouth-
“Fenris! Stop!”
Only for nothing to come out, Hawke having spoken instead.
Fenris looks back at them and drops the person he had been threatening, stepping away from them and straight back to Hawke’s side. “As you wish.” he mutters, and Hawke gives him a relieved smile.
Fenris’ eyes brighten and, Merrill doesn’t know why, but realizing that Fenris would most likely not have stopped if she had spoken instead of Hawke burns painfully in her chest for a long while after.
-Petal-
A hand reaches, but is quickly snatched for the air, Fenris barking out a low “No.”
Merrill looks between the two elves, confused. then Zevran snickers, slipping his hand out of Fenris’ grip easily.
“She has a petal in her hair.” The Antivan elf insists, before wrapping an arm around and placing a sound kiss upon Mahariel, whom has his arms crossed, giving his lover a suspicious look.
Fenris hisses and takes Merrill’s face between his palms, pointedly not looking at Zevran as he removes the stray petal from the other’s hair.
-Letters-
Khaalida’s little feet kick as she sits and reads, her mother’s hands full with the dishes from supper, her father outside, practicing his swordplay.
Khaalida looks up when her father enters, his white hair falling into his face as he places his grate sword down by the kitchen door.
“Daddy! Daddy!” Khaalida squeaks, trotting over to her father excitedly. “Daddy, who’s Hawke?” the little elf asks, causing her father to freeze, his green eyes going wide when he sees Khaalida has her hands, still slightly sticky from the jam her mother had given her, upon a few letters.
“Put those down!” Fenris shouts, his anger getting the better of him, his lyrium markings flaring bright with it, though he comes to his senses as soon as he hears his daughter shriek, as well as how Merrill drops a dish, shattering it around her bare feet.
Khaalida looks up at her father with teary eyes, green as his own, before she turns and bolts, running for her room.
“Da’len!” Merrill shouts, not caring about any broken clay she steps upon as she runs after her daughter, leaving Fenris alone in the kitchen.
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