art by Hitm

hi, I'm an artist 😇 Baldur's gate 3 | Dispatch | Dragon age origins | dnd, videogames, rpg, OCs, fanarts cmm open

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hi, I'm Hitm, an artist and a video games enjoyer 😇 this is my first tumblr account, don't judge me harshly huh

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another scetch from childhood era

[dragonagenostalgiamonth]

Lo and behold!

We are excited to announce Dragon Age Nostalgia Month, a month-long event meant to celebrate the world of Thedas once again, looking back at Dragon Age tetralogy and all it encapsulates.

Event dates: August 1th - August 31th

Prompts & more info coming soon!

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it was vital to draw Nikon with Iliana as a child

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the hands of my characters Iliana and Evan 😋 They've been languishing with me for a very long time, and now I'm finally done. in the process, I realized that white gold would really suit Iliana

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my lovely Alistair

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I disappear at work in a coffee shop… btw some pages from my sketchbook

[ayesopod]

something terrible. echoes of past intrusions. barely discernible

[tanjashu]

I want to introduce you to my silly little OC lore. Hope you like it!

Imagine you're a nice little guy growing up on a giant, post-apocalyptic, dystopian submarine.

You never wondered what was behind the steel walls. You never saw the sun, just like everyone else around you. Your favorite food is your mama's cupcakes made of cricket flour. Your father is an engineer, so your family is pretty privileged, and your only problem is your elder brother who sometimes bullies you, like every elder sibling does.

But one day, your home compartment blows up, and all your family, friends, and neighbors die. Maybe it's your dystopian government's fault, but you have no time to think about it. Now you live with a mechanics crew in a cramped and uncomfortable dormitory.

You grow up among laborers and machinery, become a grim, unattractive guy. Your life sucks; you have no friends, and every day is the same as the last. You work a dangerous job - going out in a diving apparatus from a submarine to clean barnacles and seaweed off its hull.

One day, there's an accident at your work, and you suddenly find yourself alone on a half-flooded oil rig, like Robinson Crusoe. Something inside you changes forever.

You get rescued successfully, you return to the ship, you return to work. An incident like that will never happen again. Can you imagine it? Rut Landson doesn't need to imagine.

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some sketches of my OCs, Evan and Iliana. a vampire and a necromancer couple 😇

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my character, who doesn't have a name yet. he's a military man and a single father 😇

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how many cats do you see in this picture?

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tw: blood

Amadré, my dear dark urge girl

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a gift 😇

[okthisway]

Tav: So, your last name is Dekarios? Gale: It is. Courtasy of my mother, the inimitable, dare I say it sometimes unavoidable Morena Dekarios. It's been so long since I've used it. 'Gale Dekarios' cuts a poor figure next to the wizarding prowess of 'Gale of Waterdeep.' Tav: Gale Dekarios… I think I like him more.

Gif commissions

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request 😇

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literally the first thing I thought of when he appeared on the screen (yes this is my new hyperfixation)