₊ ✦ Fenris | Lyrium Ghost ✦ ₊
the 4details series is evolving, my new targets are my favorite Dragon Age men! idk, either Solas or Dorian should be next…
Fenris | Solas | Dorian | Zevran
Commissions: Open

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₊ ✦ Fenris | Lyrium Ghost ✦ ₊
the 4details series is evolving, my new targets are my favorite Dragon Age men! idk, either Solas or Dorian should be next…
Fenris | Solas | Dorian | Zevran
Commissions: Open
archangel has fallen
i say “no, i’m not drunk” a little too loudly.
i have never been the most proficient
at lying,
and my deception is at a disadvantage
when i am in this drunken state.
my boyfriend asks me with more kindness
than i can hear,
to keep my voice down.
we are sitting at a table of friends,
although i am not sure
if i have the right to call them that.
i’m also not sure i can call it a table,
seeing as it’s a whiteboard balanced
atop a writing desk.
i can’t lean too hard on the edge,
for fear of everything falling.
i am loud, and flirtatious,
and compose words into
patterns to please the ear.
i am playing a bard
here at this table.
although i’m not sure
how much of an act it truly is.
the girl two seats left of me
is rolling a d20.
she crits.
her body looks nothing like mine.
she is thin, and beautiful,
and i don’t think her boldness
is a shield like like the kind i bear.
she is a friend,
that one i am sure of.
i feel safe around her,
and i think that’s why
i want to be closer.
two seats in the other direction,
there is a man who looks
like the boys who hurt me.
tattooed skin. and muscled arms.
baseball cap. and defined hands.
i flinch when he touches my palm.
it is brief, just part of the game,
his character handing mine a weapon,
of all things.
i need to be his friend,
so i can stop seeing him as a threat.
i hate that my trauma is here,
even now.
new faces around a table,
but old fears watching me.
this is no longer dungeons and dragons.
this is a séance.
do not touch my hand.
the gateway will open,
and my past will fill the present.
do not touch my hand.
do not touch my hand.
i fear if i speak the words to him,
i will ruin the delicate balance of the whiteboard
atop the writing desk.
a few weeks ago,
the dungeon master told me
he does not allow sexual assault
in his campaigns.
rape has no place at his table,
and i know he means this as a kindness.
but i cannot help feeling
as though i have broken a golden rule.
i have brought my rape to the table.
i thought about it here,
where it is explicitly forbidden.
i don’t know what to say,
so i make another dirty joke.
(do i want to fuck the illithid
or the ranger two seats to my left?)
and dig my feet into the carpet.
it has only been 6 seconds.
i have been moving the pieces
in my head while the world stood still.
my trauma acts first,
then i must respond.
this is how the order goes.
there is no changing it.
my trauma finds me,
in a room full of people
who would face foes beside me.
this is how the game goes.
there is no winning it.
do you guys ever like forget you're interested in something until you start engaging with it again and you go "oh wait i'm like crazy crazy about this yeah"
Many of us when the next dragon age was revealed
“Promise me you wont die. “
I finally beat da2 and needed to draw out my emotions
The answer is however many show up outside the window he tosses food scraps of. I'm sure Astarion comes up with beautiful names for each of them but they're just called "cat" 85% of the time.
Bed time would be a real unbalanced situation during winter.
A kitten at heart
Modern Wyllstarion au bc im obsessed
Wyllstarion for @bluerose5 bc we’ve been on each others dms about these two men !!!
If the BG3 companions went on a road trip, who’s the designated refueler and why is it Astarion
I saw this cosplay on Reddit and immediately had to draw it because I love it so much
Here’s a timelapse of it!
mortality
Astarion: “No one ever cared about me >:\”
Karlach, standing 10ft away: “ME I CARE I CARE SO MUCH”
I love the camp gossip but do wish companions would interact with each other more... so I'm gonna draw it!!! I think Karlach and Astarion gotta have the most contrasts between their characters but one bit I like especially is touch starved vs touched out.
wanted to sketch sth quick with Arno and Astarion before returning to work
YOU ARE SO KIND!! For wyllstarion maybe anything related to cuddling, or forehead touching, like the cutest goats butting their heads (does it make sense)? Thank you!!
Close enough? 😋
Wyllstarion/Bloodblade is my weakness. I am here for this!!
Gale has fallen in battle! T_T Astarion clinging to him and begging him to get up? a little angst makes the fluff all the sweeter <3
Indeed my friend...indeed...😈
Happy Valentines Day 🩸