#wardenaeducan

[momochanners]

Day 10: #Pattern "The story behind my ink? Maybe I'll tell you one day...if I'm drunk enough." #Inktober #Inktober2019 #DragonAge #WardenAeducan #SorshaAeducan https://www.instagram.com/p/B3aD-mqjXZo/?igshid=1d8ehwjhv5dtf

[space-dingo]

Tried to emulate the way I paint on canvases in SAI with my Warden. #dragonageorigins #dragonage #dragonageoc #greywarden #wardenaeducan #warden #dwarf #digitalart #digitalcolor #digitalpainting #art #artist #digitalartist #artistsoninstagram https://www.instagram.com/p/Bv2SjjWl_Vj/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=133h72cx8msq

[halsmovingcastle]

local dwarf in need of assistance #dragonage #wardenaeducan #dao

[space-dingo]

Doodles. Lots more doodles. #dragonage #Greywarden #wardenaeducan #femalegreywarden #originalcharacters #oc #artistsofinstagram

[bugsieplusone]

definitely ♚:Head scratches for Thom and Ciara

Ciara sat at her desk her palms pressed deep into her eyeswhen Thom arrived.

“Everything all right, love?” He asked a note of concern inhis voice.

She shook her head. “Just the usual noble bullshit. Somejumped up nobility from Fereldan wanting an audience to tell us of some greatidea he has. I’ve tried to say no politely, but this is the ninth request to bemade,” she sighed and waved the paper in the air.

“May I have a look?”

“All yours, if you can think of a reply that will get him tostop bothering us, you’re welcome to it.” She handed the paper over to him.

His brow furrowed and a smirk came to his face. “I have anidea that will warm your heart, Inquisitor Adaar. One that you cannot refuse.” Thomput the paper down, walked around behind her. “No, I can offer no ideas, but here,let me.” He placed his fingers on her temples, moving the digits in gentlecircles along her hairline and the base of her horns.

Ciara sighed.

Thom moved his fingers to her hair, they massaged throughthe thick strands or white and gray. A gentle tug rewarded with another sigh.

He chuckled. “More?”

She nodded wordlessly.

He followed through to the base of her skull then back againas she leant into his hand, wanting more.

“A head scratch would not go astray, Ser Rainier,” she said.

“Your wish, my Lady, a decree that no one could deny.”  his fingers planting firmer on her scalp tangledin her hair, until loose strands escaped from her braid.

Five minutes passed, then ten. Finally, she grabbed hishands and kissed them. “I should return to work.”

“I shall leave you then, my Lady.” He began his descent downthe stairs.

“Thom,” she yelled. “Come see me in a few hours, I will bedone for the day and I would love to have more of that head massage.”

He nodded then disappeared.

Ciara picked up the quill dipped it in ink and began to scrawlon the paper. She rubbed the base of her horns and smiled.

[merak-zoran]

10 and 12!

10. What good thing happened this summer? Aside from making friends with Josie, and all the other amazing women on Tumblr, I fell balls deep into this fandom. I feel like these writing projects have been amazing for me. And I love the CAH games when I can actually get in on them, and horrify Rose with my Fish Cheese. I’m not in a good place, mentally, and having this blog and fandom and fanfic to distract me has been very good. 12. Do you like bubble baths? Sure. I prefer going to the Korean baths, when I can get my shit together to head down. The water is way too fucking hot, there’s a bunch of old ass ladies with no concept of personal space and all kinds of interesting ideas about what lying on a bed of salt will do for you, but I always leave feeling SO CLEAN and SO SOFT. Like, I leave feeling like pudding. Soft and jiggly and slightly high. It’s awesome. 

It’s a cruel joke that I finally live somewhere with a tub deep enough to immerse my body in, and the water doesn’t stay hot enough, nor does the drain stopper work. I haven’t taken a bath at home since we moved here.