A Fiddle of Gold Against Your Soul...


poor-fangarts:

James is always up in his business. No personal space.

poor-fangarts:

James is always up in his business. No personal space.



josephlmaxwell:

*Work In Progress*
Our favorite Sexy Alliance Pilot in his bedtime attire! ;)

josephlmaxwell:

*Work In Progress*

Our favorite Sexy Alliance Pilot in his bedtime attire! ;)



dreadwulf:

pentaghast:

Doodling and waiting for GW2 to go live, my new favourite thing to doodle are Kossith female

yay lady Kossiths! Qunari! Whatever!

Awwe!!

dreadwulf:

pentaghast:

Doodling and waiting for GW2 to go live, my new favourite thing to doodle are Kossith female

yay lady Kossiths! Qunari! Whatever!

Awwe!!



frikadeller:

Hawke and Anders to get me out from the art slump (hopefully). Have a crappy phone photo with a bucket load of filters.

frikadeller:

Hawke and Anders to get me out from the art slump (hopefully). Have a crappy phone photo with a bucket load of filters.



frikadeller:

Askbox fic by Medi

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“Hawke, I…” Fenris started, but the soft licks the ball of fur in his hands gave distracted his thought. The soft white fur, curled as it was, made it seem more like a bundle of fabric than a dog.

If it weren’t for the pink tongue and the black beaded eyes, the only indicator that it wasn’t just cloth would have been the wiggles it made in his hands and the constantly wagging tail.

“Lady Elegant’s hound had pups and they needed a home. I just thought of you.” Hawke crossed his arms, a smile lining his face.

“You want me to own a pet? After all the preaches I’ve made against this very thing?” a snarl from the elf that he did his best not to let falter, even as the yipping pup continued to lick him.

“He’s not a pet, and you don’t own him. He’s a companion- a friend. And I think the two of you will do well together.” Hawke responded, watching as Fenris’s gaze dipped back down to the animal. Hawke didn’t know what was running through the elf’s head right then, but the slightest smile formed across his face.

“…Thank you, Hawke.”

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The type of hound I used in these pictures are Irish wolfhounds. Dogs used to hunt for wolves, talk about all the irony. And they grow up to be damn huge…. and they’re so fluffy (as adult and when in puppy form, and there are pure white variants for their coat!) *3*<3



thisisatumblrurl:

sdjghfaskdhfaks I was gonna clean this up and such but nope,I gotta get going to The Pancake House and frankly, pancakes take precedence.
Why do I never draw them in their normal clothes…?

thisisatumblrurl:

sdjghfaskdhfaks I was gonna clean this up and such but nope,I gotta get going to The Pancake House and frankly, pancakes take precedence.

Why do I never draw them in their normal clothes…?



frikadeller:

because Mallow and Shimmy said something about Hawke being a dog person, and clearly Anders is a cat person hahahahahahaha

frikadeller:

because Mallow and Shimmy said something about Hawke being a dog person, and clearly Anders is a cat person hahahahahahaha



syanart:

I had so much planned for this.
Then it ended up being a damned headshot doodle because I got tired of looking at it and all the mistakes.
I’m sorry Loki. I feel like I’m not doing you any justice here at all. ;A;

Perfect nose is perfect.

syanart:

I had so much planned for this.

Then it ended up being a damned headshot doodle because I got tired of looking at it and all the mistakes.

I’m sorry Loki. I feel like I’m not doing you any justice here at all. ;A;

Perfect nose is perfect.