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Ooh this is beautiful
Zevran doodle cause of this tweet
Zevran fought beside him in the final battle, a couple conversations and two fights couldn't have been the only times they had together before the final battle to warrant aid against Meredith.
his skirts and t h i g h s………………unghhhhh
Bird boy done!! And his hair took FOREVER 🫠
I have mixed feelings about how this one turned out. I’ve drawn Zevran in his armor so many times, I opted for a more angsty, symbolic piece for this one, tho I’m not really sure the meaning came through 😅 oh well, at least he looks pretty
Countdown to Veilgaurd: 52 days!!!
i drew the DA:O LIs as little kids once a long time ago and i wanted to do it again because sometimes the very thought of it makes me wanna cry
My favorite Dragon Age characters and romances!❤️
for dadwc, some brosca & zevran (love love love these two in a platonic ship!!): being unable to believe that the support in the found family is really unconditional
happy writing!
-inquisimer
Had fun with this one! They have very similar pasts but deal with that in such different ways.
Cor just going: you are being adopted, please do not resist.
@dadrunkwriting
Cw: cannon typical gore
“You feeling okay Zev?” Cor asked, gnawing at her lower lip and ignoring the iron tanged taste of somebody else’s blood. “I know that must have been a lot to happen all at once.” That was perhaps putting it mildly when nearly ten people lay dead at their feet. Talisien’s body was particularly bad, with a triangular chunk of flesh taken out from his neck that made his head loll to the side at a disturbing angle. Axes were a great weapon, but never pretty. “Yes. Fine,” he said, voice strained and staring out over Cor. “Because its okay if you’re not, you know and-,” he broke her off with a raised hand. “There is no need warden. You have helped me enough already. You have already gone above and beyond what I could ever repay back to you.” “Yeah but who is keeping score right?” She said with a smile, reaching out to place her hand on his arm. He looked down on her with a glance she was well familiar with. One she had seen often in the streets of Dusttown. It had been the look of sarcasm when a storekeep handed over medicine that everybody knew was for her mother. The roll of the eyes when she started a 4 on 1 bar fight over an insult to absent Rica. The shrug given at her glare to a suggestion she just throw her mother so the sisters wouldn’t have to cover her rent anymore. It was a glance given when somebody had the audacity to question the idea that your life would be better, easier, if you were only out for yourself. “I don’t keep score Zevran. That’s not how I work okay?” “Everybody’s only out for themselves in the end.” “Not me. Not for my family.” “I’m a little tall to be family don’t you think?” He said with a roll of the eyes. Cor shrugged and smiled, “oh I don’t know. Rica likes you, and I’m sure we could trick my mother to sign some of your chantry adoption papers to make it official. Plus, now Rica is queen I’m sure they have enough budget to get some high ceilings put in.” “You would make a fine jester you know Cor?” She scoffed, “I’m not sure anybody wants to see that. But I’m being serious Zevran. I’d do anything for my family, and you’re pretty much my little brother now I’ve decided. And no, you don’t get a choice in that matter. You can take or leave the last name though." She took a deep breath in, becoming more serious. "So if you do want to talk about it, its never a burden and I’d love to be there for you.” He looked down at her and smiled with a grin that could light up even the largest of caverns. “Perhaps when we get back to camp then.” She grinned back, “sounds good!” “Just make sure you wash off the blood first.” “By the ancestors, just how bad is it?” His only answer was a grimace, which was answer enough. "Well shit."
Currently my brain is like: Zevran Zevran Zevran Zevran Zevran Zevran Zevran Zevran Zevran Zevran Zevran Zevran Zevran Zevran Zevran Zevran Zevran Zevran Zevran Zevran Zevran Zevran Zevran Zevran Zevran Zev—
The way Zevran says "I'm yours" instead of "You called?"—