#My oc Des

[screwzara]

Meet a new OC :D

Her name's Des :> i don't have her lore yet cuz I just made her rn lol

- Drawn In HiPaint(which is why the style is different lmao)

Her older brother Vin

[thefinalgoat]

For Des: 11, 15, 18, and 19!

Game

Oh dear. You're being mean to me back, I see. Well, I accept!

11. "Older than you know."

15. "He can go choke on a cement cock as far as I am concerned."

18. "Denial. Which kind? I'd rather not say."

19. "Not in the demon realm, no. Especially with everyone panicking about what the others have done. In the human world, however? I can finally feel bliss."

Thank you, dearie. 😉💘

[psin314]

hell yea he got the moves

[houndvoice]

Treviso Date Night dance anyone???

Bonus:

[ruushes]

stuff i drew pre-release and then was like hm maybe better wait to see if im way off about the dynamic and just insane about them, but i think these turned out accurate enough (im still insane about them)

[officialspec]

expression practice w the boys

[funktechnisch]

sometimes a family is rook his boyfriend and his boyfriend's son he steals every night

[kaeoticneutral]

I want you for worse or for better I would wait forever and ever

Katia and Lucanis. art by @chevalierlogan 💜

[lescarnetsdehaku]

1830 - Elegante

More of this year's Inktober 😚

[carlsdraws]

solas parallels this solas parallels that what about the real parallels that are giving varric twenty new mental illnesses when he picks rook up

[louhinks]

Custom Disco Elysium skills for my BG3 Warlock. The flavour text is lyrics from his playlist, if you know them all we will have a spring wedding

[tamwritesstuff]

for anyone in need of a little bit of angst, here's a snippet of the conversation between lucanis and viago after crow!rook gets stuck in fade jail :)

Lucanis strides into the Cantori Diamond looking like death.

The casino is bustling with activity as usual. The movement of people, the clinking of glasses, the sound of coins exchanging hands. It almost makes it seem like any other day. Lucanis knows it’s not. He had never enjoyed places like this — not the way Illario did — and even being on the top floor of the casino, above all that noise didn’t make him any more comfortable. Still, he had always found the time to greet some of the other Crows wandering about the room, even if it was just a quick nod. Now, fledglings flinch away as he walks past them not paying them any mind.

Teia sees him approach from the other corner of the room, and something in her posture seems to relax. “Thank the Maker!” she exclaims, running to meet him. “What in Andraste’s name happened, Lucanis? You sent word you were all going to an island to stop some ritual and then we didn’t hear from you in days!” she frowns, “and after the things we’ve been hearing from Minrathous—”

Lucanis can feel her anxious gaze on him, waiting for a response but he has no words for her. He closes his eyes, chest roaring with pain. Joder. Caterina’s training hadn’t prepared him for this. All his life he had measured suffering in broken bones and stab wounds. Now his heart is faced with a loss so devastating it reverberates through his entire being.

“Lucanis?” Teia calls softly, almost startling him.

“Ghilan’nain’s been slain” he manages to say at last. The only good news he has to offer. She makes a sound of surprise, turns to look at Viago only to find him already looking at them. There’s a dangerous glint in his eyes as he stares at Lucanis.

“Where’s Rook?” he asks, voice deceptively calm.

Lucanis goes still, grief and pain wreaking havoc inside of him. He doesn’t know what expression is reflected on his face but it must be enough to convey what his words cannot because Viago takes a step back. “No,” he says and there’s a sharpness in his tone, a denial that Lucanis knows all too well. “No” he repeats, turning his back and leaning his hands on the table for support.

Teia stares at them, horrified, “How—”

Spite growls. He tricked her! He took her away from us!

Lucanis can feel the demon’s anger like a mirror to his own, a painful, angry thing wanting to be let out and ravage the entire room. And yet when he speaks the words are deadly soft. “The Dread Wolf betrayed us, betrayed her” The words are a new kind of pain. He pauses, hoping that if he doesn’t breathe too deeply he won’t feel the hollow echo of his empty chest. “He trapped her in the Fade”

Viago turns abruptly. He doesn’t make any move to strike, but there’s a cold violence to his gaze, like the silent swish of a blade right before it draws blood. They stare at each other for a moment, neither of them moving. Then Viago's face changes, hard blankness breaking for a moment to reveal the feelings beneath. Loathing.

[crows-of-buckets]

You guys know those memes that are like "dad and the dog he didn't want". That's what Rook de Riva and Viago are to me. What did Rook do that was so horrible. Well he had the audacity to almost die or something idk this was a quick doodle. Viago shows his concern for rook via verbal harassment love him for that‼️‼️

[psin314]

i was thinking about this again yeah…😔its a shame there wasn't a scene right after the fade prison. because damn that could've hurt. so i did it myself. sorry i made it a bit different.

so, for murat it really was a couple of hours. and when he finally left the fade prison, he knew that his friends are scared af right now. so he tried to cheer them up by fooling around a bit. little did he know that it wasn't hours at all.

[dellamortte]

"I mean, it ended with the elven god of lies in my head. Is that enough to win the 'worst job' contest?"

[ruushes]

😈🌚💜🌑 / 🌞✨☀️💛