#character: lace harding

[elfsroot]

Harding, are you okay to go?

[bioware]

Take a peek at the concept art of your companions, which you'll find in The Art of #DragonAge: The Veilguard. We've redacted the text to avoid spoilers 🤫

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[gibbarts]

you, me, and a cottage in Ferelden

(rook + lace harding)

[nananarc]

DATV Show

i have been spinning this idea in my head ever since the trailer came out

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Commission Info on my website (nananarc.art/)

[invinciblerodent]

can't wait to see people draw Davrin in all sorts of heroic poses fit for illustrations of Arthurian legends, Bellara in pretty pastel sundresses, Emmrich wearing nothing but copious amounts of gold jewelry, Taash in bodybuilder poses (and shirts with the sleeves cut off and the sides scooped), Harding in the coziest of furs, Neve in suits and posed like a Leyendecker illustration, and Lucanis lit like a Rembrandt looking menacingly back over his shoulder, and for everyone to be so fucking correct

[foxx-queen]

so about the choice in act 3. I feel like the writers wanted to do the suicide mission from me2 AND the companion choice from me1. which clashes at its core because the whole point of the me2 mission was that if you did all the companion quests and worked for it, you could keep everyone alive. and I get wanting the shock of having one of the companions die no matter what, but at this point in the game after the obvious set up, it just feels like one of those haHA surprise! moments

then there's the fact that it's between davrin and harding. the black man and the fan favourite from dai. like it feels so stacked against davrin at that point.

I picked davrin first, and then I went back and picked harding, thinking maybe that was the right choice to keep her alive. and here's where the whole choice gets even worse for me, because harding, instead of using her stone magic, the actual thing that would give her an advantage against ghilan'nain, she climbs up to the exact same spot as davrin, and uses her bow. she tries to use arrows against a giant multi-limbed blight enhanced being. it's stupid! of course she dies!

I had expected that if you picked harding, she would use her stone magic, which would distract ghilan'nain because of the history with the titans, giving lucanis enough time to act. it would have worked really well as a continuation of her character arc, and it would tie into her personal quest in a way that would make it clear that the effort we put into doing that was what makes the difference.

but by not doing that and having her die no matter what, it instead feels like it doesn't make sense. davrin, at least, is just a man with a sword. his death here makes sense because he's against impossible odds.

which brings it back to feeling really bad that the choice was between him and harding. because for this sacrifice / loss to make sense, it feels it should be davrin. for this narrative beat to make sense, it should be davrin dying.

it feels like the writers are saying: the correct choice here is davrin. he's the only companion who should die no matter what. to signpost this at the moment you make this choice, we will have the other choice be the fan favourite from dai. because no one will want to risk her potentially dying.

it feels bad. it feels racist. davrin deserved better.

[theamaus]

New rook just dropped

Pic 1: Maribel “Rook” Mercar, reaper, necRomancer (eyyyy), early 30s

Pic 2: idk I just love a wedding AU. I imagine Rooks very Tevinter human family being a little fought off guard by their dwarves daughters new husband but they’d learn to like him eventually

Pic 3: my rooks eyes are ass. She constantly misses easy jumps and gets shot or hit where all my other rooms would have parried or dodged so I conclude she must be blind as a bat. It’s cannon now.

[teyrnacousland]

Dragon Age: The Sugar Cookies

I also made Illario!

[timethehobo]

Just about ready! Since folks mentioned wanting different types, I decided to go for all 3: Charms, Standees AND Stickers! 🙌😉

Preorders go live at 7am SGT, 26 October!

[taashyvashedan]

Lil' Knickers Cheese Bites

Taash would eat the wrapper, wax, and the cheese and say its good. Must be nice to have tastebuds that are burnt to shit.

I actually just want to hear Harding call someone 'Boob' more than once in the game.

[biancadavri]

Rook knowing that physical contact with Harding might be harmful to them, going for a kiss anyway, getting knocked the fuck out by her powers in about zero seconds, almost cracking their skull on the pavement and the first thing they do. The FIRST thing they do, before they even think of getting up, is to keep trying to reach for her while babbling like a lovestruck FOOL...

[elfsroot]

— Maybe if you use words? — Tell the rock what to do?

[elliefont]

Veilguard had better be a game that I replay countless times to only romance one character and make all the same decisions over and over again.

[gibbarts]

my rook is so down bad for lace harding it makes her look ridiculous

[nananarc]

Inky and Solas Reunion - DATV Fancomic

Inky and Solas Reunion . 2024

Dunno what's will happen in DATV yet, but this is how I hope the reunion of Inky and Solas will be xD Nothing really changed after 9 years, 'An is still not over his betrayal, and Solas is still an ass person.

He can easily block her punches, but yeah, he thinks he deserves it (and he's right).

Also, I really love/hate that Solas calls her Inquisitor 'An and not "Vhenan". Yeah... I like to torture myself...

This comic is self-indulgence, but also a practice to draw DATV characters. I love Bellara soooo much. She's also just super easy to draw!

________ Timelapse will open on Oct 2nd 2024 for paid Patreon members (patreon.com/nananarc). Commission Info on my website (nananarc.art/)

Credits under the cut.

[awardenandacrow]

FANFIC SNIPPET 9

[dinner after commitment scene. The team shares dinner, then Lucanis brings out dessert and coffee. It’s a merry occassion, with lots of fun tales and laughter. Lucanis can be caught repeatedly looking at Rook, who is laughing over her coffee cup, and smiling. Notes are made. As the evening winds down, Naimeryn offers to stay and clean dishes, standing and beginning to gather plates.]

THANKS TO @/cahwrites ON THREADS - who gave me the idea of a first kiss while washing dishes :3

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“Do you want an extra pair of hands?” Harding offered.

“Oh, sure -“

“Actually, Harding, there was something I wanted to discuss with you, if you wouldn’t mind accompanying me?” Emmrich said quickly. Naimeryn met his eye, and he gave her a quick wink. She frowned slightly, confused, watching as everyone but Lucanis cleared out, almost all of them with smirks on their faces. Oh. Were they… giving them time alone?

But then… but once they were gone, she felt immediately on edge. What now? She slowly set another plate on the stack in her arms.

Lucanis started to stand, and she gently placed a hand on his shoulder. “You cooked!” She said with a smile she hoped didn’t betray her nerves. “I’ve got this. Just relax a minute.”

She went to the sink and started the faucet, depositing the pile of plates and silverware into the basin. She’d always liked doing dishes, even when she’d had no choice. Hot, soapy water up to her elbows, steam to warm up her shivering bones… no one bothering you. It was peaceful, and had often been her only solace amid chaotic days. She let out a slow breath and willed herself to relax. After all, what was there even to be stressed about?

“There’s no reason I can’t at least help you clear the table,” Lucanis said after a moment, and she heard his chair scrape back.

“Oh, all right,” she said with faux exhasperation. She started washing the dishes she had while he gathered the rest. She took another deep, steadying breath. It was just a little extra time together. No big deal, right?

His hand brushed the small of her back, his chest pressing into her shoulder as he leaned around her to deposit the pile he was carrying into the sink. She told herself to be calm, but being this close to him had her heart beating at a dizzying pace. She turned her head to thank him, a lighthearted smile parting her lips.

They met his, just an accidental brush of flesh where he’d been leaning in to peck her cheek. She gasped, pulled back slightly, remembering their almost-kiss, afraid he would flee again.

“I’m sorr-“ she began, her tone panicked.

“No,” he cut her off, meeting her eyes with his. They burned into her even as he pressed his lips back to hers.

The dishes forgotten, Naimeryn leaned into him, both of their eyes fluttering closed of their own accord. His mouth was warm. His mustache and beard tickled her face, first gently, then more aggressively as she turned and deepened their kiss. His arm snaked around her waist, holding her tighter against him, and despite her hands being wet, he did not flinch away as she tentatively placed one on his chest and the other on his bicep. A contented sigh escaped her.

Honey and lavender cream, indeed. Sweet. Warm. Soothing.

He pulled back enough to press his forehead gently to hers.

“Are we done thinking this is a bad idea, then?” Naimeryn asked breathlessly, losing the teasing edge she’d meant for the question to carry.

“Maybe we’ve just decided bad ideas are better,” he smirked, then planted a kiss on her nose. “But you should know… Spite has informed me the others are watching from the door.”

Naimeryn groaned. “Of course they are.”

“Spite, you’re no fun!” Taash yelled, then there was a chorus of laughter and the door slammed shut.