Rough fenhawke doodle because I’ve been over emotional about them lately. I’m not sure if I’ll clean this up but I wanted to draw the yearning… and also blue wraith Fenris
Drawing Fenris is fine until it’s tattoo time. I feel a strong dislike towards the Hawke-home-alone-robe. A dislike I have nurtured from the first second I saw it.
Hello! A little update here. It still needs polishing and work, but I feel impatient right now, and hungry for something.. different I guess? I plan on coming back to this one eventually :)
Can you imagine the years between Act 2 and 3 where Hawke and Fenris still clearly love each other but can’t act on it. Having to spend time with each other acting like nothing was wrong. All the longing looks, the sad smiles. Imagine them walking home from the Hanged Man together at arms length because any closer would be too much to handle, only to split off and return to their homes alone. Every time Hawke thinks she can move on she catches a glimpse of the favor around his wrist and the wound is reopened. They’re more than friends but not really lovers. Their love is requited and yet unrequited. The fire has nowhere to go, and so they’re consumed by it.
![loquaciousquark:Not ready to let go yet.inspired by [x].](https://64.media.tumblr.com/7682dc47fed7ae4d71cb48f2f3c1a89f/tumblr_ncqqivGRKb1r6dkhdo1_640.png "loquaciousquark:Not ready to let go yet.inspired by [x].")
