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alltears · 1 year

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imdoingaokay · 5 months

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Romanced!DAI Companions and Advisors (+ Platonic!Vivienne) when The Inquisitor returns to Skyhold late

(A/N: Heyyyy guys... I've missed you :) This past few months have been awful for me... but I'm back... teeheehee

I think this is gonna be really niche so I feel a need to explain what I was thinking??? Basically, The Inquisitor has been on a mission for a while now and they're returning extremely late at night.

Apologies for the inaccurate lore stuff, I don't think hours exist in Dragon Age because they don't have clocks? Or they do??? I dunno man I got a final tomorrow and I don't know if I'm gonna pass

Just know that the whole reason I got inspired for this was because it was late and I was imagining Vivienne watching The Inquisitor come back and her wrapping her robe around her waist like a mom watching their grown child come home from a rave or something

Once again, no beta we die like men

And happy late dragon age day, love y'all)

TW: Mentions of death

Blackwall/Thom Rainer: Unable to sleep. He’s waiting, whittling at the griffon he keeps. He doesn’t want to sleep anways, who will greet his lover? The wind? No. He’ll stay up, just for a few minutes longer, he tells himself… But soon he finds himself whittling into the early hours of the morning. That’s when there’s a stir of the guards, the whispers, and alerts are quiet, as to not wake up the many souls sleeping, but the message is clear.

His love has returned. And he will wait by the gate, a grin on his face and sleepiness in his eyes. He greedily hopes his lover may wish to sleep a few hours before the rest of Skyhold truly awakens.

Cassandra: She’s in bed, but not sleeping, reading a book. She’s trying to sleep, but her anxieties are getting to her. Somehow, ever since she got the letter saying that her love was returning, she fears even more. Her mind is plagued with images of an assassinated Inquisitor on the way back to her. Maker! Why didn’t that fool just bring her?

Just as she scoffs, she hears something of a commotion outside. She prays for a moment, the news is good, and she throws on her armor, knowing better than to leave her room without it, and rushes to the gate. This is where her fears are put to rest as she greets her lover, a relieved smile on her face. And it is with this her sleepiness finally settles in. after a quick word, she urges her lover to rest, with or without her. All that matters that they returned.

Cullen Rutherford: He hasn’t slept since his lover left. A few moments where he stares off into space, drifting off before yanking himself back into consciousness. So it feels normal for him as he scribbles away the missives on his desk, being sure to double check each one so he didn’t accidentally write something foolish in his sleep deprived state. Somehow, in this half-dead state of his, he can hear the murmuring of guards outside of his door, and one enters.

The guard has been ordered to inform Cullen of when they see The Inquisitor, so when they enter, Cullen knows what it’s for. And somehow, the sleepiness Cullen once had disappears, replaced with a drive he always feels when his lover returns. He rushes down the battlement steps, sure to not seem too desperate to his men. And in his excitement, he quickly meets his lover halfway on the bridge. They may be on their horse, but Cullen will happily walk back with them, looking up at them like they hold his whole world in their hands. When his lover gets off their horse, however, that is when he embraces them, a chaste kiss pressed to their cheek. This is when he finally asks them to rest with him, as his exhaustion is coming to bite him in the ass.

Dorian Pavus: Dorian has lied to himself multiple times throughout the night. He lied to himself claiming he didn’t care if he was asleep when his amatus returned from their very dangerous mission. So he lays in his bed for hours, trying to sleep. And when he can’t? He lies to himself, coming up with some excuse as to why his mind will not rest. So he waits in the library, sipping a glass of wine while attempting to read nonchalantly. Of course, he seemingly can’t. So he decides to wait on the battlements, claiming he must need some fresh air. Even though he despises how cold it is that night.

But, somehow, without meaning to, he notices the small group of people making their way across the bridge. And, without a reason at all, a huge weight is lifted off of Dorian’s shoulders.

He lets out a sigh and returns to the warmth of the library, happy to wait for his lover to come to him. And when he does, only then does Dorian finally agree to go to sleep.

Iron Bull: Doesn’t sleep, but this is because he knew his lover was coming back tonight. So he waits patiently in the tavern, a ear out and ready, waiting for murmurs of The Inquisitor’s return. And when he does hear, he happily shoots up from his chair and makes his way to the gate, happy to greet his lover.

Bull was only slightly worried to be away from his lover, he knew they could handle their mission without him, but still, who knows what could happen? But the news that The Inquisitor was coming back? That was enough to settle his nerves. But seeing… and feeling his lover in his arms? That is what truly relaxes him.

Josephine Montilyet: Josephine is the only one who is asleep, she was corralled to his bedroom by Leliana, who told Josephine that she would wake her up when The Inquisitor returned. True to her word, Leliana gently shook awake a sleepy Josephine who, wrapped in a robe, quickly made her way to the empty Great Hall. She situated herself onto Vivienne’s balcony. She happily watched her lover pass the gates a promptly made their way to her, greeting her with a gentle kiss, which Leliana thankfully turned away from. Afterwards she’s happy to lead her lover to bed, as the second the pair’s heads hit the pillow, the pass effortlessly into a dreamless sleep.

Sera: Sera’s mindlessly making arrows, her door is locked, as she grew tired of Cole trying to make his way into the room to encourage Sera to talk about her anxieties surrounding her Inky leaving without her. She doesn’t even know her lover has returned until she hears the door jiggle a bit before her lover’s voice calls, “Sera, I saw the light was on, are you awake?”

This is when Sera happily throws the door open and grabs her Inky and drags them inside her room, into her arms. The two were eventually found the next morning by a messenger, who reported The Inquisitor and Sera were fast asleep in a pile of various blankets and pillows.

Solas: Solas isn’t sleeping much either, somehow he can’t take his mind off of his vhenan. He completely understand why his lover would take another person on their adventure, potentially a different mage than him. But he worries when they’re away! And there’s not much to do in Skyhold when The Inquisitor is gone. Most servants and nobles steer clear from him. He busies himself painting the various frescos in the atrium. He’s just taken a break and decided to walk along the battlements, and that’s of course, when he sees his beloved. He’s happy to walk down the stairs of the battlements and meet his lover at the gate, awaiting them with open arms. He happily leads them away, whether to their bed in their room, where Solas will leave them to rest. Or if they prefer, they can spend a bit of time in the atrium alone, Solas would be happy to hear the stories of his vhenan’s journey.

Varric Tethras: Varric is rotating between the tavern and The Great Hall. Ever since he first got the letter from his lover, happily informing him of their return, he’s only been more nervous. Like Cassandra, he fears the image of a truly tragic hero, beaten down on the way back to the arms of their lover.

He thinks he’s been writing too much tragedy when he firsts gets that mental image

Nevertheless, he pushes through the night.

Eventually, he’s sitting at his usual spot near the fire, unhappily grumbling to himself, sounding like a real dwarf. His mind is racing, and he can’t seem to get the thoughts to stop. So, for one last time that evening, he walks out of the hall, preparing to return to the tavern for a drink and a song from Maryden. That’s when he sees his beloved standing by the gate, quietly talking with a solider who leads their horse away. They’ve returned and they’re safe, that’s all he needed to know.

When The Inquisitor finally catches a glimpse of their lover, all they see is a bright grin spread across his face.

Varric is happy to go along with whatever The Inquisitor wants, bed, a drink, a tale by the fire, he’s just relieved they’ve returned.

Vivienne: Vivienne lies to herself. The day that she hears The Inquisitor will be returning that evening, she nods and nonchalantly walks away. Yet she finds herself constantly checking the gate everytime there is movement in that direction. She has no idea why, however. Her friend, whom she doesn’t really call friend, is taking an awful long amount of time to just get back to Skyhold.

She justifies her musings on The Inquisitor’s safety as rationally as she can. If The Inquisitor dies, Thedas will be lost. If The Inquisitor dies, her position in court may affected. If The Inquisitor dies, she will be sad-

That is what gives her pause. She straightens her back, hands quickly going to her face as if to smooth out her frown that was previously there, and then she turns on her heel and returns to her sofa. She attempts to swallow down her fear the entire day, but as the night swiftly covers Skyhold, she finds herself unable to sleep. The moons is high in the sky when she emerges from her room, robe tightly wrapped around her. She is sure not a single soul will see her in such a… vulnerable state. She quickly makes her way to the balcony again, and stays there for what feels like an entire age. But just as she gets ready to sigh and return to a sleepless night in her bed, she hears a disturbance coming from the gate. That is where she sees The Inquisitor, alive and perhaps wrapped in the arms of lover. And with a sigh of… relief? She quietly returns to her chambers. Never speaking of this again.

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iridescentmemoria · 7 months

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A ( Dragon age ) tik tok edit i made, featuring Brenna, my inquisitor. Kudos to the maker of the original tik tok compilation.

Dorian the SlayBabe 💅🏼

#cullen x dorian #dai dorian #dorian #dorian pavus #magister pavus #dragon age #da inquisition #solas #commander cullen #cullen rutherford #varric tethras #inquisitor lavellan #dragon age inquisition #memes #dragon age meme #cassandra pentaghast #leliana #dai #da: inquisition

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imagine-silk · 6 months

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Varric + carriage ride =

Before the Conclave you never thought you would ride in a carriage. As a mercenary it wasn't an option seeing as you would need to walk, some times ride, beside it. Most of them were simple and functional, nice enough for a noble but not enough to break the bank. Probably and early investment because your band was not cheap. There were gaudy ones adorned with gold and intricate designs curved into the wood. But the ones you like most were the parade ones, opened and decorated like any free inch would kill you. You couldn't say that out loud of course. You had and imagine to uphold.

But maybe with him you didn't have to. "It. Has. Curtains," you gushed, holding the embroiders silk with stars in your eyes.

"Really now?" he laughed.

"Yes!" You pushed the cushioned seat with a little bounce. Once it stopped you reached and touched everything. "There's so much space. I didn't know I could fit. And it's not creaking, I thought I would make it creak."

"I have never met someone so happy about working candles." As much as he was joking he was reveling in your euphoria. He wasn't a very verbally affectionate man or physically. "Ruffles did good."

You looked at him more excited than a nug finding a cool spot in the summer. "Yeah, you did." Then you looked under the curtain and tapped on the glass before apparently seeing someone and closing it.

A liar. He always called himself that and for the most part no one knew to the extent. He couldn't cop out with you though, after Haven he seemed to suddenly be glass for you to look inside. He should have known he couldn't pin it on Josie. "Good to know you like it."

#dragon age #dragon age inquisition #gender neutral reader #varric tethras #varric x reader #adaar #inquisitor adaar #month challenge

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hedgiestail · 11 months

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- You know, with Hawke we have never use to crawl around cliffs or jump of the mountains. Seriously! Not once! Always on the road, nice and mostly steady on the feet. And Inquisitor? It's like he is a mountain goat or something! Could he, at least for one day, not run onto anything?! Do you think it's Circle thing?(Varric)

- Yah, probably that, but I blame Dorian(Sera)

- Sparkle? Why's that?(Varric)

- He must do a really shitty job bedding Trevelyan if he can run around like that(Sera)

*scandalized noise*

*Dorian greatly disapprove*

#found this in my notes app #dragon age inquisition #varric tethras #sera #dorian pavus #dorian pavus x inquisitor #pavelyan #thought it worth posting #mage inquisitor #dorian x trevelyan

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edda-grenade · 11 months

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some sketches i made while working on a matter of love

soul names (love and death names, in the case of this fic) are honestly a narrative goldmine, like is it fate? is it yourself? are you being controlled, and if so, are you gonna let it? stack a pile of cultural pressures about soulnames on top and off you go :D

#i don't wanna post like. massive spoilers but also. wanna draw So Many things from this fic still it's my baby #can't believe saar gets to lose her shit in an au before i get to it in her main timeline lmao #solas #soladaar #adaar #saar gets her own tag #inquisitor #iron bull #varric tethras #art tag #fanart #dragon age #dragon age inquisition #da:i #inquisitor x solas #soul names verse

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bellamer · 1 year

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At The Winter Palace:

Vanarí, carrying some silk scarves he stole from the nobles there, pushing past several nobles: MOVE, BITCH !

Cullen: What is he doing ?

Cole, appearing out of nowhere: Dorian offered to show him the 'dance of the ten scarves' if he could get him ten silk scarves.

Cullen: The....dance of the ten scarves ?

Varric: It's a strip dance, where the dancer is dressed up in ten scarves and as the dance continues, the scarves get less and less until the dancer is completely nude. Usually it's done with seven scarves but I guess they use ten in tevinter, it increases the tease and length.

Cole: And Dorian offered to do it on the ballroom floor. In front of everyone here.

Vanarí: DORIAN, DARLING, I HAVE THE SCARVES ! I'M ACTUALLY GONNA ENJOY MYSELF TONIGHT OR DIE TRYING !

Cullen, running after him: OH MAKER- JOSEPHINE WE HAVE TO STOP THEM !

#dragon age #dragon age inquisition #dorian x vanari #dorian x adaar #dorian dragon age #dorian x inquisitor #dorian pavus #inquisitor adaar #vanari adaar #cullen rutherford #josephine montilyet #cole dragon age #varric tethras

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theluckywizard · 7 months

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In the Shattering of Things, Ch. 52: The Road to Crestwood

Summary: Rose and her companions journey the rest of the way to Crestwood. On the way they encounter evidence of widespread lawlessness and Rose gets to know the man behind the Champion better.

Fic Summary: Lady Rose Trevelyan's idle, aristocratic life blinks out in a haze of irrelevance when the breach destroys the Conclave. She may be soft and coddled when she joins the Inquisition, but there's a fierceness inside her she's yet to fully recognize. Armed with only a few relevant skills and the mark that makes her a legend, she is thrust onto a path delivering hope where it’s long been scorched away and finds comfort in the grumpy, handsome stick in the mud charged with her protection and training. As she stumbles her way across southern Thedas, she begins to realize she's tangled at the center of machinations she barely understands, and she's not alone in that. Enter Hawke. Excerpt Below:

Cassandra and I gamely take the room with one double bed at the inn, knowing that neither of us snore. Sera had offered to share with Vivienne which prompted a clipped little exchange that entertained anyone near. “And be forced to bask in whatever that odor of yours is? I don’t think so,” says the enchantress. “I was joking you prissy bint. You’d snuff me with a pillow probably.” “On that we can both agree.” Truthfully, I’m grateful for the privacy of solid walls for a change as Cassandra and I haven’t been able to discuss the latest installment of Swords and Shields she loaned me and I have so many questions. Our room is cramped, lit by oil lamps on either side of the bed. We crawl under the quilt, threadbare at the edges of the patchwork and then draw up the fur over our feet. I hand her her well-worn copy, my smirk unmanageable. “The plot certainly thickened in this one,” I remark. “If by ‘plot thickened’ you mean they finally—“ she starts. “—did the deed?” I finish. “Yes,” she says, flushing. “I had been waiting for that for years!” “Well, I’m glad I’ve been able to binge it all in one go!” “What I never understood about this issue…That part when the guardsman—“ Cassandra clears her throat. “When the knight-captain and the guardsman—“ She can’t bring herself to say it. “When he uses his tongue on her?” I finish, having fewer scruples than Cassandra on such matters. “I just find it unlikely that she would react in that way!” “It does seem a bit far fetched.” “You have seen the mouths on some of these men!” “I know!” “It is probably overstated. For dramatic effect.” “It’s Varric. Almost certainly.”

Read the rest here Start from the beginning

And since this chapter features a whole bunch of my custom Hawke I'll throw some of my DA2 screencaps of him for good measure 😏 My husband calls him "fuckboy Hawke" LMAO. Give him longer hair tied in a tiny baby ponytail and that's the current look in my fic.