#lillian cousland

[higheverlost]

OKAY HERE’s the finished version of the lily & ellis concept page weeps. i found it in between some sketch pads & did the final touches before posting it. forgive my terrible camera quality but overall i really like the way it all turned out. lily of course belongs to @ocousland & ellis is mine 

send 🖌 for art of our characters - always (slowly) accepting 

#ocousland #ferocity incarnate ( lillian cousland - sister ) #my art. #OKAY SORRY THIS IS!! THE FINISHED VERSION

[ofhighever]

lillian cousland -- art i commissioned from my friend @maerya-art and PLEASE JUST LOOK AT HERRRRRRRRRRRRR!

#( &. 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍. ) reflection. ❜ #( &. 𝗂𝖼. ) memories. ❜

[ofhighever-arc2]

you can bet your ass that lily will have a verse, AS OF TOMORROW, in which she disappears after the events of awakening and literally finds a place far away where no one knows who she is, she’s trying to take shelter from a storm, finds a farm, farm owner lets her stay. next day farm owner is like ‘stick around. if you can work i can give you a roof and food’. she’s like ‘sure’ bc she has no immediate plans and what do you know --- SHE USES A FAKE NAME and basically kills lillian cousland to live as a nobody farm girl.

#( &. 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗇; 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗌 𝗈𝖿𝖿. ) out of character. ❜

[atimefordragons]

ERA DEL DRAGO THE FERELDANS

Literally the same edit as before, just cropped so that I can use the images in codes. Sorted by nationality for funsies. lolz. 

#allyrion lothston #lillian cousland #era del drago #dragon age #mine #my edits #clara's edits #graphics #valérian lothston #amarei lothston #silvius lothston #eddan lothston #olyvar lothston #celina serrett #alistair theirin #kara #warden cousland #luna #estë of the wilds #cast list #daedits

[bubble-bones]

Here’s the first three characters in my portrait series of characters from my fanfiction, The Hunt! 

Kallian Tabris, Lillian Cousland-Theirin, and Feyrion! 

If you’d like to learn about how these characters are intertwined, you can read The Hunt here on Ao3!

#dragon age #dragon age origins #dragon age inquisition #the hunt #my art #kallian tabris #lillian cousland #feyrion #the hunt characters

[ofhighever-arc]

@trustinginthelight​. jaskier ; ( from here )

             NOT THAT SHE HAD any doubt before --- what with the way he dressed and how he carried that musical instrument around like it was his choice of weapon --- but if she did, then listening to the way he SPOKE was a clear indicator that he was definitely a bard. or, at least, a minstrel. sometimes lily still struggled with what was which. 

            ❝ it’d be no imposition, really. ❞ in fact, any type of work usually helped her FOCUS on anything that wasn’t the hell inside her head. still, if not work, a conversation would do just fin as well. before she answered him, lily sat down as well and sighed.  ❝ it’s a pleasure to meet you, jaskier. i’m lillian cousland, but you may call me lily. ❞ he reminded her of someone, which caused her to be UNABLE to take her green eyes off of him. 

            lily just couldn’t put her finger on who it was that he resembled so.  ❝ are you headed to skyhold as well? ❞

#trustinginthelight #trustinginthelight: jaskier #( &. ⚔️ i’m going to be the deadliest piece on the board. | IC. ❜ ) #( &. ⚔️ i imagine death so much it feels like a memory. | V: INQUISITION. ❜ ) #//hello completely non plotted thread #all improvised by yours truly #coming right up

[empresstress13]

3 Words

I was tagged by the amazing @saphyremelodies , the lovely @dreadhobo and wonderful @nordxz a really long time ago. ^^;

rules: say the first three things that you think of when you think of your OC(s)! (without an explanation of course) 

I’m doing them all (more or less). I apologize now. I may have started to cheat a bit and used phrases instead of words. ^^; oops

Beatrix Tabris: family, knives , pressed flowers 

Nehnara Surana: knowledge-seeker, game-changer, star-crowned

Syndis Brosca : bruised knuckles, loyal, throwing-ax

Kyria Cousland: lady knight, noblesse oblige , fairy-tales  

Ronny of Denerim : charm, secrets, quick smiles 

Elraen Mahariel : climbing trees, caring too much (just enough), home fires 

---

Esther Trevelyan : garden, soaring voice, light through clouds 

Eve Trevelyan : chess, quick wit, strength 

Lilith Trevelyan : cataloged books, flame, yarn 

Revasulahn Lavellan : woven strands, stories-crafted, community

Adhlea Lavellan : strong roots, found family, 

Innanis Adaar : shooting stars, experiments , freedom

---

Kyra Ilphelnodel : baking with love, big hugs, shining bright 

Nerida “Nery” Wick : water in the desert, snakes, “if I’m quite enough . . .”

Astaraelle “Raelle” Norden : aerial, wanderlust, free spirit 

Gwen Galakiir : yaks, muscles, pretty in pink

Corinna Brisori Liv-Ilamir : books, crystals, brittle

Lillian Kirkston : veiled emotion, guarded, strong spirit 

Urraca Kirkston : carpe diem, lucky coin, running  

Aoife Verd: family, growth, hope (gained and lost)  

Thalassa “Thallie” Yoztli : sun across water, pastel, bone-deep Ariliel “Ari”:  Books & Blades, Wind, Determined  Runa Saltseeker: Instrument Strings, Binding Thread, Shatter Eirlys Grynn: Fresh Bread, Calloused Hands, Shield 

tagging: @wardsarefunctioning @zanidragon @katalyna-rose , @theladypirate  @littleblue-eyedbird @saphyremelodies @dirthara-mama @justanartsymainblog @savvylittleminx @hansaera @lycheejellytea @nordxz @solverne-02 @witchofthewakingsea @shiftyarchfey

As always:  Feel free to ignore! Only do this if you have the time and/or inclination.♥ Love y’all!

#my ocs #urraca #aoife #ariliel #ari #lillian #corinna #raelle #gwen #nery #kyra #runa #eirlys

[honnleathrose-a]

my active (and soon to be active) blogs, for your convenience (either following me or blocking me, lmao)

@honnleathrose - rosalie rutherford, main da, multiple fandom verses; @ofhighever - lillian cousland, main da, multiple fandom verses; @ofkirkwall - garrett hawke, dragon age; @euphury​ - lola sierra, dragon age oc; @nctbitten​ - clementine, the walking dead game main, multiple fandom verses; @bloodablaze​ - drogon, game of thrones/asoiaf, other verses can be included; @winterfought​ - nymeria, game of thrones/asoiaf; @winterendured​ - grey wind, game of thrones/asoiaf;

have fun!

#( &. 🌹 would you do anything for me? | SELF PROMOTION. ❜ )

[baar-ur]

oc codex - Claudia for 11 and Elissa for 17?

11 for Claudia - your OC’s description of their game’s events.

“I did not want any of this. I just wanted to bring my sister home. But the Conclave was destroyed and I ended up being the only person capable of doing anything to those Maker-forsaken rifts. As much as I wanted to forget it all and go home to my children, I couldn’t. I had a duty to help.

I still can’t tell you if I fell into the role of Inquisitor because I was the only person at the war council who wasn’t already in charge of something, or because I was being called the Herald of Andraste and made a good figurehead, or because I was the right person to lead. I can tell you that I would never have accepted command if I hadn’t been afraid of what the Inquisition could have become. I could not stand by and hand the Chantry another blade to wield against those it had already crushed. If I wish to be remembered for anything, it would be for the facts that the Inquisition helped far more than it hurt, and that when it was no longer needed, it disbanded. On the merit of these things, I pray history will be kind to me and my sins.

I can’t lie and say it was all worth it in the end. I gave more aid than I was able to give. I took more punishment than I was able to take. I left the Inquisition more broken than I came to it. Yet, at the same time, I left the Inquisition having made friends across Thedas, having met the man with whom I would spend the rest of my life, and most importantly, having fulfilled my duty.”

- excerpt from the introduction to The Truth of the Inquisition, by Claudia Trevelyan with Varric Tethras.

17 for Elissa - a description of your OC’s family by a future historian.

“It was during the reign of King Alistair I Theirin and Queen Elissa Cousland that the Theirin family finally returned to a size befitting a royal family tree rather than the bare branch it had been reduced to by the Second Orlesian Occupation. King Alistair and Queen Elissa were expected by many to completely fail at producing an heir at all, as they were both Grey Wardens for ten years. Instead, they defied all expectations, first by having twins, Duncan and Elena, within three years of their marriage, and then by surviving the grueling early version of the cure for the Taint and going on to have three more children: Moira, Lillian, and Conall.

So let’s lay out the cards: first Duncan and Elena. The story regarding their conception are almost as interesting as the fact that they were born at all. Early on in Elissa’s pregnancy, there were whispers that she may have conceived them with another man, since the chances of two Grey Wardens successfully having children without intervention were astronomical. Fortunately, these rumors faded within days of the birth, as even nobles committed to the idea of a conspiracy had to admit that the children were the spitting image of both Alistair and his late half-brother Cailan. 

Now, you may have noticed I said the odds were astronomical without intervention, and that’s exactly how those odds were surmounted. Papers uncovered from the Fereldan Royal Archives indicate that the early research into a way to cure or at least diminish Grey Warden infertility was begun by Enchanter Wynne of the Circle at Kinloch Hold. Wynne was a renowned spirit healer and had accompanied the Heroes of Ferelden during the Blight, then remained with them at court as an arcane advisor. Her notes indicate that her efforts were enough to help Alistair and Elissa conceive twice, but both pregnancies miscarried in the first trimester. 

In 9:32, Enchanter Wynne left Ferelden for Cumberland, where the College of Magi was convening. That same year, Alistair and Elissa made a month-long diplomatic visit to Kirkwall. It’s during this time frame that Duncan and Elena were conceived, and where the notes get interesting. Enchanter Wynne’s work stopped, but was continued by someone else. The subsequent pages are unsigned and brilliant, in a mad sort of way, connecting everything from the work of the Warden Avernus in the Storm Age to high dragon reproduction to the cycles of the moons. There are plenty of theories about who did this work, from First Enchanter Orsino of the Circle at the Gallows to the infamous rebel mage Anders. It’s impossible to determine who that unknown mage was, but one thing is for sure: their work was successful, and within the year, there were two new heirs to the throne of Ferelden.”

- transcript from the popular Fereldan Broadcasting Company documentary, The Hero of Ferelden, by Lucy Worsley.

#dragon age #afangirlatheart #dragon age inquisition #claudia trevelyan #elissa cousland #it was totally anders btw #my writing

[themarydragon]

In the Words of a Thief

So I wrote a thing.

I’m not ready to write any more of the thing - I’ve got too much on my plate as is - but it’s a thing I’ve been loving on for awhile now and I wanted to share it.

I’m putting it here, because y’all are awesome. And I don’t want to put it on AO3 and get a whole bunch of strangers giving me the Screaming Gimme Act.

Putting it after the break so as not to wreck your dash.

The letter wasn’t meant for me.

I wasn’t particularly excluded, of course. If the woman who had written it had known it was my hands it would someday fall into, I was sure she would be perfectly content that one of her daughters, at least, had wanted to read it.

But this, like all things, had been meant for Cass.

I wasn’t envious of my older sister; not like most middle children were. Jo was unequivocally the baby, the favorite. Cass was the firstborn, the light of our parents’ lives and the apple of their eyes. She was the child raised alongside a Queen, she was the owner of our parents’ home when they had passed. She was the legal heir.

Nothing that she had was what I had wanted, however.

My mother has near-mythical status in Thedas. Her name consumes entire chapters in history books. She bumped shoulders with Queens and Gods, and had a hand in the shaping of the world as we knew it. I think a large part of that came from her ability to see right to the heart of people, to see their worth with a glance.

It was no different with her children. She knew me, the second I was born. She named all three of us aptly.

My older sister, named for the Divine, my mother’s dear friend and once-protector.

My younger sister, named for a diplomat, the kindest soul our parents had known.

And I, the middle daughter? I was named for the Nightingale, and raised with blades in my hands.

So, no, the letter wasn’t addressed to me. But I suspect that Mother knew it would be my hands that found it.

Dearest Cassandra, You, and your sisters, deserve the truth. Nothing in this world is so simple, though. If you want it, you must find it. In the place your picnic was ruined on Jo’s birthday, I’ve put the answers. All of my love, Your mother Evelyn

Cass had no interest, of course; I told her about the letter I found and then did not argue her when she dismissed the endeavor. We already had the books – mother’s letters to our father, Uncle Varric’s original manuscript, even Papa’s journal – and Cass had never deigned to read them. I had devoured them and been left with a sick sense of loss.

This was not the truth.

When I stumbled across the letter, I almost could not believe my eyes. Mother had not been along on the picnic – she was away so much, it was less common for her to be in a memory than missing from one – but our Captain had surely told her, surely taken her to the very spot, if not hidden the clue himself.

The place was easy to find – a wide field some five miles from the house we’d grown up in – but the answers I sought were more elusive. I camped there for three days before I found the flat stone with a tiny bluebird carved into it. The bluebird wasn’t a sign my mother had ever used, but I recognized it immediately; our Captain had painted it onto the tombstone of his friend Aillis when she’d died. That slab of marble had become a symbol of the solidity our Mother had sought and never found, and wouldn’t have meant anything to anyone outside of her family.

I lifted the stone and found a sturdy wooden chest. It was oiled to the point of being almost slimy, but the latch and hinges were in good repair. I was surprised when I saw the lock – a simple four-character combination lock, something my namesake had developed. I rolled the barrels idly, looking at my options. The obvious answer, given the characters available, was my sister’s name, the person to whom the letter was addressed.

This was my mother, though. I knew better.

The letters seemed random, but I could see the different words she could have spelled. I rolled the barrels until the characters showed L-I-L-Y and the lock clicked open.

The letter had been for me, after all.

Inside the chest was an oiled leather bag, containing two waxed parcels – one a simply sealed letter, and the other heavy, like a book. The inside of the chest was bone dry, but the contents were obviously important to her, to be so protected. I opened the letter first.

Dearest Child,

I don’t care which of you followed my clues, although my suspicion was spelled out in the lock. Regardless, there are things about me that I have long wanted you to know, but could never tell. First and foremost, beloved child, you must know that your Uncle Varric is a dirty fucking liar. I love him dearly, but the book he wrote about me, about my torrid romance with your father, about the Inquisition and the battles we fought… it was all carefully crafted propaganda. The grand wedding in Skyhold never happened. Cassandra was a toddler, Lillian a dream beneath my heart, when your father and I married in secret at Halamshiral, with that fucking dog as our only witness. You are the products of love, not marriage, and that is just one of a thousand tiny details that my girls should know about their mother. You should know that I love you. You should know that you are my greatest legacy, my best creation. You should know that Varric is horrible bloody liar (did I mention that already?) and that I am not the saint he made me out to be. None of us were. Marian Hawke was a great woman, but she made decisions based on guilt and loneliness, as every member of her family died around her. She was flawed, as we are all flawed, and it haunted her. Moira Cousland became a Warden as a means to vengeance, to stay alive long enough to kill the man who had betrayed her family. The night the Blight ended was the worst night of her life; it was the night she lost her purpose. Those are not the insights Ferelden needed about her Queen; thus another lie is spun, this one of Valor and Justice. Never forget your father, and his near-death to lyrium addiction. And your mother? Your mother has lived her entire life in fear. Every decision I have ever made has been based, ultimately, in crippling fear. I was a thief, a burglar, an assassin; if I rose above that it was from being in the wrong place at the right time, and graced with the gift of luck. You deserve to know this. You deserve the real picture of your parents. You need to know that the people you grew up with, the people who raised you, these massive names in the annals of recent history, are ultimately human, and flawed. The reputations we have are impossible to live up to for even us; to hand those shoes to our children to fill is the worst sort of cruelty. I would never wish that sort of pressure upon you, although there was no way to fight against the propaganda machine which is your lying Uncle Varric when you were small. So, instead, I leave you this, and wish that you find it before you have gone too far in your life to take solace from it. I’ve worked on it for years, and it is my ultimate legacy to you. May you feel my love from across the Veil, Your mother, Evelyn Trevelyan Rutherford

The other parcel was a book.

It was leather-bound and not as old as I might have expected, although the runing along the cover spoke of dear Dagna’s handiwork in preservation.

The surprise I’d felt at holding the first letter from my mother was nothing to flipping over the cover of this book and discovering hundreds of pages covered with her handwriting. I felt like I would recognize the scrawl anywhere; she’d been absent for much of our lives and filled that space with countless letters. She was a diligent correspondent; that much, at least, Uncle Varric had been telling true.

I closed the cover and hiked back to my campsite, breaking it down and packing up. I made the trek back to the little house in Honnleath, and holed up in the room I’d grown up in. I had a half case of candles, hogshead of water, and a determination to leave my room as little as possible until I’d devoured the book I’d found.

I flipped open the cover on a bright spring morning.

I was born in Ostwick, the last daughter of a good woman and a total asshole…

[pestiset]

Here's a random question, but I was wondering how your heros (Shepard, the warden, Hawke and the inquisitor) are different. Just the key points and maybe also how they're alike?

Sorry this took so long to answer, I've been pondering it. 

In terms of similarities, all of them attempt to (with various degrees of success) to do what they feel is the right thing. Whether, as in the case of Hawke and Shepard, the right thing is also the correct thing is up for interpretation. 

They're all suckers for blokes with similar coloured eyes. 

Shepard and Lillian C both commanded the loyalty of their companions, no matter their choice their companions stood by them. Hawke ... perhaps not so much. Hawke didn't befriend Isabela (due to a stuff up on my part when I misread her friendship meter as 100% friendship when in reality it was neutral) and she left with the relic at the end of Act II. Try as Hawke might, she also couldn't befriend Fenris. Just couldn't say the right thing. Jury is still out on Morwenna T.

Shepard and Lillian are both unerringly "good", caring and sympathetic, rarely straying into sarcasm or outright hostility. Hawke started as diplomatic, but as time wore on became increasing sarcastic. Morwenna is more or less a professional fence sitter - she tries to avoid coming down on one side or the other. This may be leading to tensions with her advisors. 

Lillian and Shepard both tend towards the demisexual part of the sexuality spectrum, with Hawke and Morwenna being more allosexual. Lillian and Hawke both identify as a 0 on the Kinsey scale, with Shepard coming in between 1 & 2 and Morwenna at 3. 

Shepard, Lillian and Morwenna prefer fighting and killing from a distance (sniper, archer and electricity mage respectively), whereas Hawke likes getting up close and personal (dual wielding rogue). 

All but Hawke end up married - Hawke has some personal objections to the concept of marriage - having been independent and in control her whole life, she resents the property of her partner implication that marriage holds. Also no Chantry will ever marry her and Anders. Does Thedas have civil ceremonies?

#pestiset replies #olivia shepard #lillian cousland #eleanor hawke #morwenna trevelyan #susurrusilous

[ofhighever]

lillian cousland study --- ellie williams.

ellie's revenge journey is a BIG BIG inspiration for how i write lily. she becomes obsessed with it to the point it brings her PHYSICAL EXHAUSTION. she is black and blue, bruised all over, but she keeps going, killing ANYONE in her path. she starts disassociating which allows her to kill people more easily, maybe even killing people she didn't MEAN to kill because she was just in AUTO PILOT. pure reflex. that's lily.

she doesn't just want to kill howe, she wants to hunt down every single soldier that was involved in the assault in castle cousland. she'll pay information brokers and spies to give her the names after the blight is over with and she'll kill those too.

ellie at one point says 'i don't sleep. i don't eat.' until she's done with this revenge thing, lily will pay attention to almost NOTHING ELSE short of her brother and/or any other siblings and/or MAYBE a love interest.

#( &. 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍. ) introspect. ❜ #( &. 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍. ) headcanon. ❜

[ofhighever-arc2]

howe’s words. (02/??) // lillian cousland edits — 𝟢𝟨/??

#lced #( &. 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌. ) reflection. ❜ #( &. 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂’𝗆 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝖽. ) introspect. ❜

[chenria]

And here we have the Valentine's Day Commission for living-in-headcanon :3

Lillian Cousland and Alistair - I hope I managed to portray both characters the way she likes them to look. She wanted me to draw Alistair with a stubble ;) 

Valentine’s Commission - Lillian and Alistair by Chenria

#lillian cousland #alistair theirin #dragon age #my art #living-in-headcanon

[living-in-headcanon]

[mod] Alistairs Dark Ritual by Kajana

#alistair theirin #lillian cousland #dragon age: origins #fem!cousland #I seriously can't with these two especially when they do the 'your face in my hands' thing #bless this mod

[ofhighever-arc]

YOUNG VS. OLD. --- lillian cousland.

tagged by: @glowyapostate tagging: ALL OF YOU.

#( &. ⚔️ the last of the couslands. | REFLECTION. ❜ ) #( &. ⚔️ tavern activities. | MEMES & GAMES. ❜ )