#f!trevelyan

[jjthebunbun]

“Magic Serves Man”

A gift for my husband. Cullen and his inquisitor, Proserpine Trevelyan.

#dragon age #dragon age inquisition #Cullen Rutherford #fanart #artist alley #oc #art #my art #f!trevelyan

[camillekaze]

The look of love, the rush of blood (x)

Another one for @ladymdc‘s Noir/1930′s AU that fully has me in a chokehold cuz what an aesthetic for Cullen x mage Trevelyan. 

#my art #dragon age #cullen rutherford #f!trevelyan #mage trevelyan #cullen x trevelyan #dragon age inquistion #i'm just crazy about them #and i'm waiting for MC to get tired of my shit tbh

[vabonesyart]

3. Chant

For @14daysdalovers

R

You have walked beside me down the paths where a thousand arrows sought my flesh. You have stood with me when when all others have forsaken me. I have faced armies with you as my shield, and though I bear scars beyond counting, nothing can break me except your absence.

T

#14daysdalovers #f!trevelyan #cullen x inquisitor #cullen rutherford #Yes it's from the chant of light #What's a little heresy in a love letter except extreme devotion #artists on tumblr #traditional art #dragon age fanart #Dai

[ariasfandom]

Cullen: *Gets sexually harassed*

Cullen: Did you just- grab my bottom?

Noble: *giggles* I couldn’t help myself!/I am a weak man

Alesa, who saw that shit all the time in the circle to her fellow mages and couldn’t do anything about it at the time but can now:

#dragon age #da #dai #dragon age inquisition #dragon age inquistor #f!trevelyan #alesa trevelyan #meme #cullen #cullen rutherford #cullen x trevelyan #cullen x inquisitor #da: inquisition #inquisitor #cullen romance #mage trevelyan #lady trevelyan #murder chick

[natsora]

Hart

“Maker give me strength,” Cassandra hissed as she spurred her horse to go faster. Hot on the tail of Trev, she did her best to catch up, but the Inquisitor looked intent on getting herself killed. “Trev! Slow down!” 

“But—” Trev jerked her head, looking as the hart she was chasing neared. “I’m going to jump.” 

“What?” Before she could grab the back of Trev’s flapping cloak, the Inquisitor leapt. “Why?” she hissed through clenched teeth. “Why does the Maker test me so?” 

With two hands, Trev held onto the hart’s antlers and yanked. Predictably, the hart cried out and tried to buck her off. But it also slowed down. That gave Cassandra a chance to pull up alongside. 

“Trev! What are you trying to do?” 

Trev hung on by gripping the hart’s flanks with her thighs. “Get the hart to stop. We have to get the arrow out.” 

“Arrow?” 

“Yes!” That single word got dragged out as the hart tossed Trev violently about. “Help me!” Cassandra couldn’t see how and drew her blade. Trev’s eyes widened. “Not like that!” 

Cassandra rolled her eyes, but instead of slashing at the hart, she secured a rope around her pommel. With one swift throw, the sword pierced the tree she aimed for. The rope stretched across the trail. The hart, alarmed by the foreign object, skidded to a halt. 

Trev panted heavily as she stroked the hart’s neck. “We’re here to help. Just relax.” 

Cassandra dismounted and made a makeshift leash, looping it around its neck. Trev took the chance to twist around on the hart’s back. The arrow protruded from its flank. A trail of blood stained its tawny coat. Carefully, Trev extracted the arrow. The hart moaned but kept still. It now understood they were trying to help. 

Arrow extracted, the hart licked the healing potion off Trev’s hand and bolted for the safety of the forest. Trev stretched and winced. “My poor butt…” 

Cassandra grunted. “And whose fault is that?” 

“I was trying to help!” The Inquisitor protested. 

Cassandra expressed no sympathy and went to retrieve her sword. But she couldn’t help the smile that twitched at the corners of her mouth. No doubt the Inquisitor was young and reckless, but she had her heart in the right place.

@14daysdalovers​

#Hart #14daysdalovers #Cassandra pentaghast #Cassandra Pentaghast x female Inquisitor #Cassandra Pentaghast/Female inquisitor #F!Inquisitor #F!Trevelyan #Dragon age #OC: Lexington Trevelyan

[knuttydraws]

Now all the amazing authors were revealed, I can finally start sharing with you my Satinalia Exchange ‘22 entries! Same as last year, it was an immense pleasure and a real emotional journey! If you want to check the whole collection (and, believe me, it may be a small exchange, but the quality of works is simply mindblowing) go check it on AO3!

Im going to post my entries in reverse chronological order :)

Of course every time me and @kittynomsdeplume participate in the same exchange, I can’t just leave her and her OCs be. So this time, for a little surprise (what do you mean, no Cullen and Solona?!), Evelyn and Blackwall being disgustingly in love ❤

I will post the other entries in the coming days and also prepare a list of gifts I got on my other blog @fereldan-kestrel, because, no surprise here, i was (and still am) floored. Seriously go check the whole collection!

#btv satinalia masquerade 2022 #dragon age #dragon age inquisition #blackwall #f!trevelyan #blackwall x trevelyan #blackwall x inquisitor #evelyn trevelyan #fanart #Dragon Age fanart #btv satinalia masquerade

[commander--inquisitor]

All this for me? And here I didn’t get Alexius anything.

#dragon age #dragon age inquisition #dai #Dragon Age: Inquisition #da3 #Inquisition #inquisitor #inquisitor trevelyan #trevelyan #F!Trevelyan #mage #mage!inquisitor #fem inquisitor #fem!inquisitor #fem trevelyan #game screenshots #game screenshot #game gif #game gifs #game: Dragon Age Inquisition #game: DAI

[gaqalesqua]

Lady Trevelyan encounters an Avvar demanding her valuables, and nobles like her don’t simply hand them over…

TW: dubcon

#fanfiction #cullen rutherford #f!trevelyan #avvar!au #avvar!cullen #dragon age inquisition #Dragon Age Fic #lusianna trevelyan #nsft #tw: dubious consent

[ainyan]

Finally got a good shot of my newest Inky <3

#f!trevelyan #dual-wield rogue #dragon age inquisition #dai

[herald-divine-hell]

teaching you how to do something + close proximity for leliana/inquisitor? xoxo

Thank you for the ask!

-

The arrow caught itself into the motor of the stone walls, shuddering for a single breath or two. The wind had whistled when it took flight, true and straight, but when the arrowpoint slammed into the stone, the air punched out of it like a strangled sigh. Another sigh came from Leliana's side, and she gave the dark-haired woman a smile. "You hit something this time, at least."

Frustration darkened Alexandra's eyes, the pale silver taking a faint golden hue from the reddish-bronze sunlight peaking over the mountains. Skyhold was a flush with soft pinks, deep reds, and hammered bronzes, the air aglow like flame. The gray stone, drained sick and tired, took a fine paler color, blushing from the lightly stroking fingers of dawn. A golden mantle swaddled the green leaves and brown boughs, gleaming with the light shinning in gems, and the trickles that dripped from between left soft golden patches upon the green grass and rock-strewn paths.

And the dawnlight did wonders up Alexandra, truthfully. A faint shroud of pale white ran down her thick dark curls like moonlight running along night-darkened lake, shimmering. Her pale cheeks, with its high-cheekbones, was painted lightly with a flush, either from the cold or frustration, Leliana could not be for sure. But the redness was pretty to her. It allowed Leliana to count all the fine freckles hidden in the paleness, like flowers lost in the snow. Her nose crinkled upward, her full lips drew down pouting, and the urge to laugh and kiss her nearly overwhelmed Leliana. She distracted herself by walking toward the locked-in arrow, drew it out with a little strength, and checked for any chippings, ignoring the teasing thoughts twirling in her mind.

Alexandra spoke, her annoyance not hidden. "A target that is over twenty feet tall and dozen or more feet wide. Truly, I shall be recalled in legends for besting the terrible stone demon known as the curtain wall." Her fingers gripped tight the bow, her already white hands growing whiter. "I never had such difficulty for other things, before." She shook her head, the strands cradling her face bouncing a little. "I don't see why I am not allowed to use my magic to help guide the arrow."

With the arrow in hand, Leliana rested her knuckles against her hips. The urge to smile was terribly hard when Alexandra was so cutely frustrated. So rare it was to see the collected, savvy, and murmured arrogant, Inquisitor all aflush and pouting like some child. Her bouncing thoughts seemingly fled her when the arrow left her hands, Leliana thought, amused.

"Because the entire point of this is to be assured you are well capable of fending enemies off when your magicks are low or depleted, and there is not enough lyrium for you to drink to get out to safety."

Alexandra's gaze shot up, and the great storm often unyielding in her eyes took shape once more. "I already mastered well enough the dagger and the sword and the shield - surely this is unnecessary." She paused for a moment, eyes widened a little. "But that does not mean I do not enjoy spending time with you, of course." Her lips curled into that teasing, insufferably arousing half-smile. "Though, I can think of other ways we can practice different techniques and abilities."

A flush stirred at Leliana's cheeks, peeking like the first leaves in spring. She grappled and tousled with it until she knew it was little more seen that the natural flush on her cheeks. "While the thought is tempting." And truly, it was. Leliana had found herself half distracted by Alexandra's outfit - snug black breeches that did not hide the strength of powerful and supply thighs, tied neatly with a belt to reveal flaring hips, and a loose white blouse where if Alexandra bent over at just the right angle, hints of pale and soft flesh was revealed. Indeed, she felt terribly wrong for eyeing Alexandra whenever she was not looking, but she could not help herself. Often the arousal would dwindle away to admiration, one of breathless and star-dazzled. Everything Alexandra did came easy and elegant, even in her failings. She flowed like a shadow running across a field, without any stiffness or rigidness to be seen, with easy practicality and assurance that bordered on arrogance. But that arrogance faded away with Leliana, it seemed. A glint of something more was seen through the mask of the Inquisitor - something real and shy and overwhelming and beautiful that Leliana wanted to jump into, damn the consquences. But such thoughts often lead to blindness...and Leliana could not be blind, not now. Not after Haven, not after Justinia.

But Maker, do I sometimes wish I could be - for this woman I barely know but who entraps me so. A coal of frustration smoked through her limbs, smoldered a little. "We still must be assured that you are safe, regardless. After all, who was the one who ran straight into a dual dragon fight without any regards?"

The flush returned, brightly crimson. Alexandra looked away, fingers strumming the bowstring, but her smile did not leave her face. It seemed to have grown. "Bull had dared me."

Leliana shook her head. "Yes, I know." You and your dares and your foolish pride. Leliana took a few steps, slid the arrow back into the quiver drummed up-right into the ground. As she did so, Alexandra brushed her leather-gloved fingers across Alexandra's arms. "We will not have that happen again, correct?"

In the corner of her eyes, Leliana took in the pleasure of Alexandra's face growing captured into ruddiness, flowing down her throat. "I will be sure it won't," she promised, muttering.

"Good." Leliana dusted her hands with a few swipes against the other. "Now, your arm was too stiff this time, and you allowed your strength to come from your arm, not your back."

The smile of before, the one teasing and gleeful, returned. "It is not my fault that I use my hands and arms more."

"And yet, your masterful fingers and arms will avail you nothing in the end if your arrow is anything but a great solid target made of stone." Leliana moved forward until she was nearly pressed against Alexandra's back. "Grasped your arrow."

Alexandra did, and Leliana took her by the underneath of her arm, rested the other flat against Alexandra's stomach. She tried not to think of the sweet vanilla wafting from her dark curls. It would be so easy to lay a kiss to her neck, if I wanted. Here the Inquisitor was, trapped in Leliana's arms, such a lovely reward if there was any. She could brush the thick curls to one shoulder, reveal the pale secrets to her eyes and her eyes alone. She would be able to feel Alexandra's pulse quicken, the heat of embrassment and arousal burning Leliana's lips as teeth dug deep into skin, marking her for all to see.

She pushed those thoughts away. Now is not the time, she thought. With the softest pressure to her stomach, Leliana pressed Alexandra straight, and she softly cursed the fact that the woman was taller even with her boots on. Rising on her tip-toes, Leliana glanced and guided Alexandra's aim until it was true on the target. The hand on the stomach slid along, around her waist, pressed gently across her back with ghosty strokes. Leliana rested her chin on Alexandra's shoulders, turned a little, and whispered softly in her ear. "Aim, aim. Relax your arm, let your strength come from your back." Leliana felt Alexandra do so, the muscles beneath her fingers shifting and bundling as she drew her arm back, her fingers close to her face."

She adjusted her aim again, praising her all the while. "Now, l loosen your fingers, and let it fly."

The air sang with the easiness in which the arrow to flight. Winds whistling, the arrow struck true, and pride flickered through Leliana's stomach." She laughed gently, wrapped her arms around Alexandra's waist, and laid a kiss to her cheek. Heat burned her lips from the blush. "Good girl. You did amazing."

"Leliana?"

"Yes, ma cheri?"

"Bedroom, now."

#thank you for the ask! #This isn't my best but my brain has been fried from school #hope you enjoyed it tho! #heroofpenamstan #inquisitor x leliana #leliana x inquisitor #alexandra x leliana #leliana x alexandra #alexandra trevelyan #leliana #dragon age leliana #female trevelyan #f!trevelyan #f!inquisitor #dragon age fanfiction #my writing

[sleepyangorarabbit]

Before I lost my old blog, I had a prompt from my dear friend @herald-divine-hell. Luckily I had started it in a document so I didn’t lose it completely but the prompt itself might be off a bit because I couldn’t remember it verbatim. Battle sequences aren’t my forte but I think this turned out okay. Thank you for the prompt dearest! (You can find it on my AO3 as well)

Maxiana took in a couple heavy breaths, her weight supported by palms flattened into the dirt. Her staff was easily within reach but she knew that Cullen would be watching her closely, calculating her next move before she makes it. Though she didn’t need it for her magic, she would need it to deflect his blade, which would undoubtedly be swung as soon as she charged.

She closed her eyes, pulling in one deep breath while she made her choice. Her fingers dug into the dirt, feeling the electricity that flowed through the earth connecting to her magic. She smirked slightly, worried that he might see it if she let it go to wide.

Periwinkle purple lightning bolts, small yet fierce started to radiate across the ground, flowing from her going towards him. The momentary shock is all she needs to grab her staff and stand, ready to take whatever force he would bring against her.

She continued to breathe deeply, forcing a calm control over herself so the bolts wouldn’t be visible to him until it was too late.

“Are we done for the day then?” Cullen said, with a smirk evident in his voice. She remained still, giving him no indication of surrender. “Ana?”

She could feel the electricity of her magic was about to reach him, the current wanting to connect from the ground to his armored feet. She looked to her right without moving her head, calculating exactly when the electricity would hit him and the seconds it would take her to be in a defensive stance.

Cullen cried out as the lightning started crawling up his leg and she knew he’d recover quickly once she let go but she just needed enough time to deflect him. She was sure he’d be more than ready to charge at her after this move and physically he was much stronger than her. The lightning was up to his knees now, his cries slowly being contained, likely to prevent her from the getting the satisfaction of having bested him.

A strong inhale of air filled her legs and as she exhaled she let go, grabbing her staff and charging on him but he was ready by the time she reached him and the metal of her staff clanked on his shield loud enough to fill the training grounds. He was pushing back, not with all his strength she could tell, but she wasn’t backing down this time.

There was a crowd of people gathered around the ring they practiced in. Varric was taking bets. He didn’t even try to hide it anymore like he used to and Cassandra didn’t even look that bothered by it. Bull and the chargers were there and she wasn’t sure if he cared who won as the loud boom of his laughter rang out when either of them got knocked down. Dorian was with them, adding commentary perfectly paired with Bulls. Jadzia and Sera were up on the roof watching from above behind them.

“It’s ok to break you know? I won’t think anything less of you.” She teased him. They had been sparring for hours at this point. He’d insisted with the upcoming battle they would undoubtedly face when they reached the Arbor Wilds. They had no way of knowing what they would truly face and Cullen’s worry for her was evident in everything they did.

“I. Won’t. Break.” He responded, pushing with one big thrust of his shield, enough to push her back but she kept her footing enough to recover quickly. In one smooth motion, she placed her staff along her back, pulled out the hilts that served her magical daggers.

“If you say so,” she taunted, bring the electricity alive into daggers with bolts dancing along its sharp edges before charging toward him.

#my works #my writing #prompts #ask #herald divine hell #Mariana/cullen #Maxiana Trevelyan #Cullen Rutherford #Dragon age #dragon age inquisition #dragon age fan fiction #fanfiction #f!trevelyan #f!inquisitor #my ocs

[linera08]

Camilla Trevelyan

#dragon age #dai #dragon age trevelyan #f!trevelyan

[charmcity-jess]

WIP Wednesday

War of Hearts

Chapter 21

“Commander,” She greeted in her usual off-hand way without even looking at him.

“Herald.” He couldn’t help the small smile as he watched her take care of the horse. She was so gentle and in her element.

After several moments she looked at him expectantly. He cleared his throat and searched for something to say. He hadn’t anticipated finally running into her. He went with the first thing he was thinking, “I see you have met Fred. He seems to like you, which is surprising because he doesn’t like anyone.”

Her deadpan expression left him uncomfortable and he reached back and rubbed his neck.

"Fred?" She asked.

"What's wrong with Fred?" Cullen was unsure what was wrong with the name.

Did she just remember a missing lover?

Why did he even just think that?

And then she laughed. It was a mirthful laugh. Genuine. "Nothing, nothing. It's just such a simple name, where I come from horses are given more majestic names like Seabiscuit, Rainbow Quest, and Winning Brew." She became thoughtful for a moment then added, "but then there was that one horse, Frankel." Evelyn drifted in her thoughts for a moment, then she shrugged and went back to brushing the horse.

Tagging: @knuttydraws @raflesia65 @retrowonder-blog @thedastrash @morganlefaye79 @charlatron @kittynomsdeplume @kemvee @a-shakespearean-in-paris @jentrevellan @isk4649 @a11sha11fade @for-the-ninth @noire-pandora @cleverblackcat and anyone else who wants to participate ❤️

#wip wednesdays #war of hearts #dragon age inquisition #fan fiction #fan fic #dragon age fanfic #Cullen Rutherford #f!trevelyan

[lyriumlovesong]

#circe trevelyan #trevelyan #f!trevelyan #dragon age #dragon age inquisition

[natsora]

Chapters: 6/6 Fandom: Dragon Age: Inquisition, Dragon Age - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Female Inquisitor/Cassandra Pentaghast Characters: Cassandra Pentaghast, Female Inquisitor (Dragon Age), Female Trevelyan (Dragon Age), Trevelyan Family (Dragon Age) Additional Tags: Whump, Hurt/Comfort, ace inquisitor, Angst, Heavy Angst, Trevelyan Siblings, Ace main character, Major Character Injury, Healing, Recovery Series: Part 11 of The Sword and The Scabbard Summary:

Skyhold welcomes the King of Ferelden and the Empress of Orlais. As Trev plays host to nobles, her brothers make an unexpected appearance. Bann Trevelyan, her oldest brother, has made her a match to the Prince of Starkhaven. As Trev struggles between family and being Inquisitor, the long hand of Corypheus has reached Skyhold. And nobody is safe.

#Dragon age #cassandra pentaghast #Cassandra/Female Inquisitor #Cassandra x Female Inquisitor #f!Inquisitor #F!Trevelyan #OC: Lexington Trevelyan

[hawke-ondary]

marlyn trevelyan, my tranquil advisor to the inquisition <3

#josie: uhm. lady trevelyan. aren't you cold? #marlyn: i fail to see how that's relevant it is not cold enough to be a hindrance to my survival #anyway as an autism i relate to the tranquil quite a bit. i see why its seen as a fate worse than death #but as someone whos never really felt the same way others do. yeah i get it #ch: marlyn trevelyan #f!trevelyan #mage trevelyan #dragon age #dragon age inquisition #josephine montilyet