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herald-divine-hell · 7 months
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This has immense Amayian vibes with Leliana.
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demigoddessqueens · 1 year
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Can I pls have some fluff with Leliana + "Let me help you"
Leliana is just the sweetest 🥹💕🥺
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Through all the years dedicated to the cause, she was a constant presence in your life.
That flash of red locks was a beacon to you amidst the stress.
Darkspawn here, or quelling against the Blight there.
And then that sweet voice. Oh, your nerves on edge were nothing short of being calmed whenever she came to see you.
“Let me help you.”
She always says when you had that look in your eye. A far off thousand yard stare that knew too much
You reached back out to Leliana’s hand that inched to yours. Not realizing you had been shaking, your heart steadied as you brushed a thumb over her hand.
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mortt-artsy · 1 year
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Leliana and the Inquisitior during Absolution
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cairaleighexe · 3 months
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🗡️ who in the court can be trusted? 👁️
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thecrownedmage · 5 months
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THE GRAND MASQUERADE
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iridescentmemoria · 6 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 💅🏼
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nateliert · 2 years
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In your heart shall burn
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amys2885 · 1 year
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After Dragon Age: Absolution, I thought I'd draw some DA doodles. So here are some sketches of my ships from the three games.
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aldruiel-scribbles · 9 months
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~Low quality memes of a crossover I might write~
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go-fornicate-yourself · 10 months
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Memes of my DA Ocs bc Nobody Asked
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herald-divine-hell · 5 months
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Thinking how in beginning of Inquisition, Amayian needs to get new clothes since he’s old ones tended to be far too short or small on him, and the absolute teasing Leliana would do to him.
Amayian: “Is this really necessary?”
Leliana: “Don’t pout! You look adorable.”
Amayian: “I’m not pouting?”
Leliana: “Shush, and put this on.”
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gogogodzilla · 1 year
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Lovers' Quarrel || Cullen Rutherford
Summary: The inquisitor's family betroths them to someone other than Cullen, and on top of that the anchor is spreading.
Note: Some hurt/comfort, light angst, and Cullen being a sweetheart <3 Also, this is an x reader story that will remain as gender-neutral as possible! Set a few months before Trespasser.
{Part 2} {Masterlist}
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You were used to the anchor hurting. You were used to the uncomfortable tug that radiated from your palm and moved all the way up to your shoulder every time you closed a rift. But, this was different. This was blinding pain that seared you to your very core. 
It began as a slight burning in the center of your palm that happened every time you got stressed or your emotions ran high. It flared when your friends left Skyhold to continue their lives elsewhere. They had their own lives; you understood, but your heart still ached each time you had to say goodbye. 
You got good at hiding it. That was until it got so bad it brought you to your knees, clutching your left hand to your chest as the anchor flared for a moment before quieting. 
You knew you should tell Cullen, but you didn’t want to worry him. You could handle this. You fought against Corypheus, for Maker's sake.
You slightly shook out your hand before leaning forward to examine the war table. You prayed that a flare-up could wait until after this meeting was over. 
“I’ve received a letter from Baron Maxwell Van Serant who will assist us in translating the dragon manuscript for Professor Frederic,” Josephine commented before reaching to move one of the silver pieces off the map. 
Your grip on the arm of your chair tightened— a genius addition by Josephine considering how much time you spend here. 
You nodded, “Good, do whatever you need to do.” 
“Dangerous words, Inquisitor,” Leliana joked, her eyes meeting yours from across the table. 
You rolled your eyes, relaxing slightly into your chair, “You know what I meant.” 
“I believe we’re finished for the evening, then,” Cullen interrupted. 
You rose from your seat, barely holding back a sigh of relief. You waited for Cullen to reach your side before lacing your hands together. He pressed a gentle kiss to the back of your hand as you drifted towards the heavy wooden doors of the war room. 
“Actually,” Josephine’s polite voice caused you to halt and you turned around, biting back a sigh. “I have one more matter to discuss with you, Inquisitor,” Josephine paused, considering her next words, “It’s somewhat of a sensitive topic.” 
You looked up at Cullen for a brief moment before turning your focus back to Josephine, who was flipping through the papers on her clipboard and avoiding your gaze.
 “What is it?” You questioned, moving back to your original spot at the table. 
Josephine finally found what she was looking for, and she held out a neatly folded piece of paper, “It's from House Trevelyan.” 
You took the letter from her and began to skim through it. Your heart began to race.
“It is time to fulfill my duty to this family and unite our house with another… They’ve arranged for my marriage to one,” you paused scanning for the name of the unlucky person your parents betrothed you to, “Marion Jager.” 
You were trembling as you set the letter on the table, and Cullen quickly snatched it up, his eyes darting across the page. 
“This is ridiculous!” Cullen exclaimed before throwing the letter onto the table. “Th- they can’t just hand you over to someone else,” he was looking between you, Josephine, and Leliana, begging for anyone to provide a solution. 
You leaned against the war table, your legs becoming unsteady under you, “They just did.” Bile began to burn in the back of your throat and you forced yourself to take a few deep breaths. 
“We have to do something,” Cullen insisted, laying a hand gently on your lower back, “I won’t let them take you from me.” 
The familiar burning sensation came back to your palm, and you straightened. You didn’t need Cullen to see you like this. Not yet. 
“Thank you for telling me, Josephine. I’ll handle it from here,” the letter crinkled from how tightly you were holding it, and you turned on your heel and left the war room. Cullen called after you, but you ignored him; pain was radiating up your forearm and it’d be just moments before the mark would flare. 
You focused all of your energy on climbing the stairs to your quarters, taking them two at a time. You burst through the door of your quarters and made a beeline for your desk. You pressed your hands firmly into the wooden surface, and squeezed your eyes shut. 
Stupid family. Stupid duty. Stupid marriage—
A strangled cry left your lips as you grabbed a book from your table and launched it across your room. It landed with a thud halfway across the room. 
Modest in temper, bold in deed. That was the Trevelyan House motto. You wondered if your actions hadn't been enough for them. Why weren't you enough for them?
“My love?” Cullen called as he climbed the stairs, his curly blond hair coming into view through the banister. 
You turned back to your desk. You’d rather take on five dragons rather than face Cullen now. 
He came to a stop a few feet from you, “Are you alright?” 
“Cullen, please,” you croaked, and you put all of your weight on your desk. The pain had traveled up to your shoulder now. 
“Talk to me,” he begged, taking a step toward you. 
“Get out!” You screeched as you whipped around to face him, but you were too late. 
The anchor flared an angry green and pain shot up your arm like wildfire. Your vision went white for a moment and you fell to your knees. It felt like needles were being stabbed into your skin and you held your hand close to your chest. You let out a strained gasp as the pain began to subside. 
Cullen was at your side in an instant, calling your name and begging you to look at him. Your lips were moving but you couldn’t make out what you were saying. Your ears were ringing.
“Please, my love, just look at me,” he grabbed your limp form and pulled you into his lap. 
You were crying now, silent words leaving your mouth quicker than your mind could process. 
Cullen pulled your head to his shoulder, the other one supporting your back. You nuzzled into the fur wrapped around his shoulders and took a shuddering breath. 
"I'm okay," you croaked out. 
Cullen shook his head, "You were praying." 
Ah, so that's what you were saying. 
Travelyan's have always been pious people. Their devotion to the Chantry was sacred to them. You spent most of your life preparing to fulfill the role your parents set out for you. You were to become a Templar or a member of the Chantry. That was until the Chantry blew up and you obtained this wretched mark and became the Herald of Andraste. That seemed to placate your family until now.
Even when you abandoned the Chantry and their teachings, you still found comfort in the Chant… in the Maker. 
"How… how long has this been happening?" Cullen questioned as he smoothed your hair and held you close. 
You sighed, "Up until recently it was bearable."  
"Why didn't you tell me?" Tears were running freely down his cheeks and you wanted to fling yourself off of the rookery. 
The last thing you wanted to do was hurt him.  
"I was scared," you whisper, and the admission feels like a weight off your chest. Fear was something you dealt with alone, always having to put on a brave face. 
You wiped his tears away and he continued, "I'll do anything in my power to help you; you just have to let me." 
You kissed him, hoping that your actions could say what your words couldn't. I'm sorry. I'm scared of losing you. I don't want to die.
He pulled away when the need for oxygen became too great. Maybe it was the lack of oxygen you were getting that emboldened you to whisper your thoughts against his lips, "Marry me." 
"What?" 
You grinned as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders. "Marry me, and we won't have to worry about this Marion," you took on a more serious tone, "We can just be together for however much time I have left." 
"Don't say that, we can figure out the anchor. Together. Married or not," he said as he tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear. 
You shifted so you were straddling him, and you tilted your head, "Don't you want to get married?" 
He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to your lips before moving on to kiss the rest of your face. "Of course,  I do. But," you let out an exaggerated groan and he continued, "I want to get married because we want to, not because some heathen thinks they're betrothed to the love of my life." 
"You sure do have a way with words, Commander," you murmured, running your hands along his shoulders. 
"I love you," he breathed, as he ran his hands gently up your sides.
You cupped his face in your hands and kissed him once more. Your lips moved in tandem and you ran your fingers through his hair. 
You inserted an 'I love you' between each kiss, hoping that if you chanted it long enough it may dull some of the fear of what's to come. Your love would persevere. It had to.
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A/N: This is my first time writing for Dragon Age, plz be kind :')
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imdoingaokay · 1 year
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hello :) i was wondering if you knew anything about elder scrolls?
cause i wanted to ask how the inquisition would handle an inquisator that was a dark elf?
look like a demon. is an elf. different world. hard times for the poor inquisitor!
So, I'm assuming you mean The Inquisitor was from the Elder Scrolls Universe and transported from Nirn to Thedas, I lowkey love that idea, so I’m rolling with it. You’ve inspired me to write something completely different, I’ll be getting it out soon.
So, this is how the DAI companions would react to a dark elf Inquisitor.
Blackwall/Thom Rainer: Blackwall can’t help but assume The Inquisitor is a demon at first. When has someone looked like a skinny, short Qunari with blood-red eyes?
They have to be a demon? Right?
However, it doesn’t take long for him to realize that The Inquisitor isn’t a demon and a rather polite person. He does reel back a little when The Inquisitor explains how long Dunmer lives. If anything, he becomes more curious about Dunmer and makes an effort to refer to The Inquisitor’s race as Dunmer rather than Dark Elf. 
Romanced, he’s mostly the same, he just puts in more and more effort to learn about Dunmer culture. But don’t expect him to start praying to any Daedra.
He doesn’t have much of an issue with the whole age thing until he realizes how old he is. All of a sudden, he’s worried about how The Inquisitor will handle his eventual death, as he’s most likely going to die before them. It takes some reassurance from The Inquisitor before he feels truly feels comfortable, but he’ll always feel bad that he’ll leave them so soon.
Cassandra: Cassandra is convinced that the future Inquisitor is a fade demon who murdered the divine. But she decides to keep them alive for the sake of The Breach, which can only be solved by their damn hand. So she relents.
If the Dunmer Inquisitor is very religious, they have a hard time initially. After all, it’s rather strange for Cassandra to accept that some people worship different gods than the Maker. She’ll get more comfortable eventually, it just takes some time.
Romanced, it’s mostly the same again. Only that she enjoys listening to her lover speaks in their native tongue and hearing the stories of The Dunmer. The Tale of The Nerevarine is her favorite. The age discussion doesn't happen until it slips from The Inquisitor, and the pair have to talk fairly long about the plan for both of them. Cassandra eventually lets it go but is still worried for her lover's sake.
Cole: “You’re not from here.” He says plainly when the pair are alone and away from immediate danger.
“You’re not used to this place. Not used to Thedas. Do you want to go home?” He asks, curiously watching The Inquisitor furrow their brow.
“They thought I was a demon too.” He eventually offers, “But you stopped them from kicking me out. Thank you.”
Cole doesn’t see The Inquisitor as a demon, he can’t, after all. There is nothing of the fade, nothing evil about them. They’re rather nice.
Reading their mind can get hard, there are many faces, many creatures, Cole has never seen and can’t put a name to. The hurt, fear, and loneliness that The Inquisitor may feel are unique. And Cole will do his best to understand.
Cullen Rutherford: He struggles the most. He almost draws his sword when they first meet, if it is on the battlefield. He immediately assumes that the future Inquisitor is a fade demon. It is only Cassandra, who immediately introduces Cullen, and dissuades him from cutting down The Inquisitor.
He grows respect for them over time, and once the Battle of Haven is over, he finds himself curious about Dunmer and their history. He struggles to separate The Inquisitor from the Fade, as he can’t tell the difference sometimes.
Romanced, it takes a minute, he needs to feel comfortable first. Once he feels comfortable with The Inquisitor, he ends up falling for them, fairly quickly too. He’s embarrassed and ashamed of himself at first. Because he thought they were a literal demon. Getting married to him is also a little difficult if his spouse expects a Dunmer wedding, not because he’s unwilling, but because having one will be hard. That man will put on all the traditional Dunmer attire and do the whole ritual if asked, he knows it's difficult to find everything.
 
Dorian Pavus: Fascinated, absolutely fascinated. He asks questions, so many questions. They range from the history of the Dunmer, to how someone like The Inquisitor came to be at the Conclave.
This man defends The Inquisitor with his life. He knows life is tough to be an elf… but to be an elf that could easily be mistaken for a demon? He can imagine it’s tough. He’s always there to support his friend, whether it be an occasional spell that gets thrown in the face of some snobby noble, or a glass of wine, maybe even a shoulder to cry on. 
Romanced, he behaves more or less the same. He flirts and is interested in Dunmer history, and all that jazz. But he finds himself growing more attached, more… infatuated. The romance continues as normal, but it’s more… curious. Once again, the age issue comes up, but Dorian isn’t too worried about it. He’s so caught up in just being alive with his lover that he doesn’t have time to think about the far-off future. One day, it’ll hit him, but he’ll be with his lover for that.
Iron Bull: For a second, he actually thought The Inquisitor was a Qunari at first. He thought that their parents were Tal-Vashoth, and they just had a short, skinny kid. Now it disturbed him that Ben-Hassrath, had no information on The Inquisitor, but they’re Tal-Vashoth, maybe their parents were good at hiding. But once the rumor gets around that they’re from another world? Maybe he starts questioning it. But the second he sees The Inquisitor? He knows they aren’t Qunari. He also recognizes that they aren’t a demon either. But the red eyes? Yeah, those freak him out.
Also, don’t call him a grey orc. He finds it funny one time, and after that, he gets annoyed.
Romanced, he’s basically the same. He’s one of the most accepting LIs out there. The age thing isn’t an issue. He loves his kadan, and when he dies, he can only hope that they move on. They deserve that.
Josephine Montilyet: Poor Josephine. Now she has to work overtime to really quiet the rumors of a demon invading The Chantry. She never really thought they were a demon, though she was still nervous around them at first. The red eyes can be off-putting when one first sees them.
Aside from that, the woman is fighting for her life against the rumors and the comments of nobles. She constantly tries to defend her friend, but it can be hard, especially when someone is from a different world.
Romanced, it’s basically the same. Maybe there are a few comments here and there about The Inquisitor being a Dark Elf, but that’s about it. The age issue is probably an issue as well, Josephine just gets worried about her lover and how they’ll handle her death. But with some reassurance, the thought slips away. And she becomes preoccupied with just living.
Leliana: She’s frustrated at first, she’s never heard of this creature and has no idea what they are. As far as she knows, they killed the Most Holy. But she relents when Solas explains that they aren’t a Fade Demon or a normal type of elf. But after they awaken, Leliana gets a chance to ask a few questions. Dunmer is not the name she would choose, but if that’s what they are, that’s what they are.
She has a slight fondness for them over time, having a growing respect for them as they continuously prove themselves worthy of the title “Inquisitor.” Also one of the only people who end up asking “How did you get here?”
If The Inquisitor doesn’t know, she leaves it. But if The Inquisitor knows, she wants an explanation. And The Inquisitor better not lie, Leliana will know. But Leliana would probably drop it in that case too. Something tells her that it wasn't The Inquisitor's choice, and even if it was, it couldn't have been easy.
Sera: So they’re elfy, but not the “normal type” of elfy. She’s super confused and gets extra confused when they ever explain anything about themselves or their history. She ends up asking The Inquisitor to stop talking about it, as it gets to be too much for her to handle. She is also super on guard when it comes to their appearance. The red eyes seriously freak her out.
Romanced, it takes longer for her to feel comfortable enough for a romance. Aside from that, it moves pretty normally. Maybe more arrows get shot once Sera feels the need to defend her lover, of course. The age issue isn’t brought up too much, as Sera is like Dorian in the sense that she feels she has no time to worry about that sort of stuff.
Solas: Confused, The Inquisitor is an elf, but not his version of an “elf.” Probably one of the first people to explain that The Inquisitor (then, Herald) isn’t a demon or from The Fade. He respects The Inquisitor, and will most likely ask questions about them and their people. Another thing that he finds interesting is how elves enslaved humans, not the other way around.
He also thinks the stories of The Tribunal are… interesting too. He seems to get a little uncomfortable with the whole story of their rise and fall as if he can slightly relate. Other than that, he likes hearing stories of their people and respects them for their culture.
Now… I don’t think he would romance a Dunmer. I genuinely think it wouldn’t happen. I mean, maybe it would, had there been more time for him to get to know The Inquisitor (sort of like how he could’ve romanced a human or a dwarf had they gotten to know each other more over more time.) At most, he develops a little crush on them, but he’ll NEVER say anything, even if The Inquisitor returns their feelings.
Varric Tethras: Now this is a twist! An elf leading The Inquisition is something he didn’t expect, but someone from a completely different world? The Maker himself couldn’t write something better. He’s very welcoming and happy to make The Inquisitor feel less like a monster and more like a person. If The Inquisitor is like some other Dunmer and a little racist, it throws him off big time. He’s surprised when he learns about Dwemer and how they weren’t really short. And the whole thing with the Falmer? Varric is happy to distance himself from the idea of being a Dwemer and may ask The Inquisitor to refrain from referring to him as that.
Romanced, he behaves mostly the same as he would if they were friends. He’ll go above and beyond to make The Inquisitor feel comfortable. Even using Carta connections to find items that may remind his lover at home. He's always nervous about the age issue, but, like Bull, he hopes his lover just moves on from him. Varric doesn’t think a guy like him is worth never loving again for.
Vivienne: She treats them like a demon at first, she’s cordial but wary. She never lets The Inquisitor know her thoughts. Not until she realizes she needs their help with the snowy wyvern. 
If The Inquisitor decides to bring her the actual heart, she uses it, and can’t help but feel ashamed. She does an excellent job of hiding it, of course, but she can stop the overwhelming weight of guilt that washes over her when The Inquisitor arrives with the heart and without another word, goes to help someone else. From then on, Vivienne is much warmer to The Inquisitor, maybe even considering The Inquisitor a friend.
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demigoddessqueens · 1 year
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Hello, I was wondering a request something with Dragon age.
It's about Cassandra, Vivianne, Cullen, Leliana, Solas, Varric, and Cole. Where they find out that their human Inquisitor S/O is a Umbran witch and has been around for multiple centuries.
Sure thing!
Cassandra - can she trust you? Does she want to trust you? The very idea of something being “dark magic”, yet here you are still genuinely loving with her
Vivienne - once you inform her of your heritage and magic, she’s understanding as one can be, knowing the ins and outs you’ve had to maneuver to get where you are
Cullen - honestly, he’s caught at a crossroads. Can he trust you and your magic, or was this an elaborate scheme for ulterior motives?
Leliana - might feel a bit distant from you, given her role and line of work. Are you meant to be together or at odds with each other?
Solas - feels closer to you than before. He feels like he can tell you his true identity as well, but are your goals aligned with his?
Cole - sweet as he is, Cole may feel a bit apprehensive in trusting you considering you’ve kept this secret
Varric - magic this, magic that. He’s already gone through enough at Kirkwall. He just hopes this doesn’t take you away from him.
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homiest88 · 18 days
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Want to share my canon Dragon Age Romances.
DAO: Female Mahariel x Leliana
DA2: Male Mage Hawke x Merrill
DAI: Male Mage Lavellan x Cassandra
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illusivesoul · 9 months
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Cass after hearing Varric talk about a lady Hawke / after meeting Leliana/ after a female Inky started flirting with her
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