#male Trevelyan

[meggsssart]

Hello!

I've crawled out from under a rock. I stopped posting on Tumblr for such a long time, because the app is terrible and every time I tried to post it crashed.

I now have a PC so I'm keen to try and post my art here again, because Instagram squishes images and ruins the colours. I'll queue a bunch of posts of what I've done since I've been hiding!

Here are Max and Dorian stealing a moment together, in Tevinter. I'm really hoping to get some interaction between these two in Dreadwolf! They're still living in my head since I finished Inquisition last summer.

#dragon age inquisition #dragon age #inquisitor x dorian #dorian pavus #male trevelyan #pavelyan #inquisitor trevelyan #my art #digital art

[lunaticqueen-art]

#dragon age inquisition #dragon age art #dragon age #iron bull #iron bull dragon age #artists on tumblr #male trevelyan #iron bull x inquisitor #inquisitor #art #fanart

[rosella-writes]

new to dadw, but maybe “you don’t need to protect me.” for cassandra/solas/trevelyan, if that strikes your fancy

Thank you and welcome!! I love this one.

Rating: T Words: 963

For @dadrunkwriting

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For more time than what was marked by scratch marks on the wall of her cell, Cassandra had only had the hum of red lyrium and Solas’s occasional conversation as company. 

She paced — she mourned — she reminisced, wondering aloud if there was anything she could have done differently, anything she could have done to stop this from happening. But, as Solas continued to remind her, in his own cell just beyond her line of sight, it was no use to agonise over the past. There was only forward. 

But how could they move forward when the Herald was dead?

Some days, she didn’t realise she’d faltered in her recitation of the Chant until Solas’s gentle voice picked up the missing lines. She’d lean her head against the stone wall that separated their cells and mouth along, voiceless, to the words he must have heard her say a thousand times over. These days, more than ever, she wished she could reach through the stone and touch him — any confirmation that this was real, that he was real, and that this wasn’t some twisted nightmare. She didn’t know if that would be a comfort or a curse.

As time passed, Cassandra withdrew further into herself. It was not unlike her vigil to become a Seeker — but there was no numbing, no dwindling sense of self, that culminated in a burst of radiance and faith. No, it continued, as deadening as the steady drip of water upon stone that wore channels into its surface. 

Time pressed onward, unrelenting with its sickening hum of lyrium — a scarlet thing that even she, a Seeker supposedly unaffected by lyrium, could sense. It was a sharp poison in her flesh, as if she were breathing in needles of it. She could hear Solas’s breaths become hoarse just beyond the wall, no matter how hard he tried to hide it. And when he began to cough, she wished she could do more than simply turn away and cover her ears. 

Then the day came that brought the sound of thudding footsteps down the stairs. 

It was not the approach of the jailor, for she knew the sound of him as well as her own heartbeat. It was a pair of mages, as she could tell from the rattle of a staff striking the stairwell. And when she heard the muttering of a voice she had not heard in a year, she thought for certain that she’d begun to dream — she had slid sideways into insanity, finally, and that thought would have brought relief if not for — 

“You’re alive!” Solas gasped, and Cassandra knew that this was real. 

Lucas Trevelyan appeared as he had the day he’d disappeared. He reached out to them with the same delicate hands, his face creased with the same ever-present worry and compassion, dressed in the same rumpled robes and hastily crafted armour that Harritt had seen fit to clamp him into. The mage who had disappeared alongside him — who was to blame for all this, if Cassandra were to be asked — lurked just behind, glittering with silk and gold and worrying at his moustache with ring-encrusted fingers. Dorian, she remembered. He explained what had happened with terms meant to be understood by Solas, Cassandra was sure, as she only understood part of what he claimed. 

But Lucas seemed to pay him little mind as he went from Solas’s cell to hers, then rushed in the moment the door sprang open. He was tugging at her hands even as she moved to stand, then passed those hands over her cheeks, her forehead, as if searching for wounds. When he met her eyes with his own warm brown ones, they were wide with fear — but then he smiled, those eyes crinkled, and hope broke across his young features like a dawning star.

“I thought I’d lost you,” he said thickly. He reached out for Solas, who came into view around the wall that had separated him from Cassandra for so long, and pulled him into a bone-crushing embrace. “Both of you. I didn’t know if you’d lived.”

“If you would call this life,” she spat, but returned his hug when he threw his arms around her. She caught Solas’s eyes — reddened from his exposure to lyrium, dark as foreboding death — and knew that whatever existence pressed on past this moment, it would not include either of them.

So she armed herself from a nearby chest and positioned herself in front of the three mages on their way up the stairs. Nevermind that the lyrium had sunk into her bad hip and caused a limp. Nevermind that her knuckles ached when she tightened her grip around her sword. Nevermind that when they were attacked by Venatori at the top of the stairs, she moved slower than ever before, and could hardly pull upon her Seeker powers to burn the lyrium within them. 

Cassandra was expendable. Her life here was forfeit — it was all for nothing if Lucas didn’t return to that day in Redcliffe castle. 

But as she leaned over the final dead Venatori, her breaths heaving in and out of shard-ridden lungs, she felt Lucas’s familiar grasp upon her shoulder. 

“It’s alright,” he assured her, his voice low and comforting in her ear. “I can manage. You don’t need to protect me.”

“We shall be the judge of that,” Solas murmured on her other side as he pressed a healing touch to a burn on her cheek. “Focus on Alexius. Leave the rest to us.”

When Cassandra glanced back, Lucas’s expression was inscrutable. All she could determine from it was his omnipresent sense of concern — but before she could speak, his countenance lightened again into a mask of soft cheer. 

“It’s alright,” he repeated. “We’ll make it alright.”

#in hushed whispers #dragon age #my writing #lucas trevelyan #solas #cassandra pentaghast #male trevelyan #dadwc

[mil0mocha]

I have made my peace. I will never finish this drawing. I hope u enjoy my permanent wip of Cass and Wolfgang

#I’ve redrawn it like twenty times #and I HATE the winter palace attire it is so difficult #their loving gaze into each other’s eyes while they dance is good enough for me #cassandra pentaghast #inquisitor trevelyan #male trevelyan #wolfgang #cassandra x inquisitor #dragon age inquisition

[kiivg]

.Ce que j’ai fait est impardonnable.

#dragon age #male inquisitor #dragon age inquistion #gaspard de chalons #trevelyan #goddard trevelyan #sketch #dai #male trevelyan #.hmmm hmmmmmm wanna kiss him hehehe. #.I imagine that Goddard has a bit of a wobble facing Gaspard after he’s just killed Florianne. #.I’m switching Goddard up a little though hehehe.

[catofadifferentcolor]

An Incomplete List of Dragon Age AU Fic Ideas

A Curious Thing Happened on the Way to the Conclave: In which the Inquisitor is a Spirit of Curiosity who enjoys being trapped in the mortal world just a little too much

Forget-Me-Not: In which an amnesiac Inquisitor Trevelyan learns he was once Corypheus' second-in-command, and gradually comes to terms with his villainous past

From Lothering with Love: In which a case of mistaken identity makes Edmund Hawke the Champion of Kirkwall and the Hero of Fereldan and the Herald of Andraste

The Magister Who Loved Me: In which Dorian Pavus bends the laws of time to save his lover, Inquisitor Lavellan, but winds the clock back just a little too far

The Name of the Dragon: In which Razikale has been hiding out in the mountains since the Warden killed her dragon cult, but could get used to this Inquisitor thing

Time Loops Are Forever: In which this is not the first time Inquisitor Lavellan has saved the world, though he'd very much like this to be the last

#plot bunny #fic ideas #dragon age #dragon age: origins #dragon age 2 #dragon age: inquisition #da:o #da2 #da:i #warden hawke #inquisitor hawke #inquisitor lavellan #dorian pavus #dorian x inquisitor #inquisitor x solas #hawke x fenris #dragon age hawke #solas #male lavellan #male trevelyan #mage inquisitor #dalish inquisitor #inquisitor trevelyan #tevinter #male inquisitor #female inquisitor

[melisusthewee]

I am really excited to be able to show off this absolutely fantastic icon commission I received from @redreart ! My Inquisitor Quinn Trevelyan looking like the fanciest Herald of Andraste out there.

The colours! His hair! His fancy feather! Perfectly bold against a purple background. They did such a wonderful job, and I am really lucky to have been able to commission Quinn from them!

#oc: quinn trevelyan #dragon age inquisition #inquisitor trevelyan #trevelyan #male trevelyan #dragon age

[faierius]

I've stitched both of my Inquisitors, so here they are with their partners! ❤️

#dragon age #dragon age inquisition #dragon age fanart #dorian pavus #cullen rutherford #inquisitor trevelyan #female trevelyan #male trevelyan #cross stitching #crossstitch #cross stitch #nerdy cross stitch

[elsfinix]

Vis-à-vis

reversed:

#dragon age #dragon age art #dragon age fanart #dragon age inquisition #male trevelyan #maxwell trevelyan #украрт #драґонаґа #укрдраґонейдж #calpernia #calpernia x inquisitor #dragon age tarot #I kinda ship them

[skyeventide]

Candles at your feet

in which it's DAI: Trespasser and Cyril de Montfort wants to bang the Inquisitor. a bunch of politics too or it wouldn't be me (and a big thanks to @theluckywizard and @anneapocalypse for the editing)

#Dragon Age #dragon age fanfiction #Male trevelyan #cyril de montfort #orlais

[sweetmage]

After all the struggles they are finally married 💒

#cullen rutherford #oc: kest #dragon age #dragon age inquisition #male trevelyan #jun edits

[herald-divine-hell]

Amayian really looks like a dad here. 

#Dragon Age #Dragon Age Inquisition #DA #DAI #Dragon Age Trevelyan #Amayian Trevelyan #Male Trevelyan #Male Inquisitor #m!inquisitor #m!trevelyan #dragon age screenshots #dragon age inquisition screenshots

[lunaticqueen-art]

The commission for @tessa1972 ♡

#dragon age #fanart #art #dragon age inquisiton #male trevelyan #commission

[milesmentis]

I saw this post and just had to remake it with my Inquisitors because it's a perfect summary of their dynamic

#i’m so proud of this stupid meme #dai #dragon age inquisition #female lavellan #male trevelyan #hallapan lavellan #magnus 'trevelyan' #your honor they're stupid #tank and caster #their dynamic is boss + henchman #da ocs #my ocs

[pinayelf]

Two ocs I have trouble making in the cc and never looks like how I want them to so I drew them

Gabriel Trevelyan - one of my inquisitors, disowned son of Lord Trevelyan and a former senior enchanter from the ostwick circle

Nolan - originally from ansburg, wanted to see more of the world so he became a grey warden. Is now part of a mercenary group after clarel started being weird

#inquisitor trevelyan #male trevelyan #grey warden #dragon age inquisition #dai #art tag #gabriel trevelyan #nolan #the leader of the mercenary group is Gabe’s cousin Lourdes lol #and Lourdes is also a Trevelyan pariah #small world lol #the mercenary group makes an appearance in Gabe’s worldstate

[heliosisdrawing]

- Do you walk in the valley of kings?

Do you walk in the shadow of men

Who sold their lives to a dream?

Kieran Trevelyan, reluctant Inquisitor

#dragon age #dragon age inquisition #inquisitor trevelyan #male trevelyan #oc #oc art #fanart #da fanart #digital art #artists on tumblr #my art