#Blackwall/Female Cadash

[shem-fatale]

Dragon Age Inquisition: "Canon" Choices Survey Results!

Tell us about your personal "canon" Inquisitor who will make an appearance in The Veilguard? What were their choices? Answers to this short survey were collected via a tumblr post between June 11th and June 22nd 2024. I have since found out which of the choices mentioned will and will not affect DA:TV but I will include all questions anyway. Text version and tags under the cut!

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1. Who is your "canon" Inquisitor and are/were they in a relationship with another DAI character? Female Adaar/Blackwall - 1% Female Lavellan/Blackwall - 1% Male Lavellan/Josephine- 1% Male Lavellan/The Iron Bull- 1% Male Trevelyan/Cassandra - 1%

Female Lavellan/Josephine - 2% Female Trevelyan/Josephine- 2% Male Lavellan - no romance - 2%

Female Adaar/The Iron Bull - 3% Male Adaar/Dorian - 3%

Female Trevelyan/Blackwall - 4%

Female Adaar/Josephine - 6% Male Trevelyan/Dorian - 6%

Female Lavellan/Cullen - 7%

Male Lavellan/Dorian - 12%

Female Trevelyan/Cullen - 13%

Female Lavellan/Solas - 33% Added headcanon comment from @spiders-scribbles: Male Adaar/The Iron Bull "Kas is played with the female model cause I hate how bulky the male Qunari body is and also trans reasons" <3 And another one from @doves-wing: Female Cadash/Josephine "i think they have an open relationship and so my quizzy has dated iron bull though that relationship ends before trespasser. she is still with josie though." <3 2. What combat class and specialisation apply to your "canon" Inquisitor?

Warrior/Two-Handed/Templar - 0% Warrior/Weapon and Shield/Templar - 0%

Rogue/Daggers/Artificer - 1% Warrior/Two-Handed/Champion - 1% Warrior/Weapon and Shield/Reaver - 1%

Warrior/Two-Handed/Reaver - 3% Rogue/Archer/Tempest - 3% Warrior/Weapon and Shield/Champion - 3%

Mage/Necromancer - 4%

Rogue/Archer/Artificer - 5% Rogue/Archer/Assassin - 5% Rogue/Daggers/Tempest - 5%

Rogue/Daggers/Assassin - 8%

Mage/Rift Mage - 30%

Mage/Knight-Enchanter - 32% 3. Did the Inquisition form an alliance with the Mages or with the Templars?

Mages - 86%

Templars - 14% 4. Who was left behind in the Fade?

Alistair - 5%

Loghain - 9%

Hawke - 29%

Stroud - 57% 5. Did the Inquisition give the Wardens a second chance?

Yes - 89%

No - 11% 6. Who rules Orlais?

Gaspard - 1%

Celene - 10%

Gaspard as Briala's puppet - 14%

Truce between all parties - 32%

Celene and Briala - 43% 7. Who drank from the Well of Sorrows?

Morrigan - 48%

The Inquisitor - 52% 8. Who becomes Divine Victoria at the end of DA:I?

Vivienne - 7%

Cassandra - 18%

Leliana - 75% 9. What happened to the Inquisition at the end of Trespasser?

The Inquisition continues in the service of Divine Victoria - 17%

The Inquisition was disbanded - 83%

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[broodwolf221]

Solas ships on ao3

i like playing around with data and decided this would be fun.

notes:

this is NOT comprehensive, although i tried to be thorough

no poly ships because that'd complicate it overmuch

on ao3, Lavellan/Solas includes Female Lavellan/Solas, Male Lavellan/Solas, Nonbinary Lavellan/Solas, & Lavellan/Solas tags. i kept it in here anyway, but the numbers are indicative of totals not just works with exclusive Lavellan/Solas or Cadash/Solas, etc etc

relatedly, Nonbinary Lavellan/Solas just leads to the selection for Lavellan/Solas, which is why nonbinary characters don't have their own sections in this

i purposefully excluded the Sera/Solas tag bc i am going to live my life pretending there are just a few mistagged platonic fics in there

if you rb this, please don't tag with ship hate - including for the most popular ships. this is meant only as a casual resource, not an invitation to be mean <3

edit: all bolded ships are ones i have personally written :)

Solas/

Inquisitor - 8,802 Female Inquisitor - 7,871 Lavellan - 7,811 Female Lavellan - 6,852 Original Female Character - 844 Male Inquisitor - 433 Trevelyan - 353 Dalish (Dragon Age: Inquisition) - 299 * Female Trevelyan - 285 Adaar - 119 Dorian Pavus - 110 Female Adaar - 96 Rook - 94 The Iron Bull - 60 Cullen Rutherford - 46 Cadash - 44 Male Trevelyan - 43 Varric Tethras - 41 Mythal - 40 Fenris - 40 Female Cadash - 40 Cassandra Pentaghast - 35 Merrill - 24 Female Surana - 20 Felassan - 19 Josephine Montilyet - 16 Cole - 13 Dirthamen - 13 Leliana - 12 Male Adaar - 12 Elgar'nan - 11 Anders - 11 Andruil - 10 Ghilan'nain - 10 Blackwall - 9 Abelas - 8 Female Tabris - 8 Wisdom - 7 Morrigan - 4 Female Warden - 4 Original Elvhen | Ancient Elven Characters (Dragon Age) - 3 Vivienne - 3 Male Cadash - 2 Raleigh Samson - 2 Oghren - 2 Calpernia - 1 Corypheus - 1 Sylaise - 1

*best guess is that this is meant as a Dalish character - not as Dalish from the Chargers

[a-gay-bloodmage]

Made some cute little picrews of my Inquisitors using the "Little Guy Maker" (Link)! While both my Adaars are grey-skinned in reality, I figured I'd give them their non-Qunari skin tone for the sake of the picrew. I'd hate to leave them out!

Here's a link to the post about my Wardens!

I'm planning on making a proper series of posts to serve as reintroductions to my Wardens and Inquisitors, but I couldn't help but share these adorable little versions of them! I've added little descriptions of them below in the Read More!

First up is Mallory Trevelyan! He's a lovely little (six foot) guy who got caught up with the Inquisition in full crossdresser garb and just kept up the ruse for as long as he could. He fully identifies as Mallory, but has no issues with being referred to by the name and pronouns (she/her) his female "persona", Mallie. Disowned at 20 for being a gender-nonconforming homosexual, Mallory made his way to Ansburg and quickly formed a friend group made up of sex workers. The fact that he ended up the Herald of Andraste while trying to meet up with his estranged father at the Conclave never ceases to baffle him. I do hope it's no surprise that he fell in love with Blackwall! Not a Warden, Thom? Not a woman, Inquisitor?

Next to Mallory is Kiora Trevelyan! While a rift mage in game, she really functioned as a magical cuddle therapist and budding somniari back in her Circle days. She's a narcoleptic, her intense connection to the Fade often pulling her into sleep incredibly often and quickly. She's often encountering demons, but she's become incredibly proficient at tricking or coaxing them out of her over the years. Thanks to her, Skyhold is full of little black cats, all of which she's named. She adores her girlfriend, Sera, as she's one of the few people who never fail to keep her awake.

Below Mallory is Aelon Lavellan! He's a chaotic little man, obsessed with tinkering and order. He barely identifies with his Dalish heritage, and quite enjoys all of the new things the human world has to offer. He just wishes it was less full of humans. With the exception of Dorian, of course. The stress of battling Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder and likely several other issues has left his incredibly soft ginger hair with many grey patches. He has few friends in the Inquisition, but that doesn't stop him from somewhat enjoying it.

Next to Aelon is Ashavise Lavellan! A woman who cares far, far more for the dead than the living, it's no wonder that Cole is her closest companion in the Inquisition. She has a deep love for elven history and uses her summoned spirits to help her learn. As soon as Solas started talking about his trips in the Fade, she instantly started flirting. What better way to get a man to tell you about his ancient knowledge than to offer him a beautiful woman's body? The day he told her that her vallaslin were slave markings however, she realized that an ancient culture is nothing compared to the one she was blessed with in the present.

Below Aelon is Ademamar Cadash! His mother was from Antiva, his father was from Orzammar, and his mostly-faux confidence knows no bounds. Regardless of the Iron Bull's insistence that he'd break, Ade never let that stop him from trying to ride the Bull. He got there, eventually, of course. Deeply romantic and social despite never having been romantically kissed nor having had friends, Ade would kill and die for the members of the Inquisition, especially Bull and his Chargers.

Next to Ade is Harta Cadash! A very proud member of the Antivan branch of the surface Carta, Harta is a bundle of joy and poison. She loves wine, romance, and all things warm and sunny. Having to live in dreary Skyhold and not beautiful Seleny is one of the biggest drawbacks to being the Inquisitor, in her mind. While she initially flirted with Cullen, she quickly moved on to pursuing Dorian. It's no wonder why her attempt at romance didn't work out, but she couldn't care less. After all, she got a best friend out of it!

Below Ade is Ozol Adaar! A Tal-Vashoth by choice, Ozol is the world's largest pacifist. Originally an Arvaard, he helped his saarebas escape the Qun, unable to tolerate the cruel way it treated mages. Once in the South, he renamed himself Özil—Öz- meaning self or essence, and -il meaning city—but, with time, the name morphed into Ozol thanks to the non-Qunari accents of his mercenary company. While initially hopeful that the massive qunari would be a good fighting force, Cassandra was incredibly disappointed to hear that the massive mercenary was the tax guy for his company. He won her over, in the end. Pie and poetry go a long way in wooing a Seeker.

Next to Ozol is Semiha Silva-Adaar! Found at the edge of a wheat field in a town outside of Markham, Semiha was adopted by two older human parents. Her birth parents left her with only the word "Adaar" scrawled onto a piece of paper. While she wishes she knew them, Semiha doesn't resent the Qunari who left their daughter, only a few days old, out in the elements. Semiha was incredibly proud to be deemed as the "Herald of Andraste" despite being a grey-skinned farm girl. Her adoration for the grace and charm of Josephine quickly turned into a full-blown crush, and it was only through the lack of available livestock that she didn't try to woo her using cattle.

[inquisimer]

in the suffering

I fell behind yesterday, but I'm back with part 6 of the Avexis-as-Cole AU for @tranquilweek! As Haven falls and the Inquisition makes their escape, both Cadash and Avexis make sacrifices to save those they love.

read it on ao3 here!

Avexis & Female Cadash | Rated T | 2260 words | cw: self-sacrifice, canon-typical violence, minor fantasy racism

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“Forces approaching! To arms!”

Alarm bells rang out over Haven, giving Avexis such a fright that she spilled her half-drunk ale out onto the snow. The pleasant buzz it had given her faded away as she and Varric stared out beyond the wall in horror. She could just barely see the tiny specks that must be the attackers—but she did not need to see them to feel their agony through the Fade. A horribly familiar agony.

It’s them.

“Who would—“ Varric started.

“The Templars,” Avexis cut him off, grabbing her staff and standing to run. “It’s the Templars we couldn’t save.”

Cadash was already at the gate when they arrived, listening to the commander’s assessment.

“Under what banner?”

“None—“

“It’s the Templars,” Avexis interrupted, breathless. “It’s the Templars we couldn’t save at Therinfall.”

“How could you possibly know that?” Cullen asked the question with anger, but Avexis saw the grief and fear that it disguised. She pressed her palm to her chest.

“I know,” she said, answering his question, but looking imploringly at Cadash. “Trust me.”

Cadash nodded. “I do. Cullen, give me a plan.”

“Haven is no fortress…”

Avexis stared at the village gate. The song was stronger, sickly sweet and singing its siren call. At Therinfall, she’d been able to see it as a sickness, to follow the growth of it within and pull it out by the roots. Now, as the Templars crested over the hill, their presence in the Fade was indistinguishable from the red lyrium in their veins.

They're lost , she thought, regret and despair choking her throat. Well, maybe not. Maybe if—

“Avexis, go with Blackwall—“

She snapped back to attention. “No! Please—if you’re going out there, I want to go too.”

Despite the care she had for her companions, Cadash was a pragmatic leader, and she knew how to make hard decisions. Her face was like stone, now. “No. It’s dangerous, and you’re still recovering. We can’t be carrying you.”

“You won’t be,” Avexis insisted. “I can hear their pain—it’s overwhelming. Let me help.”

“We’re not going out there to help them.” Cadash’s words were blunt, but it was a tired hand that ran down the short length of her braid. “If that’s what you’re thinking—“

“It’s not, not like that. I know you’re going to kill them—but the lyrium is rooted so deep, at this point a quick death is the only help they’ll get.”

“Maker’s breath,” swore Cullen, “That’s—Herald, we don’t have time for this. You must decide.”

Cadash studied Avexis’ determined face for just another breath. “Fine. You’re with me—Sera, with Blackwall, get people to the Chantry. And Avexis—“ she added, tossing the words over her shoulder as she turned. “If I tell you to run, to leave, you do it. Heard?”

Heart beating frantically against her ribcage, Avexis withdrew her dagger and nodded. “Heard.”

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The dragon’s breath was still hot on the back of their necks as they ran through the gates. Haven was burning. Her people were dying.

“We have to help them,” Cadash shouted, running to a cabin nearly engulfed in flames. “Dorian—“

A well placed bolt cleared the debris, and Seggrit fled to safety as they faced a wave of red Templars that had broken through the outer wall. Bull broke through the tavern door and they rushed in to help Flissa—but Avexis froze. She cocked her head and caught the faintest, sobbing cry. She knew that voice.

“Minaeve,” she whispered. Fear gripped her, and she bolted, ignoring Cadash’s shout as she took the steps to the apothecary’s cabin two at a time.

Both the researcher and Adan were laid out prone, too injured to stand under their own power. In the middle of the clearing sat a number of clay pots that Avexis immediately recognized—explosives, ostensibly for Haven’s defense.

“The pots—“ Adan wheezed.

“I know,” Avexis knelt by Minaeve and pulled her arm over her shoulders so that they could stand. “But as long as—“

As long as there’s no active fire, she was about to say. But before she could get the words out, the dragon swooped above them with a vicious screech and with one horrible breath, set the cabins aflame.

“Andraste’s bloody tits,” Avexis hissed. Minaeve pushed at her shoulder.

“Leave me! You have to get to Adan, he’s too close to the pots, he’ll die!”

Avexis shook her head, clinging stubbornly to Minaeve’s hip and shuffling them closer to the Chantry. “I’m not leaving you. You—you—“

How could she explain? They were hardly the closest of friends—Avexis’ magic was too volatile for Minaeve to really trust her. But the researcher had done something no one else had bothered to do.

“You saved them,” Avexis managed, panting as her muscles groaned under Minaeve’s weight. “Saw them, when no one else did. Someone should save you, this time.”

Minaeve’s eyes flitted to the brand that still marred Avexis’ forehead, though it no longer kept her from the Fade. “I—thank you.”

“We’re far enough, I think,” Avexis said after a few more paces. She lowered Minaeve into a snowbank and looked back. Adan was still struggling, trying fruitlessly to move his broken legs and escape the blast radius.

“He’ll never make it—“ Minaeve began, but Avexis was already gone. She ignored the protest of her lungs as she sprinted back to Adan. But where it had been easy to support Minaeve, Adan was broader and heavier than both of the elves. To boot, he could offer no assistance with his legs as they were. The fire was spreading perilously close to the explosive barrels.

“Get out, girl,” Adan snapped. “Don’t both of us need to die!”

“No, no, we can make it—“

“We can’t—“

Their bickering had given the flames just enough time. Time that seemed to slow as Avexis watched in horror, unable to close her eyes the way Adan had. The trail of fire licked at the open lid of the nearest pot—

And extinguished with a hiss. An arrow, shot into the ground, sprayed up snow that doused the flame. Avexis blinked, mind not quite caught up to her eyes. She looked up and saw Cadash at the top of the stairs, bow at her side and murder in her eyes.

The fire was still coming, though—they needed to move. The dwarf came ‘round to Adan’s other side and between the two of them they carried the apothecary toward Minaeve.

“If we’re both alive in a few hours,” Cadash grunted, taking Adan’s full weight so that Avexis could help Minaeve the rest of the way to the Chantry, “we will have words.”

The mood inside the Chantry was dark, but so powerful was the holy atmosphere that everyone’s terror took on hushed tones. By the time Avexis saw Minaeve to the healers and returned, Cadash and the commander were locked in an irate stare. Then, Cadash caught sight of Avexis, who winced.

“That was the stupidest thing you could have done—“

“It was for a good reason!”

“It was still stupid,” Cadash scowled. “And it’s only the lack of time that’s keeping me from ripping you a new one.”

That was as good as forgiven, Avexis knew, though she couldn’t quite summon a smile. “What’s the plan?”

Cadash’s gaze darted to the commander and Avexis nearly missed the barest shake of her head. Cullen’s frown deepened.

“Roderick knows a way out,” Cadash said, gesturing to the brother who had been such a pest. There was a sister with him, wiping his clammy brow, but his skin was pale as only a dying man’s was. “He’s hurt, but he’s the only one who knows. I need you—” she caught Avexis firmly by the elbows “—to go with him. Help him lead the way. It’s the only chance anyone has of surviving this.”

Avexis nodded, already moving to take the sister’s place at Roderick’s side. “And what about you?”

Torchlight glinted off Cadash’s silver tooth as she grinned. “Don’t worry about me,” she said. “Just go.”

The pilgrimage path was meant to be walked in the summer for a reason, and it was hard going. But Roderick’s eye was keen, even as his life drained away with each step. He pointed out the landmarks, leaning heavily on Avexis as they went. She held out a potion—it would do little more than ease his pain, but the less pain he felt, the farther he could go before his body gave up completely.

Eventually, the last of the refugees—for what else could they be called, now—were out of the Chantry. Roderick, Avexis, and the advance group of scouts were high up on the mountainside when the call came from the commander.

“We’re clear! Fire the signal!”

An archer drew back his bow and a mage set the tip of his arrow ablaze. As it streaked up into the inky blackness, Avexis caught the commander’s eye.

“Where is she?” she asked, adjusting her grip around Roderick. Cullen just stared at her with pity, and grief, and shame. Realization sank cold over Avexis.

“No—no—“ she cried. She struggled for her tenuous control, biting hard on her tongue to keep her mind her own. But the Fade around them bent beneath her anguish—her anger—and she knew that she would not be able to hold on. Blood-spattered gauntlets caught her by the shoulders.

“She didn’t want to—but it was the only way,” Cullen said grimly, and Avexis appreciated the attempt at soothing, even as it failed to work. “I’m sorry.”

There was a whistling in the air, growing louder, and then a giant boulder struck the mountainside below them. The Frostbacks rumbled and belched forth an avalanche; snow and ice and rocks thundered down to bury Haven.

To bury Cadash.

“No!” Avexis cried again. Her cheeks were wet with tears, and she was undoubtedly jarring Roderick’s injury with her sobs, but she couldn’t help it. “She can’t—“

“Maker,” Cullen murmured. “Seat her by Your side in death.”

She wouldn’t want that, Avexis thought, bitter through her sorrow. Cadash would have wanted to be returned to the Stone. But the Chantry didn’t care about that. The Inquisition didn’t care about that. They didn’t care about her.

They never had.

“We need to move!” The commander was saying, striding forward decisively. “Clear these rocks, cut back that brush! We can’t stay here.”

“I’m sorry, child.” Roderick coughed, ragged and wet from the blood in his lungs. “She was…well. Her heart was true, and whoever sent her to us knew exactly what we needed.”

Avexis ground her teeth together. It had been Cadash’s last wish for her to keep Roderick alive long enough to save everyone else. That meant she absolutely could not stab him for his asinine comforts.

She stared down at the snow-covered village. What if she had survived? Cadash had stupid luck—if anyone could live through an avalanche, it was her. But she would be injured, surely, and alone. Alone, she would die as surely as if she’d been buried like Haven.

Avexis closed her eyes.

When they weren’t in the Fade, she couldn’t talk to Cole directly. She felt his presence in her soul, or around her heart, particularly when stress and emotion overtook her mind. But she knew that he could hear her, in a way, or at least understand her intention.

You could go to her, help her.

Hesitation, but no denial. And Avexis knew what gave him pause.

You would have to go as you. You would have to leave me.

Affirmation seeped through her. Avexis took a long, slow breath.

The cure for Tranquility was still shrouded in mystery; they knew so little about the specifics of Pharamond’s ritual, or how to apply it safely. But what they did know was that the spirit wasn’t meant to stay with the mage once Tranquility was reversed. In theory, they would touch the mage’s mind, and with the spirit healer’s help, their connection to the Fade would be restored, and the spirit returned to their realm.

Whatever Cole had done, whatever Regalyan had done, it had been off the cuff. Not wrong, really, but not quite right, either. And it meant that Cole had to stay with her for it to stick.

Avexis swallowed. There was no choice, really. Cadash had been prepared to give her life to make sure they survived. She deserved at least one person who was willing to do the same.

Go to her.

The warm comfort that was Cole fretted within her, but Avexis doubled down, thinking her stern determination at him.

Go. To. Her. Find her, and save her. We’re already safe—she needs you now more than I do. So go.

He knew she was right, but his apology was sorrow that lingered in her chest as he slipped through whatever avenue of the Fade only spirits could navigate.

And then it was gone.

She blinked, wiping away the tears on her cheeks, lest they give her a chill and set sickness in her bones. It would be impractical to fall ill when they all needed their strength to survive the mountains. The scouts had cleared the path as Roderick indicated, and Avexis straightened, adjusting her grip on his side for more security.

“Let us go, Chancellor,” she said flatly, voice utterly devoid of the agony from only a moment ago. His brow furrowed, confused. “We must see these people to safety.”

[pinupvalentine]

Currently replaying Inquisition and can’t help but romance him again. Female Cadash/Blackwall 4 life.

not to be thirsty on main but Blackwall/Thom Rainier's post-redemption romance tarot card in Inquisition is the single hottest piece of video game artwork ever rendered.

Its so beautifully possessive. The glowing hand over his heart to me says 'I am hers', body and soul.

11/10 romance, so glad my Lavellan romanced him in my canon world state.

[nilesdaughter]

Dragon Age Characters

In reformatting my blog, I "lost" the page that had the list of my plethora of Dragon Age characters, so I made a post about them, instead.

Dragon Age: Origins

Aidan & Aisling Tabris | Fraternal Twin Rogues - Aidan & Zevran - Aisling & Leliana

Milah Brosca | Female Warrior - Alistair Romance

Orin Surana | Male Mage - Morrigan Romance

Ranalle Mahariel of Clan Sabrae | Female Rogue - Paired with Tamlen

Regan Cousland | Female Warrior - Alistair Romance

Rosalind Aeducan | Female Warrior - Paired with Gorim

Canon Playthrough: Veleda Amell | Female Mage - Zevran Romance

Dragon Age II

Aileen | Female Warrior - Sebastian Romance

Diana | Female Mage - Merrill Romance

Katherine | Female Rogue - Anders Romance

Reona | Female Rogue - Isabela Romance

Canon Playthrough: Sylvia | Female Mage - Fenris Romance

Dragon Age: Inquisition

Asera Adaar | Female Mage - Paired with Cullen

Desta Lavellan | Female Rogue - The Iron Bull Romance

Eldrian Hernando Trevelyan | Male Mage - Cassandra Romance

Canon Playthrough: Elera Lavellan | Female Mage - Solas Romance

Elizabeth "Liza" Trevelyan | Female Warrior - Josephine Romance

Self-Indulgent Self-Insert: Enansal "Nan" Lavellan | Female Mage - Cullen Romance

Esme Trevelyan | Female Rogue - Cullen Romance

Hana Cadash | Female Rogue - Blackwall Romance

Havva Adaar | Female Warrior - Sera Romance

Sarel Lavellan | Male Mage - Dorian Romance

Sulahn Lavellan | Female Rogue - Paired with Krem

Dragon Age: The Veilguard

Canon Playthrough: Adelaide Ingellvar | Female Elf Mage - Lucanis Romance

Tristan Ingellvar | FTM Elf Mage - Emmrich Romance

Original Characters

Sonya Barros | Female Qunari Mage from Rivain

Nicolette Fabre | Female Elf Mage/Rogue from Orlais

Zahra Tahan | Female Elven-Blooded Rogue from Nevarra

[spicywarl0ck]

WIP-Wednesday

Tons of thanks to the people who always tag me, even though I’ve got nothing to show sometimes <3 So thanks to @noire-pandora and @kittynomsdeplume for tagging me this week <3 I’m currently writing on the first Kinktober prompt I choose to do for a discord server. So take a short Blackwall/Female Cadash snippet: Warning though: Lemonish talk

‘Were you waiting for me?’ Lydia asked with a hint of amusement on her face when she rejoined him after discovering the ploy of the grand duchess.

‘Always my Lady.’ he replied in earnest, his grey eyes looking at her fondly. He always felt like a lovestruck fool whenever she approached him, a smile on her face. And, the one she was showing him now was as cheeky as it was lovely.

‘Oh, aren’t we especially charming tonight.’ she remarked gleefully, one of her hands reaching out to brush over the smooth fabric of his uniform. ‘And, looking so dashing on top of it. I wonder how many ladies approached the heroic Grey Warden tonight.’

‘None who were as beautiful as you, my Lady.’ Blackwall promised to her delight. He dared to stretch one of his hands out before he gently brushed one of her stray locks back behind her ear.

Lydia gave him a mischievous glance as she played with the buttons of his uniform almost innocently. ‘You know how to get a Lady all heated up.’ she replied with a flutter of her eyelashes. ‘It’s the cleavage, right?’ Lydia added with a playful look at him.

‘You got a pleasant view without a doubt. .’ Another chuckle escaped him before he bent down to steal a quick kiss. ‘Let’s give those Orlesian’s something to talk about then.’ he added, his lips brushing against hers while his beard tickled her skin.

She giggled, the sound like a bell in his ears as she looked up at him, turning in his arms to press her back against his front. It allowed him to get a better look at her cleavage, his hands holding her face gently still.

‘Right now?’ she asked. ‘That would be impolite towards the Empress. What kind of Inquisitor would I be to vanish between the talks?’ Lydia added almost innocently before she coaxed him to bent down lower, causing their lips to brush against each other gently.

‘But for later… I’m more than willing.’ she whispered before she pried herself away from his arms, a hint of delight in her eyes. ‘Oh, and also…’ Lydia paused for a moment, batting her thick eyelashes at him. ‘The dress is the only thing I am wearing tonight.’ she added rather sultry, her words sending a straight jolt into his cock.

And when he watched her making her way back towards the ballroom, moving her hips so promising already, he knew that it would be even harder to wait for her to return. How could a man concentrate when all he thought about was her being naked underneath the expensive dress? He imagined how her thighs rubbed against each other; the skin already damp eventually from their talk alone.

A sigh escaped him once he realised that thinking about it didn’t do much to calm himself down. Nor the erection in his trousers that he needed to hide from the other guests. It was why he kept himself mostly busy and hidden, avoiding any possible talks to people who admired him. Or, more, people who admired the person he was pretending to be.

Tagging further:

@charlatron  @elveny @scharoux @zuendwinkel @queen-kass-the-writer  @schoute @pikapeppa @jacklyn-flynn​   @wardenari​ @jentrevellan​ @cartadwarfwithaheartofgold​ @dalish-rogue​ @lavellanvibes​ @musetta3 @starsandskies @ashalle-art  @hollyand-writes @dismalzelenka  @kunstpause

[shaykai]

Cole & his three funky dads

Also more 4 Inquistors doodles

[ashalle-art]

Lydia Cadash & Blackwall <3 I have never drawn them until now, but I planned a little piece for a Discord Kinktober, so is wanted at least one soft one for them to start <3

[whatsgnat]

♡ Leslin

♡ Jacki

♡ Lyria

♡ Adaline

My Female Inquisitors and Their Loves

[sinsbymanka]

I just realized I don’t do enough to really promote some of my Qunari stuff! I would love to see everyone else’s Qunari fic/art/OCs as well because I am in a mood to appreciate the tall side of fandom. 

All the Stars Lead me to You: The Issala Adaar Series

Issala means dust - and tasting the endless dust of the road is the only life Issala has ever known until she’s the only survivor of an explosion that is felt around the world. When she’s proclaimed the Herald of a human religion she doesn’t understand, she doesn’t know whether to laugh or cry. 

At least Ambassador Montiliyet is adorable. It’s a small silver lining, but she’ll take it. 

Athena Adaar Saves the World with Only Minor Shenanigans 

Starring @tuffypelly‘s Athena Adaar, this series features the adventures of Athena Adaar, her wayward brother, the Valo-Kas, and their friends. None of them signed up to save the world, but they are trying their best, and Athena loves them all very much. 

Especially Warden Blackwall. She loves him very much. 

Other Oneshots!

Just a Crush: Yasmena Adaar has a crush on Varric Tethras. It isn't helped by his constant flirting, but it's definitely going to pass? ...right? (Rated T, 2k Words)

The Commander’s Doll: Lena Cadash likes it when Cullen takes control, it shouldn't surprise her that she likes ropes either. And when you learn you like ropes, there's only one person to call for advice.(BiCullen/FemCadash/Bull Threesome, Rated E, 2.4k words) 

Fury in the Dark: When forced to choose between the Chargers of the Qun, the Iron Bull panicked. And he can't panic, because if he panics, what is Reese Cadash going to do? (Rated M, 771 words) 

[blkwall4evr]

This is my piece for the @a-paragon-of-their-kind exchange for @drunken_dvergr.  I enjoy drawing anything with Blackwall so of course I had a lot of fun with this. If you want to see the whole drawing check it out on Archive if of Own.

[regrettablemeasure]

i think Cadla’s two main teams are

Blackwall Solas Varric (Liar squad)

and Cassandra Dorian Sera (aka One Straight Woman squad)

occasionally varric and sera get swapped between the two

[cappynomwrites]

dragon age fanfic

Probably not the best but it’s the first thing I’ve written I’m sharing publicly(also the first thing I’ve written in a couple years). It’s a series of short stories that follow my inquisitors and their adjustments to their lives after Trespasser. If you’d like, please give it a read and let me know what you think. Just posted the first story of my female Cadash and will hopefully add more to it later.

Thank you for your time!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23830768/chapters/57264382

[life-is-no-sugarlicking]

Gee has her own ‘smooch your favorite Warden’-Ladder.

[ohthesefaces]

"I'm grateful you decided to track me down when you did. As exciting as wandering the woodlands was, this is better." "I hope there's more than just the work keeping you here." "Well, there's you, of course."