#Cassandra Pentaghast x female Inquisitor

[cassandra-pentughasst]

Deliverance // Chapter 13

“I can’t stand the idea that I could have lost you without even knowing it,” Cassandra admits, leaning into Ellana’s palm. “I don’t know if I can handle losing any more of the people I care about, not after all the ones I’ve lost already,” Ellana sighs looking at her sadly, her index finger tracing the curve of her cheekbone. “I can’t promise you anything, as much as I want to. But just know that you’re one of the reasons I’m going to fight so hard to make it out of this war alive,” Their conversation, Ellana’s words from so many nights ago play through her mind on repeat. And on each loop Ellana’s admission that Cassandra was one of the things she would fight to stay alive for sticks. And given her actions earlier that night a small part of Cassandra begins to question the sincerity of her words.  Then instantly feels a pang of regret knowing that fear and desperation cloud even the most level heads in the heat of the moment. Although looking at the severed end of Ellana’s braid heat prickles in the back of Cassandra’s throat as she clenches a bruised fist. “ You’re one of the reasons I’m going to fight so hard to make it out of this war alive,” repeats like a mantra in her head as Cassandra grits her teeth. If that was true, why was she looking at just how close she had come to losing her?

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[coryfirelion]

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[natsora]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Dragon Age: Inquisition, Dragon Age - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Female Inquisitor/Cassandra Pentaghast, Cassandra Pentaghast/Female Trevelyan Characters: Cassandra Pentaghast, Female Inquisitor (Dragon Age), Female Trevelyan (Dragon Age) Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Canon Divergence, Angst, Well of Sorrows Series: Part 19 of The Sword and The Scabbard Summary:

Cassandra is angry. Her fury burns hot. And it’s all directed at Trev. Again and again, she must watch Trev throw herself into the fire, sacrifice herself on the altar of necessity. She swears no more.

[marduksstuff]

I finally got a chance to play Inquisition!!! I LOVE CASSANDRA SO MUCH, SHE'S SO CUTE

[lavellanhell]

So obviously the goal is to establish the Inquisition to serve as an organization that will bring peace to the people and solve all threats. At least that's what they said they read from Justinian's writings.

Leliana went to send a message to the mages and templars. At least one must join in order for us to have enough power to close the breach.

Whether the crows flew in with the message safely or not…

... no reply reached Heaven. Not from either of them.

And so Josephine decided that it was necessary to officially announce the creation of the Inquisition and its interests. Cullen was so upset that even though he's normally a neat freak, he nailed the plaque to the door crookedly.

I don't really understand human politics, but it was clear that a lot of people didn't like the Inquisition. And especially to those who were among the dignitaries of the Chantry. Cassandra knew that the action would soon provoke a reaction, so she began gathering the Inquisition army. For now, it was made up of volunteers, survivors and refugees.

Commander Cullen threw out contacts among his Templar friends who would be willing to join our cause. And indeed some came. Commander did a great job training the soldiers.

Leliana also soon developed a network of spies from her contacts. And Josephine was also active - she actively sought out persons among the nobles and other influential personalities who could contribute some material gift or at least a good word in certain circles.

Even though the numbers weren't high yet, soon Haven was too small for us. In addition to soldiers, merchants and volunteers, crowds of refugees began to flow here, seeking comfort and pinning their hopes on us. To the Inquisition.

[andrastes-flaming-arse]

🦁 Cœur de Lion 🦁

As Thedas is plunged into chaos, Aithne Trevelyan desperately seeks to escape the suffocating grip of her noble family and the haunting memories of the Ostwick Circle. Each day is a battle against the echoes of her past, as she longs for a life free from her painful upbringing. Cullen Rutherford, former Knight-Captain of the Kirkwall Circle, fights his own demons. The scars of lyrium addiction run deep, leaving him to grapple with the remnants of a life filled with despair; Cullen feels unworthy of love and redemption. Thrown together as the sky falls apart, both will have to learn to set aside their tempestuous pasts and confront the evils that threaten to engulf everything they hold dear. Through trials involving family, conflict and magic, will love bring them together or ultimately tear them apart?

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A full Trevelyan/Cullen fic that I might extend to Veilguard, with the Inquisitor as the main character because fuck you Bioware. What was Veilguard. Look how you massacred my egg Solas. You took a perfectly good elven god and ruined him. He has anxiety and so do the rest of us after that shit.

[crowinkwriting]

Tranquisitor

[Author Notes]

Chapter 3:

After sealing the next rift Olive was incredibly relieved to have finally reached the forward camp. The large doors slowly opened and Olive, along with Solas and Varric, followed behind Cassandra. As they walked through the camp Olive saw Cassandra was leading them to a table where Leliana was arguing with two other men.

Olive could tell the older man was a part of the Chantry just by the way he was dressed. However she wasn’t sure about the younger man. He was dressed in shiny white and gold guard like armor and she guessed was an archer based on the large bow he had with him. When they got closer Olive could hear what they were saying. “You have already caused enough trouble without resorting to this exercise in futility.” The older man argued. Both Leliana and the archer seemed pretty annoyed at this.

“I have caused trouble?” Leliana asked.

“We cannot do nothing. The Breach is still expanding.” The archer beside Leliana pointed out. His accent seemed familiar to Olive but she couldn’t quite place it.

“You have already caused enough trouble without resorting to this exercise in futility.” The man from the Chantry yelled at Leliana before turning to the archer beside her. “And you have no authority here.” He stated.

When Olive’s group got closer she noticed Varric’s expression was something between surprised and annoyed as he noticed the archer beside Leliana. “Choir boy?” Varric asked and the archer quickly turned to face them.

“Varric? What are you doing here?” The archer asked, seeming just as surprised to see them.

“I could be asking you the same question.” Varric responded. Cassandra then looked between Varric and the man he had referred to as Choir boy. “That’s Prince Sebastian?” She asked Varric. ‘Prince?’ Olive thought. So far there was a prince, a Seeker, and an apostate but Olive still hadn’t seen a single circle mage or templar.

Before Sebastian or Varric could respond Leliana had finally noticed the group. “You made it!” Leliana excitedly said before turning to the older man. “Chancellor Roderick this is-.” She started but was interrupted by the Chancellor.

“I know who she is. As Grand Chancellor of the Chantry, I hereby order you to take this criminal to Val Royeaux to face execution.” The Chancellor demanded as he pointed at Olive.

“Order me? You are a glorified clerk. A bureaucrat.” Cassandra argued, becoming just as annoyed as Leliana and Sebastian were.

“And you are a thug, but a thug who supposedly serves the Chantry.” The Chancellor responded. As the four continue to argue about what Olive assumed was probably political chantry matters Olive’s attention slowly drifted to the large green light in the sky. She really didn’t understand the point. Even if they did arrest her or pick a new Divine the Breach was still there and getting larger as more time passed. ‘This is all pointless.’ Olive realized.

“Shouldn’t we focus on closing the Breach?” Olive finally spoke up. The four in front of her. “You brought this on us in the first place!” The Chancellor yelled at her.

“She’s right. We still need to close the Breach.” Sebastian agreed with Olive. Cassandra then stepped forward and stood beside Sebastian at the table so she was in front of the Chancellor. “Call a retreat, Seeker. Our position here is hopeless.” The Chancellor said but Cassandra ignored him. “We can stop this before it’s too late.” She stated.

“How? You won’t survive long enough to reach the temple, even with all your soldiers.” The Chancellor asked, seeming hopeless.

“We must get to the temple. It’s the quickest route.” Cassandra said.

“But not the safest. Our forces can charge as a distraction while we go through the mountains.” Leliana then suggested pointing toward the mountains.

The four continued to bicker a little longer but their arguing was interrupted by the loud sound of the Breach expanding again. Then Olive felt the pain return to her hand along with the bright green glow. Olive held her wrist in pain and watched as the glowing and pain subsided again.

“How do you think we should proceed?” Cassandra then asked her. ‘They want my opinion? I’m not even sure what’s going on.’ Olive internally panicked. As she looked at her hand she realized she may not have much longer at this rate. Even if she didn’t make it the Breach needed to be closed. 

“We should charge. I may not survive long enough for your trial.” Olive finally answered. Cassandra then turned back to Leliana. “Leliana. Bring everyone left in the valley. Everyone.” Cassandra ordered.

As Leliana began to walk away Sebastian stopped her. “I’m coming with you.” He stated.

“Shouldn’t you be with Hawke?” Varric then asked Sebastian. For a second the anchor seemed like he wanted to say something but chose not to. “That’s not important right now.” He responded before following Leliana, leaving Varric confused.

Olive and her companions then followed Cassandra as she headed through the camp. As they continued on Olive heard the Chancellor give them one last warning. “On your head be the consequences, Seeker.”

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Olive couldn’t help but feel nervous once she jumped from the rubble and slowly approached the large rift now above her and the glow from her hand returned again. “Someone help me!” They heard a ghostly voice cry out of nowhere. “What’s going on here?” Another ghostly voice said. Olive recognized it as her own but it just didn’t sound right. Other than the odd echo her voice sounds so monoton. There was just no emotion, not even confusion.

‘I barely sounded like a person.’ She thought, now reminded of her previous state before the mark. “That was your voice. Most Holy called out to you, but…” Cassandra started to say.

They were then interrupted by a flash of light and when Olive looked again at the rift she saw a huge shadowy figure looming over the Divine. Olive watches as a ghostly figure of herself slowly walked into the room. Her face lacked any expression of fear or confusion and on her forehead was the brand of a sun.

Olive was tempted to feel her forehead now and see if the mark was still there but she knew she had to focus. “What’s going on here?” The ghostly tranquil asked.

“Run while you can! Warn them!” Justinia yelled. The Shadow figure didn’t even move. It simply said. “We have an intruder. Slay that thing.” Sounding repulsed by Olive.

With another flash of light all the ghostly figures were gone bad leaving just the large rift. “You were there! Who attacked? And the Divine, is she…? Was this vision true? What are we seeing?” Cassandra began to question Olive.

“I don’t remember. I’m sorry.” Was the only answer Olive could give. 

While Olive was speaking with Cassandra she hadn’t noticed Solas walking closer to the rift. “Echoes of what happened here. The Fade bleeds into this place.” Solas said before turning back to the group. “This rift is not sealed but it is closed, albeit temporarily. I believe with the mark the rift can be opened and then sealed properly and safely. However, opening the rift will likely attract attention from the other side.”

“That means demons! Stand ready!” Cassandra shouted to war the soldiers and archers around them. Olive then watched as everyone prepared themselves for the fight and she stood under the rift.

‘Maker, I know I’m a mage and maybe you don’t like me but please don’t let this be the end for me.’ Olive prayed as she looked up at the rift.

Olive slowly raised her hand and began to open the Breach. Once it had ripped open a huge Pride demon fell out, knocking Olive off her feet. “Now!” Cassandra shouted from behind Olive.

Olive quickly scrambled to her feet as the soldiers charged the giant demon. Grabbing her staff and when she turned it on the pride demon Olive watched in frustration as all she could use was small sparks. If there wasn’t something more urgent going on she would have been tempted to throw the staff out of frustration.

However even in her anger she knew that wouldn’t help. Olive then noticed the shades coming out after the pride demon who was now fighting the soldiers. She could only use a small amount of her magic but it was enough to focus some electricity at the end of her staff. A Shade began to quickly approach her and since most the other soldiers were focused on the pride demon she was on her own.

Once the Shade was within range Olive quickly struck it with her staff as hard as she could in the side and watched as fell back and was stunned from the electricity. While it was still getting over the shock of the attack Olive attacked the demon again. This attack knocked the creature back even further. It was then that she saw the second Shade quickly approaching her.

When she hit the second Shade it hadn’t been as effective. The Shade recovered much quicker and started to attack Olive. She then quickly moved out of the way of the incoming demon claws. Now with the two Shades after her Olive took another hit at the weaker Shade. When her staff struck the Shade to her surprise another lightning chain came from her staff, killing the both the demons in front of her. Relieved to have her magic back again, she joined the fight against the larger demon.

As the fight continued on Olive was surprised how quickly her energy was drained. She tried to keep her distance from the pride demon as she used what little magic she still could. There were a few times that she had almost been struck by the large wips the creature was using. Cassandra and the rest of the soldiers had charged the demon and were keeping most of its attention. The demon had become weak enough to have a hard time defending itself against the Seeker and other soldiers.

While Cassandra kept it distracted Olive saw she had a clear shot to try and reach the rift. As Olive shot one last bolt of lightning at the demon she quickly and ran to get closer to the rift. Unfortunately that one last attack had gotten the attention of the pride demon and it was no longer focused on the soldiers at its feet. Before Olive had realized it the demon sent a blast of lighting in her direction. The charge of lighting barely missed Olive as she was quickly pulled back by someone behind her. When she quickly turned to see who had saved her, Olive was surprised to see the archer from earlier beside her preparing to fire another arrow.

Now that the demon seemed focused back on the soldier nearest to it Olive quickly got back to her feet and ran to the rift hoping nothing else would get in her way. After she finally managed to get close enough to the rift Olive raised her hand like she had before. The pain in her hand was more severe than before as Olive tried to force the rift closed again. Once the rift finally sealed there was a flash of bright light before Olive watched as everything faded to black.

[Masterlist]

[bellamer]

Oretta: Alright big boy, time for a nap, you've been working your ass off on this red lyrium shit, my knight commander needs rest.

Cullen: But Inquisitor-

Oretta: We can do this the easy way or the hard way. You decide.

Cullen: I'm sorry but I have to get this done.

-Five minutes later-

Josephine: W...What is The Inquisitor doing to Cullen ?

Oretta, carrying Cullen over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes: I warned ya Cully-Boy, but you wanted to do it the hard way.

Cullen, blushing profusely: INQUISITOR, PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT !

Oretta: Nah, you wanted to do this the hard way, ima do it the hard way.

Cullen: YOU COULD HAVE TAKEN ME TO MY BED !

Oretta: First of all, that was only the option if you went the easy way, second of all, your mattress is way too hard and is probably fucking up your back, so I'm taking you to my room. We just have to walk across Skyhold in front of EVERYONE to get there.

Cassandra: My, I didn't know that the Inquisitor was so strong....

Iron Bull: Oh yeah, I work out with her sometimes. Boss says she can't solely rely on her magic to defend herself so she's been working out vigorously. It's scary how swole she's gotten so fast but I think her muscles are made out of mostly spite and the need to destroy Coryphyus.

Varric: Wow... look at her... she's actually climbing those tall ass stairs with Cullen over her shoulder...a dainty looking elf like her lugging around the knight commander like he's nothing and she's not even breaking a sweat.

Cole, appearing from nowhere: But it's okay. Cullen actually secretly likes being manhandled by her, so we shouldn't be alarmed.

Varric:.... I always knew he was freaky.

Iron Bull: Dorian owes me a drink.

-In the Inquisitors Quarters-

Cullen: That wasn't funny, Oretta ! Everyone saw ! I won't be able to show my face around Skyhold for weeks ! Do you know how hard that is since I'm knight commander ?!?

Oretta: I'm pretty sure that I heard you moan when I grabbed your waist tighter to make sure that you didn't fall when we went up the stairs, so was it really that bad for you ?

Cullen:.......

Oretta, opening her arms: Now let me hold you some more.

Cullen, crawling into her arms: Alright.... I really could use a nap...

[narrettwist]

Cassandra: In theory the Seekers are there to keep an eye on the Templars and keep them on a leash if need be.

Michi looking over at Cullen: What do you know, I'm a Seeker.

Cassandra: Inquisitor, you are a mage. It would be impossible for you to become... That is not what you meant.

Sera and Dorian laughing their assess off.

[highsummonermercar]

Thalia Lavellan💫

[cassandra-pentughasst]

The Romancing of Cassandra Pentaghast The little fic that could is very close to hitting a massive milestone on Ao3! Its very close to 10k hits and honestly I'd be pretty chuffed if it did, so if you think its something you might enjoy give it a read! Or if you know someone you think might enjoy it send it along, it would be very much appreciated! The whole thing was a labour of love and emotional ups and downs and it took my entire undergraduate degree to finish so I just think its really neat and hope you do too 🥺 Synopsis: Cassandra liked her solitude, she didn't need anyone to make her feel complete. Then everything went wrong. Enter Ellana, a small silver-haired elven woman with a glowing mark on her hand that makes her the only person capable of defeating this unknown threat, and it would seem changing what Cassandra thinks she knows about herself. Read on Ao3

[coryfirelion]

Trev had an idea.

It was awesome.

Modern AU Cass and Trev by @natsora and the whole idea for this here!

[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​

[ao3feed-cassandraxfeminquisitor]

by Shadowwolf8

Cassandra Pentaghast has started to do the unbelievable - catch feelings. Not for some prince charming as she had always thought she would. But for an eight foot tall Qunari woman who accidentally stumbled into the worlds spotlight.

Cassandra struggles with her newfound feelings for her Inquisitor one night at the tavern while the group is having drinks and having fun. She has a few too many drinks, and ends up finally (with help) sorting her feeling out and confessing to Adaar.

Words: 5484, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Dragon Age: Inquisition

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Cassandra Pentaghast, Female Adaar (Dragon Age), Cole (Dragon Age), Sera (Dragon Age), The Iron Bull (Dragon Age), Dorian Pavus, Leliana (Dragon Age), Vivienne (Dragon Age), Varric Tethras, Solas (Dragon Age), Hawke (Dragon Age), Josephine Montilyet, Cullen Rutherford, Marjolaine (Dragon Age)

Relationships: Female Inquisitor/Cassandra Pentaghast, Female Adaar/Cassandra Pentaghast

Additional Tags: Herald's Rest (Dragon Age), Strip Wicked Grace (Dragon Age), Drinking, Drinking to Cope, Drinking & Talking, Gay Panic, Idiots in Love, Cute Cole (Dragon Age), Helpful Cole (Dragon Age), Bisexual Cassandra Pentaghast, Minor Amell/Cullen Rutherford, Minor Leliana/Josephine Montilyet, Minor Leliana/Morrigan (Dragon Age), Cassandra pentaghast is Bad at Feelings, Mutual Pining, Fluff, Romantic Fluff

[lavellanhell]

Cassandra pulled me towards the Temple of Sacred Ashes and along the way we encountered a huge number of demons. I'm a mage, so I've dealt with a few demons in my life, but this is on a whole other level. And just when I thought we couldn't handle a bigger onslaught, a pale, handsome elf took my hand - and pointed that hand directly into the rift.

Turns out I really can close rifts. Although I have no idea how that is possible. And obviously no one knew it, not even the unknown dwarf behind us.