#Iron Bull x Reader

[gogogodzilla]

day 27, cuckholding

the iron bull x reader warnings: nsfw 18+, fingering, slight dirty talk, fingering, forced exhibitionism, unprotected sex, creampie, size difference kinktober ☠︎︎ main masterlist ☠︎︎ read on ao3

The news of your betrothal came as a shock to you. Your parents hadn’t contacted you much after what happened at the Conclave. You figured they’d come crawling back once you became Inquisitor, their desperate need for fame overwhelming any disgust held toward you. 

Their letter came not long after Corypheus was dead and gone. It was Leliana and Josephine sharing nervous glances at the war table that clued you into something being off. Leliana was never nervous. Josephine silently handed you the letter, and you had an iron grip on it as you read. 

You could have the entire world at your disposal and you’d still be under your parents’ thumb. You saved the fucking world and here you were still doing their bidding. 

With the Iron Bull, it was different. You didn’t have to worry about following orders or giving them. You could just be, which is why when he held out a blindfold with that usual sly grin you took it without hesitation. The day your supposed betrothed was supposed to arrive was nearing, and you were desperate to forget it all. He had a surprise for you, he claimed. You’d take anything over worrying about your future. 

The weight of his hands against your shoulders was substantial, but it grounded you as you walked blindly through the corridors of Skyhold. A small part of you was giddy, your imagination running wild with whatever surprise he had for you. He carefully led you up some steps, the creaking of the door behind you sounding vaguely like the one to your bedchamber. Finally, you reached a landing and Iron Bull brought you to a stop. 

“Are you ready for this, kadan?” he asked, his excitement palpable. 

You nodded, giddy. Carefully, he pulled the blindfold off of you, and you blinked a few times as your eyes adjusted. You were in your quarters, just as you thought. Your attention was drawn to the chair set at the foot of your bed holding a man with his hands and legs tied and a gag in his mouth. He was shouting something at you, but the gag muffled his words. 

You raised a brow and turned to Bull, “Who is this?” 

He grinned, “This is the sorry piece of shit your parents are marrying you off to.” 

Your jaw dropped as you looked between Bull and the man tied up. 

“Why is he in my bedchamber?” 

“I brought him here.” 

“Why?”

Bull wrapped his hands around your waist, leaning down to whisper against your ear, “So he could see just how much you don’t need him.”

Your heart rate quickened at the thought. It was selfish for both of you. You wanted to show this man that you didn’t belong to him, and Bull wanted to show him just who you belonged to. 

You nodded, swallowing hard, “Okay.” 

His hands lingered up to undo the laces at the front of your shirt, and your gaze stayed glued to the man trapped in your room as it dropped to your feet. Bull was quick to loop his fingers in the waistband of your trousers and yank them down to your ankles. A small gasp left you as the man whimpered against the cloth in his mouth. 

“Get on the bed, kadan,” Bull whispered, and you sauntered toward your large bed. You climbed in and spread your legs for Bull as he neared. “Gonna take my time with you. We gotta give our guest a good show,” he said as he cupped your face and pressed his thumb past your lips. You eagerly swirled your tongue around the appendage as your core throbbed with arousal. 

Bull’s gaze remained fixed on yours as he removed his finger from your mouth and undid his pants. As they fell to the floor, your gaze drifted to his cock, already hard and massive as always. He climbed into bed behind you. You unconsciously leaned into Bull’s chest as his large hands spread your thighs, baring you to the man at the foot of your bed. You weren’t even sure what his name was. Not that it mattered anyway. 

Bull slid a finger through your already-dripping folds, and you preened against his touch. He used his free hand to slide up your thigh, across your abdomen, and then to your breasts, kneading the flesh there. He circled your clit before dipping down to tease your entrance, earning a mewl from you. 

He pressed his finger inside you, groaning as your pussy swallowed it eagerly. You arched against him and one hand drifted up to grip his bicep. You felt his muscles flex under your fingertips as he pumped his finger within you. Your eyes rolled in the back of your head as he swiftly added another one. You felt like you were being filled to the brim, and you loved it. 

You could feel Bull’s cock pressing into your back, hard and throbbing. You couldn’t wait until you had it inside you, ruining you over and over again. 

He extended his thumb to rub your clit while his free hand toyed with your nipples, eliciting high-pitched moans with every thrust of his hand. The man across you had tears streaming down his face, but the tent in his pants betrayed him. It seemed as if he couldn’t keep his eyes away from your ruined form. 

Iron Bull curled his fingers inside you, and you were sent tumbling over the edge. Your pussy held him in a vice grip and your vision went white as you came, shouting Bull’s name as you did. 

He rubbed his free hand over your thigh, humming. “You hear whose name she called?” he questioned, and the man’s eyes widened. “That’ll never be you.” 

He picked you up and laid you down so your head was at the foot of your bed. You let him move you however you wanted, limbs pliant in his grip as you came down from your high. 

He slapped his cock against your core, forcing you to focus on him. He was hot and heavy, and it was almost pitiful just how much you needed him. He slid himself through your folds, gathering your slick. 

Bull focused on the man at the foot of your bed, “You’re going to watch as I ruin them, and if I see you look away, I’ll slit your throat so fast you won’t even have enough time to pray to Andraste to save you.” 

You flushed at his words, an animalistic part of you was jumping for glee at Bull’s possessiveness. You wanted him to fill you and mark you as his own. You needed it. 

Bull slipped the head of his cock into your entrance, and you gasped. You didn’t think you’d ever get used to the sheer massivity of him. He drew steady circles against your clit as he slowly inched inside of you, the way he stretched you bringing tears to your eyes. 

He pressed a kiss against your cheek as he fully seated himself within you. The man was struggling against his restraints and you moved your head to look at him. 

Bull grabbed your chin and your gaze met his. “Eyes on me, kadan,” he murmured and you nodded obediently. 

He rewarded you with a roll of his hips. Your jaw dropped open to release a breathy moan as his pace slowly increased with every thrust. He hit the deepest parts of you that you didn’t even know existed. 

You whined as he mercilessly pounded into you, and tears pricked the corner of your eyes as you cried out his name. Your tits bounced with every drag of his cock, and you could feel your thoughts growing hazy, drunk on the feeling of him. 

He lifted your thighs and hit the spongy spot inside you that had you seeing stars and clenching around him. You gripped Bull’s shoulders and pulled him closer, desperate for his lips on yours. 

He was quick to oblige you, and he leaned forward, practically bending you in half. His large palms were on either side of your head, effectively caging you in. He kissed you messily and hard, a mix of tongues and teeth clashing together. He slid his tongue across your bottom lip and a swift thrust of his hips had you gasping against him. He took the opportunity to trace the backs of your teeth with his tongue. 

You pulled away to moan his name. “I’m close,” you managed to whimper out between each rut of his cock bullying itself deeper within you. The obscene sounds of skin slapping against skin mixed with the squelching of your sopping cunt. It was enough for your cheeks to flush. 

“Tell our friend who’s making you feel this good,” he ordered as his hips stuttered against yours. He was getting close. 

“Mm— you, Bull! Only you!” you cried as you came around his cock. Your entire body spasmed as your orgasm crashed into you and you screwed your eyes shut. 

Bull followed you off the precipice after a few moments, finishing with one final thrust, burying himself deep inside you. You moaned as his release coated your walls and filled you to the brim. Slowly, he pulled out of you before thrusting back inside you, shoving his cum back in you. You whined at the feeling. 

He pressed a soft kiss to your forehead as he pulled out of you completely, “You did good.” 

He rose from the bed and shuffled around your chambers, coming back with a damp cloth to clean you up and his pants hanging loosely around his hips. He kissed your lips softly once he was finished. He threw the cloth to the side and helped you get to the other side of your bed and under the covers. 

You finally spared a glance at the man at the end of your bed. Tears stained his cheeks and a large wet spot coated the front of his trousers. You clasped your hands in front of you, your gaze hardening. 

“You are going to withdraw your proposal. If you do not, my lover here,” you motioned to Bull who stood tall at your side, “will make sure your remains are not found. Do I make myself clear?” 

The man nodded furiously, a whimper escaping him. You hummed, satisfied. 

Bull grabbed the man by the scruff of his neck and lifted him over his shoulder. “Just gotta take out the trash, then I’ll be back,” he grunted, a slight grin covering his features. 

“I eagerly await your return. Thank you, Bull,” you said, a soft look gracing your features. 

“Anytime, kadan.”

[demigoddessqueens]

I've been replaying Dragon Age and some Bull/Solas banter got my imagination running (Bull asks Solas if he's "banged any hot Fade ladies" and is disappointed he says no) so...Iron Bull x Hot Fade Lady Reader? 👀

Like Reader is a Spirit of Passion that Solas knows who takes an interest in Iron Bull, whose natural distrust of anything Fade related is tempered slightly by A) Solas's assurance Reader is NOT a demon, and B) Reader is insanely hot (poor Solas isn't get any sleep cause Bull and Reader's...activities are echoing in the Fade so he's starting to wish he hadn't allowed them to meet lol)

Ooooh yess

KINKTOBER 2024

Iron Bull has been in worse situations that he’s doubted he would survive

But this is not one of those days!!

Bring a spirit of true, unadulterated, raw Passion, you can know what every living thing feels and what they desire

The forces of the Inquisition are a rich field for every cue you read and every thought you can hear in all hours of the day(s)

Loudest of all is the one they call Iron Bull. Almost every thought you hear from him is entirely unfiltered

If you ever were to announce what he thinks of your body, form, abilities and much more of the intimate, he’d rather become a puddle of shame at your retort

Naturally, it’s just a matter of time until you bed each other but it’s not what he was expecting. Your stamina knows no bounds and Iron Bull is dogged to keep up with you

Cue the indefinite moans and grunts from your rooms

“Hells, i know when to admit defeat!”

“You’ve drained every part of me!”

[smuttyfang]

Iron Bull, You Being Clingy

"You totally should write something like the reader is clingy to Iron Bull. Or he gets jealous! I've never requested anything but damn I'm going to be thinking of smth because your stories literally make my day"

Words: 386

Headcanons below the cut!

If you're clingy, you do NOT need to feel guilty or like you're 'too much'. Not with this guy. He literally loves it so much that you cling to him and want to always be with him! He will make sure that you are aware of that too and that you never feel bad about being the way you are.

"Don't feel bad, Kadan. I do enjoy your company after all."

He is super proud of you if he is with you, so he will always be happy to have you close by. It's the best way he can show you off to others and show you how proud and happy he is to have you.

Will literally pull you by your hips into his lap so that you're sitting on him, no matter where you are. Always laughing while he does it. He does not care and does not have any shame whatsoever.

“Come here!"

If people stare at you both for being so touchy with each other, he just grins at them and finds it really amusing. He finds it somewhat funny how some people cared so much and acted like it was a big deal when it's not at all in his eyes. He will just shrug it off.

“I guess they must like the show."

The rest of the Chargers are so used to seeing you two be physically affectionate with each other, they never really pay it much mind. They might make comments once in a while, just picking and making fun a little bit, but they really love seeing Bull so happy. That's all that matters to them.

Bull also loves that you're even more affectionate when you're alone together. He loves that you always want so much physical affection and touching. Always wanting kisses and always wanting his hands on you.

He also always assures you when you're alone that your feelings are okay and that he does not mind your clinging one bit. He assures you that he only wants you. He is literally the best at letting you express how you feel, and because he is so good at reading people, he often understands how you feel even when you don't quite know yourself what you're feeling.

"I love everything about you, especially you always needing me."

Original post on AO3 if you’d like to check out my other fics there instead ❤️.

[sxrensxngwrites]

The Inner Circle Crushing on Someone from a Different Background -- Part Two

this request comes from anon, who asks: 'Head canons for the main dragon age squard (if you feel up to it of course!!!!) About them crushing on someone from a different background (example: cullen and someone rich)'

I ended up splitting this up because I got carried away... my bad. If you want any of these to be revisited or you want me to go into more detail, feel free to shoot me another ask! The same can be said if you want DA characters from different games.

Part One (Blackwall, Cassandra, Cole) Part Two (Cullen, Dorian, The Iron Bull) Part Three (Josephine, Leliana, Sera)

CULLEN:

Cullen’s family had many mouths to feed, but they never tried to make their kids feel like they were missing out on anything. However, as Cullen got older he began to realize how difficult it was for his parents. This led him to joining the Templars; working in the order was a very consistently paying job that gave him places to sleep, so he could very easily send money back to his family. Even after he leaves the Templars and joins the Inquisition, he finds himself double checking his finances out of habit. The Inquisition is tighter on money and resources in the beginning, so suddenly he’s back to watching every coin that comes into his possession.

Enter the object of his affection: a person who never had to worry about money ever before. They’re likely related to some nobility, whether it be from Ferelden or otherwise. Money had been a given, so they’re very quick to buy drinks for the whole Inner Circle or give out money to the villagers of Haven. Cullen admires their generosity, but it hurts him greatly to watch them treat their money with such irreverence. He wishes it didn’t bother him as much as it does. As Cullen begins to catch feelings, the formalities aren’t what trips up their relationship. In fact, they have little to no meaning after a month or so of knowing each other. 

However, now that they’re a full member of the Inquisition and the strains of the job are becoming more apparent, money is becoming an issue. Their family isn’t exactly pleased that they’ve spent family money on the ragtag Inquisition–it being seen as sacrilege at that point. So, their family cuts them off, forcing them to learn how to spend their resources wisely. As sad as it is for them (and disappointing for the Inquisition to be losing such an important donor), Cullen is somewhat relieved. Now he doesn’t have to watch them throw away their money as if it has no value.

They come together over it actually, Cullen giving sound advice on rationing their money and picking up jobs to help around Haven. Although it frustrated him initially, he finds their eagerness to learn rather endearing. They spend regular time together, Cullen teaching what he’s picked up about finances and them telling stories of their upbringing. They begin to understand one another better, and Cullen is sure that he’s smitten. Eventually–when money and war isn’t the primary focus of either of their lives–they decide to stay together after the Breach has been dealt with and pool their remaining savings together. 

DORIAN:

Growing up as a son of a Tevinter Magister, Dorian had quite a lot of resources at his beck and call. However, he never let that deter his outlook on other people. There might be some disagreements here and there, but Dorian never let it dictate who he kept in his company–especially after he left Tevinter for Ferelden and Orlais.

Most everyone in Dorian’s early life was a mage, so it wasn’t unsurprising to him that he would be attracted to a mage when he ran away further south. However, his new romantic interest was unlike any Tevinter Mage. After the fall of many of the Ferelden circles, it was only natural that they’d be deemed an apostate. They had to travel light, but it wasn’t like they ever had much to their name to begin with. That had been taken away before they even made it to the Circle. 

Dorian, while he doesn’t hide his standing, also doesn’t wave it in his peers’ faces to make them feel less than. His companion, on the other hand, is still afraid of announcing their mage status in the post-circle world of Ferelden. Upon their meeting, however, the two connect over their different relationships with magic. They share anecdotes, stories, and theories, ultimately bonding over a shared academic interest. Dorian sees them as an equal from the beginning.

Everything goes swimmingly until it becomes apparent how much sway Dorian’s family has in Tevinter. Still afraid of being found by any remaining Templars, his crush is cautious of any sort of fame. Even if it includes being involved with the son of a Tevinter Magister. It likely separates the two for a while, but then they each remember what brought them together in the first place: the possibilities of what could be in the future. Abandoning fear, the two rejoin together, seeking new avenues for each of them to progress their spheres of influences.

THE IRON BULL:

The Iron Bull was raised inside the Qun, following it up until it came in the way of him and The Chargers. Even then, it greatly influences how he interacts with others. For Bull, romantic and intimate relationships are a need to be fulfilled rather than a connection between people. 

Most cultures outside of the Qun think the opposite of intimacy: that it’s a special connection between people rather than a need to be fulfilled. Bull has met many people who think this way, but even then most of them are willing for their relationship to be short-lived. However, Bull meets a special someone that he has no intent of romancing: they’re a diplomatic bard in the court of Orlais with a soft spot for the romantic. 

They initially meet when the Bull’s Chargers are stationed in Orlais. Bull’s interest in them is initially surface level–a few interactions that will eventually fizzle out as he moves on to someone else. Little does he know, they’re very incapable of something as mild as a fling. So a friendship begins, Bull being filled in on all the Orlesian gossip by his new friend. A physical relationship might even begin, but Bull’s new “friend” is ever the romantic, and is severely disappointed when it doesn’t turn into a love to last all ages. When the Chargers are called away on business, they part ways. 

They’re reunited once again when Leliana and Josephine call an old friend to the Inquisition–and Bull is met with a broken heart he left back in Orlais. Of course, they’re very aware that the misunderstanding is their fault, but that doesn’t make it hurt any less. Over time, they learn to forgive Bull and see him as a friend. After everything is said and done, I believe Bull reframes the way he’s the world–now having chosen his friends over the Ben-Hassrath. Once he’s had some time to reassess who he really is and who he wants, he might let the romantic have another try.

PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE

[freestyle-crocodile-trashpile]

Thighs

Summary:No matter the situation, you always have a hand on their thigh

Type:Hcs: Krem X M!Reader: Josephine X M!Reader: Iron Bull X M!Reader: Solas X M!Reader

Version:Inquisition

Josephine

She must admit, it did make her alittle flustered

Especially since you did it so often

More specifically, everytime you sit sat next to eachother

But she doesn't mind

Krem

He started thinking it was a subconscious thing

Mainly because you did it everytime you say next to him, even if people could see

It use to annoy him, but now be doesn't mind at much

He actually now waits for it, he enjoys the warmth

Solas

It would definitely surprise him, but only the first few times would he push your hand off

Mainly because he was embarrassed

He still is, but now be only looks away from your hand

To avoid the blush

Iron Bull

He finds it amusing

Especially if you're surprised the first time with how big his thighs really are

He doesn't mind in the slightest, hw actually enjoys it

It's nice having a more loving contact rather than a lustful one

[A/n: Back again with the thighs. I hope you enjoyed]

[loveandfictionforall]

Could I ask for Dorian, iron bull, and varric reacting to their lover crying when they say I love you to them for the first time? Out of happiness but they don’t exactly k ow that lmao

That request is absolutelty cute! And since tomorrow is Valentines Day I thought, why not release it then? So, here we are! Hope you enjoy!

Dorian

I think, you broke that man.

I mean it totally honest. He would not know what to do at first. Dorian is somebody who seems not really able to react properly towards emotions, wether they are from him or someone else.

At first, he would try to joke, after he recovered from the inital shock. He would say something along the lines of "I am not that bad."

He ist just super insecure and thinks,he did something wrong!

But after you explained it to him, he will feel a lot better! And will then comofrt you properly. With a hug, some nice kisses on the forehead and even a prpoer kiss.

Just, don't do that again. He still needs to learn.

Iron Bull

Probably the most calm person of all three. Iron Bull would pull you into his arms and lightly stroke your head. He may not be the most romantic guy but he knows that you are distraught and need him.

Of course, he will be fucking happy when he understand that you are crying because you are happy that he loves you back.

But you are at that moment his priority and he will not ask questions until you feel ready to talk again - a.k.a you stopped crying.

He ist absolutely chill and somehow knows how to help.

Varric

Will chuckle to himself in a manner of "What the hell did I do?"

He may get defensive, a bit like Dorian.

He is simply insecure too. Often Varric doesn't seem like that but it is a completly new area for him and because of that he can not understand why you are crying.

I could imagine, that he would pat your shoulder, trying to be there for you but also feeling like he lost the ground beneath his feet because he does not understand why you are crying. Does it mean, that you love him back or because you are scared of him? Of your lost friendship?

He will tell you that you don't cry again please because he doesn't know how to act. And yes, he will tell it to you just like this.

[randoimago]

How They Treat Reader with Bad Anxiety

Fandom: Dragon Age

Character(s): Iron Bull, Dorian, and Varric

Type of Request: Headcanons, Platonic

Note(s): I don't even want to guess how long I've had this request and it's been missing. Here you go though, person that requested! I am so sorry 😣

Dorian

Good people annoy him anyway. He'll gladly hold your hand and lead you to the quietest place he knows (well it won't really be quiet with him there, but it's fine.

Would you like a book? He can go find you a book so you can attempt to focus your mind elsewhere.

If not then he's glad to stay with you and chat your ear off while you focus on your breathing his words to help calm down.

Honestly prefers to just have quiet moments away from others so if you're ever starting to feel overwhelmed, know that there's a secret spot just for the two of you where you can go and hide.

Iron Bull

He notices the state you're in and is quick to look around and keep an ear out to try to gauge what has caused you anxiety. His idea is to locate the problem and nip it in the bud.

Do you have a task that has a deadline that's fast approaching? Well he's here to talk you through it. If he can help, he will. Just give you someone to ground yourself with and help calm you so you can finish efficiently.

Are a lot of people upsetting you? Good thing he's a quanari and people get jittery around him. He'll throw some glares here and there, maybe put his hand on the hilt of his weapon. That'll cause them to go away.

Or maybe it's just a random occurrence that leads to you struggling to breathe. He tries to get you away from others and does his best to ground you. Listen to his voice, how about a fun story of the chargers? Just tries to get your mind off of your panic. Will happily get you a weighted blanket or food should that help.

Varric

Varric is also very observant so he keeps an eye on you. Has told you to use some kind of code word and he'll get you out of whatever situation you're in.

He's glad to step into any situation that needs talking. You go relax or hide or whatever will help you and he'll keep people distracted from your escape.

He does watch what you drink too. Just making sure no one slipped alcohol into anything or that you're not drinking coffee just so you don't worsen your anxiety. Gladly slips you water and steals your drink for himself.

He will also call you out if he sees you awake at ungodly hours. Yes he does it too, but his anxiety isn't that bad. You need to go to sleep. Varric evening realizes he's acting more like a dad than a friend and it causes him to grumble a bit.

[swanimagines]

DRAGON AGE AO3 SERIESES

EVERYTHING FOR DRAGON AGE

Cole

Varric Tethras

Dorian Pavus

Iron Bull

(Any of the other characters don't have any requests written nor pending as for now, so I'm unable to have serieses for them as AO3 requires you to have at least one oneshot written to be able to add it to a series, and I can't promise serieses for characters who don't have requests pending/I have no ideas of my own for them)

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If you want to be informed about new fics for Dragon Age or its individual characters, create an AO3 account and subscribe or bookmark any of those serieses listed above. There are buttons at the top right corner for those, or on top on mobile. I do not do Tumblr taglists anymore.

Also, if you're wondering, requests are ALWAYS open and you're welcome to leave one or multiple. Just remember to read my rules and pick a request type from this list.

[rainydaydragonageimagines]

Divinely Unlucky (Iron Bull x Levellan reader)

Summary: your lover died in the conclave. Iron bull has just come forward saying that he wishes to form a relationship with you. Yours terrified

You stared at Iron Bull from your desk, shocked at the words that flew from his mouth. "Bull, what?" You asked. "I... I don't know I just.. I can't get you out of my head. You're always in there. Just... I feel something for you Y/n, something strong." He admitted.

You could hear Viktor's voice. "I love you."

"No." You breathed, putting down your papers. "Bull I-I can't. I can't I'm sorry." You said. You seemed weirdly freaked out. "I can't." You repeated. You left him alone, him standing there. Under normal circumstances, he'd be crushed. But there was something about your reaction that seemed... off. It wasn't like you were rejecting him. It was like you were saying that, to yourself.

Iron Bull went to a source he knew would help him. Your best friend in the Inquisition who seemed to know the details of your life. "Dorian, can I talk to you?" He asked. Dorian looked over his shoulder. "No, I don't want to- what was it Y/n said: 'Ride the bull'." Dorian stated before going back to his book. "No, not that. It's about Y/n though." He sighed. Dorian put down his book. "What about her?" Dorian asked. "I really like Y/n. And I told her this. I'm not exactly a man who likes to beat around the bush here- but Y/n had a really strange reaction. She seemed... terrified." He explained. Dorian nodded knowingly. "She could be grieving Viktor still." Dorian said. "Who?" Bull asked.

"Viktor." Varric said, walking over. "He was the man that went with her to the conclave. Her lover." Varric said. Iron bull blinked. "She lost someone?" He asked. "Ever since Adamant... she's blamed herself for it all. She's been having god awful nightmares. Half of the time, she sleeps in my room because she needs to feel something real when it happens." Dorian explained.

Iron Bull was aware that you had nightmares. He used to share a tent with you when you were back in Haven. You wouldn't be too loud, you'd simply wake up and stay that way. Iron bull discovered though that when he touched you in that state, you'd calm down. You'd sleep again.

"What did she say anyway?" Dorian asked. "She said no. That she couldn't." Iron Bull said. Dorian frowned. "She what?" "Didn't you hear him Sparkler, she rejected him." Varric said. "Y/n is crazy about- Give me a moment." Dorian sighed getting up.

You had gone out alone, sitting in the Dales by a river. Dorian knew you had a tendency to do that when you needed to think. You heard someone sit next to you as you pulled your legs to your face. "Iron Bull said that he confessed his feelings to you." Dorian said, looking at the water. You didn't say anything. "He also said that you rejected him." Dorian added. You didn't say anything, putting your head against your knees.

"Y/n, darling. Talk to me." He said. "I break everything I touch." You whispered. Dorian looked at you confused. "What?" Dorian asked. "I kill everything around me, I'm like a fucking wildfire that's out of control! I caused a massacre, I got Hawke killed, Viktor is dead because of me!" You cried, tears slipping down your cheeks. "What happened at the Conclave is not your fault Y/n!" Dorian said. "You saw the vision! If I hadn't gotten involved-" "Then Coreypheous would've won." Dorian halted. "You did not cause that explosion." Dorian insisted. "But we saw-" "Y/n, Viktor would not want you to dwell on this! You didn't do anything wrong- fuck I'd argue you actually did the right thing by trying to save the divine!" Dorian said. You closed your eyes.

"Hawke wouldn't want you to feel like this either." Dorian added. You looked at Dorian. "I might not have known him. But I could tell how fucking stubborn that man was from the beginning. There was no changing his mind. It was him or Stroud." Dorian said. You let out a shaking breath. "Varric hates me." You muttered.

"He does not hate you. If he did, he wouldn't be behind us at the camp." Dorian said. You looked behind you seeing Varric and Bull sitting at a campfire. "Y/n, you are a blessing in all of our lives. You said you were like a fire. You are but you're not out of control. You burn so fucking bright it's almost inspiring in its own way." Dorian said. You looked at him. "It's time to move on. It's okay." Dorian assured. "What if he gets hurt?" You asked quietly. "Then it won't be because of you. Damn oaf is rather clumsy. Watched him get stuck in a doorway yesterday." Dorian said making you let out a small laugh. Dorian wrapped his arm around you and you laid your head on his shoulder.

"You realize you spent the past five minutes complimenting someone other than yourself." You said. "Oh yes because I'm worthy of Sainthood." He insisted making you laugh.

When you finally moved from your spot, you approached Iron Bull. "Can I talk to you?" You asked. Iron bull nodded, getting up. "Back in Skyhold-" "It's okay, I'm fine-" "I didn't mean it. Bull I... I care for you too." You admitted. He felt relieved. "But it's hard for me right now. I just uhm... I don't know how to do this. I used to but it seems I've got a lot to learn." You admitted. "If it helps, I don't know a damn thing about relationships outside of sex. So..." he said. You chuckled. "I'd say you actually have things figured out." You admitted. "How so?" Iron bull asked.

"You said you knew what you were doing because you simply give your partner what they need. It seems I need to learn that." You said. "I don't need anything." He halted. "Well-" "Outside of your support, I don't need you to do anything Y/n." He assured. You smiled at him. "Bull." You breathed. "I love you." You said.

He didn't kiss you. Instead he hugged you, simply holding you for a while. "I love you too, Kadan." He said softly. You pulled away, looking at him confused. "'Kadan'? What's that?" You asked. "My heart." He said softly. You could've melted on the spot with how sweet he was. "And for the record, I agree with Dorian. You don't break anything. You fix it." He said. You let out a small chuckle. "I'll believe that when I see it." You muttered.

He rose a brow, lifting you up. "What the- Bull what are you doing?" You asked. "Look at the plains. What do you see?" He asked. "Nothing- Maybe a few Halla, seriously Bull what are you-" "exactly" he said, setting you down. You looked at him confused. "When we got here, you couldn't take a single step without something trying to kill you. But now, you can see nothing. You can explore because you fixed it. Like I said. You fix things. Not break them." He said.

You looked back at the Plains, a breeze brushing your face. He was right. You had fixed it. "Can I... Have a moment before we go back?" You asked. He nodded, kissing your head before walking back to the camp.

You exhaled. "I never do this so... okay." You muttered. "I miss you Vik. More than anything, sometimes it's unbearable. I'm finding that it's easier to live now without you here and that scares the fuck out of me... but I know you and I know your philosophical ass. I know you wouldn't want me to hold on like this.... so I guess the reason I'm talking to air right now is... because I'm letting you know that I'm moving on." You spoke. Another breeze caressed your face and you closed your eyes. "I'll always keep you with me. I just can't keep driving myself crazy with what might've been." You muttered.

You felt at peace all of a sudden. You were met with the odd sensation that let you know that you'd be okay. You were going to be okay.

You opened your eyes turning back to the camp to see the three friends waiting. "I love those idiots. All of them." You muttered before walking with them.

You felt someone looking at you though for a moment and you turned. For a brief moment, only a second... you swore you saw Viktor one last time.

Iron Bull put a hand on your shoulder and you looked up. "What do you wanna do boss?" He asked. You looked back at the spot, nothing being there. You looked back at your group.

"Let's go home"

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Iron Bull Masterlist

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[szynkaaa]

Just a Stone Monkey and his mortal lover

🔞🔞🔞 NSFW under cut you have been warned 🔞🔞🔞

Old Sun at some point figured out that his mortal companion was attracted to his Stone Monkey form, and confronted her about it (he thinks it's interesting and funny)

and ofc Oz denied it with every inch of her life (she thinks the Monkey King already has a big enough ego)

Cue later on Sun Wukong decides to tease her by transforming into the Stone Monkey and play a game of cat and mouse through the Mount Huaguo forest.

And after he caught her, he is gonna throw her on his shoulder, walk away somewhere private and then she's dinner.

[luxthestrange]

LMK Incorrect quotes#105 PUNCH ME-

Dbk Y/n: I cut my finger

Nezha: I can kiss it so it'll get better

Dbk Y/n: That works?

Nezha: Yeah PIF used to do it when I was little...

*later*

Dbk Y/n*Standing in front of your brother* I need you to punch me in the mouth

DBK*Cracking his knuckles* Fucking finally

Part 8 of:

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

So, I have a thought about Spirit;

Spirit: This is my fabulous sister, Queen of Flower Fruit Mountain.

Reader: (waves)

Spirit: and these are her lame, don't deserve her, pathetic husbands.

Wukong & Macaque: hey now-

Like, Spirit taking advantage of being Reader's sister to be the most annoying in-law she can

Yaasss!! If and when the dust settles and if Reader actually accepts them. Yes this would totally happen, heck I can see so many scenarios where she would be like this.

Spirit does NOT like the two monkey demons who stole her sister away. The sheer number of times she will try to get her sister back is astounding.

Heck, she'd be like this even with MK. Since Reader is PROBABLY going to adopt him. Spirit would be the cool aunt who gives him anything he wants. Especially since she is not good with knowing what they actually need.

Anyways I love this idea sooo-

.....

The room was filled with demons and celestials alike, many coming to Flower Fruit Mountain in hopes of becoming allies or at least making sure they wouldn't be harmed by the Monkey King and his Warrior. Others simply came to meet the new Queen they have taken.

Sun Wukong and The Six Eared Macaque were very well known to keep everyone they can away from their new mate. News had spread like wildfire at the news of the two taking on a mortal human woman as their mate. A few didn’t believe it others believed that this would be a great way to finding a weakness between the monkey king and his warrior. Some even speculated that one of them had cheated on the other, however none of that was true.

The room was filled with demons and celestials alike, many coming to Flower Fruit Mountain in hopes of becoming allies or at least making sure they wouldn't be harmed by the Monkey King and his Warrior. Others simply came to meet the new Queen they have taken.

Many glanced around trying to locate the only human within the midst and finally they did. A young maiden, dressed in a long dark red hanfu with vibrant gold embroidered throughout the fabric. Roses decorated your hair along with jewels that dangled beautifully around your head and through your hair.

Some attempted to approach you but all were sent away by the small monkey demoness that accompanied you. A dark furred one with floating hair and light grey eyes. The one known as Spirit, the daughter of one of the Monkey Kings generals. The only ones able to get closer were your husbands who were willing to just scoop you up into their arms.

Both monkey kings had increased their size while the festivities were taking place.

“Brother!” Sun Wukong loudly called out when none other than the Demon Bull King walked into the ballroom.

You felt a shiver run down your spine at the sheer sight of the mighty and huge demon before you. It was absolutely terrifying to see someone so huge. Your attention however was turned away to someone else. A woman with long black hair and deep black eyes, she was watching the Demon Bull King like a hawk. But then turned her attention to you.

“Hello, you must be the woman everyone has been speaking of,” She spoke elegantly as she walked up to you gracefully.

Spirit immediately bared her teeth and growled at her, “What do you want?”

“I merely wished to speak with the new Queen of the Mountian. My name is Princess Iron Fan, and yours?” Her eyes watched you calmly though they narrowed slightly as she waited for a response.

You didn’t know why she approached you, she was a celestial who had nothing to do with you. And if she was anything like they show which you weren’t sure if you should trust her. In fact based on everything you knew, you shouldn’t trust her.

“Reader, her name is Reader MY Fabulous and wonderful SISTER, The Queen of Flower Fruit Mountain,” Spirit answered for you, emphasizing the fact that you were siblings, sworn siblings but details. You also noticed how she spoke about you being Queen rather bitterly which wasn’t really surprising.

You waved awkwardly unsure of what to do when you felt two familiar presences behind you. Turning slightly you noticed your two husbands arrive, Wukong wearing his usual smirk and Macaque narrowing his eyes at the woman before them.

“And these are Readers completely useless, lame, and don’t deserve her pathetic husbands,” Spirit said smugly.

“Excuse me what did you just say?” Wukong growled but before attacking he was held back by his husband as Reader pulled Spirit to her side and sending him a stern look. Even while she shook with some fear.

So in tern yes Spirit will be the most annoying sister-in-law that these two monkey demons will ever have. Especially because she is the only in-law that they currently have. The reason for this is simple too, Sun Wukong and The Six Eared Macaque don’t have any ‘real’ family other than the monkeys on the mountain. All of which were all for them getting together and they all knew both of them before they got together. So they weren’t trying to learn about new people.

Thank you so much for this ask!! I greatly enjoy seeing people liking my content!

[smuttyfang]

Iron Bull, Aftercare

Aftercare with the Bull

Words: 373

Headcanons Below The Cut!

Obviously, Bull has extensive knowledge of BDSM. He makes that perfectly clear to his lovers.

So he, of course because of his knowledge, sees aftercare as an absolute necessity.

But, aftercare is different for different people. He will make sure to ask you before you even have sex with each other what you prefer and what is best for you.

Talking about it beforehand is a MUST.

“Tell me what you need, Kadan. I’ll take care of you, however you like.”

He will literally do whatever you need him to.

If you just like for him to clean you up and then simply cuddle with you and rub your back, that’s fine.

If you like a cup of tea or wine after? That’s perfectly fine too, he will have it ready for you.

If you want him to leave you be for a while, he will do that as well. He won’t like to leave you entirely alone for a while, so he will occupy himself in your room and just keep away for a bit until he knows you’re really okay.

“This is a lot to handle for anyone. I’ll make sure you’re completely okay before I leave.”

He understands the emotions that can come out of an intense session, so if you begin to cry in the middle of a session, or immediately after, he will instantly stop and comfort you.

He will put you in his lap, petting your head and whispering to you.

“Shh, it’s okay, Kadan. I know it’s a lot to handle sometimes. You did very well, I’m proud of you. Let’s take a break for now.”

He even seems to understand your burst of emotions better than you do. He’s wonderful at reading people.

“It’s okay to cry. This bring out strong emotions in people. Just cry it out, Kadan. I’m right here.”

[callahanisms]

inquisition companions react to the inquisitor missing half their arm

because bioware didn’t wanna give it to us, i decided i’d just do it myself. (insert thanos meme) even though i am like years late to the hype.

the game is like 9 years old at this point, but spoilers ahead.

do keep in mind this is my own personal interpretation of each character. it may not be accurate to your own interpretations. (also i know leliana is technically not a companion in inquisition but i included her anyways)

cassandra pentaghast

if cassandra could plunge a knife into the heart of solas, she would. she would not let him get away with betraying you and taking the anchor along with your arm. you had basically fallen into her arms when you emerged from the portal and she had to carry you back to halamshiral. for the days you were unconscious, cassandra was anxious and extra prickly. there were many times where cullen would have to talk her down from her anger. even varric did too.

dorian pavus

the first thing he did was crack a joke. the atmosphere was tense and it just slipped out. “i asked you to come back in one piece, not missing one.” safe to say, the other companions did not approve of his joke. dorian was set to return to tevinter after being notified of his new position as a magister, but he delayed the return to his homeland for you. he sat in your room as you lied unconscious, barely breathing, leg anxious bouncing up and down. when you awoke, you were immediately met with a large and tight hug from him. he knocked the air out of your lungs from that.

blackwall

blackwall admires you. in fact, everyone would go so far as to say he adores you. he thinks of you as strong, capable, almost infallible. you closed rifts, you closed the big green tear in the sky, and you defeated corypheus! what couldn’t you do? all your feats proved to him that you were the strongest leader he could ever know. and yet, you were still mortal. you left the eluvians mortally wounded and exhausted beyond belief, your eyelids so heavy and ready to close so you may drift off into the black void of sleep. blackwall would not let you, not until you were taken away to be cared for. you found him sitting besides you, awake and on guard. your mortality was his reminder that you and him were the same, even if your lives appeared to be completely different. and he understood that the world would need a leader like you and that is dangerous.

iron bull

the bull could feel a stronger kinship with you that day. it appears that the both of you lost something. he betrayed the qun for the inquisition, thus losing a part of himself, his people. you lost a literal part of yourself, something you had to come to terms with after having the anchor for two years. to say iron bull was shaken up would be an understatement. he was getting cassandra to hit him with sticks for days on end while you lied unconscious. he wondered what would’ve happened if he was with you, if maybe...he could’ve stopped solas. but reminiscing never did anyone any good.

cole

as much as he wanted to help you, cole couldn’t. he also understood that you wouldn’t accept his help, no matter how much he insisted. so instead, he did the best thing he could do: help tend to your injuries. what was curious was that he could feel very little of your pain. when he felt your pain two years ago after forming the inquisition, it was concentrated in your hand and forearm. with it gone, you felt at peace. the primary source of pain for you had been washed away. perhaps it was a blessing in disguise, he thought.

sera

sera’s immediate reaction is, like dorian, to crack a joke. everyone is used to her eccentricity. but it felt different this time around. while you laid unconscious, recovering from the long battle, she occupied herself. she had to busy her hands and her legs, keep moving, keep her mind busy. because if she sat too still for even a second, then her mind would think about the worst outcome. she would get images of you, dead, because solas had betrayed you, betrayed her, betrayed the inquisition. hell, he betrayed the world! that knob! thinking he knew what was best! sera’s all the more relieved when it’s revealed you survived. she bursts through the door to see you and hug you tightly, complaining about how much you scared her.

varric tethras

in all honesty, varric should’ve been more prepared to expect...well, the unexpected. he had expectations of you coming out unharmed, untouched. obviously, that was not what happened. and he wondered if he was responsible for this. he had been one of the many people to support you as the inquisitor two years ago, suggesting it. he wondered if he made the wrong decision. but also, part of varric was relieved. he lost someone close to him two years ago. he didn’t know if he could handle losing you too.

vivienne de fer

the court would devour tales of the eluvians and how you managed to survive. that was vivienne’s first thought. people would be talking about you for centuries to come, certainly. and yet, she knew in her soul that was not what you would want. she does her best to minimize what rumors spread when you first emerge from the eluvians and help give you privacy. behind closed doors, vivienne checks on your injuries. part of her is amazed that the anchor was removed so cleanly.

josephine montilyet

josephine has seen many things ranging from serious to just plain absurd. when she was alerted that you had returned with many serious injuries, including the loss of half your arm, she sent messages to get the best possible doctors in all of orlais to help attend to you. the woman was definitely stressed beyond belief. but when she wasn’t trying to get everyone from backing off from you or getting people to look at you, josephine was attending to you herself. you awoke to find her wiping some sweat off your face and when she noticed, she muttered about how great andraste was and embraced you tightly.

cullen rutherford

your knight-commander appeared to take the news very well, much to the disapproval of cassandra. but the moment cullen was alone, in private, he flipped a table, causing everything to crash. all he could feel running throughout his body was regret, guilt, and anger. regret and guilt for not having gone with you. he should’ve. because if he did, maybe you would have came back alright. anger directed towards solas because the apostate had betrayed you, the inquisition. and everything you and him had worked towards was going to crumble. all of his hard work, leliana’s, cassandra’s, josephine’s, it’d all be for naught. cullen ends up spending a lot of time alone while you’re unconscious. he prays to andraste and the maker to distract himself from any wandering thoughts going towards lyrium. certainly the new mabari hound he decided to adopt on a whim helps with distractions at least.

leliana

the woman has seen many things in her lifetime, having experienced the fifth blight itself and been part of that fight against the archdemon. still, things aren’t easy when you come back from the eluvians missing half of your arm. even if it goes against all her duties, leliana stays with you until you wake up to make sure you’re alright. you’re the inquisitor after all and it’s vital that you’re still alive.

solas

he’s the one who took it. you think he cares?

in all seriousness, it gave him no pleasure to remove your arm for the anchor. even if his plan was...well, shoddy we should say, the anchor was going to kill you. he had no choice. carrying your hand and forearm around felt heavy. he could carry it just fine but what made it heavy was the burden that came with his plan to tear down the veil and bring doom upon the world in a desperate attempt to bring it back to what it once was. and also, the burden of having harmed you.

[freestyle-crocodile-trashpile]

Dragon

Summary:You somehow figured out how to make a dragon not kill you, not necessarily tame

Type:Hcs: Dorian X M!Reader: Cole X M!Reader: Iron Bull X M!Reader: Cullen X M!Reader

Version:Inquisition

Iron bull

Oh, he's super excited

Do you know how cool that is for him? His boyfriend somehow befriend a dragon

Doesn't like how he can't get close, but either way

He finds it super cool and exciting

Cullen

He won't step 500 feet of you

Definitely don't think it's very exciting, impressive yes, but exciting, no

He loves how you found a way to befriend a beast, mainly because it's not eating you

He'll congratulate you tho

Cole

He thinks it's dangerous, like really dangerous, and tells you to be careful

He'll watch you from afar, he's impressed tho

Even though he's not really human, he understands how exciting this can be for you

So he won't ruin your fun

Dorian

He honestly thinks it's kinds hot how you befriended the dragon

Essentially, when you look intermediating with it behind you

But besides that, he thinks it's super dangerous

Almost didn't let you go out of the house after he found out you could befriend a dragon

[A/n:Heh, I love dragons. I hope you enjoyed]