#Seren Cousland

[star--nymph]

idk if you're still taking asks from that ocs ship/relationship ask list but if you are: #8 for whatever ship you want to write about!!

Well! Why not all of em!

8. Who is the big spoon? Little spoon?

Seren/Alistair

Seren for big spoon, Alistair for little spoon. Alistair may try to be a big spoon but after he hits deep sleep, he automatically wants to be craddled in Seren's arms and he snuggles in deeper. The goober. Also it's really funny when Seren is cuddling him from the back and holds him like a back pack.

Morrigan/Seren

Morrigan for little spoon, Seren for big spoon. also plays it tough and tries to sleep away from her at first, but it really only takes a tug when she's half-asleep for her to roll over, grumble, and settle under Seren's chin. And she won't ever admit, but she leaves a drool stain on Seren's arm everytime.

Garrett/Fenris

Garrett little spoon, Fenris big spoon. First because he's a hug teddy bear who just wants to be snuggled and second because Fenris doesn't want to be held down for obvious reasons. Garrett is not going to force him into his arms if Fenris doesn't want to be, especially when he's got all those sharp corners that he can jab into Garrett's poor, soft flesh. Some times, Fenris will fall into his arms automatically and stay there the night though. Garrett doesn't dare roll over, in case he accidentally traps Fen underneath and makes him feel trapped.

Eurydice/Cullen

Would it surprise you if I said Eurydice likes to be the little spoon? Girl goes from one to ten--she either wants to be squeezes so tight her bones crack or 'don't fucking touch me I will claw my skin off if you do'. It can change from night to night. But when she does like to be touched, she likes curling up under Cullen's chin and burrowing as deep as she can get. Like a little squirrel in its huddle. Cullen runs his fingers through her and settles around her. It's probably for the best Cullen is a big spoon, given his night terrors and the possibility of him trashing in his sleep. That said, when he IS a little spoon, he'll let Eurydice wrap around him like a koala bear. Which is all nice and well and good until he wakes up tangled in her hair and see these are the moments when he's almost positive it has a life of his own.

[lomakes]

(Some of) My Wardens!

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[shannaraisles]

My OCs

Lorna Rowe

Fandom: Dragon Age Face claim: Christina Hendricks Love Interest: Knight-Captain Rylen

Poppy Hawke

Fandom: Dragon Age Face claim: Miranda Kerr Love interest: Cullen Rutherford or Varric Tethras

Veronica Cousland

Fandom: Dragon Age Face claim: Rachel Weisz Love interest: Alistair Theirin or Riordan or Male!Hawke

Rory Allen

Fandom: Dragon Age Face claim: Eleanor Tomlinson Love interest: Cullen Rutherford

Olivia Trevelyan

Fandom: Dragon Age Face claim: Phoebe Tonkin Love interest: Cullen Rutherford and/or Carver Hawke

Constance Payne

Fandom: MCU Face claim: Liv Tyler Love interest: Steve Rogers and/or Bucky Barnes

Seren Ellis

Fandom: MCU Face claim: Jodie Comer Love interest: Loki

Sarah Shepard

Fandom: Mass Effect Face claim: Anna Kendrick Love interest: Kaidan Alenko

Amelia Greville

Fandom: The Sandman (2022) Face claim: Elizabeth Olsen Love interest: Dream of the Endless

Amara

Fandom: Assassin's Creed: Odyssey Face claim: Anastasia Tslimipiou Love interest: Kassandra or Alexios

[theswampsith]

After the dust has settled...

Esme and Seren are the arcane warriors of my DA OCs!

Esme was thrown into the world of violence knowing only how to hide her magic. Her friends teach her some valuable rogue skills and her super cool mage gf might have let her in on a few blood magic tricks that Esme has managed to master.

Seren, on the other hand, felt cursed to live their life as Clan Lavellen's First. After being forced into another role as the Inquisitor, she decided fuck that I want to use a sword. So she did. And nobody could stop them because THEY HAVE A GIANT FUCKING SWORD NOW.

Anyways, they're bffs now.

[apostaterogue]

~Masterpost~

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Canon OCs (each has their own post):

Warden- Penelope Cousland

Hawke- Emery

Inquisitor- Seren Lavellan

Rook(s)- Nell & Remy

[danaduchy]

On Aedan Cousland’s fourteenth birthday, the Cousland estate was abuzz with celebration. The castle seemed even more vibrant that day as bannermen, servants, and nobles all came to honor the second son of Teyrn Bryce and Lady Eleanor Cousland. Among the many gifts Aedan received, one stood out above all: a sleek, powerful mare of his very own. She was a beautiful chestnut horse with a white blaze down her nose and kind, intelligent eyes. Aedan’s heart leapt with excitement as he gazed upon his new companion, whom he promptly named Ashara, after a legendary knight his mother used to tell him stories about. His father chuckled, clapping him on the back. “She’s yours now, pup. Treat her well.”

Over the next few weeks, he spent every free moment in the stables, learning how to care for her, how to feed and groom her properly. He practiced riding in the castle courtyard under the watchful eye of his father’s horse trainer, and soon he was allowed to ride beyond the gates—but always with a guard in tow. It wasn’t long before the constant presence of the guard began to feel stifling.

Riding through Highever with a guard following behind was not the adventure Aedan had imagined. He loved the sense of freedom that the wind in his hair and the rhythmic thud of hooves against the dirt gave him, but the presence of a watchful eye weighed down his spirit. He longed for true freedom, to ride without someone hovering over him, and soon enough, the rebellious streak he had inherited from his mother began to stir.

One evening, he made up his mind. He would sneak out. He hadn’t told Fergus, knowing that his older brother would either stop him or insist on coming along—and Aedan wanted this moment for himself. Under the cover of dusk, he saddled his mare quietly in the stables and led her out through a hidden path in the walls, one he and Fergus had used for mischief in their younger days. Once on the road, he kicked his heels into the mare’s sides, and they took off like an arrow loosed from a bow. Aedan’s heart soared as he galloped down the road, the wind in his hair, the world stretching out before him with a sense of freedom he'd never felt before.

For a time, everything was perfect. Aedan reveled in the feeling of riding alone, far from the castle and the ever-watchful eyes of his parents or guards. He ventured further than he had ever gone before, riding down the winding road that led toward the woods outside Highever. The air was crisp, the sky painted with the last embers of the setting sun. But as night fell, the peaceful serenity of the woods turned into a dense, looming forest. The trees, tall and ancient, seemed to close in around him, and the mare's demeanor changed. Her ears twitched, her steps became hesitant, and she snorted nervously. Aedan, inexperienced with handling a horse in such a setting, tried to calm her, but it was no use. Without warning, a sudden rustle in the bushes startled her, and she reared up in panic. He barely had time to grasp the reins before she bolted, galloping off the main road and into the dense forest. Aedan clung tightly to the mare’s neck, branches whipping at his face as they sped deeper into the woods.

The ride became a blur of trees, the fading light making it difficult to see where they were going. The mare’s wild dash through the underbrush eventually came to an abrupt halt when she leaped over a narrow brook, sending Aedan tumbling from her back. He hit the ground with a thud, landing in the icy water, the cold soaking through his clothes and chilling him to the bone. Dazed and disoriented, he struggled to his feet, but by the time he looked up, Ashara had already vanished into the dark woods. Aedan stood alone, shivering and unsure of which direction to take.

The forest, once a place of imagined adventure, now seemed vast and unwelcoming. The shadows between the trees grew longer, and the temperature dropped. Aedan tried to orient himself, but everything looked unfamiliar. Panic began to set in. For hours, he wandered aimlessly through the forest, the trees looming high and unfamiliar around him. The woods were vast, and he had no idea how far from home he had strayed. The thought of wolves or worse creatures lurking nearby made his heart pound in his chest.

Hours passed as he wandered through the forest, his soaked clothes clinging to him, each step growing heavier with fatigue and cold. Just when he thought he’d be lost in the woods forever, he heard a soft rustle nearby. Turning, he saw an elf stepping out from the shadows—an older, weathered man with tattoos on his face and a bow slung over his shoulder. Aedan had never met a Dalish elf before, but he had heard the stories. The elf regarded him curiously, and though he could have easily left the boy to his fate, something softened in his expression. He extended a hand, and said, “Come.”

Relieved, Aedan followed him deeper into the woods, where the elf led him to a small, hidden camp. There, a few other Dalish hunters sat around a fire, cooking the evening’s meal. They eyed Aedan with suspicion, their guarded expressions betraying the wariness they felt toward a shemlen boy, especially one so clearly out of place. But the elder hunter spoke to them quietly and their tension eased.

Despite their initial wariness, the elves welcomed Aedan, offering him food and a place by the fire to warm himself. As the night wore on, Aedan asked them countless questions, his curiosity bubbling over. The elves answered sparingly at first, but as the night wore on, they seemed to warm to the young shemlen boy’s enthusiasm. They even taught him a few words in Elvish, which he practiced eagerly, though they laughed at his attempts to mimic their speech. By the time the fire had burned low, Aedan had learned a handful of Elvish words and phrases, enough to impress his brother Fergus once he got home—if he ever made it back.

At dawn, the Dalish hunter who had found Aedan offered to guide him back toward the road leading to Highever. True to their nature, the elves kept their distance from the human town, ensuring they were not seen by any of the locals. They left him at the edge of the forest with a final warning: “Shemlen lands are not safe for us. Take care where your horse may wander in the future.”

Aedan thanked them profusely and watched as they disappeared back into the trees, feeling a pang of regret that he would likely never see them again. With a deep breath, he began the long walk home.

When Aedan finally reached home, it was to the sight of his frantic parents and a battalion of guards who had been scouring the countryside for him all night. His mare, Ashara, had returned to the castle on her own, stirring alarm when Aedan was nowhere to be found. His mother, Eleanor, nearly collapsed in relief at the sight of him, while his father’s stern face barely masked his worry. He received a harsh scolding from his father for his recklessness, though beneath the reprimand, he could sense his father's overwhelming relief. For weeks after, he was grounded, forbidden from leaving the castle grounds as punishment for his impulsive actions.

From that day forward, his father decided that Aedan’s energies needed to be better directed. Swordsmanship training became his new outlet. Aedan threw himself into the lessons, determined to prove his maturity and capability. Under the tutelage of the castle's master-at-arms, he quickly showed a natural talent for swordplay, learning to balance strength with agility. His early matches with the other squires and guards ended in victory more often than not, and he earned the respect of his peers.

He became a skilled swordsman, even winning a few bouts against older, more experienced opponents. His father, though still calling him "pup," began to look at him with a mixture of pride and acknowledgment. Despite his misadventures, Aedan had proven that he was not just a reckless boy but a determined young man with the heart of a warrior.

Aedan’s brief adventure into the woods had changed him, igniting a desire for independence and a deeper understanding of the world beyond the castle walls. Yet it also left him with a newfound respect for the responsibilities that came with his station—and for the people, both human and elven, who inhabited his world.

[dujour13]

25 and 26 for your Warden, Hawke and Inquisitor?

Ah thank you Seren! 🥰 I reblogged the DA questions for reference because I don’t have time to replay before Veilguard comes out. Desperately trying to remember my world state. Thanks for asking because this got me thinking about them again! And these are good choices to summarize their arcs.

(some spoilers for the first 3 games)

25. What did they plan for their life to look like before the events of the game happened?

Sulian Cousland – Didn’t become ruthless, power- and revenge-obsessed until her family was massacred and she was thrown into the front lines of a blight. She was pretty cool before that. Happy enough to let Fergus take the responsibility for the Cousland lineage while she got to do what she wanted. She did have a sense of pride in her family name and would not have embarrassed them or married outside the nobility, but as long as the onus wasn’t on her she was going to enjoy her freedom, hang out with elves, get up to some under-the-table dealings, sleep with whoever she wanted. That changed when she became the last of her line.

Sparrow Hawke – Small-town mage flying under the Chantry radar, he didn’t dare dream big for fear of attracting attention. Wings clipped. Not much hope of a chance to shine until he got to Kirkwall, and then he found that the way he shines isn’t what he expected – he used to think he wanted to escape a peaceful family life, but now that’s what he’s working for and what he’s best at: looking after his people.

Alar Lavellan – Desperate for it to be anything but this – guardian and hunter for his clan. He loves them, he’s fiercely loyal to them, but he’s hungry, lonely and most of all, bitter. Nothing but a bleak future stretching out before him – scraping by on scarcity, and not just food-wise.

26. Do they get a happy ending?

Sulian Cousland – Largely unhappy and wholly her own fault. Revenge is a dish served cold. She survived the blight, destroyed her enemies and put a Cousland on the throne; and Alistair is miserable. He hides his resentment but she can feel it in every sigh as a another royal duty is heaped on his shoulders. She’s barren and knows the days are numbered before she leaves Ferelden to the wolves, with the Calling already haunting her dreams. Nightmares about the darkspawn mothers and her own inability to produce an heir and what lies in store for her in the Deep Roads.

Sparrow Hawke – I am embarrassed but I can’t remember. I can’t even remember what he did with Anders. He romanced Merrill and supported her research but it’s all a blur for me now. I think it worked out for him, as well as could be hoped.

Alar Lavellan – Not sure what counts as a “happy ending” for a Dalish Inquisitor. Not unlike another of my OCs, Alar got a case of megalomania as the Inquisition unfolded. He drank from the Well of Sorrows, tried to stay friends with Solas, and ended up in a heartbreaking long-distance marriage with Dorian, unable and unwilling to go to Tevinter without stirring up a war. He went back to his clan for a while but was too restless to stay and ended up traveling around desperate to keep busy and keep from spiraling.

[grimweaver]

"Meravas: Asala" P1

An encounter with a scavenger, near the northern docks of Lake Calenhad, reveals the first solid lead in the exhausted search for Sten’s lost sword. Rejuvenated hope clashes with new anguish in him– finding Asala means his honor will be restored and he will be able to return to Seheron, but he will be obligated to leave everything he had grown to love in Ferelden… including his Kadan. It will be a bittersweet reunion. ~*~

            It was two hours past the last breath of daylight when the search for Brother Genitivi led the Wardens and their companions to the northern docks of Lake Calenhad. Its serene, delicate air was broken by a battle cry when they had exited the inn, minutes after being warned by the innkeeper that asking around about Genitivi could get them killed. The scents of gutted fish and lake greenery were quickly overpowered by that of smoldering flesh and leather when Morrigan called forth chains of lightning to strike a considerable number of cutthroats that ambushed them.  

            Aithne was always pleased when she and her comrades could emerge from a battle without sustaining major injuries, but had wished they could have kept at least one assailant alive to press them for the answers that the innkeeper could not give, in addition to their reason for attacking. It forced them to conduct the grueling task of searching the bodies for anything that might hint at where they should search for him next, hoping that none of it had been damaged during the battle. 

            “Morrigan! What spell did you throw at these guys??” Aithne shot out. A line of bodies had led her up the steep slope and to a pile of skeletal remains, tented by dense shrubbery and pine branches.

            Morrigan hurried over to Aithne and joined her inspection of the gruesome heap. “I didn’t do that ,” she said, wincing in disgust at the sight and smell of them. “These poor sods were dead before we got here… long before.”

            There appeared to be seven of them altogether, all male and well over six feet tall, with only tattered ligaments of leather greaves and gauntlets dangling from bones, consumed and stained by an accumulation of weeds that grew around the shallow areas of the lake. “Horns!” Cousland noted, when she came across the only body that still had its head attached to it. “I think they’re qunari!”

            Hearing this had jarred Sten, but he kept himself well composed. His approach to the remains was calm and dignified, showing no signs of the alarms echoing through his body from his head. There was no mistake about their race– all of the skulls had a humanoid appearance, but their canine teeth were sharper than common man’s, and there were two sets of horns on either side of the cranial area. That doesn’t mean that they are my brothers, he thought. They could be Tal-Vashoth mercenaries– they frequent this area . 

            Alistair, whom had scaled the slope just then to have a look for himself, inched the torch in his hand forward to broaden the reach of its light, which revealed details that were not so easy to see in the black shadows. More horned skulls could be seen, scattered around the area with other dismembered pieces, and– seeing the distinguishing features of the horns– Sten knew they were the rest of the Beresaad with absolute certainty. “Yes,” he confirmed. “They are qunari.”

            Their corpses were not supposed to mean anything to Sten… but they did. Aithne could tell, seeing the unblinking stare of hardened eyes filling up with a mixture of distant memories– the pleasant and the horrifying. He seemed completely unaware that his dormant anger and terror was visible until Aithne’s voice snapped him out of his hot, red trance when she asked him in a soft and sympathetic manner “They are your brothers… aren’t they?”

            “Yes,” is all Sten said, clear and unbroken by the mournful howling inside.

            “Back off!! I was’ere first!! ” blasted a male voice, as a human figure leapt out at them from blackened bushes. It startled them all back several steps– Alistair almost fell onto his backside tripping over a loose root. 

            Sten instinctively drew the red steel broadsword and stepped in front of Cousland. “You would be wise to not take a step closer, human!” he growled with intense viciousness. What a fine display of self-discipline it was, not allowing his current state of mind to become a slave of instinctual responses. But even when torch light had revealed the man to be just a ragged, wrung-out, harmless-looking old man, he did not lower his sword.             “And explain to us right now what your business is with these bodies!” Aithne added.

            “Aw, these blokes ‘ere?” asked the man. “I did not off ‘em and I don’t know who or what did tha– large animals I’d guess, by the looks of ‘em. I just got’ere to take my claim.”

            “Take your claim? ” Aithne grunted.

            “There was a guy ‘ere before me that sold me this spot–said he’d found giants and all kinds of crazy valuables. But he didn’t mention that he’d taken everything but the bones and the dirt already!” Giving the pile of remains a frustrated kick sent one of the skulls flying up into the air. It landed on a steep grassy incline a short distance from where the group stood, then rolled down the slope until it was stopped by the side of Sten’s left leg. To everyone’s surprise, there was very little reaction from the qunari. Truly, he was boiling over inside, but he kept himself together and just glared bitterly at the one that had severely disrespected one of his closest friends. The scavenger desisted fuming when he saw murder burning in Sten’s eyes. Fearing for his life, he backed several inches away from the qunari, and looked like he was readying himself to flee for his life.

((CONTINUE--))

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[queenofsliferred]

Due to character limits, this will just be names of my OCs. You can get more information by clicking this link. I welcome nearly any question about my silly mary sues.

Adventure Quest: Chalia

Akira: Kuroda Emi

ATLA: Rimon Suu

Big Bang Theory: Alex Munroe

The Big Chill: Veronica Heather

Big Hero Six: Mati Spence, Masuyo Smith

Bleach: Chikako Aizen, Hotaru Kurosaki, Halcyon Boosalis

Buckaroo Banzai: Sage Spence

Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Isolabella Dawson

Cats & Dogs: Aurora Lee Phantasm

Chainsaw Man: Moe Nagamine

Channel Awesome: Avalon SexehTwilight Mary Sue, The Black Widow

Charlie the Unicorn: Jenniffer the Pegasus

Cowboy Bebop: Hazel Prince

Cyberpunk 2077: Himiko Otomo, Vidya "V" Zenith

Danganronpa: Sumire "Owlyn Srebrenka" Hino

Deadly Premonition: Absinthe Maidstone Stonewall MacShakeit, Abigail Maidstone

Death Note: Katherine "K" Kilgore, Melusine "Meruko" Badeaux, Sora Kurohoshi, Jezebel Blackheart, Mitsune Sakura

Devil May Cry: Beatrice Lacrimae, Lavinia Sparda-Amata

Devilman: Astraroth "Astra"

Digimon: Hana Otogi

Disastrous Life of Saiki K: Moemi Saiki

Dragon Age: Coriander Tabris, Craig Cousland, Dove Surana, Lieselotte Brosca, Princess Aeducan, Lovewave Lavellan

Dragon Ball: Remin, Unshiu

Earth Girls Are Easy: Andromevak "Andy"

Eltingville Club: Seraphim "Sera" Herrera

Fallout: None, Nothing

Fate: Cosette Everild-LaAnimus, Delphine Everlid-LaAnimus

Final Fantasy: Jehfa Fakthu

Fire Emblem: Briar, Delshad, Dreamer, Euphemia, Florian Gloucester, Historia, Marguerite Ciar, Primrose Gloucester, Solanine, Wander

Free!: Akira Hanamura

Friday the 13th: Lynn Curtis

Ghostbusters: Aisling Redhead (2016), Aisling Redhead (1986)

Goosebumps: Rosalind "RL" Greene

Gorillaz: Clotilda Culpepper

Grand Budapest Hotel: Cvetka Kovacs

Gundam: Atlus Darkwater, Nnyley Romantica

Halloween: Alice Linklater, Bijou Hart, Brianna Willow-Winters, Dolores Orth, Jason Lee Cranston, Lynn Curtis, Moon n Stars Morris

Harry Potter (All created when I was in middle and high school. This was before JK Rowling shat her diaper. I do not condone Joanne and her hateful bullshit and just wanted to share OCs I made as a kid.) : Akemi Akiyama, Cassandra Finnegan, Harmony Dumbledore, Jaycelynn "Jacky" Lavgine, Kendra Pepper

Independence Day: RL Stineler

Inuyasha: Aihime, Kiki (2004), Kiki Shiina, Usagi Hinode

Jennifer's Body: Christie Fatt Cox

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Fiori Stelline, Jonah Joestar-Angelakos, Kanon "Eileen Diamandis" Shiina, Otome Tanaka, Passion Angelakos, Sakuro Gackt-Myers, Stephanie McCormick

Jujutsu Kaisen: Chidori "Chitose" Iori

Jurassic Park: Anna Rose Morgan, Gillian Mayham, Jen Morris, Joy Tootoosis, JT Malcolm, Marina Malcolm, and Miharu Hamano

Kingdom Hearts: Kitana, Nerissa

Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou: Dazzle Kovacs

The Lorax: Cipher, Avalon and Story

Mario: Princess Velvet

Marvel: Allie N Blumsford, Genesis, Jamie Johnson, Jocasta "Cipher" Macbeth, Makelsolakveder, Zelda Kirkness

Mass Effect: Adette Shepard

Metalocalypse: Maiko "Manko Kechaman" Roberts

Mortal Kombat: Amaya, Emberlynn Augus, Feather Dance, Stryker's Dad, Kandace Stryker, Laytanya Moore, Marina "Monsoon", Kirke

My Hero Academia: Rin Amamiya, Kirameki Sarashina, Youmu Yumemite

Naruto: Akiko Haruno, Asuka Hatake, Hoshiyo Kanmuri, Kazuma Hanamori, Subaru Kanmuri

The Office: Cam Keeper

One Punch Man: Sumika Nagisa

Ouran High School Host Club: Bunko Matsushima, Ryunosuke Kanagawa

The Outsiders: Josephine "Joey" Wiehler, Serenity "SW" Wiehler, Sincerity Travis

Passengers: Dr. Galaxy Pepper

Persona: Jun Adachi, Junya Daidara, Marina, Momoka Mishima, Minako Iori, Sayaka Sakamoto, Stephanie McCormick, Tomoko Nakajima, Hamuko Arisato, Minako Arisato, Rin Amamiya, Yuka Narukami

Pokemon: Amanda, Altreis, Catalina, Dolores "Lolita-chan", Emilia, Isobel "Izzy", Galan, Gabrielle, Gelato, Medee, Muffy, Paloma, Pycal, Tila, Twinkle, Wasabon

Power Rangers: Emi Johnson, Dawn "Milky" Garson, Jacintha Cranson-Park, Lady Johnson, Lady Johnson (2017), Octavia Clearwater, Serena Ryder, Tamsin "Tami" Oliver, Thomas "Tommy" Oliver, Wednesday Neckoway, Yumeko Takahara, Ashton Redhead, Derek Ng, Jaiden Lawliet, Lux Cranston, Morgan Valentine, Nicholas DuBois, Scout Park, Saintan

Rance: Aellae, Ashelotte, Desu, Cosmia

Resident Evil: Ianthe Hawke

Rise of the Guardians: Eros

Riverdale: Winona "Sodapop" Bighetty

Sonic: Blossom, Purple, Jeff, Mango, Mist

SPY x Family: Lyubov

Stardew Valley: Stella

Star Wars: Hiak Ray "Talarth"

Steven Universe: Imperial Topaz, Nokomis Queens

Stranger Things: Heather Ranger

Street Fighter: Neroli

Sugar Sugar Rune: Akiko Sakura, Cerise Incroyable, Sugar Graves

Tezuka: Daiya Mondo, Melody Serendipity

Tokyo Ghoul: Teruko Yumemiya

Touken Ranbu: Kanon Tachibana, Momoe Tachibana, Tokiko Minami

Transformers: Carly Rae Jepsentron

Twin Peaks: Eden Hill

Until Dawn: Moon n Stars Morris, Rosario Hicks

View Askewniverse: Artoo "Ari" Hicks, Alyce Linklater, Bijou "Rhapsody" Hart, Jaycelynne "Squall" Thiffault, Nova Phoenix

Voltron Legendary Defender: Forever, Harper Thiffault

XIN: Myth

YuGiOh: Aikako Hisahama, Airi Sarahi, Hitomi Nakajima, Hotaru Tenjouin, Jason Trudeau, Jaycelynn Trudeau, Kairi Sarahi, Masuyo Tachibana, Momoe Yukimura, Naomi Sarahi, Ringo Hinagiku, Raven Sarahi

YuGiOh GX: Ai Yuki, Aika Hana, Anais Kuroda, Anastasia Rosseau, Emi Jounouchi, Hitomi Nakajima (GX), Jaycelynn Rosseau, Kaori Tenjouin, Katsuro Jounouchi, Marina Mikan, Naomi, Soul Yagami, Yuudai Yuki, Kaori Torimaki, Koden Saotome, Moira Tenjouin

YuGiOh 5Ds: Barbie O'Neil

YuGiOh ARC V: Shinju Sawatari

Zack and Miri Make a Porno: Pepper Culpepper

Crossovers: Jaycelynn Yuki, Aqua Marine, Desu

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Hazel Nylan , Stephanie McCormick

Nobody of the Luck - A fantasy-isekai story about depressed popular boy getting sucked into a fantasy themed eroge called Nobody of the Luck and saving the world by accident.

Tristan Stark, Aellae, Freya

Fractured Faerie Tales - Tristan is sucked into yet another eroge, this time its fairy tale themed.

Tristan, Cendrillion

RandoRanger - A team of spandex technicolour clad heroes are here to defeat the hentai tentacle monsters!

Masuyo Kusanagi, Ryota Matsuda

Starry Starry Night - Akiko Valentina constantly wished that she’d take that advice to heart for once in her life. Growing up, it seemed like every wish she’d make would come true. Life should’ve been a breeze… and it was for a while. Her family had won the lottery a few years ago, along with her mother’s seaweed gin distillery taking off which brought the Valentina Family even more fortune. Classes would be cancelled, boys asked her to the dance, her favourite TV shows would suddenly be back even when they were cancelled whenever she seemed to will it. Though, like a bad 90s kids horror series, there was always a cruel twist at the end.

Now living alone in the penthouse apartment her now dead family’s fortune got her, Akiko spends her free time overindulging herself in luxury, to distract herself from the dark. Things had gotten stale after two years of spoiling herself rotten.

“I wish something would happen in my boring life.”

One night, she’s approached by a stranger on the way home from partying…

Amber “Akiko” Valentina, Akira Angelus, Blair Princeton, Charles Broadmoor, Cheyenne Princeton, Fafnir, Gaylene, Kirk Grimme, Nyarou, Thorn

Fairy Ring - A small town on the border of southern Manitoba that hides some magical secrets.

Antigone, “Kisecawchuck”, Dorothy, Carly, David Young, Abigail Maidstone

Roseburough - A city with a dark past–its first settlers were a group of cultist for a demon of lust–that has a proclivity for less than pure activities.

Amelie, Anita Wood, Aurora, Circe, Dani Michaels, Daniel Michaels, Eitaro Satou, Emiri Satou, Genesis “Genni” Jones, Joey Spence

Eidolons and Eudaemonia -Eudaimonia is a world where each country worships a particular element. Each country has a temple and a candle that must be lit at all times to prevent a calamity. Its said that the candles represent hope, the one thing that kept ‘humanity’ going after the first calamity. Every few centuries, new candles must be created and infused with magic and blessings from each country before being placed in the temples and lit. It’s a ritual that has been carried on long before the formation of the Church of the Star Bringer, which eventually took control of candle duties. 

Team Disatisfaction: Anita, Arlis, Milk, Opal, Rubia, Vesta, The Artist

Lovewave

The Demon Lords: Lovena

Kuroi

Mizuka

Magical Flower Maidens: Anemone, Cassiane, Ione, Renthe, Sayuri, Zinnia

Tristan's Party: Tristan, Akihime, Plum and Peaches.

Story-less OCs:

Stephanie "Desu" McCormick, Stephen "Boku" McCormick, Aisling McCormick

Rhubarb

Mermaid Squad: Arctic, Sea Bunny, Goffik

[heroesandscoundrels]

My Dragon Age OCs (WIP)

Wardens

Aderyn Tabris

Bora Aeducan

Edith Aeducan

Ferran Aeducan

Harlan Cousland

Ilani Mahariel

Luka Aeducan

Niamh Cousland

Nova Amell

Róise Cousland

Rónán Cousland

Seren Mahariel

Tamar Surana

Orlesians

Julien Caron

Inquisitors

Drystan Lavellan

Eirlys Lavellan

Ffion Lavellan

Helena Trevelyan

Kairi Adaar

Peregrine Trevelyan

Other

Dalila Amell

Finis Amell

Theodore Amell

Wilmot Amell

[gwah--ren]

elethea was not in the habit of letting nosy old busy - bodies & their wicked words sink beneath her skin. her pride was too great to be easily brought down by minds as small as those gathered in her own foyer, but there was only so many whispers & pitying glances one could tolerate before patience withered up entirely. insults & barbs would not break her, but her facade of composed serenity might certainly crumble at another well - meant sharing of condolences. she knew well enough to separate herself from the party quietly. not that anyone of any consequence would note her absence, not in her present state - coping with a wooden leg must be very taxing, after all, who could fault her for retiring early? the poor dear, the limb had been lost along with her parents, they hear. all eyes were on her brother, anyway, the newly - styled earl of cousland, the master of the fine estate & host of the evening's lavish soiree. let them ogle at him & bestow upon him their well - wishes, for she could bear no more.

it was their father's study she took refuge in - now balfour's, she supposed. though all of its trappings were still in their father's tastes, it still smelled of him, if only faintly. as if he had only just left the room a moment before. to even pretend that he was still alive - while foolish & bittersweet - was respite enough to lighten her mood. she runs her hand along the row of books, tracing over the spines gently. this study had never been forbidden to her, she would often read while her father worked, both of them enjoying the silence. the opening of the door snaps her sharply from her reminiscing & she whirls sharply on her heel. unused to the false leg, she teeters a little - catching herself quickly and leaning her weight on her cane.

the laugh she offers in response to his quip is polite, and her smile pinched. it was a most vulnerable position he had caught her in, though he'd had no way of knowing that. it was merely a study, after all. "it's quite alright. lord dekarios, yes?" she inclined her head gracefully, though her question is rhetorical. there were few others that elicited gossip as much as she did, and he was one of them. his reasons for taking shelter in the study were probably not dissimilar to her own. "indeed! i've had the pleasure, on occasion," her tone brightens at the mention of the scholar. sir elameth had attended a few of her mother's salons - the late countess having had a passion for intellectual matters. "though, you'll not find him here, i'm afraid. as i'm to understand he left not long ago. what was it you wished to debate?"

A hall of curiosities, isn't it? a perfumed dowager says.

Most certainly, hums another in a white laced ensemble. A half-dead gentleman, and a half-dead girl.

Gale's legs, restless, long madly to bolt. 

For a whole of a year he has been a phantom, a well-rumored one, drearily isolated and viciously scarred. His chest still aches, his high-collared outfit by that pulsating wound, but evidently, humoring his sorrows made for miserable company. Go, his mother ordered. And attend that dance. He's still polite and mannered, has yet four springs worth of charm to glow the room, but in fearsome measures that he has never once felt, the need for books, for quiet, settles in thick. God. Gale lies with a grin, leaving a lord for what he says is the washroom. When he slips instead into a too-shadowed study, its the shimmer of her gown that makes him stop. "Ah. Apologies. I--" Was hiding? Fleeing? Am a most ill-mannered man to wander this home? Gale leans against the door, scouring for answers. He rightens, straightens, starlight scant in his hair. "Was feeling difficult, I suppose." Ha! "As rousing as tonight's conversation is, I was yearning for a debate with one Sir Elameth. A great mind, his. Perhaps you've met." / @highevar, liked.

[star--nymph]

17, 21, and 26 for seren!!!

THANK YOU MY HEART!!! ANYTHING FOR YOU.

Canon DA Worldstate Ask

17. what were they like as a child?

I liken Seren to a little bird when she was a child--always chirping, always fluttering around, demanding attention this way and that. The joy and bane of Highever Castle, they called her. Her laughter filled the hallways, where she ran from her nanny and hide form her teachers, played in the apple orchards and released the hounds into the training hallway. She was such a troublemaker, but a well meaning one. Seren did what she did because she believed it would make someone happy and if not, at least it would be fun. And while she got her fair share of punishments for bad behavior, her parents couldn't resist that smile of hers. Seren was spoiled for sure but good natured, nevertheless. A bright spot in an already brilliant family that nursed her on fairytales and love ballads, who let her sing to her hearts content at festivals and drag her father into a dance if only so she could have someone to twirl her around. It was a good childhood, a golden one. One that she'd never forget.

21. what is their biggest regret?

God, that's a loaded question. Seren has a never ending list of regrets that started the second Howe showed up at Highever's Castle. The whole of Origins could be her biggest regret considering how every decision she made it in seemed to come back around and kick her in the gut. But if I had to party down on one thing, it was making Alistair King. He didn't want it and yet she was prepared to throw one of the only good things in her life--the only pure, sweet, wonderful thing--to the wolves because she believed in her heart of hearts that it would keep him protected. No one would come to hurt the King of Ferelden, after all. The nobles might not have come around to keep her family safe but their Lord? He'd be okay, even when she wasn't around. And maybe she was bitter, maybe she wanted to upheaval the entire court and keep them under her thumb because of what they had failed to do for the Couslands. Maybe, it part, it was a completely selfish reason to used one of the loves of her life as a pawn. Maybe it was all for revenge. And now here they are, in a place where he is miserable and chained to the throne, and Alistair says he loves her, he will always love her but how can he not resent her? She caged him and tore his wings so he couldn't fly, all for the sake of that love. If she could do it again, she'd let Ferelden be overtaken by the blight so he could be free.

26. do they get a happy ending?

God, I hope so. It's hard to say, right? We don't know what the hell is going on with the Warden and the cure, and I hesitant to say yes because Veilguard could absolutely reveal that the Warden is dead. My hope is that Seren finds the cure and gives it to Alistair, that they someday give the throne to their daughter and meet with Morrigan out in the big world and be happy. If I can write it, then I'd write her a happy ending any day.

[pinkfey]

moodboard meme -> rowena cousland + alistair theirin

requested by @calenhads

[shannaraisles]

Prompt Me, I Dare You

Hello, darlings - it is I, the Niamh behind this messy blog that once had a theme and now just amuses me and hopefully others.

What do you need to know? Well, I write (in theory), I hate my job, and I am forever on the search for that one piece of media that will hold my attention long enough to write another epic long-fic like I've done in the past. I am very much up for AUs and explorations of character through non-canon scenarios.

That said, I am always open for prompts, so I thought I'd pin a collection of lists and a link to my active OCs post and hope for the best. We live in hope, right?

The Prompt Lists

Kissing Prompts

Oblivious Idiots In Love

Friends With Benefits (SFW) Starters

NSFW Locations

Short Angst Sentence Starters

Sexual Tension Prompts

Noticing Trauma Starters

Fake Dating Scenarios

The OCs List - detailed here

Lorna Rowe (Dragon Age)

Poppy Hawke (Dragon Age)

Veronica Cousland (Dragon Age)

Rory Allen (Dragon Age)

Olivia Trevelyan (Dragon Age)

Constance Payne (MCU)

Seren Ellis (MCU)

Sarah Shepard (Mass Effect)

Amelia Greville (The Sandman (2022))

Amara (Assassin's Creed: Odyssey)

[picchar]

Resurrected my Tabris for the Templar AU. Gotta have a Warden, right?

[silvanils]

BTV QT: If your character had to choose between saving a group of innocents, or their Love Interest, which would they choose?

BTV OC Questions (August/September)

I don’t actually have to answer this one individually, because the OCS I usually answer with would all choose the group of innocents. Thing is, I’m also pretty sure most of them would also trust their Love Interest to be able to get out of a situation like this and save themselves...

Plus, the Love Interests would also be very upset if they were chosen and the innocents died. (Well... Morrigan might not care either way much, but she’s the sort who rolls her eyes when Mahariel chooses to help people and tags along anyway because she cares about him. She’d think choosing HER would be “most unlike him” and that would actually be a source of concern.)

And Varlas has a special case, because his love interest is Solas and... he might end up having to make the even harder choice of standing between Solas and a “group of innocent people” before everything is over and... he would do it.