#Shar Lavellan

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When my red-headed elf ladies have to put up with their companions insulting their views/beliefs.

Davina Lavellan dealing with Sera and her shit, as well as Solas, the man she loves calling to question her beliefs of her people but now we have Shadowheart giving Kovishka shit because she worships Selune, and she isn't even insulting Shar at all. She's actually willing to learn and understand yet at first Shadowheart wants to give nothing but grief.

Just...damn.

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Circus AU, Massage Fic, Dorian/Shar. Please.

“They wouldn’t know real magic if it came up and bit them on their dreadfully dull noses,” Dorian complained. “Honestly, I’m highly proficient in three schools of magical arts, and all they want to see is me pulling a nug from a hat. It’s enough to – ohhh.” His rant was cut short by the moan that slipped from his mouth instead.

From above him came Shar’s laughter; it sounded as warm as the elf’s strong hands felt against Dorian’s bare back.

“Dorian,” Shar said. “You’re a magician in a circus. People want to see flashy tricks. Real magic is complicated and too technical. It isn’t showy enough.”

Dorian grunted from his place on the elf’s makeshift massage table. So what if Shar was right? It didn’t make it feel less patronizing. There Dorian had been, poised to ascend through the social ranks as a decorated enchanter and scholar. And now here he was, an opening act at The Wonders of Thedas Traveling Circus. Dorian supposed he only had himself to blame though; he’d been forced to give it all up when he’d refused to marry the girl…

And now he spent half his days traveling from town to town. The other half was spent doing two shows a day, performing parlor tricks for the ‘common folk’. The pay was dismal, and he had to do manual labor! Why, he’d just thrown out his back trying to move the great ‘Box of Mystery’ set piece on his own. But… he felt Shar’s hands work down over one of his shoulders.

It wasn’t all bad.

For the first time, he’d found himself among people who truly accepted him for what he was. The people in the troupe appreciated his thoughts and his humor, but also weren’t afraid to take him down a peg when he needed it. He had real friends now. Dorian bit back another moan when the elf pressed at a new problem spot.

“Fine,” Dorian said. “I’m a circus magician. That’s my lot in life now.” Shar chuckled again, and kept the pressure on. “I have been meaning to ask. What are you?” Dorian had been with the troupe for three months now, and he had yet to figure out exactly what role Shar Lavellan played. He acted as a doctor to anybody with an injury (and gave a mean massage), and could be found giving reading and writing lessons to anybody willing to learn. During shows, he did everything from selling tickets to vending roasted nuts to filling in for one of the clowns.

“What do you mean?” Shar asked curiously.

“I see you acting as jack of all trades, scurrying to and fro, doing whatever needs done,” Dorian said.

“Yes? And that makes me what?”

“It makes you a mystery,” Dorian admitted. “Everybody here seems to have some sort of hook. Something they do for a show. A talent or an act they put on.”

“And I’m just boring old me?” Shar asked, a hint of disappointment in his voice. He slowly pulled his hands away from Dorian’s back. Shit! That hadn’t been what Dorian had meant!!

“Boring? Not at all!” Dorian countered. “I find you fascinating.” He nearly bit his tongue when he realized what he’d admitted. He turned his head to look over his shoulder at the other man. “I just wonder if you have any talents that you’re hiding.”

Dorian desperately hoped he hadn’t made things too awkward as Shar considered his words for a moment. It was when he slowly put his hands down against Dorian’s back that Dorian finally relaxed. “Perhaps I am hiding a talent or two,” Shar said lightly. He smiled at Dorian, and something warm bloomed in his chest. He turned his head away and willed himself not to grin stupidly in return.

“Oh? Well, you do have magical hands,” Dorian said. “But that isn’t it, is it?”

“No. Care to take a guess, Master Magician?”

“Mm…Fire juggler?” Dorian ventured.

“No,” Shar laughed, and went back to his massage.

“Lion tamer?”

“No.”

“I’ll get this eventually. I’m too stubborn to give up,” Dorian warned. “What about a  contortionist?”

“I’m afraid not,” Shar replied.

Dorian was thoughtful for a moment, then smiled cheekily to himself. “Sword swallower?”

“Maybe if you’re lucky,” Shar said, and patted his back.

Dorian nearly choked.

[the-lavellan-siblings]

Meet the Lavellan siblings, Ashara and Haleir!

Both hailing from the Lavellan Clan, Ashara serves as the clan’s First while Haleir is a hunter.

Ashara Lavellan A-shar-ah; “she who is on a great journey” A true scholar, Ashara seeks to uncover as much of her people’s lost history as possible. While she has been trained as the future leader, she is often too kind-hearted (although she has gained a bit of a sarcastic streak from her brother).

Haleir Lavellan Hal-air; “snow fox” Ashara’s older brother, Haleir is protective of his sister. Often called “Fen’an” by his clan, he tends to have violent tendencies- but he remains a protector through and through. Unlike his sister, Haleir tends to be sarcastic and outgoing.

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add a q game

I was tagged by @mrsnorriis​ tysm lovely ♡

rules: answer all of the questions, add one question of your own and tag as many people as there are questions

1. coke or pepsi: pepsi diet 2. disney or dreamworks: dreamworks 3. coffee or tea: tea (milk, two sugars) 4. books or movies: books 5. windows or mac: windows 6. dc or marvel: marvel 7. xbox or playstation: playstation 8. dragon age or mass effect: huh? 9. night owl or early bird: hoot, imma night owl 10. cards or chess: chess! 11. chocolate or vanilla: vanilla 12. vans or converse: vans 13. Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash or Adaar: huhh? 14. fluff or angst: gimme that angst 15. beach or forest: forest 16. dogs or cats: cats (ew dogs)  17. clear skies or rain: clear skies & sunshinee 18. cooking or eating out: eating out 19. spicy food or mild food: mild pls 20. halloween/samhain or solstice/yule/christmas: neither tbh 21. would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot: too cold 22. if you could have a superpower what would it be: the person who tagged me said this too, but mind reading 23. animation or live action: live action 24. paragon or renegade: huhhh? 25. baths or showers: shars 26. team cap or team ironman: ironman 27. fantasy or sci-fi: sci-fi 28. do you have three or four favorite quotes, if so what are they:

“What a treacherous thing, to believe that a person is more than a person.”

“We all have both light and dark inside of us, what matters is the side we choose to act upon.”

“The sweetest honey is loathsome in his own deliciousness.”

“Sometimes it is the people who nobody imagines anything of, who do the things that nobody can imagine.”

29. youtube or netflix: youtube 30. harry potter or percy jackson: harry potter 31. when do you feel accomplished: when the conductor thanks me at the end of a concert 32. star wars or star trek: star wars 33. paperback books or hardback books: paperback 34. to live in a world without literature or without music: whyyyy 35. pale faded colors or vibrant colors: pastels pls 36. good characterization with a bad plot or a good plot with bad characterization: PLOT IS EVERYTHING 37. favourite disney movie: brother bear 38. tv show adaptations or movie adaptations: movies 39. museum or library: why would you do this?? library 40. high school musical or camp rock: high school musical 41. three songs that have a special meaning to you: say something - a great big world; all of the stars - ed sheeran; your hand in mine - eits 42. favourite flower: baby’s breath

my question: who would play you in a movie of your life?

tagging: @oh-howyoumakeme @icantbelieve-someoneactually @remake-my-day @ravehclaw @nerdonthemoon @kingscross @liilyevxns @littlemissimaginary @ashaseth @softprongs

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“I will lead us against Corypheus, and I will be an ambassador. I’m an elf standing for Thedas. The Inquisiton is for all.” [x]

Inquisitor Shar Lavellan • Page of Wands • Artwork by @bunabi

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Shar Lavellan • Page of Wands

I recently commissioned @bunabi​ for a tarot card of my Inquisitor, Shar. And ahh! It came out awesome! If you get the chance, you should definitely commission @bunabi!

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Kiss Prompt #19

Fictional Kiss Prompt 19. kisses meant to distract the other person from whatever they were intently doing Shar Lavellan x Dorian requested by @galileo-humpkins

It was getting late and Dorian’s small alcove was awash with flickering candlelight. The library around him was quiet, as many of its familiar patrons were winding down for the evening. Dorian was leaning over a large tome, engrossed in a particularly lengthy piece of text, when a shadow was cast across his work area. He looked up tried not to grimace when there was a twinge of pain in his neck.

“Dorian,” Shar said. Inquisitor Lavellan stood at the mouth of the alcove, arms crossed over his chest. The elf was wearing his ‘casual’ leathers, as well as a look of mild annoyance.

“Inquisitor,” Dorian said, rubbing at his neck.

Shar rolled his eyes and uncrossed his arms. “You missed dinner,” he said, moving into Dorian’s space. He perched on the arm of Dorian’s chair, close enough that Dorian could smell him - cinnamon and clove and something Dorian hadn’t yet identified beyond warm.

“Did I?” Dorian asked. He looked up at Shar, then back down to his work. “Apologies. I’ve only just gotten to some particularly useful bits.” He gestured at the book as if it could explain for him.

“Are you going to miss cards as well then?” Shar asked. He leaned over Dorian’s shoulder to peer at the book. The elf’s tone was light, but Dorian could sense a hint of disappointment in it. “For these useful bits?”

Cards. Shit. Dorian had forgotten. It was mid-week and there was no urgent mission, which meant that there would be cards and conversation at the tavern. Dorian usually enjoyed indulging, but tonight… Part of him really didn’t want to leave off in the middle of his readings.

“I’m afraid so,” he said. “I’m sorry, Shar.” It was still novel - calling the Inquisitor by his given name. Dorian had recently been asked to use it more.

“You’ve been working hard lately,” Shar murmured. His expression had softened at the sound of his name.

“You’re one to talk,” Dorian replied with huff. He leaned back in and scratched a note on one of his parchments. “Your steadfast work ethic is rather infamous around here.”

“Is it?” Shar asked. “Well, I suppose card night is required because of it. Are you sure you won’t join us?”

“Positive,” Dorian replied.

Shar sighed and slid from the arm of the chair. “Suit yourself,” he said. Dorian waited for him to take his leave. Instead, he suddenly felt a soft kiss placed to the side of his head. Dorian looked up in surprise and Shar took the opportunity to move his kiss around to Dorian’s cheek.

“What are you doing?” Dorian asked. Shar was close again, leaning down over him.

“Convincing you to leave your work for a bit,” the Inquisitor replied.

“What-”

Dorian was cut off by Shar closing the distance between them. He pressed his lips to Dorian’s and brought a hand up to lightly touch the man’s cheek. Dorian, still shocked, couldn’t help but kiss the elf back. He parted his lips to let Shar’s tongue dip into his mouth, and his hand moved up to clutch at the front of Shar’s shirt.

After a moment, Dorian had to bite back a moan as the elf sank down into the chair with him, straddling his lap.

They’d kissed before, of course. They’d stolen a few quiet moments alone here and there. They’d even had a quick fumble at one another in Dorian’s tent during their last mission. But this…

“W-wait,” Dorian said. He pushed the elf back just enough to break the kiss. It did nothing to move Shar away, which was maddening in its own right. Dorian was half-hard already, and they’d only just started kissing. He would have felt a bit of embarrassment if it hadn’t been for the hardness he could feel pressing back down against him.

“Dorian, I swear that if you’re about to tell me to move so you can read.” Shar began.

“No, no,” Dorian replied. “It’s not that. It’s just…” He gestured with his free hand. “We’re here. In the library.” True, it was late and rather dim, but it wasn’t completely empty. Dorian, who had lived his entire life worrying about being discreet, felt utterly exposed.

“We are,” Shar replied. His expression was kind as he gently stroked Dorian’s cheek. “Your point?”

“My point?” Dorian blinked. “My point is that we could be easily seen by anybody just walking by.”

“Ah,” Shar said. “That. Well, I’m not very worried about that.” He refrained from diving back in for another kiss though, instead watching Dorian’s expression.

“You don’t...care,” Dorian repeated.

“Not really, no,” was Shar’s simple response.

Dorian bit back a guffaw. Could it really be that simple? He glanced over Shar’s shoulder, taking in the empty library outside the alcove. It was dim. Quiet. His own heartbeat echoed in his ears, mixed with the ever-present rustling of Leliana’s birds drifting down from above. He could hear Shar’s breathing as well. Steady. The Inquisitor was waiting patiently.

“Well,” Dorian said. His hand drifted down to rest against Shar’s leather-clad hip. “I suppose a few more moments won’t hurt,” he admitted. His own heartbeat quickened as Shar leaned in close again.

The candlelight flickered, Dorian’s work lay completely forgotten, and the odds seemed to be against their card night attendance as well.

“I’ll make it worth your while,” Shar said. His lips brushed against Dorian’s, drawing out a little smile. Shar was also smiling as they kissed again.

And again.

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Kiss Prompt #10

Fictional Kiss Prompt 10. staring at the other’s lips, trying not to kiss them, before giving in Shar Lavellan x Solas requested by @galileo-humpkins (Congratulations, you monster)

When Solas spoke, Shar Lavellan listened. And watched. He couldn’t help himself.

Solas was opinionated and passionate, and sometimes their conversations grew intense. Other times, Shar stayed silent and let the other man simply speak to him. Solas seemed to enjoy these times; he expressed an interest in sharing knowledge of things he’d discovered while dreaming. Solas usually spoke in Common, but there were times he switched to Elvhen.

Shar liked those times. The words sounded good as they rolled off of Solas’s tongue. It was different from the Elvhen Shar spoke. It wasn’t the accent, or the vocabulary (of which Solas seemed to have more). There was a surety in the way Solas spoke.

Shar wondered if Solas’s lips would kiss with that same surety. Would they be as passionate then?

What if Shar looked up and saw Solas looking at him. What if this time, Solas’s expression reflected Shar’s? The same need in his eyes. What if Solas moved in and pressed those lips against Shar’s?

Warm and hungry and so sure of everything.

Solas pushing him down onto his desk, his precious papers forgotten just this once. Solas on top of him, caging him in. And those lips against his own, speaking to him in a different way.

“Lethallin?”

Shar looked up, startled. His mind had wandered, and Solas was looking at him. There was no hunger. No need. Just curiosity, and maybe a little touch of concern.

“Oh. Apologies,” Shar replied, shaking his head. He pushed back the longing that ached inside of him and offered Solas a sheepish grin instead. “I drifted for a moment. Quite embarrassing.”

“Not to worry, Inquisitor,” Solas replied. “You’ve been given a great many responsibilities recently; it is understandable that you must have much on your mind.”

“Ah, yes,” Shar nodded. “That I do.”

Solas gave him an indulgent smile, those lips curling up with one corner just a touch higher than the other.

This time, Shar looked away.

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Describe Your OC Aesthetic Builder Shar Lavellan

Template by lavellanpls

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I’m gonna have to blame this one on @raymurata. She said she wanted to see some OCs, and then enabled me with a link to a dollmaker. Luckily, I am a complete sucker for these things. ...

So here they are - young versions of most of my Dragon Age OCs.

‘Main’ Canon OCs Nymm Surana, Rowan Hawke, and Shar Lavellan

Secondary Canon OCs Kaya Mahariel, Ashe Hawke, Anaan Adaar

Misc. OCs Daemon Hawke, Cal Adaar

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15 Associations • Shar Lavellan

Rules: Repost and fill in the answers you most associate your character with to each question.

1) ANIMAL: Red Stag

2) COLORS: Deep gold, orange, red

3) MONTH: Umbralis

4) SONG: Bea Miller - Fire N Gold

5) NUMBER: 2

6) TIME OF DAY: Sunset

7) PLANT: Oak tree

8) SMELL: Cinnamon, Clove

9) GEMSTONE: Fire Agate

10) SEASON: Autumn

11) PLACE: Skyhold Library and (Herb) Garden

12) FOOD: Berry pie

13) DRINK: Warm cider

14) ASTROLOGICAL SIGN: Silentir / Sagittarius

15) ELEMENT: Fire

I was tagged by @dailyskyhold for this one, and I thought it was pretty fun! So if it strikes your fancy, consider yourself tagged too.

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OCs Waking Up

This was silly and fun! Thanks @raymurata​ for tagging me! [x]

My three chosen ones are under the cut! GIF warning.

Nymm “What Is Sleep?” Surana

Regular Mode:

Tainted Nightmare Mode:

Rowan “Love My Big Bed” Hawke

Good Boy Good Morning:

Kirkwall Can Wait:

Shar “Apparently a Disney Princess” Lavellan

He’ll Get There Eventually:

The Rare ‘Day Off’

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Inquisitor Shar Lavellan (Faux) Collector’s Card

A big thank you to @dalish-ious for making the template for this.