#cass x varric

[miranita]

Mother - 💫 (aka what if Varric and Cassandra had a baby together)

[grimwarden]

fic idea: varric x hawke arranged marriage au. everything's same, their families just decide it's a good idea.

[uchidachi]

I was tagged by @illusivesoul to do the WIP ask game (and also i’ve been tagged by many others in the past, too!) and i’m finally going to do it. I couldn’t fit all my WIPs on this screenshot, and this doesn’t even include those that are seeecret for an exchange:

Rules: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Now you can see why I never do this meme! I live in a state of WIP-related shame

Here’s the list in text for easy cut & paste:

Fenris/Merrill forced to be friends

Shoot The Moon

Two Lavellans

cass arranged marriage

Karaas Adaar back from the dead

The calling

Cass/varric Memetic sex pollen

The Trial of Cullen Rutherford

13 Tal Vashoth

Carved Jade Beads

Vivienne x Trevelyan

da2 soulmates au

I’m going to tag…. @heroofshield @vespidaequeen @storybookhawke @hollyand-writes @haunteddollco @swordbisexual @shouldaspunastory @sharrancharlatan @whereismywarden @baejax-the-great @fanfoolishness @rowanisawriter

[dirtybiowareconfessions]

Confession: I’m not really into Cass x Varric as a ship, but the smut is frankly sublime

[thetevinterspy]

I saw a meme about a Solas x Rook ship name and while I don’t actually think BioWare is brave enough to do it (mostly because I don’t think the solasmancers could handle it) I do think this is a missed opportunity if they don’t.

I don’t know the mechanics of Solas linked in your head but that has the potential to be pretty intimate I think. We also had non-companion romances with Josie and Cass, so it’s not out of the realm of possibility. This is a much much different dynamic you know, from inquisition Solas.

Anyway, as someone who has two romanced solas play through I have several who didn’t romance him, and I would be very interested in that relationship.

I also think if Varric lives yet Bianca has “died” and he becomes an inquisition contact or something- would be a great time to finally let him be romanced. He’s been holding on to that crossbow far too long.

#gardeningveilguardthoughts

[seigeocs]

Ships and Characters

Skyrim

My OCs + their ships. Farkas Vilkas Brynjolf

Fallout 3 Butch Cross Jericho Charon

Fallout New Vegas (if it’s not obvious, I really like the ladies in NV) Boone Lily Bowen Raul Cass Veronica

Fallout 4 All of the romance options Deacon Maxon The Raider bosses in Nuka World except the Black siblings

Fallout (TV Series) Ghoulcy Maximus x Lucy

Destiny 1 Any of my OCs Siobhan x Emyr Siobhan x Shaxx Siobhan x Uldren

Destiny 2 Any of my OCs Siobhan x Crow Siobhan x Shaxx

Dragon Age: Origins Any of my OCs established ships F!Cousland x Anora, F!Warden x Leliana, F!Warden x Morrigan, M!Warden x Morrigan, M!Warden x Zevran, F!Warden x Zevran

Dragon Age: Awakening F!Cousland x Nathaniel Howe, F!Cousland/Anders, F!Warden x Varel

Dragon Age 2 I’ll write for any of the characters and ships in DA2.  My favorites are: F!Hawke x Fenris, F!Hawke x Isabela x Fenris, F!Hawke x Varric, M!Hawke x Fenris, M!Hawke x Fenris x Isabela

Dragon Age: Inquisition I like almost all of the ships.  I struggle to write Solas so he’s just not available unfortunately.  Not that I don’t like his character, I just suck at writing him. My OCs and their ships, Dorian x Bull are some of my favorite.  I also love writing interactions that don’t involve smut for the companions as well.

Dragon Age Veilguard (when it comes out as I’m trying to keep away from most of the game information)

Mass Effect F!Shep x Kaidan, F!Shep x Ashley, F!Shep x Garrus, F!Shep x Tali (DON’T CARE IF THEY WEREN’T OFFICIAL, THEY EXIST TO ME).

Mass Effect 2 F!Shep x Garrus, F!Shep x Thane, F!Shep x Zaeed, F!Shep x Garrus x Thane, F!Shep x Tali, F!Shep x Miranda, M!Shep x Jack

Mass Effect 3 Same ship as 1 and 2.  I also write F!Shep x James Vega but in the non creepy Citadel DLC way.  That doesn’t exist in my canon.

Stardew Valley I’ll write smut about many of the characters in the game.  My one farmer is shipped with Harvey and my other is shipped with Leah.  If you give me characters I’ll make it work.  My only line in the sand is I will not write any cheating.

BG3 *waves hand to OCs* I’ll write whatever for them and their ships.  If you request BG3 just give me some options and I’ll figure it out.

Helluva Boss* Established canon ships!  I am loving the angst with Blitz and Stolas right now.

Hazbin Hotel* Established canon couples, Angel Dust x Husker (mostly fluff for these two because Angel Dust needs it).  I won’t write Alastor in any romantic ships.

My Hero Academia*

I mostly write Reader insert fics for MHA.  I also write ships between characters too.  Platonic fluff, found family, sarcasm, and anything that is G to T rating is for every character.  My main ships: Midnight x Eraserhead x Mic Midnight x Eraserhead Mic x Eraserhead Fatgum x Mirko Fatgum x Hawks Fatgum x Eraserhead All Might x Eraserhead Mirko x Shigaraki (Don’t question it, I love the toxicity of it) Compress x Twice Twice x Hawks Hawks x Dabi

Demon Slayer*

My OC x Rengoku My Demon OC x Muzan Reader Inserts for all the over 18 characters I also write platonic found family for all the characters

Kaiju No. 8*

Hoshina is my absolute favorite character in this show. Kafka Hibino is a close second Narumi (omg the anime did him a disservice so badly) Eiji Hasegawa Haruichi Izumo Iharu Furuhashi Reno Ichikawa

Any any platonic, fluff, cute stuff with any of the characters

Haikyuu

As everyone in the main cast is over 18 by the end of the manga, I’ll write all the characters.  It’s mostly Reader Inserts but I’m open to OCs and character x character ships.

One Punch Man

Saitama Genos Atomic Samurai Blast Zombieman

[sharp-teeth-and-archived]

voxvulgi asked : 🎰

Send 🎰 for me to put our muses into a random list generator then post the first five as potential ships! / @voxvulgi -- still accepting

Note: when it says "ships" that doesn't mean just romantic to me. I'm open to platonic, enemies, familial, etc and that's how I approached these since it gives more variety. These are just a random assortment.

Cass x Sean

Jacqueline x Varric

Dawn x Zoey

Ian x Baker

Zoran x Sean

[amarmeme]

For the sex prompts would you do 4 for cass x varric? (I'm weak for those two)

Oh, I am so sorry this took so long to get to. Life intervened, as it usually does. However, to attempt to make up for it, this is very long and very nsfw. 

Most of it under the cut: Kissing to stay quiet. 

They couldn’t sit still any longer. The sun had set hours ago, but only minutes had passed since the the rest of the party retired from the campfire, the Inquisitor and Vivienne falling into silence and settling in their tent. Cassandra and Varric crept slowly off their bedrolls, glad for the cover of darkness, but cautious to make noise. In the beginning, sharing a tent allowed the Seeker to keep an eye on her charge, but now Cassandra was thankful for the precedent. For so long the two had paired off at night that no one remarked upon it. Even though no one else knew their secret, it was of utmost importance they kept it so.

Cassandra slipped on her boots as deftly as possible. The rumblings of Varric getting situated behind her were ludicrously loud, though in her paranoid state even her own breathing seemed like thunderclaps. She wanted to hush him, but the possibility of giving them away wasn’t worth the satisfaction of hissing between her teeth. Instead, Cassandra slipped out of the canvas tent as sneakily as she could, tiptoeing carefully over the stone floor of the ruined temple. The scout on watch had her back toward the tents, looking down the slope at the thick forest. The dark-haired elf stood stock-still in one of the arched remains, oblivious to Cassandra sneaking away. Cassandra thanked Andraste for for small blessings, following the line of the cliff wall and darting behind the resting wolf statue that guarded their camp. Varric would be proud of her stealth, a silent threat at last without her armor.

The forest floor was covered in leaves and twigs and plenty of opportunities to make a sound. Cassandra tried her best to tread lightly, stumbling up against a few large rocks and roots before her eyes adjusted to the dark. Moonlight dappled the ground through the breaks in the trees and soon enough she found the spot they’d agreed upon earlier. She waited there in the shelter of an enormous root that erupted from the ground in a great arc, half of it buried against a grassy slope. The space beneath was large enough to comfortably fit Cassandra seated, legs crossed beneath her. Whatever the root had grown over had long since rotted away. The small cavern it provided was perfect for a tryst.

Varric was coming; she was sure of that. The fact didn’t stop her from feeling quite silly waiting in the dark in the middle of the Emerald Graves. Before she could consider getting up and begin searching for him, a pair of scuffed boots and thick dwarven legs blocked her already obfuscated view into the clearing.

Varric crouched. “Aren’t you a beautiful sight.”

She shushed him, then whispered. “It is dark. You can barely see.”

“No, you can barely see,” he said. “My eyes are just fine. I’ve finally found a dwarven perk.”

He was so loud. Cassandra tried shushing him, but he ignored her. Varric began to speak again, but Cassandra yanked him close, kissing him in order to keep him silent. He reciprocated, tongue invading her mouth while he pushed her back against the cavern wall. Cassandra dropped her hands from his tunic in order to scoot on her palms. Varric crowded her, untucking her shirt from her trousers as he pressed in. He kissed her hotly, roughly, biting her lower lip and eliciting a loud moan that sprang from deep within her chest.

“Hey, I thought we were being quiet,” he teased. Cassandra grabbed his shoulders in response and rolled over him, pushing him down to the soft grass floor, straddling his legs as she sat on top.

“I don’t wish to be caught out,” she admitted, staring down at him.

“Ah, Cass. We’re out here so you can make all the noise you want. I promise, no one’s gunna hear you.”

It was easy to see his grin in the dim, moonlit space. Cassandra wanted to kiss it. Varric’s hands ran up and down her arms. The warmth of his touch was both calming and invigorating; Cassandra’s heart pounded in her chest, the steady beat felt clearly between her thighs as well. He had a point. They were far from camp. What was the point in sneaking off if they couldn’t enjoy it?

Cassandra bent forward and cupped his jaw, pouring all of her desire into a searing kiss, tongues dancing delicately, breaths shared gratefully. All the secrecy, the careful planning and patience was paying off. They were finally together after days of traveling.

Varric guided her shirt over her back. She raised her arms and let him pull up as far as he could before she finished the process herself, crumpling the fabric into a ball and tossing it to the corner. She dove back to his mouth and rough palms raced up over her bare back, tracing her spine. Cassandra moved her hips, rutting into him hastily. He chuckled, saying something smart about ‘eagerness’ until she grabbed him where she’d been pressing. Varric groaned, dropping his head back completely as she weaseled open his stays with one hand.

Cassandra scooted backwards on her knees, peeling off his breeches as she went. Varric spoke incoherently, praising and begging all together in a rush of syllables. It was her turn to chuckle.

“It seems I am not the only eager one, Varric.” She took him in hand again, palm wrapped around the firm width of him. Giving his cock a few strokes, she dipped her head forward, mouth slightly open. She was close enough to touch with the dart of her tongue. Varric breathed heavy, hands creeping to grab onto her. She flicked her tongue, licking the tip of his cock. Hips shifted beneath her and Cassandra stilled him with her free hand.

“Don’t move,” she warned.

“Yea, Seeker. Whatever you want just–”

She took him in her mouth and Varric fell blessedly silent. She needed no instruction. Cassandra swirled her tongue around his girth, one hand gripped the base as she cherished the hot flesh. The first time she’d taken the position she’d grimaced, unclear how it could be anything other than degrading, but his utter abandon and heated moans had done absolutely wonderful things to her: gut clenching, fire in her veins. Cassandra squirmed, eager to take him elsewhere. She throbbed, a pulse of desire he had to have felt. Varric’s fingers threaded in her hair, knocking her braid free. It brushed her chest, tickling overly sensitive skin. She bobbed, twisting her palm around him as she sucked up and down his shaft.

She only wanted for more light. To see his eyes turn molten brown, watch them squeeze shut, overwhelmed by sensation. A few ragged breaths stuttered out as she grazed her teeth gently against him.

“Fuck. Get up here,” he begged.

Varric pulled at her shoulders, beneath her arms, as she moved forward. Their lips met again, pent-up passion flowing freely, hotly. Her hips snapped down, trapping his cock against her wetness. Her desire surged when his tongue chased her own. She wiggled against him, enticing him to move, to thrust inside her. After a few torturous passes he did, lifting and slipping inside in rapid succession, thrusting hard enough to make her gasp.

“Varric!” She laughed in surprise.

His hands locked on her sides, thumbs pressed into hipbones. He nipped her breast and she swore, pushing her palms flat against his broad chest. Her powerful legs engaged in warfare, dropping down and rising up again to tease him. The press of his thumbs was almost painful, and the hiss escaping between his teeth seemed it too. The slick, intoxicating glide served to ramp them both further up. Cassandra dug her fingertips into his skin, pushing aside the ‘v’ of his open tunic as she lowered herself down and up, again and again.

“Truce,” he said, prying up her fingers after the nails bit into his skin. “Rock into me, I want to feel you come.”

Heat flushed through her, suffused her chest and cheeks. Cassandra’s ears grew hot, and were no doubt red.  After all the times they’d made love, his words should have seemed normal, but they shocked her each time. She could never come up with something so… vulgar. At least not say it out loud.

“I’m making you blush, aren’t I?” He swept a knuckle against her cheek. She knocked it away.

“I thought dwarves could see in the dark?”

“It’s not like I can pull colors out of the dark. What I can see though…” He cupped her breasts, rolled her nipples with the calloused pad of his thumb. She arched into his touch.

“Come on,” he urged. “Ride me until you’re screaming, Seeker.”

“Varric,” she said, shocked again. Embarrassed again.

“What? You love it when I talk like this. That’s why I agreed to plod through the fucking woods after you. I would have been fine staying in the clean, dry tent instead of twigs poking my ass.”

She rolled her eyes. “You poor man.”

He offered no retort and Cassandra rewarded the good behavior with movement. She rode him, the press of their bodies rubbing against her swollen flesh. He grabbed her ass, helping her rock forward. Cassandra’s breath came faster as she felt the intangible flicker of pleasure begin to build. She dipped her forehead to his, braid falling between them, and closed her eyes in order to concentrate, solely on sensation. His hard cock inside of her, the tight squeeze, the fullness and slickness between her legs, the sound of sex. She whimpered, pleasure climbing to an impossible precipice. The fall would be great.

Varric grunted, swearing under his uneven breath. He tweaked a nipple and she keened, the dual sensations above and below meeting in her core and sparking a wildfire that rampaged through her body. It was so exquisite.

“I’m coming,” she shouted. Birds flew out of trees, hallas fled the scene. 

“Ah, sweet fuck, Cass.” He surged into her, coming at the same time, cock pulsing. Cassandra kissed him again, stealing his dirty curses before they could pop out and ruin the moment. He clutched her against his chest.

They laid together for a few moments after, in complete and total silence. The sounds of the woods surrounded them, wind rustling through leaves, night creatures creeping unseen, returning to their homes. Cassandra whispered against his neck, enjoying the privacy and intimacy their little cave provided.

“Should we – again? It may be some time before we can get away.”

She could feel Varric’s grin. “Nah, Seeker. Not here. My back’s killing me.”

Cassandra pursed her lips, about to protest, when he put a finger to them. “I’d rather take you back and do it all over again in camp. On a bedroll. Except then you’ll really have to try to keep both of us quiet.”

She shivered and her insides squirmed at the idea. It would be almost impossible, an insurmountable challenge, but she never backed down from those before. Maybe a little risk was worth it. They’d come this far without anyone knowing after all.

“I think I’d like that, Varric. More than I should admit.”

I know elves are supposedly good at seeing in the dark (or is that a carried away hc?), but shouldn’t dwarves be too? 

[captainreverie]

aaay babeh missions over letz boogie!

quiet dance on the balcony MY ASS

[Rev’s DA Worldscape] x Toy story 3

[w-h-4-t]

Tresspassers fun bc Varric still bullshits Cass over and over again

Cassandra: *congratulates the Inquisitor on marriage*

Inquisitor: You seem to know more than me. Here, take this fuckin Ring of Cunning and ask Josie to marry me.

Cassandra: I-

Inquisitor: FINISH WHAT YOU STARTED, SEEKER!!!

[catalystcrisis]

I’m always ecstatic whenever I inspire other creators to make something! Please check out @myrddinderwydd’s Varric x Cass fic! It’s rated M so bring your love of spice!

The Randy Dowager - Varric Edition!

“What happens now that I’m the smutty literature, Seeker?” - Varric. 

This was entirely too much fun to make! I took some liberties with his portrayal but I like to think he’d approve of the overall style considering the Quarterly’s reputation. 

This font can be a bit difficult to read, so the text is included below the cut!

Keep reading

[sapphim]

varric x cassandra? i used to ship the hell out of it when dai first came out but now i don't like cass as much so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

gdhdjkd as long as we're being honest I may as well admit that I made and posted this meme when some varric/cass shippers got ahold of a post I made once

I just don't see it lol

(send me a ship and I’ll give you my brutally honest opinion on it)

[cassandrapentayaaaaas]

A bi-annual Wicked Grace game at the Tethraghast house, wherein Varric takes his guests for everything they have, while his kids pick up some choice Tevene and Qunlat swears.

You can totally reblog, and big thanks for taking the time to look at my scribbles!

[abelas]

dragon age for the fandom ask!

oh thank you so much cass!!!

the character i least understand

probably oghren! i don't like or understand him very much

interactions i enjoyed the most

any interaction with shale from origins!! shale is one of my favourite characters and pretty much the only one to make me laugh out loud

the character who scares me the most

i don't really have a character that 'scares' me? i suppose tamlen's blight form was really creepy. and any broodmother is creepy too but no one really scared me

the character who is mostly like me

ykno what i wanted to say alistair but maybe its more like morrigan lmfao

hottest looks character

vivienne! morrigan and dorian too

one thing i dislike about my fave character

i have a few but dorian came to mind - him being so flippant sometimes can be annoying (it's something i do love about him most times, but in a really serious moment its >:\)

one thing i like about my hated character

ooof. im sorry i dont think theres any likable things about oghren or cullen

a quote or scene that haunts me

that scene from origins with the singing in the deep roads... with branka! super creepy (also broodmothers lmfao)

a death that left me indifferent

stroud! i didnt know anything about him and the game wanted me to be sad abt it? huh

a character i wish died but didn’t

bianca or cullen ajskdnsfjn

my ship that never sailed

varric x hawke... cmon !!!!!!

send me a fandom and i'll tell you...

[blarrghe]

tried to answer @onionjuggler ‘s question re: Scout!Theo x Cass and then Tumblr did a weird and it deleted all my words. So! Theo Lavellan is @serphena ‘s inquisitor and Taren Lavellan’s adoptive brother. When he’s not an Inquisitor in his own universe, he’s a scout in Taren’s inquisition and still winds up falling into a cute little enemies-to-lovers relationship with Cassandra, this time with added You’ve Got Mail - style shenanigans (helped along by an incredibly amused Varric). I realised that this was basically done so I posted it on AO3!  Here is a snippet / summary: 

If she wrote a letter, Josephine could have Scout Harding find the appropriate soldier to send it to. The problem with this plan was that Cassandra was terrible at writing letters. So she went to the only person she could think of for help, and Varric sprang up at the opportunity to assist her in writing a very cordial letter to whomever it may concern. “Mystery Dad” Varric dubbed the target, eyes lighting up at the prospect of a new story, and he penned a letter that was supposed to thank him for his service, and offer him the opportunity to get to know her a little, as having trust for the person to whom his daughter had become attached seemed only proper. But Varric, being Varric, absolutely could not resist the romantic potential of setting up the Seeker with this elusive parent, and he subtly imbued her letter with more sweetness than was really characteristic of her personality. 

[amarmeme]

#8 for Cassaric CLEARLY ;)

Have I told you lately, that I love you? :P 

8. Someone straddling the other while they’re “trying to read” and slowly getting them to put the book away.

Cassandra reclined on the day lounge in Varric’s office, reading his latest issue of Swords & Shields for what amounted to possibly the tenth time in as many days. The Knight Captain was holding the traitor hostage, and though Cassandra knew exactly how it would end (the man would somehow, frustratingly, get away), she still bit her lip and flew through the words as if it was the first time. She could sense Varric looming close, bobbing in and out of sight in the corner of her eye.

“You’ve read that issue more times than my editor.” Varric’s voice was an annoyance – Cassandra batted him away with a hand without peeling her eyes from the text.

“If you didn’t have such obvious poor taste, maybe I’d pay you to look at this shit first instead. Andraste’s bleeding ass, no one else is buying it. I should just stop publishing it altogether – probably save some coin. And my reputation.”

Varric’s hands began to slide down Cassandra’s bare legs, starting at her bent knees and caressing down to inner thighs. She batted him away again, one hand balancing the open book, the other swatting ink-stained fingers from the line of her tunic – his tunic.

“You are supposed to be writing,” she accused.

“I was,” Varric said. “Up until I started thinking about fucking you.”

She peeked up from the paragraph she was on, mildly intrigued. “Oh?” His brown eyes were blown wide, a hopeful grin was plastered on his face. Varric pressed up against her bent legs, arousal fully evident. “You have been thinking a lot.” He gripped her knees and rocked into her.

“Open up, Cass, you’re not even on the good part.”

“How can you tell?” She let the book fall shut in her lap, thumb still trapped between the pages.  

“Oh, you get this red flush from here,” he trailed a finger over her collarbone, “up to here.” His hand caressed her cheek. “Hey there it is.” Cassandra felt the flush rise up in just the pattern he described.

Varric smiled so wide she wanted to smack him and kiss him both. It was a feeling she was intimately familiar with. As he brushed her cheek with a thumb, softly caressing over the long scar that marred her face, she gave in to her sentimental nature. Cassandra dropped the book, page marking long forgotten, and snapped open her knees to let him in.

Real life was far better than fiction.