#dorian is my bff

[thechildofmythal]

Cullen: *in his office in the morning, attaching his armor piece by piece*

Josephine, Dorian, Vivienne and Leliana: *enter*

Cullen: Uh, good morning? Have you heard of knocking?

Vivienne: Deepest apologies, my dear Commander, but we need to talk about the Orlesian dignitaries who are visiting later today.

Cullen: Can we talk about it a little later? I haven’t had breakfast yet. *fidgets nervously*

Josephine: It won’t take long, Commander.

Leliana: And besides we know you don’t eat breakfast. *eyes suspiciously*

Cullen: *furiously trying to think of something*

Vivienne: The good ambassador has told me that you have refused the dinner invitation and the request to show our guests the barracks.

Cullen: I honestly have work to do, and have no time to be parading around nobles.

Dorian: Do you hear something weird?

Cullen: All I hear is the open door behind you.

Vivienne: But these nobles have deep interest in warfare and you made quite the impact on them at the Winter Palace!

Josephine: And they could be persuaded into sponsoring - I hear something too. Is there a bird upstairs? We really should renovate your roof, Commander.

Leliana: No that is the sound of water. Is someone using your privy upstairs, Commander? *eyebrow lift*

Dorian: *smug grin*

Cullen: *blush* I, uh, I’m sure you’re just hearing noise from outside.

Upstairs: *sound of door opening, steps on the floor, rummaging*

Cullen: *urgently* You know we could continue this discussion at your office, Josephine?

Upstairs: Did you say something, vhenan?

Josephine, Dorian, Vivienne and Leliana: *look at each other and then at Cullen*

Cullen: *covers his face with his hand* No.

Upstairs: No? Well I know you’re not much of a morning person, so fine. Have you seen my trousers?

Vivienne: *about to say something*

Leliana: *stabs Vivienne with her elbow to shut her up*

Dorian: *delighted grin*

Josephine: *having the time of her life*

Cullen: *kicks said trousers from the floor to behind his desk* I don’t know but I definitely think you should stay upstairs for a bit longer.

Upstairs: Oh are you coming back up here? Did you change your mind, Mr. ”I can’t possibly go again yet?”

Cullen: No, no!

Upstairs: Well I suppose twice last night and once this morning is quite a lot.

Dorian: *silent applaud at Cullen*

The ladies: *looking at Cullen from head to toe with very approving nods*

Cullen: Maker’s breath, you’ll be the death of me.

Inquisitor: *slides down the ladder in a flurry of bare legs, wearing no trousers*

Vivienne: Good morning, your worship.

Josephine: I hope you had an invigorating night.

Leliana: And an energising morning.

Dorian: How many times was it for you?

Cullen: Never you mind. *throws the Inquisitor her trousers*

Inquisitor: Six. *catches trousers*

Cullen: *groans and facepalms*

Leliana: Nothing to be embarrassed about, Commander!

Josephine: Six? And three? That’s… amazing.

Dorian: Hell yes it is. *offer to high five with Cullen, switches to the Inquisitor when he doesn’t*

Inquisitor: *high fives Dorian and pulls on trousers* You know you could have said there was someone here.

Cullen: I tried to tell you not to come downstairs.

Inquisitor: Oh I did come downstairs, that was the first one of six, remember?

Cullen: *mortified*

Dorian: *absolutely pissing his pants*

Inquisitor: Anyway, I’ll let you talk about whatever you’re here for.

Vivienne: Oh we wanted to talk to you about the visiting dignitaries too-

Inquisitor: See you in the evening, Cullen, byeee *flees through the open door*

Cullen: I knew everything was going too well for me.

Josephine and Vivienne: *proceed to bombard Cullen with boring questions and duties*

Leliana and Dorian: *continue to insert a lot of double entendres*

[thechildofmythal]

Yup, this.

I love that Cullen and Dorian seem to have a friendship or at least a friendly acquaintanceship going on since Dorian is my Lavellan’s bff and Cullen is her mans

[manic-maddie]

Dorian is her friend and most trusted confidant.

[merciawintersageposting]

need my bestie back so we can chant 🎶 your makeup looks terrible🎶 at solas when he tries to monologue

[diamondcitydarlin]

MY ROTTEN SOLDIER MY SWEET CHEESE MY GOOD TIME BOI?!?!?!

[chialattea]

My Inky pre-conclave + some doodles hehe

[tortoise-teapot]

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[reverieprince]

what if there were guys in a room

[jacklyn-flynn]

Almost three years ago, @charlatron wrote the incredible Fire & Blood in which she borrowed my HoF and her murder husband for some shameless fun with Olivia. From there, they kind of took off all on their own! They became BFF's, are canonically now in the same world state and there have been a couple of installments since. I wrote Surprise Visit for her that same year for Christmas and we both created Letters From the Warden as Olivia and Briall writing each to other. I decided to make another chapter for her birthday this year! (I was so close to getting it to you on your actual birthday, sorry! Turns out there was more to get out of my head and onto paper than I thought there was.) As is fitting for a slutty adventure of Olivia Trevelyan, it is spicy as heck with a bunch of fluff. Under the cut is a little teaser and you can read Easy, along with the other pieces of the story, on AO3!

"Honestly, I’m glad you’re here to take your painful friend off my hands. If you’d been much longer, I think she would have killed me.”

Briall frowned. “What do you mean?” 

Leaning back against his desk, Alistair grinned. “She’s absolutely insatiable.” Though Briall’s eyes widened in surprise, he didn’t seem to catch on to what he’d said. “I thought I’d be nice and have her join me for dinner. She had a ton of questions about you and I was happy to regale her with stories. You know, talking you up.” 

She let out a relieved huff and shook her head at his child-like enthusiasm. 

“Like an idiot I broke out some of the nice wine and let the woman get me absolutely blitzed. Apparently the quality of my stories is directly correlated to my level of drunkenness. To be fair, she over-indulged too but she didn’t have to entertain a bunch of haughty Orlesian nobles the next morning, pretending that the world wasn’t as loud and spinny as it was.” He saw her stifle a laugh and grinned. “She can drink like Oghren but smells significantly better.” 

“I thought you meant you didn’t like her,” Briall admitted.

“Nah, she’s a hoot. We both adore you, how could I not like her?” 

“Oh, shut up,” Briall muttered, feeling her cheeks flush. 

He crossed his arms over his chest. “So, sharing a room, huh? In the ‘spicy’ wing no less. I knew Zev was a bad influence.”

[rhbrand]

“I'm here to set things right. Also? To look dashing. That part's less difficult.” Dorian Pavus

My sassy BFF for my Inquisitor

[royal-elfroots]

Currently playing Tresspasser and as soon as I read that codex I felt it in my heart that that's when my Lavellan knew. She already suspected he was the agent, maybe hoped, but that codex entry sealed the deal. She knew he wasn't the agent, she knew he was Fen'Harel himself. (and she fucking lost her mind)

"The Treachery of the Wolf" The pages of this book warn of a terrible danger.

(uncropped below the cut)

[thechildofmythal]

I’ve been writing a scene with the Inquisitor and Cullen, where things are getting a bit steamy but they’re interrupted. Again. Oh the pining, the yearning, the frustration! It’s not done yet, but I wrote this silly thing instead. Insert here a picture of the Inquisitor and her team, with Inky wearing a t-shirt that says I’m with these idiots.

Foul language sex talk warning. It funny, tho, not smutty!

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[ The Inquisitor and her team, namely Dorian, Sera and Varric, are riding on their horses out of Skyhold for an urgent, important mission. ]

Dorian: How come you’re looking so hot and bothered this fine morning? Are you anxious about the mission?

Inquisitor: No, it’s not that. I know I should worry about our success, but my mind is a bit… preoccupied today. I’m sorry.

Dorian: What is it? Have you had a row with your dear Commander?

Inquisitor: No, we didn’t fight… almost the opposite.

Dorian: Almost?

Inquisitor: *frustrated sigh*

Dorian: Are you telling me you still haven’t…?

Inquisitor: No. *groan* It was so close to getting steamy last night too, but we were interrupted by messengers again.

Dorian: Just lock the door and tell the messengers to leg it?

Inquisitor: I would have but we were expecting news about this mission, which they of course had, and we really can’t afford to mess this one up.

Dorian: Maker. He’s been courting you for so long that Commander Blue Balls should fuck you on the altar and marry you when you’re done.

Inquisitor: Dorian! You’re being awful!

Sera: Commander Blue Balls. *snickers*

Dorian: I mean - what, he has single handedly saved you from freezing to death and carried you to safety like an actual fairytale hero? He has taken you to a date to some back water place -

Sera: And didn’t fuck you there either.

Dorian: - had you coddle him in his withdrawal hallucinations -

Sera: Bet he hallucinated the clothes off of you.

Dorian: - danced with you at the Winter Palace like an actual fairytale prince this time -

Sera: Isn’t the reason to do something like that to get into the lady’s panties? What’s the point otherwise?

Inquisitor: Romance, Sera, have you heard of it?

Sera: Sex is kinda romantic.

Dorian: - and you’ve been making out in like every corner of Skyhold by now!

Inquisitor: We have not!

Dorian: It’s alright, darling. You’ve been seen all over the place. I hear the messengers and soldiers have a running bet on the next place they spot you.

Sera: Imagine if he’s awful in bed after all this time. What if he has a real small weewee?

Dorian: *snorts* He’s not small. I’ve seen that schlong bulging in his trouser leg when he’s been in the training grounds. What? Just me? Ah, Lavellan, look at you blush. You know the schlong I’m talking about!

Inquisitor: I can’t believe we’re talking about the Inquisition’s Commander’s…

Sera: Mighty sword!

Dorian: Long lance!

Sera: Polished pike!

Dorian: Girthy rod!

(Varric in the background: I need to write these down. )

Sera: Spear of sexytimes!

Dorian: Dick.

Sera: Cock.

Inquisitor: You two done yet?

Sera: For now. I’ll get back to you.

Inquisitor: No need. Really.

Sera: Oh but you do need at least some of that nasty ol’ Templar romping! It’s no good being frustrated all the time!

Dorian: She’s not wrong, Lavellan. You’re woefully unsatisfied today. You might make some dreadful decisions while you’re so distracted.

Sera: Hehhehe. Lavellan the Lustful leading us lost.

Inquisitor: You’re a real poet, Sera.

Sera: Thank you. Watch out, horsie, she might like the saddle too much today. Slippery riding this morning!

Inquisitor: I’m done telling you guys anything about my personal life.

[jason-todd-is-a-real-mood]

Ok so dragon age veilgard so far I am at the part spoiler where I the warden were attack by the arch demon now dead so no spoil my opinions so far :

I like the interaction between the companions, and even that some of them don’t like each other (for now because I’m going to make you like each other nothing but good vibe on my base !)

RIP sera you would have loved Taash

The Artistic choices grew on me quickly. It is far better in game than in character design

Lucanis please please please just flirt back would you ?

DORIAN MY MAN MY BFF MY BEST BOY TGE ONLY POLITICIAN I RESPECT !!!

I quite like Rook interaction and reaction

THE ANTIVAN CROWS FINALLY

Negative point

So far I’m kind of disappointed about the consequences of the previous games. Like in inquisition they were changes in the story depending on your choices in the previous games. And Inquisition brought a loooooot of changes in thedas but so far I don’t see them like depending on my choices :

morigan ? Where’s your (“arch demon?”) son and your husband ? My warden was alive and as far as we know he is suppose to follow a lead on the call and blight ? Because I would need help on that front.

Who is the divine ? The mages are supposed to have a college now but there is no mention of it ? Isn’t Solas supposed to have kind of like an army of elves and spy after the dlc ? Why aren’t they helping ?

What happened to zevran killing crows so much it actually is a bother to the organisation?

SERA IRON BULL COLE MY LOVES SHOW ME A SIGN !!!

I would like rook to be able to react more during the companions banter like in inquisition

[danikamariewrites]

Hey I was wondering if you could one where reader is like a teen and was an assaying along with Aelin but she was younger. Then years later she finds Aelin along with Lysandra again and they take her under their wing like older sisters :)

Sisters

Aelin x Lysandra x bff!reader

Notes: I kinda hate the nickname but I literally could not think of anything else for the life of me but I did laugh at it when I reread it

Warnings: none

“Be brave, short stack. I’ll be back for you soon.” That was the last thing Celeana said to you before she was sent to Endovier.

Lysandra kept you company for a while. But without Celeana or Sam living with you the Keep became a dangerous place. Others had it out for you, wanting to take Celeana’s spot as Arrobyn’s favorite before you could.

Four months after Celeana was taken you ran in the middle of the night. You didn’t go far. More like you couldn’t afford to. So you settled in a small village outside of Rifthold.

The day the glass castle shattered you felt a pull to go back to the city.

That’s when you saw them. You could never forget those blonde locks as Celeana, now her true self, tell the people of Rifthold the king was dead. Lysandra prowling behind her in snow leopard form. Even from the rooftop you were perched on you could see your best friends piercing emerald eyes.

Sliding down the pipes on the side of the building you let go a few feet before you hit the ground. Landing hard you break out into a sprint towards the castle. Your heart pounding against your ribs. The same thought ringing in your head, MY FRIENDS ARE ALIVE!

In the chaos of the aftermath you dodge the guards and remnants of glass scattered on the lawn. Once inside the castle you look around at the grandness of the structure. You’d never see the inside before. You and Celeana had spent many nights on her balcony at the Assassins Keep staring at the glittering behemoth that loomed over Rifthold. Wondering what it would be like to walk the glass halls or attempting to woo Prince Dorian.

You had no idea where to go. Which hall to go down.

The decision was made for you as a seven foot male stomped down the main hall. A disgusted and angry scowl pulling at his face. His front covered in black goo that you did not want know anything about. The male audibly growled as he passed you, not sparing you a glance.

Watching him leave through the open front doors you composed yourself, heading in the direction the mysterious male came from.

As you approached an open door you heard laughter and sarcastic tones. Aelin’s voice had you choked up, tears blurring your vision. Lysandra’s soft but alluring inflection filling your chest with a familiar warmth.

Making your way through the main room on silent feet you spot them through the open bedroom door. A large fae male sitting next to the bed the girls were on. Stopping in the doorway you take in the scene of your old friends. Your sisters.

The male notices you first. His head whipping toward you, an apprehensive look on his face. “Rowan?” Aelin asks before looking at what's caught his attention.

Aelin and Lysandra’s jaws drop. Tears springing to their eyes as they take you in. “Look at you.” Lysandra breathed out. A wet laugh leaves your lips as you take a tentative step forward. Weary of the male watching your every move.

The girls leap from the bed, pulling you into the tightest group hug. All three of you burst into tears before you can even get any words out.

Breaking apart you wipe the tears away from your cheeks. A big smile pullign at your lips. Lysandra cradles your cheeks in her soft hands. "You look so grown up," she coos, still weeping.

You laugh softly, "It's only been a year, Lys."

Aelin shakes her head, a matching smile on her bright face. "A year is long time in our lives, short stack." You groan at her nickname for you. "I thought you'd forgotten about that."

Her smile turns into a shit eating grin. "Never in a million years short stack."

The male standing next to the bed clears his throat. "Would you like to tell me who this is?" He raises a silver brow at the three of you, staring Aelin down.

Aelin takes your hand pulling you over to him. "Y/n, this is Rowan. My mate." She states proudly. That beaming smile back on her lips. "Rowan, this is Y/n. My little 'sister'."

Rowan looked taken aback for a moment. "Not her real sister," you clarify. "We were raised in that wretched Keep together." You hold your hand out for Rowan to shake. He gives you a loving look, reaching to pull you in for a hug.

"It's wonderful to meet you." You hug the male back. Feeling like you've found your home again.

[tamalesnsuch]

Thanks for the tag! Here are mine and who they romanced bc I am a nerd.

Magdalena Brosca (Zevran), Mae Hawke (Fenris), Dhea Lavellan (Solas) and Calliope Shepard (Garrus).

I am tagging anyone that wants to share their characters from their playthroughs.

picrew funsies! starting tsurin tabris, ludte hawke, belluel trevelyan, sorrow shepard/cousland, and with bonus bethany hawke. tagged by @heniareth, and tagging @tamalesnsuch, @autobot-scout-riella, and @autistic-council-spectre

[emmg]

My very own stupid Inquisitor tag game

I wanna know about yalls quizzies. I already love my new child to be, Rook, by my Inquisitor, my Ellana, will always hold a special place in my heart, at the forefront of all others. So before Rook overtakes tumblr I wanna know silly things about your inquisitors

1. Their reaction to the Evanuris (fangirl/sigh/show them the middle finger/blink because they have no idea who they even are??/ask if evanuris is a new gluten free diet/suggest a ghilan’nain-elgar’nan-themselves 3sum because hot shit when will they ever get an opportunity like that again)

2. How are they saying hi to Solas (punch/kiss/hiss/once again—middle finger/offer him a stylish hat??)

3. What’s their go-to reaction when Cassandra Allegra Portia Calogera Filomena Pentaghast recommends them a book?

4. What did they do at the Winter Palace? No like really. Hook up? Get drunk and chat with the golden nug? Egg on every noble?

5. This is very important—did they have the ugly Qunari Par Vollen bed in their quarters and if not why did they make the wrong choice? (lmao I love that bed, so stupid)

6. Who is their bff?

7. What have they been up to in the 10 years between Inquisition and Veilguard?

8. The most important question: how do they plan to annoy Solas in Veilguard?

I’m tagging some babes off the top of my head but I want anyone and everyone to do it lol @lafaiette @mindtrove @hallahart @merciawintersageposting @postcardsfromheapside @thessaralka

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As for my Ellana:

1. She becomes the Ben Affleck smoking meme at the sight of Ghilan’nain and Elgar’nan.

2. Middle finger. Some shouting. She’s a bitch, she’s always had a bad temper, she’s not holding back. She’s also jumping his bones right after.

3. She yells VAAAARRRIIIIIIIC and Cassandra immediately regrets sharing anything with her

4. She got like so drunk, made cursed jokes at Solas, probably tried sliding a hand down his pants, hanged around the golden nug for way too long, and spent the night with Dorian annoying Blackwall

5. The Par Vollen bed is the only correct answer

6. Dorian, always and only Dorian. They are in a codependent friendship and are the most toxic bff couple. They make fun of everyone and are regularly not invited to parties because they are so sarcastic and toxic and can’t stop snickering and judging. It’s a beautiful friendship

7. Probably went back to her clan for a while to settle some stuff and then moved to Minrathous to live with Dorian and do some behind the scenes politicking

8. She is going to ask him about the hair he no longer has. A lot. A whole lot