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[sxrensxngwrites]

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

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

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

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

CULLEN:

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

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

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

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

DORIAN:

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

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

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

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

THE IRON BULL:

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

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

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

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

PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE

[officialzevran]

hmm something something emmrich's streak of black hair something something young apprentice dorian pavus' streak of gray hair something something

[the-second-moon]

behold my beloved new child, catreus auratus hawke. "cat" to his parents. "rook" to everyone else. fake surname "mercar" for stealth.

(i.e., an attempt to craft a baby who somehow sprang from dorian and default male hawke. how does that work? magic. don't worry about it.)

i've only played the very start of da:tv..... twice, as it melted my old computer's insides on my first go........

so catreus is my second rook attempt, and he has enriched my experience in several ways:

after getting himself in trouble at home, "go stay with uncle varric until the heat on you dies down" makes a lot of sense for a baby hawke

my imagined "i get to hang out with uncle varric!" dynamic makes the opening part pretty cute :)

also "rook" really tracks as a varric nickname for a baby hawke, especially if his other dad saddled him with a pretentious tevinter name. you know varric's not saying all those syllables.

(ok look. listen. the chess piece explanation is a double meaning and/or just a clever varric obfuscation of the link to cat's famous dad. don't @ me.)

anyway i'm still very much processing how i feel about this game but i'm quite pleased with my son boy

[sketchyelvenasss]

Rhys isn’t a big cryer. He used to a lot when he got angry, but it’s been better now that he’s got a better handle on his emotions

But he still cried when he met with Lyvius in the Cobbled Swan. No one else there mattered to him, it might as well have been just the two of them there. Though when Rhys started to get really emotional Gilleon pulled Morrigan and the others to the far side of the tavern to let the two talk more privately.

He cried as he apologized for not being here for the dragon attack. Lyvius had returned after being called to aid the south, to parts of their city in ruin and Venatori in seats of power running unchecked and it was his fault.

He admitted he was trying his best, both him and Gil, but Rhys was so scared because he felt he was drowning despite their efforts. How right Lyvius had been trying to convince him to not get involved those months ago that now felt like a lifetime.

Lyvius listened at first and when Rhys stopped with wet eyes on him looking lost, Lyvius hugged him. “It’s alright.” He whispered in elvish like he used to when Rhys had woken up from a nightmare. “You and your team are here ready to keep going no matter what they may face, and that’s what we need. That fear will keep you grounded so long as you don’t allow it to consume you.”

“Trust in your friends, in Dorian, in me. Find an anchor to cling to if the tide gets too strong. I know you can do this, Rhys. Unfortunately that doesn’t mean it will be easy.”

A meeting far too short, but it definitely helped Rhys step back from the abyss of panic and despair.

[iamnotyourgodsherald]

*Dorian getting home after traveling from Skyhold, sad from being away from Gerehal*

Servant: Sir! There a strange man in your bedroom! He refuses to leave!

*Dorian rushes upstairs, ready to fuck a bitch up and opens the door to see Gerehal shirtless, getting his pants off.”

Dorian: …

Gerehal: …

Dorian: …

Gerehal: Can you help me undo my braids?

Dorian: *ANGRY AND CONCERNED TEVENE*

[vividblaze]

Inquisitor's post-Trespasser adventures living as a wandering hobo in Tevinter.

[invinciblerodent]

Excerpts from the collected correspondence of Magister Dorian Pavus:

Five selected letters sent by the Magister's sweetheart, dated 9:43-9:47 Dragon

(In other words, fuck it, it's self-indulgent fictional love letter time!)

9:43 Dragon, Skyhold

Dear Dorian,

The manuals on writing love letters (which you’ll no doubt be amused to hear that yes, I have consulted) appear all to assume a degree of unfamiliarity, for a first letter exchanged. They -understandably- suppose the recipient to be merely a would-be lover, an enticing stranger, and instruct the lovesick not to add too much honey to their words, lest it makes the language cloying, nauseating.

None speak of the plight of longtime lovers who must now substitute paper for presence, and ink for caress.

Therefore, I say sod them- if I am to set a precedent, I shall pour as much honey into each word as I bloody well can, until merely unfurling the envelope is enough to make your teeth ache.

I shall be committing my touch to words, and preserving my kisses in writing so that they may survive their journey to you... admittedly cursing that only written kisses may reach you for the moment.

I make no promises I intend not to keep- so, I only promise that upon your return, I shall make up for lost time tenfold, and kiss you a hundred, a thousand times, with passion ardent and bright, with desire gnawing and urgent, with tenderness sweet and lasting.

Somewhat over-sentimentally yours,

R.

9:44 Dragon, Skyhold

My dearest,

A short one today, for only a small memory, innocent and sweet, ails me right now- no more than a look exchanged.

I wonder if you remember too this one, simple evening, when you were sat on the loveseat in our quarters (mine alone then, I suppose, though I never did think of them as such, they became home only with you in them) as I sat at this very same desk, and I looked up to steal a glance of your form illuminated by the fireplace, only to find your eyes already on me.

You smiled briefly before returning to your book, and I tried not to stare, then. To not let myself be dazzled by you. Easier a feat to tell the wind not to blow, to tell the tides not to turn.

In my loneliest dreams, I return to moments such as that. To simply holding your hand. To resting in your arms. To basking in the warmth of your presence.

That is all I crave, for the moment.

In devotion,

R.

9:45 Dragon, Kirkwall

D.,

I’ve my suspicions that this letter will arrive to the Imperium quite a bit before you do, as I am writing this on the docks, just after having watched your ship disappear beyond the horizon once more.

When I was a boy, my instructors always insisted that I have a clear purpose before drafting a letter- that I know what I wish to achieve, what idea my words are to serve, before the quill would ever as much as approach the paper. But right now, a silence as the one between lightning and thunder has befallen me. I can think of no words, other than how as soon as you slipped from my embrace, the morning breeze got colder, and the color, as if it had been sapped from the very air, drained from the world the moment you left my sight.

When, I wonder, will I see you again? When will color return to the seas, the skies, and when will warmth return to my aching heart?

Please write soon.

With yearning (though only slightly pathetically),

R.

9:46 Dragon, Kirkwall

My love,

Lately, as we approach five wondrous years together, I have found myself reminiscing to the first time we met- how naturally I was smitten with you, as much with your quick wit and brilliant mind as with your prowess in battle; how affection flowed native as water from my heart to yours. How, in remembrance, it feels now as if I had known you in that singular moment of recognition: as if I had known then that I would never again not feel the mark you had left on me.

Feel, my love, if you will, the texture of the paper. Trace how my hand carved love into the surface, like you had carved yourself into my heart eternal- in the months away from you, I have done so many times, with the many precious notes that you had sent me.

Much as I prefer the immediacy of the crystal and the velvet of your voice, I do feel that there is something quite inimitable, in the intimacy of the written word. In the knowledge that something that had touched me, is now touching you: how even just the path of your hand, as it rounds the curves of my name, is enough to entice and arouse me… But whatever could I think about, if not your clever, elegant fingers, as I read your words, over, and over, and over again, until you return to my arms?

With all my love,

R.

4:47 Dragon, Minrathous

Treasure,

On mornings such as this, lovesick fool as I have always been, I find myself pondering this one name of affection that I have given unthinkingly to you, so many years ago- and how it, simple as it is, still brings me such tremendous joy each time I’m allowed to say it.

It’d be easy to assume I mean it as a slight, as if you were merely a possession, a pretty trinket, but that would be an unforgivable cheapening of the meaning with which I speak it- of how it is but the common tongue's poor impression of how immeasurably precious you are to me.

Quite fitting, don't you think? Treasure.

Each time I say it, I can't help but recall those splendid, quiet evenings perfumed with crystal grace that we had spent walking the gardens many years ago, your fingers slipping perfect into the spaces between mine... the caress of your lips, as I whispered love into the softest kiss. Once, when we knew not what the future might bring. When we knew not the bliss of today, the bliss of your handsome smile being the very first thing my eyes behold upon waking.

... Except today, I suppose, because you left in such a hurry this morning that not only did you neglect to kiss me goodbye (awful rude of you), you also left the documents you meant to take to Magister Laevinus behind.

Worry not, I’ve enclosed them in this envelope, and Syl, that sweet girl, even managed to resist smirking too knowingly when I asked her to please hurry this to you. (You ought give her a raise, the girl is a Maker-sent delight.)

I'm sure you'll think of ways to thank me for my wonderful insight and caring attention later tonight, with just the two of us.

Ever yours, in joyous wonder,

R.

[perkeleen-lavellan]

Dorian has been doing shit like, idk some fancy magic martial arts that involves swords and spears and shit because he's rich and from Tevinter and over there that's the equivalent of like, fencing or kendo. That was when he was younger and it was something his parents made him do that he probably wasn't that into but it was one of those things all the boys of his status did at that age. And maybe it wasn't that bad, maybe it could be fun even, but eventually his own interests overtook that hobby, when he no longer cared about pleasing his parents as much. He'd won his trophies and he was never gonna become the next master of magic spear dancing, nor had that ever been the intention.

So he knows how to fight, out of necessity. But he also has shit stamina, he sits a lot and has neck pain from hunching over books, his eyesight is probably on its way to ruin because he won't stop reading in the middle of the night with garbage candle light. He's flexible ala his magic martial arts hobby and strong enough thanks to that but he has a belly. He likes alcohol and treats and used to party a lot. Then he got depressed. Do you know what depression does to your health?

And he is definitely not hairless, lol. Maybe he gets rid of his chest hair or something Idk his grooming preferences, but that in-game baby smooth look is not him.

Dorian takes care of his looks because of course he does, but he's not like some dehydrated gym bro on a movie or a modeling set.

You know what I'll say it. Dorian being shredded to me is STUPID. Sure maybe he's fit. We do a lot of hiking. But him being not only carved but HAIRLESS? stupid. That's a lie. These are lies to me. This guy does nothing but nerd shit his whole life. He's doesn't like. Have a job. He eats whatever he wants. He complains when it is cold and he complains when it is hot and he hates sand and the ocean and snow and rocks. I think this man has the constitution and stamina of a soggy bowl of cereal.

[scarfacemarston]

Pride Month Requests!

My specialties are character x reader mainly because I've never received requests for ships and I'm not experienced in it! If you don't see a character, I can still likely write it. For male characters it will be MLM Reader x character and WLW for female characters. (Trans characters hcs and readers always included. Edit: Non Binary and gender neutral also welcome!) Reblogs appreciated! SFW preferred.

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader Steve Rogers x Reader

Natasha Romanoff x Reader Yelena Belova x Reader Peggy Carter x Reader Arthur Morgan x Reader John Marston x Reader Anakin Skywalker x Reader Obi-Wan Kenobi x Reader

Hawke x Fenris Hawke x Isabela Hawke x Merill Dorian Pavus x Inquisitor Cullen Rutherford x Inquisitor Cassandra x Inquisitor Leliana x Warden

More by Request!

[hrodvitnon]

On Godzilla's voice, cuz I've seen a few people weigh in on it:

I do like the Kratos idea. Fits very well and I hadn't actually heard that as his headcanon voice before. I've actually heard and had this exact conversation a lot with people lol, so here's some other ones I've heard as well as my own personal HC for this.

Surprisingly, I've heard Iron Bull more for Goji than I have Kong. Granted, in the same breath I've also heard Ramon Tikaram (voice of Godrick in Elden Ring, Ramattra in Overwatch, someone from FF16 who's name I can't remember and doesn't show up on IMDB, and most importantly Dorian Pavus from DA:I) as Ichi's voice. I actually really vibe with Ichi sounding like Dorian just because I think it's funny, but yeah I can also see why you'd have him sounding much more menacing having written Abraxas. Also the implication of Goji being Bull and Ichi being Dorian is equally funny to me.

A long time ago someone made the connection between Mothra and Aerith from FF7 and that has lived in my head rent free for so long that I can never unhear it. Had a brief period when I thought of Goji sounding like Cloud, eventually abandoned that for my actual HC in the next paragraph.

The voice I personally hear him with is Daisuke Tsuji's Jin Sakai from Ghost of Tsushima. Someone (I think it was Dougherty, can't remember exactly tho) once described Legendary Goji's personality as 'The Last Samurai' archetype, and I guess that really stuck with me when I played Tsushima. Jin's just general- everything- in that game reminds me of Goji a lot. He's protecting his domain from those that seek to conquer it or do it harm, calm and stoic with rare bursts of emotion, can occasionally be snarky or humorous with people he trusts, etc. Idk he just really does it for me lol.

(just now checking his imdb and realizing he also voiced Scorpion in the newest mortal kombat and a fortnite character lmfao)

Y'know, I've only ever heard the Japanese dub for Ghost of Tsushima (I keep forgetting there's an English dub), but I'd say Jin's Japanese VA might be good for Goji as well. I wanna say Gareth Edwards was the one who made the samurai comparison? It feels appropriate considering Goji was characterized as old and tired in 2014.

...Aaaaaand now I'm picturing a gijinka Ichi trying to grow out some facial hair appropriate of his Kingly Status and ends up with Dorian's silly hipster 'stache and nobody takes him seriously because of it. (Ni gets mutton chops and San a goatee; they only have a full beard if they're in one body.)

"TAKE ME SERIOUSLY, DAMMIT!"

"Uh-oh! Look out, guys, Hipster McObscure from the 2010s is mad about the mainstream! He's gonna wear a scarf ironically because it's warm outside!"

"I'M TRYING TO GO FOR CAREY ELWES CIRCA ROBIN HOOD: MEN IN TIGHTS! I DON'T KNOW WHY I HAVE A CURLY MUSTACHE!!"

[thorinoakenbutt]

I'm looking forward to finding out more of what's gone on in the last decade in-world for multiple reasons, not least of all so I can tweak and break canon to fit my other characters' stories.

I'm not expecting Warden news, but hopefully Risa's found that cure since the clock is ticking. I also hc that Orzammar has been putting pressure on the Fereldan throne since the end of the Fifth Blight for a marriage alliance between their ruling families. The reestablished princess is one of King Alistair's advisors (and not so secret lover) anyway, so why would they pass up the opportunity for lucrative trade agreements with Orzammar? Sure, they still need an heir but dwarves have long memories.

Catelyn and Anders (and Justice) meanwhile have three children (twins Bethann and Bianca, then little Leander) and hopefully are living the quiet life on a farm somewhere in the Free Marches with twenty cats and an old mabari. Uncle Carver visits frequently. They deserve a break after everything, though they have opened a clinic in the village they settled in.

I've avoided thinking too much about Revas post-DAI since we initially weren't sure how long it's been between then and Veilguard, but I'd like for him to have succeeded his aunt as Keeper of Clan Lavellan in the ten year gap. Since the Inquisition is technically disbanded, he mostly keeps to Wycome and Kirkwall, visiting Dorian when he can. He's also fathered two children (to provide House Pavus heirs but also to fulfill a self-imposed duty to the Dalish) named Melia and Trahearne. Even with his newfound duties as Keeper and father, he hasn't abandoned the hunt for Solas and the other diplomatic connections he made in his time as Inquisitor.

And then Rook! I'm excited to see how Vergil will fit into the world.

[immortalmuses]

I wrote this drabble like a hundred years ago for a friend. Just stumbled upon it on my old blog and felt like reposting!  

Iron Bull and Dorian in the Modern!Verse (The Charger’s Bar)

          They’re not even past the second aisle in the supermarket when it starts.

          "What’s this?“ Iron Bull’s hand keeps reaching into the plastic basket slung on Dorian’s elbow, snatching things out as quickly as the younger man can put them in. Pavus just wants to read the ingredients on the new line of conditioners (all herbal, his perky little ass ) in peace, but he knows if he doesn’t answer, Bull will crowd him up against the display rack and get them kicked out of the store again. Sighing loudly, the mage turns to loft an eyebrow at his boyfriend.

          "Bull, I know you can read. It’s the same toothpaste we always get.”

        Bull makes a low, grumbling sound of displeasure. He’s directing his ire at the narrow tube of paste in his hand. “– No it isn’t. It’s citrus mint. What the fuck is citrus mint?”

          "It’s the new flavor" Dorian shrugs, turning back around as if that explained everything.

          Behind him, the Qunari grunts again, a sound in the negative. He tosses the tube back on the shelf and instead grabs a blocky rectangle to drop into the basket. “…This is better.”

          Looking down, Pavus swallows a sound of horror. Oh Hell No. “Bull, that’s baking soda!”

          "Yeah, and it works.“ Iron Bull replies, nonplussed by his lover’s theatrics.

          "It’s disgusting! We use that to de-odorize the fridge!”

          At this, Bull heaves a sigh loud enough to rival even Dorian’s broadcasted disgust. He begrudgingly pulls the baking soda (it is toothpaste, at least) from their basket and sets it back on the shelf. Dorian’s hand is creeping back towards the ‘new and improved citrus mint’ tube when the Qunari presents him with another brightly colored box.

          "– Fine.“ Bull replies, sounding far too pleased to not be getting his way. ”…But if we’re gonna get a new flavor, we should get this.“

          Dorian narrows his eyes, grabbing Bull’s wrist before he can drop his contribution into the basket. He lifts the Qunari’s hand and reads the label. ”…that’s– Bull, that’s bubblegum toothpaste. It’s for children!“

          "Bet it tastes good, though.” Bull hums, his eyebrow doing that thing, “…Especially when I lick it off your tongue.”

          And like usual, the Qunari’s vulgar word choice has a way of making Dorian falter mid-disgust, his neck heating up as he is (unwillingly!) tantalized by the thought. And Maker above, the thought of bubblegum flavored kisses should not be this arousing, what the fuck is wrong with him!?

          The Iron Bull is smirking down at Dorian, his expression clearly stating he knows exactly what thoughts he’s put in the mage’s head. He wiggles the box at Pavus, and the younger man tries very hard not to notice that there are dragons on the front of it.

          “……fine.” Dorian huffs at last, “But it goes under the sink. Andraste take me if Vivienne ever sees that in our bathroom.”

          Laughing, Bull drops the toothpaste into the basket, leaning in to breathe warmly against the curve of Pavus’s throat. He rumbles, “you’re an excellent boyfriend, Kadan…”

          Bull backs Dorian into the endcap of nasal strips while the younger man tries to scoff at such heavy handed compliments and fails. And of course they get kicked out of the supermarket anyway. 

          Not that either of them regret it.

[nomouthtospeakof]

another random thought about trans dorian--

dorian is used to halward blaming mae for giving him these ~strange ideas~ (and mae’s father for being too lenient and letting mae do what she wants and giving dorian unrealistic expectations about what halward should allow him to do). halward might attempt to keep these complaints quiet and private - he certainly wouldn’t want magister tilani hearing about it, he’s not nearly stupid enough to risk her ire - but dorian has at the very least eavesdropped and heard the comments.

at one point while working under alexius, dorian overhears alexius and his wife having an idle conversation about him. particularly about his friendship with mae, and gender. dorian’s gut sinks, because he already knows what’s coming - and he hates it, he’s sick of the idea that mae fed into his “delusion,” or that they fed into each other’s - but then he hears, without an ounce of judgement in either’s voice:

“it must be why they became so close.”

“probably. like finds like, even without meaning to.”

and it’s the first time he hears someone acknowledge the possibility that they became friends because of that shared transness, and not the other way around.

[midnightprelude]

Hello! For thirsty thursday, Zevran❓and/or Dorian❓😊

Ooh yes, why not both?!

Zevran:

He eventually returns to Antiva, but it feels hollow after the loss of Taliesen and Rinna. If romanced and the Warden survives, he confesses this fact eventually to the Warden and they accompany him to Antiva City and he’s able to fall in love with the place again through the Warden’s eyes.

He is exceedingly particular about jewelry and has developed a taste for the finer things, even if he can’t always afford them.

Dorian

He keeps a regular correspondence with many of his friends in the South. In Tevinter Nights, it’s mentioned that Josie sends him wine, but I imagine he also writes to Varric, Leliana, Cassandra, and even Vivienne. He’s tried to write to Sera, but typically she just sends him jars of insects with lewd sketches attached, if anything at all.

After becoming a Magister, he finds a reason to return to Nevarra City and finally explore the Necropolis there.

And of course, I love the idea of these two getting together! Dorian could use an ex-Crow watching his back and I love Zevran being in a loving relationship with someone with the resources to care for him and keep him safe!

Send me a ❓ and a DA character and I’ll write some random HCs about them!

[dirtybiowareconfessions]

Confession: I desperately want to suck dorian off while king Alistair rails my ass and tells me I'm a good boy!

[xynchronicity]

💙💛🤍 Dorian and Raven?

Send me a random headcanon or send me a heart! || Accepting

“💙+ a character” for a sad headcanon

Although the events between Raven and her father are over, she’s still terrified that he’ll come back. He’s a demon and seemingly a powerful one so it’s not impossible for him to come back, right? Just a small nagging feeling constantly in the back of her mind.

Dorian’s confidence is really a façade. While, yes, he is confident in who he is, he’s not entirely confident in the world accepting and being happy with that. He’s out there, he’s something that makes people question things. That terrifies him. He can’t show fear through. It could be the end of him back home. So, he had to become super confident or at least sound super confident.

“💛+ a character” for a happy headcanon

Although Raven is still her introverted and “easily annoyed” self, she also has a new found appreciation for a lot of things she never had before. She still finds Beast Boy, Cyborg and Starfire annoying at times, but she can’t really be mad at them since that’s their personalities. However, she does enjoy the times she spends with each one that’s uniquely their relationship. Meditating with Star, working on Cyborgs car, joking or otherwise just spending time with Beast Boy. She also enjoys the time she spends with Robin, of course, as they understand one another quite a bit. Robin is one of the only team members she confides in.

Dorian loves to play chess. A strategic game but also a casual game at times. A game can last anywhere between a few minutes to a few hours. A good way to pass the time when he’s not reading.

“🤍+ a character” for a random headcanon

Raven wants to be more open with her emotions but that comes with a lot of complications with her magic and...well, her other side. She knows it’s for the better to keep them under wraps and controlled, but dislikes how she comes across to new people she meets. She’s not emotionless, she just has to keep them under control or else the other side could come out.

Dorian is actually interested in writing a book. Whether it’s about his life or a work of fiction of the preferred he’d want to live in.