#edith lavellan

[tyrandewhisprwind]

commission done by the lovely @luckyheartfilia of my lavellan

[heroesandscoundrels]

My Dragon Age OCs (WIP)

Wardens

Aderyn Tabris

Bora Aeducan

Edith Aeducan

Ferran Aeducan

Harlan Cousland

Ilani Mahariel

Luka Aeducan

Niamh Cousland

Nova Amell

Róise Cousland

Rónán Cousland

Seren Mahariel

Tamar Surana

Orlesians

Julien Caron

Inquisitors

Drystan Lavellan

Eirlys Lavellan

Ffion Lavellan

Helena Trevelyan

Kairi Adaar

Peregrine Trevelyan

Rook

Aurora Laidir

Jasper Ingellvar

Other

Dalila Amell

Finis Amell

Theodore Amell

Wilmot Amell

[pentaghast]

ok im in love w this picrew !! from left to right:

genevieve shepard (me) / edith ramirez (fo4)

margaret “meg” hawke (da2) / idrilla lavellan (da:i; they/them)

[ma-serannas-vhenan]

Why Do You Hurt?

Thank you @starsandskies for the tag! 💜

The Link.

Kida Lavellan

you're choking on how much you have to try

you have tried. you have carried the weight of the world on your shoulders and accepted more responsibilities than you have ever wanted, even intended to gain. it isn't crushing - you are strong enough to hold it - but you are choking. you don't know what to do with it. you don't know where it goes, how to move this weight everyone knows you can hold onto, and do you even want to get rid of it? Never. You would not give this to - force this on - anyone else. but you /can't/. but you are choking on it. your body will hold it up even when you lose all the air in your lungs, and your footing, and your courage. it does not mind choking you. it seems almost designed to do so. if you weren't wrung out you wouldn't be doing this thing properly.

Edith Hawke

you swallow pain & fold around it

you have always hurt. you hold it carefully, and twisted in such a way that other people don't have to see it. you don't choke on it. you don't drown. you just have it, the way some people have freckles, this is a thing that lives in your bones. you fold instead of fighting because you know how to make yourself small, tuck away the places where they have clawed at, swallow the bruises so you seem clean. nobody needs to see it. you will live through this on your own. you know what you need, and relief isn't it. this doesn't mean you cannot reach out - it means it is not in your nature to do so. you should. hiding does not mean you won't be seen.

Twig Moonrest

this isn't enough for you

the words creep into your head in the dead of night one night and you cannot get rid of them. 'this isn't enough for me anymore'. you thought this was enough for you at some point, or maybe you hoped that it would be, but it isn't, and it hurts. you need to change something, or die trying. this - life like this - does not make life worth living. there is a lump in your throat that demands attention every waking moment of the day. there is pain in your body like a cavernous maw you cannot keep balance over. this is not what you wanted. you need to change. you can't stay here. it is not a character flaw you want more.

Enden'nira Faelock

you were meant to

it was built into you. designed for you. there is pain here because it was meant for you, and how fucking dare they. your suffering is not their right. you hurt because they gave you ways to suffer and carved it into you when you could not breathe, because the intention always was that they could weaponize your pain against you. it is Yours. You are Yours. How fucking dare they. they cannot make you theirs; do not let them try.

Witcher Abel

because you have made mistakes you cannot swallow

mistakes come back to you like echoes in an empty cave. you have been trying since you started but does trying count? is trying good enough? every night it visits you, the pain that you have caused with your clumsy hands and venom-tongue. life careens onward, onward, with the moon hung in the sky and the sun the day after, but you walk backwards on this path so you can keep sight of what you did. the destruction still feels fresh. it still feels like fire, where you burned them. fire is supposed to be warm. it burned them, and it will swallow you. blow out the candle. let it rest. some things are better left behind in the dark.

Tagging || @seduceme-lovestruck-thearcana @kita-lavellan @knightdawn @melon-san @musically-magic @notanascian @inquisitor-veowyn @keviriass @whimsyswastry @jewalsgem @noire-pandora @the-ham-juice @bunsizhui @musetta3 @queen-kass-the-writer @alxxiis

[elfsroot]

“A Warden must help them rebuild! That’s your job! Corypheus is mine. Say goodbye to Varric for me.”

[impossible-rat-babies]

for pollux and jamie! does your villian name have a personal meaning to you? what made you decide to go by it?

Pollux:

“Might as well keep with the theme of things, you know? Pollux, Icarus--keep up with the mythology.” He folds his hands together, clasping them tight. 

“Icarus was told not to fly too close to the water, save his wings become clogged with water, nor to fly too close to the sun or his wings would melt. He was overcome with joy to fly and in his hubris he flew too close to the sun. Thus his wings melted and he fell, drowning in the sea.”

Pollux smiles like he’s in on some sad joke only he understands. “A lesson on hubris, I suppose. Metaphor and that crap.”

Jamie:

He half smiles, baring more of his teeth through the gouge in his upper lip.

“Pandora, like the box. Letting all the evil out into the world--sickness and the like. Opening a can of worms, not knowing what is within.” He manages a brief laugh.

“Pandora’s box and Schrodingers box sound similar when I talk about them that way. But that name doesn’t sound quite so catchy--most people just think of cats and if they’re dead or not.” There’s a soft change in his expression, a furrow of his brow. 

“Wonder if I’m really dead or alive, if we’re quoting Schrodinger....” He trails off, seemingly lost in his thoughts, picking at his lip. 

--

send me a question for a character and i’ll answer it in character!

[inquisitorsnappy]

so here’s something i’ve been working on for the last couple weeks. i finally got around to drawing all of my oc’s on a goddamn height chart!! at long last, i’m providing some visuals for my girls. (click here for better quality bc i guess tumblr’s formatting is shit)

[juxarope]

@mtethras tagged me for the mcdo’s meme ayy

dragon age characters for this one (some of them at least)

if you wanna do it, please tag me, i don’t want to bother anyone ^_^

[ma-serannas-vhenan]

Thank you @musically-magic for the tag! 💜

Real Name - 210

Hydra (nickname) - 748

Mune (Mahariel) - 631

Ahearn (Mahariel) - 805

Ezmeralda (Cousland) - 1,066

Indigo (Amell) - 961

Farren (Surana) - 1,507

Edith (Hawke) - 788

Kida'gakash (Lavellan) - 882

Cam'helin - 1,039

Egypt (Shepard) - 765

Rivera (Ryder) - 1,255

Jak (De Sardet) - 314

Kai (Techternity) - 414

Tagging || @seduceme-lovestruck-thearcana @dontdowhatisayandnobodygetshurt @dharma-writes @ketasouu @floweringpopcat @irl-raihan @larithia

How sexy is your name?

Add the letters in your first name using the numbers below =)  - Under 60 points= NOT TOO SEXY - Between 61-300 points= PRETTY SEXY - Between 301-599 points= VERY SEXY - Over 600= THE ULTIMATE SEXIEST

A=100 B=14 C=9 D=28 E=145 F=12

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N=450 O=80 P=2 Q=12 R=400 S=113 T=405

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[inkywarden]

Bioware mains 

[sasskarian]

Fanfic Masterpost ... sort of

In honor of Fanfic Appreciation, I put together a list of my fics for anyone who’d like to look 

Under the cut, because length

Dragon Age:

After the Glitter Fades (Glitterverse):  Hawke x Fenris, modern AU. (Long fic, WIP) Hawke and Fenris are movie stars in a torrid love affair. Fenris has a mysterious past. Also Cassandra is investigating a murder mystery? Varric, as ever, is a delight. (*this is borrowed from @nug-juggler‘s excellent and shorter summary!)

Memorable quote:   Fenris observed candidly was something sacred. For a moment, Hawke fiercely wished she were an artist. The scene in front of her was too… every word she could think of— beautiful, elegant, breathtaking— was trite, a pale description of perfection. 

In the Heart of the Woods: Lavellan x Fairbanks rarepair. (WIP) Inquisitor Lavellan’s heart is broken by a certain Commander, Fairbanks has an appreciation for her, and a love story blooms like elfroot in the Emerald Graves.

Memorable quote:   This kiss, she thinks, two mouths moving in perfect unison, is a spell of its own. Not quite love, not yet, but close enough she can pretend it is. Hope wells up, a solid thrum beating in counterpoint to her heart, and for one perfect moment, the world just bows down and… stands still. All that exists, all that ever has existed or ever will exist is wrapped up right here, right now, in Fairbanks’ lips on hers. Motes of dust turn golden in the sunbeams splashing through the roof, and a touch— his thumb, her cheek— says a million more words than words ever could.

Yesterdays: Surana x Zevran, mild Surana x Alistair pining. Post Origins, complete. A Warden’s sacrifice means something only as long as someone remembers it. A king looks back, balancing regrets with happiness.

Memorable quote:   With a half-sob, he realizes he’s forgotten the sound of her voice. Oh, he remembers how it made him feel, all those years ago, all the glorious, shining moments where happiness dwells still. But what she truly sounded like, what sounds she made as she buried herself in books, the snap of her magic, the low buzz of her and Zevran whispering in their tent, all of that is gone. He knows it happened, but the memory is lit dimly in his mind, a torch burned too low to be flame but not low enough for embers yet.

If You Ever Did Believe (for my sake):  Lavellan x Cullen. (On temporary hiatus) A wary Commander. A lost Dalish mage. Two hearts beating alone and exhausted on a battlefield, their only rest coming from each other.

Memorable quote:   “Does your Maker hate us so much?” Isera asked bitterly, and for a moment, Cullen felt as though years had rippled, bringing his past self— still clanking through the halls of Kinloch Hold in Templar plate— and his current together. He’d asked Ser Greagoir the same question once, after a Harrowing went wrong and the body of a former apprentice lay at their feet. So much potential wasted, so much fear in the mages’ eyes after that. For once, Greagoir had shown a hint of emotion, clapping Cullen’s shoulder briefly before walking away, but hadn’t answered.

Voiceverse:  Lavellan x Solas/Dread Wolf. (WIP) Building off of the great works of @khirsahle and @athreehundredthirtythree. All mages are born with a soulmate--a voice they hear in the darkness of the Fade all their lives. The lucky ones find their soulmates and forge a bond strong enough to threaten the very foundations of the Chantry. At least, that's what they claim. So what happens when a Dalish mage hears the voice of their most reviled and feared god shaping her dreams? 

Memorable quote:   Accompanying the thundering voice, great fissures ruptured around her hiding spot, green light streaking upward as they gathered into a roiling cloud. A wave of raw sound— howls, cries, pleas— rolled over her, forcing her to her knees. Iveani clapped her hands over her ears, losing her own scream among the agony thundering through the Fade. All caution, all her hard-won lessons about walking the Fade, vanished into the back of her mind under the need to simply ride out the explosion and survive.

Mass Effect:

Home is Where You Are: Ryder x Jaal (WIP). Ryder didn’t cross two galaxies and 600 years in search of love. But damn if she didn’t find it anyway.

Memorable quote:   “I should take a shower,” he mumbled, as the same time as Sara said, “Would you like to stay?” Both of them broke off, staring at the other, and she laughed nervously. That feeling was back, the one from the tech lab, fragility and strength and affection turned fierce and bright tumbling over and over one other.

A Song of Sea and Stars: Garrus x Shepard x Thane (WIP). Our favorite turian badboy sees right through the mask the galaxy’s most famous Commander projects. Neither of them expected to fall in love on a host of impossible missions. And both are taken by surprise by a pious Drell who steals both their hearts.

Memorable quote:   (He opens his eyes, shocked how it feels to look into her face, intimate and hungry. He hazily notices that up close, her eyes are thulium-gray. There's a hot, tight knot in his chest and she's pressed so close, he thinks he could count each faint freckle on her face.) (They look like tiny stars.) (…there are twenty-eight on her right cheek. Thirty on her left. And fourteen, right across the bridge of her nose.) (Those are his favorite. They remind him of his own markings.)

the sound of shattering glass: Generic Shepard, post-Tuchanka, pre-Citadel II. The Shroud explodes, taking a beloved friend with it. Shepard only has herself to blame.

Memorable quote:   “Damn Reapers,” he said, striving for nonchalance. “Always throwing us around.” “Banged us up pretty good,” she agreed, and he knew she wasn’t talking about their bumps and bruises. “So what do we do about them?” “Get back on our feet. Keep fighting.” Garrus hummed as she shifted closer, pressed her forehead against his neck. “Maybe find a way to use some really big canons I spend half my time adjusting.”

Star Wars:

He Might Like That: Mandalorian x Cara Dune pining. So they argue. So they took down Gideon, and have a magic green frog baby older than both of them. That doesn’t make them a thing. Does it?

Memorable quote:   He tunes back into the not-so-friendly argument in time to hear Greef splutter. “You trash talked while holding hands! If that’s not flirting, I’m a kowakian monkey lizard.” “It was arm wrestling, not holding hands,” Din points out mildly. 

Star by Star:  Post TRoS. Ben x Rey pining, Finn x Rey x Poe. Can three hopeless idiots in love fill a wound as deep as the death of a dyad? Maybe not, but they’re out to try anyway.

Memorable quote:   “You know,” Poe whispers, a glint of mischief in his eyes, “if we ever did tell him we loved him, he’d probably sleep right through it.” Rey touches her fingers to his lips, tracing the shape of his questioning smile. It’s an invitation to play, that smile. A careful offer of love, of comfort. And though she’s not sure if he can really understand when even she doesn’t, she’s finally ready to try a little. 

Counting The Days (Since Exegol): Finn x Rey x Poe, Ben x Rey. Its been 42 days since Palpatine’s death. 42 long days since she felt the surge of light in Ben Solo. And in her dreams, something whispers on the edge of the Force. But she’s shut it down too tightly to hear it. 

Memorable quote:   True to form, Poe can’t resist the urge to kiss away Finn’s troubles whenever possible, and Rey looks away to give them a moment. Some love stories work out, yes, and she loves Finn and Poe more than almost anything else. But that doesn’t stop the way bitterness floods her mouth as the memory of Ben surfaces, and it isn’t until Poe gently squeezes her knee (and she throttles back the near-instinctive urge to break his fingers from a lifetime of fending off handsy scavengers on Jakku) that she comes back to the moment. His brow furrows and she reaches for him, smoothing out the lines of his frown with her thumb. “I’m okay,” she says, answering his unspoken question. It’s mostly a lie, but she has to say it. Most days, she’s okay enough.

A Language Made for Lovers: SWTOR (NSFW). Torian Cadera x Bounty Hunter, gender neutral. Reflections on love and marriage under the glow of hyperspace.

Memorable quote:   He murmurs in your ear, words that should sound harsh in that still-new tongue scalding your mouth, molding you from aruetii to mandalorian. But the love in his voice softens them, steeps them in warmth and adoration. Still the language of a hunter, of those brave souls willing to be reforged, but with a gentle side, a language reserved for lovers. Words like cyare and riduur, words that mean I love you and forever and home.

Malicious Compliance: SWTOR (NSFW). Malavai Quinn x Sith Warrior, gender neutral. Far away, in an apartment no one knows about, a Sith Lord plays dire games of control... and trust.

Memorable quote:   It takes a man with the courage of an entire fleet of Mandalorians to love a Sith, and oh, how he loves you. Like you hung the moons and the stars and all the spaces between. Like you are his other half, like loving you is his sole purpose in life, does Malavai Quinn love you. Your old masters spoke nothing of this, of this enraging hunger gnawing at your bones and curling into the hollows of your rib cage. ... Is it really even love if you don’t want to devour him just a little?

Misc:

Tumblr Prompts: Grab bag of every fandom and series listed above. Prompts filled originally here on tumblr.

Visual Files: Collections of art and commissions from talented friends and artists here on tumblr.

Every Beautiful Thing: Crimson Peak. Thomas x Edith, Edith x Alan. Edith learned, in the dark halls of Allerdale, not to take ghosts lightly. But still she waits, every year, for a chance to see Thomas again. Until the night their son tells her he can see him too.

Memorable quote:   Snow heralds nothing but pain in Edith’s world: first her mother’s funeral, smothered in fat white flakes wet on her lashes like tears, then her father’s. Smaller ones, then, rain slowly freezing and scattering on the ground; the ones that night at Allerdale were the smallest yet, more ice pellet than snow. Jagged, hateful things scraping at her with a cold that burned through skin and encased bone.…God, how she has come to hate the snow.

Where I Can’t Follow: Co-authored by @suspendnodisbelief. show!Witcher, mild Geralt x Jaskier. (Temporary hiatus) Drawing from a variety of inspiration, including greek mythos. Geralt takes a blow meant for Jaskier, finally granted the death by battle he expects Witchers to end by. And Jaskier is not having it, at all. It’s his turn to save Geralt, even if he has to walk the entire bloody underworld to do it.

Memorable quote: “Geralt, get up. Come on, open your eyes. You’re going to upset Roach if you keep this up, and she’ll bite me. You know you aren’t allowed to be dead, because Yennefer didn’t give you permission, and neither did the Princess, and I’m pretty sure they both outrank you.”  

[screenviolense-a]

VALENTINE’S DAY SHIP AESTHETIC. josephine montilyet & anais lavellan ( for @chiefambassador )

i. love story - taylor swift ii. all we have is now - the modern electric iii. she lit a fire - lord huron iv. annie’s song - john denver v. la vie en rose - edith piaf vi. like real people do - hozier vii. my girlfriend is a witch - october country viii. night go slow - catey shaw ix. you belong to me - patsy cline x. wish that you were here - florence + the machine

[ma-serannas-vhenan]

OC Wedding Aesthetic

Thank you @starsandskies for the tag! 💜

On an image search type in:

(OC Name) + wedding dress

(OC Name) + wedding ring

(OC Name) + wedding bouquet

Kida Lavellan

Edith Hawke

Mune Mahariel

Twig Moonrest

Tagging || @seduceme-lovestruck-thearcana @kita-lavellan @knightdawn @melon-san @musically-magic @notanascian @inquisitor-veowyn @dreamerlavellan @jewalsgem @noire-pandora @followingthewolf @bunsizhui @musetta3 @queen-kass-the-writer

[elfsroot]

"How do you put it out of your head?"

[pelle-lavellan-a]

Pelle Basic Facts

FULL NAME: Pelledir Sibil Lavellan FACE CLAIM: In game

Visual:

HAIR COLOR: Strawberry Blond EYE COLOR: Amber. Outer Irises are brown SKIN COLOR: Peach DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Long ears, vallaslin, dark thick eyebrows HOME COUNTRY: Free Marches HOME TOWN: N/A , Dalish RACE: Dalish Elf HEIGHT: 5′4″  (164 cm) WEIGHT: 125 lb (56 kg) BODY TYPE: Short, Thin

Visual: 

GENDER: Male PRONOUNS: He/Him/His SEXUALITY: Homosexual VOICE:  VC Alex Lawther, speaks quickly, soft welcoming voice  PERSONALITY: Passionate, headstrong, nurturing, intelligent, family-oriented, silly (sometimes) PSYCHOLOGY: PTSD, Depression PHYSICAL HEALTH: Healthy PARENTS: Demietre Sibil (alive and well), Helka Sibil (deceased), Deshanna Lavellan (adopted mother figure, deceased) SIBLINGS: Fen Sibil (alive and well) EXTENDED FAMILY: Faolan Sibil (cousin, alive and well), Darcy Sibil (cousin, deceased), Aela Lavellan (wife, deceased), Lara Sibil (sister in law, alive and well), Edith Sibil (niece, alive and well) ACCENT: Marcher/Dalish -- Scottish OCCUPATION(S): Inquisitor, First of Clan Lavellan TALENTS: Mage (healer/necromancer/nature), herbology, singing (he won’t though), pan flute, enchantment, writing with his feet TITLE(S): Inquisitor, Your Worship, Herald NICKNAME(S): Pelle, Sibs, Peaches ALLERGIES: A certain Rivaini spice he does not know the name of, Elderberries FAVOURITE COLOUR: Burnt Orange FAVOURITE FOOD: Hearth Cakes FAVOURITE ANIMALS: Birds, Cats, Nugs, Halla PETS: Ma’Len (ginger cat) BEST FRIEND: Talwinne Yevys( home), Varric Tethras (Inquisition) FRIEND(S): All of the Inner Circle (except Vivienne), Dagna, Scout Harding, Krem, Dalish (Charger)

Tagging: @blasphemousherald (any oc), @abracafockyou @stcrmskull @sakurabunnie @dryadalismagicae @thedasneedsheroes (hawke), @charmerofkirkwall : )

[impossible-rat-babies]

and we’re done folks! the whole spread of oc_tober 2020! this is my third year in the row doing an october drawing challenge and I had a bunch of fun drawing all sorts of ocs!

thanks for letting me draw your characters and thanks again to the giveaway winners! :D

from left to right, top to bottom:

day 1 - 9 

1. pollux bixby (he/him) -- mine!

2. desideria becker (she/her) -- @curiousstrawberry

3. esme wolf (she/her) -- @darksprawn

4. annie albright (she/her) -- @wayhavn

5. anita lee (they/them) -- @dorkousloris

6. nayzak sarhan (she/her) -- @knightava

7. ellinor trevelyan (she/her) -- @bitchesofostwick

8. julien lin (he/him) -- @agentnate

9. june lovelace (she/her)  -- @solasan

day 10-18

10. sparrow kingston (they/them) -- @lvllns

11. imyll lavellan (she/her) -- @cullenvhenan

12. isala lavellan (she/her) -- @isalavhenan

13. rabbit winslow (they/them) -- mine!

14. shiloh becerra (they/them) -- @remnantofahero

15. miles (he/him) -- @ardellian

16. triss maddox (she/her) -- @lavellane

17. calliope lavellan (they/them) -- @vvakarians

18. celandine green (she/her) -- @trvelyans

day 19-26

19. jericho lee thompson (he/him) -- mine

20. asherah (she/her) -- @dickeybbqpit

21. asma lavellan (they/them) -- @stella-minerva

22. ronan brown (they/them) -- @starrypawz

23. james murphy (he/him) -- mine 

24. andromache hatche (she/her) -- mine

25. edith haynes-wiseman (she/her) -- mine

26. pollux weismann (he/him) -- mine

and the giveaway winners!

27. amelie trevelyan (she/her) -- @inquisitors-mabari

28. jack shepherd (she/her) -- @dreamerlavellan

29. shrike holbrook (he/him) -- @salavidze

30. sophia laveau (she/her) -- @bellarxse 

31. winter collins (she/her) -- @narrativefoiltrope