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trashwarden · 1 year ago
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Happy Dragon Age Day!
This is from 2021 but I don’t think I ever posted it. Dorian talking with his son Felix.
Still grateful to DA for the friends I’ve made while gushing over the game, Dorian specifically 🥹
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artnijna · 27 days ago
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Haven’t doodled my Pavellan fan child in a while, so here’s Mahanon with his son Felix on their way to distract Dorian from any work he was doing. Let me know if y’all want his lore
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sirchik · 1 month ago
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ahh youngsters :'))
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midmorninggrey · 2 months ago
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Banters between Dorian Pavus and Celeste Trevelyan, the Herald of Andraste.
Celeste: Uh. Dorian. How do you sleep at night?
Dorian: Rather poorly, if you must know. The thing they've put on my bed and called a mattress is stuffed with actual horsehair.
Celeste: No. I mean, like, after what we saw.
Dorian: Oh. That.
Dorian: That I drown in copious amounts of drink. I'm afraid I can't recommend it to someone of your delicate age.
Celeste: I don’t like the taste anyway.
Dorian: Herald, after you summon up your charming friends, have you ever considered putting a damper on your mana surge?
Celeste: No.
Dorian: I thought as much. Your ricochet is easy enough for me to counter, obviously, but it does become tedious to untangle our spells after every volley.
Celeste: Um. You could stand farther away.
Dorian: Ah. Brilliant solution.
Celeste: My mom died fighting Darkspawn.
Dorian: Yes, I’d heard that. I’m very sorry.
Celeste: I mean, I’m really sorry about Felix. I liked him.
Dorian: Thank you. I liked him too.
Celeste: Um. Dorian. I have a question – about magic.
Dorian: Lucky for you, here I am.
Celeste: Okay.
Dorian: What was your question?
Celeste: I was, like, thinking about the Anaxas Formula, and, like, the time thing, and I was wondering if a temporal rift could be used as kind of, like, a condenser for necrotic energy. Like, taking into account spiritual drift. And, uh, do you think that could be contained with a modified barrier?
Dorian: The Anaxas Formula? Don’t tell me you’ve been basing your spells off of that old gem.
Celeste: It works.
Dorian: Yes, I suppose, if your goal is to perform Nevarran parlor tricks.
Dorian: Remind me to show you a diagram of the Vadis theory when we return to Skyhold. It’s far more comprehensive.
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crackinglamb · 1 month ago
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Chapters: 10/43 Fandom: Dragon Age: Inquisition, Dragon Age - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: The Iron Bull (Dragon Age)/Original Female Character(s), Female Inquisitor/The Iron Bull (Dragon Age), Female Inquisitor & Solas (Dragon Age) Characters: Mira Foret, Leliana (Dragon Age), Male Lavellan (Dragon Age), Cassandra Pentaghast, Varric Tethras, Solas (Dragon Age), Cremisius "Krem" Aclassi, The Iron Bull (Dragon Age), Original Characters, Vivienne (Dragon Age), Sera (Dragon Age), Josephine Montilyet, Dorian Pavus, Male Hawke (Dragon Age), Merrill (Dragon Age), Loghain Mac Tir, Cole (Dragon Age), Blackwall (Dragon Age), Cullen Rutherford, Kieran (Dragon Age), Morrigan (Dragon Age), Flemeth (Dragon Age), Corypheus (Dragon Age) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Modern Girl in Thedas, Established Relationship, Open Relationships, Aromantic spectrum, Mira Is a Charger and a Healer, Mira Has Some Knowledge of Events, Explicit Sexual Content, Size Difference, Service Top Bull, soft domming, Aftercare, Just Because Bull is a Masochist Doesn't Mean He's a Sadist, Eye Trauma, Temporary Character Death, Canon-Typical Violence, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Found Family, Childbirth, Background Relationships, Platonic love is important too, Additional Warnings In Author's Note Series: Part 2 of Driftwood Summary:
Mira Foret has left behind her life with the Chargers. But that was only the beginning of her tale. The Inquisition awaits.
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Chapter 10 - The Irony of Knowing
The doors opened and she saw a flash of shiny fabric as the man wielding a staff like a cudgel took down a shade.  Dorian.  She pulled her daggers free of their sheaths, quickly calculating that it was going to be too close quarters for her bow.
“Good, you’re finally here!” he called.  “Now help me close this, will you?”
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lucifer-kane · 7 months ago
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Athren And Dorian were just about to put down little Nellen for bed when the incident happened, they're both so tired, Athren a little pissed about it.
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narsil · 2 months ago
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thinking about dorian who in inquisition had a close friend fighting for a better world succumb to the blight, and once again in veilguard having to watch as another friend become blighted while fighting for a better world
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adoribullpavus · 2 years ago
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incorrect dragon age inquisition quotes
dorian: "would you tell anyone if i killed someone?"
felix: "no, but i'd use it against you all the time. i'd be like, "are you gonna wash the dishes or do i have to make a phone call?"
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sewermageboy · 5 months ago
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Still riding that high of Carver Hawke becoming my Lavellan's sugar daddy in The Sims 4.
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iniziare · 7 months ago
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Tag drop: Dorian Pavus
#[ dorian pavus. ] he says we're alike. too much pride. once i would have been overjoyed to hear him say that. now I'm not certain.#[ dorian pavus: ic. ] you find joy in it not shame. it shows. / why be ashamed? power should be respected. not swept under the carpet.#[ dorian pavus: inquiries. ] stop talking like you're waiting for applause. / what? there's no applause?#[ dorian pavus: countenance. ] i'm here to set things right. also? to look dashing. that part's less difficult.#[ dorian pavus: introspection. ] selfish i suppose. not to want to spend my entire life screaming on the inside.#[ dorian pavus: meta. ] you inspired me with your marvelous antics. you’re shaping the world. how could i aspire to do any less?#[ dorian pavus: etc. ] you can't call me pampered. nobody's peeled a grape for me in weeks.#[ dorian pavus: magic. ] don't your spells whisper things to you? what is and could be? music in the mind of strange faraway places?#[ dorian pavus: inquisition. ] we're going to get lost and starve to death. aren't we? a glorious end for the inquisition.#[ dorian pavus: tevinter. ] despite appearances. we care deeply. about everything. we have no reserve. not in war and not in love.#[ dorian pavus: felix. ] even in illness he was the best of us. with him around you knew things could be better.#[ dorian pavus: gereon. ] we used to talk about how we could make real change in the imperium. then he gave up. he stopped trying.#[ dorian pavus: halward. ] i only wanted what was best for you. / no. you wanted the best for you. your fucking legacy.#[ dorian pavus: aquinea. ] her blame was cold and smothering. never spoken but always present. he couldn't face that. not yet.#[ dorian pavus: inquisitor. ] you have too many people asking you for everything under the sun. i won't be one of them.#[ dorian pavus: solas. ] you startled me. you're always so... nondescript. / please speak up. i cannot hear you over your outfit.#[ dorian pavus: varric. ] what do you think sparkler? ten royals says the next thing we run into farts fire. / taken i win either way.#[ dorian pavus: cullen. ] gloat all you like. i have this one. / are you sassing me commander? i didn't know you had it in you.#[ dorian pavus: cassandra. ] blue scarf? why would i be wearing such a thing? / It's a painting. work with me. it'll be fantastic.#[ dorian pavus: cole. ] you say you're handsome all the time. am i? i can't tell. / you're all right. might want to rethink the hats.#[ dorian pavus: vivienne. ] i received a letter the other day dorian. / truly? it's nice to know you have friends.#[ dorian pavus: blackwall. ] point is. you should let yourself off the hook. i know bad men and you're not one.#[ dorian pavus: sera. ] you magic me: i'll put three arrows in your eye. / now we can live together in peace and harmony.#[ dorian pavus: bull. ] no qunari would accept a tevinter mage unless it was a ruse. when should i expect a knife in the back?#[ dorian pavus: corypheus. ] one of yours? / one of mine? like a pet? a giant darkspawn hamster with aspirations of godhood?#[ dorian pavus: v. inquisition. ] one of mine? like a pet? like a giant darkspawn hamster with aspirations of godhood?#[ dorian pavus: v. veilguard. ] evil gods. rituals. waiting for the stars. it's about as tevinter as blood magic and hubris.#tag drop
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not-poignant · 1 year ago
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I think it will come as no surprise to anyone that I love gremlin man Astarion (also known as vampire Dorian Pavus no I'll be accepting no constructive criticism at this time) and think about ways to fic him all the time.
It cracks me up that like, Reddit threads are a mix of 'I kill him ASAP' 'I never take him anywhere' and then folks like me who are like 'he's always on my party I would die for him.'
Also it's really not that hard to play a hero, save everyone, have him in your party 24/7 and keep his approval up you just gotta be willing to trick a whole bunch of villains into killing themselves through wordplay and you're golden dsalkjfsa
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merrybandofmurderers · 2 years ago
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“I should have been the one to die, not him.”
Death
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liza011 · 2 years ago
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Happy Friday! Would love to see ‘ Stay in bed, please. ’ from the Caring Prompt list for Dorian/Felix Alexius!
20. "Stay in bed, please." (Dorian/Felix Alexius)
Rating: M
Content Warning: smut.
For @dadrunkwriting.
@nirikeehan Thank you for the prompt. That was fun!
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Dorian woke to find Felix still next to him in bed, asleep.
He smiled at the sight. He looked peaceful, like he had finally slept well after a long time of restlessness. He reached out, gently running a hand over Felix's hair.
Felix stirred, not as deeply asleep as Dorian had thought he had been. "Dorian?" Felix asked, voice quiet and warm.
"Yes?"
"I'm glad you're here."
"I-" He was taken aback for a split second. He hadn't expected it. What he had expected, was Felix joking about the situation they now found themselves in. "Thank you." The next words were harder to speak aloud than he wished they were. "I'm glad you're here too."
Felix opened his eyes and smiled at him. "It's nice to wake up to you touching me like this."
He almost pulled his hand away out of instinct. "I admit, this morning feels a lot less awkward than I had anticipated."
"You thought I'd leave?"
"I did. You satisfied your curiosity and that's all I thought it was."
"It's not. I wouldn't have agreed to sleep with you if it had only been that." Felix touched Dorian's arm.
"You don't regret it?"
"No. Do you?"
Dorian shook his head. "I don't. I might have if you'd hated it. I care for you a great deal." He paused. "Would you like breakfast?"
"Are you changing the subject?" Felix grinned.
"I am not. I'm just concerned you may be hungry."
"No. Breakfast can wait. For now, stay in bed, please." He propped himself up on his elbows and leaned over Dorian. "Can I kiss you again?"
Dorian reached up, placed his hand at the back of Felix's neck and carefully pulled him closer. "Yes."
He did, and Dorian felt his whole body fill with warmth.
"Can I touch you again?" Felix breathed into his mouth.
"Yes."
Felix ran his hands along Dorian's neck, down his stomach until he had reached his cock. 
He stilled, looked to Dorian for confirmation.
Dorian nodded and Felix stroked him with two fingers, light and teasing, and Dorian felt the heat build up, he quickly got hard. Then Felix was placing kisses where he'd run his hands moments before.
Dorian's sighed when Felix circled his tip with his tongue before closing his mouth around him and moving down, then up again his entire length.
It drew a moan from him. "It feels so good."
Felix chuckled, his mouth still around him and the slight vibration sent a shiver through Dorian. When Felix began stoking his balls with his free hand, and he flicked his tongue over his tip once again, Dorian's hips bucked. A few drops of cum trickled out and Felix pulled back, spread it and massaged only his head with his hand, lightly squeezing, rubbing, while watching Dorian curl his fingers into the bedsheets. His lips were parted and his breaths starting to get heavier.
Felix kissed him again, his hand kept working Dorian's cock while his tongue pushed into his mouth again.
Dorian groaned, uttered a spell as Felix's hand closed around him fully, making it slick. Felix stroked him faster, increased the pressure on his downwards movement and firmly rubbed his tip when he went back up again.
Felix broke off the kiss, smiling as Dorian's moans and groans grew in volume as he got closer to release.
He came hard, spilling into Felix's hand before collapsing with a pleased sigh. "That was lovely." He cleaned Felix up with another spell. "Thank you."
Felix caressed his cheek. "Are you happy?"
"I am." Dorian kissed him again and felt Felix's throbbing erection against him as he pulled him into a hug. "Now let me take care of you. You're already as hard as a rock, just pleasuring me."
Felix chuckled. "I would like that."
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midnightprelude · 2 years ago
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Written by @oftachancer and I for the @30daysofdorian event!
Masterpost | First | Previous | Next
CW: Blight sickness; conversion therapy (aftermath); successful blood magic ritual; recovering from trauma
Dorian nudged the door to Felix’s chambers open with his hip, holding the heavy tray of foul-smelling tea out in front of him. The room was scorching, even hotter than the Tevinter summer sun beating down on Asariel, to try and ward off the chill that threatened to consume the heir to House Alexius.
“Felix, your father sent me up with your afternoon tea,” Dorian called, already starting to sweat. “I nicked a few of those cinnamon cookies from the kitchen to go with it.”
He was pale and thin, shivering in the baking space, rocking in a nest of blankets and multi-layered robes. Felix lifted his gaze miserably. “The healer said no sugar.” The once dulcet tones had turned to sand in his throat. He held his hand out. “Nevermind. I can’t possibly get worse. Thank you.” He ran his hand through sweat-damp hair and came away with a few dark strands caught in his fingers. He winced and brushed them off hurriedly. “Not long, I think.” He said that every day now. “I was thinking- maybe instead of a choir, just a collection of the loudest drums you can muster? A cacophony. It would be fun to go out in a cacophony.”
“Yes?” Gereon hated to hear him talk like this. He’d grow sullen for days, not saying more than a few syllables to Dorian at a time. Felix had been planning his funeral for nearly two years.
“Rilienus says they play drums at all the funerals in Rivain. Some of them are as big as a house, he says.”
Rilienus. Rilienus Maecilia. An heir in his own right, studying in Rivain. Why did that-
“We could go there, if you like,” Dorian offered, even though it’d involve travel by sea, which neither of them particularly fancied. “Would you? It’s warmer, I’ve heard. Sweltering, even. We could meet his mentor.”
Why would they? What business did they have with anyone else when Felix was wasting away?
“No,” Felix shook his head, wincing as he swallowed down a gulp of steaming tea. “No. I want to stay here, where I know I’ll be able to see the Nocen. I wouldn’t mind hearing some more of Rilienus’ stories, though. Do you think he’d eschew his harp for a set of drums for me?”
Sound like liquid starlight, eyes closed in concentration. He could almost hear a melody on the wind, if he strained.
“I think he would, with some cajoling,” Dorian murmured, lowering down to sit at Felix’s bedside. “Your father thinks we’re getting closer,” he admitted softly. “I’ve my doubts.”
“He needs to think that.” Felix frowned, looking down. “Can you ask Rilienus to come back? I’d like to see him before… And I think Father will need the support. You shouldn’t have to shoulder it alone.”
Alone. When had he been anything but alone? There was a buzzing between his ears, the tightness in his stomach returning.
“I’ll ask,” Dorian said with a slight smile, patting Felix’s slender leg gingerly. “I know you appreciate his company, especially when we’re working.”
Felix nibbled on the cookie, leaning back against his pillow. “I wanted to be your best man. I was looking forward to it. Maybe you can get Maevaris to read my speech for me?” 
“My-“ His voice faded, replaced by a crashing dissonance. Dorian clutched his ears, keeling over onto his knees, screaming as the sound threatened to tear him apart. The walls quaked, dust filling the air and his lungs as they crumbled. “Don’t make me go!” He shouted into the void, the floor falling out from under him, tears carving rivers through the dirt that collected on his cheeks. “Felix, don’t-“
Strong, steady arms wrapped around him, holding him tight. The man they belonged to smelled of ink and parchment, of nights reading by firelight and mornings lazing in the sun. Dorian could hear the plucking of strings faintly in the distance, ethereal and full of sorrow.
“Rilienus,” Dorian whispered, without withdrawing. He didn’t need to. He knew that scent, the feel of those hands, as well as he knew his own name. “Rilienus, where- What is happening to me?”
“We’re getting there, Dorian.” His breath was warm against the back of Dorian’s ear. “I hadn’t even thought of Felix. That’s new. New is good.” 
“I don’t know what’s going on.” Dorian leaned against him, relying on his strength. “Why is everything so muddled?”
“…I’m not sure. I have theories. You have walls as steep as the southern Steppes around that. But I can tell you this: you’ve been lost and this is the first you’re hearing me, hearing my name, in a long time. We’re going to find out together, love.”
Love. His love. Words as solid as marble, truth etched in stone. Dorian felt as though he might crumble in Rilienus’ arms. “We were- Felix said he meant to be my best man.” He pressed his cheek to Rilienus’ shoulder. “We meant to marry. Did we not?”
“Two months ago. You were missing. I found you.” Rilienus said each sentence slowly, holding him, invisible while Felix laughed and smiled and planned his funeral silently in a fading room. “I will find you again. I always will. Do you believe me?”
“I don’t know what to believe,” Dorian said the word in an aching gasp, clinging to Rilienus as though he were the last rope mooring him to reality. “I believe you, though. I don’t- I don’t entirely remember why I do, but I do. I’m- you must hate me for forgetting.”
“No. I hate this spell. You’ve always been quicker at taking apart these kinds of things than I am.” His words were a tumble, his heartbeat ricocheted against Dorian’s back. “I have missed you, my dawn light.”
“…months, you said?” Dorian whispered, afraid of the answer. “Where- My memories. What’s- A spell?”
“A very thorough spell. Rishiri Arcana style. It’s… heavy. And complicated. A labyrinth with a lot of doors. We’ve been through several of the same ones, but you’re starting to find your way. I tried pressing through the walls, but you started screaming-“ He took a slow breath as his voice thickened. “It’s your mind. Your precious mind. Your wondrous heart. I can’t take risks with either.”
“Rishiri Arcana…” Dorian closed his eyes, searching- “Blood magic? On my mind. To change my memories. To- What end could that possibly serve?” 
“I could tell you what I think,” Rilienus murmured. “But you’re having enough trouble with what you know.”
A horrible thought occurred to him and he cupped Rilienus’ cheeks. “Will I forget you again?”
“It’s alright if you do. I’ll be here when you remember.” Hands covered his own and he could see bright green again, soft and warm and loving him. “He’s here, you know. With my mother. Bald, but it suits him. He’s here.”
“Felix?” Dorian murmured, holding his face as though it were the most precious thing in the world. It was, he knew, the knowledge from somewhere deep and slumbering. “He’s alive? Can I see him?”
Rilienus hesitated, thumbing his cheek. “When you come back, yes.” 
“My memories,” Dorian said softly. This wasn’t real. Or it had been, once. “Right. Can you guide me towards one I’ve forgotten?”
Rilienus nodded slowly. “I wasn’t there. But I’ll be with you, even if you don’t see me. Maybe it will guide you towards something I don’t know about.” He kissed his cheek gently. “You’re ready?”
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lavellanhell · 11 months ago
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Ok, this has been a really long day and I've had enough. I saw a world consumed by a breach, red lyrium growing from humans, strange time magic, venatori on every corner, mages willingly turning into demons, my advisor infected with blight and tortured, and last but not least, my friends who sacrificed their lives for me.
You will pay for this, Alexius.
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Look what you've done. You turned the world into rubble. You have the blood of thousands of humans, elves, dwarves and qunari on your hands. And why? To save your son? So look at him now. No one should "live" like this.
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lambshots · 1 year ago
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Chapter 22
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