#female inquisitor x cassandra

[marduksstuff]

I finally got a chance to play Inquisition!!! I LOVE CASSANDRA SO MUCH, SHE'S SO CUTE

[cassandra-pentughasst]

Deliverance // Chapter 13

“I can’t stand the idea that I could have lost you without even knowing it,” Cassandra admits, leaning into Ellana’s palm. “I don’t know if I can handle losing any more of the people I care about, not after all the ones I’ve lost already,” Ellana sighs looking at her sadly, her index finger tracing the curve of her cheekbone. “I can’t promise you anything, as much as I want to. But just know that you’re one of the reasons I’m going to fight so hard to make it out of this war alive,” Their conversation, Ellana’s words from so many nights ago play through her mind on repeat. And on each loop Ellana’s admission that Cassandra was one of the things she would fight to stay alive for sticks. And given her actions earlier that night a small part of Cassandra begins to question the sincerity of her words.  Then instantly feels a pang of regret knowing that fear and desperation cloud even the most level heads in the heat of the moment. Although looking at the severed end of Ellana’s braid heat prickles in the back of Cassandra’s throat as she clenches a bruised fist. “ You’re one of the reasons I’m going to fight so hard to make it out of this war alive,” repeats like a mantra in her head as Cassandra grits her teeth. If that was true, why was she looking at just how close she had come to losing her?

Read on Ao3 // Start from the beginning

[lavellanhell]

So obviously the goal is to establish the Inquisition to serve as an organization that will bring peace to the people and solve all threats. At least that's what they said they read from Justinian's writings.

Leliana went to send a message to the mages and templars. At least one must join in order for us to have enough power to close the breach.

Whether the crows flew in with the message safely or not…

... no reply reached Heaven. Not from either of them.

And so Josephine decided that it was necessary to officially announce the creation of the Inquisition and its interests. Cullen was so upset that even though he's normally a neat freak, he nailed the plaque to the door crookedly.

I don't really understand human politics, but it was clear that a lot of people didn't like the Inquisition. And especially to those who were among the dignitaries of the Chantry. Cassandra knew that the action would soon provoke a reaction, so she began gathering the Inquisition army. For now, it was made up of volunteers, survivors and refugees.

Commander Cullen threw out contacts among his Templar friends who would be willing to join our cause. And indeed some came. Commander did a great job training the soldiers.

Leliana also soon developed a network of spies from her contacts. And Josephine was also active - she actively sought out persons among the nobles and other influential personalities who could contribute some material gift or at least a good word in certain circles.

Even though the numbers weren't high yet, soon Haven was too small for us. In addition to soldiers, merchants and volunteers, crowds of refugees began to flow here, seeking comfort and pinning their hopes on us. To the Inquisition.

[andrastes-flaming-arse]

🦁 Cœur de Lion 🦁

As Thedas is plunged into chaos, Aithne Trevelyan desperately seeks to escape the suffocating grip of her noble family and the haunting memories of the Ostwick Circle. Each day is a battle against the echoes of her past, as she longs for a life free from her painful upbringing. Cullen Rutherford, former Knight-Captain of the Kirkwall Circle, fights his own demons. The scars of lyrium addiction run deep, leaving him to grapple with the remnants of a life filled with despair; Cullen feels unworthy of love and redemption. Thrown together as the sky falls apart, both will have to learn to set aside their tempestuous pasts and confront the evils that threaten to engulf everything they hold dear. Through trials involving family, conflict and magic, will love bring them together or ultimately tear them apart?

🦁🦁🦁🦁🦁

A full Trevelyan/Cullen fic that I might extend to Veilguard, with the Inquisitor as the main character because fuck you Bioware. What was Veilguard. Look how you massacred my egg Solas. You took a perfectly good elven god and ruined him. He has anxiety and so do the rest of us after that shit.

[coryfirelion]

COMMISSION FOR MY LOVE, @natsora <3 <3 Thank you for the commission <3 <3 I love Trev and Cass so much!! Cass and Trev being lovely and cheeky xD Commissions here!

[anneapocalypse]

Anne's Dragon Age Femslash!

Happy Femslash February! Have a list of all the F/F fics I've written for Dragon Age so far. Listed from shortest to longest. Ratings are noted here; please check AO3 tags for full list of warnings/content notes.

Herald's Rest. Female Trevelyan/Sera, 370 words, rated M. The Inquisitor finds a respite.

In Darkness Enveloped. Cassandra/Leliana, 1800 words, rated E. The Conclave is destroyed. The Divine is dead. The Left Hand and Right Hand are at odds, and at loose ends. It's the worst of times. It's certainly the worst possible time for this.

What We Can Do Together. Shianni/Briala, 2000 words, rated T. Briala has never called her away from Denerim before, so Shianni can only assume this is important.

Gifts of the Hunt. Female Mahariel/Morrigan, 13000 words, rated M. Lyna Mahariel follows Morrigan through the eluvian, leaving behind her life with the Wardens and with her Dalish clan. With only each other, Morrigan's child, and the magic of a long-forgotten past, what kind of future will the two of them have together?

No Woman Rules Alone. Anora Mac Tir/Female Tabris, 34000 words, rated E. Warden Tabris convinced Anora and Alistair to marry for the good of Ferelden, to unite the lands against the darkspawn. They have settled into a functional partnership and even friendship, but there is no love between them and they both know it. Over time, Anora finds that it is the Warden-Commander and Arl of Amaranthine who has won not only her respect, but her heart.

[bellamer]

Oretta: Alright big boy, time for a nap, you've been working your ass off on this red lyrium shit, my knight commander needs rest.

Cullen: But Inquisitor-

Oretta: We can do this the easy way or the hard way. You decide.

Cullen: I'm sorry but I have to get this done.

-Five minutes later-

Josephine: W...What is The Inquisitor doing to Cullen ?

Oretta, carrying Cullen over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes: I warned ya Cully-Boy, but you wanted to do it the hard way.

Cullen, blushing profusely: INQUISITOR, PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT !

Oretta: Nah, you wanted to do this the hard way, ima do it the hard way.

Cullen: YOU COULD HAVE TAKEN ME TO MY BED !

Oretta: First of all, that was only the option if you went the easy way, second of all, your mattress is way too hard and is probably fucking up your back, so I'm taking you to my room. We just have to walk across Skyhold in front of EVERYONE to get there.

Cassandra: My, I didn't know that the Inquisitor was so strong....

Iron Bull: Oh yeah, I work out with her sometimes. Boss says she can't solely rely on her magic to defend herself so she's been working out vigorously. It's scary how swole she's gotten so fast but I think her muscles are made out of mostly spite and the need to destroy Coryphyus.

Varric: Wow... look at her... she's actually climbing those tall ass stairs with Cullen over her shoulder...a dainty looking elf like her lugging around the knight commander like he's nothing and she's not even breaking a sweat.

Cole, appearing from nowhere: But it's okay. Cullen actually secretly likes being manhandled by her, so we shouldn't be alarmed.

Varric:.... I always knew he was freaky.

Iron Bull: Dorian owes me a drink.

-In the Inquisitors Quarters-

Cullen: That wasn't funny, Oretta ! Everyone saw ! I won't be able to show my face around Skyhold for weeks ! Do you know how hard that is since I'm knight commander ?!?

Oretta: I'm pretty sure that I heard you moan when I grabbed your waist tighter to make sure that you didn't fall when we went up the stairs, so was it really that bad for you ?

Cullen:.......

Oretta, opening her arms: Now let me hold you some more.

Cullen, crawling into her arms: Alright.... I really could use a nap...

[crowinkwriting]

Tranquisitor

[Thank you to everyone who read chapter 1! Here is chapter 2!]

Chapter 2:

Once Olive finally stepped outside into the cold she could barely believe her eyes. Not only could she feel the winter air but as she turned she could see a green storm like swirl in the sky but it clearly was no normal storm. 

“We call it the breach. It’s a massive rift into the world of demons that grows larger with each passing hour.” Cassandra explained as Olive watched the green in the sky.

Cassandra had said more but Olive couldn’t turn away from the sky. She could clearly see the large stones and other material the green mass had gathered and watched as they swirled around what Olive assumed was the thing Cassandra had referred to as the Breach. Whatever this was Olive knew she couldn’t have done it. She had been tranquil, or that’s what she assumed, for Maker knows how long.

Suddenly the stinging in the mage’s hand returned and Olive fell to the ground in pain. “Each time the breach expands your mark spreads and it is killing you. It may be the key to stopping this, but there isn’t much time.” Cassandra explained as she helped Olive to her feet.

“What do you mean it’s the key?” Olive asked, looking from her hand and then back to Cassandra.

“To closing the breach. Whether that’s possible is something we shall discover shortly. It is our only chance, however. And yours.” Cassandra answered. Even with the Seeker explaining everything Olive thought this was so much to take in. ‘I should be in the circle.’ Olive thought. She wasn’t even sure where she was or what happened to the circle. ‘The First Enchanter wouldn’t have just let me go.’ Olive remembered.

Even with all her confusion Olive knew now might not be the time to be asking questions. The sky had a giant hole in it and apparently she was the only one that could help. 

“I’ll do what I can.” Olive responded to Cassandra. ‘Maker help me.’ Olive prayed in her head.

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As they made their way closer to the forward camp Olive saw more of the damage, broken buildings, burning carts, and wounded soldiers. Hurt and frantic soldiers continued to pass them as Cassandra took the mage up a dirt path. Olive wanted to ask if this had been from the Breach but she remained silent.

Cassandra led Olive to the gates of the second bridge in silence and the mage had noticed as the two walked across the bridge that there were almost no soldiers. There were a few at the end and probably waiting for Olive and her companion. The Seeker walked ahead of Olive and as she followed she couldn’t help but stare at the green light coming from the sky. The view from the bridge was much clearer and now she could see what looked like balls of green fire hailing down to the ground around it.

They were almost across when Olive had noticed one of the bright green balls headed right toward them. Before she could warn anyone the fire ball had hurled itself at the bridge and Olive felt the stone under her feet crumble away. The mage covered her head with her arms as she began to hit the hard stones.

Once she had heard the ice below Olive looked up to see more green balls headed in her and Casandra’s direction. These ones only landed a few yards away and once they hit the ground Olive saw the demon that had been within the fire.

“Stay behind me!” Cassandra commanded as she charged forward to stop the demon in front of them.

Olive then noticed beside her another demon rising from the ground. She looked around quickly for something to defend herself when she noticed a staff a few feet away from her. Once she noticed the staff she quickly got to her feet and grabbed the staff beside her. She then turned and raised her staff to the slowly approaching demon.

Nothing. ‘Where’s my magic?’ Olive internally panicked. As the demon continued to approach Olive couldn’t find a way to use any of her magic. She continued to move back until she felt her legs hit the crates behind her. ‘This can’t be it.’ She thought as she watched the demon come closer. She had just gotten her mind back and the Maker wouldn’t be so cruel to let her die now.

Even though her magic wasn’t seeming to work she did notice that large spiked ball at the end of the staff. WIth the demon was still approaching Olive realized she didn’t have much she could do. Once the creature was in rage Olive, with all of her strength, bashed the demon in the head with the metal end of the staff.

The creature then stumbled back and while it covered it’s head in pain Olive quickly ran past it. She then turned to see Cassandra fighting another demon and there were several more on the snowy hill and further back on the ice. Without her magic Olive wasn’t sure what she could do. Cassandra was handling one demon but there were still several more approaching and Olive didn’t want to leave her to deal with them on her own.

While Olive was trying to think of a plan she hadn’t noticed the injured angry demon quickly charging at her. Out of the corner of her eye Olive noticed the giant claw headed right at her head and quickly ducked out of the way. She then turned to the enraged demon behind her and when she tried to raise the staff to take another swing the demon quickly knocked it out of her hand and onto the ice.

With her weapon gone Olive raised her hands to her head in order to provide her some protection from the incoming claws of the demon. Anticipating the attack of the demon, Olive stuck her hand out in an attempt to block the blow of the creature but before it could hit Olive felt a surge of lightning from her hand strike the demon. The chain of lightning felt stronger than she remembered and the demon fell to the ground.

Once the demon was dead Olive looked at her hand and saw small purple sparks. ‘Thank the Maker.’ Olive through as she reached for the staff that had been previously knocked out of her hand. After picking up the staff Olive turns back to the rest of the demons who had now gathered closer to her and Cassandra, who was fighting another demon. Olive aimed a blast of lightning at the closest demon and while it wasn’t as powerful as the previous one she could tell it did some damage. The attack had gotten the demon's attention and as it quickly approached Olive readied herself for another fight.

Throughout the fight Olive could feel it becoming more and more difficult to use her magic or control it. She had managed to function well enough to defeat the creatures in front of them but once the last demon had fallen Olive felt exhausted. As Olive leaned against her staff she noticed Cassandra quickly approaching but this time her sword was pointed at the mage.

“Drop your weapon. Now.” Cassandra ordered pointing her sword at the scared mage. In a panic Olive let go of her staff and heard the loud clink of it hitting the ice beside her. “Alright. Have it your way.” Olive nervously responds looking between Cassandra and her sword.

“Wait.” Cassandra said while she put her sword away. “I cannot protect you, and I cannot expect you to be defenseless.”

After hearing that Olive slowly moved to grab the staff beside her while keeping an eye on the Seeker. Once Olive grabbed the staff she quickly followed behind Casandra who had stopped a few feet ahead and turned back to Olive. “I should remember that you agreed to come willingly.” Cassandra said before the two continued on walking in silence.

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“We’re getting close to the rift. You can hear the fighting.” Cassandra told Olive as the two climbed up the snowy stairs.

Olive stopped for a moment to try and listen. “Who’s fighting?” She asked as her and Cassandra continued forward.

“You’ll see soon. We must help them.” Cassandra answered back.

Once they reached the top of the stairs Olive could see what Cassandra was talking about. Up ahead were two large pillars and past them was what Olive assumed was once a town, but was now just rubble and burning buildings. In the middle of all the destruction and fighting she also saw the large green mass hanging in the sky. ‘That must be the rift.’ Olive though.

As they got closer she saw the group of soldiers fighting a demon. ‘There’s another mage.’ Olive thought, noticing the elf that was helping the soldiers. She then realized that aside from herself he had been the first mage she had seen since she woke up here. ‘I hope everyone’s okay.’ Olive wished.

Cassandra again charged forward to fight the demon in front of them while Olive stayed back. Olive raised her staff to attack the demon with more lightning but once she tried the attack all she saw was a small spark shot forward. ‘Not again!’ Olive internally panicked. She just wanted this to be a sick joke by the Maker but Olive knew the issue with her magic would have to be fixed later. Olive ran forward and instead of any spell she just hit the demon with the metal part of her staff.

As Cassandra struck the demon with her sword again Olive stepped backward toward what she assumed was called the rift. “Quickly, before more come through!” She heard someone yell behind her right before she felt someone pull on her left wrist. Her hand was then lifted to the rift and as the bright green glow returned so did the stabbing pain. The glow from her hand got stronger and Olive could feel the pull from the fade. She then heard a loud bang followed by the rift quickly sealing itself but up.

The stranger beside her released her wrist and Olive watched as the green glow and pain faded away again. She then turned to see who had grabbed her wrist and saw it was the elven mage she had noticed earlier. “What did you do?” She asked him, still quite confused from what happened.

“I did nothing. The credit is yours.” He responded. Olive then slowly looked down at her hand. “I closed that thing? How?” Olive asked before looking back at the mage beside her.

“Whatever magic opened the Breach in the sky also placed that mark upon your hand. I theorized the mark might be able to close the rifts that have opened in the Breach’s wake, and it seems I was correct.” The elven mage explained to her.

Before Olive could say anything Cassandra spoke up again. “Meaning it could also close the Breach itself.”

“Possibly.” He said to Cassandra and then he turned back to Olive. “It seems you hold the key to our salvation.”

“Good to know. Here I thought we’d be ass deep in demons forever.” Olive heard behind her and when she turned to see who had spoken she saw a handsome dwarf holding an odd looking crossbow. “Varric Tethras. Rogue, storyteller, and occasionally unwelcome tagalong.” He introduced herself and winked at Cassandra.

“Are you with the Chantry?” Olive asked.

The mage beside her chuckled before speaking up. “Was that a serious question?”

“Technically I’m a prisoner, just like you.” Varric told Olive.

“I brought you here to tell your story to the Divine. Clearly that is no longer necessary.” Cassandra finally pipes up.

“Yet, here I am. Lucky for you, considering current events.” The dwarf responded to Cassandra. Olive could tell there they probably knew each other and she finally noticed the large crossbow the dwarf had.

“That’s a nice crossbow you have there.” Olive said.

“Ah, isn’t she? Bianca and I have been through a lot together.” He responded, speaking fondly of his weapon.

Olive seemed confused when she heard that because she had never heard of someone giving their weapon a name. “You named your crossbow Bianca?” She asked.

“Of course, and she’ll be great company in the valley.” Varric happily answered. Before either could say anything else Cassandra stepped in between the two. “Absolutely not. Your help is appreciated, Varric, but-” Cassandra started to state but was interrupted by Varric. “Have you been in the valley lately, Seeker? Your soldiers aren’t in control anymore. You need me.” Varric responded, smirking at the very annoyed armored woman in front of him.

Cassandra let out an ‘ugh’ sound as she turned around, clearly annoyed, and walked ahead of the group. Before Olive could turn to check on the woman she noticed the mage who had helped her earlier. “My name is Solas, if there are to be introductions. I’m pleased to see you still live.” He introduced himself.

Olive wasn’t really sure what to say. She wanted to ask about the mages, circle, the rift, or even what was going on. It was clear he knew something about her hand but before she could say anything Varric spoke up. “He means, ‘I kept that mark from killing you while you slept.'” Varric mentioned.

“Thank you.” Olive said to Solas with a smile. She was both thankful and impressed that he had managed to save her from whatever the mark on her hand was. Now that she was getting a better look at Solas Olive noticed that he didn’t seem to be dressed like a circle mage and his staff looked old and like he had probably made it himself. ‘He’s an apostate.’ she realized. An apostate had saved her life.

“Thank me if we manage to close the Breach without killing you in the process.” Solas responded to her before walking over to speak to Cassandra. Despite being an apostate Olive thought he seemed pretty friendly and he had been the only mage she had seen so far, which she realized was quite strange. Instead of finding an experienced circle mage the Chantry had gotten an apostate to heal her. A nice apostate, but he was still an apostate. Not only that but she realized Cassandra had been the only sign of Templar presence and the Seekers aren’t even Templars. ‘What’s going on?’ Olive wondered.

“Understood. We must get to the forward camp quickly.” Olive heard Cassandra say to Solas. The Seeker and Solas then began to continue onward. “Well, Bianca’s excited.” Varric commented as he and Olive quickly followed the two ahead of them. This just kept getting stranger for Olive.

[Masterpost]

[narrettwist]

Cassandra: In theory the Seekers are there to keep an eye on the Templars and keep them on a leash if need be.

Michi looking over at Cullen: What do you know, I'm a Seeker.

Cassandra: Inquisitor, you are a mage. It would be impossible for you to become... That is not what you meant.

Sera and Dorian laughing their assess off.

[highsummonermercar]

Thalia Lavellan💫

[natsora]

Hart

“Maker give me strength,” Cassandra hissed as she spurred her horse to go faster. Hot on the tail of Trev, she did her best to catch up, but the Inquisitor looked intent on getting herself killed. “Trev! Slow down!” 

“But—” Trev jerked her head, looking as the hart she was chasing neared. “I’m going to jump.” 

“What?” Before she could grab the back of Trev’s flapping cloak, the Inquisitor leapt. “Why?” she hissed through clenched teeth. “Why does the Maker test me so?” 

With two hands, Trev held onto the hart’s antlers and yanked. Predictably, the hart cried out and tried to buck her off. But it also slowed down. That gave Cassandra a chance to pull up alongside. 

“Trev! What are you trying to do?” 

Trev hung on by gripping the hart’s flanks with her thighs. “Get the hart to stop. We have to get the arrow out.” 

“Arrow?” 

“Yes!” That single word got dragged out as the hart tossed Trev violently about. “Help me!” Cassandra couldn’t see how and drew her blade. Trev’s eyes widened. “Not like that!” 

Cassandra rolled her eyes, but instead of slashing at the hart, she secured a rope around her pommel. With one swift throw, the sword pierced the tree she aimed for. The rope stretched across the trail. The hart, alarmed by the foreign object, skidded to a halt. 

Trev panted heavily as she stroked the hart’s neck. “We’re here to help. Just relax.” 

Cassandra dismounted and made a makeshift leash, looping it around its neck. Trev took the chance to twist around on the hart’s back. The arrow protruded from its flank. A trail of blood stained its tawny coat. Carefully, Trev extracted the arrow. The hart moaned but kept still. It now understood they were trying to help. 

Arrow extracted, the hart licked the healing potion off Trev’s hand and bolted for the safety of the forest. Trev stretched and winced. “My poor butt…” 

Cassandra grunted. “And whose fault is that?” 

“I was trying to help!” The Inquisitor protested. 

Cassandra expressed no sympathy and went to retrieve her sword. But she couldn’t help the smile that twitched at the corners of her mouth. No doubt the Inquisitor was young and reckless, but she had her heart in the right place.

@14daysdalovers​

[cassandra-pentughasst]

The Romancing of Cassandra Pentaghast The little fic that could is very close to hitting a massive milestone on Ao3! Its very close to 10k hits and honestly I'd be pretty chuffed if it did, so if you think its something you might enjoy give it a read! Or if you know someone you think might enjoy it send it along, it would be very much appreciated! The whole thing was a labour of love and emotional ups and downs and it took my entire undergraduate degree to finish so I just think its really neat and hope you do too 🥺 Synopsis: Cassandra liked her solitude, she didn't need anyone to make her feel complete. Then everything went wrong. Enter Ellana, a small silver-haired elven woman with a glowing mark on her hand that makes her the only person capable of defeating this unknown threat, and it would seem changing what Cassandra thinks she knows about herself. Read on Ao3

[lavellanhell]

Cassandra pulled me towards the Temple of Sacred Ashes and along the way we encountered a huge number of demons. I'm a mage, so I've dealt with a few demons in my life, but this is on a whole other level. And just when I thought we couldn't handle a bigger onslaught, a pale, handsome elf took my hand - and pointed that hand directly into the rift.

Turns out I really can close rifts. Although I have no idea how that is possible. And obviously no one knew it, not even the unknown dwarf behind us.

[maintitle]

Since this has become kind of a center of fanfiction for me, I wanted to mention I do in fact have an Ao3 account and write on there sporadically!  Mostly it’s sporadic one-shots and incomplete, rarely updated Marvel series, but I just finished a near-100 page series of short stories and journals for my DA characters!  Check them out if you feel like it!

[coryfirelion]

Trev had an idea.

It was awesome.

Modern AU Cass and Trev by @natsora and the whole idea for this here!