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soulcluster · 7 months ago

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here it is, what no one asked for: my ship bias list under a read more cause oof it's long

main roster

disney hans — anna, kristoff

dragon age blackwall — josie, inquisitor colum cousland — morrigan, anora, zevran fenris — hawke, isabela, bethany kaitlyn hawke — varric, fenris, cullen, alistair, loghain roland gilmore — cousland, bethany

dragon ball z android 18 — krillin bulma briefs — vegeta, goku cell — ....honestly just send me your ideas dende — gohan goku — chi-chi, bulma piccolo — bulma trunks briefs (future) — none yet

final fantasy aerith — cloud, tifa, sephiroth cid highwind — reeve, tifa clive rosfield — jill, cid cloud — aerith yuna — tidus, baralai

fire emblem citrinne — none yet cyril — lysithea eirika — seth, saleh, cormag ephraim — forde, gerik, tethys, marisa, tana frederick — olivia, sumia, cherche gerome — cynthia, lucina, laurent kagetsu — alear nel — none yet olivia — frederick, lon'qu, gregor seteth — jeralt, hanneman

fma: brotherhood ed — winry ling yao — lan fan riza — roy

harvest moon chelsea — vaughn kai — popuri, karen, leia mark (awl) — muffy molly (ap) — candace, phoebe, renee popuri — gray, karen, kai soseki — none yet vaughn — chelsea

the last unicorn amalthea — lir

legend of zelda link — mipha, malon malon — link mipha — link, zelda, revali zelda — ganondorf

marvel 616 adam warlock — gamora drax — mantis gamora — adam warlock, angela, tony stark peter quill — none yet rocket — lylla

mortal kombat fujin — none yet jax — sonja, vera takeda — jacqui

my time gwen/oc — logan, unsuur, owen, qi, heidi logan — fang, grace, builder

persona kotone — shinjiro, akihiko, ryoji ren — yoshizawa, ann, futaba, shiho, ryuji ryuji — joker, ann shiho — ann, joker shinjiro — kotone

resident evil leon — claire rebecca — none yet

star wars briayla/oc — corso, darmas, theron, lana doc — jedi knight kihanda/oc — doc, obi-wan

stardew valley abigail — sam, leah, penny, farmer eris/oc — harvey harvey — farmer

studio ghibli arrietty — spiller baron — baroness kiki — none yet pazu — sheeta

tales of kratos — anna, raine lailah — zaveid

threads of fate rue — none yet

tomb raider jonah — abigaile lara — sam, jaocb sam — lara

request roster

chrono trigger/cross serge — leena magus — none yet

cyberpunk 2077 takemura — none yet v/oc — none yet

DC lucifer — mazikeen soarnik natu — none yet

disney jack skellington — sally jane porter — tarzan, belle

final fantasy basch — none yet fran — balthier penelo — none yet zidane — garnet/dagger

fire emblem byleth — dimitri, claude, hanneman, shamir deirdre — sigurd franz — none yet gregory — none yet marianne — byleth, dimitri mikoto — yukimura, gunter quan — ethlyn rhys — none yet silas — corrin

harvest moon calvin — farmer lyla — basil, louis muffy — farmer, griffin, nami

legend of dragoon dart — shana lavitz — rose

mass effect garrus — shepard jeff/joker — shepard zaeed — shepard

metal gear solid cécile — kaz gray fox — none yet quiet — venom snake solid snake — hal, meryl

my hero academia tenya iida — ochako mina ashido — none yet

once upon a time belle — emma, ruby, ariel, killian, neal emma swan — neal, belle, ruby, graham grace — henry jefferson — belle, graham, robin, ruby milah — graham, robin, killian neal — emma, belle, robin, graham

rune factory felicity — raguna russell — none yet

tales of zaveid — lailah

*note 1: for any oc type characters I have a preference for (inquisitor, hawke, builder, assorted farmers, shepard, etc.), shipping will depend on that muse's character and if it works with my muse.

**note 2: just because a ship isn't on here doesn't mean I wouldn't ship it at all, except in the rare case of a notp

***notps: aerith/zack, cloud/tifa. these are only in a romantic sense, platonic is fine. if you see me shipping these it's because I'm close with the other mun

#ship bias #im gonna link this on my pinned post likely #i've also likely forgotten some so I'll...update this as needed

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danceswithdarkspawn · 4 months ago

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some additional context for plot bunny posting:

it's a Warden!Inquisitor AU, specifically with a King Cousland.

Kieran and Frederick are half-brothers.

Morrigan helped name Frederick; his entire name is Frederick Seamus.

Leliana leaves Skyhold with Morrigan shortly after Corypheus is defeated. She has no candidacy for Divine. Charter is the Inquisition's spymaster through the rest of the Inquisition's lifetime.

Remember me posting about a Morriana queer-platonic relationship? This is what it turned into.

#last post before i disappear into the aether #most unhinged idea ive had

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soulcluster-moved · 3 years ago

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I currently have no tracked threads with the following so if you’re interested in one you should lmk (also if we do have something for one of the following and ive lost it also pls lmk)

belle

calvin

cell

cloud strife

colum cousland

conrad roth

dart feld

diamond dog

doc

lara’s doppelganger

ellie langford

ellie sattler

felicity

frederick

han solo

jack skellington

jane porter

jecht

jefferson hatter

jennifer parker

hancock

johnny sasaki

kai

lailah

lavitz slambert

lucifer

milah

mira

olivia

peony

quiet

ren amamiya

rey organa solo

rue

russell

silas

solid snake

vlad tepes

yuna

zidane

#ooc #adam be hoarding 10 threads #lara has 11 #they need to chill #ok but i love them so #there's two i omitted from this list tho #because im technically writing starters for them hopefully soon...

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frankensteinshimbo · 7 years ago

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Character Superlatives

I was tagged by @dontwaitforinspiration! Thank you!

Rules: I was recently nominated for “most likely to get lost on an island” by my student government, and I was inspired to make character superlatives. Answer each question and give an explanation or a reaction quote after each one. (Ya know… context is key)

Be sure to nominate other writers!

1) Most likely to be President/Mayor/King…

Davinia Cousland and Isidor Rademacher

Although both come from different settings, worlds even, they both were heroes that rose from a time of war to defend or restore their countries from an evil. Davie was already of noble lineage and in line for a position second to the king. Isidor was born into little means but built his career on being a champion of the people. They both hold political office.

2) Most likely to get arrested.

Frederick Rademacher Jr.

As the slinky murderer of his jilted lover on a steamy southern night, I’d say Frederick is a shoein for most likely to be arrested, as that is the goal of the detective hired to track him down.

3) Best hair

Frederick Rademacher Jr. (again)

I only say this because I’ve gotten many comments on the uniqueness of his hairstyle over the years.

4) Most athletic

Friyr Illustratum

Friyr sold himself as a gladiator young, starving, and blind. He won. And he kept winning until he had enough gold to ensure he’d never want again.

5) Best beard.

Benjamin Eaton

He has a beard so red it looks like fire sprayed over his lower jaw.

6) Best bromance.

Benjamin Eaton and a character I’m calling Egon Entlufter, for now.

If anything, the death of their friend made them closer and more bent on revenge.

7) Most likely to give up showering

Fritz Rademacher Sr.

Constantly drawn into obsessions, he’d sacrifice basic needs before you could break his fascination. This seems to be a trait inherited by his son, although Frederick is more cognizant of his needs.

8) Tallest and shortest

Frizz Moggle and Tavie Wax

We range from around 6′4″ to 5′1″ here.

9) Most likely to start the apocalypse

Egon Entlufter

Desperation, rage, pain can bring the world to its knees if provoked or invoked.

10) Most likely to stop the apocalypse

Davinia Cousland

Mortal though she may be, a stalwart compassion and fortitude of mind begs her to try or die doing so.

I nominate @byjillianmaria, @ava-burton-writing, and @ejsmagazine

#byjillianmaria #ava-burton-writing #avaburtonwriting #ejsmagazine #dontwaitforinspiration #tag game #mod art

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annemayfair · 7 years ago

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Parting Ways. [P.1]

@picchar @thatcalamity I did a smol thing

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The fanfare fell quiet long ago, and the band players left the castle with all the extra servants that wore out their clothes within the past two months. An extraordinary celebration that cost more than the royal treasury could pay for already got spotlights in letters sent to Orlais and all the way to Seheron; countless people wrote to the royal chancellor, invoking ancient favors, hoping for an invitation. But they would need to defeat an Archdemon, ward off a Qunari invasion, or stop an ancient mad god in order to fit among the guests.

Or they needed to be family.

Oran celebrated like the rest. He drank sweet wines and honeymeads, washing it down with crystal-clear drinks that hailed from Rivain. He ate the Starkhaven fish pies and participated in a hunt that produced a large boar for a traditional Avvar wedding roast. He even fought a couple of nobles for everyone’s bemusement, every time securing a favor from different beautiful attendees. His legs got sore and his feet hurt from dancing that happened within last two weeks, and even Oran, the man who can talk a bird off a tree, grew tired of social mingling. So he was among the first people departing from the Royal Palace the very next morning when the fun ended.

His horse had been prepared, but he hoped to meet Rahlen and Fenlin before he rode back to Rainesfere. He stood at the back balcony, enjoying the early summer sun. Warm and yellow, it colored everything around him with a light tint. Green seemed greener, grey seemed happier, and the entire world was drowning in happiness. Yet, somehow, as he watched multiple servants prepare carriages for others who’d be leaving after the royal luncheon, he wasn’t really happy. His chest hurt, and he knew the suspiciously peppered broiled rabbit, served with Waller salad, was to blame.

“Bann Mac Eanraig,” a joyful voice sounded behind Oran. “I’m glad we could catch you before you left!”

Oran turned to see Rahlen and Fenlin walk down the marble staircase hand in hand. Rahlen’s blue and gold outfit shone in the morning sun, reflecting speckles of light onto castle walls. Fenlin looked most dashing in her corresponding greens and silver, and her hair seemed more luminous than the sun itself. Oran smiled, bowed to them, and greeted them back:

“Not Mac Eanraig yet, but I am glad to see you regardless,” he straightened back up. “I hope you survived your wedding well enough.”

“We lived, and this is what matters the most,” Rahlen laughed, coming forward to shake Oran’s hand. “But the company does seem to be tired.”

“I still can’t believe a dwarf named Oghren could drink so much,” Fenlin tiptoed to give Oran a kiss on the cheek. “Each barrel was twice his size.”

“Sounds just like our mothers’ stories, doesn’t it?” Oran smiled at them, hands placed on the hilt of his sword. “Oghren consuming copious amounts of alcohol. A fight. And a mabari sneaking torn pantaloons into pockets of their owners.”

“That sure was embarrassing,” admitted Rahlen, “but I’m still unsure where Lady acquired them. None of the guests complained.”

“Perhaps they were too ashamed,” guessed Fenlin. “Lady must’ve seen something unfathomable if she got them without a fight.”

Their conversation got interrupted by a loud crack. All three turned sharply and saw a trunk with spilled contents in the courtyard, and a few men panicked around it. Rahlen leaned over the balcony and told the men to fix the trunk, and Oran snuck a closer look at Fenlin. She appeared to be… happy. And joyful.

As she should.

“When are you leaving?” Rahlen asked, returning. “And are you sure you must depart today, and not in another month?”

“The castellans grow uneasy as your clemency approaches,” Oran explained. “They still stand by their words that I am unfit to hold a mining monopoly, that I am too weak to hold the power on my own. What’s the better way of showing them wrong than showing them who I really am?”

“There’s some logic in your ways,” Rahlen crossed his hands over his chest. “But I would prefer if you stayed for longer.”

“That would be my utmost pleasure,” Oran assured him. “But duty calls.”

He lifted his arms in the air, asking them for attention.

“There’s one more matter to attend to before I leave,” he announced. “I want to give you your presents in person while I can.”

“Oran, you’re just too nice,” smiled Fenlin. “Is it the super secret tome of Tale of the Champion you’ve been promising me?”

“Wait, there’s a second tome?” Rahlen’s jaw nearly dropped on the floor. “What’s there to put into a whole second tome?”

“I did obtain a manuscript,” Oran winked at Fenlin. “I’m waiting for it to be verified; and as soon it is proven authentic, I am ordering a copy for you.”

From his pocket, he produced a small box made of black wood. The entire surface of this box was covered in intricate carvings that showed the family tree of Couslands. Oran watched in sweet anticipation as Rahlen cautiously opened the box, and smiled as wide as he could when Rahlen looked at him in confusion.

“This is,” Rahlen licked his lips. “This is a lovely…”

“What is it?” Fenlin stood by her husband’s side and peeked at the contents of the box. “Is that a dried wormdust you mentioned, Oran?”

“No,” the bann shook his head, shifting his weight from one foot to another. “A gift from me to your family, Rahlen, and may you never need it.”

“I’m sure this is lovely, but what is it?” Fenlin persisted, furrowing her brows slightly.

A few bowing servants snuck past them, carrying trays of cutlery. They headed towards a section of the garden where the wedding guests have been having their breakfast for the last few weeks. Then a yawning mabari Oran couldn’t recognize strolled by with a huge piece of ham in its mouth. Windows started opening at the castle, above and around them, as the people started waking up.

“I won’t say too much,” Oran said. “But let’s put it this way: at Haven, my mother took a bit extra.”

He watched Rahlen’s expression change and color drain from his face. The crown prince’s fingers shook as he closed the box, tucking it away safely inside his chest pocket.

“I still don’t understand,” Fenlin admitted.

“I’ll tell you everything as we prepare for the breakfast,” Rahlen placed his hand on her waist in a semi-hug. “I promise.”

Fenlin appeared to be surprised of the change in Rahlen that happened in less than a minute. But she accepted it, knowing well that Rahlen would keep his promise and provide all information. For now, she just watched a bit of tears form in corners of both men’s eyes as they shook hands.

“This is more generosity than I’ll be able to repay,” Rahlen said with a coarse voice.

“We’re family,” Oran told him. “No repayment needed.”

A large red-faced man appeared in one of the windows just above Oran’s head. His bushy black eyebrows were covered in white powder, and his cheeks rapidly changed color from pale to tomato red. His purple hat, skewed to the side, threatened to fall off, but the man did not notice that fact. His eyes, wide with fear, changed their direction from Rahlen to servants in the courtyard to a large tree where Honeybun slept.

“Your Majesty,” the man screamed in the fakest calm voice, “your presence is needed urgently at the quarters of Tevene embassy!”

“Shall I be worried, Frederick?” Rahlen inquired with a stunned smile still on his lips.

“I’m afraid so, Your Majesty,” the red-faced man insisted.

Oran and Rahlen exchanged looks, and Oran assured his cousin that he understood everything, and that it were fine. They hugged hard, patting each other’s backs, and Rahlen kissed Fenlin before departing back into the castle. The two remained alone.

“I’ll walk you to the stables,” Fenlin said, placing her palm over Oran’s hand.

“That would be very kind,” he smiled to an old friend.

He put his hand into a proper gallant position, and with a short laughter, Fenlin accepted his offer. It seemed that a whole another life passed since their first meeting at Rowan’s, although Oran’s mind knew that it had been only couple of years. Servants and others greeted Fenlin as they passed them, and Oran noticed that despite having been here for months, it still did not sit well with the former Ambassador.

They reached the stables, occupied with a quiet conversation about their Tevene adventure and about Mythalen. Oran informed her that indeed local farmers started adopting nugalopes as drafting animals, and she told him that she has purchased a long-coveted talking golem miniature from Wonders of Thedas. They both stopped to pick up Honeybun, now much larger than Fenlin last saw her.

“When is she due?” Fenlin asked, petting Honeybun’s engorged belly.

“About two weeks,” Oran said, scratching behind his dog’s ears. Honeybun growled with pleasure, yawning. “She’s going to be such a good dog momma.”

“She will,” Fenlin kissed the dog’s head. “Oh, she will be, because she’s always been such a good miss!”

She then stood up and saw that Oran’s horse had been prepared. The old mare was lead up to them, with her reigns already in Oran’s hands. The man fidgeted with the saddle before facing her again.

“When shall we meet again?” She asked with a kind smile. “I hope your business in Rainesfere isn’t too occupying so you could visit. I’d love to introduce you to Rasha; I’m still upset you’re going to miss her by just four days.”

“I’m afraid it’s going to be a while,” he told her. “I don’t know how much time it’ll take to convince the landsknechts that I am a worthy leader, and I don’t know for how long I’ll get stuck in there. But we won’t see each other in a long while.”

“Well, if you can’t visit, we shall visit you, then,” she chuckled and gave Honeybun a baked mabari treats. Oran never knew where she hid them, but she always was prepared to spoil her.

He took a deep breath.

“I’d prefer you didn’t.”

Fenlin’s face was immediately overcome with doubt and surprise. She looked him straight in the eyes, searching for an explanation.

“Why?” She inquired firmly. “Is anything wrong?”

“Nothing is wrong,” Oran weakly resisted. “I simply think we both have our own business.”

She kept the silence for a while, lip bitten as a wrinkle formed between her brows.

“Fenlin, there is nothing wrong in me not seeing you, or vice versa,” Oran followed up. “But it’ll be easier and kinder. At least to me.”

He leaned over her and gently kissed her on the forehead, placing another small wooden box in her hands. This one was made from Brecilian ironbark with flowing Dalish motif carved deep into its surface.

“I am happy to have you in the family, Fenlin,” he told her, drawing back. “I am happy for you.”

“This is,” Fenlin said slowly, “this is extremely stupid.”

“Just as it’s supposed to be,” said Oran.

He got onto his horse, and pregnant Honeybun sprung to her feet. Oran half-bowed to Fenlin:

“Goodbye, Lady Ambassador, and may the Maker watch over your steps.”

She seemed confused and angry, and Oran’s heart jumped as he turned his back to her, heading his horse towards the gate. He listened closely to discern her footsteps when she finally moved back to the castle, her light walk barely making a sound against paved courtyard floor. A lump formed in Oran’s throat.

It was for the best.

#Fenlin Lavellan #Rahlen Theirin #Oran Mac Eanraig #Dragon Age #2nd gen #coon writes

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magicrobins · 8 years ago

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Dragon Age Dual AU Worldstate

Long post, all under the cut.

Edits may be made as details are added or changed.

(I typed this the best I could remember us discussing the details a while ago.)

Shared with: @bxtgrl (Nat), @jellyfishlovesloki

Dragon Age Origins

Heroes of Ferelden: Namera Cousland (sword/shield warrior, Alistair romance), and Piras Surana (mage, Zevran romance).

Companion OCs: Sylvas Mahariel (dual-wielding/archery rogue, Tamlen Rendlin romance), Sarabeth Tabris (archery rogue, Leliana romance), Christian Amell (mage, Morrigan romance), Rendlin Amell (sword/shield warrior, Sylvas romance), Paige Brosca (dual-wielding rogue, no romance), Atlen Mahariel (dual-wielding rogue, Jowan romance), and Noah Talbot (two-handed warrior, Anora romance).

All companions except for Loghain are recruited.

Companion decisions: Returned Sten’s sword, defeated Flemeth for her grimoire, sent Marjolaine away, and helped Alistair find Goldanna.

Namera has a mabari, Konroy, and Piras got a mabari after Ostagar, Sammy.

Broken Circle: Sided with the mages, gained some Templar supporters, and managed to save First Enchanter Irving.

The Arl of Redcliffe: Helped Redcliffe prepare and fight, Piras used lyrium and the help of Circle mages to fight the demon in the Fade, Connor alive, not possessed, and Piras and some companions helped Jowan escape at night (Sylvas directed him to Atlen for protection).

The Urn of Sacred Ashes: Urn wasn’t poisoned, and word about its discovery eventually got out.

Nature of the Beast: Sylvas helped Namera and Piras broker peace.

Paragon of Her Kind: Rendlin had a son with Mardy, restored Mardy’s son’s birthright, Dagna left to study, defeated Branka and destroyed the Anvil of the Void, Namera supported Harrowmont, Piras supported Bhelen, and the choice was ultimately left up to Rendlin who surprised everyone by choosing Bhelen.

Stone Prisoner DLC: Matthias and Amalia both alive, and neither are possessed.

Warden’s Keep DLC: Piras gained the Power of Blood, Sophia killed, and Avernus allowed to continue research under more ethical restraints.

Denerim: Helped Sarabeth figure out and stop the city elves from disappearing, rescued Anora, and Namera killed Howe in combat, avenging her family.

Landsmeet: Loghain killed by Alistair, Alistair became King of Ferelden, and later married Namera, making her Queen of Ferelden.

The Battle of Denerim: Alistair took part in the Dark Ritual with Morrigan, only Grey Warden to die was Riordan, and Namera and Piras killed the Archdemon together.

New Grey Wardens: Sylvas, Christian, Rendlin, Paige, Atlen, Noah, and Jowan joined the Grey Wardens after the Battle of Denerim. Sarabeth joined the Grey Wardens in the beginning of Awakening.

Namera and Sarabeth belong to @bxtgrl.

Piras, Sylvas, Christian, Rendlin, Paige, Atlen, and Noah belong to @magicrobins.

The Golems of Amgarrak DLC: Namera and Piras helped Jerrik, however they both vocally objected to the idea of bringing back the creation of golems.

Witch Hunt DLC: Christian follows Morrigan through the Eluvian.

Dragon Age Awakening DLC

New companion OCs: Halin Andras (mage, one-sided Nathaniel romance), Hannah Caron (two-handed warrior, Jaden romance), and Jaden Kader (archery rogue, Hannah romance). Companion OCs from Origins returned with Namera and Piras, as well as Jowan, a canon character.

Piras is named Arl of Amaranthine.

All companions recruited and joined the Grey Wardens.

Oghren and Felsi reunited.

Both the Keep and Amaranthine were successfully protected after hard battles.

The only casualty of the battles: Justice was “killed” when Kristoff’s head is chopped off while defending Vigil’s Keep.

Piras and Namera side with the Architect against the Broodmother and allow him to live.

Zevran eventually returns to Amaranthine, and he and Piras marry at Vigil’s Keep.

Majority of companions stay with the Grey Wardens, though Velanna eventually leaves after believing she saw her sister.

Halin Andras, Hannah Caron, and Jaden Kader belong to @magicrobins

Dragon Age II*

*The timeline of DA2 is being edited to better fit in with the timeline of Origins. We have it to where the Hawke family were younger when they fled Lothering, and the Hawke siblings were indentured for more than just a year in Kirkwall.

Champions of Kirkwall: Derek Hawke (mage, eldest sibling, Fenris romance), and Vera Hawke (mage, Anders romance).

Companion OCs: Kenrick Lolani (two-handed warrior, Merrill romance), Stella Montgomery (dual-wielding/archery rogue, Isabela romance), Talia Fredericks (dual-wielding rogue, Sebastian romance), and Jaxton Montgomery (dual-wielding/archery rogue, Tallis romance).

All companions recruited, and all relationships are friendship.

Companion decisions: Carver became a Grey Warden, Bethany became a Circle mage, Bartrand lived, convinced Varric not to keep the lyrium idol, Isabela returned with the Tome, didn’t turn Isabela over to the Qunari, didn’t convince Merrill to destroy the Eluvian, didn’t kill Merrill’s clan, and Aveline married Donnic.

Mages fully supported.

Prologue: Both Bethany and Carver live, Bethany is gravely injured from the ogre attack, Vera and Derek join the smugglers, and Stella and Jaxton join the mercenaries.

Act 1: Derek and Vera sometimes disagreed when it came to letting mages go or returning them to the Circle, Saemus saved and returned to the Viscount, Kelder killed, the slaver Danzig killed, Derek and Vera both own the Bone Pit, Feynriel sent to the Dalish, defended Ketojan, left Bethany in Kirkwall, and took Carver to the Deep Roads.

Act 2: Gascard killed, didn’t side with Varnell, didn’t side with Petrice, Javaris was alive and well, helped with the raiders on the cliffs, freed Feynriel and allowed him to leave for Tevinter, and Derek and Vera killed the Arishok together.

Legacy DLC: Sided with Larius, defeated Corypheus, and found Malcolm’s Will.

Mark of the Assassin DLC: didn’t make Tallis angry, and Jaxton kissed Tallis.

Act 3: Met and let Zevran go, later aided by Zevran in the battle against Meredith, rescued Nathaniel, reunited Charade and Gamlen, handed conspirators over to Orsino, Derek disapproved and Vera approved of Anders destroying the Chantry, Anders was spared, Sebastian and Talia left for Starkhaven, vowing revenge on Anders and the Hawkes, the Hawkes and companions had to flee Kirkwall and go into hiding; to protect Vera, Derek solely took on the Champion of Kirkwall title; and Derek and companions spread false information that there had only ever been one Champion.

Derek Hawke, Stella Montgomery, and Jaxton Montgomery belong to @magicrobins. Vera Hawke and Talia Fredericks belong to @bxtgrl. Kenrick Lolani belongs to @jellyfishlovesloki.

Dragon Age: Inquisition

Inquisitors: Aya Lavellan (dual-wielding rogue, Cullen romance), and Galen Lavellan (mage, Dorian romance).

Companion OCs: Elaith Lavellan (mage, Solas romance), Nova Adaar (two-handed warrior, Iron Bull romance), Lilya Avery (mage, Blackwall romance), Jacob Lombardi (archery rogue, Josephine romance), Ju-long “Striker” Trevelyan (archery rogue, Cassandra romance), Mordecai Bayley (dual-wielding rogue, Lace romance), Ricka Cadash (dual-wielding rogue, one-sided Varric romance), Ozera Herah (dual-wielding rogue, Sera romance), Rasha Andras (two-handed warrior, Arven romance), Arven Karaas (mage, Rasha romance), Ai Trevelyan (mage, Krem romance), Zhen Trevelyan (mage, Bailey romance), and Bailey Carrian (archery rogue, Zhen romance).

All companions are recruited.

Companion decisions: Dorian reconciled with his father, Blackwall left prison with his true identity revealed and eventually joined the Grey Wardens, Iron Bull saved the Chargers and became Tal-Vashoth, Cassandra discovered the Book of Secrets, Harmond was kept alive but forced to work for the Inquisition, Cole became more human, Solas freed his friend, Varric pursued the red lyrium source lead, Vivienne gained the snowy wyvern heart, Cullen was encouraged not to use lyrium, Aya and Galen did favors for the Du Paraquette family, and Leliana was inspired.

Exploring Thedas: Reached the inner sanctum of the Temple of Pride, helped the refugees, gained the allegiance of the cultists, closed the rift in the lake, claimed Griffon Wing Keep, investigated the dwarven ruins, rescued troops from the Avvar, kept Fairbanks’ nobility a secret and helped him defeat the Freemen, killed Imshael, and captured Suledin Keep.

Operations: Failed to save Clan Lavellan, Sutherland’s company was successful, Jecin and Celeste married for love, and both Johi and Charade were recruited.

The Wrath of Heaven: Aya and Galen claimed to not know whether they were chosen by Andraste or not.

Champions of the Just: Elaith sent to Therinfal Redoubt with a few companions under the disguise of an Inquisitor, offered the Templars a free alliance, and Ser Barris is alive and promoted to Knight-Commander.

In Hushed Whispers: Aya and Galen went to Redcliffe with a few companions, and offered the mages a free alliance.

Tension was high in Haven among the Templars and mages, many uneasy with the Inquisition allying with both groups.

In Your Heart Shall Burn: Cole arrived at Haven, and Aya and Galen both stayed behind to fight and distract Corypheus.

Here Lies the Abyss: Derek Hawke, Stella Montgomery, Kenrick Lolani, Jaxton Montgomery, and canon companions except for Sebastian and Anders arrived at Skyhold upon Varric’s request to aid in the trouble with the Grey Wardens; Derek, Stella, and Kenrick fell into the Fade with the Inquisitors, a few companions, and Stroud; Stroud chose to stay back in the Fade, telling Derek to find his cousin (Christian Amell) to lead the Grey Wardens because it’s common knowledge the Heroes of Ferelden and several of their companion Wardens have gone missing; Derek, Stella, and Kenrick had to pull Aya and Galen out of the Fade to get them to leave Stroud behind; the Grey Wardens are offered a free alliance to rebuild their strength and ranks; and Derek urges the Inquisitors and Leliana to find Christian Amell, who at that point was a high ranking Grey Warden.

Wicked Eyes and Wicked Hearts: Christian Amell was found attending the ball with Morrigan and joined her and Kieran at Skyhold, Empress Celene lived and Grand Duchess Florianne both lived, Celene continued to rule and reconciled with Briala.

What Pride had Wrought: Galen chose to respect the temple’s traditions, Aya chose to follow the quicker route through the temple’s underground, Galen managed to get the alliance and help of the guardians, Samson and Calpernia were the Inquisition’s nemesis, Aya destroyed Samson’s armor, Galen talked to Calpernia and convinced her that her loyalty was misdirected, and Aya and Galen decided to share the price and drank from the Well of Sorrows together.

Doom Upon the World: Aya and Galen made no formal support for either Cassandra, Leliana, or Vivienne for Divine, not wanting to choose between their friends; Aya and Galen defeated Corypheus together while their companions and Inquisition forces fought off the demon horde; and Leliana was chosen as Divine Victoria.

The Descent DLC: The earthquakes were stopped, and the secret origin of lyrium was discovered.

Jaws of Hakkon DLC: Discovered and met Ameridan, shared the truth about Ameridan, killed the dragon, and Aya and Galen both gained a legend-mark from the Avvar.

Trespasser DLC: Iron Bull remained loyal, the Inquisition was disbanded at Aya’s order, and Aya and Galen vowed to redeem Solas.

Aya Lavellan, Jacob Lombardi, and Lilya Avery belong to @bxtgrl. Nova Adaar, Mordecai Bayley, and Ricka Cadash belong to @jellyfishlovesloki. Galen Lavellan, Elaith Lavellan, Ju-long “Striker” Trevelyan, Ozera Herah, Rasha Andras, Arven Karaas, Ai Trevelyan, Zhen Treveylan, and Bailey Carrian belong to @magicrobins.

Anything post-Trespasser can be discovered through asks or fanfics! <3

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dualwieldingtymber · 8 years ago

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In the Game - Ch 3

Months have passed since Regan joined Cullen and his friends with their weekly game. It's Cullen's nameday and Regan & the others want to surprise him.

note: This is in the same universe as the Starting Over series with Regan and Alistair, but it involves Cullen and Regan Trevelyan, more than a year before Alistair and Regan Cousland meet. I just kind of wanted to do something a little different with this pair, and thought this could be fun.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

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Regan twisted to avoid the hot baking sheet Bull pulled from the oven, carrying a basket of rolls out of the kitchen. “Where’d you find tonight’s dessert, Bull? It smells amazing.” One of her favorite things about joining Cullen and the rest for their mostly weekly game had become acting as guinea pig for whatever recipe Bull had discovered and wanted to try out.

“Dorian got it from someone he works with.” Bull drizzled frosting over the cinnamon-y dessert. “We thought it would be a nice treat.” He left the dessert to cool and went about setting up the rest of the food. “It isn’t every day Cullen actually admits he’s having a nameday.”

Dorian set out the good plates; the first time since Regan’s introduction to the game. It wasn’t so much about making a good impression this time. Cullen had been one of his best friends for years and rarely brought attention to his nameday. “I know you two usually come together. Did he say anything about you not riding with him today?”

She had struggled for over a week trying to figure out how to get to Dorian’s place before Cullen to help get things ready. Almost every plan she’d come up with had been rejected almost immediately for one reason or another. Finally, she’d settled on a little white lie. “I told him I needed to help Blackwall get ready for his anniversary date with Josie, and I’d just meet him here after. He’s heading over after a meeting.” A couple more trips to and from the kitchen and the food was laid out. “It’s not a surprise party, right? I mean, not exactly?”

“It’s a surprise, yes. A surprise party? No.” Dorian did another quick check of the table and the buffet setup and nodded. The gifts were in the other room, out of sight, so it was as good as it was going to get. He was sure no one would notice if anything out of place; he just hated the thought of things not being just right. “We’re having a little food, a few gifts, and our normal game. There aren’t even any decorations. Have you figured out how to get things moving in the right direction?”

A quick check of the suddenly vibrating phone pulled her attention to the door. “Thanks, guys. I really appreciate it.” Regan gave them each a quick peck on the cheek and headed for the door. “Cass and the others are here. All that’s left is Cullen.” She pulled the door open and hugged everyone before shrugging. “I have no clue yet, honestly. I’ll come up with something.”

“Sera is actually on time? How did that happen?”

“She rode with me, of course.” Varric strode in with a laugh. “I wouldn’t let Buttercup’s lack of timing ruin all your planning, Sparkler.” He disappeared into the hallway to drop the wrapped parcels he’d been carrying in the appropriate room with the others as the door clicked shut. When he reappeared, he took his seat at the table. “I still can’t believe I missed your debut in the game, Grace. At least Curly had the decency not to let my beloved Corwin die while I was gone.”

“He’s here!” Regan looked up from her phone and made a shushing sound. “We’re not hiding, exactly, but ….”

“We know, Trev; we know.” Bull rested a hand on her shoulder and turned her toward the door. “Go let him in; everyone else, to your seats. Let him think we’ve been waiting impatiently.” While Bull thought Dorian’s plan was going to be a little difficult to pull off, it was better than jumping out from behind the wall and yelling ‘surprise’.

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Bull grumbled as the dice tumbled to a stop just short of the map. If he didn’t know any better, he’d swear the dice were laughing at him. “I run over and dump a healing potion into Cerastes’ mouth for ….” He did some quick math and rolled his eyes. “For a whopping ten points.”

Dorian groaned softly, pressing his fingertips against his forehead. “Cerastes looks around for Felix and sends him at the creature that knocked him out. ‘We’ll sneak in the back way. These bandits can’t be smart enough to put traps in the back way. Whose bright idea was it to go through the back door again?’.”

“I flick a piece of crumbled gargoyle at him. ‘You’re the one who stepped on the trigger!’.” Sera downed what was left in her mug and rolled. “I take a shot at the same thing Felix is going after.”

“One more to go.” Cullen pulled the second-to-last gargoyle from the map. “Who’s next?”

Varric rolled his dice and grinned. “Finally; 27, plus 4 fire damage.” They’d been struggling for the past thirty minutes trying to deal with a cluster of gargoyles brought to life by a trapped stone that no one in the party, including the rogues, had managed to notice. For some reason, he’d been rolling like garbage anytime it really mattered.

Cullen reached for the final mini to pull it off the board with relief. He’d started to worry that he’d somehow managed to make the encounter too difficult, despite the fact that everyone had leveled up at least once. “The last gargoyle falls to the ground in pieces, bits of something, you don’t really want to know what, crackling with flames. What next?”

“Before we go further, who needs healing?” Cassandra looked around the table, noting that just Dorian raised his hand. “How bad?” When he answered, she glanced at her sheet and sighed. “Against her better judgment, Aratur tosses Cerastes a greater healing potion for….” She rolled the necessary dice and fought back a triumphant smile. It wasn’t much, per se, but given the fact she was rolling D4s, it was decent. “Fifteen points.”

“While they’re doing that, I’m going to try and check the door over there for traps.” Regan dropped the dice on the table and frowned a little as she mathed. “Twenty-four?” She was nervous; the last two times she or Varric had checked for traps had not gone well, and while this was the highest roll between them for the night, it was entirely possible that it still wasn’t enough.

Cullen looked over his notes and nodded faintly. He had to hide how happy he was that his girlfriend not only was alright with the hobby that had been so important to him for years, but also enjoyed participating! The fact that she had picked things up so well still made him smile. “The door does not appear to be trapped.”

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“So you all finally make it back to the mayor’s house, boy in tow and … mostly intact. He’s certainly shaken up and bruised, with the tip of the ring finger of his left hand missing after his stay with the bandits.” Cullen glances over at Regan, only to notice that she was very pointedly looking at Dorian. “What … who does what next?”

Dorian caught Regan’s eye and nodded. They had been trying to find a way to bring the game around to a way to give Cullen his presents, but nothing had materialized, until now. As far as Dorian could tell, the cake had been a success; Cullen had managed to eat two pieces of it rather quickly, while everyone else had gotten one, but that was the extent of celebration they’d managed thus far. “Cerastes knocks on the mayor’s door, rather surprised there was no guards stationed.”

Regan scooted back from the table and hopped up, using the restroom excuse to leave the room momentarily, missing the exact moment the mayor answered the door. She could hear someone … she was fairly certain it was Sera – Breeches … explaining in grand detail the harrowing adventure that … wait, they didn’t really face down owlbears to rescue the boy. Leave it to the bard. She gathered up the gifts, thankful that most of them brought their gifts in bags, and made it back to the doorway of the main room just in time to hear Cassandra’s Aratur chastising the bard for making things up.

“Corwin interrupts the two bickering women, pushing past them both to go up to the mayor. ‘Honorable Mayor, in addition to rescuing your son; terribly sorry about the finger, by the way – that happened well before we arrived.’ I turn and motion for Amnon to come on up.” Varric looks over to where Regan had been standing, surprised Cullen hadn’t noticed her there yet, and tilted his head toward the man of the hour. “When he gets close, I turn back to the mayor. ‘In addition to finding your son, we found some … trinkets we felt you might like.”

Bull cleared his throat, watching Regan try to move as quietly as possible while carrying several bags and a couple boxes. If he could have gotten up to help without calling Cullen’s attention, he would have. As things stood, he just did his best to keep everyone’s attention on him. “I carry two of the gem-encrusted statues we found in the bandit’s place – the ruby one and the larger emerald one - up to the mayor. I tell him ‘Choose one,’ and hold them down for him to see.”

Cullen’s brow furrowed in confusion. For as long as he’d been playing with the group, they’d never willingly parted with something worth that much when they didn’t have to. The obvious confusion came through in his voice. “The mayor looks at his son. ‘I … ah … thank you? Frederick, which, ah – which do you think?’. Frederick shudders, obviously not really thrilled with the idea of a memorial from the bandits that had kidnapped him, but … he eventually points to the ruby encrusted statue. The mayor turns back to you, Corwin, and you can tell he’s just very confused.”

Regan finally reached Cullen and rested the presents at his side. “Maybe this will clear things up a little.” She leans over and brushes the barest of kisses against his lips. “Happy nameday, dearheart.”

Cullen stared around the room; everyone was watching him expectantly. Too many eyes to do what he really wanted to do, and certainly enough to bring a flush to his cheek. “You … you all planned this?” His eyes darted from Regan to the others and then back to Regan again. “I … I don’t know what to say.”

“Say ‘Thank you’ and open the presents.” Bull’s suggestion was laced with laughter. The surprised look on Cullen’s face when he realized that a pile of gift bags were for him had been worth the effort. “Start with the big, red bag. That’s from us.”

Cullen went through the bags slowly, feeling just a little uncomfortable with the number of eyes on him. There was a new coat from Dorian and Bull, complete with furred collar and a copy of a movie that he’d wanted to see but missed in the theater thanks to a number of double-shifts. Varric’s gift was a collection of graphic novels, written by himself, of course, each one autographed ‘To Curly’. Cassandra’s gift was absolutely practical – a new shirt and a gift card for a nice restaurant. By the same token, Sera’s gift had been one of the boxes and was absolutely the most impractical thing she could think of: two packs of edible under-garments – his and hers, for later, she’d said while grinning at Regan.

And then he was down to Regan’s. Hers was the second box, wrapped neatly in red and gold paper.

“Open the box first, then read the card,” she instructed.

He barely caught the blush rushing to her cheeks, though he thought he saw it deepen when their eyes met and he nodded. Carefully peeling the paper back, he found an ornate wooden box, slightly larger than the box he kept his dice in. Across the top, he could see each letter of his name, framed on either side by a roaring lion’s head. Inside was a set of brand new dice: marbled scarlet with gold numbering. The twenty-sided die had a tiny lion’s head in place of the twenty. “Regan, this is … this is amazing. Where did you find this?”

She smiled awkwardly, ducking behind Bull until she regained her composure. “I … had it made? Blackwall carved everything after I supplied the box and dice.” She reached over and gently tapped the card. “Don’t … don’t forget the card.”

Cullen nodded, noticing the nervous way she bit her lip after speaking. He flipped open the envelope and pulled out the card. The front was fairly non-descript – a funny comic about getting older, and the pre-printed message inside was much the same. However, there was something else written in what was most certainly her handwriting, promising something of a far more personal nature when they were alone again. He tried to speak, but just the thought of what she wrote had his mind misfiring. It took several tries before he could finally say anything. “I … I don’t know what to say, other than thank you; all of you.”

“Dorian, would it be alright with you and Bull if Cullen gave me a ride home? I took a cab to get here and ….” Regan shuffled the remnants of wrapping paper that had somehow drifted in front of her, trying not to look too uncomfortable with the fact that she was pretty certain everyone at the table had an idea of what the card said.

The couple shared a knowing smile and nodded. “Go on. We’ll take care of cleaning up.” Bull looked over at Cullen and made a shoo-ing motion with his hands. “Go on, take her home, Cullen. And happy nameday.”

Go to Ch 4

Additional note: I want to thank @nerdyskirt for her help with all the D&D parts. I have never played Dungeons & Dragons (I tried once, but the people I was playing with were not very welcoming or patient with a newbie, so …). My knowledge of the game is pretty much limited to what I’ve seen on Critical Role, so … without her, this story wouldn’t happen.

#Cullen Rutherford x Regan Trevelyan #Cullen Rutherford #regan trevelyan #modern au #In the Game #Dorian Pavux #Iron Bull #cassandra pentaghast #Sera #nerdyskirt

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