#gemma Brosca

[a-gay-bloodmage]

Me, making my Dragon Age OCs in my mid to late teens: Hehe, all but one of them are in their twenties or above... They're so mature...

Me, now, aged 23 with a far more developed brain: Why the fuck are these CHILDREN in charge of SAVING THE WORLD?

[dragons-and-ages]

Mostly just musing to myself here…

I don’t really have a “canon” worldstate, I have several with only minor variations. Even with different characters, I still gravitate to the same decisions in most of them. If I were to have a personal canon, it would be all mages and likely very elfy. I love dwarves, but I can’t be a mage as a dwarf. And, as much as I was excited for Qunari in DAI, I didn’t like the options in the cc and never really got into a Qunari!Quizzy.

However, the narrative seems to heavily favor humans and particularly Cousland in DAO, so I’m working on a “Lore” playthrough before the release of DATV. I was finding it hard to get into; I’ve had it sketched out for over a year, but as I read through The World of Thedas Vol 2, and knowing that The Stolen Throne is next up, I’m getting more excited about it. So, my top 3 worldstates, but by no means is this all of them:

The Lore State - Inspired by Andraste. All human women with “A” names, trying to cater to the often human-centric story and stay as close to BioWare’s canon as possible while still enjoying myself. (I haven’t actually even started this one yet lmao)

Amalthea Cousland > Ayesleigh Hawke > Augusta Trevelyan > Human!Mage!Rook (Likely named Asha or Artemisia, depending on which faction I go with)

Oops all mages! - Very magey and as elfy as I can get it. Best contender for my canon state.

Atisha Surana > Aya Hawke > Feanneth Lavellan > Elf!Mage!Rook

One of Each - Here we have all the races represented. I do love dwarves so much… if there’s ever a possibility of dwarves being able to be mages, I’m gonna lose my fuckin’ mind. Also, prayer circle for better Qunari options in the DATV cc.

Gemma Brosca > Grace Hawke > Asharen Lavellan > Qunari!Rook

Honorable mention to the Dalish worldstate (with Mahariel and Lavellan and a Hawke/Merrill romance) and the Oops All HUMAN Mages worldstate (that’s just self-insert nonsense).

[paridoxpower]

Is draw the squad meme dead? I don’t care! Dragon Age Character Sleepover!

Man this took way longer to finish than I thought it would, but I’m really happy with it. (I love face tattoos but they’re killer!) I think I got everyone’s skin tone right, although Mae and Danni’s don’t look right the longer I look :/

Base credit to (I think this is correct): sozaiya_yogi

All 18 of my DA OCs, from left to right (sort of):

Keagan Cousland (puppy pants)

Thatcher Lavellan (nug life pants)

Summer Tabris (sun/light blue shirt)

Ezra Hawke (red dotted shorts, white hair)

Darric Cadash (man next to Summer w/gray-ish eyes)

Jessie Hawke (below Darric, next to Ezra)

Mae Trevelyan (underneath Jessie, w/all the drool lol)

Shae Aeducan (next to Darric, purple shirt w/crowns)

Addi Lavellan (underneath Shae, green shirt w/blue pattern)

Ara Mahariel (middle, brown shirt with text on it)

Vara Lavellan (underneath Ara, above Addi, orange shirt)

Zahara Hawke (leaning on Ara, pink and red square shirt)

Julia Hawke (blue dress w/heart and star, next/behind to Zahara)

Gemma Adaar (eye mask and light blue tank top)

Danni Hawke (pink dress, next to Gemma)

Branch Brosca (dark green shirt w/red tattoo)

Namella Amell (pink shirt & glasses, under Branch)

Alexia Hawke (striped red shirt, next to Namella)

[athena1138]

PIIICRREEEEWWWWWWW

Tagged by @thejeeperswife​ T^T thank you, sweetie. I’m such a slut for picrews lmfao 

Picrew here. 

This is Part 1. I’ve... I’ve lost all control, honestly. There’s more to come, I just hit the picture limit

AIGHT. FIRST UP, 

Dragon Age 

Timeline 1

Missella Surana, Warden-Commander of the Grey Wardens, Hero of Ferelden (Timeline 1, Zevwarden, mage) 

Belladonna Hawke, Champion of Kirkwall (Timeline 1, Varricmance, mage)

Inquisitor Alena Fanelis-Lavellan (Timeline 1, Cullavellan, mage)

Timeline 2

Her Majesty, Queen Mireena Tabris, Warden-Commander of the Grey Wardens, Hero of Ferelden (Timeline 2, Aliwarden, rogue) 

Anna Malina Hawke, Champion of Kirkwall (Timeline 2, Fenhawke, mage, unfortunately skinny bc picrews don’t like fat women apparently) 

Inquisitor Vikara Lavellan, (Timeline 2, Solavellan mage) 

Timeline 3

(No HOF here because it’s my only male OC, Rastig Brosca, Morriwarden, rogue)

Genevieve “Nev” Hawke The Blind, Champion of Kirkwall (Timeline 3, Hawkabela, warrior (Isabela does her lipstick for her)) 

Inquisitor Gemma Cadash (Timeline 3, Main Inquisitor, MultiInquisitor AU, rogue) 

A very poor attempt at the beautiful Asena Adaar, right hand of Inquisitor Cadash (Timeline 3, secondary Inquisitor, multiInquisitor AU, warrior) 

Timeline 4

Princess Brilla Aeducan, Hero of Ferelden, Warden-Commander of the Grey Wardens (retired,) Advisor to the Throne of Orzammar (Timeline 4, Leliwarden, warrior) 

[hushedsong]

Send me prompts!

I am having some major writer’s block, so send me some peer pressure prompts (or questions) for my dragon age ocs! I have too many them listed under the cut with their romances in parentheses. I’m not super comfortable writing smut (a little nsfw is okay but it’ll fade to black after a point), but I’ll probably take a whack at pretty much anything else (fluff, angst, au, etc.)

Origins 

Cerynth Tabris (/Alistair)

Theron Mahariel (/Morrigan, /Tamlen)

Erida Brosca (/Leliana)

Nari Surana (/Zevran)

DA2

Gemma Hawke (/Fenris)

Amellia Hawke (/Anders, /Varric)

Inquisition

Viri Lavellan (/Solas, /Cullen)

Isi Lavellan (/Josephine)

Snow Adaar (/Sera)

North Adaar (/Cassandra)

(all of them are women except for Theron and North, who are men) 

[a-gay-bloodmage]

Been thinking a lot about how the casteless are described in DAO as "the dirty secret staining Orzammar's perfect society"

And I've been thinking about how it probably means that Surfacers aren't really... aware that the casteless exist? Like, if you've never been to Orzammar, what reason would you have to know about this entire underclass of people so socially disadvantaged that they're not allowed to even hold jobs, who are only seen outside of Dust Town as some rich dwarf's weird paramour?

Idk, I've been thinking about the casteless a lot lately as I write more Brosca and Cadash content

[a-gay-bloodmage]

Day 16: Grungy 

(Leliana & Gemma Brosca and Alistair x Gemma Brosca, One-Sided)

Before they leave Lothering, Leliana insists that Gemma Brosca take advantage of the modest baths in the Chantry. She learns, quickly, that the grungy little girl has never had the privilege of taking a proper bath before.

[a-gay-bloodmage]

Day 1: Backpack 

(Alistair & Gemma Brosca)

At the start of her journey with Alistair and Morrigan, Gemma Brosca is forced to learn how big things like backpacks are in the human world. It is unfair. And adorable. 

[a-gay-bloodmage]

Made some cute little picrews of my Wardens using the "Little Guy Maker" (Link)!

Here's a link to the post about my Inquisitors!

I'm planning on making a proper series of posts to serve as reintroductions to my Wardens and Inquisitors, but I couldn't help but share these adorable little versions of them! I've added little descriptions of them below in the Read More!

First up is Redren! He's an androgynous, slim, and, at first glance, non-threatening former circle mage. However, beneath his corpse-pale exterior, Redren is a dyed-in-the-wool blood mage. The product of an unknown father who promised a demon his firstborn in exchange for blood magic, "dark magic" is all Redren has ever known. Taken in by Chasind for several years before getting dragged to the Circle, Redren is an unapologetically violent mage rights activist. That doesn't stop him, however, from getting incredibly attached to those who show him kindness, and his brotherly love for Leliana and borderline obsessive love for Zevran helped him to persist through the Blight.

Next to Redren is Andrea Cousland! Well, Andrea Eleanor Donella Cousland, legally. Andrea grew up the spoiled and beloved daughter of the Cousland family, and her attitude most certainly reflected that at the start of the Blight. Deeply scarred by the loss of her parents, brother, sister-in-law, and especially her beloved nephew, Oren, it took Andrea a long time to accept that she was a Grey Warden. The intense chafing in her thighs didn't help matters. After initially disliking him, Andrea came to care deeply for Alistair, eventually falling into a romance with him. She takes her duty as queen seriously, if only to make sure that Alistair has as much time as he wants to help the Wardens.

Below Redren is Orest Mahariel! Full of so much love he bursts at the seams with it, one would never assume that his vallaslin was that of Falon'Din, friend of the Dead. One of the most celebrated hunters in his Clan, Orest couldn't help but reject it as a teenager, unable to accept that he was expected to be a proud Dalish father while secretly in a relationship with his childhood friend, Tamlen. With Tamlen's death, he was incredibly grateful to join the Wardens, hoping for something to distract him and give him a place to belong. His love for others helped make him friends and allies, and his constant, genuine flirting helped him wiggle his way into Morrigan's bed. His incredible devotion to his shemlen witch-wife not only kept her from leaving with Kieran, but into getting her to accept—and sometimes share in—his free-love attitudes. Especially when it came to his fellow Wardens post-Blight.

Next to Orest is Faelyn Tabris! Faelyn is nothing if not a genuine soul, unable to maintain a lie if her life depended on it. Often coming across as exceptionally dim-witted and air-headed, Faelyn makes up for what she lacks in brains with heart. As a child, she took the slur, rabbit, often hurled at her and turned it into a name for herself: Bunny. Faelyn was incredibly excited to get married, and it was only instinctual self-preservation that allowed her to kill her captors through her sobs. While she wanted to be a wife, not a Warden, Faelyn came to adore every companion she made. Especially Leliana, who she affectionately nicknamed Birdie, in part because she had the voice of a songbird, and in part because she couldn't remember her name for a while.

Below Orest is Hundir Aeducan! Incredibly stand-offish, Hundir wants nothing to do with friendship and sees all of his companions as nothing more than coworkers. At best. Or, at least, he tries to. After his painful separation from his beloved Gorim, he didn't know what to do with now meaningless life. Throwing his whole being into his job as a Warden was all he could think to do. However, Alistair's joking and attempts at friendship, Wynne's kindness and motherly affection, and Oghren's constant friendly teasing about him being the poncy one in love with his manservant of the Aeducans helped him to slowly come out of his metal shell. Once reunited with Gorim in Denerim, Hundir felt like life had meaning again and began to come into his own, even if he'll never stop being, in Alistair's words, a cute, grumpy little dwarf.

Next to Hundir is Gemma Brosca! Dust Town's premiere optimist, Gemma is a diamond in the nug shit, as her name implies. Full of boundless energy and enthusiasm no matter how tough life gets, Gemma was elated to join the Grey Wardens to escape exile or death. Even if she's only eighteen years old, Gemma is far less naïve than she appears. She very quickly made friends with Alistair, and, after Ostagar, the two were permanently joined at the hip. She adores nugs, and was utterly delighted that Leliana saw them as just as cute as she did, even if she still thinks they're delicious.

[a-gay-bloodmage]

Day 21: Bronto 

(Alistair x Gemma Brosca, One-Sided)

Gemma Brosca grew up in Dust Town. As a result, her vocabulary is a little different from a Surfacer’s. To distract Alistair from his woes over Eamon’s illness, Gemma teaches him some dwarven slang.

[a-gay-bloodmage]

Day 23: Rust 

(Alistair Theirin & Gemma Brosca)

Joining the Wardens was a no-brainer for Gemma Brosca. Her life was one massive perk, and so was getting her first set of weapons that didn’t have any rust on them.

[a-gay-bloodmage]

Day 9: Sun 

(Duncan & Gemma Brosca)

Duncan has saved Gemma Brosca from a death sentence, and is escorting her to the surface. He may have forgotten to warn the poor girl about the sun.

[a-gay-bloodmage]

I love writing for Inktober

I've been developing Gemma Brosca a lot more, especially her relationship with Alistair, and I just finished writing a fic where Faelyn Tabris meets Alistair for the first time. Of course, today I also wrote a fic that explores Alistair and Andrea Cousland's early relationship.

It's now properly canon for my world states

Alistair had a crush on every female Warden of mine at the start

Except for the one that he ended up marrying

[a-gay-bloodmage]

It's awesome to see some real interest on this poll! Knowing that there are people interested enough to vote really made my week!

While I plan on doing all of them eventually, I'd love to start out with publishing a new fic—and perhaps some visual art other than a picrew or two—of the character most people are most interested in! As a reminder, the links on the original post will take you to some adorable little picrews and short summaries of each PC. Searching each character's full name on my blog will get you both original content and posts that fit their vibe!

I look forward to talking more about each of my little guys!

Hello! I thought I'd do a couple of polls on here to get a feel for how interested my followers are in the OC side of this blog. While I'm still getting back on my feet DA-wise and haven't been posting too much proper Original Character Original Content in the form of drawing or fanfic, I'm curious to know if anyone has a particular interest in learning more about any characters! I'll probably be doing more in the future!

Here are the recent Warden and Inquisitor write-ups I did!

Starting off with a simple question:

[a-gay-bloodmage]

An AGBInk 2024 Fanfiction Announcement!

Hello, folks! I’d like to announce that, yes, I’m going to be doing Inktober again! After five long years! I’m using the official Inktober prompt list, which I had been hesitant about, but I think I’ve got a solid bunch of pieces planned and a bunch already finished. Throughout the month, I’ll have works from all three Dragon Age games, and works on a wide array of my Wardens and Inquisitors. 

Beneath the Read More, I’ve attached a list of the prompts and a small summary of what the fic is going to be about. I would love it if you gave it a read to see if anything sounds interesting! My goal is to get everything posted to Archive of Our Own on their assigned days with a tumblr post that links to the AO3 version. I’ll probably also be reblogging things the next morning in case anyone missed it the evening before! I really hope that you all enjoy my work. Likes and comments and reblogs mean the world to me! 

Here are some links to a post about my Wardens and my Inquisitors! 

Day 1: Backpack 

At the start of her journey with Alistair and Morrigan, Gemma Brosca is forced to learn how big things like backpacks are in the human world. It is unfair. And adorable. 

Day 2: Discover

Still reeling from the events of her botched wedding, Faelyn Tabris discovers what the world beyond the Alienage is like. 

Day 3: Boots 

Zevran doesn’t understand how Redren is so content to live his life barefoot. Redren doesn’t understand why Zevran really wants a pair of Antivan leather boots. 

Day 4: Exotic 

The mage-Warden, Redren, is a strange, foreign breed. Zevran can’t get a good read on him. He hopes things about the pale, exotic Warden will make sense in time. 

Day 5: Binoculars 

Cassandra doesn’t understand the strange, foreign words that Ozol Adaar and the Iron Bull use. The Inquisitor is supposed to be the Herald of Andraste, and all this Qunlat and Qunari technology like “binoculars” should be unacceptable. 

Day 6: Trek 

The Iron Bull is surprised at how capable the soft-stomached Inquisitor, Ademamar Cadash, is at going on long hikes. Ade does his best to explain his childhood of the treks from home to home without giving away too much about the reality of the casteless. 

Day 7: Passport 

On their way to Kirkwall, Anders and Justice try to comprehend what it means to be leaving Amaranthine with the Commander’s blessing and a forged passport. Homesickness is a new and uncomfortable feeling. 

Day 8: Hike 

Andrea Cousland is the Arl’s daughter. She’s not supposed to be hiking around the muddy Ferelden countryside like a common soldier. On their way to Orzammar, Alistair asks one too many questions. 

Day 9: Sun 

Duncan has saved Gemma Brosca from a death sentence, and is escorting her to the surface. He may have forgotten to warn the poor girl about the sun. 

Day 10: Nomadic 

Of course the Vint would have some stupid questions about the difference between Skyhold and the nomadic lifestyle the Dalish lead. Aelon Lavellan does his best to answer him while also trying to focus on helping Blackwall ready the stables. 

Day 11: Snacks 

Justice does not approve of how Anders is neglecting the nutritional requirements of their shared body. The Commander and Alistair always told the Wardens that they needed three square meals and snacks every day. He needs this to be fixed. 

Day 12: Remote 

As Orest Mahariel and Morrigan look for the best place for her to give birth, they talk about how they’re going to raise their baby. Even if the child will look human, Orest doesn’t want to deny the child a chance to grow up with a connection to elven culture. 

Day 13: Horizon 

At Ostagar, Hundir Aeducan finally gets a moment to stop and stare at the horizon. The Surface is seemingly an infinite sprawl of greenery. It’s a struggle not to be amazed. 

Day 14: Roam 

Alistair really wants to get to know his fellow Warden. Redren wishes to remain a mystery. After a bit of pestering, Alistair gets the mage to talk about his life roaming the Wilds after escaping from the Circle. 

Day 15: Guidebook 

Kiora Trevelyan is, on the surface, a very by-the-book Circle mage. After the rebellion, however, she struggles to adjust. Trying to lead the Inquisition without a guidebook is a struggle, and Sera isn’t exactly the most sympathetic friend. 

Day 16: Grungy 

Before they leave Lothering, Leliana insists that Gemma Brosca take advantage of the modest baths in the Chantry. She learns, quickly, that the grungy little girl has never had the privilege of taking a proper bath before. 

Day 17: Journal 

While in the Brecilian forest, the party stumbles upon a small, abandoned camp. Redren recognizes it as one of his own, and has to scramble to hide the journal that was left behind when he was made into a Warden. 

Day 18: Drive 

After returning to Orzammar, crowning his brother, and being spat back out, Hundir Aeducan is driven to the brink of madness. And cutting off his beard. 

Day 19: Ridge 

Still relatively new to the group, Zevran accepts Redren’s offer to join him in his tent. For just a plain massage. Zevran uses his time to study the ridges of the mage’s pale, thin form and wonder at what’s below the surface. 

Day 20: Uncharted 

Still reeling from their joining, Anders and Justice try to navigate the uncharted waters of being two people in one body. There's no going back. But is there even a desire to?

Day 21: Bronto 

Gemma Brosca grew up in Dust Town. As a result, her vocabulary is a little different from a Surfacer’s. To distract Alistair from his woes over Eamon’s illness, Gemma teaches him some dwarven slang. 

Day 22: Camp 

Sticking to his plan to keep dressing like a woman after being caught in the Conclave in his feminine attire sounded like a great idea at the time. Now, stuck out in a camp in the middle of the woods, Mallory Trevelyan is realizing just how tough it’s going to be. 

Day 23: Rust 

Joining the Wardens was a no-brainer for Gemma Brosca. Her life was one massive perk, and so was getting her first set of weapons that didn’t have any rust on them. 

Day 24: Expedition 

Most of his life, Hundir Aeducan wasn’t afraid of the dark. He was a dwarf, after all. But now, forced to go on an expedition into the Deep Roads to find a probably-dead Paragon, he’s forced to confront the fact that he’s not as put-together as he pretends to be. 

Day 25: Scarecrow 

There are rabbits getting into the small garden in the Skyhold courtyard. This is unacceptable. Thom Rainier, still living under the alias of the Warden Blackwall, watches as the Inquisitor, Aelon Lavellan, rigs up a scarecrow full of gears and runes. 

Day 26: Painting 

Mallory Trevelyan gets his official portrait painted as the Inquisitor Mallie. While the painting is undeniably beautiful, it doesn’t look like him. He reflects back on an old portrait probably hanging in a dark corner of Trevelyan castle, and wonders if he’ll ever see his real self on the canvas. 

Day 27: Road 

When the Anchor acts up in the Inquisitor’s sleep, Thom Rainier is pulled into one of Mallory Trevelyan’s dreams. He encounters a man he hardly recognizes in a tavern in Markham, on the road away from Ostwick and toward anywhere else. 

Day 28: Jumbo 

Ozol Adaar had gotten used to a select few things in the human settlement of Hercinia after fleeing the Qun. Now, stuck in Haven, he’s dealing with what it means for a jumbo-sized Inquisitor to come, quite literally, face to face with human doorways. 

Day 29: Navigator 

Aelon Lavellan is a Dalish elf, yes, but that doesn’t mean that he’s a natural-born navigator. When he and a group of non-elves get lost in the woods on an outing, he’s forced to clarify some unfortunate assumptions. 

Day 30: Viol 

When Maryden the tavern bard brings in another bard to play when she’s on break, Mallory Trevelyan is delighted to see that the man plays the viol. Iron Bull watches on as the Inquisitor Mallie draws upon some old lessons from her childhood she’s loathe to elaborate on. 

Day 31: Landmark 

Back in the Brecilian forest, Orest Mahariel tells his new friends about the places he remembers from his childhood. Some landmarks bring back good memories, some bad, and yet they all seem to be tainted by a sadness he can’t bring himself to speak about.

[a-gay-bloodmage]

—How Birthdays Usually Went—

Pairing: Platonic Alistair & Female Brosca

Pairing Type: M&F

Words: 634

Warnings: Best Friend Fluff, Just a Lot of Platonic Love, Mild References to Alcoholism, Some Casteless Dwarf Lore I Made Up

She woke up next to Alistair again. It was nice, really, to be so close with someone without that terrifying thing called love or lust hovering over her.

"Hey," Alistair grumbled, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "It's..." He instantly sat up, smiling. "Ooh, morning, birthday girl!"

Gemma groaned, laughing, and rolled out of the bed and onto the floor. "Don't!"

Alistair stumbled out of bed, jumping about the corner of the room as he pulled on his non-sleeping trousers. "High alert! Massive emergency!" He laughed, pulling on his shirt. "Looks like we have a strange twenty-year-old in Vigil's Keep!"

"Alistair!"

"She's acting like the Commander, but last I checked, the Commander was a baby!"

"Alistair!" Gemma grabbed his leg from the floor.

"Ah! The impostor! She's got me!"

"Stone's sake!" Gemma laughed. "You ass!"

"What in the Maker's name are you two doing?" Nathaniel pushed open the door and raised an eyebrow at them.

"I'm the Commander!"

"I'm aware."

"No, I-!" She groaned, her tired throat sore from laughing so early in the morning. "He's being an ass."

"Again?" Nathaniel chuckled. "Colour me surprised."

"Wow, such love from my comrades," Alistair said, shaking his head. He shook the leg that Gemma was still attached to. "Someone replaced our itty bitty baby-commander with some random twenty-year-old last night."

"Oh?" Nathaniel smiled in that sweet, sarcastic way he always seemed to. "Well, happy birthday, then, Commander Brosca."

"Thanks," Gemma smiled, rolling onto her back to better look up at the human. "You're going to tell everyone else, aren't you?"

"Would you rather it be him?" He asked, nodding his head toward Alistair.

"Nope!" She grinned.

"Hey!"

"Your shirt's on backwards."

Alistair looked down at himself and sighed bashfully. "In my defense, I was rushing." He rolled his eyes at her snickering. "And hey, you're still in your bedclothes."

"Fair, fair."

• • ♡ • •

Gemma refused to make a big deal about her birthday like always. To her, every Surfacer acted like a noble, caring about their own personal days of creation.

She didn't tell anybody that she wasn't even sure if the fifth of Harvestmere was the day she was born. All she knew was that she got her brand that day, and it was so close to the beginning of the Day Cycle that she was just as likely to have been born on the fourth.

But everyone was excited for her, so she didn't mention anything to damper their moods. Sigrun was the only one who understood why she just smiled and rolled her eyes at every happy birthday! but she didn't say anything.

She ended up a little drunk at the end of the day, the world clouded pleasantly and her insides warm and squishy. She didn't drink very much—mother had drank enough for the both of them—but she didn't turn down a drink with her company.

"You're my favorite," Alistair whispered loudly, looking up at her from the floor. She smiled at the reversal of their usual positions. "You." He pointed up at her, grinning, his hand wavering. "You are... so good."

She sat down on the floor next to him. "You're so drunk."

He hummed, rolling over on his side. "Oh, yeah, definitely." His bright brown eyes shone with the sort of affection only someone who unreservedly calls another being their best friend can. "Am I your favorite, too?"

She nodded, smiling. "Don't tell the other Wardens, though."

He nodded, laughing softly. "Got it, Commander Dwarf-Friend."

She ruffled his hair. "You should get to bed, Human-y-Friend."

"Eventually."

This was how birthdays usually went after the Blight ended. Slightly subdued celebration, friends, getting a little drunk, and then going to bed feeling a little more loved than before.

She wasn't going to complain.