#inquisitor rp

[bloodxstarved]

Father be Damned {Last Resort of Good Men} @tevinteredeemer

Dorian had quickly become a reliable ally despite some disapprovals. Though the others didn't remember what happened in that alternate timeline he and Dorian fought to save them. The man was a talented mage that was striving to do good but was seen as lesser then others because of his tevinter origin. Much like the controversies that the Inquisitor himself had faced and was still facing due to being half vampire. So when Mother Giselle informed him about a letter from Dorian's father Alucard didn't hesitate to bring it to the mage who was not happy in the slightest. Though Dorian didn't elaborate the inquisitor encouraged him that they should atleast show, that he would be there to have his back and wouldn't have to face this alone.

They headed to Redcliff village for this meeting but instead of a retainer being there on the Pavus family behalf, it was Halward himself. The meeting went all down hill from there. Alucard watched on and could literally see the distress in Dorian's aura as the conversation went on, he offered his companion to leave but Halward kept pushing. Then the bombshell was dropped. First it was shock, Alucard who had come from a loving family couldn't fathom a parent torturing their child. But then that shock turned to cold blooded rage when he saw Dorin on the brink of tears and voice cracking.

Alucard instantly put himself between Dorian and Halward and in a flash slammed his fist into the magister's jaw. The man was knocked back and crashed into the wooden table behind him, atleast one tooth knocked out. Before the senior Pavus could even attempt to rise the inquisitor's enchanted sword was levitating just above the magister with the tip of the blade at the man's throat.

"How dare you." The dhampir said darkly. "How dare you do such an unspeakable thing to your child! That is your flesh and blood, the life you created. As a father you are supposed to guide your son and help him excel, to love him for who he is. Not try and change him!" Alucard snarled, towering over the magister and casted a draining spell just to hit home just how helpless he was and was going to listen to what the inquisitor had to say. "Dorian is the best man I've ever met, one of the most talented mages with a good heart. Any man would be blessed to have his love. And you're concerned about having an heir? He's not a damned dog to be bred against his will!"

His sword was quivering in the air as it was taking all Alucard's will power not to kill this bastard. He snatched his blade and placed it in it's sheath on his belt, gold eyes still glaring daggers at the man. "You are leaving here with your life only because I want you to suffer knowing that you will NEVER see your son again. If you ever attempt to contact Dorian again I will summon a Blite like history has never known upon your home and I will personally feed your blackened heart to the Archdemon." Alucard threatened with a seriousness as sharp as his blade before he turned on his heel and put his arm around his friend.

"Coming here was a mistake, I'm so sorry I brought you here." His tone instantly more caring and comforting when speaking to Dorian. He didn't know just how bad it was between Dorian and Halward and his heart wept for the mage he had come to care so much for in a short amount of time. He would do everything in his power to never let anything like that happen to Dorian again.

[raiunnanin]

Hiya! Looking for DA rpers for my Inquisitor OC. This blog is quite different from a usual Inquisitor blog as it's something of a crossover between an original fantasy universe and Dragon Age. If that doesn't put you off, I'd love to write with you!

If you like elfy-ish mage-type characters who are friendly, snarky, loyal but dangerously powerful, slam that like button and I'll check out your blog. <3

[lagunapoint]

pairing: Solas x F!Reader <3

A description: Solas is always tender and uninhibited under the blanket

Notes and tags: +18, soft and gentle sex before sleep, unprotected sex (or protected if you imagine it as magical protection or something like that :D), kisses, kissing, kissing, cuddles, elvish, pointy ears meow

word count: about 1k

Leaving one candle burning, its reflections scattering around your room, you tiredly undressed and slipped beneath the cool, thin blanket. The fatigue that had been building in your body throughout the day instantly enveloped you, and the softness and comfort of the bed surrounded you from head to toe. Lying with your eyes closed, you smelled the sweet scent of lavender from the bedding. Through the open balcony doors, you could hear tired voices from the Skyhold tavern and the occasional laughter of those resting by the fire. The birdsong had been replaced by the quick trills of crickets. The soothing night bustle lulled you, but even through the oncoming drowsiness, you heard his footsteps.

You pretended to be asleep, hiding your smile in the pillow when you heard him approach, heard him take off his clothes, leaving them on the couch. You yielded to temptation and opened your eyes to look at him. In the diffused candlelight, in the nighttime mist and the haze of the fading day, Solas looked magnificent. You studied his half-naked body with thirsty curiosity, and when he discarded his pants and turned to look at you, you quickly closed your eyes. This small mischief dispelled your drowsiness. It was replaced by a quickening heartbeat and an exhilarating anticipation of what was to come. You focused on listening, following his steps as he approached the bed, lifted the edge of the blanket, and lay down next to you. His arms enveloped you in a needy embrace. This embrace, homely, tender, and greedy, consumed you completely. Like a soft vine, he wound around your body and pulled you against his chest. 

"Are you asleep, vhenan?" 

He whispered softly, tickling the delicate skin of your ear with his breath. In response, you slowly stretched out in his arms, settling in more comfortably. You sensed the warmth of his body, breathed against his chest, and, with your fingertips, you began to stroke his back. You felt Solas’s hand move to the roots of your hair, and with a gentle motion, he loosened it, letting it fall onto the pillow behind you. One kiss. Light. Quick. You touched your lips to Solas’s bare chest and felt his hand move to your buttocks, slowly and unhurriedly stroking the tender skin. Did he sense the shiver of goosebumps beneath his hand as they rippled across your skin at his touch? 

He did not stop. Ignoring the thin fabric of the nightgown, his hand moved up to your lower back, where you arched pliantly, pressing your chest closer to him. Gentle warmth in light waves of arousal spread through your body from his proximity, and he always felt that, anticipating and predicting your next desires. Solas paused for just a moment, only to find your lips. Reaching for him, you touched his soft lips in a tender and sensual kiss, giving a blissful feeling of tranquility. 

He leaned in slightly, touching his nose to yours, and repeated the kiss, deepening it. He gripped your thigh with his fingers as he gently urged you to part your lips and touched your tongue with his own. Your body yielded, slowly rocking and pressing against his as the kiss became deeper and deeper. His kisses were always greedy, striving to obtain the forbidden at any cost. You liked how he took the initiative, playing with your tongue, pausing to look into your eyes, then continuing again. Each kiss constricted your throat in anticipation, stealing your breath. 

He breathed against your lips without touching them as his fingers traveled from your lower back along the curve of your waist to your chest, pushing the nightgown up high. His unrestrained desire resonated in your body, and lifting yourself slightly, you kissed him the way you had been dreaming of all day. Touching his neck and squeezing it lightly with your fingers, you deepened the kiss, allowing each unfulfilled longing to come true. He broke the kiss, gently touching your cheek with his lips, then your jawline, lowering himself to your neck, lightly sucking on the tender skin. Pulling the nightgown down, he kissed the protruding, aroused nipple through the thin fabric. Unchecked waves of arousal filled your mind and body each time he nibbled the excited skin with his teeth. With his free hand, he stroked your stomach, tenderly caressing lower, pressing gently as your body arched to meet his touch. He rose above you as you pulled him closer, no longer willing to follow the rules of his game. Solas lingered for a few moments, gazing into your face and at your moist, parted lips. You ran your hand over his face, his soft cheek, and touched his pointy ear with your fingers. 

A quiet, unrestrained word in Elvish escaped his lips with a deep exhale, its meaning lost amidst the overwhelming sensations that enveloped you. He kissed your lips unrestrainedly, and simultaneously with the kiss, he spread your legs apart and slipped his fingers inside. A quiet moan broke out against his lips, and it was met by new, abrupt sentences - quiet Elvish words he whispered into your ear in a low voice, allowing your hips to sway on his fingers. 

Each of his words hypnotized you. Your fingers slid along his neck, the back of his head, and down to his shoulder blades every time he broke off and covered the tender skin on your neck and collarbone with kisses. You lay more comfortably when Solas rose above you, settled between your spread legs, and slowly entered to you. Swaying together in ecstasy, every cell of the body seemed to turn into liquid electricity. Desires, insistent and unrestrained, sped up the movements that merged the bodies into a single whole, until the point of ecstasy completely swallowed every thought. A whirlwind of arousal spread in pulsating warmth, and Solas blissfully buried his nose in your neck, breathing hotly. 

The long and strong embrace lasted an eternity. You felt how his breathing calmed, how his body pressed more firmly against you. His slightly husky and dear ar lath ma, vhenan scattered into stars within your thoughts. Settling on his shoulder, you caught yourself thinking, just before sleep claimed you, that tonight, more than anything, you wanted to join him in the Fade. With these thoughts, in a blissful doze, you finally let sleep take you, remaining in his cozy and protective embrace, where the world beyond the room lost all significance.

[bloodxstarved]

"I will not argue to being praised and spoiled." He said with a smile and glanced to the sky that had fallen quiet, seemed they missed most of the fireworks display. But that was okay with him, Alucard had what he wanted right in his arms. He glanced back to Dorian and nodded back towards their room. "Nothing is stopping you from doing these things you wish to do to me~"

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The more Dorian spoke the more flustered he became. He lined down to hide his face against the mage’s neck, wanting to just bury himself in the blanket they were wrapped up in. “You are too much!” The inquisitor said with a soft whine. Though he complained he really did enjoy it as he would never tell Dorian to stop.

He lifted his head back up and stole a kiss from his lover and smiled fondly. “It’s nice to have someone recognize all the good qualities I have…” Alucard said softly and breathed out in content. Having someone see him for his good deeds and talents was like finding a diamond in the rough after having so many first see him as a monster or a danger. “You are the best gift I’ve ever recieved.”

Dorian couldn’t help but chuckle a little as Alucard hid his bashful face against his neck, moving his hands to rub his lover’s back. For such a tall, powerful man, he could be so adorable! “Oh? I think it’s just what you deserve, amatus. Someone to praise and spoil you every moment of the day. That’s what someone so handsome and kind needs.”

“Mm…” Dorian hummed into their kiss, only slightly surprised by the move. “Well, someone around here has to. Anyone who regards you in any other light is clearly blind, deaf, and dumb.” Dorian said with a huff. His expression changed at Alucard’s further words, blushing as his eyelids lowered half-way. “Amatus…the things you make me want to do to you…” Press him against the nearest surface and ravish him silly, for one.

[lavellansvh3nan]

She barely had a moment to take in all that she had seen. The overwhelming truth of it all, the sense that she had just witnessed something that might change everything she knew. But within seconds, Windermere and everything around them was gone.

The vibrant and blinding light temporarily disoriented Elliana. The only solid thing that she knew she had was Solas, her hand still locked tightly into his. There was an accompanying sensation of being thrown, though she remained upright and somewhat lucid.

When the brightness faded, she was panting softly, attempting to calm her stuttering heart, but what helped to keep her grounded was the feeling of Solas’ fingers interwoven with her own. It all came crashing down on her then, when she realized they were back in front of the wolf statue.

It had felt like days…maybe even a lifetime that they’d been gone. But somehow, seeing it now, it made her realize they’d been gone only hours.

And more importantly, that all that Solas knew about himself had been confused, even incorrect.

“Solas,” she suddenly said once she felt sturdy enough to process all she’d seen, turning so she could face him fully and taking his face tenderly between her hands. There was so much to process— the fact that he was not Earl’s son, that he seemed to be older than she’d ever considered, and, worse, that he had killed two people.

“Solas,” she whispered his name again, nothing but tenderness and adoration in her tone as she did so. If she was reeling, she knew he must have been..devastated. Lost. Perhaps even a bit unhinged by what he’d seen. “No matter what, it’s going to be okay,” she insisted softly.

@solas-enaste

[cassandthings]

Just A Little Longer

Solavellan, Angst. Enjoy

It was inevitable, of course.

He avoided looking through Rook’s eyes more than necessary. Too often could lead to her realizing he’d been untruthful, or noticing his presence.

It wasn’t as though he could control her, regardless. Not truly.

But time in his Fade Prison stretched endlessly, and at times he grew restless. Weary. So damned ready to scream that he had to peer into the realm of the Waking, simply to quell it.

And so, it had been inevitable that he should peer through, and see her.

Vhenan.

She is the same, his Amaris, and yet not. A blink of Rook’s eyes, and he can see the changes ten years have wrought.

Wrinkles in the corners of her eyes and mouth. A slight dimness to the ever-bright blue of her eyes. A prosthetic where, when last they’d met, her left arm had been partially gone - taken by the Mark, taken by him, to save her life.

Amaris.

He doesn’t know where they are - certainly not any of Rook’s usual haunts. His Vhenan is dressed splendidly, fancier than anything she’d have worn during the days of the Inquisition - and his heart stumbles at the sight of his wolf-jaw necklace settled against her chest, worn for all to see.

But she is right there. So close. Close enough that when she smiles, laughing at something Rook or her companions has said, he can hear her laughter, her wonderful voice, and it makes his entire body ache with longing.

He does not deserve her. He never deserved her, or the love she gave him. And yet he would take it all again, those precious days spent by her side, those memories that he holds close to what remains of his fractured heart.

Soon, too soon, Rook turns to go, and something in him panics.

Wait. Don’t leave yet. Let me see her for one last moment.

There is the briefest itch to take control, to make her stop, so that he might gaze on the Inquisitor for another moment - to take in her face, her eyes, all that she is, and lock it tight in his memories.

The moment passes, and Solas clenches his hands into tight fists, eyes closed as he pulls himself from Rook’s consciousness.

The image of her now burned into his eyelids, replacing the one from ten years ago, set to torture him anew.

I am sorry, Vhenan. If only we had met in another life.

But I cannot stop now.

[scarfacemarston]

So while I’m working with all of the medical emergencies, I’m now having to deal with 11 people for the weekend.

Some of which are extremely racist, homophobic, sexist and republican. I’d love a distraction!

Please feel free to send me meta questions, head canon questions, role play questions or oc questions! Or we can just chat!

[tinkerbitch69]

The very best thing about veilguard is that it gives you the option to call out your own former player character for dumping all the problems they CAUSED on your new player character fr.

I love my inquisitor as much as the next player but bitch you have got to get your shit together! You CANNOT dump all this on poor varric and the rando he found and adopted in the wild smh.

[welcomefortune]

Just saw in a Veilguard spoiler an opportunity for my Rook to make a selfish decision with really great RP opportunities and angst based on what companions I think my Rook will like the most we’re so back

[mirandaputsherbestbuttforward]

got mods working again for DAI via steam so have some Inquisitor!Meredith

[generouspicklesaladhumanoid]

Another drawing for an rp I did with a friend. The boys went to the SPN universe and met Castiel. 😌

I'm so glad that I've found this rendering style cause it really grew on me. Thanks rando Russian artist.

[fadewalking]

I'm going to make "An Inquisitor", i've decided. To be my main Inquisitor that i default to referencing in all verses that require a reference to a random Inquisitor who is unattached to any romances.

they won't be a muse or anything. they're just going to Exist for mine and your reference in our threads. <3

[lazywriter-artist]

The tau post was just so I could post some oc stuff =w=

Everyone meet Solomon Silverworth and his child friend travel buddy tau ‘associate’ Al’vah.

They’re a pretty simple duo and I only have so much lore on them settled rn but gehehehehe I lurv them

Their story is pretty early but basically what happened is Silverworth, a member of the Ordo Xenos the irony I know, is doing his work. Taking and cleansing a Xenos ship trespassing imperial airspace and not heeding his warnings. Upon their mission however he begins to realize this ship has various civilians in it, his own moral code and tragic past catch up with him and he is starting to have a breakdown when- gasp?! One of the few tau left get into a fist fight with one of his soldiers giving Silverworth a chance to rectify this even if only a little.

So he saves Al’vah from the soldier and in that moment decides “huh….new child” bc old man is a big old baby and misses his wife and kids very very very much pls pls pls god emperor he misses them— and needs something to keep his mind off that void.

So new child acquired :3 wdym he can’t love a xenos like his own child? You get a divine smite from the gauntlet and a firm talking to.

I love them so fucking much…

[bloodxstarved]

Some enemies Alucard was too soft hearted to kill, he felt awful when having to kill certain creatures in order to defend his company. Sometimes they just happened to stumble upon dangerous animals who were only attacking out of self preservation. Dragons and Drakes being some of them, the inquisitor was always depressed after those battles.

But right now he was having a ball! He smiled brightly at Dorian's exclamation to their combo attack, doing it once again when the mage casted another time. Alucard then dashed to Bull's aid to cast a healing wave over him as the qunari was always recklessly charging in. In just a few short minutes the valley was clear of monsters and they could breathe in peace. "Well that definitely got our blood pumping." Alucard stated as he sheathed his sword and pulled his hood back up to protect himself from the sun. "I think now would be a good time to pause and rest before we continue on."

 bloodxstarved:

“With pleasure.” Alucard said as he drew his blade. There were some creatures the kind hearted Inquisitor didn’t like to kill, Quillbacks were not one of them. They were nasty creatures, like a vulture fused with a boar and even though these were scavengers they attacked anything that got near them.

He slashed at the monsters with Bull as Varric and Dorian attacked from a safe distance. At one point Alucard snatched a ball of fire the mage had cast out of the air and combined it with his own to make the spell more powerful before shooting it out at the enemies to burn them to a crisp.

Of the enemies they could face, Dorian was glad it was quillbacks. Creatures, but creatures that Alucard would kill without hesitation. When it was other animal-like foes, the man could be a bit…soft. He imagined the man was the type to capture and release any bugs/spiders that happened into his home. Such was the man who had captured his heart.

Dorian grinned as Alucard combined his magic with his own, eyes lighting with the brilliance they were known for when discovering knew methods of spellcasting and the like. “Ha! Take that!” He shouted, twirling his staff around before firing once more.

[lavellansvh3nan]

Leaving behind Skyhold had not been as difficult as Elliana had initially imagined it would be.

Yes, she worried about leaving everyone there without their symbol. As the Inquisitor, sometimes she wondered if she was better used as a beacon of hope than an actual leader. But she knew that between her advisors, Dorian, Cassandra, the others, they were in capable hands. She trusted that if something were to arise while she was gone, they could handle it.

Dorian had made a face at her when she’d said it would be her and Solas striking out on their own. She’d been vague about what it was they were looking for, wanting to keep Solas’ affairs as private as he wanted to keep them. However, even she knew that the two of them leaving the Inquisition together was bound to raise some rumors.

Not that she minded- she’d helped in all of her friends wishes. Dorian was still grateful for her help with his father. Everyone knew they’d be back.

Just do be careful. I’d hate for the Inquisitor to come back with a broken heart. Dorian had teased her the morning they’d left, but he’d made a point to squeeze her shoulder in support. She knew no matter what, he’d be there.

For now, she rode in comfortable silence beside Solas, occasionally patting her horse or looking out over the scenery around them.

The kiss still played on repeat in her mind, often. Their connection was undeniable, sometimes she swore she could feel it buzzing in her skin when she was near him. But she’d made a promise to him, to give him space and time. And searching for answers about Earl like this, she didn’t want to make it about anything other than what he needed to find.

“How far out are we?” She asked him finally, tilting her head towards him and offering a supportive, friendly smile.

@solas-enaste

[rogue-trader-samuel-drakon]

“Czevelle Rathgun, Reikul, Wrythe, Madwen, Selaina, Leona, and Zabyn. Did I happen to get any of your names wrong?” Spoke a man is relatively plane clothes as he approached. “I suppose I shouldn’t be too surprised, you’ve hardly attempted to hide yourselves.”

- @askthewanderer40k

"Is there something you need?" The Inquisitor asked as she eyed the man with suspicion. Her assassins were staying close defensively.