#samson x lavellan

[chaos-enchanted]

After a bit of a hiatus from Dragon Age, I decided to go back and update my mods for my mage playthrough

So here she is, Asaria Lavellan, my mage inquisitor ^-^

(Pretty sure she's the best inquisitor I've made thus far)

She's a very headstrong and inquisitive seeker of knowledge and secrets of both the world around her and beyond the Veil (although she might change her mind when she actually ends up the Fade, who knows?), but doesn't always agree with the exclusivity and hostility of Dalish clans, as she perceives it as limiting their knowledge, and remaining as passive participants in a world that holds so much to explore.

I'm unsure of who she'll romance, as her and Solas think very much alike, but I also know it will end in heartbreak and I just love her so much I just want her to be happy and have a happy ending, so Cullen might be on the cards as well. That being said I'm kind of preparing to use this save state for DA4, so I'm not sure if the Solavellan angst will pop up in DA4.

Anyway her backstory is under the cut

I know the codex pretty much states that Inquisitor Lavellan grew up with her clan, but I actually had a head canon that she grew up in a different clan, but due to the rules of only having a limited number of mages per clan, when Asaria came of age, her Keeper sent her on her own to clan Lavellan who were making their way to Kirkwall around a year before the blight.

However, Asaria is a very inquisitive mind and instead of going straight to her clan, she detoured for a while exploring for a bit on her own, and took longer than expected to get to Kirkwall. On her travels to Kirkwall she was set upon by a group of Templars, who after a brief fight managed to subdue her and took her to the Kirkwall Circle, where she awaited judgement to either be inducted into the Circle or made tranquil for her resistance of the Templars (she had actually managed to seriously injure one of them, so she was lucky she wasn't killed or made tranquil on the spot).

She spent a short time awaiting her fate at Kirkwall. During her time awaiting her verdict, she had actually met a certain Templar, who acted as her warden at the time, Raleigh Samson. He had been quite curious about her, and her people and during the times he spent guarding her cell and bringing her food and other necessities they had gotten to know each other quite well, and became friends in their own way (as much as one could befriend their jailor I suppose), even after everything Asaria didn't really perceive the Templars as all that frightening, maybe they were trapped to, she thought, bound to this place as much as the mages.

After some deliberation from the Circle however, it was likely they were going to make her tranquil, due to her inexperience with magic and non-formal magic education away from Chantry practices, as well as the attacking of her captors.

Her first Keeper had warned her of the dangers of Templars and their right of tranquillity, but even still, the severity of the situation hadn't fully set in until Samson explained to her what it would mean for her, she would lose herself in spirit and soul, and would be forced to stay and serve the Circle. This is what terrified her, Samson could sense it, he didn't want that for her. After hearing her story about her people and their traditions and practices, of which he was surprised at her openness compared to what he had heard of her kin, Samson's mind was set; just because the Dalish taught their people to control magic differently to the Chantry, didn't mean she would be any less a mage or any more a risk of becoming an abomination, she was smart, resourceful and headstrong, and Samson had come to learn this in the time he got to know her. That, and he had grown quite fond of her in his own way in the time they had spent together, and so he risked it all to smuggle her out of the city and to a nearby clan which he had suspected were leaving soon after he had spotted them packing their Aravels, clan Lavellan...

I like to imagine, that that's where Samson's disgrace with the Templars began. I can't remember the full details of his time before he met Hawke in DA2 but I head-cannoned that along with the lyrium addiction, him smuggling Asaria out of the Circle certainly didn't do him any favours with Knight Commander Meredith.

Anyway she never forgot the lone Templar that freed her, and if it weren't for him, she would never have reached clan Lavellan and therefore the Inquisition. Not matter how far gone Samson may be now she will endeavour to save him as he once did for her.

[lavellanvibes]

“Sod the bloody Inquisition, Poppet. When you’re with me, you’ve no world to save, or damned rifts to close. You wanna escape, just give me the word.”

[shift-shaping]

amazing that you can sentence this man to ten years of homoeroticism

[the-drowsy-captains-art]

Samson and Neros doing some elfroot together. Mostly I just wanted to draw Neros' room. (elfroot is pink because health potions are red)

No blanket version below!

[nirikeehan]

first lines

rules:  share the first line of your last ten published works or as many as you are able to and see if there are any patterns!

I got tagged by @rowanisawriter! Thank you for the tag, this is always a delight to do.

IDK if recently updated fics technically count but I'mma do it anyway bc I am lazy.

Upon reviewing them: I really love starting out with a setting detail. I'm gonna blame Inquisition for being fucking gorgeous for that one. Also I am impressed only two start out with dialogue – so often that has been my go-to way to start a scene lol. I am most impressed with the lines that put you right into the action... I should maybe work on doing that more.

Tagging, if interested: @theluckywizard | @oxygenforthewicked | @exalted-dawn-drabbles | @melisusthewee | @bluewren

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These are all Dragon Age btw, the brainrot that keeps on going since 2020

Kingdom Come; Thalia x Thom Rainier

He has imagined her return a thousand times and a thousand times more.

2. Two Songs; Truth, Sadness, Sacrifice; Cullen & Samson

“Staring at the cards all night won’t change ‘em, kid,” Samson said.

3. World-Weary Assholes; Garrett Hawke & Thalia

“Where did that damned Inquisitor go?” Hawke asked Varric.

4. The Wingman at Griffon Wing; Rylen & Thalia

The blazing sun hung low on the horizon, washing the forbidding landscape in hues of blood red.

5. The Greater Good; Cullen & Samson

Cullen stood in the Gallows courtyard, sweating into his armor. 

6. Desert, Dragon, Soldier, Spy; Rylen x non-Inquisitor OC (exchange fic)

His first impression of her is a flash of white in a sea of orange.

7. But Never a Key; Cullen x Thalia, Cullen & Pravin

The Hinterlands were ablaze with autumn color.

8. An Unquenchable Flame; Cullen x Thalia, Cullen & Pravin

The wind howls through the night.

9. Things my heart used to know (things it yearns to remember); Cullen x Neria Surana Lavellan (exchange fic)

The argument in Josephine’s office was significant, from the sound of it.

10. Through a Glass, Darkly; Cullen x Thalia, Samson x Thalia

The sky hung low like a threat.

[a-shakespearean-in-paris]

You Matter

A commission for the lovely @lavellanvibes <3 Hurt/comfort with her Sadira and Samson. Thank you so much for your support <3

“Sadira.”

“Go away.”

Outside Sadira’s tent, Samson sighed. “Sadira,” he said once more. “Please.”

She gave the same answer, albeit a more annoyed answer. Acutely, Samson grew aware of the gathering audience of Sadira’s companions. They witnessed everything that transpired since they got back to the camp. The longer they stared, the more tiresome it became. He certainly couldn’t call Sadira his pet name in front of them. Then they’d all know.

He sighed again. Why shouldn’t he? He’d done more desperate things.

“Poppet.”

He couldn’t see her behind her tent flap, but he didn’t have to know. “What good am I?” she asked, her voice even more muffled from being buried in her hands as he pictured. “I couldn’t even heal you.”

“You did well,” Samson promised. “Really.”

“You’re just saying that to make me feel better.”

“I am not.” He had many faults. Lying was never one of them. “Will you let me come in?”

“You don’t deserve me.”

Click to read more!

[lavellanvibes]

Come on a journey with me ✨

[luri3l]

Art obviously by lyndraws! This was a commission from a while ago, just cuz of my inactivity I did not post it. Lyn designed Luriels lovely outfit, I wanted something gown like for him for once, haha. The story behind the picture is that I was writing a Samson x Luriel fanfiction at that time where they were joking about getting married, in the end, they did. But not a chantry like marriage but an elvish marriage. I never published it cuz my writing sucks and now I think it doesn’t really match Samsons character to get married so just enjoy these two wearing nice clothes xD

[merrillapologist]

and a world screams,

“kiss me, son of g-d”

i love them your honor. (he/him pronouns for lavellan, please!)

[pikapeppa]

WIP/Six Sentence Sunday

afkgjhl it warms my hort to see so many of you guys active today!!! 😍❤ Tagged by @elveny @ashalle-art @johaeryslavellan @solas-disapproves @crackinglamb @in-arlathan @faerieavalon @musetta3!

I have a couple things I can share this week. First, some Athera/Abelas fluff from Inadvisable (modern university AU with the Ancient Elvhen Boyband):

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Abelas {harrumph}ed. “I don’t understand this universal preference for texting among your generation.”

Athera blurted a laugh. Her generation! He made himself sound so old!

 “What do you mean?” she asked.

“Texting takes more time than talking on the phone,” he complained. “And it requires you to use both hands. It is far less efficient than talking.”

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I mean, he’s not wrong, but THAT’S NOT THE POINT, GRANDPAPPY ABBY.

And some fluff from a little upcoming Roman Hawke/Samson for my beloved @schoute:

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Roman was lounging on the couch in front of the fire. Her music stand in the corner had some sheet music open, however, and her violin case was open on the floor. 

Samson quirked an eyebrows as he approached the couch. “Playing your fiddle, were you?” 

“No,” she muttered.

 He chuckled. “Don’t stop on my account. You should play somethin’ for me.” He patted her leg, and she curled her legs up so he could sit down beside her.

“Not a fucking chance,” she said flatly. “I’m not a performing monkey.”

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Such a bundle of sweetness and light, she is. 😂😂❤❤

Tagging back to all the lovelies who tagged me, and sending it forward to @charlatron @mythicaitt @pushingsian @hollyand-writes @mrscullensrutherford @serial-chillr @queen-kass-the-writer @thevikingwoman @galadrieljones @cartadwarfwithaheartofgold @lostinfantasies38 @fandomn00blr @hobo-apostate and anyone else who wants to participate!

[ladymarinamart]

[lavellanvibes]

Been apart far too long

[wethalla]

[cygnus-art]

Cullen: Samson and I... shared quarters

Inquisitor: *under breath* oh my gods they shared quarters

[the-drowsy-captains-art]

I tried to muster the energy to draw today but this is all I could manage. Maybe I'll try again later... anyway have Neros and Samson!

[pikapeppa]

Six Sentence Sunday

Tagged by @elveny @kittimau @faerieavalon @cartadwarfwithaheartofgold - thanks babes!! As usual, will be casually ignoring the six sentences, because WE DO WHAT WE WANT.

I’ve got a few chapters sitting pretty here this week, so I’ll share from a couple things! First, a little Roman Hawke and Samson for my soulmate @schoute, who has made some AMAZING ART THAT I CAN’T WAIT FOR EVERYONE TO SEE BECAUSE I’M LOSING MY MIND OVER IT:

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Roman was glaring at him. 

This wasn’t unusual, really; scowling was her default expression. But it was a little unnerving to have her glaring at him while they were sitting naked in her bathtub.

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And then a little of Felassan thinking about Tamaris Lavellan, from Inadvisable, the modern university AU I’m creating with @elbenherzart! (I just posted this chapter because I got overexcited. 😂

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Felassan smirked as he made his way to the history building. Tamaris, Tamaris… She was a tricky one to figure out. She was cynical, for certain; that was the first thing anyone would notice as soon as she opened her mouth. She wasn’t necessarily pleasant to talk to, either: she was blunt, suspicious, and intolerant of bullshit, calling Felassan out on his charm in her straight-shooting way. 

He liked it. Her bluntness was perversely charming, in his opinion. It was refreshing and different, especially for a man who was long accustomed to winning people over in the course of a single conversation.

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Tagging back to you four lovelies, and forward to @crackinglamb @pushingsian @modernagesomniari @johaeryslavellan @lostinfantasies38 @alyssalenko @charlatron @starsandskies @musetta3 @hellas-himself��@barbex @hollyand-writes @queen-kass-the-writer and anyone else who wants to jump in and grab it!