#seravellan

[die-lian-hua]

my biggest disappointment with vg is that my Lavellan still can’t be her true self (breasting boobily)

[loustica-lucia]

DATV — Oliver Lavellan meets his father

Oliver Lavellan meets his father, a short comic! (feat. Sola [his father], Sera [his mother-in-law], Calico Aldwir [Rook] and mentions of the Inquisitor Sulevin Lavellan [his mother]) Solas seeing his son, after 8 years... He promised Sulevin he would leave them alone, not try to find them in dreams anymore. He remembered a toddler, now he's in front of a ten years old boy. The do not have the time to talk, and they never will. You bet Ollie (Oliver) knows how to curse fluently in elven (thanks to his mother), dwarven (thanks to Varric), in Qunari (thanks to Iron Bull) & in Common thanks to everyone lol But somehow, Bitch was never brought up. Baster, on the other hand... He probably heard Bitch before, but like "son of a Bitch ", and thought lots of women were called Abbytsche or something.😂

[pathcrier]

Sera just holds a special place in my heart🌼🍪

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[er-gl]

Been readin a lot of undeserved hate to Sera now that the hype of DATV is reawakening old DAI discourse so as a Sera romancer (with a Lavellan inqui nonetheless), allow me to shout my take

Look at it this way - Sera values freedom and reality. She sees Dalish culture (whom Solas also despise) as a shackle towards an unknown past that doesn't benefit anyone. She hates nobles partly because of how alienage are treated. She understand the reality that EVERYONE is equal on this maker-given earth of all kind, and decided to free herself from any shackles to liberate as many people as possible through deviant act againts rulers and, in extend, even gods.

In a way, Sera is an elf but refuse to be dictated by only her birth condition - her ears, her eye shape, her physical being. She wants to be her own autonomy. She is an elf but not elvhen. She sees all it as bullshit social dictation, construct, and contracts. Why should she be an elf just because she is born as an elf? She is, Sera. Tbh that's beautiful.

[feykrow]

Shiloh doesn’t talk much, so it’s extra special.

[broodwolf221]

Heya! How about "you... brought this here for me?" From the people who don't know how to be loved prompts for Delwyn and Sera? Happy writing \o/

oh this was sm fun i love themmmm. and i got to explore them being silly AND feelsy /u\ the ideal. thank you! @dadrunkwriting 969 words cws: none

She fussed with the wrapping, feeling foolish. Sera had been so happy when she’d told her about her efforts to figure out a good gift, about asking everyone… and it stung, a little. She was glad that Sera was happy, but she hated that it had come as a surprise.

Had she not done enough to make the other woman know she was serious? Maybe it had nothing to do with her. She tried to tell herself that, anyway. It was just part of Sera’s history, her expectations. But it still stung.

This was ridiculous. A gift would solve nothing. And it wasn’t even a good gift. But she had never known what to get Sera. What do you get for a woman who could take what she wanted, who got bored of new toys so fast, whose interests bounced around so rapidly? How many hobbies had Sera taken up and abandoned since she’d come here? How many unfinished projects were stuffed in corners of her little nest in the tavern?

She didn’t even know how to tie a ribbon right. She stared at it, picked at it, untied and retied it, and still it looked sad and limp. This whole thing was sad. And limp. Could a thing be limp? Sera would have a good joke about that. Delwyn just flicked the ribbon.

She leaned back in her chair and drummed her fingers on her thigh. This was so stupid. Part of her wanted to throw it out, forget the whole thing, but that felt even worse. So instead she sighed, stood, grabbed the box, and went to the tavern, trying to tuck it under her arm—with limited success. But she ignored everyone’s stares and made her way straight to Sera’s corner.

The door was ajar so she just pushed it open, popping her head around the corner to see Sera laying down and tossing a little thing in the air. She thought it was a ball at first, but it seemed squishy. Sera glanced at her, grinned, and tossed it her way. She caught it out of instinct more than intent, squeezing it a little. “What’s in this?”

“Rice,” Sera replied brightly. “It’s fun. Crinkle-squish.”

“Crinkle-squish,” Delwyn confirmed slowly, giving it another quick squeeze before tossing it back. Sera caught it adroitly and sat upright, legs spread and hands dangling between, eyebrow quirked as she noticed the package.

“What’s that?” She straightened a little as she tried to get a better look at it and Delwyn felt herself flushing, but she was here, she was committed. It had to happen.

“Got you something,” she said simply, stepping inside and closing the door behind her. Sera met her eyes with a quick frown.

“You already got me somethin’. A big something. A good, big something.” Her frown shifted as she shook her head. “Well— you know what I mean. Anyway. What’s with all the gifts?”

“It’s… what people do, right?”

“People-people, or elfy-people, or herald-people? Because the people I know sure don’t give so many gifts.” Despite her protests she looked intrigued, staring at the package. Delwyn rolled her eyes and tossed it towards her, watching Sera fumble the little ball in her effort to catch it. 

“Me-people.” And elfy-people. But she hoped… well, it wasn’t like she was asking Sera to be Dalish. Shit. This was going to go so bad—

Sera pulled the ribbon off and opened the box, eyes widening—

“It’s, um.” She shifted her weight. “A Dalish thing. It’s just… something we give to people. Dalish or not. It’s a promise.”

“A promise?” Sera asked, pulling out the delicately woven bracelet and staring at it.

“Yeah. It’s a promise. It’s saying that… you matter to us. Well, to me. It doesn’t make you Dalish. Doesn’t mean you have to convert. Nothing like that.”

“I— wait, so—”

“You matter to me, Sera,” she interrupted, the words coming in a rush. “It’s not a, um, proposal or anything. Shit. I’m sorry, this is all messed up, I should’ve planned this better—” Suddenly Sera was standing, grabbing her face, and kissing her protests away. 

“You brought this here?” Sera pulled back just enough to ask, looking strangely vulnerable. “For me?”

“Well, no. I, um. Made it for you. It’s—” she was interrupted by another kiss, Sera’s arms winding around her waist, her smile pressed against Delwyn’s lips. 

“Crafty girl,” she breathed, their lips still brushing as she spoke. “You really made it? For me?”

“Yeah. I— yeah,” Delwyn managed, a little breathily. She gave Sera a quick kiss, then another, relief flooding her. “It’s um. Okay. So the thread—it’s about how we met. Right? Sometimes it’s about where people physically meet, the plants in that spot. Other times it’s more representative.” Sera tilted her head before looking down at the bracelet, thumbing across its surface. “It’s Vandal Aria.” Sera snorted and looked back up at her.

“Because I’m a vandal? C’mon, now—” but Delwyn was already shaking her head.

“No, no. It’s because… Vandal Aria is a desert rose. Well, not a rose, but… look. It’s beautiful, unexpected, and tenacious. It just… reminded me of you. Besides,” she made a face, “I wasn’t going to use elfroot. That’s a bit on the nose, don’t you think?” Sera snorted, nodding.

“I… really like this.” She was staring down at the bracelet again, slipping it onto her slim wrist. “I mean, I really like this. It’s a bit of you. Or how you think of me, or… something. I just like it.” She drew her forefinger across the surface, then glanced back up at Delwyn. “You did good, Inky,” she crooned, wrapping her arms around Delwyn’s neck and drawing her in for another deep kiss.

And another.

And…

She wasn’t going to be leaving this little room anytime soon.

[solsthiems]

I think I was obligated to hop on this one

[merrillshawke]

[inversetwilight]

I'm back on my Dragon Age: Inquisition nonsense again and I was thinking about editing/reposting my (very old) Sera and Lavellan fic and trying to write more chapters for it. Are any of my Dragon Age followers still around to read it?

[the-cryptographer]

I wrote a thing!

12k words of Sera/Lavellan and the Exaulted Plains and the Unadin Grotto and the Dalish Encampment and Loranil and so many ugly unresolved feelings about cultural alienation and heteronormativity. So many of them.

[drawingsphopho]

[bluewren]

Happy Friday Wren! Maybe "your hands are warm" for pre-relationship Tal/Sera? 👀

Pre-relationship Sera & Tali lets me explore some Fade trauma!! 👀

@dadrunkwriting WC: 627

“Are you ready to talk about your nightmares?”

Sera wiggles her legs in place, scrunching herself to feel as small as she possibly can be. Not now, she still rather not have to the Fade. Not even remember, how can she remember? All she saw was nothing.

Taliesen’s eyes widen as she watched Sera’s back hit the window of her little room. Jumpy when she lands, as if she didn’t realize the glass was always there.

“I’ll take that as a no.” She lets a sigh, Sera shook her head. “How’s your little friend been doing, has she been enjoy herself after we took her came back with us?”

The big eared fox crawls up into Tali’s open arms. Twinkle Toes lets the elf push back the ears and wiggle her cheeks, resting in the comfort and bliss of their little room.

Sera giggles when she hears her pet’s joyous squeaks. “Don’t spoil that weasel, she’s already begging for fatty tuna dinners.”

“But how could I not?” Taliesen pouts. “Something this cute, deserves fatty tuna for every meal.”

She closes her arms around the fox’s torso, ruffling the soft fur with her hair.

“You can tell Cabot to stock lots of tuna for little fox, if you want to.”

“Oh no! I’m not explaining that request to Cabot. Your fox, you ask.”

“Why not? You’re Inky, who’s going to tell you no?”

Tali chuckles. “That’s not the point, nobody will take me seriously if I use my power on a request that silly.”

“Pfft. What’s the point of power if you’re not going to abuse it, a little?”

Tali shrugs.

“Somehow always knew I’d like you.” Sera replies with a grin.

She picks up her fox from Inky’s arms, rubbing her thumb over the fox’s long neck until she sees those large beady eyes close for a nap. Inky has a point, this thing is definitely deserves to be spoiled.

“How are you never scared?” Sera finally asks.

“Who said I wasn’t?” Tali raises a brow.

Sometimes when Sera looks at the Inquisitor, all she sees is that blinding beam of light. That arcane sword coming from the top of her bow. That shining blade was the one thing that Sera saw clearly in the Fade, and the first thing that she saw when she got her vision back from the Nightmare Demon. She was saved at that moment.

“Don’t know! It just looks like that.” Sera whispers, swallowing a knot in her throat.

“I do get scared.” Tali asserts, running her hand over the fox’s spine. “Leading groups of more than five isn’t a skill taught to you in Dalish school.” She snorts, feeling an itch in her own throat. “Negotiating, only came to me by trading with humans. Most clans don’t do that.” She sighs. “The secret is that I force myself to smile, or else I’ll make things become much worse for everyone.”

“Hmph.” Sera nods, one of the few times she lacks the words.

Her eyes follow the circular motion of Inky’s hand. Up over Twinkle Toes’ front paws then down towards her stomach, then repeats. She keeps wrangling for excuses to just grab it, always wanting to get closer to the heart inked on top. She probably shouldn’t, Inky is already closer than Sera wants her too be, she already thinks about their leader too much.

Sera reaches for the hand, suddenly her thumb now feels the need to rub the heart inked there.

She smiles, admiring the intricate curves of Inky’s vallaslin. “You’re hands are so warm.”

“That’s why I don’t sleep in a room where half the walls are windows.” Tali throws back a cheeky smirk.

“Shut up. You!” Sera squeezes Tali’s hand tighter, her lungs filling up with laugher.

[loustica-lucia]

DATV — Seravellan music ♪

It's so funny to me to imagine the Inquisitor walk around in Minrathous and still hear people play Sera Was Never (+other tavern songs)😂

She would come home to her wife laughing about it!🤭

(Sera [Concept Art] & Sulevin Lavellan [Inquisitor])

[somanykobolds]

Essera "The Haunted" Lavellan (seen here dissociating one more time because of the trauma of Solas departure and lies, while Dorian tries to call her back to reality)

Three facts about Essera :

She loves Dorian and consider him her BFF. They did plan to reunite at some point, once they're both old and tired of the world

She still has some addiction problems regarding that habit of the Tempests to break glass vials on themselves to battle, Sera's not helping, being one herself, but at least they're married and happy together

Deep inside, she regrets having let Solas take away her Dirthamen Vallaslin. She still is obsessed with secrets and knowledge

@chaosnail

Inquisitor Tag Game

Use this picrew to make your Inquisitor, then share 3 fun facts about them!

3 Fun Facts about 'An Lavellan

She can't read the common tongue well at all

She prefers to walk around bare chested

She is actually skilled in sculpting from woods

Tagging: @nokdunal @smoggyfogbottom @full---ofstarlight @cawyden @dreadfutures and anyone who wants to join!

[tragicblondie]

sera doodle

[octosan]

I still want to do my dragon age AU (that I've not discussed much on this blog but still) but I think now I have an added incentive of trying to re-establish my own peace of mind by doing so dkfgkdfkgfds

I'm not the kind of fanfic writer that can just make up entirely different stories apart from canon wholecloth. My AU will inevitably have a lot of stuff "from" Veilguard (and admittedly again, there was a lot of stuff I liked in a vacuum and sooo much supplementary material that the game simply didn't do justice to) but I have the freedom of what-if-isms to make it extraordinarily different in terms of the plot and narrative framing within those bounds.

As for my "canon" Worldstates coming out of Inquisition, well, idk, it bothers me that they aren't AUs I can do the same thing to. I can't even say "well they exist in the Joplin timeline" because Joplin is all conceptual and idk what that game would have looked like on release or how they wanted it to end.

But I definitely don't want their stories to end like they did in Veilguard.

I guess, broadly, and assuming this takes place in a better written game than we got-

Inquisitor Adaar - the Best Worldstate. The most political reform across Thedas, the best equipped to handle the Blight, so Southern Thedas ended up being way more okay than suggested in canon. In the end allowed Solas to tear down the Veil and use it to somehow make a place in Thedas for the ancient elves that were retconned out of the previous game as well as heal the spirits trapped on the other side, with the caveat that he did a lot of work throughout the game with Rook to make this possible without just destroying everything. Extremely messy concept but I mean the devs want to have a clean slate and destroyed most of the known world to do it so the veil coming down could have just been an option anyway.

Inquisitor Lavellan (Seravellan) - Similar to Adaar but her grudge against Solas because of his betrayal and the flaws of previous heroes before her leads her to fail a bit harder to make this into a better world and repel the effects of the Blight. Potentially her Rook convinces Solas to peacefully seal the Veil off with his lifeforce but it's just kicking the can along the road.

Inquisitor Trevelyan - Absolutely abysmal worldstate where Southern Thedas fell to the Blight, Solas was not convinced of shit, and Rook had to seal themselves and him into the Veil and leave a ruined Thedas with a ticking timebomb. That enemies-to-lovers Solrook tho