#seravellan?

[shift-shaping]

Very funny (sad) that a Lavellan who actually believes in the elven pantheon can't fucking win if she wants to date an elf. Sera breaks up with her if she's even lukewarm on her beliefs, and Solas is . Well you know

Poor girl's gonna have to hook up with fucking. Loranil. I guess.

God Merrill really should've been in this game

[die-lian-hua]

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

[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])

[tragicblondie]

sera doodle

[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.

[dariumarneus]

amidst the dusty books

[solsthiems]

I think I was obligated to hop on this one

[merrillshawke]

[pappadu]

world cold, boob warm

[loustica-lucia]

DATV — Sulevin Lavellan Redesign

I redrew my original outfit design on a cool screenshot of my main Inquisitor: Sulevin Lavellan👀

[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]