#seravelyan

[5mcsinatrenchcoat]

And then they were late to the Solas confrontation because they were helping scared people on the streets instead.

(I imagine spending 8-10 years waiting for the sky to fall didn't do any wonders to Sera's fear of the Fade. That said: "Eat it, Fade. She makes it fine.")

[tarraxahum]

I think it was very sexy of Kinara to choose the same specialization as her future wife, you know. Why have one unpredictable rogue on fire when you can have TWO.

I'm keeping all my art in one place, but if you wanna follow for dragon age content there's a sideblog linked in pinned~

(I'll link the reference/inspiration in the replies)

[phraseandfiction]

No longer the Herald. No longer the Inquisitor. But what their love calls them remains the same.

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[tarraxahum-ish]

So wave goodbye To living alone I think we’ve found our home Let’s paint these walls And pull up the weeds And cast our fevers in stone 

I have this headcanon that after Trespasser my Inky and Sera indeed did live in that house in Kirkwall (Varric’s gift). And they renovated it fully - that includes painting all sorts of things on the walls. ‘Cause their home is anything but boring and stiff. Ya know?

[lorspolairepeluche]

ship aesthetics (14/?) - seranea (sanea trevelyan/sera)

Her breast is fit for pearls, But I was not a “Diver”-- Her brow is fit for thrones But I have not a crest. Her heart is fit for home-- I--a Sparrow--build there Sweet of twigs and twine My perennial nest.

-Emily Dickinson

[pinayelf]

I imagine that ice cream or ice desserts in general would be a rare treat in Thedas. Keeping things cold would require magic or runes, one of which is illegal and the other most likely expensive. 

So I’d see the rich and cultures in which mages have more freedom (the Dalish, the Avvar) would have easier access. Dwarves too! Because I think they canonically use a water rune down in Orzammar so ice runes would be a thing.

Also did some quick research (thanks for the ref guys lol) and a lot of frozen desserts were made with snow.

SO HERE COME CUTE HEADCANON.

Sera x Human Mage Quizzie (not Trevelyan)

In the alienage, Sera remembered how whenever it snowed they’d make sweet ice treats. In fact it’s one of her more fond memories there with parents she can’t remember. A bowl of ice with berries and when they’re lucky, honey. It was her favorite thing in the world.

When she lived with Lady Emmauld, she used runes. Expensive runes she bought to make fancy ice desserts during her parties. Another fond memory Sera has amidst the sadder ones.

She tells Isadore this one night while they’re cuddled up. 

Sera is not comfortable with magic - it scares her. At first this hurts Isadore, because she can’t help it, she was born with magic. Then they talk. Sera’s afraid because she thinks magic can only hurt and do bad. After all, look at that hole in the sky. 

Isadore starts to understand.

One day, a particularly hot one Isadore comes to her with a bowl filled with fresh berries. She asks Sera if it’s okay to use magic. Sera trusts her, she says yes, but nervously. Isadore says she’s going to use it on the bowl and not her. So it’s fine. 

Isadore freezes the bowl and makes ice, then she takes a fork smooshes the berries in. 

Sera’s eyes light up. 

Good memories and good feelings come in. She takes a giant spoonful and she smiles. Isadore pulls out a jar of honey. Even better.

She drizzles it on top and it’s the best thing in the world.

“Have some, inky,” Sera says and feeds her a big spoonful. Isadore laughs.

“I can’t believe you did that, during this hot day,” Sera begins, “It’s like...it’s like...”

“Magic?”

Sera stops. 

Then she starts to understand. 

She kisses Isadore and she can taste the raspberries and honey on her lips. The sweetest they’ve ever tasted. 

She can understand. 

Magic can be used for bad, but it can also be used for love. 

[anarchyduck]

“Are you sneaking out on me?” Sera and Alis?

The sun is rising, and she should not be awake. She does not want to be awake, not when she can be asleep and curled more into the warmth surrounding her. Sera lies beside her on her side, one arm over Alis’ waist and legs tangled with hers. The last thing she wants to do is leave this spot. Sadly, duty comes before pleasure. Slowly, regretfully, she moves, taking great care not to wake her lover. Sera murmurs in her sleep and slides a hand underneath the pillow Trevelyan’s head previously occupied but, blissfully, she does not wake.

The Inquisitor sighs as she sits on the edge of their make-shift bed. She turns to gaze softly on the sleeping elf. In the pale light, Sera is beautiful. Well, in any light she is beautiful, but right now in the early light she is more so. Alis brushes uneven locks of pale gold from her face, watches a delicately pointed ear twitch. She looks over the freckled round shoulder to the curve of her side, counting the little brown dots scattered here.

Maker she does not want to leave.

With a sigh of remorse, Alis turns away and looks over the clutter on the floor for her clothes. Her tunic on the floor near the door, pants pooled near a stack of books, breast band somehow caught on Sera’s shelf of curiosities… “Are you sneaking out on me?”

Startled, Alis turns to find Sera sitting up in bed, blankets gathered about her waist. She raises a brow and slowly smiles, amused to catch the Inquisitor red handed.

“Not because I want to, trust me.” Alis says. Sera raises a hand, beckons her to return. “Sera, I can’t… I have a meeting with Josephine and some Orlesian nobles…” Despite her protests, she returns to her side, lifts a hand to touch hers. Sera, ever the unpredictable opportunist, grabs hold of her wrist and pulls her down. Alis yelps as she lurches forward, loses her balance, and falls on top of Sera, who weaves her arms around her and effortlessly flips them so Alis is on her back, hands pinned down beside her head.

Her face flushes red as she looks up at her smirking lover. “You were going to leave me for some stuck-up nobles…” Sera clicks her tongue in feign disapproval. “What’s the point in all this Inquisitorial-ness if you have to follow somebody else’s rules?”

“I didn’t want to go…”

Sera slides her hands up from Alis’ wrists as she leans down to hover over her face. Blond hair curtains around her and she feels warm breath on her lips. “Then don’t.”

Their fingers intertwine as Alis leans up to meet her kiss. She will be late today.

[panthegenderfreak]

Dragon Age OTPs: First Thoughts Upon Meeting

Aaliyah about Sera: "Who is this now? I am so confused"

Fenarel about Dorian: "Is he...beating that demon with his staff- by mythal, what is that on his face??"

Rhiannon about Isabela: "oh no she's hot"

Garrett about Anders: "oh no he's hot"

Neria about Zevran: "Is he seriously flirting with me?? Right now??? He must think I'm royally stupid"

Kallian about Leliana: "Now who the fuck is this? Can someone punch her so I don't have to?"

[takebacktheyuri]

Creator Tag Meme

Rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your 5 favorite works you’ve created this year (fics, art, edits, etc!) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you’ve brought into the world in 2017. Tag as many writers/artists/etc as you want (fan or original!) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works.

Tagged by @thewindysideofcare​ who helped me find the strength to create anything at all this year.... lol

1. the lamb and the knife I think I had recurring migraines and other things going when I did this, so it was a huge struggle to actually get it done but I ended up pretty happy with how it turned out. and I actually got comments on a fic for once... this fic had a full playlist

2. started as kinda lazy Seravellan sketch and imo the bg perspective got fucked... but I still like it and it got the most notes anything I made has ever gotten???? for some reason???

3. WARNING VERY NSFW CONTENT this is indulgent garbage but I was really into how it turned out in an abstract, technical sense. yet no one really cared about it I guess, just me :( because I like garbage sketches

4. Seravelyan Trash this is also NSFW GARBAGE and I struggled to finish it but I guess the things I had trouble with I end up being happy about somehow? It’s still trash, but I got my word count higher than ever before and forced myself to do something just to see if I could. #YOLO

5. a prayer for the living I choose this just because I tried getting into the heads of different characters, and I enjoyed doing that. More talky shit. I don’t really know if people like it. But it was a good experience.

I’m probably forgetting things that I actually liked better, I don’t know...

I never know who to tag >_<

[doriansbutt]

Sera and her Buckles :))))))

[5mcsinatrenchcoat]

the amount of times I've been using this new explosive blood thing as Vice getting wounded while enemies are standing in the splash zone and then straight up summoning a flame and slamming it on the ground to blow them (and herself) up on her turn

is now sufficient enough to confidently say that this a tactic she's canonically using in-story

[5mcsinatrenchcoat]

Will never shut up about how delicious I find this particular section of my Seravelyan playlist to be, considering all of it is Kinara's POV. Who is. You know. A huge religious leader (albeit involuntary) and an alleged Herald of Andraste.

They all try so hard to maintain her image as something chosen and holy meanwhile this woman is thinking blasphemies about how the only prayer she ever gets on her knees for is decidedly not Andraste-related.

[tarraxahum-ish]

I’m reeeally drunk, listening to Nikelback – She Keeps Me Up (idgf what this band did to this site and just how cringy you deem it, duh) and the actual in-game bartender’s phrase "Word is...that I hope you and Sera didn't do it on my bar" correlates way too well with the song’s lyric "I love when she says "what's wrong with right here on the counter?" sooooo

[anarchyduck]

Bedside Manner

For @sketchyelvenass, who suggested to write Sera or Alis getting sick and one having to take care of the other. 

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“You are the absolute worst.”

Sera rolled her eyes and sat down heavily on the edge of the bed. A groan emitted from beneath the blankets as the bed bounced from her movement.  

“Not my fault you fell into a nasty undead bog.” She reached for the cup sitting on the bedside table and stirred, making a face at the dark flakes that swirled in the amberish green liquid. There’s no telling what the healers put into it, something to help bring down the Inquisitor’s fever they said. If the smell indicated taste, it would be gross. “Come up now, time to take your gross tea.”

With another groan, Alis burrowed her head beneath a pillow. “Don’t wannaaaa.” She whined. She coughed deeply into the pillow and moaned pitifully into the sheets.

Sera reached and poked along Alis’ back, making the woman twitch and squirm beneath the blankets. A hand reached out from underneath the sea of cotton and wool to bat her away. “Noooo.”

Stubborn ass. 

Sera sighed. “Well, since you won’t take your meds, I suppose I’ll have to go take this back to the healers.” She shifted on the bed, keeping an eye on the lump of blankets. “Aaand they’ll have to come back themselves. With icky tonics. Probably the super thick one, looks like curdled milk, smells like three-day old shite and vomit.”

That got Alis moving. She looked a right mess too, with her black hair sticking up in odd places, red nose, and dark circles beneath her eyes. Sera might feel pity for her if she took her medicine like she was supposed to. “You really are the worst.” The Inquisitor said as she shifted to sit up. “Threatening me with gross medicine while I’m at death’s door.” She sniffled and coughed again.

Sera laughed loudly. “Death’s door? Hardly!” She held out the tea which Alis begrudgingly took. She cradled the cup in her hand and took a sip of it. “Uh uh,” Sera said as Alis made a face. “Healer said the whole thing so knock it back. Go on now, no fuss.”

Alis shot a half-hearted glare at her but did as she was told. A shudder went through her body and she shook her head, held out the cup for Sera to take. “No honey.” She turned her head as another deep cough overcame her, turning into a fit that stole her breath away. Exhausted, Alis laid down and drew the blankets up to her chest.

Sera set the cup aside and laid a hand on her forehead. She hummed thoughtfully and felt Alis’ cheeks. “Don’t feel no higher from earlier.” She commented, letting her palm linger on the human’s warm cheek. Alis leaned into her touch and she opened her eyes, bright with the fever that still burned. “Cough sounds better though. Jus’ spit out whatever comes up, don’t swallow it.”

“Only for you, dear.”

Sera snorted, shook her head with a smile. “Stupid.” She said fondly. She brushed hair back from her face, thinking how it needed a good wash. She was pale too, far too pale. “You need to hurry up and feel better, so we can head out somewhere. Getting boring stuffing trainin’ dummies with bees and salting Cully’s tea.”

Alis turned her head to cough into the pillow, trailing off into a light laugh. “Could try sneaking up on Bull again. See if you can put corks on his horns?”

“Psh, the big guy always sees me comin’. Says he can see me even when his eye’s closed which is friggin’ weird, right?”

“Qunari magic maybe.”

“Ugh, hope not. Got enough mages hangin’ ‘round as it is.”

Alis coughed again, another deep bout that left her breathless. Sera watched, not enjoying watching her lover be ill and being helpless to do anything for it. It wasn’t like a posh nob or ugly red Templar, something easy she could fill with arrows. Couldn’t put arrows in this one, couldn’t punch it in the face either. Well, the latter she could do but she liked Alis’ face too much to do that.

She leaned up and kissed Alis’ forehead, feeling the warmth radiating from her. Alis murmured, eyes fallen closed again, and sighed through her nose. “Mm, stay a bit?” She asked quietly, voice heavy with sleep. The medicine was working.

Sera moved to lay down beside her, keeping herself on top of the blankets and curled next to her. She brushed back her lover’s dark hair, listened as her breathes slowly deepened and body relaxed. She kissed the side of her head and kept running her fingers through her hair, for the moment content.

[anarchyduck]

“When this is over, I’m leaving with you.”

“What, just like that? What about all the important Inquisition shite?”

“That’s not important. You are.”

“Don’t go gettin’ all sweet talkin’ now, Buckles. Save it for later.”

“For the rest of our lives.”

[anarchyduck]

10,11,16 for Alis and Sera?

Thank you for asking! =D

10. Do they have pet names for each other?

Sera for Alis: Inky, Buckles, Honey-tongue, Love

Alis for Sera: Bumble bee, Sweetie, Darling, Dear

11. Do they have any inside jokes?

Sera pointed out how Solas sort of resembles an egg once and Alis aboutdied. Now every time Sera makes a pun about eggs, Alis laughs. It didn’t stayan inside joke once Solas caught on but that didn’t stop them.

One time when they were drinking with other members of the Inquisition,Alis proposed a game where no one could ask a question between 2AM to 3AM. OnlySera and Alis keep it going until one of them gives up.

16. Jealous at all?

Sera? Not too much. If Alis starts getting a little too flirty withsomeone, she just waltzes over and gives her a good, long kiss. That usuallydoes the trick and Alis lets herself be led back to Sera’s tavern room. As time went on, Alis’ flirting with others toned down.

Alis never really did get jealous until she learned about Sera’sinfatuation with Qunari women. Though it was more of a ‘would you rather havethem then me?’ sort of deal, not where she really got made. Sera reminded herotherwise (in all the wonderful ways). As Sera says “I’ve got better at home.”