#talim vaharel

[saphylee]

Talim Vaharel | Dalish Exile | Senior Grey Warden

The new recruit did unnerve me when I first met him. He was the man behind the rumors of darkspawn by a small a small village fifty miles north of Monstimmard. I saw why many thought he was a tainted creature; his stark white hair and pale skin were the contrasting background of red angry scars on his face, obviously produced by a poisoned blade. I must reiterate that it wasn’t the scars that unnerved me, but what they represent: an exile from a Dalish clan for a heinous crime against the gods. I don’t know why he was exiled, nor do I wish to learn, for I fear what anger hides behind his gentle eyes.

-- entry from the journal of Senior Warden Fisara regarding first impressions of recruit Talim Vaharel

Thank you @cakiebakie for this beautiful portrait of my sweet, sad Warden. He is not an angry bean, I swear, despite what his recruiter believes.

[lavellanlove]

💭💭💭💭 The Three T's (Thel, Talim, Tam) and one Flower Child from Avi, if you're up for it

Thelrand: Creators, I am so proud of him. He has grown so much, and risen to every challenge laid before him. Not only has the Inquisition forged him into an even more formidable warrior, it has given him a chance to become the leader I always knew he could be. Our clan is lucky to have him. I am lucky to have him. Or at least, I was.

Talim: This man is oblivious. Either he is oblivious, or he is making a show of acting like it to try to dissuade me from paying attention to him. I don’t know if he is insecure, or out of practice, or thinks he is unworthy of someone caring about him, but I do. I see his simple gestures: the way he cares for the younger wardens, the thoughtful reverence he shows the fallen. That kind of gentle kindness is hard to come by. One of the Dalish wardens warned me about those scars, that they were the mark of an exile, but I am unafraid. Whoever he was, he’s a Warden now, and a man I would be proud to die alongside.

Tamralan: I don’t exaggerate when I say I don’t know where I would be without Tamralan. He has done so much for me, for Syla, for Thelrand, and for our clan.  I admire how readily he gives of his time, his energy, and his devotion. Gods, I don’t think there’s a selfish bone in that man’s body. I just hope he finds time to do some things solely for himself. He deserves that much, at least.

Sylathi: I wonder sometimes if Syla regrets having met me. She had such a clear, straight path ahead of her, one she took a lot of pride in. She seems happy now - anyone can see it - but it cost her so much. Her home. Her sense of community. And now, with what she and I are uncovering about the ancient elves, perhaps even her faith. I love her so much, and it breaks my heart to think that my desire to see her fulfilled has actually caused her pain.

(re:💭 OC thoughts meme)

[saphylee]

I was tagged by @lavellanlove to create some boys using this prince doll maker. Clockwise from top left is Thelrand Lavellan, Tamralan Lavellan, Leon Banks, and Talim Vaharel. If you want to create some, tag me so I can see!

[saphylee]

fuck, marry, kill - inquisitor, hawke, warden

Alright! I’m going to use Inquisitor Thelrand Lavellan, Warden Talim Vaharel, and thank you @lavellanlove for letting me borrow Gael Hawke as I do not have one! :) (Which also made this harder lol)

Fuck: Gael HawkeMarry: Talim VaharelKill: Thelrand Lavellan

I was stuck between Marry and Kill forever, but ultimately chose to kill Thel because he has just so much baggage as Inquisitor, and while I bless Dorian for loving him, Thelrand is a piece of work lol

[saphylee]

Talim Vaharel | Dalish Exile | Senior Grey Warden

Thank you so so SO MUCH @paperwick for this wonderfully stunning rendition of this sweet man and for bringing my vision of his scars to life! I will not be able to get over this any time soon and I never want to. 

[saphylee]

This is still a WIP but here’s some OC kisses featuring @lavellanlove‘s Avira and Talim

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After @lavellanlove ripped out my heart, I had to write a happy ending.

Warden au! Talira 817 words

Avira opened her eyes to find herself standing in a small meadow spotted with wildflowers of nearly every color she could imagine, enclosed in a forest. At the edge of the meadow stood a modest cottage with smoke blowing out the chimney, curled by a gentle breeze. The sun was high and bright in the sky, but she didn’t feel hot like she would expect, but instead a pleasant warmth, a wonderful contrast from the coldness she felt before.

She wasn’t sure where she was or how she got there. The last thing she could remember was darkness, coldness, and a bitter taste on her tongue. I can’t wait so see him again. Her breath caught in her throat and she flushed with a memory she couldn’t quite a place. Her eyes focused on the cottage again and her thrumming heart only made her curiouser, like her body knew something that her mind did not.

Before she could knock on the door, it opened and stood before her was a young man with white hair and bright blue eyes and a smile that knocked the breath out of her. Another flush in her chest left her wanting to remember who this man was. He was so achingly familiar.

“I missed you, Avira.”

And then it came to her in a flood of memories. A man assigned to train her so she could rise to her newly acquired position. Finding the reserved man endearing, even frustrating many a times, but it was always worth it to make him smile. The first nights of heated passion, heartfelt confessions, painful talks of the past. The elated smile when he confessed his love for her. The promise to remain at his side for the rest of his days, even when those days loomed so near. The loss of witnessing his last breath, hearing his final words, and the promise to record their legacy.

“Talim?!” Tears welled in her eyes as she pulled him in for a deep kiss, wrapping her arms tight around his neck, a hand carding through his hair. His arms wrapped around her waist, familiar and strong, and she realized with a heavy heart that it really had been years since she felt their comfort.

She parted, though kept their bodies pressed, and smiled through her tears. “You look so different.” She brushed her fingers over the smooth skin of his face where his scars used to be. “Younger, less tired.”

Talim chuckled and turned his head to kiss her palm. “Is that bad? It took me time before I figured out that I could change my appearance.” He brought a hand to her cheek. “You look older, more tired.”

She smacked the back of his head. “What every woman wants to hear.” She laughed and pulled him for another kiss, more tender than the last. “While you’re very handsome, I do miss the laugh lines, the crow’s feet, and yes, even the scars.” His smile fell just a little. “Why? I looked like this before I became a Warden.”

She kissed each corner of his lips, then pressed her forehead against his, taking in his familiar scent, less tainted by the putrid copper of tainted blood. “Because they tell your story, all the good and the bad, and how despite everything, you push forward. And because they belonged to a man I fell in love with. And,” she purred in a low voice. “I’ve always found them pretty sexy.”

Talim snorted. “As you wish, then, but close your eyes.”

When Avira opened her eyes a moment later, she was met with the same blue, but now he looked like the man she remembered. The man she loved. The man she still loved. She traced his scars. “Is this okay?”

“You’re the one who has to look at me.”

She laughed. Then, having been swept in the moment of their reunion, Avira forgot about the circumstances of their arrival. “Do you know where we are? How did I get here? Is… is this the afterlife?” “No, I’m not sure, and maybe.” His smile was wide as he took in their surroundings. “But it doesn’t matter now that you’re here. I always knew that you would come home to me even as the years went by, though they only felt like mere minutes.”

“You waited for me? But what about… um, I think her name was Laisa?”

Talim pulled back, though the smile never left. “And I’ll tell you now what I’ve told you then: I love you. I love only you. While I know in my heart, I will always care for her, as my first love and mother of my children, I will always choose you. It will always be you.” He stepped back to welcome her into the cottage. “Now come in and tell me everything. We have all the time in the world, after all.”

[saphylee]

OC Three Things Meme

I was tagged by @sulevinblade! I tag @lavellanlove @leothelionsaysgrrrr @empresstress13 only if you want to of course.

rules: say the first three things that you think of when you think of your OC(s)! (without an explanation of course)

Thelrand Lavellan: steel, sweat, blood

Sylathi Lavellan: blue, flower, paper

Tamralan Lavellan: earth, leather, trees

Talim Vaharel: scars, time, death

Aranehn Vaharel: pearls, glass, spirits

[lavellanlove]

Okay! Time for the canon character ships + Talira: 21. How have they changed each other for the better/for the worse?

Thanks, friend! major changes for Katrian or Malephine.

Solas x Avira: [+]  Avira’s relationship with Solas has made him more open to forming attachments with others: Varric, The Iron Bull, Cassandra, Sera, people who broaden his experience and challenge his assumptions. 

Solas has encouraged Avira to think more tactically about her position of newfound power, and has polarized her into stronger defense of the Dalish, despite having been subject to their imperfections firsthand.

[-] Knowing Avira has made Solas reckless. Feeling as deeply understood and accepted as he does by her makes him long to share more of himself, but she is perceptive enough to notice any omissions or inconsistencies - and self-assured enough to press on them. 

Not knowing Solas has made Avira paranoid. The more she learns, more pronounced the gaps in her knowledge, gaps he is particularly cagey about. In an otherwise deeply intimate friendship and relationship, it strikes her as odd, and later troubling. After she learns the extent of what he’d been withholding at the Exalted Council, she is left questioning her ability to assess the character of others, and feels she was foolish to letting people as close as she has.

Talim x Avira (Warden!AU): [+] Being with Avira has made Talim feel young again. It’d been ages since he’d been through the whole romance/bonding/family phase, so he had resigned himself to being alone (or at least uncommitted) until his Calling. Her actually being interested in him has given him reason to re-learn it all.

Talim has made Avira more proactive. He is almost oblivious to her interest, and would never act on it if she didn’t act first. But once they finally are in a relationship, Avira is even more affectionate than she typically is, both to assure him of her interest and to reciprocate his lavishing of attention.

[-] Sometimes Talim can be overbearing in his affections out of his desire to demonstrate his value. It’s not that Avira doesn’t enjoy his company, but she feels at times, especially early on, that he is ‘trying too hard’. 

Avira finds herself being secretive to avoid upsetting Talim. She doesn’t want him to worry about her, and feels guilty about the amount of attention he devotes to her.

(re: OTP Asks)

[saphylee]

OC rivals! 16, 23, 24 :)

Most secretive VS Most openEmatuelanuren "Ematu" Mydha VS Sylathi Lavellan

While both of them are known to keep information to themselves, Ematu tends to keep a very stoic expression while Sylathi wears her heart on her sleeve. And it doesn’t take long for Sylathi to confess what’s on her mind while Ematu will keep everything to themselves out of spite for the other person. The only person they open up to is their partner, Leon.

Best at self-care VS Most self-destructiveAranehn Vaharel VS Talim Vaharel

This one is really hard to pick out, so I chose Aranehn for the best at self-care just because she has gone through a lot in life, she kept her outlook positive and kept her situation from ruining her well being. In fact, she used her past to motivate her to achieve her goals. And with Talim Vaharel, being a clan exile, his self-worth is rather low and throws himself at the Grey Warden’s cause with little regard for his own life. He honestly believes he’s not as great as everyone else thinks he is.

Most flirtatious VS Most modestThelrand Lavellan VS Aranehn Vaheral

*SLAMS FIST* Thelrand is by far the most flirty character I have ever made and @lavellanlove and I affectionately call him our slut child. He has ships with like a dozen characters, canon and oc alike because he doesn’t know when to fucking chill. Like I love him, but he is exhausting sometimes. And sweet baby Aranehn is sex-negative asexual and has no desire to be seen as a sexual object from anyone. Even touching her platonically is a privilege.

[lavellanlove]

I'd love to see you pick out a quote for Talim ❤

Talim x Avira:

“Whatever happens tomorrow, we had today; and I’ll always remember it.”-David Nicholls, One Day

(re: Oc Quotes)

[saphylee]

❤ Talim x Avira (bc satan)

fhgsda;jfh s;daogvsda;ofugadh;jfhd 

Talim Vaharel x Avira Vedaris

Affectionate; Holding hands | Cheek kisses | Hugs from behind | Cuddling | Hand kiss | PDA | Spooning | Shared baths | Whispers | Affectionate texts | Caressing | Stroke hair | No displays of affection

Sex; Shower sex | Wall sex | Neck bites | Oral | Morning sex | Drunk sex | Public sex | Backseat of car | BDSM | No sex

Dates;Picnic | Cinema | Restaurant | Sports game | Hike | Coffee | Museum | Club | Bar | Beach | No dates

Would my character…Marry them? Yes | No Have sex on the first date? Yes | NoConfess their attraction first? Yes | No Have children/adopt? Yes | No Die for your character? Yes | No Cheat on your character? Yes | No Lie to them? Yes | No Cuddle after sex? Yes | No

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Ship-A-Thon

I was tagged by @thereluctantinquisitor, @saphyremelodies, and @empresstress13​ (which makes sense, given the ships lol) I am so late to this party that idk who to tag im SORRY. Please tag yourself for me if u wanna and I’ll be grateful <3 

1. First ship you ever wrote fic for: Solavellan. My feelings about how DAI resolved were what drew me to this hellsite. It took a while for me to actually start writing outright, but I’m assuming it would have been content for them. (Don’t know that I’d consider any of it ship fic, though.)

2. Ship you write the most now: Mostly OC x OC ships atm, since those characters can grow dynamically, I have a collaborator, and they aren’t so played out. Hanavira (Avira x @thereluctantinquisitor​’s Hanin Lavellan) To summarize the novels worth of content, they’re distant clanmates who came together to solve the unjust massacre of their clan with Armor and Secrets and Ducklings (ie. the Dawn Squad). Despite their very different approaches, they clear up old misunderstandings, find their ideals and worldviews are much the same, and learn that when they manage to open up to one another, their complementary strengths have the capacity to make each other better.

Thelvira (Avira x @saphyremelodies​ Thelrand Lavellan) He was one of the first people to the scene when she was found near death on the outskirts of clan territory. She was one of the few people who could go toe-to-toe with him in an argument and come out unscathed. And though he may have been cocky and controlling at times, he was always there to get Avira out of whatever trouble she got herself (and Sylathi) into. Perhaps more than anyone, he knew Avira for her true self, before the Inquisition shaped her into what she is, and she was able to cut through the charisma and affirm his inherent worth, expectations be damned. Even though he ultimately chose to end things, that emotional mooring only grew more precious to her as time passed.

3. Ship you read the most now: I don’t know! I haven’t been reading much lately, so it’s pretty much just whatever my mutuals are posting at the moment.

4. Newest ship: Malrus!!! (Maleus x @thereluctantinquisitor​‘s Cyrus). Worst ship name ever, but it stuck because we reap what we sow. They had this bonding moment in a recent bit of RP, and I came away feeling like they would both be good for each other, given how surprisingly deeply they were able to connect over their pasts and reassure each other. Excited to see where this goes/if it goes.

5. Rare ship you wanna read more of:

@lechatrouge673​‘s Thea (nee Trevelyan) x Loghain Mac Tir. I’ll admit, I was never even a Loghain fan until I read her work.

@szajnie has SUCH an interesting dynamic for her Warden, Elspeth Cousland x Hawke. I’m here for it.

@idrelle-miocovani‘s Rhea Tabris x Daveth. Didn’t know I needed this. AND YET (my god i need to have a marathon and catch up on this bc I still think abt it all the time!)

6. Your taboo ship: I don’t think I ship anything taboo? How boring am I. I have plenty of ships that don’t do it for me, but that’s not quite the same.

7. They never met in canon ship:   Talira: (Avira Vedaris x @saphyremelodies​‘ Talim Vaharel) If she gets blighted leaving Amaranthine and has to undergo the Joining, she eventually meets Talim when she goes for training in Orlais and catches Feelings. Talim overcomes his fear of opening himself up to love again (after being exiled away from his bondmate and family), even knowing the Calling will rip it all away again. Avira lives out her remaining years honoring his memory and preventing the wardens who follow from ever having to die alone or forgotten in the Deep Roads.

8.Your unexpected ship:

Thelvira: @saphyremelodies​, we didn’t even set out for these two, REMEMBER!? He was a CAMEO. Alas, if there can be UST over prepping a ram for a feast, there can be UST anywhere, and so it was that we learned Thel was bi and Avi was into him.

Malrus: @thereluctantinquisitor​ these two snuck up on me and I am so far 1000% here for it.

Katsuma: @leothelionsaysgrrrr I was absolutely shocked that I hadn’t considered them before, but I think they just WORK. Freaking dorks, concerning Lux and Avi with their utter comfort discussing the morbid physics of death and combat. It’s perfect. I love that they can be unapologetically themselves around one another.

9. The ship you always forget to give love to: Tasami: (@saphyremelodies​’ Tamralan x Astaramai) I was sitting here trying to think of reasons, but there are no good ones. They have a mature, understated dynamic that is a breath of fresh air. Lots can go unsaid, which I love. There are plenty of challenges ahead of them, and they don’t always get a happy ending, but it’s good while it’s good.

10. Ship your OC with a canon character (if applicable): Solas x Avira: IdealistsTM Dorian x Katsuro: NerdsTM Josephine x Maleus: RomanticsTM Leliana x Astaramai: DevoutTM

11. Ship you’re embarrassed to ship: Solavellan. The characters themselves, as they are in game, have great narrative potential, but fandom has wandered so far off into ooc fanon over the years that the ship I see on my dash is one I barely recognize (and often makes me cringe).

12. Your most romantic ship: Malathi, Malephine, Malrus, Watermalon (Maleus x @thereluctantinquisitor‘s Ralon) ...Anything involving Maleus, tbph. He is the High Romance guy.

13. Your sexiest ship: Thelvira, hands down. (Avira x @saphyremelodies​ Thelrand Lavellan). Or if we’re being REAL sexy, Thelavuro (Thelrand x Katsuro x Avi, even though it only exists in AUs of AUs lol). Basically anything with Thelrand becomes sexy because he MAKES it so.

14. Your most tragic ship: Solavira. In different circumstances, they could have been happy together. And they were, for a time. But the lies and secrets couldn’t hold, and despite obvious mutual affection and regret, trust eroded and it had to end. Now, though their conflicting duties have driven them further apart, their once intimate knowledge of one another have forged them very reluctant, dangerous enemies.

15. A ship you want more content for:

Charter x Tessa Forsythia. Mostly because I love Charter with my entire heart and soul and Tessa is a precious bean and deserves happiness too.

Also need more Marius x Calpernia. For reasons. But I think I’d have to write it for that to happen.

I need to write more Gael Hawke, Elyon Andras, and Luca Tabris to figure out their ships (if they have any). I also need to write Lynmyath with her bondmate when they were younger, since they were SUPER in love.

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"Please look at me," for Talira

Calling me Home

Warden!AU: Talim Vaharel & Avira VedarisWords: 1204

Talim thinks he’s doing them both a favor when he leaves for his Calling without telling her. 

“Please look at me.” Avira’s tone was softer than a whisper and more commanding than a shout. But what her voice couldn’t prepare him for was the pain in her eyes. The look of utter betrayal. That unique level of hurt only love could achieve. He supposed he owed it to her to oblige.

“I told you that I would be with you for all the days we had left. That I wanted to be with you until the end. But you left in the night without saying goodbye.”

He opened his mouth to make sure she saw the…

“And a letter doesn’t count,” she preempted.

So she had seen it. The letter in which he tried to explain why he had to go, that the Calling was still there after the false one had faded for all the others; that he knew she would insist on joining him but he could not deprive her of all the years she had left ahead.Clearly it hadn’t been enough.

“If you wanted to be here alone, Talim, you would have told me to my face and convinced me not to follow. You would have had me apprehended by the other Wardens until you had a chance to seal the pathway behind you. You had to know know with anything short of that, I’d come for you.”

His eyes were watery at the slight tremor of her voice, her presence pushing back that incessant melody far enough that he could notice. He cupped her cheeks and shook his head. “None of this has been fair to you. It’s why I always kept my distance.And though I can’t deny how good it is to see your face, it kills me to know how much your misplaced love is costing you. How many years.”

Avira pressed her forehead to his. “That is my choice to make. I made it the day I allowed myself to fall for you. You could give me the choice of the time we’ve had or the time I had left and I’d choose this a thousand times.”

He couldn’t help but kiss her, then: one of disbelief and affection and sorrow. The scent and warmth and vitality of her was almost too much to bear, and he was crying by the time they parted. “You deserve better than to die in a place like this.”

But he wasn’t alone in his tears. She sniffled through a smile. “I deserve to die in the arms of the one I love, or to have the honor of doing the same for him. Don’t you dare try to deprive me that, because you deserve it too.”

He hugged her tight, taking that vitality as a promise, as something he could fight to protect. “I love you so much, more than I thought would ever be possible for me to feel again. And even though it breaks my heart, I love you even more for being willing to be here. Just, promise me one thing: you live on for as long as you can. Make sure the world doesn’t forget you or what you do here before you go.”

She nodded, wiping her eyes before kissing him gently to seal her promise. “Yes. I think I can do that. For you.”

With his bow and her staff, they head into the darkness side by side, their only certainty that whatever lied ahead, they would be at one another’s side.

Days turned into weeks, Avira’s healing and Talim’s heightened senses making them a lethal combination. They counted their kills, recounting the stories upon stone slabs they left to mark their progress. After all, they never knew which night would be their last.

Though their love only grew stronger, Talim’s constitution grew weaker, the song clawing away at his mind. There was only so much Avira’s healing could do, but what helped most was simply taking his hand in hers. When she caught him wandering off into the night, she resolved to only sleep when he was awake, sitting vigilant over him while he slumbered, holding the darkness at bay a bit longer.

They didn’t even need words to know when it was time. It wasn’t the clumps of white hair he left behind in his bedroll or gauntness of his frame or even the glassiness in his eyes, but that he’d been swept up in the song in the middle of a battle, called to join the darkspawn in their fight. He felt their will more strongly than his own, turned, and drew his bow, only realizing what he was about to do with his arrow trained on Avira’s heart. 

She sat with him, stroking his head, recording his final thoughts as she cried, kissing his brow then helping him prop his head up to drink a chalice of wine laced with Quiet Death.

Just as she promised, she lived on, weeks turning to months. She learned primal magic from the stone, shifting the caverns of the Deep Roads to entrap and crush darkspawn, gradually pushing them back further and further. She greeted each new warden she came across, recording their stories, fighting by their side and honoring their final wishes.

Word soon spread of the Guide, the Warden living in the deep roads, and Wardens started sending in supplies and words of encouragement for her. In exchange, she shared the stories from within the Deep Roads in the form of letters, small things they could send back to their loved ones for some closure and comfort. 

Months turned into years, and Avira had more documented Darkspawn kills than anyone save perhaps the Legion of the Dead. But more than that, she had become a beacon of hope, someone to make that final sacrifice more peaceful. 

But she herself was growing tired, her own calling beginning to tug at her. After all, she’d been a Warden since she was twelve. She didn’t know how much longer she would be able to go on, but she was determined to try.

It was getting hard to look at the light, but she made her way to the cave’s mouth to welcome the next Warden. She blinked back her surprise and horror when she realized how young she was, definitely not old enough to be hearing her Calling. “No,” Avira insisted. “You shouldn’t be here.”

She took Avira’s hand. “Let me be your guide, now. Show me the paths you take, the stories you’ve written, and let me carry them on for you.”

She mentored the younger mage for four more weeks before they decided it was her time to go. The last thing Avira had to show her was a statue she’d spent years carving: herself and Talim in their Warden regalia, him with his bow; her with her staff. It was lit with Veilfire, so she might always guide the way. 

She was teary eyed looking at it. The girl asked her what was wrong. She shook her head. “I can’t wait to see him again,” she smiled. She gave the girl her staff, leaned against the statue, and drank the vial of poison she’d been saving for twelve years.

And just like she promised, she died at his side.

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OC Facts Meme

I was tagged by both @thereluctantinquisitor​ and @leothelionsaysgrrrr​. I’ll go with Thelrand because Thelrand. ;) I’m tagging whoever wants to do this <3

B A S I C S :

Full Name: Thelrand Vaharel Lavellan (Vaharel is the clan he was born in)

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Bisexual

Pronouns: He/him

O T H E R :

Family: Rajmahel (father), Titheria (mother), Aranehn (sister), Talim (maternal uncle), Myriani and Nanin (cousins, Talim’s children)

Birthplace: Orlais, Dales

Job(s): Warrior, a captain of the Inquisition army

Phobias: heights, deep water

Guilty Pleasures: Hair styling. He loves to braid and pin up his long hair and sometimes adorn it with beads If he can find anyone willing, he will style their hair as well. He also loves to cook to destress.

Hobbies: Training, cooking, hunting, learning new skills, reading

M O R A L S:

Moral alignment: neutral good

Sins: lust / greed / envy / gluttony / pride / wrath / sloth

Virtues: charity / chastity / diligence / humility / justice / kindness / patience

T H I S - O R - T H A T :

introvert / extrovert

organized / disorganized

close-minded / open-minded

calm / anxious / restless

disagreeable / agreeable / in-between

patient / impatient

outspoken / reserved

leader / follower / flexible

empathetic / unempathetic

optimistic / pessimistic / realistic

traditional / modern / in-between

hard-working / lazy

R E L A T I O N S H I P S :

OTP: Thelrand x Avira (Thelvira) (@lavellanlove) 

Acceptable ships: Canon characters: Dorian (Thelrian), The Iron Bull (ThelBull). There are short term/crack ships: Silver (@leothelionsaysgrrrr), Islanil (@lavellanlove), Eruanna (@dahliadrawthings). Honestly, if there is a connection, it’s an acceptable ship. He’s kind of a slut like that.

OT3: Thelrand X Avira X Katsuro (Thelavuro) (@lavellanlove)

BROTP: Barris (in modern AU), Dorian 

NOTP: Sylathi Lavellan (sees her like a sister).. Other than that, not really. Even if there is no romantic connection, he’s not terribly picky about who to have flings with.

[saphylee]

"I love you" prompt for Talira: the first time Talim tells Avi (possibly 11, 26, 29, 31, 32)

I went with “In awe, the first time you realized,” though not in those exact words.

“You wanted to see me, sir?”

Talim looked up from the latest report in his hand and leaned back in his chair. He couldn’t hide his smug self-satisfied smile at the formality. And neither could the woman standing before him, though Avira was more successful, only a slight curl around her lips. A private inside joke that only they shared even though she was ranked higher than him… Though more often in bed than not.

“Yes, Constable.” He dropped the report on his desk and stood up to circle around her as he spoke, hands clasped behind his back. “You’ve been with us for over a year now to undergo through more rigorous training than what Fereldan can offer.” He paused momentarily behind her, allowing himself the liberty to give her a once over.

Avira lifted her chin, surely feeling his eyes on her. “I wasn’t expecting an inspection, sir. I feel overdressed.”

That solicited a laugh and she soon joined in, relaxing her posture. Talim faced her again and cupped her cheeks to kiss her before she had time to recover. “I can schedule one for later, if you’d like?”

“Abusing your power for me. How naughty.” She winked, pulling his hands down and held them in her own. “Is there something you really need from me, though?”

“Ah, right, yes.” He moved to lean back against his desk. “No, I just wanted to say that you’ve made a lot of progress since you’ve been here, not to say you weren’t formidable to begin with, of course. You are a force to be reckoned with, and you should be very proud of that. I’ve been a Warden for more than twenty years, fought the darkspawn with more men than I can remember, but I’ve never met someone who was so adaptable, so cunning, so willing to finish the job no matter the stakes.”

Her smile made his heart flutter. “What are you saying?”

“I am saying you have the makings of a Warden-Commander. Even higher, if that’s what you wish.” He reached out for her and pulled her into his arms. “You are more than capable of leading and I would follow you without question.”

“That’s a bold declaration for someone who doesn’t hold the title of Warden-Commander.”

He chuckled. “Yes, but Clarel only holds the title because she’s ancient for a Warden.”

“So are you.”

“Hah! Then I take back everything I said. You’re an awful warden, and you need to stay here for the rest of your life to train. I’ll send the letter at once to Elyon!”

Her eyes trained on his, a soft green that brightened up the dreary cloudy day. Her fingertips ghosted over the scars on his face, slow and reverent. “Is that a way of saying you don’t want me to leave?”

“Maybe,” he whispered.

“Hmm,” was her only response as she pressed her lips against his. “Moving up in rank is why I’m here to begin with.”

His mouth moved to her jaw and neck, peppering her skin with kisses. “I could convince you to stay.”

“Hmm, really? How so?”

“With more inspections.”

She snorted and pushed his face away. “What every woman wants to hear, I’m sure!”

He pushed himself off the desk and settled his hands on her waist. “Then how about this?” He kissed, soft and slow, savoring the feel and taste of her plump lips, the way she flicked her tongue when she wanted more, deeper, harder. He pulled her hips flush against his, soliciting a pleased gasp from her.

Breathless, he pulled back first, and rested his forehead against hers. “I love you,” he confessed, feeling a huge weight lift of his heart he didn’t know he had. He pulled back to beam at her as he cupped her face. “I love you! Isn’t that a miracle, for a Warden to love another?”

“I don’t think so, for that would imply that it’s impossible.” Her smiled widened. “And it’s not, you foolish man, for I love you, too.”