#teenage inquisitor

[midmorninggrey]

Banters between Dorian Pavus and Celeste Trevelyan, the Herald of Andraste.

Celeste: Uh. Dorian. How do you sleep at night?

Dorian: Rather poorly, if you must know. The thing they've put on my bed and called a mattress is stuffed with actual horsehair.

Celeste: No. I mean, like, after what we saw.

Dorian: Oh. That.

Dorian: That I drown in copious amounts of drink. I'm afraid I can't recommend it to someone of your delicate age.

Celeste: I don’t like the taste anyway.

Dorian: Herald, after you summon up your charming friends, have you ever considered putting a damper on your mana surge?

Celeste: No.

Dorian: I thought as much. Your ricochet is easy enough for me to counter, obviously, but it does become tedious to untangle our spells after every volley.

Celeste: Um. You could stand farther away.

Dorian: Ah. Brilliant solution.

Celeste: My mom died fighting Darkspawn.

Dorian: Yes, I’d heard that. I’m very sorry.

Celeste: I mean, I’m really sorry about Felix. I liked him.

Dorian: Thank you. I liked him too.

Celeste: Um. Dorian. I have a question – about magic.

Dorian: Lucky for you, here I am.

Celeste: Okay.

Dorian: What was your question?

Celeste: I was, like, thinking about the Anaxas Formula, and, like, the time thing, and I was wondering if a temporal rift could be used as kind of, like, a condenser for necrotic energy. Like, taking into account spiritual drift. And, uh, do you think that could be contained with a modified barrier?

Dorian: The Anaxas Formula? Don’t tell me you’ve been basing your spells off of that old gem.

Celeste: It works.

Dorian: Yes, I suppose, if your goal is to perform Nevarran parlor tricks.

Dorian: Remind me to show you a diagram of the Vadis theory when we return to Skyhold. It’s far more comprehensive.

[bishicat]

a couple's stroll... 7 years later 😳

[dragonpyre]

Inquisitor!Cal for @wrencatte's fic series he ain't heavy....

Commission info / ko-fi

[lelianasbong]

okay in order to avoid getting seduced by sera or josephine, i'm going to have to play this inquisitor as the straightest straight woman who's ever straighted. if she is even a little bit bicurious i will immediately succumb. she LOVES the men and only the men. she's not thinking about the alluring swell of sera's hips or her soft inviting pillowy lips or the way her voice drops when she says honey tongue. unlike me

[jessicas-pi]

sorry y'all, it's taking me so so long to finish the TRAU fic, here have a snippet of it while you wait

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First Sister was the right hand of Lord Vader himself and had more influence than even the Grand Inquisitor, and yet here she was, hurling herself around the struts of a skyscraper-in-construction, trying to catch a teenager who had suddenly regressed to the immaturity of a five-year-old.

This was embarrassing.

The wind whistled fiercely up here, biting through even the insulated uniform she wore and giving her goosebumps as she followed Youngest Brother out onto the thin strut. She spread her arms out for balance as an especially hard gust of wind made the entire structure creak and twist.

Steadying herself, First Sister hollered, “I’m not kidding, Youngest Brother! Get back here right now!”

“Come and get me,” he taunted, sauntering backwards ahead of her, as if he wasn’t balancing on a strip of durasteel two inches wide with a hundred foot drop beneath him.

“You had better believe I will!”

“No, you won’t!” He reached the other end of the strut, alighting on the thicker beam, and crossed his arms stubbornly. “And I won’t be attending that preposterous ball!”

First Sister calculated the distance between the far strut and her position. Youngest Brother’s presence was bursting with overconfidence that she couldn’t make the jump.

She made the jump.

With one hand, First Sister snagged the supporting upright beam beside him, to keep her balance, and with the other hand, she grabbed him by the scruff of his coat.

“Yes, you will,” she told him. “And you’re going to stop this ridiculous—HEY!”

Youngest Brother unzipped his coat and dropped out of it, catching himself on the beams a story below with a mocking jeer.

“Tough luck, Sister!”

First Sister wasted no time jumping down after him, but he was already running off down the beam.

Maybe it was time to try another tactic.

“You know, when I was your age, I loved parties!” she coaxed, following him slowly as he began to ascend once more.

“Then you were strange.” Youngest Brother swung from a beam like a gymnast, flipping around to crouch atop it.

Well, fine. She’d just keep chasing him then.

“I refuse to be dressed up like a doll—” He jumped higher, still one pace ahead of First Sister, ascending another level. “I refuse to wear that silly outfit—”

“I guess that’s fair,” First Sister muttered, crouching and then leaping up two levels, swinging herself to balance beside him on the bar and making a grab for his arm. Youngest Brother saw it coming and sprung, sailing through the air over a wide gap in the beams—it seemed this level of the building would have some kind of a large rotunda—and landing with a little wobble on the other side.

“—I refuse to do the ISB’s job for them, and above all, I refuse to go to Leia Organa’s masquerade ball!” he shouted across the gap, raising his voice so she could hear him over the whipping wind that howled even louder at this elevation.

[disastertriowriting]

@clonefandomevents

Here's our fill for the square "lies". :)

Anika Fell with the fall of the Jedi. She may be an Inquisitor now, from reluctance to leave the Empire along with her former master, but that has not lessened her attachment to the clones.

[musewrangler]

Obi Wan heard Owen's rifle fire though he didn’t turn to look.

He kept his full attention on the five individuals before him. He could sense their dark torment, but he could not stay his hand in sympathy at what had caused their turn.

Luke’s life was on the line. Owen and Beru as well. They would be mercilessly slaughtered, and Luke would either be killed with them or he would be taken to a worse fate, just as his father had been.

“Kenobi,” laughed the leader. “We shall be doubly rewarded then when we present your head to His Majesty.”

Obi-Wan watched all the red blades ignite and he held the gaze of the leader.

“Sidious does not give rewards,” he said. “He gives only pain and death.”

“Which we get to deliver,” stated one of the women. The Third Sister, Obi-Wan saw. “You got away last time, Kenobi. And all to guard the spawn of Anakin Skywalker.”

“He is dead,” Obi-Wan said, flicking his own blue blade on. “But yes, I will protect the boy.”

[attractthecrows]

wish games would let you choose an age range. im tired of making a character that's like a 34 year old Dad or a woman in her 50s, and then getting to a cutscene, wherein the game informs me that No, You're Twenty, Actually

[queen-scribbles]

16 from the codex prompts? I

16. something written to your OC by an older member of their family

[a dog-eared and faded note, carried in the pocket of Inquisitor Lavellan robes nearest his heart]

Tighe, ma'esha'lin,

We love you, and your sisters, and I regret that no matter how fierce that love, it can no longer hold off the call of the Beyond. Especially with the burden that will put on you, when you already carry the future of the clan as you follow Keeper Deshanna’s example. Take care of your sisters. We know you will all do great things. Your cleverness, Senna’s strength, Lira’s wisdom. will all serve you well as you grow. Remember we loved you. And we will wait for you in Falon’Din’s care

Plant our trees so the roots go deep, and we will watch over you even from there.

Mamae

DAI Codex asks

[rikki-roses]

Fluffy February Day 15: Craft

SWTOR

Time period: during the 5-year period that Setra is in Carbonite

Location: Dromund Kaas

I've written a fair bit about Setra's art, so here's some fluff for Kevra's knitting!

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Kevra scowled as she spotted the hole four rows back; she was going to have to frog her work to fix it again. She must have made a noise; Nico, now three, dropped his toy and toddled over to Kevra's spot on the couch.

"Mommy, up!"

He barely gave her any time before tugging at her robes, his emerald green eyes looking up hopefully. Kevra sighed; she swore her son had inherited her sister's eyes over her own, despite Andronikos insisting that she and her twin had the same.

"Nico, dove, let me fix this section first, then I'll take a break and we can cuddle, okay? This is for your sweater, remember?"

The toddler completely ignored her as he climbed up her legs and forced himself in between Kevra and her yarn. Once satisfied and secure in his mother's lap, he gave her a wide, toothy grin.

Kevra sighed and set aside her project, patting her son on the head, her fingers trailing through his red curls (another thing he had somehow inherited from his aunt rather than his parents; jealousy and grief fought for a second before she stamped them both out. Nico was far too young to understand the complicated emotions).

"Alright, little dove, you win. Do you want to watch something on the holonet, or do you want me to read one of your books?"

The little boy shook his head (whole body, really) vigorously. "No mommy, yarn!"

A small part of Kevra died inside as he grabbed her current project, tiny hands barely holding it as he mashed the yarn and needles together, threatening to drop the needles and lose his mother's current place. Kevra had to spend several minutes gingerly prying the half-made sweater from her son's hands without doing any damage to either the yarn or the child.

"Nico, dove, careful! This isn't a toy."

The toddler bobbed his head. "I know! Mommy, make!"

Kevra successfully reclaimed her knitting project, hugging her son to distract him.

"What, do you want me to knit and cuddle at the same time? It's going to be boring and uncomfortable for you."

In true toddler fashion, Nico didn't care; he simply giggled and buried his face into his mother's robes.

Kevra sighed again, but adjusted both her son and her knitting project so that she could hold him comfortably as she worked, her arms at a slightly uncomfortable angle. She did want to get the sweater done; the sooner she finished, the longer Nico would be able to wear it before outgrowing it.

By the time she had to stop knitting to get dinner going, Nico had passed out completely; she carried her son back to his room so that he could nap.

He was able to wear the sweater for three months before it became too small for him.

[spookyvalentine]

fifty questions for rook

(no spoilers!)

Round two (spoilers)

veilguard is finally here yall!!!!! and now a set of character building questions for rook, because i wanna know all about them! there will be more question lists as I play the game, but those will be marked with spoilers and under a readmore for the next sixty days

1. How old is Rook?

2. How did Rook get the nickname? What do they think of it?

3. What was Rook’s life before their faction?

4. Which faction did they join, and why? How long has it been?

5. What was life like for Rook before joining the Veilguard?

6. What was the reason that brought Rook to Minrathous?

7. Why does Rook agree to join the Veilguard?

8. What makes Rook a good leader?

9. What is Rook like on the battlefield?

10. Does Rook know their history? Do they know of the HoF, Hawke, the Inquisitor?

11. Does Rook keep up with current events? (How aware of the situation are they at the start of the game?)

12. Does Rook have any family? Do they keep in touch?

13. Did Rook bring any trinkets/sentimental items to The Lighthouse?

14. What does Rook see when they look in the mirror?

15. What’s the first thing people notice when Rook enters a room?

16. Got any tattoos? What’s the story behind them?

17. How’d Rook get those scars?

18. Their fondest childhood memory:

19. What is Rook’s love language? What love languages do they respond best to?

20. What’s it like to see them smile? Their laugh?

21. What does Rook’s voice sound like? One of the voice options available, or do they have a different accent/voicecast?

22. Most embarrassing memory as a teenager:

23. What does Rook wear in the off hours? Do they like dressing up?

24. Does Rook have any nightly rituals before bed?

25. How does Rook like to spend their free time?

26. Rook is in charge of the grocery list. What’s on it?

27. When was the last time they cried?

28. Does Rook have any pets/animal companions?

29. Any vices?

30. What is Rook’s class? Did they choose it?

31. What specialization does Rook pursue? What called them to it?

32. How would a desire demon tempt Rook?

33. What do fear demons look like to Rook?

34. How does Rook begin their day?

35. Ultimate comfort food meal:

36. What would Rook say are their flaws?

37. Does Rook ascribe to a faith?

38. Did Rook have any relationships before Veilguard?

39. What is their room at The Lighthouse like?

40. Describe Rook’s bed:

41. What’s on their nightstand?

42. Something Rook regrets:

43. Is Rook the type to gossip?

44. What is Rook really good at?

45. Who was Rook’s closest friend before joining the Veilguard?

46. What does it take to earn Rook’s trust?

47. What’s Rook’s temper like?

48. A color, flower, animal, and weather to describe Rook:

49. What will always make them laugh?

50. Are they a mystery, or an open book?

+1 What does Rook smell like?

[luckycl0ve]

nah one of you should have stopped me. it's so over

i am dangerously close to creating the least relatable drawings of all time. yes dragon age related

[kitcat22]

Ok i’ve read a few codywan fics of sad desert hermit obi wan going back in time and trying to fix things but what i really wanna read is longish haired teenage obi wan going to the future where all his friends are dead and supposedly he is too.

Obi wan only lasts a few weeks before he ends up imprisoned by inquisitors, because good as he is, obi wan hasn’t a clue whats going on.

The food is rubbish and the torture isn’t great but at least he gets to meet a nice torguta lady during his escape.

Is ahsoka freaked out at having her grandmaster alive and now younger than her? Yes, yes she is but she ends up taking him back to the rebel base where a lot of very surprised people are waiting including one completely devastated commander Cody.

Having Obi wan back would be a dream come true for him normally but there is a difference between adult Obi wan who Cody was completely in love with and teenage Obi Wan who is forced to live with the knowledge that he is the survivor of a genocide.

Cody is almost happy that his Obi Wan is dead because he doesn’t think he could ever have looked him in the eye again.

Obviously nothing can happen between the two of them since Obi wan is like 16 and Cody is physically and mentally like 60 but theres a lot of guilt and regret on Cody’s part and a lot of confused pining on Obi Wan’s.

He has no clue why his romantic interests have changed from passionate blonde teenage girl to a depressed elderly man who tries to avoid him while also maintaining strangely long eye contact and honestly he’s not sure he wants to know.

There is a lot of guilt involved in trying to send Obi Wan back in time. Because they have to do it. Obi Wan Kenobi is an important historical figure and taking him out of the time stream could have disastrous consequences. They hope that he can change the past for the better, knowing what he knows now but there is a chance he won’t remember any of it and they are sending him back in time just for his own battalion to murder him.

Meanwhile Sad Desert Hermit Obi wan is getting really weird vibes from the force.

[jessicas-pi]

this incorrect quote thing is becoming an addiction i think

more teenage rebellion AU!

Sabine: I'm so tired of this life. I want to be a roomba. I want knives taped to me. And I want to be set loose.

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Sabine: I feel like I can be myself around you. Youngest Brother: You’re weird and quiet around me. Sabine: Yes.

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Katka, opening a Space Capri Sun: Guess I'll drink my sorrows away.

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Sabine: Please say words of encouragement to me so I don’t murder someone right now. Leia: You don't get to paint in prison. Sabine: *sighs* Thank you.

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Youngest Brother: Dear Diary. My teenage angst banthacrap has a body count.

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Leia: Do you ever get pre-annoyed? Like you already know someone is going to tick you off? Luke: What? No, I— Youngest Brother: *enters room* Leia: *jaw clenches*

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Luke, about Youngest Sister: I could fix her, but honestly whatever the heck is wrong with her is way funnier. Katka: That's what any god probably thinks about me.

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Youngest Sister: Dracula had it right, sleep all day, live alone in a castle, and explode into bats to get out of all social situations.

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Youngest Sister: So… I’ve seen you’ve been spending a lot of time with that Wren girl recently. Youngest Brother: No, Mara, it's not what it looks like, I swear. Youngest Sister: Oh really? So no reason for me to be jealous? Youngest Brother: No! You’re the only one for me. Youngest Sister: Is that so? Youngest Brother: I promise! She and I are just... together... sort of... okay?! She’s my partner. Youngest Sister: So there are no best-friends-feelings involved? Youngest Brother: You are still my one and only best friend! She’s just the love of my life, nothing more! Youngest Sister: But I’m still the platonic love of your life, right? Youngest Brother: Of course bro! Youngest Sister: Bro... Sabine: What the-

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Sabine: I see the red flags, I acknowledge that they're there, and then I completely ignore them. Leia: *facepalm*

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Youngest Brother: Think you can answer some questions without the usual level of sarcasm? Youngest Sister: If you can ask the questions without the usual level of stupid.

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Katka: If I can't cause tiny bits of chaos every day, I think my body will shut down.

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[at the sleepover in GItN] Leia: Youngest Brother, can I ask you a question? Youngest Brother: Yes? Leia: Why don't you go back to your Depression Fortress and leave us alone?

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Youngest Brother: Unfortunately, due to several experiences in my youth, I cannot just 'walk up and join a circle of people talking', but it does sound lovely, thank you.

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Sabine: Do you ever wonder why you're still single? Katka, eating mayonnaise straight out of the jar with a spoon: Yeah... I mean, I'm perfect! Who wouldn't want to date me? Sabine: I can name a few people...

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Youngest Sister: Are you having another depressive episode? Youngest Brother: A depressive episode? Youngest Brother: I'm having a depressive series and we're just on season one.

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Leia: If looking good was a crime, you’d be a law abiding citizen.

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Katka: What can therapy do for me that screaming in my car for 30 minutes can’t?

[smeraldo-heart]

Do you guys ever realise just how small and young Cal was in Fallen Order?!

This guy, at most 17/18 years old, with the HUGEST puppy eyes, was fighting inquisitors and running from the Empire.

It’s CRAZY.

Like imagine you get beaten by this absolute short stack. Outwitted by this teenage dork.

I wouldn’t show my face ever again!

Props to Vader for keeping up his ego after this tiny man broke into his home, stole his holocron doodad and escaped again. WITH HIS LIFE!! And saving Cere’s! And breaking the glass walls of the Fortress!

You got outclassed by a teenage dork whose best friend is a droid and thinks ponchos are the height of fashion. He doesn’t need to beat you in a fight, he just needs to get away and live to tell the tale and he DID.

MASSIVE.

It does make me sad though because look at him, man. He’s so young. Dude still rubs his eyes like a kid when he’s woken up.

He shouldn’t have had to deal with this but he did and he did so well too.

Sometimes I forget how cheerful and impressionable Cal can be in Fallen Order and then I remember. And then I hate Saw even more.

Anyway I have no idea where I was going with this. He’s small. About 3 pancakes high.

[cullenssweatyballsakk]

Bro I'm still sick of these tired ass redditors and they weak ass arguments against Cullen. They keep regurgitating these same tired talking points about how he's so racist and weird and it's just UGH.

I was literally talking to one on Reddit the other day, I got downvoted after I disproved their shitty argument.

Apparently, to them, having severe PTSD is not an excuse to be, y'know, TRAUMATIZED, and his distrust and hatred of mages was uncalled for and weird. Ok bro

They say that he killed 3 apprentices, which wasn't even confirmed and was only implied before it was later retconned and confirmed to be a rumor. They use this all the time to say he's a bad person and should be 'held accountable'.

One person even said he was racist towards elves, and everyone up voted them as if it was true, lmfao. No where in the series has he ever been shown to be racist towards elves, and atp they just talking out they ass.

And out of all, my least favorite 'talking point' with these people is when they say he's a pervert/rapist. This point is so tired, just not true, and downright WEIRD. they see that Cullen had a crush on Amell/Surana, and they fucking ran with it.

Somehow, having a crush on someone is now creepy. He was literally 19, and teenagers have wack hormones. (I would know, I am one.) He was respectful the entire time, albeit awkward. When you proposition him, he literally runs away.

They got the 'rapist' thing from some writer who gave their two cents about Cullen's character, and how THEY thought he MIGHT act, even though this person has nothing to do with his actual writing.

And to make it worse, these people have a weird obsession with making him 'pay' for his transgressions, as if he already isnt repentive enough, and tbh, he didn't do anything too wild. He was following orders, and from what we saw in DA2, never did anything outrageous.

Someone even said they thought the Inquisitor should have the option to have Cullen executed, which is total BULLSHIT.

Most of these talking points came from someone I was talking to on Reddit, and they were literally a Blackwall romancer. Blackwall. Thom Rainier. The nigga that actually ordered and partook in the murder of an entire family. Kids included.

Then proceeded to run away and hide from his crimes by pretending to be a Grey Warden. If the Inquisitor steps in, there's a chance he literally never gets what's coming to him, and can be let off the hook. 😐.

I swear, some of these people are actually 🧠 💀. These redditors are literally full of shit.

@bibliomoth

@kathartic-kat

@sweetjulieapples

(mentions because of the comments y'all sent earlier)