#who is warden commander then……. fuckin oghren????

[the-dragon-folk]

Just remembered that if my Inquisition plot goes according to plan then Killian’s actually been missing and presumed dead for 10 years by the time of the rat pack omg

[jots this down jots this down]

[iimmcrtalis-archive]

real talk tho 

suledin/rosal’nan probably look at blackwall before the truth comes out like a brother in arms type deal. Definitely enjoys being around another warden and shit and then like 

truth comes out and she’s just 

“mmm. mm. hm. Yer stilla big ol’ bear of a man. Swing a sword bash wit’ a shield righ. yer fine by me.” 

also probably fine with being warden buds w/ him legit if that’s the outcome tho ok like omg. u dont understand

ppl: wardens are serious business sul/rosa: MAN LOOK AT U HELL YE. BFF RIGHT HERE.

like ur dead anyways might as well make the most of it, ya know. 

[jewish-gay-elves]

While Waiting

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Daolin has bad coping mechanisms

Words: 480, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 3 of the Daolin Tabris: The Family You Don't Choose 

Fandoms: Dragon Age: Origins, Dragon Age (Video Games) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Daolin Tabris, Male Tabris, Male Warden, Anders (Dragon Age), Nathaniel Howe, Oghren (Dragon Age), Zevran Arainai Relationships: mentioned, Zevran Arainai/Daolin Tabris, Zevran Arainai/Male Warden, Zevran Arainai/Male Tabris Additional Tags: written around the prompt 'drunk', so just a good ol drabble

Daolin Anders Nathaniel Oghren

“Aren’t I the one in charge here? You can’t tell me to go to bed like I’m some whelp back in the alienage,”

“C’mon, Warden-Commander, time for bed,”

“M’fine Anders! Don’t tell me what to do, stop coming towards me. Nathaniel tell him to stand down. Hey! Don’t take a defenseless man’s drink! What kind of monster are you?!”

“I’m not going to take his place. You’ve had too much. Now unless you want to spend all night hunched over, go to bed-”

“GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME SHEM!”

“Ow! Andraste what the fuck! Forget this, I’m too squishy, I’m going to go get Oghren. Or maybe Justice. Nathaniel, have fun tying him down to the table or something till I get back,”

“Just try it again, fuckin dare ya,”

“Maker’s sake Warden-Commander, you don’t need to keep drinking yourself in a hole like this. Ser Zevran will come back, as he promised you remember?”

“Yeah?! Then where the fuck is he? Hmmm, Nathaniel?!”

“It is as he said, there are many, many Crows in Antiva, it’s going to take time to clear them all out,”

“No, he’s probably fucking dead, all because he won’t let me come with him, and because I’m stuck here,”

“You could stand to show a little more faith in the man you supposedly love,”

“The first time I met Zevran, I had Alistair bash his nose in,”

“That doesn’t mean he hasn’t improved since, besides, he knows these Crows, having been trained by them and such I’m sure,”

“That also doesn’t mean he’s not dead! I can’t keep waiting around like this, I need to go to him,”

“Well then, boo fucking whoo huh? Like you’re the only one who doesn’t get to see their lovely all the time. You’ve got five fine fingers, now be patient and wait for him to get back ya prissy shit,”

“You’re an asshole Oghren,”

“And you’re going to forget this in the morning. Now go to bed, and tomorrow we can write a sad and sappy letter. Maybe I can even start teachin ya to hold your drinks better,”

“I hold my drinks just fine, ya nug-jerker,”

“Thank you for getting him Anders, I wasn’t sure how much longer I could keep him from running off to the docks and the fastest ship to Antiva,”

“Well, we can’t just let him run off on us like that now can we? Even if he gave me a nasty punch, if I’m stuck here then so is he. End of story. Now, I should probably figure out where his room key is so he can’t sneak out during the night,”

“You know he could probably pick his way through the lock on his own door if he really wanted,”

“Well then you should come with me Ser Sneak, and ensure the lock is drunken Warden-Commander proofed,”

“If I must,”