#leliana x the inquisitor

[alltears]

dragon age twitter au? dragon age twitter au. ORIGINS + VEILGUARD!!! HAPPY MORRIGAN RETURN HAPPY RELEASE DATE HAPPY PREORDER!!!!

[art-bloob]

Been playing origins and inquisition concurrently lmao

[cairaleighexe]

🗡️ who in the court can be trusted? 👁️

[whispering-depths]

the Inquisition gang takes Halamshiral || DA:I

spent many, many hours drawing each and every one of the DA:I companions and advisors and ~reimagining~ their formal wear during Wicked Eyes and Wicked Hearts. everyone is having a good time and being silly (yes, Sera is trying to put a lizard in Solas's pocket)

my favorite part of this piece is the big improvement I've made on facial anatomy and posing! I used the Magic Poser app to create 3D models for reference.

I love tipsy Solas and my Lavellan of course, but I think Josie, Cass, and Dorian are some of my favorites in this. and I was pretty proud of how Bull turned out—he was tough to draw!

[aldruiel-scribbles]

Reblog for a bigger sample size

[nandivina]

Pose for the pic

(5 seconds later)

There's always that one couple, isn't there?

(separate drawings under cut)

[animezinglife]

Headcanon

Once everything's said and done and the Inquisitor and Cullen finally have some time to settle, their friends get them late wedding/housewarming gifts.

One is particularly amusing: a box from Leliana labeled, "Kindling."

Cullen is not allowed to use it as such until his wife has read every single one of the ridiculous Orlesian marriage inquiries/proposals it contains. On occasion, she finds a particularly good or forward one and reads it aloud, leaving him flustered and grumbling.

[b-e-e-h-o-p]

Sometimes I’ll see the debate on if solas and inky were trying to keep their relationship secret or not but personally? I think it’s funny to imagine that they were trying to but they were just SO BAD AT IT that everyone almost immediately knew and never said anything aside from the occasional teasing.

[thecrownedmage]

THE GRAND MASQUERADE

[iridescentmemoria]

A ( Dragon age ) tik tok edit i made, featuring Brenna, my inquisitor. Kudos to the maker of the original tik tok compilation.

Dorian the SlayBabe 💅🏼

[herald-divine-hell]

It saddens me (as you all well know) the fact that Leliana is unromancable in Inquisition. Like, the elven women in Val Royeaux who gives us the flowers for Cassandra could have easily have given the Inquisitor some flowers - especially requested Andraste's Graces - for Leliana.

[lavellanhell]

So obviously the goal is to establish the Inquisition to serve as an organization that will bring peace to the people and solve all threats. At least that's what they said they read from Justinian's writings.

Leliana went to send a message to the mages and templars. At least one must join in order for us to have enough power to close the breach.

Whether the crows flew in with the message safely or not…

... no reply reached Heaven. Not from either of them.

And so Josephine decided that it was necessary to officially announce the creation of the Inquisition and its interests. Cullen was so upset that even though he's normally a neat freak, he nailed the plaque to the door crookedly.

I don't really understand human politics, but it was clear that a lot of people didn't like the Inquisition. And especially to those who were among the dignitaries of the Chantry. Cassandra knew that the action would soon provoke a reaction, so she began gathering the Inquisition army. For now, it was made up of volunteers, survivors and refugees.

Commander Cullen threw out contacts among his Templar friends who would be willing to join our cause. And indeed some came. Commander did a great job training the soldiers.

Leliana also soon developed a network of spies from her contacts. And Josephine was also active - she actively sought out persons among the nobles and other influential personalities who could contribute some material gift or at least a good word in certain circles.

Even though the numbers weren't high yet, soon Haven was too small for us. In addition to soldiers, merchants and volunteers, crowds of refugees began to flow here, seeking comfort and pinning their hopes on us. To the Inquisition.

[athirstygoblin]

Wasn't tagged by anyone I just really wanted to do the picrew.

Mara Tabris/Leliana (Dragon Age Origins)

Asher Hawke: Merrill (Dragon Age 2)

Valona Lavellan/Thom "Blackwall" Rainier (Dragon Age Inquisition)

Nolee/Halsin (Baldur's Gate 3)

And if you see this consider yourself tagged.

[thechildofbhaalhasawoken]

Well-tailored fit

When it comes to a big story like Dragon Age: Inquisition, I often think about what's happening between the scenes. The game has not depicted toilets or eating food or drying your socks after trudging at the swamps. The game also does not implicitly show where the Herald's cool new clothes in Haven come from, or where all their stuff is. Surely they had at least a bag full of spare clothes and something like that when they travelled to the Conclave, right?

So here's a fun little piece to deal with the Herald's outfit, show a little of what my dear Lavellan looks like, and what Cullen thinks of her looks. (Spoiler: he embarrasses himself and thinks she's hot.)

Please read the fic under the cut! Rating G. Words: 1 264

Characters: Ellana Lavellan, Cullen, Leliana and Josephine.

Ellana Lavellan, the completely bewildered Dalish Elf suddenly turned Herald of Andraste, found an assortment of clothes in the stone hut she had woken up in and that was apparently hers now. After the explosion at the Conclave she had been unconscious for a long time and taken prisoner. Her meagre belongings were nowhere to be found - most likely her bag had burned with everything else in the Temple of the Sacred Ashes. All she had were the clothes on her back, and she had been wearing them for quite many days already. 

The clothes she found in the hut Josephine had amassed from various sources. They were worn and most of them were too big for her. The trousers she held up at her waist with a belt, and she rolled up the trouser legs. The linen shirts were loose and shapeless, but they were warm and comfortable. The armoured coat made her look like a child in their parent’s clothes, but it did the job anyway. 

Josephine had, however, decided that Lavellan needed to look the part of the Herald of Andraste, too. So whenever she was at Haven and not in the Hinterlands to help the refugees at the Crossroads, she was constantly being called to see the seamstress of the village and the armourer of the Inquisition. The seamstress had at first been flabbergasted at having to sew bespoke clothing for an elf, but the armourer didn’t blink twice. Ellana was measured all over and had to endure discussions of style and colour and “respecting her heritage while not estranging the believers” with Josephine. It was quite overwhelming, but she met it all with her usual curiosity. 

After a while she began receiving brand new pieces of clothing. It felt wonderful to wear clothes that fit her properly, and she immediately took the armoured coat made for her. The outer layer of her outfit was all white in colour, despite its obvious impracticality. She agreed with Josephine that white was clearly a colour the Andrastians would associate with their saint, so the Herald of Andraste would play into that.

Ellana’s new wardrobe consisted of dark grey trousers that hugged her hips quite low with a utility belt, and a grey linen top that bared her midriff. She received two kinds: a halter neck wrap top that bared her shoulders and arms too, and a long-sleeved top with a high neck. The tops were pretty close to the ones she had worn back with her clan, and made her feel more at home. The last piece she received was a fur-lined vest, apparently meant to keep her warm while in Haven rather than out in the field. 

Ellana looked at herself in the mirror, wearing her new clothes. The trousers paired well with her old leather boots, and the long sleeved top was a snug fit - it allowed her to move freely but kept her ladybits in place well enough. She ran her hands on her bare stomach. She had a piercing on her belly button - a delicate silver ring with a small jewel. It looked good with the grey set of clothes, she decided, feeling quite pleased with the image in the mirror.

Ellana did her long golden hair in an intricate, thick braid that she drew over her shoulder. Finally she grabbed the fur vest on her arm rather than putting it on since the afternoon was quite warm, and left for the Chantry. She knew the others were expecting her to join them to discuss what options they had going forward.

“We need more men, and not just any soldiers, but Templars. Their abilities and numbers are our best option in containing this situation,” Cullen was saying in a very firm, argumentative tone just as the Herald entered the War Room. 

All three advisors glanced at Lavellan and greeted her with a quick nod, but Cullen did double take. He couldn’t stop himself from looking at her from head to toes before his eyes were drawn to the jewel adorning the hard curve of her abdomen. Lavellan looked like a different person - not a young girl drowning in too big hand-me-down clothes but a surprisingly powerful, physically toned woman. What a difference well-tailored clothes made. That the clothes happened to also be quite flattering to an athletic feminine form was an added bonus. 

“Mistress Lavellan,” Josephine greeted her and was visibly pleased seeing her wear her new clothes. “You look wonderful. I see the new clothes are a great fit.”

“Thank you, Josephine. I feel right at home in my new gear,” the elf said graciously, taking her place by the table. “Please, continue.”

“Thank you. I was going to say that we need to explore all our options to make sure we have not overlooked anything,” Josephine reminded Cullen, and made him tear his eyes off of the Herald’s midriff. 

“Be it as it may, we still need to navel - travel to Orlais and speak with the navel - nave - knight captain,” Cullen stuttered, getting more and more frustrated the further he went, turning redder and redder in the face. 

“Speak with who now?” Leliana smirked at the Commander.

Cullen tried again, a little too quickly for his own good. “We need to make contact with the nave- Templars to gain their nav… Andraste’s mercy,” he finally mumbled, completely frustrated with himself, turning his eyes at the ceiling and swatting a roll of papers in his hand against the table.

Leliana and Josephine both looked from the Commander to the Herald and back, then shared knowing glances together.

“Something distracting you, Commander?” Leliana asked with a smug face.

“No. Not at all. Perhaps you could suggest an alternative plan just so I can shut up for a moment, ” Cullen replied dryly and pointedly did not look in Lavellan’s direction.

Lavellan stood on the other side of the war table with her eyes as big as dinner plates.

“Perhaps I should…” she said slowly and took a step back, but Cullen leaned both of his hands on the table, sighed heavily and finally looked up at her. Neither his gaze nor words faltered this time. 

“I’m so sorry, Herald. Let’s just say Josephine has outdone herself with your new wardrobe. Combined with your natural,” Cullen made himself avoid the word beauty but went with another observation, “talent with people, you are certain to gain the hearts of the people out there. The Inquisition is lucky to have you.”

“You might gain the hearts of some people around here as well,” Leliana quipped. Josephine kicked her foot under the table and both Cullen and Ellana both shot the Spymaster pointed looks. 

“Alright, can we get back to the topic at hand?” Cullen said gruffly and pushed himself off the table to stand up straight.

The rest of the meeting went without anyone embarrassing themselves any further. Once it was over, Ellana was the first to leave and Cullen couldn’t help but look after her.

“The Herald has quite the figure, doesn’t she,” Josephine mused. 

Cullen snapped his attention back to the room and promptly gathered his notes from the table. “The Herald’s looks hardly matter. The fact that she’s an impressive looking woman bolsters her charisma, sure, but what really matters is that she can close the rifts.”

“Impressive, is she? Well I believe she did say she has family back with the clan,” Leliana said thoughtfully. “But I think she referred to parents and siblings. No husband or children.”

“I’ll be at the barracks,” Cullen grunted and left, ignoring the women’s teasing completely.

[homiest88]

Want to share my canon Dragon Age Romances.

DAO: Female Mahariel x Leliana

DA2: Male Mage Hawke x Merrill

DAI: Male Mage Lavellan x Cassandra

[dragonknightofsummerset]

War table banter after starting the romance with Cullen