#the iron bull x reader

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(VIDEO ISN'T MINE BELONGS TO RIGHTFUL OWNER! AND ALSO IK IT KRAMPUS BUT JUST IMAGINE)

When I was playing dragon age inquisition, I romanced The iron bull and it made me think this is what it's like for a human, elf, or a dwarf romancing Iron bulls big self 🤣

Getting slung all around on the bed

Also ik the game is old

[sxrensxngwrites]

The Inner Circle Crushing on Someone from a Different Background -- Part Two

this request comes from anon, who asks: 'Head canons for the main dragon age squard (if you feel up to it of course!!!!) About them crushing on someone from a different background (example: cullen and someone rich)'

I ended up splitting this up because I got carried away... my bad. If you want any of these to be revisited or you want me to go into more detail, feel free to shoot me another ask! The same can be said if you want DA characters from different games.

Part One (Blackwall, Cassandra, Cole) Part Two (Cullen, Dorian, The Iron Bull) Part Three (Josephine, Leliana, Sera)

CULLEN:

Cullen’s family had many mouths to feed, but they never tried to make their kids feel like they were missing out on anything. However, as Cullen got older he began to realize how difficult it was for his parents. This led him to joining the Templars; working in the order was a very consistently paying job that gave him places to sleep, so he could very easily send money back to his family. Even after he leaves the Templars and joins the Inquisition, he finds himself double checking his finances out of habit. The Inquisition is tighter on money and resources in the beginning, so suddenly he’s back to watching every coin that comes into his possession.

Enter the object of his affection: a person who never had to worry about money ever before. They’re likely related to some nobility, whether it be from Ferelden or otherwise. Money had been a given, so they’re very quick to buy drinks for the whole Inner Circle or give out money to the villagers of Haven. Cullen admires their generosity, but it hurts him greatly to watch them treat their money with such irreverence. He wishes it didn’t bother him as much as it does. As Cullen begins to catch feelings, the formalities aren’t what trips up their relationship. In fact, they have little to no meaning after a month or so of knowing each other. 

However, now that they’re a full member of the Inquisition and the strains of the job are becoming more apparent, money is becoming an issue. Their family isn’t exactly pleased that they’ve spent family money on the ragtag Inquisition–it being seen as sacrilege at that point. So, their family cuts them off, forcing them to learn how to spend their resources wisely. As sad as it is for them (and disappointing for the Inquisition to be losing such an important donor), Cullen is somewhat relieved. Now he doesn’t have to watch them throw away their money as if it has no value.

They come together over it actually, Cullen giving sound advice on rationing their money and picking up jobs to help around Haven. Although it frustrated him initially, he finds their eagerness to learn rather endearing. They spend regular time together, Cullen teaching what he’s picked up about finances and them telling stories of their upbringing. They begin to understand one another better, and Cullen is sure that he’s smitten. Eventually–when money and war isn’t the primary focus of either of their lives–they decide to stay together after the Breach has been dealt with and pool their remaining savings together. 

DORIAN:

Growing up as a son of a Tevinter Magister, Dorian had quite a lot of resources at his beck and call. However, he never let that deter his outlook on other people. There might be some disagreements here and there, but Dorian never let it dictate who he kept in his company–especially after he left Tevinter for Ferelden and Orlais.

Most everyone in Dorian’s early life was a mage, so it wasn’t unsurprising to him that he would be attracted to a mage when he ran away further south. However, his new romantic interest was unlike any Tevinter Mage. After the fall of many of the Ferelden circles, it was only natural that they’d be deemed an apostate. They had to travel light, but it wasn’t like they ever had much to their name to begin with. That had been taken away before they even made it to the Circle. 

Dorian, while he doesn’t hide his standing, also doesn’t wave it in his peers’ faces to make them feel less than. His companion, on the other hand, is still afraid of announcing their mage status in the post-circle world of Ferelden. Upon their meeting, however, the two connect over their different relationships with magic. They share anecdotes, stories, and theories, ultimately bonding over a shared academic interest. Dorian sees them as an equal from the beginning.

Everything goes swimmingly until it becomes apparent how much sway Dorian’s family has in Tevinter. Still afraid of being found by any remaining Templars, his crush is cautious of any sort of fame. Even if it includes being involved with the son of a Tevinter Magister. It likely separates the two for a while, but then they each remember what brought them together in the first place: the possibilities of what could be in the future. Abandoning fear, the two rejoin together, seeking new avenues for each of them to progress their spheres of influences.

THE IRON BULL:

The Iron Bull was raised inside the Qun, following it up until it came in the way of him and The Chargers. Even then, it greatly influences how he interacts with others. For Bull, romantic and intimate relationships are a need to be fulfilled rather than a connection between people. 

Most cultures outside of the Qun think the opposite of intimacy: that it’s a special connection between people rather than a need to be fulfilled. Bull has met many people who think this way, but even then most of them are willing for their relationship to be short-lived. However, Bull meets a special someone that he has no intent of romancing: they’re a diplomatic bard in the court of Orlais with a soft spot for the romantic. 

They initially meet when the Bull’s Chargers are stationed in Orlais. Bull’s interest in them is initially surface level–a few interactions that will eventually fizzle out as he moves on to someone else. Little does he know, they’re very incapable of something as mild as a fling. So a friendship begins, Bull being filled in on all the Orlesian gossip by his new friend. A physical relationship might even begin, but Bull’s new “friend” is ever the romantic, and is severely disappointed when it doesn’t turn into a love to last all ages. When the Chargers are called away on business, they part ways. 

They’re reunited once again when Leliana and Josephine call an old friend to the Inquisition–and Bull is met with a broken heart he left back in Orlais. Of course, they’re very aware that the misunderstanding is their fault, but that doesn’t make it hurt any less. Over time, they learn to forgive Bull and see him as a friend. After everything is said and done, I believe Bull reframes the way he’s the world–now having chosen his friends over the Ben-Hassrath. Once he’s had some time to reassess who he really is and who he wants, he might let the romantic have another try.

PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE

[ceo-of-sloppy-men]

Iron bull and Dorian (I’m so sorry I just love them both) seeing their lover get pushed off a cliff into the ocean by an enemy ?

Do they jump in after them? Is lover okay? Do they drown? Hm hm hm

I duck at angst lmao

OH ANGST!

The Iron Bull

there's no delay. He chucks his axe at a nearby enemy and rushes over the cliff after you. He doesn't even kick off his boots, it's straight down into the ocean leaving your other teammates to finish the rest of the enemies

thankfully he can swim

he reaches you as you're drowning, frantically trying to get to the surface as your air runs out

he grabs your face, presses his lips to yours and pushes his own oxygen into your mouth before dragging you to the surface

both of you break it and gasp for air, the blood leaving a trail through the water as you make your way to shore

he sits on the shore with you cradled in his arms, unwilling to move for at least a few minutes

Dorian

he's on the other side of the battlefield when it happens.

The first spell he fires off doesn't work and you plummet so he rushes to the side between people and just barely manages to get an antigravity spell on you so you don't die.

You float down to the beach and Dorian is already rushing down the cliff face to get to you

when he reaches you he's complaining that this is why he doesn't like leaving Skyhold - it's too dangerous!

"don't do that to me, Amatus! I thought I lost you! You stupid, stupid man!" he sobs, holding you tightly as he casts a healing spell

[divine-donna]

inquisition companions react to the inquisitor missing half their arm

because bioware didn’t wanna give it to us, i decided i’d just do it myself. (insert thanos meme) even though i am like years late to the hype.

the game is like 9 years old at this point, but spoilers ahead.

do keep in mind this is my own personal interpretation of each character. it may not be accurate to your own interpretations. (also i know leliana is technically not a companion in inquisition but i included her anyways)

cassandra pentaghast

if cassandra could plunge a knife into the heart of solas, she would. she would not let him get away with betraying you and taking the anchor along with your arm. you had basically fallen into her arms when you emerged from the portal and she had to carry you back to halamshiral. for the days you were unconscious, cassandra was anxious and extra prickly. there were many times where cullen would have to talk her down from her anger. even varric did too.

dorian pavus

the first thing he did was crack a joke. the atmosphere was tense and it just slipped out. “i asked you to come back in one piece, not missing one.” safe to say, the other companions did not approve of his joke. dorian was set to return to tevinter after being notified of his new position as a magister, but he delayed the return to his homeland for you. he sat in your room as you lied unconscious, barely breathing, leg anxious bouncing up and down. when you awoke, you were immediately met with a large and tight hug from him. he knocked the air out of your lungs from that.

blackwall

blackwall admires you. in fact, everyone would go so far as to say he adores you. he thinks of you as strong, capable, almost infallible. you closed rifts, you closed the big green tear in the sky, and you defeated corypheus! what couldn’t you do? all your feats proved to him that you were the strongest leader he could ever know. and yet, you were still mortal. you left the eluvians mortally wounded and exhausted beyond belief, your eyelids so heavy and ready to close so you may drift off into the black void of sleep. blackwall would not let you, not until you were taken away to be cared for. you found him sitting besides you, awake and on guard. your mortality was his reminder that you and him were the same, even if your lives appeared to be completely different. and he understood that the world would need a leader like you and that is dangerous.

iron bull

the bull could feel a stronger kinship with you that day. it appears that the both of you lost something. he betrayed the qun for the inquisition, thus losing a part of himself, his people. you lost a literal part of yourself, something you had to come to terms with after having the anchor for two years. to say iron bull was shaken up would be an understatement. he was getting cassandra to hit him with sticks for days on end while you lied unconscious. he wondered what would’ve happened if he was with you, if maybe...he could’ve stopped solas. but reminiscing never did anyone any good.

cole

as much as he wanted to help you, cole couldn’t. he also understood that you wouldn’t accept his help, no matter how much he insisted. so instead, he did the best thing he could do: help tend to your injuries. what was curious was that he could feel very little of your pain. when he felt your pain two years ago after forming the inquisition, it was concentrated in your hand and forearm. with it gone, you felt at peace. the primary source of pain for you had been washed away. perhaps it was a blessing in disguise, he thought.

sera

sera’s immediate reaction is, like dorian, to crack a joke. everyone is used to her eccentricity. but it felt different this time around. while you laid unconscious, recovering from the long battle, she occupied herself. she had to busy her hands and her legs, keep moving, keep her mind busy. because if she sat too still for even a second, then her mind would think about the worst outcome. she would get images of you, dead, because solas had betrayed you, betrayed her, betrayed the inquisition. hell, he betrayed the world! that knob! thinking he knew what was best! sera’s all the more relieved when it’s revealed you survived. she bursts through the door to see you and hug you tightly, complaining about how much you scared her.

varric tethras

in all honesty, varric should’ve been more prepared to expect...well, the unexpected. he had expectations of you coming out unharmed, untouched. obviously, that was not what happened. and he wondered if he was responsible for this. he had been one of the many people to support you as the inquisitor two years ago, suggesting it. he wondered if he made the wrong decision. but also, part of varric was relieved. he lost someone close to him two years ago. he didn’t know if he could handle losing you too.

vivienne de fer

the court would devour tales of the eluvians and how you managed to survive. that was vivienne’s first thought. people would be talking about you for centuries to come, certainly. and yet, she knew in her soul that was not what you would want. she does her best to minimize what rumors spread when you first emerge from the eluvians and help give you privacy. behind closed doors, vivienne checks on your injuries. part of her is amazed that the anchor was removed so cleanly.

josephine montilyet

josephine has seen many things ranging from serious to just plain absurd. when she was alerted that you had returned with many serious injuries, including the loss of half your arm, she sent messages to get the best possible doctors in all of orlais to help attend to you. the woman was definitely stressed beyond belief. but when she wasn’t trying to get everyone from backing off from you or getting people to look at you, josephine was attending to you herself. you awoke to find her wiping some sweat off your face and when she noticed, she muttered about how great andraste was and embraced you tightly.

cullen rutherford

your knight-commander appeared to take the news very well, much to the disapproval of cassandra. but the moment cullen was alone, in private, he flipped a table, causing everything to crash. all he could feel running throughout his body was regret, guilt, and anger. regret and guilt for not having gone with you. he should’ve. because if he did, maybe you would have came back alright. anger directed towards solas because the apostate had betrayed you, the inquisition. and everything you and him had worked towards was going to crumble. all of his hard work, leliana’s, cassandra’s, josephine’s, it’d all be for naught. cullen ends up spending a lot of time alone while you’re unconscious. he prays to andraste and the maker to distract himself from any wandering thoughts going towards lyrium. certainly the new mabari hound he decided to adopt on a whim helps with distractions at least.

leliana

the woman has seen many things in her lifetime, having experienced the fifth blight itself and been part of that fight against the archdemon. still, things aren’t easy when you come back from the eluvians missing half of your arm. even if it goes against all her duties, leliana stays with you until you wake up to make sure you’re alright. you’re the inquisitor after all and it’s vital that you’re still alive.

solas

he’s the one who took it. you think he cares?

in all seriousness, it gave him no pleasure to remove your arm for the anchor. even if his plan was...well, shoddy we should say, the anchor was going to kill you. he had no choice. carrying your hand and forearm around felt heavy. he could carry it just fine but what made it heavy was the burden that came with his plan to tear down the veil and bring doom upon the world in a desperate attempt to bring it back to what it once was. and also, the burden of having harmed you.

[luxthestrange]

LMK Incorrect quotes#28 Moronsexuals

PIF: When you love someone, you try not to notice their stupidity even though it's killing you from the inside~

Y/n: I love how you say "not to notice" instead of "you don't see"

PIF: Because technically, my dear friend, we're not blind... We love them, but we're not blind

Y/n: Yep

Wukong & DBK: ...

Wukong: Damn, Best wishes to the people they're talking about...

DBK: Yeah, Same with you too

PIF and You being the BIGGEST Moronsexuals...

[gogogodzilla]

day 27, cuckholding

the iron bull x reader warnings: nsfw 18+, fingering, slight dirty talk, fingering, forced exhibitionism, unprotected sex, creampie kinktober ☠︎︎ main masterlist ☠︎︎ read on ao3

The news of your betrothal came as a shock to you. Your parents hadn’t contacted you much after what happened at the Conclave. You figured they’d come crawling back once you became Inquisitor, their desperate need for fame overwhelming any disgust held toward you. 

Their letter came not long after Corypheus was dead and gone. It was Leliana and Josephine sharing nervous glances at the war table that clued you into something being off. Leliana was never nervous. Josephine silently handed you the letter, and you had an iron grip on it as you read. 

You could have the entire world at your disposal and you’d still be under your parents’ thumb. You saved the fucking world and here you were still doing their bidding. 

With the Iron Bull, it was different. You didn’t have to worry about following orders or giving them. You could just be, which is why when he held out a blindfold with that usual sly grin you took it without hesitation. The day your supposed betrothed was supposed to arrive was nearing, and you were desperate to forget it all. He had a surprise for you, he claimed. You’d take anything over worrying about your future. 

The weight of his hands against your shoulders was substantial, but it grounded you as you walked blindly through the corridors of Skyhold. A small part of you was giddy, your imagination running wild with whatever surprise he had for you. He carefully led you up some steps, the creaking of the door behind you sounding vaguely like the one to your bedchamber. Finally, you reached a landing and Iron Bull brought you to a stop. 

“Are you ready for this, kadan?” he asked, his excitement palpable. 

You nodded, giddy. Carefully, he pulled the blindfold off of you, and you blinked a few times as your eyes adjusted. You were in your quarters, just as you thought. Your attention was drawn to the chair set at the foot of your bed holding a man with his hands and legs tied and a gag in his mouth. He was shouting something at you, but the gag muffled his words. 

You raised a brow and turned to Bull, “Who is this?” 

He grinned, “This is the sorry piece of shit your parents are marrying you off to.” 

Your jaw dropped as you looked between Bull and the man tied up. 

“Why is he in my bedchamber?” 

“I brought him here.” 

“Why?”

Bull wrapped his hands around your waist, leaning down to whisper against your ear, “So he could see just how much you don’t need him.”

Your heart rate quickened at the thought. It was selfish for both of you. You wanted to show this man that you didn’t belong to him, and Bull wanted to show him just who you belonged to. 

You nodded, swallowing hard, “Okay.” 

His hands lingered up to undo the laces at the front of your shirt, and your gaze stayed glued to the man trapped in your room as it dropped to your feet. Bull was quick to loop his fingers in the waistband of your trousers and yank them down to your ankles. A small gasp left you as the man whimpered against the cloth in his mouth. 

“Get on the bed, kadan,” Bull whispered, and you sauntered toward your large bed. You climbed in and spread your legs for Bull as he neared. “Gonna take my time with you. We gotta give our guest a good show,” he said as he cupped your face and pressed his thumb past your lips. You eagerly swirled your tongue around the appendage as your core throbbed with arousal. 

Bull’s gaze remained fixed on yours as he removed his finger from your mouth and undid his pants. As they fell to the floor, your gaze drifted to his cock, already hard and massive as always. He climbed into bed behind you. You unconsciously leaned into Bull’s chest as his large hands spread your thighs, baring you to the man at the foot of your bed. You weren’t even sure what his name was. Not that it mattered anyway. 

Bull slid a finger through your already-dripping folds, and you preened against his touch. He used his free hand to slide up your thigh, across your abdomen, and then to your breasts, kneading the flesh there. He circled your clit before dipping down to tease your entrance, earning a mewl from you. 

He pressed his finger inside you, groaning as your pussy swallowed it eagerly. You arched against him and one hand drifted up to grip his bicep. You felt his muscles flex under your fingertips as he pumped his finger within you. Your eyes rolled in the back of your head as he swiftly added another one. You felt like you were being filled to the brim, and you loved it. 

You could feel Bull’s cock pressing into your back, hard and throbbing. You couldn’t wait until you had it inside you, ruining you over and over again. 

He extended his thumb to rub your clit while his free hand toyed with your nipples, eliciting high-pitched moans with every thrust of his hand. The man across you had tears streaming down his face, but the tent in his pants betrayed him. It seemed as if he couldn’t keep his eyes away from your ruined form. 

Iron Bull curled his fingers inside you, and you were sent tumbling over the edge. Your pussy held him in a vice grip and your vision went white as you came, shouting Bull’s name as you did. 

He rubbed his free hand over your thigh, humming. “You hear whose name she called?” he questioned, and the man’s eyes widened. “That’ll never be you.” 

He picked you up and laid you down so your head was at the foot of your bed. You let him move you however you wanted, limbs pliant in his grip as you came down from your high. 

He slapped his cock against your core, forcing you to focus on him. He was hot and heavy, and it was almost pitiful just how much you needed him. He slid himself through your folds, gathering your slick. 

Bull focused on the man at the foot of your bed, “You’re going to watch as I ruin them, and if I see you look away, I’ll slit your throat so fast you won’t even have enough time to pray to Andraste to save you.” 

You flushed at his words, an animalistic part of you was jumping for glee at Bull’s possessiveness. You wanted him to fill you and mark you as his own. You needed it. 

Bull slipped the head of his cock into your entrance, and you gasped. You didn’t think you’d ever get used to the sheer massivity of him. He drew steady circles against your clit as he slowly inched inside of you, the way he stretched you bringing tears to your eyes. 

He pressed a kiss against your cheek as he fully seated himself within you. The man was struggling against his restraints and you moved your head to look at him. 

Bull grabbed your chin and your gaze met his. “Eyes on me, kadan,” he murmured and you nodded obediently. 

He rewarded you with a roll of his hips. Your jaw dropped open to release a breathy moan as his pace slowly increased with every thrust. He hit the deepest parts of you that you didn’t even know existed. 

You whined as he mercilessly pounded into you, and tears pricked the corner of your eyes as you cried out his name. Your tits bounced with every drag of his cock, and you could feel your thoughts growing hazy, drunk on the feeling of him. 

He lifted your thighs and hit the spongy spot inside you that had you seeing stars and clenching around him. You gripped Bull’s shoulders and pulled him closer, desperate for his lips on yours. 

He was quick to oblige you, and he leaned forward, practically bending you in half. His large palms were on either side of your head, effectively caging you in. He kissed you messily and hard, a mix of tongues and teeth clashing together. He slid his tongue across your bottom lip and a swift thrust of his hips had you gasping against him. He took the opportunity to trace the backs of your teeth with his tongue. 

You pulled away to moan his name. “I’m close,” you managed to whimper out between each rut of his cock bullying itself deeper within you. The obscene sounds of skin slapping against skin mixed with the squelching of your sopping cunt. It was enough for your cheeks to flush. 

“Tell our friend who’s making you feel this good,” he ordered as his hips stuttered against yours. He was getting close. 

“Mm— you, Bull! Only you!” you cried as you came around his cock. Your entire body spasmed as your orgasm crashed into you and you screwed your eyes shut. 

Bull followed you off the precipice after a few moments, finishing with one final thrust, burying himself deep inside you. You moaned as his release coated your walls and filled you to the brim. Slowly, he pulled out of you before thrusting back inside you, shoving his cum back in you. You whined at the feeling. 

He pressed a soft kiss to your forehead as he pulled out of you completely, “You did good.” 

He rose from the bed and shuffled around your chambers, coming back with a damp cloth to clean you up and his pants hanging loosely around his hips. He kissed your lips softly once he was finished. He threw the cloth to the side and helped you get to the other side of your bed and under the covers. 

You finally spared a glance at the man at the end of your bed. Tears stained his cheeks and a large wet spot coated the front of his trousers. You clasped your hands in front of you, your gaze hardening. 

“You are going to withdraw your proposal. If you do not, my lover here,” you motioned to Bull who stood tall at your side, “will make sure your remains are not found. Do I make myself clear?” 

The man nodded furiously, a whimper escaping him. You hummed, satisfied. 

Bull grabbed the man by the scruff of his neck and lifted him over his shoulder. “Just gotta take out the trash, then I’ll be back,” he grunted, a slight grin covering his features. 

“I eagerly await your return. Thank you, Bull,” you said, a soft look gracing your features. 

“Anytime, kadan.”

[emelinstriker]

Red Son ♡ Parental Guidance Pt.2

Demon Bull King be like: "If I had a nickel for everytime I lost my son's diaper, I'd have two nickels. Which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice."

Just like the first part, Reader does exist in here, but the story revolves more around Red Son and your entire family chaos as a whole.

♤ Part 1

ⓘ Reader is FEMALE; (C/N) = Child's Name

♡ ~ Fluff ~ ♡

Finally, after an agonizingly long time of giving birth, the baby was finally in your arms. Red Son was anxiously holding your hand so tightly just half an hour prior, but now he was gently holding onto you and your child with a smile. He gave your temple a kiss while brushing his thumb over your hand, which was securely helping your arm hold up the baby that was previously crying.

"He looks so much like me when I was this small", he commented softly, making you huff in amusement.

"Well, do you wanna hold him?" 

His eyes lit up as his gaze met yours with a smile. That was enough of an answer for you to carefully hand your son over to your husband. You also told him how to hold the baby correctly so it doesn't get hurt or become uncomfortable. It didn't take long for tears to gather in his eyes as he gently held onto your child while his gaze softened at the sleeping potato. "Hello, little flame..."

And finally, all was at peace...

...

...Actually, that would be a lie.

Okay, Red Son did sign up for this when he decided to have a child with you. From the constant waking up in the nights to the multiple diaper changes and random vomit. He knew it would happen, and he was mentally prepared at the thought... But now he was having seconds thoughts on if he was actually prepared. Especially when it turns out his baby could sneeze fire.

Of all the scenarios he had prepared the nursery for, a fire-sneezing baby was not on his list. He did not account for the possibility that the baby could possess fire abilities before it even reached the two-months-mark. Hell, he had a plan for if the child somehow ended up inheriting part of the Samadhi Fire! Good thing he did not. You both were suspecting that your son either didn't have it or he has such a small amount that it wasn't a threat to himself or others.

That did not mean that he wasn't a threat to the furniture. Grandpa DBK once came in to check on the little one, only to watch in horror as the crib was set ablaze in front of his eyes. The baby was absolutely fine and was giggling among the flames like a tiny pyromaniac, don't worry.

That was definitely a child of the Demon Bull Family, no doubt about it.

However, due to the discovery of the baby already being this much of a tiny menace, you reluctantly let your husband rework the nursery to ensure such fire could not expand. And while the room was under maintenance, you were tasked with baby duty for probably the entire day. Honestly, you didn't really mind because your mother-in-law was there to help you out. After all, she and her husband were absolutely smitten by the little flaming menace to society. Princess Iron Fan's experience in the field of motherhood was both a great help and gave a lot of content to talk about for when you're bored.

"You would not believe how destructive Red Son was as a child", she commented as he sipped on her tea. Meanwhile you were rocking the baby in your arms, lulling it further into sleep. Your talk with the little one's grandma was quite boring in his point of view. She giggled into her hand.

"Your own child is pretty tame compared to what he managed to do. Then again, my husband wasn't helping the situation either." She then side-eyed the Demon Bull King, who was awkwardly trying to eat from his plate. Honestly, having his son here right now would've been better... at least then his wife wouldn't try to solely pick on him for embarrassing memories. Unfortunately, Red Son couldn't attend dinner this time due to the nursery incident. So DBK had to survive this on his own.

He swallowed the food he just munched on before huffing, "I personally don't think I was that bad in raising him."

"You set the kitchen on fire-"

"That was one time!"

"But the bottle itself was covered in flames four times. Not to mention the diaper incident that somehow happened twice-"

"I'm telling you, the smell came from every wall! How was I supposed to know he hid them on the ceiling??"

You blinked in confusion, "I- Wait, he managed to hide two used diapers as a baby? On the ceiling?" Princess Iron Fan nodded with an amused hum. Your gaze lowered itself onto your own baby. Guess you had to be prepared for even more chaotic moments like that potentially happening. As if the fires (C/N) accidentally created weren't bad enough.

"Well, was there anything else that happened between the two of them?" You were simply curious.

The Demon Bull King suddenly started to eat a lot quicker, to the point where he was trying to eat everything off the plate at the same time, practically inhaling it all to escape this conversation.

His wife laughed, sending her husband a taunting grin, "Of course! Let me tell you all about it~"

DBK then apparently deemed his attempt to escape not fast enough and simply ate the plate as a whole. He then excused himself from the dinner table and speedwalked off to who knows where with long, heavy steps.

You and his wife stared at his quick exit from the scene. While you were absolutely baffled that he just swallowed the entire plate, his wife couldn't hold in her laughter anymore.

And while Princess Iron Fan was telling you more embarrassing stories about her husband's best fails at being a parent, the Demon Bull King found Red Son in the kitchen. He seemed rather annoyed at something, so his father had to ask, "Is something the matter?"

Startled, his son almost dropped the bottle he was holding. Red Son sighed in relief when he realized it was only his father. "No, no. Everything's fine. I fixed up the nursery and wanted to get a newly filled bottle before telling (Y/N) it's ready. Just...", he responded as he glanced back down at the bottle, "I don't think I'm doing this right."

His father crossed his arms, leaning against the tall doorframe. "Do you perhaps need some help, son?"

The shorter bull demon scratched his head at this awkward situation. "...I wouldn't mind some help, actually. My attempts were a little... embarrassing, to say the least."

"It certainly couldn't have been that bad! It's simply about filling the bottle and heating it up."

"That's the problem, father. You see...", he said rather timidly before opening a cabinet and pulling out two more baby bottles that looked burnt. The Demon Bull King repeatedly blinked in shock, not believing what he was seeing. Red Son on the other hand was blushing in embarrassment, placing the bottles onto the counter before hiding his face in his hands, groaning out his frustration to the world.

"I'm a failure of a father...", his muffled voice commented from behind his hands.

To his surprise, his own father laughed. Red Son gave him an offended look, "Are you laughing at my misery?"

The giant bull wiped away a single tear from his eye before taking a deep breath to calm down a little. "Seems like we're not so different after all!" Now it was his son's turn to be stunned into silence. "I honestly thought you would have less problems than me with this!"

"What-" "Haha! Anyway, heh, let me show you how your mother taught me how to heat it up properly..." The bigger demon then approached the counter with the bottles and filled the clean one that wasn't burnt with milk from the carton. "I'm guessing you were struggling with the heating process, yes?" Red Son awkwardly nodded at his father's observations. "And I'm guessing you tried heating it up with your own fire." Again, his son nodded.

"You're not supposed to heat it up yourself. We have a microwave for a reason", Demon Bull King added with an amused smirk. "Your own flames won't be able to safely keep the bottle intact while increasing the temperature at a consistent rate. Here-" He then placed the bottle in the microwave, closing its door before setting the timer and starting it up. The demon shrugged, "Now you wait. It's as simple as that."

Red Son looked at him dumbfounded before his frustration seemed to take over again. "Why the fuck didn't I think of that?? UGH! I'M SO STUPID! THIS IS SO STUPID!" His hair started to flare up at his rage as he clenched his fists.

"Do you truly believe having a child with your wife is stupid?"

His father's question brought him back down again. Calming him, but also catching him a little off-guard. "W- What? No... No, of course not! I love my child!"

Demon Bull King huffed with a smile, "Well, then you need to learn and adapt to your child's needs to raise him well. It might be annoying keeping up with it all, but it will help his life improve a lot." He followed up on his words by picking up one of the burnt bottles, inspecting it. "Don't forget, you agreed on having a child with (Y/N). And as part of that agreement, your child is your responsibility too." His eyes then glanced at the shorter demon's surprised expression. Red Son did not consider that his father could give him advice just like his mother.

His thoughts were cut off when the microwave suddenly beeped, indicating that the bottle was now heated. He opened the door and to no one's surprise, the bottle was still fully intact and the milk was now warm. And despite the heat it held within, he had no problem grasping the bottle with his bare hand and closing the microwave once more. He then gave his father a very small bow with his head, "Thank you for your help, father."

The Demon Bull King chuckled, lightly patting his son on his head, "You better move along now and tell your wife about the nursery. Pretty sure she wants to drop off the baby back in the crib aga-"

K A B O O M

Both demons froze in shock, startled at the sudden explosion. Thinking they were under attack, they quickly made their way back to their wives in a hurry. Until they heard your distressed, but also oddly calm voice coming from the dining hall.

"Um- I- I didn't know he could do that! I'm so sorry!"

"It's all good, dear- We, uh, can just fix it right back up! Don't worry about it!" Princess Iron Fan responded, sounding quite concerned about the situation.

Both men entered the dining hall and watched as there was now a giant hole in the wall. Its borders as well as part of the debris were engulfed by flames. You and PIF didn't seem harmed, just extremely shocked at what you two just witnessed. Meanwhile little (C/N) was giggling again, with the same giggle from the time he set the crib on fire in front of his grandpa.

"...Are you sure I'm not a failure of a father?" Red Son asked rhetorically, his hands gesturing towards the scene with an expression that could only be read as 'Bruh'. Demon Bully King couldn't help but stare at the giant hole in the wall as a confused Bull Clone walked by on the other side.

Turns out your child could not only sneeze fire, but also create a stronger version of it that acts like a fiery bullet explosion. 'Huh, parenthood turns out be more and more fun with each day', you thought somewhat sarcastically, suddenly becoming more tired by the second as you dropped off your adrenaline. Your husband ended up helping you feed the bottle to the baby since he noticed how much more tired you looked.

In the meantime, Princess Iron Fan told both bull demons about what happened and how you and Red Son should be careful with your child's newfound abilities. The fact that he already possessed such powers within the first month was concerning.

It didn't take long for MK's gang to get permission to visit once your baby was properly settled into your home. The Demon Bull Family was a little bit wary about the gang's visits at first, but they quickly got used to their presence. Mainly because they weren't usually bothering the two of them in the first place. They were rather out to bother you, your husband and your little flame.

You never even met your husband's friends before their visits, so you were glad they all were kind and seemed to be enamored by your child. Red Son made sure to tell them beforehand about the potential fire sneezes that can happen. He also gave them other general warnings of abilities you two picked up on while observing the little one.

But with that being said, the gang had a lot of fun interacting with the kid. And it was quite surprising to see him not freaking out over all the attention he was being given. Well, for the most part... He did cry during their first visit due to MK and Mei's constant screaming. However, after telling them to be quiet around the baby, things seemed to be a lot more at peace with them.

Tang was extremely curious about the child's early powers while Pigsy was seen smiling a lot more around the baby. Sandy usually brought gifts with each visit, especially non-flammable, or at least highly fire resistant toys for the baby.

And Wukong was... on edge. At first, at least.

Of course he congratulated you two and also found the baby adorable. But after you told him about the chaotic incidents the child has caused... He was a bit cautious. Not for his safety, but for your and the gang's safety... Also the universe's, but Red Son and DBK already told him about how your child does not seem to possess the same type of power as the Samadhi Fire. At least that bit of information made the Monkey King loosen up enough to enjoy his stay around the child more.

In general, things were getting a lot more interesting for your family. Especially because Red Son suggested having another child in the future once you got your current child's powers under control.

Because apparently one fire-sneezing baby is not enough.

> Masterlist <

[a-998h]

Being Red Son's Lava Haired sister

based on these headcanons written by @pamgkrthwrites.

These headcanons caused me to create an oc named Huoqiáng, who is in the reader's place in the @pamgkrthwrites headcanons.

Red Son

Oh boy

He is a tsundere big brother

He is six years older than you

When Huoqiáng was pregnant he was a little upset he would have to share his parents love

Once you were born, he now wants to keep you safe

As you get older, and your horns grow he'll help make it hurt less

Because of his fire powers, he can touch your lava hair

Braids you hair when you ask

Teaches you how to use your fire powers better

That training he did with Mei, he'll do that with you

When you mess up, he will protect you and then give you crap for whatever you did

After the LBD incident, he becomes even more protective of you

He now makes sure you keep your powers and skills up to par

Tries to keep you from being friends with Mk and Mei before the LBD

Now he just sighs and tells you to be smarter than those two

Tries you no different because you're a girl, his mother made him drink his respect woman juice

Once you're friends with Mei and MK... you'll give him a heart attack

Helps you take care of your horns

Makes sure no one gets away with mocking you

Doesn't care that you're technically his half sister, loves you like a full sister

Iron Fan

Adores you

She is a little upset she cant braid your hair

You're her little princess

While not overly affectionate she makes sure you know she loves you

Loves your horns so much

Helps you deal with horns when they break

Makes sure you clothes accommodate your lava hair

Even though your not her daughter, she doesn't care, she loves you

Any demon that mocks you... they saw the grim reaper

Likes teaching your important things

Is proud of your skills with fire

Has special accessories made for your hair

Says you look like your father cause of your horns

Is happy you look more like Huoqiáng

Helps you when you go through puberty

After the LBD incident... she makes sure to show you and Red Son more love

Holds you closer, metaphorically

Tried and failed to get your friendship to end with Mk and his friends

Tells you to be the smart one of the friend group

Demon Bull King

Onces he's freed... he is happy to see you

Helps you take care of your horns because he has his own

Tries to teach you how to fight with a weapon... but you melted it

Like Iron Fan, he likes pointing out the features you share with Huoqiáng

Is sort of heat resistant so he also likes to do your hair

is protective of you, cuase your his little girl

Murder is on the table if someone tries to insult you, you're his daughter so no one gets away with that

Is not happy you're friends with MK, cause he hates Wukong

After he is freed from the control of the LBD, he hugs you

He makes sure to let his love for you be more obvious

Is proud of your warriors skill

MK

Thinks your lava hair and horns are cool

Likes to invite you over for movies and video games

You are one of the first people he tells about his monkey king powers

When he realizes you're Red Son's sister... nothing happens

Your status as Red Son's sister doesn't matter to him

You're his friend, and he does try to get you to be a hero

Loves your fire powers

He is upset he can't do your hair because, ya know, lava

Likes to hang out with you

After the trauma, and LBD incident... he hugs you and cries

Tries to check on you to make sure you're ok

Is happy you and your brother turned over a new leaf and became some what heros

When someone mocks you, he tries to be diplomatic... then violence

Mei

Another awesome friend

Is upset she cant dye your hair, because again, lava

I think her dragon ancestry and being the samedi fire vessal means she is kind of fire proof, so she does your hair

Asks if she can paint your horns

Loves giving you outfits that fit your hair and that are also in her colors

When you show her your fire powers, she is in awe

When she learns you're Red Son's sister, like MK, nothing changes but she does mess with Red Son more

Like bringing you to races

Wants to take you on motorcycle rides

After finding out the samedi fire thing, and the LBD she is happy you're by her side

When she gets a handle on her new power, she is by your side more

Is happy you and your brother are heroic now

Will plot the murder of anyone who mocks you because of your half sister status

Pigsy

You give him a heart attack and grey hairs

He first meets you... you put him on edge

When you become friends with MK and Mei, he gets used to you

Makes you noodles, you still have to pay

At some point, he starts seeing you as another one of his kids

When he learns you're Red Son's sister, he is now worried for his sanity and your safety

Tries to get you to be a nicer kid

Doesn't like your fire powers because he's worried you, or someone else, might get hurt or his shop might burn

Is impressed with your horns and is curious on how you grow lava hair

After LBD, he respects and cares a little more for you

When you're in his shop and someone mocks you... a wooden spoon will meet their face

Tang

Wants to learn about your lava hair and horns

Willask you questions about what it's like to have lava hair, because it's cool

Helps you study sometimes

Wants to learn more about your fire powers

Might use you to get free noodles by using you to distract Pigsy

Might try to figure out the logistics of lava hair

When he learns you're Red Son's sister... it takes him a bit to figure it out

Once it hits him, he has so many questions and a new found uncle vibe

When he learns of his powers and LBD, he is even more uncle like to you

Teaches you things, mostly about the Journey to the West

Is proud of the growth you and Red Son have gone through

[imdoingaokay]

Romanced!DAI Companions and Advisors (+ Platonic!Vivienne) when The Inquisitor returns to Skyhold late

(A/N: Heyyyy guys... I've missed you :) This past few months have been awful for me... but I'm back... teeheehee

I think this is gonna be really niche so I feel a need to explain what I was thinking??? Basically, The Inquisitor has been on a mission for a while now and they're returning extremely late at night.

Apologies for the inaccurate lore stuff, I don't think hours exist in Dragon Age because they don't have clocks? Or they do??? I dunno man I got a final tomorrow and I don't know if I'm gonna pass

Just know that the whole reason I got inspired for this was because it was late and I was imagining Vivienne watching The Inquisitor come back and her wrapping her robe around her waist like a mom watching their grown child come home from a rave or something

Once again, no beta we die like men

And happy late dragon age day, love y'all)

TW: Mentions of death

Blackwall/Thom Rainer: Unable to sleep. He’s waiting, whittling at the griffon he keeps. He doesn’t want to sleep anways, who will greet his lover? The wind? No. He’ll stay up, just for a few minutes longer, he tells himself… But soon he finds himself whittling into the early hours of the morning. That’s when there’s a stir of the guards, the whispers, and alerts are quiet, as to not wake up the many souls sleeping, but the message is clear.

His love has returned. And he will wait by the gate, a grin on his face and sleepiness in his eyes. He greedily hopes his lover may wish to sleep a few hours before the rest of Skyhold truly awakens.

Cassandra: She’s in bed, but not sleeping, reading a book. She’s trying to sleep, but her anxieties are getting to her. Somehow, ever since she got the letter saying that her love was returning, she fears even more. Her mind is plagued with images of an assassinated Inquisitor on the way back to her. Maker! Why didn’t that fool just bring her? 

Just as she scoffs, she hears something of a commotion outside. She prays for a moment, the news is good, and she throws on her armor, knowing better than to leave her room without it, and rushes to the gate. This is where her fears are put to rest as she greets her lover, a relieved smile on her face. And it is with this her sleepiness finally settles in. after a quick word, she urges her lover to rest, with or without her. All that matters that they returned.

Cullen Rutherford: He hasn’t slept since his lover left. A few moments where he stares off into space, drifting off before yanking himself back into consciousness. So it feels normal for him as he scribbles away the missives on his desk, being sure to double check each one so he didn’t accidentally write something foolish in his sleep deprived state. Somehow, in this half-dead state of his, he can hear the murmuring of guards outside of his door, and one enters. 

The guard has been ordered to inform Cullen of when they see The Inquisitor, so when they enter, Cullen knows what it’s for. And somehow, the sleepiness Cullen once had disappears, replaced with a drive he always feels when his lover returns. He rushes down the battlement steps, sure to not seem too desperate to his men. And in his excitement, he quickly meets his lover halfway on the bridge. They may be on their horse, but Cullen will happily walk back with them, looking up at them like they hold his whole world in their hands. When his lover gets off their horse, however, that is when he embraces them, a chaste kiss pressed to their cheek. This is when he finally asks them to rest with him, as his exhaustion is coming to bite him in the ass.

Dorian Pavus: Dorian has lied to himself multiple times throughout the night. He lied to himself claiming he didn’t care if he was asleep when his amatus returned from their very dangerous mission. So he lays in his bed for hours, trying to sleep. And when he can’t? He lies to himself, coming up with some excuse as to why his mind will not rest. So he waits in the library, sipping a glass of wine while attempting to read nonchalantly. Of course, he seemingly can’t. So he decides to wait on the battlements, claiming he must need some fresh air. Even though he despises how cold it is that night. 

But, somehow, without meaning to, he notices the small group of people making their way across the bridge. And, without a reason at all, a huge weight is lifted off of Dorian’s shoulders. 

He lets out a sigh and returns to the warmth of the library, happy to wait for his lover to come to him. And when he does, only then does Dorian finally agree to go to sleep. 

Iron Bull: Doesn’t sleep, but this is because he knew his lover was coming back tonight. So he waits patiently in the tavern, a ear out and ready, waiting for murmurs of The Inquisitor’s return. And when he does hear, he happily shoots up from his chair and makes his way to the gate, happy to greet his lover.

Bull was only slightly worried to be away from his lover, he knew they could handle their mission without him, but still, who knows what could happen? But the news that The Inquisitor was coming back? That was enough to settle his nerves. But seeing… and feeling his lover in his arms? That is what truly relaxes him.

Josephine Montilyet: Josephine is the only one who is asleep, she was corralled to his bedroom by Leliana, who told Josephine that she would wake her up when The Inquisitor returned. True to her word, Leliana gently shook awake a sleepy Josephine who, wrapped in a robe, quickly made her way to the empty Great Hall. She situated herself onto Vivienne’s balcony. She happily watched her lover pass the gates a promptly made their way to her, greeting her with a gentle kiss, which Leliana thankfully turned away from. Afterwards she’s happy to lead her lover to bed, as the second the pair’s heads hit the pillow, the pass effortlessly into a dreamless sleep.

Sera: Sera’s mindlessly making arrows, her door is locked, as she grew tired of Cole trying to make his way into the room to encourage Sera to talk about her anxieties surrounding her Inky leaving without her. She doesn’t even know her lover has returned until she hears the door jiggle a bit before her lover’s voice calls, “Sera, I saw the light was on, are you awake?”

This is when Sera happily throws the door open and grabs her Inky and drags them inside her room, into her arms. The two were eventually found the next morning by a messenger, who reported The Inquisitor and Sera were fast asleep in a pile of various blankets and pillows.

Solas: Solas isn’t sleeping much either, somehow he can’t take his mind off of his vhenan. He completely understand why his lover would take another person on their adventure, potentially a different mage than him. But he worries when they’re away! And there’s not much to do in Skyhold when The Inquisitor is gone. Most servants and nobles steer clear from him. He busies himself painting the various frescos in the atrium. He’s just taken a break and decided to walk along the battlements, and that’s of course, when he sees his beloved. He’s happy to walk down the stairs of the battlements and meet his lover at the gate, awaiting them with open arms. He happily leads them away, whether to their bed in their room, where Solas will leave them to rest. Or if they prefer, they can spend a bit of time in the atrium alone, Solas would be happy to hear the stories of his vhenan’s journey. 

Varric Tethras: Varric is rotating between the tavern and The Great Hall. Ever since he first got the letter from his lover, happily informing him of their return, he’s only been more nervous. Like Cassandra, he fears the image of a truly tragic hero, beaten down on the way back to the arms of their lover. 

He thinks he’s been writing too much tragedy when he firsts gets that mental image

Nevertheless, he pushes through the night.

Eventually, he’s sitting at his usual spot near the fire, unhappily grumbling to himself, sounding like a real dwarf. His mind is racing, and he can’t seem to get the thoughts to stop. So, for one last time that evening, he walks out of the hall, preparing to return to the tavern for a drink and a song from Maryden. That’s when he sees his beloved standing by the gate, quietly talking with a solider who leads their horse away. They’ve returned and they’re safe, that’s all he needed to know.

When The Inquisitor finally catches a glimpse of their lover, all they see is a bright grin spread across his face.

Varric is happy to go along with whatever The Inquisitor wants, bed, a drink, a tale by the fire, he’s just relieved they’ve returned.

Vivienne: Vivienne lies to herself. The day that she hears The Inquisitor will be returning that evening, she nods and nonchalantly walks away. Yet she finds herself constantly checking the gate everytime there is movement in that direction. She has no idea why, however. Her friend, whom she doesn’t really call friend, is taking an awful long amount of time to just get back to Skyhold. 

She justifies her musings on The Inquisitor’s safety as rationally as she can. If The Inquisitor dies, Thedas will be lost. If The Inquisitor dies, her position in court may affected. If The Inquisitor dies, she will be sad-

That is what gives her pause. She straightens her back, hands quickly going to her face as if to smooth out her frown that was previously there, and then she turns on her heel and returns to her sofa. She attempts to swallow down her fear the entire day, but as the night swiftly covers Skyhold, she finds herself unable to sleep. The moons is high in the sky when she emerges from her room, robe tightly wrapped around her. She is sure not a single soul will see her in such a… vulnerable state. She quickly makes her way to the balcony again, and stays there for what feels like an entire age. But just as she gets ready to sigh and return to a sleepless night in her bed, she hears a disturbance coming from the gate. That is where she sees The Inquisitor, alive and perhaps wrapped in the arms of lover. And with a sigh of… relief? She quietly returns to her chambers. Never speaking of this again.

[demigoddessqueens]

oh i got one. Dragon age with Solas, Cassandra, Varric, Cullen, Josephine, Leliana, iron bull, and Sera.

Where their inquisitor!S/O has a identical twin to the point it's uncanny. And when said twin came for a surprise visit, they both decided to prank everyone by appearing in separate places so it would look like the inquisitor was in two different places at once. How long did it take before they realize that there were two of them.

Hahahaha! I love it 🤣 Twin shenanigans

Solas - he’s not so easily tricked, but finds you and your twin’s antics humorously endearing

Cassandra - she was surprised at first but after the few times you two prank her, she’s all like “ok haha 😒 very funny”

Varric - he thought he noticed something was different at first, but caught on pretty quick when the three of you had a good laugh over it

Cullen - you’re going to give him a heart attack!! But now he’s double thinking everything like “was that then I kissed or their twin?”

Josephine - takes her a bit of a while but she started picking up on it, with the little mannerisms here and there. Surprised when she figures it out but excited to meet your twin!

Leliana - busy AF so she gets frazzled about it at first, “wait you were there?” “Now you’re here?!”, until you reveal to her it’s your twin. “Oh it’s so nice to finally meet you! I’ve heard so much!”

Iron Bull - he’s perceptive about these things so he also figures it out three of you have a good laugh about the pranks you’ve all pulled in the past

Sera - oh she’s loving this!! Finally two more people who can be her prank buddies in Sky Hold

[smuttyfang]

Iron Bull, You Being Clingy

"You totally should write something like the reader is clingy to Iron Bull. Or he gets jealous! I've never requested anything but damn I'm going to be thinking of smth because your stories literally make my day"

Words: 386

Headcanons below the cut!

If you're clingy, you do NOT need to feel guilty or like you're 'too much'. Not with this guy. He literally loves it so much that you cling to him and want to always be with him! He will make sure that you are aware of that too and that you never feel bad about being the way you are.

"Don't feel bad, Kadan. I do enjoy your company after all."

He is super proud of you if he is with you, so he will always be happy to have you close by. It's the best way he can show you off to others and show you how proud and happy he is to have you.

Will literally pull you by your hips into his lap so that you're sitting on him, no matter where you are. Always laughing while he does it. He does not care and does not have any shame whatsoever.

“Come here!"

If people stare at you both for being so touchy with each other, he just grins at them and finds it really amusing. He finds it somewhat funny how some people cared so much and acted like it was a big deal when it's not at all in his eyes. He will just shrug it off.

“I guess they must like the show."

The rest of the Chargers are so used to seeing you two be physically affectionate with each other, they never really pay it much mind. They might make comments once in a while, just picking and making fun a little bit, but they really love seeing Bull so happy. That's all that matters to them.

Bull also loves that you're even more affectionate when you're alone together. He loves that you always want so much physical affection and touching. Always wanting kisses and always wanting his hands on you.

He also always assures you when you're alone that your feelings are okay and that he does not mind your clinging one bit. He assures you that he only wants you. He is literally the best at letting you express how you feel, and because he is so good at reading people, he often understands how you feel even when you don't quite know yourself what you're feeling.

"I love everything about you, especially you always needing me."

Original post on AO3 if you’d like to check out my other fics there instead ❤️.

[freestyle-crocodile-trashpile]

Dragon

Summary:You somehow figured out how to make a dragon not kill you, not necessarily tame

Type:Hcs: Dorian X M!Reader: Cole X M!Reader: Iron Bull X M!Reader: Cullen X M!Reader

Version:Inquisition

Iron bull

Oh, he's super excited

Do you know how cool that is for him? His boyfriend somehow befriend a dragon

Doesn't like how he can't get close, but either way

He finds it super cool and exciting

Cullen

He won't step 500 feet of you

Definitely don't think it's very exciting, impressive yes, but exciting, no

He loves how you found a way to befriend a beast, mainly because it's not eating you

He'll congratulate you tho

Cole

He thinks it's dangerous, like really dangerous, and tells you to be careful

He'll watch you from afar, he's impressed tho

Even though he's not really human, he understands how exciting this can be for you

So he won't ruin your fun

Dorian

He honestly thinks it's kinds hot how you befriended the dragon

Essentially, when you look intermediating with it behind you

But besides that, he thinks it's super dangerous

Almost didn't let you go out of the house after he found out you could befriend a dragon

[A/n:Heh, I love dragons. I hope you enjoyed]

[ceo-of-sloppy-men]

Dorian, bull, and Cullen headcanons for their lover being the archon of THEIR OWN imperium somewhere past the seas?? They’re helping the inquisition to stop the rifts from travelling further, and their magic and regality for being an archon is clear as day

Dorian

he knows a fair bit about Archons and Imperiums, so he does his best to help out

he becomes your right hand

he'd gotten in contact with you to help him reshape the Tevinter Imperium post-inquistion

as you worked together for a while the two of you started bonding over wine and complaining about reformation projects

eventually he started staying over every few nights, falling asleep on your couch or in your bed

neither of you knows when it truly "started" but neither of you is willing to end it

you find comfort and solace in each other, with a mutual understanding of each others struggles

The Iron Bull

he's your spymaster. Its extremely helpful to thwart assassination attempts, and to know what is going on in your Imperium

you had hired him before the inquisition after he'd attempted to assassinate one of your cooks and used your chambers on accident as an escape route

a giant Qunari sneaking in your room had been a fright, but he had managed to get past all your guards

over the course of several jobs the two of you had grown strangely close, until he'd left your imperium for another contract once yours was up

when you heard he had taken a job with the inquisition, you got in contact with them in hopes of seeing him again

the two of you slowly rekindled your flame, although you only saw each other between his various contracts and when he crossed through your Imperium

Bull is a man who lives better on the road, although he'll stay in a warm bed for a few months every once and while

his constant wandering is very helpful to learn the world's secrets

Cullen

you originally met when the inquisiton sent an ambassador to your land; Cullen had gone with Josephine to keep her safe

over the two weeks he had stayed, the two of you stumbled into love. He knew a fair amount about stress and as you were a recent archon you were under a lot of stress

when he has to leave the two of you send letters and meet when you can - which is very infrequently

after the inquisition splits up, he moves to be by your side always

he's your rock. your most trusted guard. the commander of your best guards

he takes an oath to keep you safe, even if its at the cost of his own life

I could see him dying to save you, especially if it helped the inquisiton

[mariposiel]

SO GIVE ME JUST ONE MORE CHANCE (ONE MORE GLANCE)

Posted on AO3! | COMPLETED | Part One of “A Second Destiny” series

FANDOM: LEGO Monkie Kid

GENRE/RATING: SFW — Mature (Rated for canon-typical violence, trauma/ptsd, and etc)

PAIRING: Qi Xiaotian | MK/GN!Reader (Gender neutral pronouns - they/them, second person perspective, use of Y/N), Strangers-to-Friends-to-Something More?

BOOK SUMMARY: After hearing the cries of suffering and pleadings for salvation from Lady Bone Demon’s tyranny, Bodhisattva Guanyin, the goddess of mercy and compassion, grants the reader one more chance, gifting them a miracle. She sends them back in time to the very first event that started everything: MK finding Monkey King’s staff. Now armed with the knowledge of a bleak future and some new powers, the reader must approach the first step in doing whatever it takes to save them all.

FIRST CHAPTER SUMMARY: In your last moments of being trapped in Lady Bone Demon’s ice corruption, you think back on what could’ve been, the friends and family you might’ve gained if you weren’t so shy. You think about MK and his family, about the delivery boy you found yourself admiring from afar. You think about how strong they all are, about how they’re fighting for their lives right now. Not wanting their efforts to go to waste, you pray, pleading for help. And you are faithfully answered in return.

A/N: This book depicts the events from LEGO Monkie Kid: A Hero Is Born!

[mlm-writer]

Destress (Iron Bull x GN!Reader)

Pairing: Iron Bull x Gender Neutral Reader Rating: Explicit Words: 1163 POV: Second Summary: Stopping Corypheus is stressful. Bull knows what helps you relax... besides cheese. Note: For the prompt ‘cum shower’.  See my kinktober 2022 masterlist here. Reader is implied to be any species but Qunari. Tags: cum shower, fluff and smut, reader loves cheese, reader is a stress eater, established relationship, sloppy blowjob, facefucking, no degradation and a dash of praise (as a treat)

Sometimes the stress would just build and build, until there was only one thing left to do: raid the kitchen. In the flickering light of a single candle, you were stuffing an entire cheese into your face, chewing your stress away. When the door opened and a single stream of light from the hallway fell over your face, you froze in place. A piece of cheese was still hanging from your mouth, when you set your sights on an impressively built silhouette in the doorway. He could barely fit his horns through the door, but when he stood in front of you, you managed to have swallowed down your cheese. 

“Kadan… this is no way to deal with your stress,” your love gently scolded you. He sat down on the floor with you and took the piece of cheese from your hand to put it aside. “What about we go to the training grounds and blow off some steam?” His hand was huge on your shoulder. 

“More fighting? Bull, that is exactly the shit I am done with. I am so fucking done!” You reached for the cheese he put away, but his hand moved to stop you. You struggled, but you were no match for his strength. 

Bull picked you up like you weighed nothing. To him, that was perhaps true. He blew your candle out and threw you over his shoulder. “Then rest,” he ordered, while carrying you out to his private quarters. You protested the entire way, but in the end just gave up. Your lover did not let go until he was sitting on his bed with you cradled in his lap. You snuggled against his chest, burying your face into his skin. “You take too much responsibility. You are not the only one fighting the good fight,” he whispered to you. 

You sighed and nodded, before shifting in his lap until you were straddling him. Your lips met and you leaned against him. His rough lips felt like heaven against yours. Bull was rather quick to pull away, much to your dismay. “You taste like cheese,” he chuckled. You gave him a poke in return. 

“Don’t make fun of me. You know how having something in my mouth helps me relax.” He smirked. You smirked as well. Bull pulled you down, kissing you less sweet and more spicy. You wrapped your arms around his neck, while grinding on him. Lips could not stay in just one place. Both you and Bull would have something to show tomorrow, but you did not care. Krem could make all the comments about the hickies, until he was on the floor laughing, but it all did not matter right now. 

When you felt his solid length under you, you slid down onto the floor. You kneeled between his legs and rid him of his breeches. Bull’s huge length stood tall and proud before you. You took the tip into your mouth, sucking eagerly. His musk filled your nose, making you hum. You stroked him with both hands, while you worshiped the head of his cock. 

His smell and taste made you all heady. Your eyes closed, so you could focus even more on his flesh on your tongue. If Bull was saying anything, it was not coming through properly. In only a matter of moments your mind became foggy and all you wanted was to take his cock deeper down your throat. 

Bull’s cock was half the size of your torso. There was no way you could fit all of him inside you, but that did not stop you from giving it your best shot. You forced your head down on him as far as it would go. Once you reached your limit, you felt Bull’s huge hand on the back of your head, holding you in place. After a few seconds, you started gagging, but you could not pull off yet. Bull kept you in place for a little longer, before he let go of you. You pulled off completely, gasping and coughing a little. A thick stream of drool dripped down your chin and Bull used the tip of his cock to rub it over your face. 

You stuck your tongue out and tried to keep your eyes open while Bull rubbed his wet cock all over your face. “Feeling relaxed yet?” You hummed and tried to lick his cock, following his movements with your head. “You want me to cum all over you, don’t you?”

You nodded eagerly in reply, kissing his cock. “Please,” you hummed against his greyish skin. Bull’s hands cupped your head. You used your own to guide his cock back into your mouth. Once the head slipped past your lips, you put both of your hands behind your back, submitting yourself to your lover’s mercy. 

Bull gave a few shallow thrusts into your wet mouth, before thrusting in deep. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, when you felt him reach deep down your throat. Then right before you were about to gag, he pulled out almost completely, thrusting shallowly once more. He repeated the process, thrusting deep inside you longer and longer. 

You lost track of time, of where you were and what you were doing. All that there was, was that lovely foggy feeling accompanied by the taste and smell of the man you loved. You gasped when he pulled out completely, your face a mess from your own saliva. “Please, please,” you pleaded in between waiting for his cum with your tongue hanging from your lips. 

Bull stroked his cock above your face, a beautiful symphony of moans and grunts coming from deep within him. When he reached the edge, he roughly pushed you backwards. You ended up lying backwards on the floor while resting on your elbows. You barely registered this new position, when hot liquid showered over you. “Yes, thank you,” you moaned, before opening your mouth and catching as much as you could. 

You got completely soaked as Bull showered you in his cum. Once the stream had stopped, you felt a hand on your chin. “Spit.” You followed his command and spit out the cum you managed to catch in your mouth. “Good job,” Bull praised you. As much as you wanted to drink all of his seed, you were not keen on finding out what swallowing Qunari cum could do to your biology. 

He wiped his cum off your eyes, so you could look at him. He smiled at you, warm and fuzzy. “I think I need a bath,” you sighed, feeling very relaxed. He quipped back that you just had one, before promising he would take care of it as soon as he got new breeches. “Okay, just go, I’ll be here.” You sighed again and rolled to the side so you could lie on the floor, without being in the middle of the cum puddle. “And don’t forget to grab a mop too!” 

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Fellow Bioware fans, specifically for Dragon Age Inquisition- Hear me out on this idea ive had

So what if Bioware did a DLC for Dragon Age: Inquisition, similar to Mass Effect's Citadel DLC

(And for those who don't know the Citadel DLC, its an...expansion pack? Or something similar that allows the crew of ME3-Mass Effect 3- to have a shore party on the Citadel. It has mini games to play of all kinds, small scenes with our favorite characters, love interest or not, and even a bit of a quest line to follow that is very hilarious and even more exciting, plus a bit more dialogue added to the game I believe)

Anyhow-What if, despite the circumstances, the inner circle of the Inquisition got something similar. Maybe not a whole vacation in itself but still something, y'know? I know Tresspasser may have did something similar but this is just me imaging fun and more comical with the potential chaos of the Inquisition crew.

Imagine this- romance scenes with the love interests like-

Seeing a more playful side of Cullen as we volunteer to help with dog training. Perhaps finally seeing him without a suit and in some casual clothes for once. I can just imagine a scene of him getting tackled by dogs as our inquisitor is laughing their ass off on the side.

Seeing Cassandra get pulled into relaxing for a bit by reading a story together, maybe her indulging in some fun by voicing the dialogues as our inquisitor is the one to act them out more.

Seeing Solas take us through a bit of an art gallery and pointing out his favorite pieces as he explains the meanings behind it. Then deciding at the end of it that he would like to make a peice with us or paint something in our quarters by our asking.

Seeing our favorite mage, Dorian go out on an actual date with his boyfriend and easing his nerves about being public about it. Him waving them off and saying thats hes fine, but obviously melting once he realizes that no one cares that its two men. And not just that- but him being sassy and playful, flirting with his Amatus as they dine together freely.

Piggybacking off the previous one, if your inquisitor is female and bestfriends with him instead, then the two having a nice day out together. Maybe if he isnt romanced to Bull in that playthrough, then helping him get a small date with someone. Maybe he fails a bit, but is able to laugh about it cause it was less terrifying than he thought compared to home. (You can plainly tell how much I adore this man)

Going to see a Jousting match with The Iron Bull. Maybe not as exciting as Dragons but perhaps Bull can read into the body language and tell whos going to loose, and instead of just telling us, he makes it a game that WE have to guess instead. Romanced version- if we win, hes laughing a bit, saying "Thats my Kadan!" (Jfjsjffs)

Blackwall probably can't do a whole lot, considering after his real identity problem, so maybe he makes pulls together a nice dinner instead. (Mostly for romance version) And somewhat saying towards the end, "You may be the Inquisitor, but you're still a lady, and you should be treated as such."

Look, I havent romanced Black wall that often, but boy- from the scene on youtube, the man can sure show his gentleman side.

And the fact that you can romance him as any race? OOO- Just imagine how much more tender that'll feel for a qunari or eleven inquisitor, LIKE-DKDJSOWNAK MAN WANTS HIS LADY TO BE TREATED LIKE THEY DESERVE

Anyhow, im gettin' off subject-

Helping Cole on a task he asked from us. It could be something so simple as flower picking cause he felt a little girl nearby feeling real upset about something and wanted to help.

I know alot of people have different views of Cole, just like any character, and people see him as either the son or little brother depending on how you go about it. So maybe this can go either way. Especially if your character is elven, they can give him tips on which flowers may be more appropriate or safer to leave for the little one.

(Ignore this if you want- My main Inquisitor is an elven chick named Bellatrix and ive always imagine her having a small soft side for Cole, treating him like a little brother in some areas cause he reminds her of her siblings. )

There are so many ways to go about this whole idea, honestly. And while I don't have many ideas for Sera, Josephine, Leliana, Varric, and Vivienne, I would have loved to see scenes with them in playful moments like these. Like Vivienne shopping with the Inquisitor or Sera going on that promise to make cookies with them and it turns into a whole mess but both end up laughing on the floor, flour caked on.

Out of all the Dragon Age games, Inquisition has to be my l, above all, favorite because of the outright love the characters bring to your character. Whether they are a steel on the outside, light hearted qunari, a playful and chaos making elf, or a soft but proud decision making dwarf with a bit of clumsyness. You cant really say that it doesnt matter what or how your character is, but its true how much it does matter cause it brings just another side of possibilities with such a character.

I apologize for my ranting but if you've taken the time to read this, please share your ideas with me cause even though hasn't made something like this for Dragon age, fans surely bring that idea to light in any way they can💜