Alexandra C. Trevelyan, the Dreamer
The first part is probably my favorite example of demonstrating that Leliana is not entirely hardened by the start of Inquisition. And it's fascinating that she lets her guard down for the Quizzy so easily, like others. I just love them so much your honor.
The second one is just cute because how she says, "Me?" Lol.
Alexandra: And are you not blind to your own goodness, Sister Leliana, or do you not see the shackles of the Left Hand of the Divine?
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This statement by Leliana still makes me sad. I'll gladly give up Varric to have Leliana at my side in Inquisition. 😭
Oh really, Solas? Are we sure about that. This is, of course, hypothetical in origin, I'm sure.
(Mainly took this screenshot to show how fine Alexandra is, tbh).
The girlfriends are fighting.
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Won't lie, Alexandra is definitely so fine.
Leliana's baby girl. (She has killed a few people for dishonoring her, as she should.)
Alexandra: He’s a millennium old ancient Tevinter magister. What do you think was going to happen?
Alexandra was not a very happy camper in Trespasser.
Meanwhile, these two stay up for ungodly hours. (They should be making out during that time smh).
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Creeping Dreams and Warm Skin
Summary: A drabble of Leliana wanting cuddles with Inquisitor Trevelyan.
Coldness crept over her. She stretched her hands. Reached out and grasped something soft, something that bundled into wrinkles as Leliana’s fingers pressed deeper, wrapped around the smooth skin beneath.
A shirt and skin warmed to her touch. Alexandra’s heat swelled off her, planting gentle kisses to her palm. And Leliana was cold, so very cold. Even in sleep, the thoughts threatened to crawl out, the ones bearing poisoned daggers and cruel fangs.
With lazy strength, Leliana drew Alexandra flushed against her. Her face pressed against that dark mane, sighing. And against that warmth, the grief fled one more night.
herald-divine-hell reblogged
Creeping Dreams and Warm Skin
Summary: A drabble of Leliana wanting cuddles with Inquisitor Trevelyan.
Coldness crept over her. She stretched her hands. Reached out and grasped something soft, something that bundled into wrinkles as Leliana’s fingers pressed deeper, wrapped around the smooth skin beneath.
A shirt and skin warmed to her touch. Alexandra’s heat swelled off her, planting gentle kisses to her palm. And Leliana was cold, so very cold. Even in sleep, the thoughts threatened to crawl out, the ones bearing poisoned daggers and cruel fangs.
With lazy strength, Leliana drew Alexandra flushed against her. Her face pressed against that dark mane, sighing. And against that warmth, the grief fled one more night.
herald-divine-hell reblogged
Creeping Dreams and Warm Skin
Summary: A drabble of Leliana wanting cuddles with Inquisitor Trevelyan.
Coldness crept over her. She stretched her hands. Reached out and grasped something soft, something that bundled into wrinkles as Leliana’s fingers pressed deeper, wrapped around the smooth skin beneath.
A shirt and skin warmed to her touch. Alexandra’s heat swelled off her, planting gentle kisses to her palm. And Leliana was cold, so very cold. Even in sleep, the thoughts threatened to crawl out, the ones bearing poisoned daggers and cruel fangs.
With lazy strength, Leliana drew Alexandra flushed against her. Her face pressed against that dark mane, sighing. And against that warmth, the grief fled one more night.
Creeping Dreams and Warm Skin
Summary: A drabble of Leliana wanting cuddles with Inquisitor Trevelyan.
Coldness crept over her. She stretched her hands. Reached out and grasped something soft, something that bundled into wrinkles as Leliana’s fingers pressed deeper, wrapped around the smooth skin beneath.
A shirt and skin warmed to her touch. Alexandra’s heat swelled off her, planting gentle kisses to her palm. And Leliana was cold, so very cold. Even in sleep, the thoughts threatened to crawl out, the ones bearing poisoned daggers and cruel fangs.
With lazy strength, Leliana drew Alexandra flushed against her. Her face pressed against that dark mane, sighing. And against that warmth, the grief fled one more night.
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I’m currently in my Leliana hyper-fixation error/my Leliana Renaissance era.
So please ask my questions or my thoughts about her. 🥺 👉🏽👈🏽 It could be questions about my specific Inquisitors with her, general Leliana/Inquisitor thoughts, or simply some Leliana headcanon.
I also want to talk to more Leliana fans ❤️
I can't think of a specific question right now but I'd love to know more about your Inquisitor x Leliana headcanons. For any or all of your Inquisitors.
Aw. Thank you for the asks!
I have two Inquisitors whom I primarily ship with Leliana.
The oldest, and perhaps dearest to me in my heart, is Alexandra Trevelyan, but there is also Amayian Trevelyan, too.
Alexandra Trevelyan and Leliana
- Alexandra was intrigued by Leliana when she first saw her, and it grew even more when Leliana called for seeking aid from the rebel mages than the Templars, which she assumed some of the Chantry like Leliana would have been more supported of.
- Alexandra helps Leliana rekindle her love for stories. It is less that Alexandra pesters her to tell stories, but in this case it is Leliana who is hearing stories - the ones born when Alexandra explored the Fade during her time in the Circle, and Free Marcher and Orlesian tales she heard from her mother and father.
- Although Alexandra is constantly seen by her fans (primarily my friends, lol) as being suave and seductive, when it came to getting Leliana to fall in love, it was less seductive (though it did play a role), and more earnestly on Alexandra's part. The poor mage is incredibly stubborn, and although she does not know Leliana like Josephine, she sees kindness in her, glimpsed between the cracks Leliana provides every once and a while. It makes her all the more interested in Leliana.
- Leliana herself found Alexandra amusing, a pleasant past-time. Alexandra's wit endeared her, and both are increadibly work-oriented, so Alexandra often worked with her in the Rookery, aiding each other in the others report, and Leliana giving her advice as a good advisor is meant to do. It started expand from there.
For Amayian Trevelyan and Leliana
- Leliana and Amayian actually met in Origins. During his time at the Circle, Amayian had a prophetic dream (born from his reincarnated soul of Andraste) that urged him to go south, to find a flaming rose upon a mountain of ash. This lead him to escape Ostwick to Ferelden, around the time the Battle of Ostagar occured, and when Loghain closed off the kingdom. Without much to go off on, in a foriegn land, Amayian sort of migrated, trying to head to the mountains. One night, he was found by the Warden and the co. and taken in.
- Leliana fretted over him constantly in Origins. Amayian was just a boy, just shy of nineteen, who seemed to take everything too seriously and who had an emptiness in his eyes that endeared her to him.
- Because of this, Leliana and the Warden nearly always sat by him. He almost became the Origins' crew little brother, though Amayian himself was uncomfortable with the situation and really didn't know how to react to it all.
- One night, when Leliana was singing, Amayian heard an Orlesian lullaby being strummed by her lyre, and sang the song quietly to himself, because it was a similar song his mother sang to him when he was a babe.
- This, of course, excited Leliana. She was finally getting something out of the mule-head. Gently and softly, she would push him to sing, and Leliana allowed him to toy with his lyre, teaching him how to play it.
- Of course, Amayian fell. And he fell hard. And he didn't know what falling meant. He did not understand why his throat clamped shut and his heart raced. At one point, he went to Wynne, saying that he thinks he's having a heartattck.
- Wynne found it absolutely amusing and tried to reassure him that these things were natural.
- That only made him more stubborn. No it wasn't. He never had such a feeling before. He never once looked at a person and felt sweat gather on his forehead, touch the back of his neck. He didn't know why his eyes lingered when she smiled and why he liked hearing her laughter. He was afraid something was wrong with him.
- Especially since the Warden and Leliana was in love.
- Amayian also has a great fear of healing magic. His own failure to aid in his mother's bleeding when she was dying from blood-loss made him fear his healing powers. This became a point of contention because at one point Amayian did heal Leliana...but when the Warden was bleeding after the battle, Amayian froze up, and he fled.
- This caused Leliana to be confused and angry with him. The confusion soon gave away and anger swiftly took over as the years gone by and her failures to find him, or the others to find him.
- Fast-forward a decade later in Inquisition, and Leliana is both relieved and angry that this young boy is alive.
- And who told him he could get so tall, anyway?
- And she wants to be angry at him. But there is that boy she knows still there, even if he has gotten colder, his eyes harder.
- She was willing to burn down a village. But how could she let this Amayian do that? This boy who was one of the first to draw his staff to defend her from Marjolaine's assassins, who took a dragonlings' claw to his back to save her.
- Let her be burned, Maker, but leave the poor boy be.
- And their relationship kinda expands from there. Both wanting to heal the other, but thinking themselves unworthy of healing.
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She drew me, like a spirit pressing against the thin barrier of the fade, with her kindness, with her brilliance, and kindred spark I once thought extinguished. Alexandra brought that spark and drew life till it grew a flame bright.