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Writer of Leliana/Inquistior

@herald-divine-hell / herald-divine-hell.tumblr.com

23 | Leliana-connoisseur | Writer | Likes and Follows come from main: restitutor-orbis | Leliana and Bellara-simp zone | AO3: Restitutor_Orbis
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Ava and Alexandra wrestling the Iron Bull down. Thighs locked around faces and such

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“Wrestling like animals is so crude, no, Ava?” Alexandra says. A slight probing with blood magic, enchanted desire to turn anyone who gaze upon them mad with lust and desire to serve is a much better pathway, Alexandra thinks. Draw a kneeling Bull close to where he desires to serve, and pull him away to make him whimper and beg.

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Heskan Aeducan as a Companion

(Face Claim: Can Yaman) - Okay, I really wanted to do this because Heskan is basically the hot romanceable dwarf we’d all deserve in Inquisition. He uses the Dwarf Noble Origin and has the Spirit Warrior specialization, using it as an archer.

Hope y’all like him! Feel free to romance him, haha!

Inquisitor’s Name: Heskan “Hess” Aeducan

Race, Class, & Specialization: Dwarf Archer Warrior (Spirit Warrior)

Varric’s Nickname for them: Feathers

Default Tarot Card: The Chariot

I, for one, love him.

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Esaira and Magni. Beach au?

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Esaira’s eyes fell upon the the women who swam freely in the ocean, watched as her body made a sinuous rise and fall from the rolling of the waves. It was not merely because how well the bathing suit fitted the women either (it revealed more skin that Esaira thought possible) but she could also not help the tightening of her jaw as watched others glance at her girlfriend, either. Magni was hers, and she would not loose her to these fools, she thought as she rose from the blanket beneath her, her own taunt muscles shifting beneath her pale, freckled skin, and strode forward to the waves, eyes only on Magni, because she was the only one who truly mattered in this world, to her.

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The breeze blew softly, slightly musing Teagan's hair as she sat up and stirting the fire, hopelessly trying to keep the flames from dying.

"I'm surprised you just don't use your magic," a soft, lilting voice spoke from behind.

Teagan just gave Leliana a shrug, watching the bard as she sat beside her.

"Although, it's probably not best to always rely on your magic."

Teagan gave her another shrug as silence lapsed between them.

"It's a beautiful night," Leliana started again, only to receive a small hum from the elven woman. Looking at Teagan, so curled into herself, she knew something weighed upon her mind, but just what? Out of everything they have faced, she had never seen her so despondent.

Reaching out, Leliana ran a hand through Teagan's hair, feeling her curl further into herself.

"What's wrong, ma cherie?" Leliana asked.

Teagan turned to look away and sighed. What wasn't wrong she thought.

Another beat had passed before Teagan spoke. "I'm supposed to be a healer and yet I've killed all these people... I just... I don't know. I feel like I'm going against myself..."

She must have been thinking about Haven Leliana thought moving to sit closer to the elf, pulling her into a light embrace. Her fingers began trailing softly up and down Teagan's back while she thought of the words to say.

"You regret those actions do you not?" Leliana finally questioned.

Teagan nodded her head slowly.

"Then you are better than most my dear heart. And those people their would not have thought twice to strike you down."

Teagan sniffled a little, burying her face into Leliana's shoulder as she murmured out, "I guess."

Placing a kiss to top of Teagan's head, Leliana pulled her in closer and gripped her a little tighter. Leliana knew the elf didn't quite believe her words, so for now she would hold her as the elf thought.

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Reminds Me of Old Times

For Day 6 of the 14 Days of DA Lovers’ Prompts by @scharoux!

Day 6: Fighting Together

Pairing: Morgan Walker x Morrigan

“Hey, you remember the last time we just had a normal, average day? Nobody to kill, nothing to do?” Morgan asked brightly, ducking under the blade of the Venatori assassin.

Morrigan threw a bolt of flame at the masked assailant, which glanced off his armor and scorched the tapestry on the wall. “Not particularly.”

Morgan sidestepped another blow from the Venatori - who seemed to be getting more frustrated that the two were holding a casual conversation around him - and scoffed at his wife. “Don’t you think that’s a little absurd? I mean - watch it, you- we have a ten-year-old son, and we’ve never really had enough time to just… hang with him, you see?”

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