Yes! That’s right! While Zev is over there drawing his muse, I shall draw yours!

And what’s more, there is no raffle, no winning ticket! I want to give you guys an excuse to ramble on about your beloved OC’s, and I will draw the muses that inspire me! I intend to draw 5% of requesters, up to 15 pieces! Go on, OC time!

To participate:

You must follow me ♡ (welcome aboard, new sailors! plz stick around)
Please read the tags in this post.
DA OCs only.
Reblog this post with information about your OC. Go ahead, make your reblog a masterpost for your OC! Tell me (and your followers) whatever you want about your child! Ramble on! Love on them! My suggestions:
Does your OC have a tag? Link it.
Does your OC have reference art/screenshot? Compile it, link it.
Does your OC have a face claim? Show me!
Do you have fanfic/drabbles featuring them? Link link!
Describe their appearance, their hairstyle, their clothes. Do you have a pinboard? Share!
Describe their personality. Do you have a playlist? Share that, too!
If applicable, describe their relationship with their LI.
Love on your OC! SHAMELESSLY, if you will. (But you do not have to fill all of the above out, unless you want to!)
Reblog this once for each OC you want to submit. 1 OC, 1 reblog.
I will accept requests from November 5th until December 5th (though I will not wait for it to finish to start drawing, if your muses speak to me!)

thereluctantinquisitor

This is such a neat idea (also congratulations on the milestone)! I think I’ll just ramble about Cyrus under the cut, because that’s where my brain has been lately...

#dragon age #cyrus #giveaway #raymurata #go follow this amazing artist #DO IT.#darrus #cw: implied abuse #The dawn squad #<3 #gif #signal boost

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One Last Chance

Part 1 - The Letter | Part 2 - Cope | Part 3 - The Arrival | Part 4 - Necessary Risks

Part 5 - Eleven Years (AO3 Link)

The final preparations take place and the infiltration begins. But first, Hanin has some things to get off his chest…

CW: mature themes re: the treatment of slaves in the Imperium (mainly physical and sexual abuse). The acts themselves are not described in any detail, but are alluded to briefly.

Hanin shifted uncomfortably, tugging down the sleeve of the black and gold uniform until it sat flat on his wrist, wishing pointlessly that there was more than just a thin layer of well-made fabric between himself and a potential blade. Grunting, he gave up trying to manipulate the uncomfortable outfit, and Cassius nodded his approval, arms folded across his chest. The man seemed far more at home in Hanin’s clothes, now that they had completed the awkward exchange. Apparently, smuggling additional sets of household uniforms might have drawn needless suspicion.

Hanin suspected Launcet just thought it would be amusing to make them swap outfits.

“Well, that was fun.” Lyrene, now clad in a matching servant uniform, sighed and twisted, glancing behind her. “Does this make by butt look as good as I think it does?”

Hanin chose not to dignify that with a response. But Daimon, who was currently sliding into Ralon’s shirt across the room, grinned and gave her an encouraging thumbs up.

“Probably the point, really,” Launcet remarked with a shrug. “Not to dampen your spirits or anything, but there’s more to it than just serving food. Talveron isn’t the worst dominus out there, but he’s far from a saint.”

The flippancy with which Launcet said those words sent a chill up Hanin’s spine. He turned to the man, gaze dark with warning. “What, exactly, are you saying?”

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#grand theft athran #part 5 #dragon age fanfiction #hanin lavellan #athran lavellan #the dawn squad #lyrene #connors #ralon #cyrus #darren miller #let the plan BEGIN #reluctant writes #cw: implied abuse

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The Truth

Just before leaving for Orlais, Hanin has a chat with Cyrus about what’s really bothering him...

“Cyrus?”

“Go without me.”

“Why?”

“Don’t. Just go.”

Hanin paused for a moment, his eyes fixed on the man, then closed the door behind him. The solid sound of it shutting was as good a reply as anything he could have possibly said. He was not leaving. Cyrus glanced up, his expression darkening further as he realised Hanin was still inside the room. “What?” he demanded sharply. “You’ve got enough people with the others. We’re just meant to be guarding the caravan, right? You don’t need me for that.”

“Maybe not,” Hanin conceded. There was no use arguing the point. It was not the one he wanted to make. “But we are a team, Cyrus. That means all of us. Whether or not we are all needed is irrelevant.”

That wrung a derisive snort from Cyrus, who shook his head and leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “Fucking semantics,” he muttered, rubbing his face with his hands, words muffled against his palms. “It’s not going to hurt their feelings that I’m not there, trust me.”

“You really think that?”

The dry laughter Hanin received in reply was answer enough. But while it may have been answer enough, it was not good enough. So, Hanin pressed onwards, folding his arms and leaning against the door; a statue that would not be moved. “What’s really going on, Cyrus? This is more than you just not feeling up to task.”

Cyrus raised his head just enough to fire Hanin a hard, cold glare. “Well, if you know me so fucking well, why don’t you figure it out? Go on. I’ll wait.”

#dragon age fanfiction #dai #hanin lavellan #cyrus #the dawn squad #emotional hurt/comfort #the dad is strong with this one #alternative title: Why Cyrus does not want to go to Orlais #reluctant writes #<3 #cw: implied abuse