Inquisitor Astoria

hi, I'm Philly! this is my sideblob for me to scream about Dragon Age

[phillypumpkin]

New year new MEET THE ARTIST!! HI! I'm Philly! Occasionally US-ian based, multi fandom, digital artist. I draw and paint and write and knit and scream and the views expressed here are my own and do not reflect my employer!!

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[pinayelf]

Magical girl inquisitor 🩷

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[chaoticdumbsorcerer]

i'm sorry but this dialogue so much reminds me of this meme

[theluckywizard]

In the Shattering of Things Ch. 100: Hard Lessons

2023 Lucky can't believe she hit Chapter 100

Explicit | Cullen x Trevelyan | Hawke x Trevelyan | WC: 500K + (WIP) | DA:I | Epic | Multiship | Slow burn | Fast burn | Complications While Saving the World

Chapter Summary: Rose and Cullen are accompanied by Jowan to an abandoned red templar camp hoping to find critical intelligence. They discover something else entirely. Fic Summary: Lady Rose Trevelyan is in over her head. Her attendance at the Conclave was only meant to distract her from her failures as a daughter. And then it blew a hole in the world. Marked by an unknown magic, armed with only a few relevant skills, Rose fumbles and fights her way across Thedas with a band of shockingly deadly oddballs dedicated to stopping— well, all of it. As apocalyptic forces conspire to break and remake her, Rose is snared between the tentative devotion of the Inquisition’s stalwart commander and the fierce love of legendary warrior Garrett Hawke, two vastly different men both haunted by hindsight.

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The trail descends steeply between two rock faces shaggy with ferns and moss into a hidden depression. Red lyrium already taints the air, its cloying effrontery pulling me back into Haven, further still into that dark future. I can’t tell if it’s actually coating my lungs or if it’s the thickness of fear. “You first,” Cullen says to Jowan, swallowing. I study him for signs he already feels it, hears its saccharine song. He flicks me an impatient, knowing glance. “I’ll be fine.” “You look after me, I look after you,” I insist quietly. “I could go ahead. Keep you back from the worst of it.” “Not a chance, Rose.” “A quick sweep for documents, for artifacts…” “Not a chance.” Intractable man. There’s no pulling rank out here, not with so much at stake. Descending behind Jowan, Cullen grows visibly lank, his grip on his hilt tightening in its sheath, even as his whole body begins to hang. Jowan looks back at him. “You know. I hadn’t thought about this, but it makes sense that the red stuff would bother you.” “Does it now?” snaps Cullen, swallowing back what looked like a dry heave. I have serious doubts whether Jowan has the intellect to needle someone intentionally, but I’m beginning to suspect otherwise. “Well, I found it very interesting that you could not fully fend off the mind control. A templar of your experience would have no trouble with that. Unless…” Cullen’s frustration flies free from the crushing grip of the lyrium. “Unless what?” “Unless you’re off the blue,” risks Jowan. My stomach drops out. The last thing I need is for Cullen to be murdering people for their insolence on my watch. “Mind your words or the deal is off,” grits out Cullen. Jowan shrugs his shoulders up by his ears. “I was just making conversation.” “Of course you were.” A few steps later Jowan continues. “Must be difficult weaning off that stuff. Must take a lot out of you.” I hurry to break the ratcheting tension. “Jowan perhaps you could tell us more about what we can expect to find in camp.” He takes the hint or the bait, whatever I’ve thrown his way, his eyes narrowing to a sage-looking squint. A few half-collapsed tents, he reports, the corpses of templars and civilians alike, a dumping ground and of course the shattered remnants of red lyrium all over. Cullen draws his sword and gestures further into the mossy depths. “If you’re taking us all for a ride, I will wring—” “Cullen.” I scold. “A little trust in him. Please.” “You continue to be wise and magnanimous, my lady Inquisitor,” says Jowan. Cullen scowls, well within his rights to do so. But the situation is beginning to feel as sturdy as one of Adan’s exploding ampules of fire. We need the intelligence. Desperately.

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my favourite picture has got 2 be the one of that dorian cosplayer standing on the subway ALSNDLDDKFPFKGODP

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[attyrocious]

The Queen of Wands Divine Victoria Vivienne for @dragonageannual

[everkings]

Skyhold after hours

oh god, fanart, it’s started, I can’t, I just fucking love all of them way more than I thought I would, my precious babies

[galerion-deactivated20250610]

has this been done yet,,

[phillypumpkin]

Fuck it we ball

Art Fight

An art gifting game

[loreofthedasposts]

Dutifully Loved Chapter 17: The Dalish Ambush

Summary: The Wardens are being drunkenly loud in the middle of the forest. Probably not smart…

Excerpt:

Neria popped upwards, "Oh I know this!" Her voice became serious in an almost epic way, "Behold the ten verse tale of Lord Bryce Cousland, a decorated young military commander, who joined the Bann Mac Eanraig's fleet and led a contingent of soldiers from the deck of the Seawolf's — that's Eleanor — ship, the Mistral. Listen as Bryce and Eleanor's first meeting goes so terribly that it was immortalized in a famous sea shanty." Haljra laughed, "And these two got married and then, had him?" She threw her thumb towards Aedan. "Evidently," Aedan rolled his eyes. "You know a lot about my parents, Neria." Neria fell back against Leliana, "Listen. There wasn't much entertainment in the Circle. For a time, I lived and breathed The Soldier and the Seawolf. I wrote stories imagining my life as y-your mother and meeting a man like Bryce Cousland. Which is hilarious, given my preference." The elf grabbed the side of Leliana's head and planted a sloppy kiss on her hair.

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[mountainfucker69]

The Warden: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Hawke: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

The Inquisitor: ¯\_(ツ)_

[lonevvanderer-deactivated202006]

My least favorite quest in dragon age inquisition is the one where you have to take care of the “problem bear” in the emerald graves. Like I’m expecting a large lone bear but you know what I find instead. A big ass bear and three big ass babies. Did that scout know what he was asking of me? Was the problem bear a problem merely because she was raising her cubs? Aren’t we more of the problem for camping in an area where the bear is raising her family? I can’t believe I had to slaughter a family so a couple of tinhead larries could sleep in their shitty tents in peace. This is a tragic event and it’s about to force me on a brother bear journey to atone for my sins and learn how to eventually forgive myself 

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Scenery in Dragon Age: Inquisition 26/??

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For this week’s theme on @dragonageden discord server: the options were “Fade”, “soft”, or both. I did both.

[nurabelmax]

Inqusitor Squad

[violets-and-amber]

Like, I ain’t ever been with a baddie

She calm, so I add her to the tally

Madigan, but I’m calling her Maddie

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Like, I just wanna play with that fanny

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I hear Own Brand Freestyle every time I think of her name (〃ω〃)

My OC Vherevin is enby, and I’ve decided to leave it up to the viewer whether you think that’s afab or amab Vher, either one would correct. All versions of Cullevin are both yaoi AND yuri!!