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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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cherry valley forever
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
my gift to @jalpralp for the satinalia gift exchange… finally lol! i’m sorry this took FOREVER. in exchange i thought i would write an ongoing fanfic that i’ll update weekly (if not sooner). :) that way i’m able to post this now and make the time to finish it… hope you enjoy!
Merry (very very late!) Christmas, @seongune!!!!!! I’m your secret santa over at @satinaliagiftexchange. I’m so sorry that this is so late ;v; life catches up with you…
Your inquisitor is so cute, I just had to draw her! A mug of hot chocolate, an ugly Christmas sweater, and reindeer antlers completes her holiday look. I hope you like it!
A departure, a reunion, and the end of the world.
@teratodentata, your @satinaliagiftexchange is heinously late, for which I apologize profusely–no excuses, just Merrill and Isabela kissing through the end of the world. And a pineapple of hospitality.
(I’m sorry for leaving you hanging!)
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from @anothermajesticfangirl for @kuroimarzipan
Quick update! The due date was the 31st so if you haven't submitted your gift you are officially late. if you're late you should have received messages asking for updates on your gift status. Please respond ASAP and let your recipient know that you're late. If we do not receive a response or a gift from you, you will be blacklisted from participating again. Any complete no-shows will be covered by @horticulturalcephalopod and @amessagefromtheking If you have not heard anything from your partner we apologize and ask for a little bit of patience and we sort out the late gifters!
Just stay with me, this once
An hour before midday on a cold winter morning in the Inquisitor’s bedchambers in Skyhold, Cullen and Eris lay abed after a very active morning. Cullen pulled on a pair of under breaches and tied them up as he glanced at the clock, ‘Maker, it was late!’ He could think of at least three pressing matters that needed to be attended to before the sun set.
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The Inquisitor and the Bear
My Secret Santa Gift for @maybetwice (It won’t let me tag your maybetwice blog, but I am sending you a message!)
Following a little bit in my Fairy Tail theme, this is a Princess and the Frog AU! I hope you enjoy it!
“Once upon a time, there was a princess. Not the type of princess you would normally think of. This princess did not wear pink or flowy gowns, or sigh romantically at the drivel sung by ridiculous poets. No, this princess was a badass. She wore armor, tested double headed axes that were as tall as her against the bodies of her enemies, knew how the world worked. Caitrin Cadash didn’t think that she should be given things, instead she gave to others. Gave to the people who relied on her, and that made her beloved. A positive Herald, you might say. Or she just took from her enemies. Then gave it away. There is a legend about it somewhere.
One day Cait was out in the training yards, practicing with her bodyguard. She and The Iron Bull were vastly different. Different heights, that is. The Iron Bull was about three times her size, and yet our badass princess was sparing with him using the same damn weapon, dashing into the fray with little thought to how she could be injured.
Out of the corner of her eye, Cait saw a little sphere roll into her vision, and ducking beneath the incoming blow, she dismissed the fight, curiosity leading her to search out the object. The little ball had come to a stop at the edge of the drinking well, and she saw with interest the swirls over the stone surface, the sparkle of magic in its depths.
She picked it up, and the magic inside the ball raced up her arm. She gasped in surprise, the pain of it stealing her thoughts. While she was consumed with the new sensations, the ball fell from her fingers and disappeared into the depths of the well. No longer magical, it sank beneath the surface, unseen by anyone else.
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Happy Holidays! Am your Secret Santa! Here is a Solas for you. C :
this admittedly took longer than it should have been here it is! normanee’s aliea hawke with thewoofles’ issac hawke for the santinalia gift exchange :) hope y’all like it
“The Herald in the Winter Garden” (detail) 10:97 Imperial Age, artist unknown
To call the topic of the Inquisitor’s love life a fraught one would be understating it. Nevertheless, it is a popular one among a certain subset of artists. This piece focuses on the Inquisitor’s expression when finally reunited with her rumored paramour, Thom Rainier.
Happy Satinalia, @adventurouskitten !! I wasn’t at all confident in my ability to write your Inquisitor Kialla, so I kinda bowed to my art history minor and did a portrait/tiny blurb. I hope you like it!!
(through the @satinaliagiftexchange group!! thanks for setting it up, horticulturalcephalopod!)
No Strings Attached (NSFW PWP Smut, Dragon Age, Satinalia Gift Exchange)
Merry Satinalia, @noseforahtwo! Have some blowjob porn! Please enjoy this loosely-defined Herald of Andraste ambushing very early-game Blackwall with a somewhat porn-logic blowjob. It’s fun for the whole family!
Done as part of @satinaliagiftexchange
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I wanted to wait to post this until the package arrived at its destination, and I think it should be there by now.
I made these cute little pillows for the Satinalia gift exchange for @colleenfrakes. I hope you like them!
Secret Santa for lateforerebor! Happy Holidays! Dorian Pavus and Oc/Inquisitor Vaxus.
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I was @ccchampionofkirkwall ‘s secret santa for @satinaliagiftexchange ! U w U HAPPY HOLIDAYS I hope you like it! At first I drew Handers for you (it’s heeere !!!! ) But then I thought that might be kind of a lame gift so it’s kind of impersonal??? SO I TRIED TO DRAW LUCAS but you had no pictures of him so I just did my best based off your description q v q sorry if it doesn’t look much like him XD;; happy satinalia + w +
Where You Belong
Title: Where You Belong Dragon Age: Inquisition Thom Rainier/Emfrid Trevelyan, post-Trespasser fluff and holiday homecomings for @panjinlian, my recipient for this year’s @satinaliagiftexchange! Happy New Year, and Happy Satinalia!!
I did some reading about your Inquisitor, and while I hope all of this is in-character, I thought she very badly deserved a happy holidays (and a happy life!) with her bear, and so this happened. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing!
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The letter from Thom came a sennight before the start of the Satinalia holidays, promising that he would be returned before the King Fool could be crowned, and that the wait would be well worth Emfrid’s patience.
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Best Sides
I was partnered up with the lovely and talented @yonderlyforsooth
For the first annual @satinaliagiftexchange. Here’s Beardy and Fuzzhead, getting wasted as the events of Trespasser are just kicking off. Tau seems like a fun kind of gal, and a super cool Adaar Wallbanger. There aren’t enough of those!
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“Beardy!”
There wasn’t time to have his face ready. Or even a greeting beyond a grunt of impact. Six stone of sharp elbows and grubby plaidweave was in his lap in a moment, barely avoiding his tankard on the table.
“Beardy you big sack of arse, how come you didn’t find me first?!”
“Fuzzhead.”
Sera was filthy. She smelled of soot and acrid herbs.
“Whatever that is all over you - it’s not poisonous is it? To me?” He wiped at her grey chin with the edge of his sleeve.
A knot of Divine Victoria’s pages and apprentices in the corner looked over and hunched together tighter, giving him sneaky glances.
Sera’s nose wrinkled, freckles standing out under the coat of dirt. “’course not. As long as you don’t lick it, you’re fine.”
“Licking it is the last thing on my mind.”
“So you’ve been to see your Laaaaaady first? Missed her?” Sera slid off his lap, taking a swallow of his ale. “Licked stuff plenty, didja? Been a while. That little string of skin under your tongue gets so frigging sore!”
Thom could feel his ears burning. Not for the first time since riding into the Winter Palace, he wished he hadn’t cut his hair. Wanting to look halfway presentable for Tau meant he didn’t have enough hair to hide under.
Sera’s giggle was worth it though.
“Oh, Sera.” His hands itched to hug her or…something. “I’ve missed you so.”
Her eyes squinted up and got glassy. She shrugged, grin vanished, and downed the rest of his drink. “Yeah, well,” she mumbled into the tankard with a belch. “You too. Or wha’ever.”
A long pause, then, while he pretended not to see the Orlesians staring at him, and pretended not to understand words like ‘traitor’ in their tongue. Sera’s ears twitched as she sat up straight, one hand going to her waist.
It was sticky when he got hold of it. Clammy with sweat and Maker-knows what else. Under cover of the warped table, Thom squeezed her bony fingers until she winced.
“Come on, Beardy,” Sera hissed. Her hand in his twisted, looking for an out. “They’re just beggin’ for it. Right in the pie hole.”
“I love you, too, Fuzzhead.”
“Ick!” Her mop of hair bounced with her hurry to slide away from him - off the bench and toward the taps in the far corner. “Drinks. Lots more drinks, if you’re gonna get all-” Sera’s soot-stained hands stirred the air between them, looking for the right word. “Gooshy.”
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Fluff bomb Satinalia delivery for @goddamnbees! I drew your url in the @satinaliagiftexchange. Buttercup Lavellan sounds like an absolute doll, and honestly I would love to know more about him. I only hope I did him any justice at all. This is pretty silly and fluffy, I hope that’s ok!
An Unexpected Gift Dorian Pavus/Buttercup Lavellan ——————————————–
Dorian picked up a hunk of crusty bread and pushed the mess of cheese crumbles around his plate.
“Have you tried it yet?” the voice from his amulet asked him.
“I’m getting to it,” he mumbled back, his cheek smushed and muffled where it rested against his fist.
“Dorian...”
“You know, when I said it had been too long since we had spent time together, this isn’t entirely what I had in mind.”
“I’ll take what we can get, vhenan. And we get more than others.”
Long fingers toyed with the delicate chain hanging from his neck, tracing down to the patina swirling around the amulet’s wiring. It was true, he supposed; the amulet saw frequent use and provided them with contact that others in their situation couldn’t boast, but he couldn’t quite find it in him to celebrate their circumstances. It was still a long distance relationship. It was still hard.
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