#dorian pavus

[ketunhanska]

okay. horny gay mages go

[tessa1972]

My boys and I 🫂

From left to right:

Leon Kennedy

David King

Moi

David Trevelyan

Dorian Pavus

[fellamorte]

twitter meme i did in a rush

[pavarios]

@nutelloona's post about how they try to avoid "twinkifying" Dorian in their art led me to the very important realization that Dorian is the definition of a twunk. Pretty face, but absolutely fucking ripped for a mage.

[onward-dweller]

I've ignored greater men

[sisifroggy]

Unhinged Text Posts: Dorian Pavus Edition (Part 10)

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Dorian | Dragon Age

[nutelloona]

When I draw Dorian by himself or next to other humans/elven folk you can see very clearly how much I beefcake him (AS EVERYONE SHOULD) but then if it's Adoribull or Pavash art he looks almost petit in comparison and it makes me so nervous when it's just him and his boyfriend in the drawing omg

I don't usually care about what impression my art will give people but for this situation specifically I get SO SCARED people will see it and think I'm with the twinkfying crowd when I'm the strongest advocate AGAINST IT-

It really ain't my fault his taste in men is impeccable and he can end up with some huge guys, I swear I'm not twinkfying him 😭😭

I mean, just

LOOK AT THIS

The difference is WILD!!!!! And I swear I'm not exaggerating on the proportions, the amount of time I take to finish group drawings (a huge amount) is spent mostly on getting them right. His boyfriends really are just THAT huge 🥹

[justjasper]

Hi Happy Thwee! For Post-Trespasser Dorian/Bull, maybe: "journey on the imperial highway" - from the Minrathous prompts?

It is not a journey without risk.

For one, he must make sure his leave from Minrathous is without notice. Sure, many Magisters vacate to other parts of the Imperium and beyond when the season comes to a close, ostensibly to mind their above-board legal holdings, but more likely to see their mistresses and to see to their less than legal dealings.

Dorian is, after all, doing one of these things, in practical terms.

The Iron Bull would find it very funny to be considered his mistress.

For another, he travels on horseback and not by carriage. He cannot risk someone else knowing the route he takes, or why he travels so far south along the Imperial Highway to the border.

Mostly, of course, it's bandits. Like the fellows who have just blocked the road with an air of menace, hands on swords as he slows his horse.

"Can we simply not do this?" Dorian sighs, before they can even make threat. That does not appear to go down well.

"We'll be making the demands, cocksucker."

"Cocksucker? As your opening gambit?" Dorian grouses, from the back of his beautiful and calm yet boring horse. He misses the dracolisk he kept during the Inquisition. She would not have been so placid as this well-trained mare. "I do hope you are making regular toll demands, as my mouth is very much spoken for."

"Enough chat," says one of the bandits, brandishing a blade his way.

"What is it then, a money or my life situation?"

"Easier to take coin off a corpse. Plus the horse'll fetch a price."

"Look," Dorian says, in what he thinks is a rather diplomatic fashion, "just let me be on my way, and I shan't burn you all to ashes where you stand."

They begin to laugh. Dorian's blood boils at it - that they delay him, and that they take his threats for amusement.

It is hardly worth calling it a fight.

He kills the first one, and then sets his spirit-bound corpse upon the others as he sets each of them on fire from the inside in turn, without leaving the back of his horse. Without even drawing his staff.

Only a pity he won't be able to claim making our roadways safer in the Magisterium upon his return.

He thumbs the sending crystal active as he directs his horse carefully through the smouldering corpses.

"Hey, kadan."

"I'm on my way, amatus."

"Safe trip so far?"

"Oh yes, nothing to worry about. I shall be with you by tomorrow evening."

Because the Bull will worry. Best to save the story for when they're reunited, so he can see the man's eye grow dark with desire in the retelling.

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