#dorian pavus

[daylinlavellan]

Wip whenever!

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Just a bit of the solavellan wild west/western au! Solaa, Dorian, and Daylin playing some Wicked Grace for info 👀

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[redaresss]

For the DADWC, from the "dialogue injury" prompt list: "This is going to hurt, okay?" for the pairing of your choice!

Thank you so much. For @dadrunkwriting

Took some liberties with events in inquisition. Dorian and Sebastian Trevelyan (Inquisitor) CW for mentions of blood 355 words.

Sebastian gritted his teeth, hard. The subtly cracking in his head followed by a shooting pain through his skull was nothing to the searing burn from his left arm. Or what was left of it after Solas took it. The bleeding held back by whatever magic Solas possessed.

However, once the elf was gone, the magic vanished and the stump just below his elbow, began to ooze crimson. Stumbling to his feet, blood coating his his armor from the chest down to his thighs. Squeezing his left arm as tight as he could, strength waning with each plus of his slow beating heart.

"INQUISITOR!" Grateful to finally hear a familiar voice. His voice, at least, would be the last he would hear.

Dorian came into view, trailed by Cassandra and Varric. If he wasn't about to bleed to death, he would have teased Dorian for the frightful look on his handsome face. As Sebastian fell to his knees, Dorian fade stepped, appearing directly in front of him, on his knee.

"Amatus, what the bloody hell happened?" Sebastian gave him a weary smile.

"I made a bad call…lost a hand."

"Sebastian. This is not funny."

"I'm…sorry." The last word barely left his lips before he collapsed into Dorians arms.

Cassandra was by their side, instructing Dorian to lay the inquisitor down. Compressing his arm right above his elbow. Cassandra twisted the wrapping and pulled tight, causing the inquisitor to groan.

"We must burn the wound or he will never make it back." Dorian looked down at his amatus.

Eyes half lidded, skin growing paler with every passing moment. They needed to move quickly.

"Forgive me, amatus. This is going to hurt, okay?" Sebastian groaned his response.

Cassandra held Sebastian down on the right-side of his body while Varric held his legs. Dorian nodded as his fingers began to heat, pressing his palm into the fresh wound. An agonizing wail penetrated the air. Something Dorian wished to never hear come from his love ever again.

Still, his heart was tremendously grateful to know there was still strength in his body to let out such aguish. To know he still lived.

[pavarios]

Does DAI tell us anything about the process Alexius and Dorian used to invent time magic? I'm pretty sure the answer is no, but please correct me if I'm wrong

[ketunhanska]

okay. horny gay mages go

[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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