#grouse lavellan

[3jarsofbees]

“You mean you don’t want to kiss me?”

JUST LOOK AT THESE BEAUTIFUL DORKS -- by the talented @kurogoesinthedas! Have you ever had someone accurately draw the inside of your heart because if not you should probably commission Kuro ok

(from “Horrible Delicacies of Thedas,” a culinary-themed tribute to Dorian and Lavellan romantically pestering each other)

[3jarsofbees]

DON'T MIND ME I'M JUST CRYING FOREVER

The second half of my commission from @kurogoesinthedas -- seriously thank you so much for bringing this to life, it's completely perfect.

(a good morning from my more srs post-Trespasser business)

[3jarsofbees]

J. "Grouse" Lavellan, alias Inky McArseface

For the all of two people who asked, here are some dazzling facts about my favourite Inquisitor and default Thedasbook user of choice, “Grouse” Lavellan.

Grouse is a dual-wield rogue assassin and a shy, skeptical baby ptarmigan -- prickly and sarcastic on the outside, anxious and obsessively pessimistic on the inside. Ill-timed humour keeps him alive. He might occasionally be described as a "little shit." No one actually calls him Grouse.

Background: Dalish non-believer. Not one to fit neatly in categories. His driving conflict is his lack of a sense of home, belonging, or comfort in general.

As Inquisitor: WHO MADE ME INQUISITOR STOP THE INQUISITION TRAIN PLEASE WHAT IS HAPPENING

Habits: Unnecessary acrobatics (roof hopping, battlement running, swinging from trees...) and stuffing his pockets full of junk (BECAUSE IT MIGHT BE USEFUL LATER YOU DON'T KNOW). Said junk may include aesthetically pleasing leaves, rocks, twigs, twine, buttons, screws, bark, and... lizards. Among other things.

Moar: You can find art of him on his tag. And my stories about him on AO3.

[3jarsofbees]

Hii so I wanted to let you know that I l o v e your works, the whole thedasbook stuff never fails to make me giggle and your DorianxLavellan fics are a goddamn masterpiece. Honestly, I love your Inquizitor and I've never seen a better written Dorian, and the banter is just magnificent, I'd love to see more one-shots! Your style is so light and engaging, interesting but realistic and lore-friendly plot...just please keep doing what you're doing because you are amazing.

Holy shit anon this is the nicest thing I’ve ever read, you made me tear up like an emotional human baby, that means you’ve earned yourself a terrible gif

Me @ you (is it any wonder Dorian’s entranced by my idiot son)

I’ll get some more silly one-shots on the to-do list for you, my sweet anon friend!

[3jarsofbees]

shitty comic saturday

At this point Dorian really regrets agreeing to be their “lovely assistant.”

[3jarsofbees]

guys, trying to figure out how to write Dorian's mum and kind of in love with her

Lavellan can’t help but feel in total awe of Aquinea Thalrassian.

Aquinea is a striking swan of a woman, with flawlessly sculpted cheekbones and this long, syrupy, midnight-black hair that is swirled about her head in an elaborate feat of hairdressing whose physics Lavellan could not possibly guess. And her hands -- one wrapped about her wine glass, one lounging on the arm of the sofa -- are fascinatingly graceful, even when they’re still. It’s like they’ve been artfully posed by a painter, down to each joint of every finger.

As he gazes at her in wonder she is staring critically back at him. And then she says, “You did not tell me that he was so short.”

“Well,” Dorian says. “Now you know.”

“The accounts rarely mention my height,” Lavellan says with a feeble grin. “I, uh, think the Inquisition was concerned someone might work out that I’m not very impressive.”

Aquinea simply makes a “hm” sound, as if to say, Thank you for helpfully informing me that I should not find you very impressive.