Historias de Dorianpavus

Isana Urtok-Tethras daughter of Andvar and Ilsa, middle child and sister to Varric and Bartrand Tethras with a very unique allergy she is allergic to her own name (Isana is the dwarven word for lyrium) she is the only sibling with a hyphened last name (Urtok is the dwarven word for dragon and her mother's maiden name) which became her nickname thanks to her favorite and only younger brother she left Kirkwall she was born in Orzammar but raised in Kirkwall there were 2 reasons her family had to move 1 is her allergy and 2 was her father who was caught "fixing" the Provings (combat-arena matches used to settle debates and honor challenges that could not be settled otherwise in accordance to dwarven culture) when she was 20 she moved out of Kirkwall and travelled the world learning about different cultures, languages and other things meeting and making a lot of friends along the way even falling in love a few times she always returns to Kirkwall to visit her favorite brother and tells him about her "adventures" which.... with her permission he turns into stories though he changes her name within it so people don't know who they're about... her "adventures" with the Grey Wardens are his favorite ones to write about in his book(s) they "finally" get to have a adventure together when the both join the Inquisition but how will Varric react when a very particular qunari falls in love with his only sister **** just so you all know this story is NOT written by Varric😜****

Pairing: Dorian Pavus x Male Lavellan Pairing Type: M/M Words: 583 Warnings: AGB's Ink 2019, Mainly a Stream of Consciousness, OCD Character, Dalish Illiteracy, Mainly Just Fluff, A Very Quick Fic Once Again

DESTRUCTION CHAOS JEALOUSLY LEADER POWER LUST DEVOTION BETRAYAL "Inquisitor!" (Sadly I don't own any of the characters!)

Before Dorian Pavus started a relationship with the older brother of the Dragonborn, he had rather enticing fantasies about her companions and her brother, obviously. Here, he remembers the fantasies fondly. --- I do not own the cover art, or Dorian (even if he's my spirit animal).

Throw from her own world and into Thedas with the help of some divine intervention, Thalia finds herself in the events of Dragon Age: Inquisition as the Inquisitor and an elf at that. Second part up now (Into the Stars)

Dragon Age: Inquisition, Trespasser DLC Dorian Pavus x Inquisitor Lavellan In which, the Inquisitor finally tells Dorian the truth.

As usual, Dorian was reading, arms resting at the balcony, enjoying the resonance of Solas's fingers slowly turning the pages of his book one by one. Both men liked to read, both knew the fade and enjoyed silent places. A rare treat for those who know the inquisitor so far.

A gentle spirit of compassion- Cole. A mage from Tevinter- Dorian Pavus. The two have grown to be great friends, but then something changes. Dorian can't seem to make sense of Cole since their journey to the Storm Coast to help Varric destroy the red lyrium veins. What could possibly be going through his head? {Dorian Pavus x Cole}

Friends and lovers make personal bubbles of happiness in times of great stress

Inquisition with a male Lavellan romancing Dorian Pavus. He was always called useless, he definitely showed them.

[undergoing editing] Oneshots for all dragon age characters! Feel free to request or give ideas, but this doesn't mean I'll for sure do them. I update pretty slow, but I'm trying to be better about it. Some of my old fanfictions are very cringey, so I'm just warning your right now. I apologize if I get some of the lore wrong. If you could kindly correct me; that would be appreciated! Anyways hope you enjoy, and check out my other books if you like these oneshots!

Cullen had the eyes of a warrior. Intense. Focused. And when the sun hit them right, they looked as vibrant as the fire in his soul. Rosalie had the soul of an adventurer. Free spirited. Brave. And under the right circumstances, as careless and boundless as the wind. When the two opposites meet, the world is in turmoil. Corypheus seems likely to knock on the doors of the Black City yet again, the tension between mages and templars is at an all time high, and everyone has an ulterior motive. You can trust nobody but yourself. And the Inquisitor, if you're on his good side.

Pairing: Dorian Pavus x Male Lavellan Pairing Type: M/M Words: 3,113 Warnings: OCD and Bipolar Character, Angst, Non-Explicit Smut, Nerds in Love, Why Do I Always Make Birthday Fics Contain So Much Goddamn Angst, Sorry Fellas, I Swear It's Cute Too

~~HIATUS~~ ((Hit 🥇1st place🥇 in the dorianpavus tag on April 16th, 2019)) ((This is a Dorian x male Inquisitor cause.. yeet. so I'm going to say this now. I'm terrible at these and I played as a female during the game so I don't know the dialogue as well and this is awkward for me 😂 bare with me please. once i get the hang of this story it'll improve, hopefully)) The dew on the stone barriers of the balcony, the early sun was rising. Casting its bright light over the mountains, it was rare for you to wake up early enough to watch the sunrise. The missions you go on and all the blood shed make you want to sleep it all away, sleep until the send someone for you, or sleep until you hear arguing between someone and Dorian or Bull being to wild after a few pints at the Tavern. You sigh, feeling the world around you wake up. You lean over the barrier and hang your head down, The birds began their songs and you heard the door leading into your chamber open and closed softly. "Your W-Worship," a scout squeaked out, "The War Council has sent me to tell you that they are having an meeting, they did not tell me what about, but i'm assuming important inquisition business." You heard her laugh nervously. You turn to face her, she was a quite small and thin to be in the Inquisition, but you needed all the people you could get. She darted her face away from you. "Thank you, Scout...?" "E-Elissa." She flustered a little, saluted, and dashed away. You look at the mountain sides basing in the warm light one last time before you sigh and head towards the War Room.

Mahanon was born into the Lavellan clan of the dalish the clan noticed his skill with bows and daggers the sneakiness did help his case a bit when the keeper sent him to spy at the Divine Conclave. he didn't expect being the sole survivor let alone meeting a Tevinter mage

Freshly in Skyhold, still deep in very confusing emotions, Lavellan decides to confront the source of his discomfort: a certain mage from the Tevinter Empire.

A blind elf, the new Inquisitor. How can one save the world without knowing about such trivial things such as facial hair?