So…have I ever talked about Single Dad Inquisitor? Cause I feel like I have, but I don’t think I have on tumblr (just with my DA friend)?
Like Single Dad Inquisitor who has three little girls waiting for him back in Haven during the Conclave and they are all super worried, pulling on the hem of Auntie’s frock when the Temple of Sacred Ashes go up in flames.
Three Little Girls who are torn apart and being comforted by their Aunt when news reaches them that no one, save for a criminal made it out alive.
The giant smiles on their tear-stained faces as they run to hug their father, when it’s found out he is this Herald of Andraste. And their little pouts when he sends them back home with their Aunt to tell their Grandfather of the Conclave, to keep them safe.
The three little girls who later show up at Skyhold to visit their father and the surprise written on each of the companion’s faces (beside Leliana of course), to find out their Inquisitor is a father. The utter questioning look on Cassandra’s face when she sees the Herald has three daughters and at least one of them is just staring at her.
And that one little girl who idolizes Cassandra, she is really pretty and strong after all. She’s the one who is protecting her daddy right? Cause that means he’ll be super safe, he has a lot of strong friends to look out for him.
There’s Bull and Krem too, who watch the Little Girls when something comes up for the Boss and they dote on these children. Grand stories, sweets, and little stuffed nugs all around, the big men of the Inquisition protecting the little princesses and one of them is all set to become a legendary Charger. They might even have a little crush on Krem.
There’s Sera who tries to get the spoiled girls to get down and dirty, pull their noses down before they are stuck up someone’s arse like their dad. He ain’t so bad though, but they are all still going to pin his knickers to the flagpole.
Josephine and Vivienne who dress the little Girls, as doting as the Chargers in a much proper and softer way. A woman can be absolutely dashing and kick in some doors after all.
And there is one of the Little Girls who won’t dare to leave Solas and Dorian alone, she is smart, incredibly so and they are actually quite invested in teaching her. She is after all reading well above her teaching and just because her usual tutor is off somewhere in the Free Marches does not mean her education should suffer.
While Blackwall and Cullen are the victims of the mischievous daughter’s, her prank skills honed by Sera and Iron Bull. Why ever would they think such a sweet, innocent child put that fork in Cullen’s seat? And how dare someone pour that bucket of water from the ramparts and onto Blackwall’s head?
Which it is Leliana who sings them songs and tells them stories, who lets them pet Baron Plucky. It’s her who tells them that their father is fine out there with the others, she has eyes everywhere you see and she can see everything. She knows.
Varric tells stories too, but they are stories of their dad. Of great dragons falling and dark caves, with all the close and gory parts cut out. He’s not so good at child stories, but it never seems to bother them and who knows maybe he has found a new niche.
Even Hawke, the Champion of Kirkwall, a legend that the Girls have only heard about. To finally meet them in person, to look up and see the tarnished armor and their weary smile. To them this is something bigger and Hawke has to feel the slightest humbled by that. Even more so when the girls not only want to know about him, but his other half too. Is dog alright? Is Fenris really as handsome in person? Is Isabela as beautiful? Is Anders eating and safe? Merrill feeling happy and at home now? Sebastian ruling fairly and happily? Have they heard from Carver, seen Bethany, or written Aveline? For a brief moment Hawke and friends are heroes again, the Girls will always believe that.
And it is Dad Inquisitor who looks on his little girls and his makeshift family, and he thinks that maybe…for the first time in a long time, this is home.