i finally finished this and overcame my embarrassment to actually post it (flexes legs triumphantly)

me and rox had a conversation about our cole/lavellan headcanons (who is my inquisitor, specifically; i didn’t name him so he’s just mahanon) and here’s the part he wrote that i drew:

killuaweh .: I JUST WANNA TELL U BECAUSE i am gay and i feel silly but here i go ok so like u know ho wi was saying how iw as thinking about mahanon and cole chillin somewhere with mahanon between his legs???????
songbird: stares at u rly intently. yes.
killuaweh .: well like i was thinking about him gettin rly flustered and cole notices and starts rly paying attention instead of being day-dreamy attentive and kinda wraps around mahanon
killuaweh .: and is like “Warm. Nimble but surprisingly solid and so warm. I wish he’d pull me against him and just let me soak him up like sunshine.” and just buries his face into mahanon’s shoulder as he says it because WOW but also WELL….IF THIS IS WHAT YOU WANT
killuaweh .: SO
killuaweh .: mahanon is just exploding because he really wishes cole wouldn’t just BLURT IT ALL OUT LIKE THAT HE IS A SIMPLE MAN HIS HEART CAN’T TAKE But he just wishes-
"-I wish he’d just take what he knows I want. Please keep me here like this please hold me I want to be wrapped up in this glow and please, kiss me-…is that what you want?" and cole looks at him, like really looks at him from where his chin is resting between his neck and the collar of his shirt.
and he looks so awed-humble. Like he’s never seen anything more curious and wonderful before Mahanon. and all the elf can do is breath a small “please, yes.”
and so, cole does.