Iron Bull is so great. He’s outwardly a very masculine kinda guy. Loud, admits to enjoying hitting things, often talks about combat, hits on people a lot, and he’s just kinda a… Guy.
But holy shit is he unashamed of being a softy.
He’s a mother hen to the Chargers, likes the color pink so much he’ll happily have pink armor and weapons because its pretty, and is the most romantic son of a bitch ever.
And he doesn’t care who says what. He’s happy talking about his love for the color pink in the middle of a discussion about weapon materials with Blackwall. He’s fine with worrying over his men in front of the Inquisitor. He’s happy to tell you he loves you in front of others if you romance him.
Bull’s a sweet guy who loves pretty things, sex, redheads, and hitting shit.
And it’s the cutest shit ever.