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rosella-writes · 1 year

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Hiiiii happy Friday! For DADWC, I'm thinking "indigo skies just before dawn" for Hawke/Merrill or Morrigan/Aeducan?

Thank you Gin!! For @dadrunkwriting

Morrigan x Dwyr Aeducan Rated G

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It is their second day after leaving the Wilds, and Morrigan wakes before dawn.

She is accustomed to it, and values her habit highly now — the moments before her companions wake have become precious to her. But this morning, as she folds her bedroll and looks hopefully towards the horizon, Morrigan realises she has company already.

The dwarven Warden sits upon an outcropping, and his body is as stolid and square as the earth he touches. He is so still, Morrigan supposes he could be rooted to the spot. If not for his upturned face, and the tight grip of his hand in the grass at his side, he would appear as the statues that dot the landscape of the Wilds, covered as they are in moss. She wonders if he will sprout moss upon his back if she does not disturb him.

Morrigan approaches, her bedroll and tent forgotten. She glances towards the sky with which the Warden seems so engrossed.

“It must be fascinating indeed,” she says in a low tone, “to so engross you. One would wish that our cause would inspire such focus as well.”

The Warden does not jump. His hand tightens in the grass, however, and the broad, straight lines of his tattooed cheeks and brow crease in a frown. At least, Morrigan supposes it is a frown — his mouth hides in the recesses of his chestnut brown beard.

“I dreamed about it,” says the dwarf. “Me. Dreaming. I guess that’s what that was. Pictures while I slept?”

Morrigan is slow to answer. “Yes, I suppose.”

“Alistair tried to explain it but… well —”

“No need to describe your companion to me, Grey Warden,” Morrigan says. “I can hear his stammering now.”

The dwarf’s brow creases even deeper. “I saw the sky in my dream. I don’t know if that means the archdemon is remembering the sky or if it’s loose and looking at it. I don’t know. But… look at it.”

Morrigan does. Only some is visible through the thick cover of branches, and the leaves flutter in a soft gust of wind — the sky beyond paints itself in purples and blues, and grows warmer with each passing moment.

In a strange surge of vulnerability, in a whisper that sounds like fear, Dwyr Aeducan whispers, “Morrigan, if I let go I feel like I’ll fall.”

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rosella-writes · 1 year

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BTV Satinalia: My Works and Gift!

It was super fun to be involved in this exchange this year, and to have the opportunity to try some new things! BTV was one of the first servers I ever joined and it’s been great to be a part of it.

My Gift 💚

I received a gorgeous, thoughtful, atmospheric fic from @melisusthewee about Loghain in the Inquisition, and what about him is true vs fabricated. Seeing him through Cole’s eyes touched me deeply.

Teryn Loghain Mac Tir is whatever people say he is - hero, murderer, traitor, king, exile - because that Loghain exists only in the stories of others. Grey Warden Loghain is something else, something more perhaps. Or perhaps he is somehow both. Cole doesn’t know, and he can’t untangle the knots of pain that weave around the man until he does.

What I Made 💚

I have fic to give, so that’s what I did. These were a joy to make and I’m lucky to have gotten to know these folks (if I didn’t already) through their characters and their love of Dragon Age.

For @thedastrash. Rated E for smut of the Cassandra Pentaghast x Solas variety.

She said it back as a whispered matter of fact. The sky was blue. Water was wet. She loved him. Cassandra kissed the truth of it into the edge of Solas's jaw, the lobe of his ear, and then his mouth when he turned to kiss her back with a desperate groan of his own. I love you, I love you, I love you.

For @jarakrisafis. Rated E for smut of the M!Aeducan x Gorim Saelac variety, featuring a new OC of mine.

His lord’s shield leans against his hastily unbuckled breastplate. His lord’s sword, in need of sharpening and spattered with the blood of his vanquished challengers, rests on the floor at his feet. His lord’s hair tangles in his clenched hand.

For @dreadfutures. Rated M for sexual themes of the Ixchel x Dirthamen variety.

She surprises him, always. Ixchel is a secret to unweave, a mystery to pick apart, but in these moments he steals with her, it is better, almost, to sit in the unknowing of it. Dirthamen is a secret-keeper, after all, and who better to appreciate an unknown than he?

For @plisuu. Rated G for queerplatonic friendship of the Connor x Solas variety.

He tucked close to his friend, glad for the surety of this one moment with him each day that they were both at Skyhold. It was a simple daily ritual, unlike any chant or whispered prayer or set of candles lit to mark an occasion. It was merely the both of them preparing to face the day, before they allowed their respective masks to settle into place. But here, in the privacy of this liminal space, Solas and Connor could be themselves with the other.

And that’s all, folks. 💚

#my writing #solavelyan #dirthamen x ixchel #solandra #cassandra x solas #loghain mac tir #warden loghain #dwyr aeducan #gorim saelac #aeducan x gorim #dragon age

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