#luzial

[luzial]

Elana talking about Solas in Overgrown XD

#overgrown by luzial #solas x lavellan #i'm not really here

[tonysimplicio]

Maliciosa  https://youtu.be/qWxN-EF4JMM?si=IrNy9puqdC7J8uo4

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@leopoldo-maria-nanti @levicoralynn, @levi, @luzialowe, @luzia-amastacia

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@lulufrost, Qualquer pesoa

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[musetta3]

Six Sentence Sunday and Last Line Monday...on Monday

Thanks for the tag, @barbex and @rakshadow ! I have a bit of chapter 54 of Songstress, in which Isabela is having a very bad day getting chased by the Ostwicker Navy. Tag list under the cut!

But her First Mate’s maneuvering wasn’t enough to spare them; much to Isabela’s dismay, the nauseating crunch of wood giving way to steel shook the ship, as the Ostwicker battering ram caught the starboard stern. She ran to the stairs leading below deck, nearly losing her footing from the impact.

“What’s the damage?” She shouted over the drum.

“We’re patching as we speak,” the ship’s carpenter shouted back, “tell Cavendish to move his leaden arse, Captain: I can only do so much here…”

She scoffed a laugh at the profanity, returning to the fray. The Siren’s Call was  already pulling away from the Ostwicker ram; Isabela and the crew managed to take down a few more enemies before they drifted out of range. But the relentless Ostwickers pursued; Isabela cursed, eyes widening: they were in the perfect position to shear off the Siren's oars…

And the last line: 

Isabela heaved a sigh. “Can we last till Kirkwall?”

The ship’s carpenter shook his head, “we’ll barely make it to the mainland, at this rate, Captain...”

Tagging with love:  @inquisitoracorn @oxygenforthewicked  @best-of-the-vein ​ @dreadfutures @darethshirl  @fiadhaisteach @bogunicorn @rosella-writes @noire-pandora @tkwritesdumbassassins @drag-on-age @thevikingwoman  @in-arlathan  @melisusthewee  @effelants @potatowitch @imperatrixvini @bluephoenix1347 @bluewren @cleverblackcat @johaeryslavellan @ocean-in-my-rebel-soul @rakshadow @morganlefaye79 @serial-chillr @luzial

#six sentence sunday #last line monday #wip whenever #six sentence someday #dragon age #dragon age 2 #dragon age fanfic #dragon age fanfiction #isabela #naval warfare #pirates #my fanfiction #musetta writes

[dadrunkwriting]

DWC housekeeping - Team NA/AUS/Asia

Hi friends, 

as spring rolls around it’s time again for a little house keeping and updates to the active / in-active list of DA Drunk Writing Circle. 

This is just to make sure everyone on the regular roll-call is still interested, as this makes the life a little easier for the admins.

If you are interested in staying on the headcount list, please reply or reblog to this post with a message. If your blog name changed, please let us know too!

If you want to be inactive, you do not have to take any action.

Reminders:

You’re not required to write or participate any set number of times, so if you think you’re going to write this spring/summer, by all means stay on the active list!

You can ALWAYS request to go back on the ‘active list’, just message an admin!

You can always opt in for an occasional Friday, even if you’re not on the active list. Just reply to the head count post - though earlier notice is easier for the admins.

Regardless of whether you’re active or inactive, you’re always welcome to post and tag us Friday night, as long as you are a member of the group. If an old prompt suddenly inspires you, just tag!

The discord is open for both active and inactive writers :)

I will keep tagging people on this list throughout the week, to make sure everyone sees it. The change will go into effect Friday May 6th.

thanks!

- admin viking

@contreparry

@nilesdaughter

@rileys-nest

@irlaimsaaralath

@luzial

@midnightprelude

@juliafied

@blarrghe

@fairfaxleasee

@protect-him

@tsuraiwrites

@oxygenforthewicked

@mx-nplm

@queerspacepunk

@potatowitch

@shutupaboutandraste

@teknicianwrites

@dreadfutures

@for-the-ninth

@best-of-the-vein

@silvanils

@cas-writes-occasionally

@platoonharmonica

@nirikeehan

@wildercrow

@rosella-writes

@melisusthewee

@queenaeducan-writes

@musetta3

@tevivinter

@waterkelpies

@glowing-blue-feathermage

@queerspacepunk

@anatidae-dragonage

@imperatrixvini

@inquisimer

#dwc #housekeeping #psa

[thevikingwoman]

Fic Author Self Rec

When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you’ve written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love.  

Thank you @roguelioness, @dreadfutures and @darethshirl for tagging me for this a while ago! 

Tagging forward to @galadrieljones @beaubashley @redinkofshame @luzial @barbex  @ellstersmash  @ladylike-foxes @buttsonthebeach @bearlytolerant @sinsbymanka @musetta3 and anyone else who hasn’t done this yet!

I’m not sure if these are my all time favorites, but here are some fics I like today. 

Wind - a Solavellan small future piece, where Iwyn teaches her and Solas’ children to sail. Solas is nervous, Iwyn’s brother is not. I love this piece, because the highlight is Solas and Branwen’s relationship. I love writing older, wiser Keeper Branwen and the way he has come to terms with his sister’s choices. But it’s also a piece of small everyday family fluff -- and a tiny foreshadow of what I think DA4 could have been about. 

 Temporal Arrangements - Solavellan time travel AU. I love this because I wrote it, a full story full of plot and lovely moments. I enjoyed my own vision of Arlathan and of how it changes Solas and Iwyn’s relationship. And tbh I love Solas being confronted with the stupidity of his plans. 

Home - Uprooted (book) coda. I just think this one is neat, and I really hit the mood I was going for. 

Ties - alternate future Solavellan smut. Well this one love because it’s very spicy :P. Iwyn and Solas are enemies, but Solas is bad at it, and Iwyn is grabbing every advantage she can. 

Temerity - Solavellan future smut . Another enemies (but are they really?) spicy piece. I love this because I did not think I was brave enough to write it, but I did. I also think I did a really excellent job of balancing the smuttiness and the character development. Smut with feelings, trying to solve an unhealthy relationship with unhealthy sex, and Iwyn enforcing her boundaries.

#author self rec #I was tagged #thank you for the tags always #sorry if it takes me a while to get to

[baejax-the-great]

For DADWC: Blowing a raspberry against someone’s skin + Bethany & Hawke

Someone wanted a Bethistair baby, so here is Hawke meeting a royal Bethistair baby. The timing doesn’t actually work out right for TEOS so maybe it’s a TCOYS baby idk it’s fine @dadrunkwriting

~

“He’s a bit small for royalty,” Hawke said, eyeing the little princeling. He fidgeted in the bassinet, and a tiny sock went flying. Bethany moved to fetch it.

“You can hold him, if you want,” she called.

Hawke considered this. “I’m not sure I’ve touched a baby since you were a baby, actually,” she said. She’d waved at many, always returned a smile or a funny face when offered, but nobody ever seemed that keen to hand a baby to the woman sporting a dozen visible blades.

No blades today, though. Fenris had insisted.  

Duncan kicked off his other sock while Hawke considered her approach. Wielding a baby bore no resemblance to wielding a dagger. A book hold perhaps? Or more like a bottle? People did speak of nursing tankards, and Hawke had some experience with that. “Do you want me to pick you up?” she asked him, to which he responded, “A-ba-ba-ba-ba.”

She glanced at Fenris, and he helpfully provided, “In Qunlat, ‘ba’ means ‘no.’”

Better not, then.

She admired him instead, happy little thing that he was, fist in his mouth. He gave her a confused glare identical to the one his father usually trained on her. He followed it up with a smile, and that was like him, too.

“Am I alone in wanting to eat his little feet?” she asked after a time, “Fenris, tell me, do you want to eat his little feet?”

Fenris gave her a slow look, then with a sigh turned to the baby. After a moment, he tilted his head. “I cannot believe I am saying this, but I think I see the appeal. They do look… chubby.”

“Why does that make me want to put them in my mouth?” Hawke asked.

“I don’t know.”

Hawke stared at his little, round tummy. She knew what she had to do. She leaned in, lips first, as both Fenris and Bethany cried, “No!” and she blew a raspberry on his royal highness.

Duncan giggled, his little feet kicking and clocking Hawke right on the chin.

“Oh,” Bethany sighed with no small amount of relief, and Hawke almost felt offended as Bethany scooped him back into her arms.

“Did you really think I was going to bite him?” Hawke asked, sticking out her finger for Duncan to grab it, “A baby? A baby as cute as that one with chubby little cheeks and perfect little fists and fat little arms that I just want to put right in my… Right, yeah,” she said, turning back to Bethany with chagrin, “No, I hear it, I understand the concern.”  

But Duncan wasn’t concerned, holding her finger and waving it around. And after a moment under his firm and bubbly peer pressure, Bethany relented in her protectiveness of him and allowed Hawke to hold her nephew.

“We are going to be such good friends,” she whispered.

“Maker preserve us all,” Bethany muttered.

#bethany #hawke #bethany hawke #fenris #baby #baby fic #bethistair baby #Fenris made up the qunlat thing because hawke was being ridiculous #he also wants a turn #luzial

[errata98]

Fanfiction I Read in 2020 

I didn’t realize how long this post was going to be until I was about halfway through. And it still is not even close to exhaustive. 

Soo, while 2020 has been such a tumultuous year one great thing about this time in my life is that I’ve had more time than ever to read. I am always so blown away by how much talent there is in fanfiction, so big, big thank you to all the writers that share their work and for whisking me away from real life into something far more pleasurable. It definitely makes my whole day when a fic I love has been updated, and I enjoy catching glimpses of rough drafts and the writing process via tumblr (I’m still trying to understand how their galaxy brains even work lolol). 

It’s long, but I am not putting it under a cut! They’re too good!

Long Fics (>= 50k words)

Roses From Where Thorns Grow by @bdafic​ [incomplete]- I started this a while ago, must have lost track of it, and then found it again this summer. Feels weird to type because this is not really me irl lol but accidental pregnancy fics are one of my favorites kinds of fics. Papa Solas is amazing. Somewhere, I once tagged something with ‘solas dad best dad’ and I think that probably sums up my feelings on the matter. The last chapter I read has left me anxious for more, so I’m eagerly awaiting what will likely be the first chapter posted in 2021. 

Ruins by @luzial [incomplete] - A real story of a couple who broke up, fought each other for twenty years, got sent back in time, and are now trying to make things work again ;) Lavellan here is older and wiser in all the ways that matter, and Solas is... well Solas in many ways is everything we wish he would (and could) be now. Had the most wonderful realization that I somehow missed the last chapter that apparently came out on my birthday, so I know what I’ll be doing later.

Fen’Harel’s Teeth by @5lazarus​  [incomplete] - the conversations in this fic are one of my favorite parts. They’re in character, but they’re also just interesting to read. The words just fly across the page -- it’s smooth, seamless, pithy. I love politics and I love a main character who has her wits about her -- both are in this fic. Also features fatherly!Solas, which I just adore.

By the Still Waters by [orphan account]. This is older, but I knew it was popular so I gave it a shot and... yes, I understand now. I loved reading something from Fenris’ perspective. I loved how he’s a foil for Solas. I love seeing Lavellan as this near mythical person because we see everything through Fenris’ eyes. I love Hawke and Fenris together. Merrill also featured more heavily than I anticipated and she had some of the best lines I’ve ever read.

Pressure Point by 17734 [incomplete] - this fic leaves me constantly unsettled (in the best, most addictive, under-your-skin kind of way). I’ve read the first 18 or so chapters twice, and it’s one of those stories that’s slightly different the second time you read it. I really like the author’s take on immortal beings, some of it is very reminiscent of some of the Greek mythology I read in school - characters are at turns both magnificent and terrifying. The language is also very beautiful, and I’m a sucker for anything close to prosaic. 

Out of Time by destinies - so, I don’t know how I found this beyond just “Twitter.” This isn’t Dragon Age related -- it’s from The Greisha Trilogy, which I had never heard of before -- something just told me I would really like this story. Forced/political marriages’, memory loss, enemies to lovers, the dichotomy between light and dark embodied by a single couple... yes, thank you. I had to kind of piece the world together as I read, which was admittedly a lot of fun, and um... wow, I really loved this! Another one of my ‘binged in a single night’ fics.  

Message Sent by @aicosu [incomplete]- this is coincidentally how I got my former partner into Dragon Age lol. I had originally read it the first time as it was coming out. The second time I read it aloud to them over the course of a few days, feeling very much like Cassandra trying to do certain character’s voices. It reminded me of how much I loved it, and so I feel like it deserves a mention here. Definitely an unorthodox but memorable way of cursing someone with being emotionally invested in the Solavellan romance 

Short Fics (< 50k words)

nothing on my tongue by @ellstersmash - the chapters here are short, and I loved seeing the fic updated put of order. This was my first time experiencing that, and I loved guessing where we were in the in-game timeline, and also, as more chapters were posted, which chapter numbers were still missing and therefore what the missing chapters might be about. I associate this fic with feeling kind of melancholy a lot. I think the word constraints really lent itself well to the Solavallen romance -- beautiful and poignant, but always leaving me wanting more.

In and Out of Time Again by @luzial - hoo boy did I have a fun time reading this one. I actually rarely go for AU’s this “AU”, but I trusted this author, and it paid off. In fact, I think I subconsciously had more doubts than I thought because what started a curious perusal ended in one of those “up until 3 am reading” kind of nights. It was such a fast-paced, interesting read, I couldn’t wait to see what happened next. Ink is one of my favorite Lavellans; she’s just too cool.

The Fourth Day by sass_bot (@knightava) [incomplete] - this was just such a perfect example of how to build tension and dread for the reader, that I still think about it frequently. Also, who wouldn’t love a Skyhold murder mystery?

Beyond the Veil by Pyreite [incomplete] - A 200 years post-Veil fic. Abelas is in it, which is how I knew it was gonna be good hehe. I really like the world-building, and I like explorations of the romance with a more hardened Lavellan. 

I Come to You With Nothing by CommonEvilMasterMind. I’ll preface this by writing that this made me cry with a mixture of sorrow and happiness. The premise is an undercover mission in an alienage which involves Solas and Ellana masquerading as a married couple. It’s beautifully written, and just honestly kind of bittersweet. The writing is itself very touching but I also think it’s almost difficult to read because the Solavellan romance has an arc that looks like it’s just exponentially deviating from anything remotely happy lolol 

That Girl Is Like A Sunburn by @yourstrulycommandershepard - I just discovered this person’s writing this year and I’m kind of obsessed? I went on a whole binge this past summer and *fans self*. I picked this one for my list because I haven’t read that many Solas/Trevelyan fics, and hers are by far some of my favorites. I also love that the titles of some of her fics are Taylor Swift lyrics. I get Solavellan vibes from so many of Taylor’s songs - glad it’s not just me!

Aravel by @playwithdinos - More Papa Solas. I can’t say anything more than it hit me right in the vhenan. 

Wake Up by queenofkadara (@pikapeppa) - One of those fics I thought about for days afterward. The characterization was incredible, and it hurt me to read about Varric brining up Lavellan and seeing Solas’ reaction, and it hurt even more to be left wanting for more, just like Solas. 

#2020 #dragon age fanfiction #mostly #solavellan fanfiction #2020 masterpost #maybe this time next year it wont take me 2 hours to make my 2021 masterpost #the power of tagging #bdafic #luzial #5lazarus #17734 #aicosu #ellstersmash #knightava #pyreite #commonevilmastermind #yourstrulycommandershephard #playwithdinos #pikapeppa

[wizardofozymandias]

Heads Up 7 Up

Thanks for tagging me, @nug-juggler and @luzial.

Challenge: Post the last 7 sentences I wrote and tag 7 people.

I haven’t been writing a whole lot lately, as I’m trying to figure out my newly rearranged work schedule. But here’s the last coherent thing I wrote. No title for this yet, and it might not go very far. But it might turn into a Solrian modern AU. In a world where D&D and MTG exist in Thedas.

The Witch of the Wilds gaming shop was several blocks from the university, and Solas always enjoyed the quiet walk. The only issue was the risk of being recognized by someone who knew him. But he had been going there for almost two years and no one had noticed his habit yet.

Friday Night Magic was always a good time. While Solas had his own private reasons for disliking D&D, Magic was just the type of game that appealed to him. There were so many ways to strategize, to build a deck, to lure your opponent into a carefully constructed trap.

It was Solas’s great passion and his greatest secret.

Tagging: @blarfkey, @noire-pandora,  @brightoncemore, @midnightprelude, @cartadwarfwithaheartofgold, @myrddinderwydd, @queenaeducan. Let me know if you’d rather not be tagged again, please.

#my writing #dragon age #fanfiction #solrian #solas/dorian #ozy writes #tag game #nug-juggler #luzial

[5lazarus]

For fanfic asks: 1 & 12?

thanks for the ask! 1. has a comment someone left on a fic of yours ever made you laugh out loud? someone once commented on my story Anders in Autumns: “And then they were comrades. OMG, they were comrades.” and indeed, they were comrades. and in that one moment we reinvented the comrades-to-lovers trope, abandoned since the McCarthy era. 12. what headcanon will you keep implementing in your fics, even if canon ends up contradicting it? I will screech in rage if they make Mythal and Solas lovers. I hate it. Give me my (abusive, manipulative, codependent) mentor/student, mother/son dynamic over any more weird heterosexual nonsense.

#ask #writing #fanfic #luzial

[drakonovisny]

Do you have any unusual or uncommon opinions about popular ships/headcanons?

Hey, sorry it took me so long to answer! ❤

Not so much a headcanon, but the general idea of 'everything ends with us stopping/killing Solas'. When there are so many things going on in Thedas at the moment we are left off in the story! To name just a few: two more Blights coming, Titans reawakening, red lyrium in general, whatever the feck happened in The Horror of Hormak, the Veil possibly coming down on it's own, the return of 7 very powerful, pissed off and maybe corrupted Evanuris. Hell, we don't even know what Solas' plan actually is! Just that the end goal of it is to lower the Veil, which will result in mass chaos and destruction. Beyond this everything else is yet to be revealed.

So regardless of either he succeeds or not, I think we'll need him. Solas might say and do some dumb shit sometimes, but thousands years worth of accumulated knowledge he carries are crucial to dealing with the bigger threats out there (+ him being currently extremely powerful might come in handy as well).

#however you feel about solas he is the key to uncovering what is actually going on in the grander scale #thank you for the ask! #luzial #sorry for my drunk rambling #and so sorry it took me this much time to answer #solas #i have no personality #everything i say comes down to my current hyperfixation #which happens to be solas atm lol #sprry i'm not good at putting my thoughts on paper #drunk posting

[thatdreadbitch]

For DWC, from the Senses 2 prompt list: "6. The sight of something you lost, returned."

Some more tamlen Angst for @dadrunkwriting . this time a snippet of a fic i plan to write at some point.

setting: Temple of Sacred Ashes, approximately one week before this prompt fill

Pairing: Ciara MaharielxTamlen

Word count: 614

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     Ciara watched as the last of the wisps flew into the doorway, allowing it to open and revealing someone waiting for them once more, though not the same Guardian as before. She was ready for whichever test came next. She took a deep breath and walked towards the figure which came into focus as she crossed the threshold. She could make out from the back that it was an elf this time. The armor was of Dalish make. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, so far all of the spirits they encountered were connected to Andraste; yet, as far as she knew no Dalish elf had a place in Andraste’s tale.

    “It is so good to see you again, lethallan.” The figured spoke with a voice that brought Ciara to tears just hearing it. She found herself shaking when the elf turned around and revealed himself to be Tamlen. What in the creators name was going on here? This could not be Tamlen. Tamlen was dead. She knew that when she saw the ghouls in the deep roads despite her never finding his body. But yet. Her heart wanted it to be him so badly. She felt a yearning to step forward and hug him, to hold him once more; to at least let him know how badly she missed him and how she tried to continue the search despite the knowledge that this couldn't be true.

    “Tamlen!” her voice trembled with relief as she stepped closer to the elf. “Tamlen you have no idea-” her voice broke as she went to hug him. Though when she tried to wrap her arms around his form, she found that they merely passed through him; as though he were a spirit with no corporeal form. The tears fell from her eyes as she buried them in her hands and sobbed. She knew it was too good to be true. She had accepted his death. As it was still a far better fate than that which had befallen Ruck and Hespith, but still part of her wanted it to be possible for him to be alive. “What are you demon?!”

   “Some things lost can never be found, vhenan. Some mistakes can never be unmade.” The figure spoke sadly as Ciara lowered her hands and looked up at the being, tears still flowing from her eyes. “You have suffered enough, thinking there was something you could have done to save me. Those that survive must go on living.” He then placed a small necklace in her hand. “Take this as a token of my love, it is nothing when compared to the crafts of our forefathers but I know it would mean more than anything in this world . . . We will not meet again.” The spirit faded away.

   Ciara wasn't sure how long she stood there in silent tears replaying his words in her mind and staring at the necklace in her hands and tracing the wooden animals with her fingers as she fought back the tears. The necklace was one he had given her when they were young, before they even went on their first hunt together, as a token of friendship. She thought about everything she had been through up to this point. All the friends she had made, the laughs she had shared with her companions. She realized how wrong she had been to judge humans at first. She was making a mistake. She couldn’t defile the ashes now.

   Yet part of her felt relief at the words the spirit spoke. She could let go of the pain and uncertainty of what happened to him.

   After several months of grief and denial, she could finally heal.

#tamlen angst #dragonage origins #dragon age origins #Mahariel #Dalish Warden #ciara mahariel #Female Mahariel #angst time. im so sorry my writing is rusty #luzial #MaharielxTamlen #OC:Ciara mahariel #CiaraxTamlen #tamlen

[juliafied]

For the OTP ask meme: 15, 24, 43?

Oooh thanks for the ask!! 

15. Who’s prone to wearing socks indoor (or to sleep)?

Hawke has terrible circulation, and when she can’t find a clean or intact pair of socks, she amuses herself by trying to press her frigid feet against Fenris’ torso while he tries to read on the sofa. The shriek he produces upon this act has her giggling until her feet warm up anyway.

24. Who’s the better cook?

Fenris - he’s patient and has more self-control than Hawke, who tends to over-season and add incompatible ingredients because she gets bored. Orana teaches them a few dishes while they’re still in Kirkwall, and Hawke jokingly laments at her lack of potential as a housewife when Fenris’ omelette turns out fantastically because he followed the instructions, and hers is inedible because she turned up the heat because the eggs were taking too long. He just gives her a sidelong glance and remarks that housewives typically haven’t killed as many people as she has.

43. What is the first thing that changes when they realize they have feelings for the other?

Fenris starts being more protective of her in battle - he knows she can handle herself, he knows that the dancing around the enemies, the taunting, the jumping away at the last moment is just part of her very specific set of skills, but he still tries (just as much as he does for any of their other companions, he lies to himself) to keep the enemies away from her, because he couldn’t stand if she got hurt.

Hawke starts subtly trying to touch him (this is before she’s aware of his aversion to touch, anyway, and my HC is that it’s not bad for him unless it’s persistent/intense). She’ll nudge his knee under the table at the Hanged Man, maybe she’ll hug him first of their companions when she sees their group for the first time in awhile. She’s very self-aware, and she’s seen the way he looks at her, so she likes to give the butterflies in her stomach something to flutter over every once in awhile. 

#julia answers #otp ask meme #ask game #luzial

[athenril-of-kirkwall]

For the DWC: "Needing to kiss to hide from bad guys." Happy new year! 🎉

Haha, thanks! Same to you :D

Juniper Hawke/Anders, “Hide and Seek, Kiss and Tell” (AO3)

“Oh, in the name of the Maker’s hairy cheeks,” Juniper Hawke cursed, as she surveyed the street which lay before her.

Anders caught up with her once she’d stopped, asking, “What is it now?”

She turned to him, testily asking as she clutched her side, “What do you think? It’s the Dog Lords this time, what with their mabari out for our blood. And all I wanted to do was to get to the Hanged Man from yours.”

“Oh joy,” he muttered, saying, “Your fine countrymen at work once again, right on the heels of those Sharps men we just dealt with.”

“My fine countrymen?”, Hawke hissed. “You carved out an entire career for yourself at Amaranthine—”

“Being knee-deep in the weirdest darkspawn in history for a couple of months is not a ‘career’, I’ll have you know—”

“—so you don’t get to deny your own Fereldan background, messere. These Dog Lords are as much your problem as they are mine.”

Anders protested, “It doesn’t really matter what my life history is, I’m still in as much trouble as you are purely by dint of where we are right now. Speaking of which, they’re getting closer! I assume you have a plan?”

Hawke took her palm away from her side, observing the blood coating it, shaking her head as she felt the fresh pain from the wound a lucky Sharps archer had dealt upon before he’d been exploded from within with a fireball, judiciously placed by her.

She leant towards him, whispering, “I need a heal, but they’ll see it from here. Follow me.”

Anders followed her glance to a nearby alleyway between them and the gangsters, and the two of them slowly hobbled over to avoid eliciting a response from the Fereldans.

The moment they were out of sight, Hawke pinned Anders to the wall, her lips crashing into his as she took his hand and placed it on her wounded side, breaking away for just long enough for her to hoarsely whisper to him again.

“Now’s a good time,” she said, looking down at where his hand was.

Anders nodded, and the alleyway was lit for brief moments with the healing energies coming off his palms, Hawke shuddering as she felt its rejuvenating aura course through her. Breathing deeply, she looked deep into his eyes before closing the gap between them, their lips smacking together wetly as he finished the spell.

He moved his hand to her shoulder as his lips left her grip, asking, “I think we’re now just being more conspicuous than subtle.”

Hawke raised her eyebrow, saying, “Nobody pays lovers in alleyways any heed, but not with the way you were kissing.”

“Me?”, he defended himself, saying, “You’re always the one who’s being wet and lo—”

Staring daggers at him, she said, “Finish that sentence and I’m leaving you to them.”

“Oh, right,” he said, glancing over his shoulder. “We should probably do something about your countrymen. On your mark?”

“Lead the way, doctor,” Hawke said, gesturing at the main street.

-

Ten minutes later, at the Hanged Man

“About blasted time you two got here,” Varric said, putting his cards down as the two mages entered the tavern, their robes stained with human and mabari blood. “Pay up, Isabela, it was gangsters after all and not a steamy roadside tryst after all.”

“Hold on a moment,” the pirate said, holding her palm out. “Seeing as we’ve got a turf war and the Coterie still running amuck in there, I bet our beloved leader took our medicine man aside for some passionate healing between fights.”

Hawke and Anders stood rooted to the spot, thunderstruck, before Hawke blabbered, “You-how did-I absolutely did not—”

Isabela shook her head, explaining, “It’s the ponytail, love. You always ruffle it up when the two of you go about exploring each other’s tonsils. It’s rather endearing, really.”

Anders, reflexively tying it back it in place, protested, “You have absolutely no right—”

“Not when my money’s on the line, Sparkles,” Isabela said, glancing over at Varric and counting one silver out from two in her hand. “There you go. One for partial credit.”

“You’re much too generous,” the dwarf said, adding it the pile of coins besides his cards. “But she’s got a point, Hawke, that move is getting rather predictable.”

“It’s also getting increasingly pointless,” Isabela said, dealing out new hands for the two of them. “You’ll wake up half the neighbourhood if Hawke’s kissing gets any louder and wet—”

“Isabela!”

-

@dadrunkwriting

#f!hawke/anders #juniper hawke #anders #varric #isabela #dragon age #dragon age ii #ao3 #prompt fic #fanfic #athenril-of-kirkwall #luzial #dadrunkwriting #da drunk writing circle

[akisazame]

For end of year book asks! 4, 11, 24

24 answered here

4. Did you discover any new authors that you love this year?

I mean... Lev Grossman. but like, here’s the thing about it: I read The Magicians books before I watched the show, deliberately, because I wanted to read the first version first and see what was changed, and I loved being able to see what the TV show took and what it didn’t but also by the time I got to The Magician’s Land I was just SO SUPER READY to move on to the TV show, so with that book in particular and honestly overall, I don’t think I appreciated the books enough while I was reading them. now, digging into the fandom and rereading book quotes and seeing the thoughtfulness with which Lev approaches writing as a craft and his genre-savviness, I realize there was a lot more going on with the books than I gave them credit for. I’m really itching to give them a reread, but my TBR is approximately 800 million books long so that might be a project for like... 2025.

11. What was your favorite book that has been out for a while, but you just now read?

THE SECRET HISTORY THE SECRET HISTORY THE SECRET HISTORY. I absolutely devoured the book over a weekend because I felt like I couldn’t continue living on this earth unless I found out what happened next. I’m such an unrepentant slut for unreliable narrators and people who are just fully the worst to one another but they’re Bound Together By Circumstances And Secrets and just. ugh. a truly perfect book imo.

(end-of-year book asks)

#book meme #luzial

[thevikingwoman]

Catching Up

tagged by @a-shakespearean-in-paris, thanks Shakes! 

Top ships - this I will pull out of my hat right now:

Solavellan (but actually Solas/ anyone)

f!Shepard/Garrus

Spuffy

Agnieszka/Sarkan (uprooted)  

Last Song: a Pi “rap” song on youtube baby-viking wanted to hear? Also whatever is on the Peleton ride I did this morning. 

Currently reading: Short break on fiction, still making my way through some non-fiction ADHD and dyslexia books, skimming mostly. I recently read The Expanse book 1 (Leviathan Wakes I think?), after having watched the show season 4-6. I’ll probably pick up the next one soon. I also think romance writer Nalini Singh has a new book out soon I pre-ordered. 

Also reading @sinsbymanka via her Patreon :)

Last Movie: Encanto. I cried.

Currently Watching: Beforeigners with Mr. Viking, we agreed on trying Gay Pirates next. Top Chef Junior S2 with the family.

Currently playing: Mass Effect Legendary Edition. Middle of ME2. 

Tagging: @galadrieljones @wrenbee @buttsonthebeach @ma-sulevin @ladylike-foxes @luzial @wickedwitchofthewilds @redinkofshame @keturagh @idrelle @bearlytolerant @beaubashley @allaganexarch

#about me #catchup

[baejax-the-great]

Zevran & Alistair, “Did you just bite me?!”

A little Zevran x Tabris, a little Alistair being cranky. @dadrunkwriting

~

It had been tense all morning, though Darrian found himself too sleepy to really listen to the conversation until Alistair yelped. He pulled his knee to his chest, hopping on one foot. “Did you just bite me?” he accused.

Zevran raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. “Of course not. What sort of man bites another?”

Zevran, just this morning, Darrian thought idly as they made their way through the brush, fingering the resulting bruise at his neck. It was the reason he hadn’t gotten enough sleep. Might be the reason Alistair hadn’t gotten enough sleep, come to think of it.

“That’s strange,” Alistair grumbled in his lowest voice, “I could have sworn something just bit my ankle, and no one else in our party could reach that low.” He let go of his knee and strode off toward the front with a huff.

“Oh, ho ho, you did not just call me short, you enormous, gigantic, humungous—”

“Zevran,” Darrian cut in. Zevran lowered the throwing knife he’d been brandishing at Alistair’s back. “I give you permission to assassinate us both after the Blight. But for now, we need our mobile battering ram stab-wound free.”

Up ahead, Alistair made a far more convincing cry than his earlier yelp, and it was followed by a lot of crashing and the crack of Wynne’s stone fist hitting… something.

“You were saying?” Zevran asked before they both ran into a battle already started.

#zevran #alistair #zevran x warden #zevran x tabris #tabris #ficlet #my writing #luzial