#aveline x isabela

[witsserviceablesubstitute]

Fenris and Anders dynamic is best when it's not taken too seriously. It wasn't thought through well at all (something the devs have admitted to) and so building it into an all defining characterization for either of them engenders mischaracterizations. In my headcanon Fenris and Anders use each other as a whipping post to lance their wounds and it's something they'll eventually grow past. I personally like how honest they are with each other sometimes, neither feel like they need to sand down their edges with the other and it can lead to these hauntingly sincere moments.

A romantic relationship between them during DA2's timeline, though, has only two extremes from my interpretation. I could see them sleeping together with no forethought, a release of tension (as Fenris does do with a rival mage Hawke), and then that spiralling into a very tumultuous romance. If I'm remembering right these are characters who say things like 'there's no place you could go where I wouldn't follow' and 'I'll drown the world in blood to keep you safe'. All that intensity turned on each other... They're two sides of the same coin and both sides are blinkered and passionate. At their best they'd join forces and work through their issues to become this badass force of nature with a singular purpose— tearing down systems of oppression together. At their worst they could destroy Thedas and each other. I can appreciate how epic that potential story would be but I can also understand wanting both characters to find more peace than they're likely to find in each other.

No, my DA2 enemies-to-lovers ship is Aveline and Isabela. It wouldn't work and it's not epic but it is hot.

[illusivesoul]

Dont let your Donnic stop you from finding your Isabela

[wadebox]

replaying da2 be like

[privatebooth]

I know that a lot more people (than it may seem) agree that Fenris is not at all against PDA.

He is free, he has the love that he's been denying himself for years, and he's not going to be shy about enjoying it.

Perhaps it is one of their first group gatherings as an established couple? And maybe Isabela challenged one of them to something? Or maybe she and Varric had some bet concerning their friends?

Anyway, it seems to have become a sort of celebration of their settled romance and everyone is cheering for them except for Anders. sorry, dude

Merrill is totally into romantic stuff

guh, i love these guys so much!

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[julsera]

Happy women's day!! Yes, I am very gay.

[demigoddessqueens]

Dragon Age 2, between Acts 1 and 2. Mage!Hawke, Fenris, Varric, Aveline + whoever else you would like to include. FenHawke being the main focus:

Hawke faints while they’re all walking through Kirkwall, surprising everyone, eventually they find out Hawke has been starving themselves to make sure their family has enough to eat… I headcannon that magic and spellcasting consume a lot of the bodies natural resources, so mages need to consume more calories, hence why they like bread and cheese so much

Thank you for your request! and for the follow 😄

Masterlist 10

Fenris - he’s freaked out when Hawke/you collapse!! Rushes immediately to your aid. Once you/Hawke reveal to him what curtailed your fainting spell, be prepared for the lecture of a lifetime. Fenris sympathizes with your efforts, but is frustrated with your stubbornness given how he feels about you.

Varric - he would be entirely concerned for your/Hawke’s well-being, telling you you’re no good for your family (or him) if you’re half-starved. Saying all this while he’s preparing a whole homemade feast for you

Aveline - she would also lovingly chastise you/Hawke for not letting her know, but also demands you rest while she tends to you

Bonus character(s):

Isabella - tries to make a slight joke out of it, “hey stay with me, can’t you have you fainting on me now while we have each other..”, demands Varric and/or the rest pitch in to help you

Anders - gives Fenris and everyone else a run for their money in freaking out over you, holding you in his arms as he scrounges Varric’s tavern or the kitchens for whatever you need

[panahedvn]

here is my headcanon for the DA2 polycule for the 0 people who asked

[scarfacemarston]

saw your post saying that you want ideas for Fenris, so here's my 5 cents;

You know the romance ending for Fenris? Whenever I see it and I hear Varric say "a hero was born" for some reason that makes me think that it is giving us the idea that Fenris has become a dad, soooooo, any thoughts on Fenris as a dad?

Have a good day/night

Hey! I LOVE that idea. Seriously, that is so heartwarming to think of. It's been months since I've written hc and I've never written for Fenris before, but I hope you like it! I have bonus hc's from the crew below the cut. Background: Despite being together for over several years since Act 3 and the fact that they might as well have been married, Varric and crew still found themselves surprised to hear that Fenris and Hawke were pregnant/adopting. "Broody with a Broody Jr on the way? I knew it'd happen at some point; you owe me 50 coppers, Rivani."

If pregnant - Hawke was initially worried Fenris would leave them because of their first night together, but he had proven himself loyal to a fault numerous times, the thought thankfully disrupted quickly.

Fenris is the worrying warrior until after the baby is born, or if adopting, til they bring them home.  His mind is always going a mile a minute risk calculation and problem-solving for things that haven't yet happened. Hawke has to get him to snap out of it. He's extremely attentive partially because he tries to think about any possible situation and discomfort and how to avoid it. If Hawke is pregnant, he's ready, whether through ginger tea, soothing balms, hot towels, massages, craving outings, you name it.

It's not original, but the baby would definitely be named Bethany, Leandra, or Malcolm if it's a son. With adoption, he feels a little more in control. (I love the idea of Fenris having a daughter, so that's what I'm using her. Feel free to hc differently!)

The baby loves his voice. Adores it. She perks up whenever Fenris speaks, even if it's the quietest of murmurs or humming. Fenris would talk to the baby if his partner is pregnant, calming her down, especially if she starts kicking.  

He doesn't mind getting up in the middle of the night to take care of her. He's lived on such little sleep before, but this was something worth it. He sometimes likes the quiet to reflect on his new life and gaze at the miracle in his arms.

Fenris has to be reminded to put her down sometimes so Hawke can hold her ---then Hawke has to be reminded to put down the baby so they can get work done.

Definitely lots of story time together and time spent reading books together. 

He wants his child to be curious about the world and not be afraid to question why things are the way they are. He encourages her to ask difficult questions, even if it's something he doesn't always want to answer. He will try to answer in an age-appropriate manner anyhow.

Incredibly protective. He never thought he'd have a family, and now he has someone who depends on him more than anything. He is never far from her; if he can't chase after them, she's in a playpen where he can keep watch. However, he also tells himself that falling and making mistakes is okay. Scratched knees or messes are to be expected. Fenris becomes very good at toeing the line between being protective and allowing her to pick herself up and figure out solutions "by herself." (Of course, he'll still be there to kiss it better or give her a boost.)

He and Hawke agree that they'd rather gift her love and time than gifts.

Somehow, Fenris has ended up with an extra Malbari, 2 cats, and a goat as pets.

He teaches her a lot of skills, Lots of nature excursions, and teaches her things like navigation, plant identification, starting a fire, and helping her learn a language. 

He and Hawke agree to teach her self-defense once she's old enough. He's a firm & thorough but patient teacher.

He and Hawke believe she should do whatever she pleases with her body. Does she want long-flowing hair? He'll show off his braiding skills. Does she want chopped hair like FemHawke? Done. 

If she turns out to be a mage, Fenris would accept it. He would know that was a possibility whether she was biologically theirs - because of Hawke's mage line or, if adopted, that it is a randomized gene. He would be lying if he didn't think their lives would be easier if she wasn't a mage - but that is because he is worried for her and the current politics - not so much because of his past treatment of mages. It would take him a little time to process it, but he would love her just the same……….he only hopes that Hawke or one of their friends can help with the magic because turning the floor into an ice rink or the smell of burnt hair can only be tolerated for so long.

Bonus:

The Hawke crew isn't always around, but I like to hear them stay in touch and visit. Maybe they still travel together. I hated the idea of them breaking up.

Varric has most definitely written a few adventures with her in mind - one being a talking animal version of Hawke's adventures. Another about griffons and another about malbari adventurers.

Merrill brings the sweetest gifts and loves telling stories and taking her foraging. Flower crowns are a must.

Isabela develops a liking for stuffed plushies. It started with a stuffed parrot, and before they knew it, the bed was crowded with stuff like Malbari, parrots, griffon, cats, and whatever she could find. Isabela also gives her her first pirate sword. Baby Hawke loves her jewelry.

Aveline - mage or not - offers to train her in combat. Of course, Hawke laughs and says, "She's a baby. I think she's fine for now." She'd offer to babysit - Hawke having a child really has her curious about starting her own family with Donnic when they can find the time. Donnic makes her a set of cards so she can "play" diamondback with them.

Anders offers medical care if he is around and also offers to tutor her in magic - but I think we all know what Fenris' thoughts on that would be. Still, Fenris would begrudgingly be thankful for any care he provided.

[divinekangaroo]

I attempted to replay DAII a few weeks back for the pleasure/refresher of the story and the character arcs but just couldn’t bring myself to do it. Have lost lots of capacity to enjoy game mechanics which extend length of time to engage w story and notwithstanding the dialogue is quite excellent (in a game context) it’s clunky for, say, a story, and the physical/visual staging in character interactions is v dated. (Key Settings are pretty decent for symbolism tho)

and that’s when I realised the first time ever why sometimes fans *do* get interested enough to write full novelisations of a thing.

[glwritesff]

I know I’m never around anymore but I had this amazing thought. Baldur’s Gate 3’s Karlach and Shadowheart, Dragon Age 2’s Isabela and Aveline, and Critical Role Campaign 2’s Jester and Yasha all somehow having one of those chicken fights in the pool. Smols on swoles’ shoulders. I can see it so vividly. Idk how they end up there since obviously Karlach could evaporate the pool but it’s a hilarious and wholesome image regardless. Whether it’s a romantic ship thing or platonic, it’s so damn amusing to me. If I find time I’ll do a fanfic for it but otherwise I throw it to the hands of others to enjoy.

[sulky-valkyrie]

Hey Val!! Challenge time! “Yeah, that’s my partner over there. Oh, and right there is my other partner. I am so lucky to have them, actually.” for Zevran, Isabela, and Fenris?

I didn't use the prompt dialogue exactly, but I hope you'll forgive me <3 for @dadrunkwriting

Someone was pounding on the mansion door.  “Fenris!”  The echo and the distance made it impossible to recognize the voice over the throbbing of his head. 

He groaned and pulled the pillow over his ears.  It didn’t help.  Wine hangovers could be bad enough, but Antivan port was a whole new world of pain.  A hand caressed his back.  “Oh, sweetie, you really overdid it last night.”

“You’ve made a deal with a demon,” Fenris grumbled.  “That’s the only explanation why you’re upright.”

Bela chuckled softly as she stroked his hair, and even that hurt.  Or maybe it was the continued banging on the door.  “Should I go get rid of Hawke?”

“How do you know it’s him?”

“Who else would it be?”

He rolled over and rubbed his temples.  “He normally just barges in.”

She picked up her shirt, sniffed it, made a face, then grabbed his tunic and pulled it over her head.  It barely covered her ass and looked far better on her than it ever had on him.  “True, but he saw us head out together last night; maybe he’s trying to be polite.” 

“Trying, perhaps, but failing.”

Bela snorted.  “It’s what he does best.”

“Trying?  Or failing?”

She laughed, making him wince, and padded out, bare feet blessedly soundless as Fenris carefully sat up.  He heard the front door creak open, and an exclamation of surprise, then Aveline’s voice wafted up toward the bedroom.

“Nuncio said he’s a murderer.  Hawke thought it was a load of nugshit, so he passed it off to the guard.  And why are you here, anyway?”

“For sex, naturally!  I believe you’re familiar with the concept - Maker, I hope you are.  Married three years and he better be cupping your Joining, if you know what I mean.”

“Why is it always sex with you?” Their voices were getting closer.

“What else would it be?  I just told you that’s why I’m here.  And why Fenris isn’t going anywhere today.”  

His leggings were within reach, but putting them on felt like too much work, especially considering the roiling chaos in his belly.  “What, did you tie him up?”

“Hardly.  Someone learned that he can’t drink Antivan port the same way he drinks wine, and by the Maker, I’m going to get what I came here for.”

“This is serious, Isabela. This Zevran is a menace - I’ve heard about him before.  Tried to kill the Hero of Fereldan, for the Maker’s sake.”

The bed shifted behind Fenris and an arm snaked around his waist as a kiss was pressed to his hip.  “I did no such thing.  They didn’t have the title at the time.”

He smiled and reached back to ruffle Zevran’s hair.  “So who is this Nuncio?”

Zevran rolled over.  “Just another Crow, mi amor.  They come in flocks, you know.  This one believes strongly in delegation, but I suppose he’s decided I’ve killed enough of his House.”  He sighed.  “Such a waste.”  He slipped off the bed and started digging through the clothing that had been strewn about the room over the course of yesterday evening’s activities.  “I have something for that head of yours.”

Fenris snorted, then grimaced as he squeezed the back of his neck to try to ease the pain.  “Poison, I hope?”

“For you? No,” Zevran chuckled.  Bela and Aveline were arguing their way up the stairs, and Zevran pulled a dagger out nonchalantly.  “For our visitor?  Depends.”

He shook his head, then leaned on the table by the bed, breathing slowly through his nose, as a wave of dizziness and nausea hit him.  “Unlikely.”

The door banged open as Aveline barged in.  “The guard needs your help.”

“The guard can make an appointment,” he grumbled as he headed past her to the privy.

“Fine, this is the meeting to schedule the appointment,” Aveline snapped, catching his arm.  “The appointment to go find an Antivan Crow menacing my city.”

“Oh surely you can settle this amicably!”  Zevran exclaimed.  “A Crow can be a deadly beast, and a team not in full harmony will have a terrible time bringing one to his knees, even if he wants to be there.”

She let go of Fenris’ arm in surprise.  “Who the void are you?”  She blinked a few more times to try to adjust her eyes to the darkness of the far corner.  “And why are you naked?”

Bela laughed.  “I told you: for sex.  Also, congratulations on apprehending the suspect.”  She ruffled Aveline’s hair.  “However, we’re still using him.”

“Using and abusing!” Zevran said cheerfully as he slipped the dagger back into its sheath, so casually that it looked like he’d just happened to be holding it rather than readying to kill someone.  “Now, am I coming quietly or loudly?  And will you be taking me directly to Nuncio after that?”

Isabela frowned.  “Zev, you don’t -”

“Oh, mi amor, you’re so mistaken.  This was the point all along.”

Aveline sighed and pinched her nose.  “You’re lucky.”

“To have them?”  Zevran grinned.  “I thank the Maker for them every day.”

[anneapocalypse]

I love my emotionally repressed pirate not-gf.

[mass-effect-galaxy]

Dragon Age 2 - The Movie

This is the "Tale of the Champion" who came to Kirkwall as a poor refugee and rose to the rank of the Champion of Kirkwall - losing everything she had on that path.

[privatebooth]

Previously

I just want to gather more people from the gang, don't tell me that makes no sense.

Old friends getting back together after a few years of separation! Isn't it great? I think Merrill is telling Carver something nice, and he gets nostalgic about their past adventures.

Isabela is taking Fenris to Kirkwall on her own ship because... he needed to take some ship to get there. We killed Castillon, and Izzy didn't get it from him, but I'm sure she managed to get her hands on another one.

Perhaps Hawke payed her a visit in a dream and asked if she could lend her aid? Can't wrap my head around how mailing services work in Thedas. Best not to think about it. IT'S NOT IMPORTANT.

Fenris goes to Kirkwall! He followed Hawke's instructions, stopped seeing nightmares, and was able to sleep at night. He fully recovered and looks fine as ever but still worries about Hawke. Guess Isabela tries to reassure him, and he is grateful for her support. He really could use a friend in these times.

Carver, Merrill and Aveline wait for their ship to dock. Carver is restless, impatient to save his brother; Merrill is very excited about seeing more old friends back together (and about witnessing an uncommon mystical event); and Aveline is there because... she lives in Kirkwall and still considers Hawke and co her... family?

Anders is Maker knows where, Varric - you know he is currently stuck with the Inquisition, and Sebastian - idk, they said something about him invading Kirkwall, but I think pretty much everyone ignores him, so I'm gonna do the same. We weren't that close anyway.

Next

[nightblackrider]

Lothering płonie, gdy apostata Garrett Hawke wraz z matką i bratem przybywa do Kirkwall. Co spotka młodego maga w Mieście Łańcuchów? Miłość, przyjaźń, pocieszenie, a może droga przez mękę, gdy spróbuje chronić swoją rodzinę przed bezdomno��cią i głodem? Główne wątki z gry przeplatane są wieloma dodatkowymi wydarzeniami. – Konflikt braci Hawke z Gamlenem, – Carver wpatrzony w miodowe oczy Izabeli, – Garrett skupiony na obowiązkach nie szuka szczęścia, nie myśli o związkach i miłości… aż do czasu, gdy spotyka Fenrisa. Fanfiction w trakcie pisania, wszystko się może jeszcze zdarzyć.

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– Nie myśl sobie, że jestem całkiem bezduszny – Carver drżącą dłonią potarł spocone czoło. – Żal mi naszej siostry i dałbym wszystko, żeby żyła, tylko… to nie jest możliwe. Garrett, niektóre rzeczy są nieodwracalne i nawet jeśli jest nam ciężko, trzeba odpuścić. I iść dalej, iść tam gdzie jest lepiej i gdzie będzie można zacząć nowe życie.

– A gdzie jest takie miejsce?

– No, wiesz – Carver uśmiechnął się. – Dziadkowie byli obrzydliwie bogaci. A ich dom to podobno wspaniała rezydencja w Górnym Mieście w Kirkwall. To nie to, co nasza chata w Lothering. Wezmę kąpiel, a potem będę leżał w ogromnym łożu z baldachimem…

– W łożu z czym? – Garrett zakrztusił się śliną.

– Nie przerywaj! Z baldachimem bordowym, obszytym jakimiś… tfu falbanami. Na kolację zjem pieczoną dziczyznę, a nie tę pieprzoną owsiankę. Już nigdy nie będę musiał robić w polu ani jako żołnierz. W końcu rodzina matki to szlachta, a szlachta nie pracuje…

– Aha…

– Nie bądź taki smętny, czeka nas cudowne życie!

– Okey, Carver! – Garrett podniósł się z ziemi. – Już widać miasto, wstawaj, czas zejść do ładowni i zawołać resztę…

– Jak sobie życzysz, szefie! [...]