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[queenaeducan-writes]

Var Shiral'vhen - Chapter 22: To Choose Courage

Non-binary Lavellan/Solas. Rated M. Chapter Summary: With the Breach sealed, the Inquisition turns its thoughts to the future. Ian musters the courage to attempt something he has never attempted before.

“Lethallen,” Solas offers the greeting with an incline of his head. “Have you come seeking solitude, or are you enjoying the party?”

“I–um.” Ian looks back over his shoulder as he crests the little hill, pausing before he lifts his hand to the door’s latch. “Both, I suppose. I–someone suggested I fetch my fiddle, and it seemed–I thought it might be nice. It seems a good night to play.”

Solas nods, though his smile feels distant when he offers a reply, “Played in the name of celebration it will sound all the sweeter. It always does.”

Ian purses his lips, questions locked in the press of his tongue to his teeth as he pushes open the door, tapping his heels free of slush before crossing the threshold. He doesn’t remain long, needing nothing more from this space than the retrieval of the tattered fiddle case. Rather than sling it across his shoulder, he tucks it beneath one arm as he exits, careful to latch the door behind him in his wake.

He doesn’t move to leave, pausing in the shadows of the awning as he looks to Solas. “Are you in search of solitude, then?” he wonders. “That you–that you linger so far from those who would celebrate your achievement, today?”

It is not often Solas could be described as hesitant, but he delays now in his answer, his words coming slowly and with a small shake of his head. “Not solitude. Meditation, perhaps. The evening invites reflection as much as it does revelry.”

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[jb-nonsense]

"You still have to sleep sometimes." "With you here, Like this? I'd rather stay awake."

[polyamarhousgarden]

Behold, my five different s/is and if you see a masc one, you aren't wrong that is a masc s/i there

Fun fact but only a few of them are up to date iugdfidsugf

Dragon Age: Origins - Paraluman Surana, Azarino, Mage of Kinloch Hold, marries Alistair, becomes Arlessa of Amaranthine and eventually starts and succeeds in a coup against Anora

Dragon Age: Exodus/Dragon Age 2 - Benedicta Alejandra Hawke y Amell - Azarino, Apostate Mage who is Fenris and Anders' life partner, they have three children and at the end of DAE, the three runs away to start a small farm and just live with no more ties to the rest of Thedas until Inquisition

Dragon Age: Inquisition - Dalisay Kato Bagwisan, Member of House Bagwisan of the Fallen Houses, the Herald of Andraste, was taken and suffered religious trauma from Andrastianism and is at a deeply neutral point of belief in faith and spirituality. Marries Cullen and has five children with him and tries to avoid Inquisition matters until Veilguard.

Dragon Age: Inquisition - Atubang Mahalina Kato Bagwisan, Heir of House Bagwisan of the Fallen Houses, advisor to his mother, Hara Luwalhati, and The Inquisitor,. A widower and single father of two, he eventually courts and marries Cassandra Pentaghast and eventually has two other children with her. He dissolves the Inquisition and by Veilguard he is now the Rajah

Dragon Age: Veilguard - Himagsikan Kato Magsumakit, formerly Dayang Marikit Kato Magsumakit, the exiled and disgraced scion of House Magsumakit, they are a widow who is basically mirroring their abusive father's behaviour to survive but eventually they start returning to the softer part of them that only their great-grandfather saw. They marry Emmrich and have three living children and one skeleton son, Manfred.

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[immortalmuses]

[callmegaith]

power couple😏⚔️

[goldennug]

Happy Friday and welcome to DADWC! I'm curious about August and Carver Hawke, if it fits them then how about "next time, warn me when you pull a stunt like that. i want to be with you."?

hi and thank you so much! this fits them very neatly.

rated: teens and up / 500 words / @dadrunkwriting

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Carver shouldn't be even mildly surprised by anything the bloody tosser does anymore.

Furthermore he shouldn't even care. So what if the prick gets himself killed by doing some elaborate mad stunt in the middle of the battle to save Carver's life? Carver can take care of himself. He's been a Grey Warden for three years now and he didn't ask for a saviour. He has finally made something of himself. He is a Hawke. He knows how to rip and tear and bite. He knows how to gracefully accept death that is coming for him.

He would have handled it. He could have handled the stupid ogre.

He didn't need his help.

He tosses his helmet to the ground and kicks it for good measure. Some of the senior Wardens shake their heads and exchange glances with each other, but he doesn't care. He’s stomping towards the tent August is sitting in front of, nursing two broken ribs and a fractured wrist.

August sees him approach and he mutters something to the healer, who nods and takes his leave, eyeing Carver warily under his thick brows.

For a moment he and August just stare at each other. Then Carver scowls, and August quirks his eyebrow.

“You're a fucking wanker,” says Carver eventually, and August throws him a tired grin. There is dried blood on his lips, and Carver scowls harder.

“Am I?” August asks. “Here I thought that was you.”

Maker, Carver has probably never met anyone as infuriating as this man.

“You think you're funny, do you?”

August sighs and looks away. “Look…” he starts.

Carver waits. He feels like there are insects under his skin; they're making him itch all over and unable to stay still.

“I'm not going to tell you I’m sorry for doing it,” August continues. The sincerity of his next words bleeds through. “I will never be sorry for taking a blow for you if it means you're alright.” 

Carver smiles a little. It's shakier than he means it to be. For a moment he wonders what would happen if he admitted to August that he was scared during that moment. He still is – all the fucking time he is scared.

“I know,” he mutters, scratching the back of his sweat-damp neck.

August rises to his feet. “I'm going to kiss you now,” he says slowly, and Carver sighs long-sufferingly, but is kind enough to bend down for August to be able to reach his lips.

They kiss for a long time and it’s gentler than usual. Usually it’s all teeth and tongue and bruises. But not today with certain things too raw and close to their chests.

“Next,” Carver mumbles against August’s dry mouth, “warn me when you pull a stunt like that, you tosser.”

August laughs breathlessly and kisses him harder.

I don’t want to be without you, Carver thinks a little hopelessly. He’s not brave enough to say it aloud yet.

But soon, he hopes. When he's not scared anymore.

[lothrilzul]

The unrelenting force and the unmovable item

AKA Fenris and Anders together. Because these two pieces were always meant to be viewed together.

[farkledagain]

Design ideas for my new Dragon Age protag. Wanted her to visually harken back to my Warden.

[meganmoonlight]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Dragon Age - All Media Types, Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age: Origins Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Zevran Arainai & Warden's Mabari, Leliana & Mabari (Dragon Age), Zevran Arainai & Leliana Characters: Warden's Mabari (Dragon Age), Mabari (Dragon Age), Leliana (Dragon Age), Zevran Arainai Additional Tags: Friendship, Mabari, Pets, Short & Sweet, Adorable Series: Part 4 of 30 Days of Dragon Age Writing Challenge Summary:

The Warden's mabari, Woofle, stays behind with Zevran and Leliana in the camp, while the Warden travels to the Frostback Mountains.

Written for Day 4 for my *30 Days of Dragon Age Writing Challenge*

[specterthief]

david gaider isn't even writing dragon age anymore and he's publicly beefing with people on twitter over it if anyone's wondering

[stuffeddrawer]

Masterlist

(All NSFW posts will have a chili (🌶️) next to it)

F E R A L: Call of Duty: Modern Warfare / Ongoing Series 🌶️(Pt 1) (Pt 2) (Pt 3)

You're a loner: Call of Duty: Modern Warfare / One Shot

You're burnt out - the boys are here: Call of Duty: Modern Warfare / Headcanon

Ghost has a Staring Problem: Call of Duty: Modern Warfare / Mini Blurb/Headcanon 🌶️

Price the "Old Man": Call of Duty: Modern Warfare / Mini Blurb/Headcanon 🌶️

Gaz is Too Pretty: Call of Duty: Modern Warfare / Mini Blurb/Headcanon

The Boys Taking Care of You: Call of Duty: Modern Warfare / Headcanon

I Didn't Ask For This: Dragon age / One Shot

Love is Stored in the Magic Ring: Dragon Age / One Shot

Ghost Doesn't Smoke: Call of Duty: Modern Warfare / Headcanon

TF141 Knits: Call of Duty: Modern Warfare / Headcanon

[queenaeducan-writes]

Var Shiral'vhen - Chapter 23: Da'harillen

Non-binary Lavellan/Solas. Rated M. Chapter Summary: Still reeling from the reckoning of Ian's affections for him, now realized, Solas finds himself mired in a conflict he began at the dawn of his awakening. Content warning for disassociation.

The world is hollow.

The world is full.

Bursting with color and absent of light as Ian's mouth crashes against his.

Blood rushes in his ears, the violent hammering of his heart beating down his defenses. Heat borne not of magic flares inside him as his heart rebels against his head. Yearning he has not known in ages is torn from him by loving lips. Lips whose shape he has come to know in moments of weakness, when the light is low and Ian addresses the space between them. A space now sundered forever, spoiled by the revelation that it can be bridged.

For a moment, time flows as it did Before. It splits into the infinite, collected into a pocket of the world that none but they can touch.

And that is all that is familiar.

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[jb-nonsense]

In a fight They're lethal

Around each other they melt

[katepeoart]

woof it's been a rough few months. have a sad Kiwi

[immortalmuses]

it needs to be said that i like large chonky men with soft bellies and arms the size of my head

[callmegaith]

some more of those two sillies I LOVE THEM!