#tejaswrites

[ohmypawsandwhiskers]

Last Word Game

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew!!!) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you like). Thank you so much for the tag, @askweisswolf 🥰

“If past habits are any indication, I am more concerned that in an effort to remain distracted and distanced from current events, she will overtrain and injure herself. At this point, she’s more of a danger to herself than the squad.”

As always, it’s from the next chapter to Of Devils and Monsters 🙈

Tagging (ain’t no way I’m doing as many tags as words): @molliehaswords @levmada @killerpillar @topaz-carbuncle @the-rebel-archivist @tejaswrites @serenpedac and anyone else that would like to do this! I know I have some new mutuals, so if you would like a tag in future writing games, just send me a message :)

[perlen-gold]

WIP Ask Game

😅 🥰  Thank you so much @cleverblackcat for tagging me!

Due to the two jobs and immense stress of work I’ve had to overcome since September I’m quite low on WIPs or writing in general so I don’t have to show a lot of things for this 😅 

Rules: reveal the titles of the documents in your WIP folder and tag as many people as there are documents. Let others ask questions about the ones that interest them and post snippets or explain the contents as you see fit!  

I only started writing fanfiction about three years ago and solely for Dragon Age (fenhawke) and everything else I’d ever written before that was in my first language and either poetry or my original work, namely the novel I’ve started writing when I was 17. After almost 17 years since then, of course, I’m still working on it. 😁 

DRAGON AGE (all m!fenhawke)

Pyre  This is an actually finished fenhawke piece which I stll consider WIP as it’s in dire need of revising XD 

Ablaze

An Incense of Blue and Gold

ORIGINAL WORK

Salim  A novel or rather an entwicklungsroman (novel of personal development)  set in Ancient Egypt and Persia.

Yup, that’s it 😅

🌺 Please, feel free to take part in this game if you feel like it :D 

Tagging @aidanthecryptid @kourvo (perhaps the game also works for drawings :D) @rakshadow @bluewren @roguelioness @tejaswrites @barbex and @ aodhfin-o-conaill 

[ineedmyknightcommander]

Also going to throw in several recommendations, a couple of my own fics and fics written by others! Mine:

Duty: a Loghain-centric character study presented as a series of vignettes, tracing his journey from before the Rebellion to the events of Inquisition. (The last two chapters cover the events from the Blight onwards if you want to skip ahead to those!) [~6k, rated M]

The Point of No Return: A Loghain/Hawke fic set during the events of Here Lies the Abyss, which (among other things), digs into the parallels between Loghain and a red Hawke who sided with the Templars. [~2k, rated T.]

By others:

All The Words Meaning So Much More by tejaswrites: a beautiful fic exploring how Hawke and Loghain even got acquainted in the first place, and their subsequent bonding over their similarities. [~2k, rated T.]

look, the cup of my pain is already poured out by congratsyouvegrownasoul: an absolutely gorgeous fic set from Fiona's POV during DAI where she and Loghain talk about their regrets without explicitly... mentioning them... (because there are so many parallels between the two of them that people don't talk about enough and this fic just. handles it SO well. [~2k, rated T.]

Wooden Swords by missjlh: a tender scene between Kieran and Loghain at Skyhold, as Loghain reflects on his past and readies himself for his future. [1k, rated G.]

Does anyone have fic recs that involve a warden!Loghain?

I am finally doing a playthrough where I recruit him and I realize I've literally never read a fic that included him.

Preferably set during DAO, but any type of warden is fine!

[tejaswrites]

Stunning artwork by the amazing fish_tobio of my Persephone Hawke and Knight-Captain Rylen !

Little did they know, they perfectly captured a scene from an upcoming chapter of One for Sorrow. It’s one of my favorites scenes and the art goes together with it so perfectly. And because I’m in need of a little joy this week, here it is!

When they were together, time lost all meaning. Whether minutes had passed or hours, Persephone rarely knew. All she cared about was how everything seemed to come down to the feeling she had when she was wrapped in him. 

Tonight had been no different as they lay intertwined together in the afterglow, and Persephone listened to the gentle beating of Rylen’s heart. She spread her fingers wide, flattening her palm against his chest as it unfalteringly pulsed beneath her. It was such an odd thing: the beating of a heart. The very lifeblood of another, steady and sure, thrumming in an unending rhythm.

It was extraordinary what a heart could bear. Joys and pain, happiness and sorrow. No matter what it had seen, how much it had borne, still it continued on as sure as the sun would rise tomorrow. She’d often wondered if hers even worked after all that she’d endured and all the sorrow she’d wrought; if there was even a space, hidden away in its deep recesses, that still had the capacity to be filled so completely by another.

She breathed him in, marveling at how he still smelled of the warmth of summer, even here in the Frostbacks. His scent that of Justinian in full bloom; of orange blossoms and fresh ginger; of lemons and the ground beneath her after a mild rain.

He let out a soft sigh as he shifted and his arm tightened around her—arms that were a safeguard from the world beyond their bed and beyond this room…the world she didn’t have to acknowledge as long as she was here with him.

The reality of how temporary this really was surfaced in the back of her mind. Her chest contracted and the sensation that had been blossoming deep inside shifted to uncomfortable. Unbearingly so. It hurt, this ridiculous lump that had lodged itself in there. It was too much.

She sat up and slid to the edge of the bed, a thousand tiny needle pricks behind her eyes as she fought to get whatever was happening inside of her under control.

Oh gods.

Then his arms slid around her and he pressed his lips to her back, and simply held her. His quiet presence—steady and unyielding—calmed whatever unease had risen within her and it was then that she knew…yet even as the words threatened to burst from within her, she couldn’t give voice to them. They were new and wholly unfamiliar and Persephone was utterly terrified.

“I’m scared,” she whispered into the darkness instead. It was both a confession and an offering of a piece of her soul.

“I know.” Those simple words told her everything. He always did. He’d always known her better than she knew herself and he always gave her exactly what she needed.

To the outside world he may be no more than a good soldier. Straightforward and practical, solid and reliable. The one you wanted around to get things done. Yet here…here in the quiet intimacy they’d created together, away from prying eyes and wagging tongues, she saw him for who he truly was. A man who could be both hard and soft, gentle and strong, and be all the more extraordinary for it. Her man.

“What do we…how does…” she trailed off, the words lost to the upheaval inside her. She twisted in his arms as the need to see him, to look him in the eye, overwhelmed her. The barest hint of moonlight reflected in them and what she saw there was certain, as steady as the mountain beneath her, unyielding against her chaos. 

He lowered his forehead to hers and simply breathed. When the storm within her finally calmed, he murmured, “Just like this.”

Find more of Persephone & Rylen here.

[athrasil-archive]

Commission for @tejaswrites of Knight-Captain Rylen ♡

Griffon Wing Keep isn’t going to guard by itself, you know.

[commandermorgan]

Commission for @tejaswrites - Persephone Hawke and Knight-Captain Rylen enjoying a little oasis picnic.

[saltlordofold]

Commission of Persephone Hawke and Knight Captain Rylen for @tejaswrites

[Art] - [Commissions] - [Kofi]

[vargonautic]

Yet another giveaway portrait! This one of @tejaswrites‘ Persephone! :D <3

[celticbotanart]

Another commission for @tejaswrites here on tumblr, of her Dragon Age 2 OC, Persephone Hawke, to make her Maxton Trevelyan some company. Thank you so much again! <3

COMMISSION INFO! | YOUTUBE | GUMROAD | SOCIETY6 | KO-FI | INSTA | FB | TWITTER

[roguelioness]

wip ask game

Tagged by @lyriumsings and @harumeau - thank you so much ♥

Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have wips. (You can make your own post or reblog this one!) I have deemed that this isn’t just for writing either. Sketch titles? Comics? DnD campaigns? If you have an unfinished project, it counts!!

I have no art, only writing, and it’s all a mess lol.

- Altered Chronology (DA) - Uprooted (DA) - South of the border (DA) - A Rogue’s Finesse (DA) - Mummy AU (DA) - Qiqi smut (Wayfarer) - Fighting (Wayfarer) - Shoes (Wayfarer)

Tagging @thevikingwoman, @cleverblackcat, @perlen-gold, @tejaswrites, @rakshadow, @bluewren, @darethshirl, @noire-pandora, @astraphone, @ilmhist, @coldshrugs, @ejunkiet, @serenpedac (and open tag to everyone)

[perlen-gold]

I was tagged for this some time ago, so I’m spreading the joy now 😊

tagging the wonderful @cleverblackcat, @aidanthecryptid, @kourvo, @rakshadow, @transfenris-truther, @lethendralis-paints​​, @bluewren​, @tejaswrites​, @roguelioness​ and @barbex​ for I just recently read a gripping fic by her. All fun, no pressure, my friends! 💗

(not really six sentences, but hey, I tried 😅)

Hawke carried a voice like no other Fenris had ever heard. Its sound was pure and deep as an underground running water, beady and tart like limes. It was capricious as the bird flies and spirals, and throaty-bright as the contrabass’ string leaps to vibrate.

When their arms came around each other in the shelter of half-lights and candle-darkness, when Hawke’s skin sought to brush, then, later, press close to his, the tenderness of Hawke’s hands, his body, well-nigh, quintessentically scared Fenris, like a sharp blade through his chest.

A careful, precise pursuit in them had Hawke’s fingers with which he touched him, as starlight dabs into moon-lit water. Hesitating, sometimes, yes, yet wavering never. Theirs was a tenderness and openness Fenris could hardly believe. There was no deceit in them.

Golden mischief, purling as a gilt-glinting river, and brassiness and temerity and roguery there was. But he wore his magic and cynism and his blades in the open.

(Excerpt from ‘Pyre’)

[redactedshapes]

sketch for @tejaswrites of Rylen!

(sorry I forgot top upload it sooner oopsies)

[tejaswrites]

A Tender Caress

For @14daysdalovers!

Pairing: Persephone Hawke x Knight-Captain Rylen Summary:��Kirkwall, 9:38 Persephone considers her growing feelings for a certain templar. Rating: Teen / Word count: 479 Also available on AO3

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Moonlight streamed through the open balcony doors as curtains rippled in the warm summer breeze. Persephone pressed her palm against Rylen’s, studying it in what pale light reached them. His hands were tempered by use, the calluses formed over years of working with his hands.

A Templar and a soldier. One of the first to arrive and one of the first to go out into the destruction of Kirkwall. He hadn’t been afraid to get his hands dirty then and he wasn’t now, all these months later, as he’d stayed to do what he could for the city. Her city.

Some would say it was part of the job for a Templar after the explosion, but it was more than that and it gave her feelings she had no right to entertain when it came to him. Even though there couldn’t be anything more for them, she would always remember how of himself much he’d given.

To Kirkwall, and to her.

“What are you thinking?” he asked, breaking the silence.

Her eyes darted to his, the blue piercing even in the darkness. She dropped her hand from his, tucking her arm between them. “About your hands.”

His brow furrowed as he too dropped his hand to run his thumb over her cheek and along her jaw. The roughness of his calloused thumb was like an electric shock down her spine. “My hands?”

“Mhmm.” She turned her face to press a kiss to his palm. “I find them fascinating.”

“Do you now?”

She smiled. “You know I do, Templar.”

“Maybe I just like to hear you say it.”

She wrapped a hand around his wrist and leaned her face into his hand once more. A flutter of butterfly wings erupted in her chest and the words caught in her throat as she gazed back at him. The truth of how he made her feel would stay buried deep inside, butterflies or not. Better to bring them back to the safe territory of the surface level...relationship they had.

It was a relationship, was it not? He’d spent most nights in her bed and she’d stopped seeing anyone else. At his request. When had Persephone ever cared what the men in her bed wanted?

He’s not like the other men, a tiny voice at the back of her head reminded her, but she squashed it down. She squashed the butterflies that danced around her heart for good measure. Going soft now wouldn’t benefit either of them. What they had was physical, it was all it could be.

“And perhaps I need a reminder of exactly how talented they are.”

A melancholy descended over them and the smile he gave her didn’t quite reach his eyes. He gave her cheek a tender caress before gripping her wrists, lifting them over her head as he rolled over her. “As you wish, a leannan.”

[serenpedac]

Six Sentence Sunday

Thank you for the tag @cleverblackcat! I’m kind of cheating here and counting each dialogue line as one sentence. It takes place right before Neria leaves on her quest to find the Cure.

“We could get married,” Alistair said and at Neria's stunned silence, he continued, “It's this thing people do where they promise to love each other, even when they get old and wrinkly or when other person snores.” “I do not-- Regardless of that, we are Wardens.” “Wardens. Right, how could I forget? No marrying and always wear a pointy hat on Tuesdays.” A comment about unwritten rules and duty waited on the tip of her tongue, but those unwritten rules, they'd broken time and again, and duty... Duty she had abandoned the moment she'd started her search for the Cure.

Tagging: @ejunkiet @ammocharis @winterwolfwitch @evilbunnyking @tejaswrites

[shepofshipsart]

Persephone & Rylen: stages.

[girlandgeese]

Knight Captain Rylen for @tejaswrites ⚔️