F!Brosca/any Getting over Leske
anonymous
November 29 2014, 20:48:12 UTC
The best way to get over someone is to get under someone else (in Dust Town), and Brosca has been disappointed by Leske so many times (that crack about his majesty's sceptre leaps to mind^^) that she's surprised that her LI on the surface is genuinely interested in her. Surprised but pleased :D
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+ Brosca is really kinky and her LI is surprised
+ maybe a little angst if she accidentally says Leske's name
M!Warden/Nathaniel - Jealousy (Repost)
anonymous
November 29 2014, 22:37:41 UTC
Nathaniel becomes insanely jealous over the Warden Commander’s relationship with Alistair. The Commander may claim them to be friends, but that doesn’t stop Nathaniel’s mood from changing every time they cross paths. Eventually it becomes far too much and Nathaniel decides to make his move before he loses his chance to be with the Commander. (Prefer a Cousland!Warden, second choice Mahariel!Warden, but could be any of the other human or elf Wardens. Writer’s choice if Alistair is King or stayed a Warden to follow the Hero of Ferelden. Bonus points if Anders knows exactly what’s going on and blatantly flirts with the Warden to mess with Nathaniel.)
m!mahariel / nathaniel , "guttered" [ 1a / ? ]
anonymous
September 25 2016, 08:55:12 UTC
"Nae," Madh cursed, all but flinching as he took a sharp heel away from their Warden Commander. The sound of the protest snagged Nathaniel's attention more than the protest itself, for Madha'in was an elven thundercloud of discontent over their small lanscape of dwarven pride and human candor; but rarely did his scorn warble out in such fearThe Warden Commander, an Orlesian Dwarf kinder than most, unfolded his arms from his broad chest to shrug, or maybe offer an embrace, claiming that half step across their corner of paving stones to speak low, the courtyard busy and loud at this second hour past noon; shuffling tradesmen and merchants waking from their high-sun naps to return to their toils unpestered by the boggy heat
( ... )
g u t t e r e d [ 2a / ? ]
anonymous
September 25 2016, 20:02:34 UTC
It had been such an ache, to breathe. To blink. To roll up on a stiffened elbow, to parse his bones from the hard-packed dirt of his outdoor cell. His ears flinched and throbbed with noise, and the poison that Antivan blonde had misted across the hall stones still felt as a hundred insects biting and stomping across what bare thigh his armor left exposed (for ease of movement, and silence, and perhaps just because the Maker was as cruel as any father could be).
Nathaniel felt the elf before he risked the pain of daylight to see him by, Madha'in a coiled bundle of fury and heat. The blonde Antivan, just within earshot, still giving himself away with sultry witticisms - Nathaniel could have dashed his life out through his eye with the grouting chuck he'd pried free and hidden up his greave, but
( ... )
[Fill] Regret Unknown, M!Cousland/Alistair 1/?
anonymous
January 5 2015, 01:39:20 UTC
"Don't you regret it?" Anders asks somewhere between Amaranthine and the last known sighting of the supply ship that'd wrecked. An idle question because the mage doesn't even give Alistair time to open his mouth before he's off again
( ... )
[Fill] Regret Unknown, M!Cousland/Alistair 2/3
anonymous
January 5 2015, 01:42:38 UTC
That ideal had been everything to Alistair, and he's glad to be part of it. Glad that he hadn't forsaken his role for something no Gray Warden should ever have for longer than what was necessary.
Alistair had the decision half made to abdicate in Anora's favor even before that night came. The night when they learned the true cost of slaying the Archdemon, and the alternative that Morrigan had offered.
The terrifying alternative that they couldn't truly turn down. That Alistair couldn't turn down, though the thought of touching the witch had his bits trying their best to crawl back into his body. It'd been Aedan, who had volunteered in the end. Even with his preference being decidedly not female, he'd been more willing than Alistair. For all the good it had done them
( ... )
[Fill] Regret Unknown, M!Cousland/Alistair 3/3
anonymous
January 5 2015, 01:43:30 UTC
"Yes, yes, but we've gone over how much I just adored my time there. Old tracks," Alistair waves grandly to push that topic aside for the moment. "What I was specifically blaming them for is. Well, a bit more complicated, and I haven't even got the words to say it to myself yet so don't laugh if I end up with one foot in my own mouth
( ... )
M!Cousland/Alistair - To Hell with Politics (Repost)
anonymous
November 29 2014, 22:40:03 UTC
Cousland and Alistair are both used to having to give up what they want for the good of others, but they don’t want to give up each other. They both know what’s expected of them- to marry and have heirs- but really when the chances are they wouldn’t be able to have children thanks to being Grey Wardens, they can’t see the point in keeping up appearances. Basically they say to hell with it all and stick with each other no matter the political pressure put on them.
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Bonuses:
+ Brosca is really kinky and her LI is surprised
+ maybe a little angst if she accidentally says Leske's name
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Squicks: non-and-dub-con
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It had been such an ache, to breathe. To blink. To roll up on a stiffened elbow, to parse his bones from the hard-packed dirt of his outdoor cell. His ears flinched and throbbed with noise, and the poison that Antivan blonde had misted across the hall stones still felt as a hundred insects biting and stomping across what bare thigh his armor left exposed (for ease of movement, and silence, and perhaps just because the Maker was as cruel as any father could be).
Nathaniel felt the elf before he risked the pain of daylight to see him by, Madha'in a coiled bundle of fury and heat. The blonde Antivan, just within earshot, still giving himself away with sultry witticisms - Nathaniel could have dashed his life out through his eye with the grouting chuck he'd pried free and hidden up his greave, but ( ... )
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Alistair had the decision half made to abdicate in Anora's favor even before that night came. The night when they learned the true cost of slaying the Archdemon, and the alternative that Morrigan had offered.
The terrifying alternative that they couldn't truly turn down. That Alistair couldn't turn down, though the thought of touching the witch had his bits trying their best to crawl back into his body. It'd been Aedan, who had volunteered in the end. Even with his preference being decidedly not female, he'd been more willing than Alistair. For all the good it had done them ( ... )
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