Leliana/Bethany + Hawkes
anonymous
January 23 2012, 05:37:23 UTC
After being refused by the Warden, Leliana is still in Lothering and the darkspawn hoard is fast approaching. She ends up escaping with the Hawkes (and Aveline) and goes with them to Kirkwall. She and Bethany fall for each other.
Bonus points for A)Aveline and Leliana discussing Orlais. B)Varric's nickname for Leliana is Nightingale (and they collaborate on stories together). C)Bethany doesn't join the Circle or Wardens, but instead leaves to help Leliana with Marjolaine.
Re: A Nightingale in Sunshine 1/? - OP
anonymous
January 31 2012, 09:15:39 UTC
Thanks, I'm glad you like it! I adore the prompt, I've never tried writing for a kink meme before and was worried I wouldn't find anything inspiring, but this is a great idea.
A Nightingale in Sunshine 2a
anonymous
January 31 2012, 08:50:21 UTC
All around her was darkness, a heavy bank of clouds blocked out the stars so that sea and sky were an indistinguishable mass of black and grey. Leliana shivered, and wondered how far they were from Ferelden
( ... )
Re: A Nightingale in Sunshine 2a- note
anonymous
January 31 2012, 09:13:50 UTC
It is a rule that any time I use any language other than English in a fic I will do it wrong. But as far as I can tell this is a French folk song about a boy who nearly gets eaten by sailors then is saved by the Virgin Mary.
A Nightingale in Sunshine 2b
anonymous
January 31 2012, 08:52:46 UTC
“I haven’t heard that song in a long time,” said a voice. “That’s a rather morbid song to be singing on a boat trip. I know supplies are limited but I don’t think we’re quite at the point of eating each other.”
Leliana turned to smile at Aveline. “Ah, but it’s not morbid at all! The sailors don’t actually eat the boy, after all, he is saved by a vision of Andraste.”
“I suppose that’s true,” said Aveline. “But the ending always seemed unbelievable to me when I was a child. Then again, now that I’ve been saved by a dragon anything seems possible.” Leliana had never entirely clicked with Aveline, she was a decent, honourable woman but the two of them had very little in common. She appreciated Aveline making the effort to be friendly.
“Very true! The Maker always sends us what we need, but sometimes his choices are surprising.”
“Always?” asked Aveline, her voice rough. “Tell that to Wesley. Or that boy Carver.” Drat. Leliana had not meant to remind Aveline of the still fresh wound of Wesley’s death. She wanted to say something
( ... )
A Nightingale in Sunshine 3a
anonymous
February 1 2012, 01:14:48 UTC
“Right, that’s it, you’re coming with me.”
“What?” said Bethany.
“Shopping! I’m taking you to find something pretty to wear, instead of these tatty old robes. My treat.” Leliana beamed at her expectantly.
“So when I complain to you that my mother is obsessed with us becoming nobles, your response is to make me go buy a bunch of fancy clothing?” asked Bethany affectionately.
“But of course!,” said Leliana. “Clothes are the fun part of being noble. It’s all the politics and legal technicalities that are the boring part. At least for you, I have always liked politics myself.”
Bethany leaned towards Leliana with a smile. She had a sudden self conscious awareness that they were sitting next to each other on her bed, but it wasn’t like there was anywhere else to sit now that Mother had filled the main room with legal documents and scrawled notes about old alliances. “And this has nothing to do with you being bored of wearing Chantry robes all the time and wanting to be able to live vicariously through me
( ... )
A Nightingale in Sunshine 3b
anonymous
February 1 2012, 01:16:46 UTC
It was late when they finally made it back to Darktown. Bethany shook her head and laughed at the tinkling sound her new earrings made.
“Leliana, I just want to say…”
“Hush.” Leliana’s expression was suddenly very serious, and Bethany went on alert. She must have seen something. Darktown could be a dangerous place at night.
Leliana pulled Bethany into a little alleyway, and pointed silently to Bethany’s house. With a quiet gasp, Bethany noticed that the lock had been broken, the door was hanging unevenly on it’s hinges as if kicked in. Bethany pushed forward and Leliana held her back with surprising strength. “Wait,” she whispered. “We should find out what we’re dealing with or we’ll just get ourselves killed.”
They stood in silence, Bethany’s heart beating like a angry drum. Straining to listen, she could finally make out parts of a conversation.
“…A nice story, but we know the apostate is here.” A man’s voice, angry
( ... )
A Nightingale in Sunshine 3c
anonymous
February 1 2012, 04:14:23 UTC
Leliana picked past a pile of mildewy curtains covered in dead bugs.
“Does this man ever clean?”
“You did try and aim for an uninhabited part of the house,” said Bethany. It had been quite exciting, following Leliana up a rope onto a high balcony on the hidden side of the house, then watching her silently break her way in with practiced ease. Not something you saw a Chantry sister do every day.
Bethany brushed past a cobweb. “And really, you can’t…” She heard a click and instinctively fell to the floor. A thick arrow flew seemingly out of nowhere to bury itself into the wall behind them.
“Trap!” said Leliana.
“Thanks,” said Bethany, deciding to stay on the floor for the time being. It was very dusty though. She sneezed, and tensed in case the noise set off any more unexpected surprises. “Are you sure Fenris won’t mind me staying in his house
( ... )
Re: A Nightingale in Sunshine 3c
anonymous
February 1 2012, 04:51:41 UTC
LOL Fenris! What a wonderful idea! That really took me by surprise.
First time? I'm delighted my prompt was the one that caught your attention (and with the way this has really taken off). Leliana and Bethany are both so in character and cute together (shopping as a cure for hating being a noble XD ), but you've also got Leliana in character as playing herself too, with all of that sadness underneath (her conversation with Aveline was so poignant).
Re: A Nightingale in Sunshine 3c
anonymous
February 2 2012, 03:20:24 UTC
I'm delighted too, though I was planning on just writing a drabble or two :) Having a checklist of (very logical) story points to hit is making the writing process much easier.
And yes, Leliana plays herself! That's something that hit me over the head the first time I wrote about her, I'm really glad it comes across.
A Nightingale in Sunshine 3D (3D glasses not supplied)
anonymous
February 1 2012, 09:52:04 UTC
Bethany had gotten halfway through the most promising looking book, a rather dry history of the Tevinter occupation, when she was interrupted by Isabela cheerily peeking her head around the doorframe.
“I heard there was a fugitive from justice here in need of supplies?”
“Isabela!” said Bethany. “I am so glad to see you!”
“I’m glad to see you too, sweetness,” she said. “And even more glad that you managed to escape from those blasted Templars. Hawke goes away for five minutes and they think they can get away with anything!” She dropped heavily onto the bed and started pulling things out of a large bag. “I’ve got some food, some spare clothes, what your mother said was your favourite staff, and various other bits and pieces. Including…these!” She pulled out a pack of cards.
Bethany laughed. “Those will come in handy. So you saw my mother? Is she alright?”
“It would take more than a few Templars to phase that woman,” said Isabela. “She was glad to hear that you’re safe. Merril sends her regards, too, but says she isn’t sure she
( ... )
Bonus points for A)Aveline and Leliana discussing Orlais. B)Varric's nickname for Leliana is Nightingale (and they collaborate on stories together). C)Bethany doesn't join the Circle or Wardens, but instead leaves to help Leliana with Marjolaine.
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Leliana turned to smile at Aveline. “Ah, but it’s not morbid at all! The sailors don’t actually eat the boy, after all, he is saved by a vision of Andraste.”
“I suppose that’s true,” said Aveline. “But the ending always seemed unbelievable to me when I was a child. Then again, now that I’ve been saved by a dragon anything seems possible.” Leliana had never entirely clicked with Aveline, she was a decent, honourable woman but the two of them had very little in common. She appreciated Aveline making the effort to be friendly.
“Very true! The Maker always sends us what we need, but sometimes his choices are surprising.”
“Always?” asked Aveline, her voice rough. “Tell that to Wesley. Or that boy Carver.” Drat. Leliana had not meant to remind Aveline of the still fresh wound of Wesley’s death. She wanted to say something ( ... )
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“What?” said Bethany.
“Shopping! I’m taking you to find something pretty to wear, instead of these tatty old robes. My treat.” Leliana beamed at her expectantly.
“So when I complain to you that my mother is obsessed with us becoming nobles, your response is to make me go buy a bunch of fancy clothing?” asked Bethany affectionately.
“But of course!,” said Leliana. “Clothes are the fun part of being noble. It’s all the politics and legal technicalities that are the boring part. At least for you, I have always liked politics myself.”
Bethany leaned towards Leliana with a smile. She had a sudden self conscious awareness that they were sitting next to each other on her bed, but it wasn’t like there was anywhere else to sit now that Mother had filled the main room with legal documents and scrawled notes about old alliances. “And this has nothing to do with you being bored of wearing Chantry robes all the time and wanting to be able to live vicariously through me ( ... )
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“Leliana, I just want to say…”
“Hush.” Leliana’s expression was suddenly very serious, and Bethany went on alert. She must have seen something. Darktown could be a dangerous place at night.
Leliana pulled Bethany into a little alleyway, and pointed silently to Bethany’s house. With a quiet gasp, Bethany noticed that the lock had been broken, the door was hanging unevenly on it’s hinges as if kicked in. Bethany pushed forward and Leliana held her back with surprising strength. “Wait,” she whispered. “We should find out what we’re dealing with or we’ll just get ourselves killed.”
They stood in silence, Bethany’s heart beating like a angry drum. Straining to listen, she could finally make out parts of a conversation.
“…A nice story, but we know the apostate is here.” A man’s voice, angry ( ... )
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“Does this man ever clean?”
“You did try and aim for an uninhabited part of the house,” said Bethany. It had been quite exciting, following Leliana up a rope onto a high balcony on the hidden side of the house, then watching her silently break her way in with practiced ease. Not something you saw a Chantry sister do every day.
Bethany brushed past a cobweb. “And really, you can’t…” She heard a click and instinctively fell to the floor. A thick arrow flew seemingly out of nowhere to bury itself into the wall behind them.
“Trap!” said Leliana.
“Thanks,” said Bethany, deciding to stay on the floor for the time being. It was very dusty though. She sneezed, and tensed in case the noise set off any more unexpected surprises. “Are you sure Fenris won’t mind me staying in his house ( ... )
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First time? I'm delighted my prompt was the one that caught your attention (and with the way this has really taken off). Leliana and Bethany are both so in character and cute together (shopping as a cure for hating being a noble XD ), but you've also got Leliana in character as playing herself too, with all of that sadness underneath (her conversation with Aveline was so poignant).
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And yes, Leliana plays herself! That's something that hit me over the head the first time I wrote about her, I'm really glad it comes across.
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“I heard there was a fugitive from justice here in need of supplies?”
“Isabela!” said Bethany. “I am so glad to see you!”
“I’m glad to see you too, sweetness,” she said. “And even more glad that you managed to escape from those blasted Templars. Hawke goes away for five minutes and they think they can get away with anything!” She dropped heavily onto the bed and started pulling things out of a large bag. “I’ve got some food, some spare clothes, what your mother said was your favourite staff, and various other bits and pieces. Including…these!” She pulled out a pack of cards.
Bethany laughed. “Those will come in handy. So you saw my mother? Is she alright?”
“It would take more than a few Templars to phase that woman,” said Isabela. “She was glad to hear that you’re safe. Merril sends her regards, too, but says she isn’t sure she ( ... )
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