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Thank you! Let's have some fenhawke, f/m, for @dadrunkwriting

Mulled Wine

"Kaffas, what is this?" Fenris scrunches his nose as he smells the wine in the cup Hawke handed to him.

"Mulled wine. Don't they have mulled wine in Tevinter?" Hawke knows that she's probably insensitive, asking that kind of question, but Fenris has been grumpy and dismissive all day and she has just about enough. "It's wine with herbs and spices."

"Ah, of course. Improving on bad wine." He takes a sip and frowns. "I don't think any magister in Tevinter would accept wine like this."

"Yes, of course," Hawke huffs and gets up. She takes the bottle and her staff and stomps towards the door of Fenris' mansion. "Excuse this dirty Fereldan for bringing such insulting wine in your house." 

She hears Fenris call after her but pointedly ignores him. The door falls closed behind her and she sets out towards her own home. Rain is pouring down, soaking through her clothes, but at least it cleans the air. Kirkwall always smells best after rain, when all the dust and the smells of despair have been washed out. 

Footsteps come up fast behind her and she whips around, thrusting her staff with the blade at the tip out in front of her. 

Fenris skids to a stop, the blade almost touching his chest. "Hawke, I'm sorry."

Hawke raises her staff back up and hooks it in the holster on her back. "You can be such an arrogant ass sometimes, do you know that?"

The rain slicks down Fenris' hair and he stares at his feet. "I know I'm just a slave —"

"No! That's not what I mean," Hawke interrupts. "You are an educated man from Tevinter, you have seen luxuries and technologies that this stupid Fereldan can only dream of and you're stuck here in this dirthole of a town. You have every right to feel superior, I just wish you wouldn't let me feel it so much."

Fenris stares at her. "I'm not superior. I'm a runaway slave, living in a stolen mansion with the images of tevinter magisters staring down on me." 

Hawke lets a tiny flame dance on her fingertip. "I can burn them for you."

Fenris takes a step closer and puts his hand on the flame to extinguish it, looking over his shoulder if anybody saw it. "No magic out here."

Hawke puts her hand on on his cheek and looks at him. "You're so much more than just a runaway slave, and I wish you would see it." Rainwater drips from his hair on his cheek and she wipes it away with her thumb. "This is a stupid fight about stupid bad wine and it's stupid."

Fenris grins. "Eloquent as ever."

"Shut up."

Oh there you asked a tricky question because actively choosing my favourite of the many fantastic movies this studio produced wasn’t that easy. But perhaps the most layered character I felt with the most, is the protagonist of a character study. So I will go with Princess Kaguya from Kaguya-hime no Monogatari. [2012, dir- Isao Takahata].

“There's joy, there's grief, all who live here feel them in all their different shades. There's birds, bugs, beasts, grass, trees, flowers, and feelings.”

Thank you friend! ❤ I already answered three and ten earlier but I will DEFINITELY answer 7!

What’s your favourite piece of description or narration?

This is from Depths of Desire Chapter 2 and is the first time Varric sees Maria:

Something about the way that woman stood, still as a statue, made the hair on the back of his neck stand up. She was watching them with icy concentration while the rest of the crew watched her. 

Something happened. Varric couldn’t tell what, exactly, but judging by the way her chin lifted in a sharp jerk to the sky, the fluttering scrap of fabric falling to the deck, and Worthy’s vanishing fist, he had a good idea. Hawke had the same one, he heard it in the long hiss of air forced between her teeth. 

And they said chivalry was dead. Varric opened his mouth to demand Fenris and Carver begin firing, red flag be damned, when the wind kicked up around the small woman sandwiched in Worthy’s arms. Her red hair, free of the scarf, flew around her in a cloud of flames. 

Artists drawing nudes theoretically wouldn’t; artists drawing sex acts would. And even then there’s no guarantee people wouldn’t report nude art, getting the artist in trouble. Theoretically staff would have to check every reported post to see if it’s a nude photo or a drawing.

Thanks for the ask! 

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N - Name three things you wish you saw more or in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice)

I answered this question before and couldn't think of anything but I came up with something now. More women/men being happy without becoming mothers/fathers. Can I ask for that? This may be more of a traditional media thing but I see it in fanfic too. The warrior person, who saved the world and now has a spouse and 2.5 children in a house in the country. Blegh. Please show me heroes, women/men/nb, who find happyness and fulfillment later in life without following those stereotypes.

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O - Choose a song at random, which ship or character does it remind you of

Music is so not my thing... Take me to church by Hozier will alwasy be Anders' song.

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R - A pairing you ship that you don’t think anyone else ships