Trespasser spoilers, a scene between Cordelia Trevelyan and Josephine Montilyet.
Because at least one of my inquisitors deserves a happy ending.
Antiva was hot, completely different from what she knew from the Free Marches. Not like Cordelia was complaining, changing was good, but it was different.
Cordelia was changing the bandages of her mutilated arm. Well, at least she was trying, thank the Maker - of FenâHarel - that the hand which held her mark was the left one, she didnât felt completely useless.
But she could never use a bow again, she loved her bow, she loved how good her aim was and defeating an enemy without him getting close to her. She also loved the little lessons she gave to Josephine, which normally ended up with kisses.
Now she couldnât, not even an weapon like Bianca would solve. And people stared, even more after they realizes she was former inquisitor. Josephine always wanted to help her to clean her arm, but Cordelia couldnât even look at it while the ambassador helped her. So, sometimes, when she felt brave enough, she tried to change it herself. It didnât get as good as when Josephine did it, but Cordelia could live.
Josephine entered their room a litte bit after Cordelia was done. She had lost some pounds, her arms were weaker now and she felt bad. Useless, something that people needed to take care of and she hated it.
âIâve brought us food, mi amorâ Josephine said, putting the plates on the table âLetâs eat, I cut yours alreadyâ
Cordelia knew Josephine meant well, but she also hated the fact that she couldnât even cut her own food anymore. She also couldnât tie her hair, Josephine helped, but now Cordelia just said she prefered it down.
âThank youâ Cordelia said, sitting on the table âIâve changed my bandages alreadyâ
âHow are you feeling?â
âNo better than the last daysâ Cordelia sighed, eating a little bit âYou know, it will take a whileâ
âI know, but we will get through with it, we always do. After this little vacations of ours Iâve set up with Leliana, Harding and Cassandra a meeting to think about our next moveâ
âYou are not my ambassador anymore, you donât need to do thatâ
âIâm your girlfriend and very good at what I do, let me helpâ
At least Josephine was still good at using her weapons. Cordelia eat more of her food, avoiding looking at her arm.
âItâs uselessâ she whispered.
âOf course it isnât! Solas must be somewhere, we can find-â
âI didnât mean thisâ even though she also wasnât sure if they could stop him anyway âI meant me. My arm, actually. Itâs useless and uglyâ she was going to say more, but bit her own tongue. When she got back to the Exalted Council, she was afraid Josephine might leave here when she saw what the hand with the mark became.
âItâs not, my loveâ Josephine brought her chair near Cordelia, holding her other hand âStop this, please, weâve talked about it, I didnât feel in love with a hand and neither the power which came from it. I love you, and even if we have to stop Solas, Iâll be forever grateful to him for saving your lifeâ
Cordelia tried to speak, but instead a sob came from her throat and she started to cry, she was crying a lot lately. Josephine held her, letting all the pain coming. out. Those three years had been tought with Cordelia, the antivan understood.
âWhatever comesâ she muttered to the woman in her arms âIâll never let you face it aloneâ
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I was thinking about the whole âin another worldâ thing Solas says, and wondering that, if he does change the world, if the people or at least the elves are going to be born and live in this new world.
So yeah, Iâm writting about this, specially bc I need to believe that somewhere, in some world they will have a happy ending, this dlc and this romance got me like I didnât expect.
Using my Lavellan here, so Isala Lavellan x Solas
Solas stared outside his window. When he thought about everything he had gone through, it seemed like a dream, a nightmare that he could turn into a dream.
Well, in part.
After so many years after destroying that other world, the world where elves were slaves, suffered and went through hell just for being born, he spent so many years rebuilding Arlathan is his world. The Evanuris had caused trouble, of course, fights that lasted more years then he wished for, but now it was done and they were strong again.
But there were things that he reminded as if it were yesterday. He reminded the pain he felt when he woke up, the sobs that came from his throats and he realized what he had done. He remembered how empty everything felt, how little those people around him seemed.
Even if it had been years, his happy memories still hurt now. In all the chaos, with Corypheus destroying everything, he found someone. Someone who made everything real and his mission twice as hard. His vhenan... She wasnât like anyone he ever met and he couldnât stop himself from falling in love.
The memories he had with Lavellan still kept he awake. Her eyes, her hands, her lips, her voice... There was also sadness there, how she reacted to him leaving her, the tears she let out when Solas said he couldnât take her in his mission. He wondered in her dreams, seeing her recover from the lost hand and from not being able to cast spells as well as before.
She used to smile so much when he met, and before the world was destroyed and she died, Solas visited her in dreams. Lavellan never gave up, she kept looking and hoping, but the smiles faded away, the funny and sarcastic inquisitor became so serious that her laugh was so rare now.
Solas knew that, in part, she wanted him to do what he had to do. It meant a new life for the elves and she didnât mind dying for it, she just wanted to have spent some last days with him, without any masks, any lies.
He walked away from where he was, trying to push those memories away. It was going to hurt forever because he was going to remember her forever.Â
âLord FenâHarelâ a knock came from outside his room, he insisted on not being called lord, but...
Solas opened the door, one of the elven guards was standing before him.
âWe have a... Situation, I suppose. The locked eluvian down stairs, a person opened it from the insideâ
He raised an eyebrown. There were more eluvians than before now, but the ones inside there were locked to avoid intruders, he was the only one who could open it. With that, he wondered it this was still necessary, since the Evanuris were gone, but he never knew when something bad could happen again.
âAnd where is the person?â he asked.
âShe... escaped through the eluvian again. We canât lock it now, and even if we could, the woman could simply come back in again. Some guards entered but no one found her. Should we do something about this?â
âLet me see for myself firstâ
There were elves around the open eluvian. How someone had the magic to unlock a eluvian locked by FenâHarel himself was beyond his imagination. Maybe something lasted from the Evanuris? Solas was pretty sure he could find anyone in the crossroads if the unknwon woman was still there.
âIâll go insideâ he said âNo one comes with me, if by chance the woman crosses here, be ready to catch herâ
None of the guards said a word and agreed. He entered the crossroads and started his search, he could feel a small presence somewhere, whoever that was, she knew how to hide from FenâHarelâs grasp, which was impressive. Solas was still thinking about the Evanuris when he stopped by one of the most ancient libraries, few elves found there way to that place. She was there, he was almost sure.
âCome outâ he demanded âI know you are in here. I wonât harm youâ
The woman hesitated, but Solas heard a sigh before seeing here coming from behind one of the shelves.Â
Years of hiding his reactions helped him to hide his surprise, but the feelings that came inside him were uncontrollable.
Lavellan, his vhenan. It was her, she knew. Not the one from the other world, she still had her two hands in place and no vallaslin on her face. The red of her hair was darker than what he remembered and there was no scar on her mouth, but he couldnât doubt her eyes, the bright that came from them, the purple eyes who haunted him for years.Â
âIâm sorry, I know I shouldnât I-â she started to say âShit, I thought no one would noticeâ
âYou invaded my home with an eluvian locked by me. How did you thought no one would notice?â
She shruggered her shoulders. It was her, her way to talk and to act. Like the Isala he knew, she was more ashamed of being caught than by doing the wrong thing.
âPlease, forgive me Lord FenâHarel, I wonât do it againâÂ
âHow did you do it in the first placeâ
The woman seemed surprised at first by his question, than she smiled âI search every bit of the crossroads, I searched for all the libraries, there is too much knowledge here that some of us forget. I studied about eluvians, I wanted to see if I could unlock yoursâ
âItâs locked for a reasonâ
âI know, I said I was sorry, but I wanted to testâ
Normally the people who went in his area univited were sent away with a warning, the second time was never so nice. But, no matter if she was Lavellan or not, unlocking his magic was a really powerful move, she could pose a threat.
Althought, somehow, he thought she wasnât. Isala was never violent, just a curious spirit who could lose the sense of right and wrong sometimes.
âWhat is your name?â he couldnât stop himself from asking it.
âLavellan, my lordâ she answered and his throat almost close âThatâs how they call me where I came fromâ
âRight, Lavellanâ saying that name out like that was so weird âYou cannot do that again, I mean it, You can go now, but as Iâm sure you know, if you do this again things could get complicatedâ
âI wonât do that again, promiseâ she said, turning around to leave.
Solas didnât want her to go, he wanted her to keep talking with him, to stay. His heart was still beating fast.
âWait, Lavellanâ he gave some steps towards her âYou said you were studying, What?â
She looked at him, he saw her shame again, but before he could ask, she said âThe consequences of a Veil in this worldâ
Ah, he understood. Solas never told the others everything that had happened, but tales song about the time he put a veil and quickly came back to undo it, starting another fight with the Evanuris. People wouldnât talk much about the Veil, it was not seen well by others.
âI have much better books in my personal library about it than hereâ he said âIf you would like, I could let you take a lookâ
Lavellan didnât hide her surprise, staring at him for a while.
âReally?! I, ahn-â she coughed âI mean, if itâs no burden, I would love itâ
âIt is not, just donât unlock anything else like that againâ he reached out her hand for her to take, which she did, still hesitating a bit.
She was there, it was here, physically a little different, but her soul was there. Somehow she had been born into this world, Solas didnât dare to dream about the possibility, but maybe now, in this world, things could work.
Iâm using some new information from the new world of thedas when writing about Zevranâs past here
(WOOOOW I didnât plan on writing so much and I didnât plan to kill myself with feelings, holy shit wtf did I just wrote?)
âIt wasnât supposed to happen like that.â he whispered to himself, sitting on the floor, staring at the wall in front of him.
But nothing in Zevranâs life was ever how âit was supposed to beâ. Or maybe it was, maybe he was just born doomed and out of luck.
He thought that more than once. When he started to get depressed, when the sadness was by his side, he believed he was born to be unlucky. Of course, he wouldnât let it show, he was Zevran after all, people needed to believe he was still the sarcastic and funny guy.
When he started to work with Rinna and Taliesen, things seemed to get better. Maybe that was it, he just needed to find people he felt comfortable with. The three of them were always together, they could always trust each other, not only during missions, but after it, when they were in bed tending each otherâs wounds.
It didnât last much. Rinna died and he felt the sadness again. Taliesen tried to comfort him, but it wasnât the same. Rinna wasnât guilty and he let her die anyway because he didnât believe her.
The sadness was too much, so when he heard about the warden contract he jumped at the chance. Taliesen didnât take it well.
âAre you insane?!â Taliesen asked, without believing it âZev, this is suicide!â
Zevran didnât answer, he was just packing his things. It was night, he was going to leave first thing in the morning to Ferelden. Taliesen was sitting in his bed - theirs - staring at the elfâs back, still not believing it.
âTalk to meâ Taliesen insisted and the new silence made him even angrier âFucking look at me, dammit!â
Zevran sighed and turned to face his lover. It was going to be harder like that.
âI already took the job, Taliesen. I canât say no nowâ
âBut why?! Your abilities arenât the same since⌠SinceâŚâ Taliesen let the sentence die in his throat, he was still feeling sad about it, but Zevran seemed to be taking it worse âIâve completed a bunch of your contracts lately so they wouldnât punish you. Now you tell me you are leaving to the dog land to kill two wardens?!â
âYes, exactly thisâ
Taliesen got up right away, he was taller than Zevran, but not much.Â
âYou are literally telling me you are going to your death and you want me to just accept it? I canât, I-â
Zevran knew what he was going to say. I canât lose a lover again.
âIâm sorry Taliesen. I canât keep going like thatâ
âHow should I keep going then? Uhm? Tell me, Zevranâ
But the elf didnât. Taliesen grabbed him by the shirt. For two seconds, Zevran actually thought the human was going to beat him, but instead their lips were together. That night was their goodbye. Even if Zevran got back, they wouldnât be able to stay together the same way.
Honestly, Zevran didnât thought he was going to survive, he didnât plan to survive with his lack of luck, but somehow he did. When he woke up, he saw those green eyes staring at him. He was never going to forget those eyes.
Zevran was as surprised as the wardenâs friends when she said they were going to accept him on their team. He wasnât about to complain.
In fact, the elf wondered about finishing the contract later. He watched Atisha, the mighty grey warden, fighting. She was deadly with that bow, but the moment someone got close enough to her in battle, she lost her movement. If someone was fast enough, they could hit her before she could use her ranger abilities to call some animal to help.
He could sneak to her tent and kill her. He could even seduce her enough to make her invite him in.Â
But he couldnât.
Atisha seemed like an ice queen, but she was actually really kind and caring about her companions. She brought him food the first night. For a while, she was the only one who actually talked to him.
She was dalish, that much was clear by the markings on her face. His mother was a dalish too, or so he was told. He felt some kind of bound with the dalish, even though he thought himself as an antivan first.Â
But Zevran was Zevran, and a beautiful and strong woman as her caught his eyes, so it didnât took much for him to start to flirt. And she was adorable, she couldnât even realize all the flirting. Even when he said he fancied her, she seemed not to notice. Was her so innocent that she was never courted before? Or maybe she was pretending it wasnât happening?
Zevran liked the challenge.
âHe is flirting with you!â Zevran heard Alistair saying - or almost shouting - while he was hidden nearby to hear the conversation.
âDonât be absurdâ Atisha said âWe are becoming friends, that is allâ
âWhat? Oh come on, Tisha, you must have seen it! Even I noticed!â
It was actually Leliana who had commented with him, otherwise he wouldnât notice as well.
âWhere did you got that idea from?â
âFrom the way he looks at you?! From the way he talks to you?! Tisha, that guy is an assassin, when you less expect you will end up dead thinking how charming he isâ
âOkay Alistair, stop that, itâs weird. Zevran is not going to kill me, he has no interest in me, not like that at least and everything is fineâ
Maybe he could be more specific. So some days after, they were going to divide in groups of two to go through an area they could be recognised easily. Atisha decided to go with Zevran and Alistair complained. She explained it didnât made sense for the two wardens to walk together.
âI could almost swear our dear Alistair was jealousâ Zevran started.
âDonât be silly, he just⌠Doesnât trust you. Yet. Iâm sure he will change his mindâ
âAre you sure there isnât anything between you two? He is a handsome royal bastard after all, who knows, he might even become king and you would be his queenâ
âOh Creatorsâ she laughed âYou are insane. An elf? Queen? That would never happenâ
âEven if you donât wear a crow, it doesnât mean you arenât one. You are fierce, strong, beautiful⌠Any person would be lucky to be with youâ
Atisha coughed, slowing her pace. He saw her blushing and now he knew she had realized.
âYou are too kindâ she said, without looking at him âThose arenât true, thoughâ
âNo? Ask anyone and they will disagree with you. I was caught the moment we metâ
âZevran, I-â
Barkspawn stopped the talk with his barks, which meant Alistair and Leliana were getting close.
After that, she started to notice every flirting he did with her. Zevran saw how she didnât know how to answer and how she blushed and smiled trying to avoid embarassment.Â
âIf you want me to stopâ he said once when they were alone, after practicing some fighting âJust say the wordâ
âItâs not thatâ she blushed again âIâm just not sure what to do when you say those thingsâ
âCan I give you a suggestion?â
That was their first kiss.
Before arriving the dalish camp, one night, Zevran invited Atisha to his tent. He saw she suddenly got tense, but accepted the massage anyway, But when they entered the tent, she said:
âI-⌠Iâm sorry, Zev, I canâtâ
âWhat is wrong?â
âI donât want it. I like you, I really do, I just⌠Well, sex, IâŚâ
âYou are a virgin?â
âNo, not reallyâ
âTisha, if you simply donât like it, itâs okay, you could have said when I first offeredâ
âI was afraid of your reactionâ she smiled âItâs not like I donât like, I do, but⌠Only with specific peopleâ
He kissed her forehead.
âI still promised you a massage. Only this, nothing more, if you still want itâ
Zevran didnât brought the subject again, he knew that if she ever wanted, she could come to him. It didnât bother, being around her was everything he needed, sex was just one thing.
But after they left the clan, after stopping the werewolves curse⌠Something weird happened. The camp was attacked by shrieks, but one of them⌠Was an elf? Someone who knew Atisha? Zevran couldnât pay attention, he just saw her killing the thing after the elf attacked.
She went to her tent crying, Leliana tried to talk to her but she didnât answer, so they all thought it was better to leave her be. In the middle of the night, though, Zevran woke up with someone entering his tent. He was a crow, he had a light sleep.
âIâm sorryâ she said, her eyes were red from crying âI wanted to come hereâ
Zevran opened his arms for her. He thought she was going to cry more, but she didnât.
âHe was my first loveâ she said âTamlen, the shriek who talked to meâ
âWhat? How? What happened?â
âWe found an eluvian, it was broken and full with the blight. He touched it and we both got hit. I was badly infected, being a warden was the only cure. Tamlen⌠Disappeared, we assumed he died. Well, now he didâ
âIâm so sorry, mi amor. Is there anything I can do?â
âI donât want to sleep aloneâ
They slept together for the first time that night, only fell asleep holding each other.
In Denerim, everything changed. They were both walking together, enjoying the city when they got ambushed.Â
Taliesen. Zevranâs heart felt crushed. How could he? Now he understood the betrayal Taliesen felt when Zevran decided to kill the warden.
The other companions were around, as soon as they heard the figthing they were there and winning wasnât hard. Zevran looked at Tamlenâs body, he couldnât remember seeing him fall. Was he the one who had given the final blow? Was that Atisha?
âZevran?â she called while the others searched the bodies and the streets near to make sure there were no crows anymore âAre you all right?â
He wasnât. He needed time. He wanted to leave.Â
âYou can leave if you wantâ she said âDo whatever makes you happyâ
Why didnât she ask him to stay? Maybe she didnât like him as much as he thought? This feeling made him feel even worse. He stayed because he wanetd to stay close to her, but everytime she tried to talk to him he avoided.
âHave I done something wrong?â she asked one day, in Eamonâs state.
âNoâ he sighed âIâm acting weird, Iâm sorry mi amorâ
âWhat happened? It was the ambush, right? That man, Taliesen. You knew himâ
âMore than just âknewâ. Ah, my dear warden. You werenât the only one to kill a lover, but I did it twice, it seemsâ
He told her everything. Rinna, Taliesen, how they were happy and how it ended, just like when she told him about Tamlen. She listened, she cared and he never felt like opening himself so much, but now it was everything he wanted to.Â
âI was⌠Afraid of feeling this way for youâ he confessed âBecause I-⌠Iâm not a lucky man. But I canât stop this, everything that Iâm feeling⌠Do you understand me at all?â
She nodded, taking his hand.
âI feel the same way, for a while now, but I wasnât sure how to tell you. And Iâm sorry, but by your standarts âAny person would be lucky to be with meâ, even though I donât believe itâ she smiled, getting closer âIâm with you, so, I guess you are luckyâ
Oh, how he loved her. That night was the first time they had sex. Those last weeks were the happiest of his life, he was as happy as in the good old times with Rinna and Taliesen.
But he didnât know about her talk with Morrigan the night before the battle. He didnât know the witch had given her a choice and she refused. He didnât know that she hugged him knowing she was going to die.
It wasnât supposed to happen like that.
Nothing hurted more as watching Shale carrying his loverâs dead body. She didnât took him with her in the end, why? He could have done something. Or maybe not. Porbably not.
They were supposed to walk out alive. The heroes, happy. Atisha said she wanted to present him to her clan. He wanted to take a ship and show her Antiva. He knew that the taint was going to kill her soon, even sooner than other wardens, but if they had some years leftâŚ
They only got some months.
He couldnât bring himself to get up. Alistair and Anora, now king and queen, made sure to give her a hero burial, like no other elf had since Garahel. But Zevran couldnât, getting up and going to her funeral made it real. He tried to pretend, feeling her body cold in his arms, that she was just badly hurt. Getting up was accepting she was gone.
The third lover he lost. One almost made him commit suicide. What should he do now?
It wasnât supposed to happen like that, but it did. Atisha, Rinna, Taliesen⌠They all would hate that Zevran would let his grief destroy him.
He wasnât a lucky man, but for some months, in Ferelden, he was.
It wasnât supposed to happen like that, but crying over that would bring him nothing, he learnt it after years.
(Imagine Person A of your OTP kissing Person Bâs scar/s.
Nadezda Adaar x Sera)
Nadezda was... Intimidating, in a lot of ways.
She was a mage necromancer, but her appearance often made people walk away. She was a tall, even compared to other qunaris, Bull was really one of the only qunaris she met that was taller than her. Her horns were broken and her face, her whole body were full of scars
But she took pride in them, she told the most crazy stories for how she got a bunch of them. Sera knew now half of them were lies, but she still laughed. Nadezda knew to be funny as much as she knew how to intimidate someone.
Just like Nadezda, Sera also had her own scars, but most of them were inside, were no one could see, so she could hide them. Nadezda couldnât hide most of them, so she pretended she didnât care.
Sera knew Nadezda did. The elf hid her traumas and she recognized Nadezda doing the same.
Now Nadezda had lied about how one of her scars were from hunting a wyvern. Bull and Krem seemed to believe it, while Sera held her laugh. When Nadezda came to sat next to her girlfriend, Sera snorted.
âYou were lying, werenât you?â Sera said âYou never hunted a wyvern. I mean, you have, but not before being inquizzyâ
âAnd how do you know that?â
âWhen we were hunting the wyvern for lady fancy pants, you were âHow do I get those shits? I never saw one beforeââ Sera tried to sound like Nadezda.
âAh crap. Oh well, donât tell anyoneâ
Sera snorted again, Nadezda was fun, the kind of fun she liked.
âItâs funny to sound scary, my scars give me this lookâ
âI like your scars. They look niceâ she said, kissing one in the qunariâs neck.
Nadezda giggled a little.
âWhat?â
âIt ticklesâ
She shouldnât have said that. Sera jumped on Nadezdaâs laps and kept kissing her scars, making the inquisitor laugh. Cole - who somehow had just appeared - stopped by Bullâs side.
âWhat are they doing?â he asked.
âShowing how much they like each otherâ Bull said.
(Before impending death Person A is about to say âI love youâ, but Person B cuts them off saying âI knowâ, because letting them finish would mean accepting the possibility of never seeing them again.
Sophie Cousland x Zevran Arainai)
Sophie never told him, but Zevran knew. She was going to leave to another expedition in the deep roads, hoping to find th cure for the Blight. Zevran got hurt last time in his leg, he couldnât go and if he knew his warden well, she made sure guards would prevent him from following her without her knowledge.
But almost 20 years had gone since they met each other. They were both older, Zevran knew he got his leg messed up partly because he was old, he wasnât fast anymore as he used to be. Sophie wasnât as strong as well. Some time ago, he started to see stains of the taint on her sking. He knew this happened when the Calling was approaching.
Sophie noticed it too and she started to avoid getting undressed in front of him, they stopped having sex too. She said she was getting tired from all the work. It was a lie, Zevran pretended he believe it, but he knew the truth. Which was all right, he didnât mind, she had no reason to be ashamed, but if Sophie prefered like that, he wasnât going to be against it.
What were the chances of her coming back alive?
Zevran was standing outside, all the wardens knew him now and no one dared to say anything against his presence, he was the commanders husband after all. His leg still bothered him when he was standing, but he didnât want to feel useless and sit all day.
âZevâ she called, stopping behind him.
He turned. Years ago, after they stopped the Blight, he teased her saying she would be always beautiful, no matter her age. Sophie laughed, knowing it wasnât true.
But for him it was, she was still beautiful. She was on her 40â˛s, she wasnât exactly old, but the markings of her age were on her face, even more than it should be, because of the taint.
âIâm going now. If everything works out, Iâll be back in five or six daysâ
âAnd if it doesnât work out?â
âMore than a weekâ she joked.
It was a lie, if it didnât worked out she would die, and it was probably going to happen. Zevran heard the other wardens talking, that was probably the last mission, they were going to a dangerous spot.
Her face got serious. She was going to say goodbye, for good now. Sophie was probably going to say how much she loved him and how sorry she was. She said how she felt before facing the archdemon since she thought she was going to die, and now it would be the same.
But Zevran couldnât handle that. When they faced the archdemon, he didnât know one warden had to die, so he was sure she was going to come back. Now he was sure she wasnât and he couldnât hear her saying it.
Sophie opened her mouth to say, but she was shut by his lips. She didnât try to push him away, even because this was probably the last time they were going to kiss each other, so she let him.
âI knowâ he said, giving a step back âSee you in some days, thenâ
The warden felt her heart in pain, he wasnât going to admit and only the Maker knew how he was going to react when one of the wardens told him what happened. She felt tears coming to her eyes, but she wasnât about to let his last memory of her be one that she was crying, so breathed and smiled.
Zevran watched her leave, knowing exactly that she was about to cry one moment before. She was so strong, even when she had all the right not to be.Â
He missed her already, having no idea what a life without his warden would be like.
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(prompt by otpprompts: Person A doesnât like it how much Person B swears. So, they make up some rules: every time Person B swears they have to give Person A a little, cute kiss.
Bonus if Person B is the one who doesnât like kisses and other cutesy things so much and A on the other hand loves constant little kisses.
Double bonus if Person A and Person B are somewhere hanging out with their friends and Person B blurts out a curseword and Person A makes them kiss them even though theyâre out in public and in front of their friends.
Isala Lavellan x Solas - Iâm going to runaway a little bit from some stuff here)
âFuck!â
One of the ways people knew Isala was coming was because she used to swear a lot. It was hard to actually see her angry, but even when she was talking in a normal tone, she would let a âfuckâ come out here or there.
âYou swear all the timeâ Sera teased.
âSo do youâ
âYeah, right. Iâm no inquisitor. You are big, importantâ
âThey pretend they donât. You wonât hear Empress Whatever saying âshitâ while giving a stupid speechâ
Isala laughed, thinking of how funny it would be hearing Celene letting something escape out loud, in front of everyone.
âI donât sweat that muchâ Isala said, knowing it was a lie
âFine. You will kiss grumpy everytime you swear thenâ
Isala took a while to remember âgrumpyâ was actually one of the nicknames Sera gave Solas
âI might just swear more thenâ
âUghâ Sera said, putting her tongue out while Isala laughed all over again.
It was harder than she thought. The day had barely begun and she let two âfucksâ and an âassholeâ come out. When the inquisitor was going to the library, she stopped by Solas room. They had agreed and Isala always kept her promises.
Before Solas could even say hi, Isala gave him three quick kisses on the lips. He looked confused for a while.
âAlthough I enjoy this very much-â
âSera is trying to prove that I swear a lot, so Iâll kiss you everytime I doâ
âThis will be a lot of kisses thenâ
âAh for fuckâs sake, you too?â and then she realised she had let another one out. Solas smiled and she kissed him again.
Some days after that, they left to the Hinterlands. Solas, Varric and Bull had come with her. It was cold, Isala wasnât a big fan of cold, but the rifts werenât going to get closed by themselves.
âYou are joking!â Bull said. They had set camp for the night, it wasnât safe to go back to Skyhold so late.
âIâm not joking, this kind of thing happened all the time in Kirkwallâ Varric said âI mean I was never the best of the group in Wicked Grace, I have this friend, she is a pirate, and she made everyone poor. But some people do make you feel like you are the best. You know, like playing with Isala, itâs so easyâ
âFuck you!â she said.
Isala rolled her eyes, a bet was a bet after all. She got close to Solas and kissed him in front of the other two.
âI will get betterâ she said, after they stopped kissing, like nothing had happened
âThat was... Sudden?â Varric said.
âSera said Isala had to kiss Solas everytime she swearedâ Bull explained
âOh well, this is a lot of kissing thenâ Varric commented.
josephine/f!inquisitor "i guess we'll have to share"
Iâm totally assuming most of antivans dislike cold
Josephine woke up in the middle of the night. She took a while to remember she wasnât in her own room, but in Cordeliaâs room.Â
She was cold. Josephine disliked how cold it was in Skyhold sometimes. She thought Haven was bad enough, but somehow they found somewhere that could get worse. They were only using a blanket to cover themselves.
Josephine turned around and Cordelia ended up moving as well, opening her eyes.
âJosie?â she asked, her voice sleepy.
âGo back to sleep, my loveâ
âIâm kind of coldâ Cordelia turned her face to face the ambassador âArenât you?â
âA little, but you donât have to-â
Cordelia had already got up from bed and was walking towards her wardrobe. The inquisitor only found one thick blanket. Where was the rest? She couldnât really stop to wonder about it right now, so she closed the wardrobe and tried to remember she needed to ask the next day.
âThere is only oneâ she sat back âI guess weâll have to shareâ
âI could think of worse thingsâ Josephine smiled.
The inquisitor wrapped both of them with the new blanket and they layed down, hugging each other. Suddenly it wasnât so cold anymore
(okay warnings first, Iâve never tried to write shenko - or any ME ship by the way - so this is my first go, I hope it doesnât suck too much
Also I hope you donât mind I use my Shepard here)
âGive up, Kaidanâ she said âI wonât sleep, it has been daysâ
âMore reason for you to try to get some sleep! We canât have you sleeping around in battleâ
Elena was about to answer when she yawned, her eyes almost closing for a second.
âSee?â he got up âYou are tiredâ
âIâve never said I wasnât, the problem is that I canât sleepâ
âTry, for me. Iâll get something hot for you to drink, maybe it will helpâ
Kaidan left the commanderâs office, hoping Elena wouldnât just get up from bed and start to work on something else. Itâs been days she could only sleep one of two hours. The days she would close her eyes, later she would wake up with nightmares. Shepard would never admit she had nightmares, but Kaidan knew her too well.
He took one of the teas left to bring her, something to calm her down. She had too much on her shoulders and Kaidan wanted to help here, take some of the weight, but Elena didnât want to drag anyone to hell with her. Well, pitty, the whole galaxy would go, specially Kaidan.
When he got back, he smiled at the scene. Elena was finally sleeping, maybe not for long, but it was something. He left the tea on her table and sat again by her side in the bed, leaning forward to kiss her forehead.
