#merver

Rating: Mature Words: 1266 Fandom: Dragon Age 2 Ship: Merrill/Carver Hawke Tags: tickle fights, first time together, admission of love, established feelings, vague timeline, playful sex, no plot just vibes

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Title: A Chance Engagement Rating: Teen and Up Audiences Chapters: 22/? Pairings: Eventual Carver/Merrill, background F!Mahariel/Tamlen, other pairings not revealed yet because of spoilers   Other characters: Marian Hawke, Bethany Hawke, Leandra Hawke, Isabela, Tamlen, Fenarel, Female Mahariel, Keeper Marethari, Sabrae Clan, Arishok   Other tags: Alternative Universe - Regency, Pride & Prejudice References, Bethany and Carver Hawke Live, Pride & Prejudice AU, Fluff and Humour  

Summary:

“It is a truth universally acknowledged, Lady Leandra Amell tried to impress upon her three children, that a single man in possession of a large fortune must be in want of a wife. However she hoped this wisdom would be received by her offspring, Lady Amell was dismayed to find that it had not had the effect she intended.”

Regency AU. When Miss Merrill attends the Kirkwall public assembly ball, the last man she expects to engage in a dance is Carver Hawke – a single man who has just come into possession of a large fortune. This chance meeting, however, sets them both on a path they never expected.

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The next morning passed in much the same way as the previous; and once breakfast was over, the ladies sat in the drawing room for a while to occupy themselves. Merrill busied herself in making her own bonnet for the winter. Elves, she explained to a curious Miss Hawke, did not often wear head-dresses because the caps and bonnets of current human fashion did not cater for pointed elf ears; so elves would usually make their own when the season turned in order to protect their ears from the colder weather.  

‘How fascinating,’ Lady Leandra said, in a tone so polite Merrill couldn’t tell whether she was merely being courteous or whether she was truly interested, ‘and how very resourceful. I imagine that the stiffer, more rigid bonnets made of straw that accommodate human’s ears would be difficult for your people to wear.’

‘Yes,’ Merrill agreed. ‘Sometimes we do find a bonnet – even a straw one – that we can purchase and trim to suit our heads; but the bonnets we make ourselves tend to be softer. We make them of silks, or velvet, or cotton; although we trim them with ribbons or lace the same way, and make them up as pretty as we can.’

‘Speaking of hats,’ Miss Hawke said, ‘and please excuse my interruption, Merrill – Mother, were you not going to call on the milliners today, when you visit the Reinhardts?’

‘Yes, you are right,’ Lady Leandra recalled. ‘As a matter of fact, I was about to dress myself to go out. Is there anything you or Bethany need?’

Mother and daughter left the room in conversation, and a short time after, Sir Carver entered it. Bethany looked surprised to see her brother, for she thought that Mr Fenris was due to call soon, and said so.

‘He is not calling for another half-hour,’ her twin replied, ‘so I thought I would come and sit with you awhile. I thought Sister and Mother were here?’ 

In this chapter (2,244 words), Merrill joins the Hawkes for breakfast, and Carver receives some news that sours his mood.  

Title: A Chance Engagement Rating: Teen and Up Audiences Chapters: 17/? Pairings: Eventual Carver/Merrill, background F!Mahariel/Tamlen   Other characters: Marian Hawke, Bethany Hawke, Leandra Hawke, Isabela, Tamlen, Fenarel, Female Mahariel, Keeper Marethari, Arishok   Other tags: Alternative Universe - Regency, Pride & Prejudice References, Bethany and Carver Hawke Live, Pride & Prejudice AU, Fluff and Humour  

Summary:

“It is a truth universally acknowledged, Lady Leandra Amell tried to impress upon her three children, that a single man in possession of a large fortune must be in want of a wife. However she hoped this wisdom would be received by her offspring, Lady Amell was dismayed to find that it had not had the effect she intended.”

Regency AU. When Miss Merrill attends the Kirkwall public assembly ball, the last man she expects to engage in a dance is Carver Hawke – a single man who has just come into possession of a large fortune. This chance meeting, however, sets them both on a path they never expected.

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Anders departed early the next morning, after the Hawkes offered to host him for the night in a guest room neighbouring Mahariel’s; but as the patient showed no deterioration in her condition overnight, both she and the good doctor decided he would no longer be needed for the duration of her recovery.

For the Hawkes, it was a relief to hear the invalid’s condition was not more serious – but privately Carver felt conflicted about the elven ladies’ stay, even if he would not dream of admitting it for fear of raising his sisters’ disapproval. He was indeed very sorry that Mahariel had been injured, and of course there was no question of allowing Merrill to go home without a chaperone, or of hearing of her removal if the patient requested her there – but the fact that Merrill would be staying under his roof for the next few days would sorely test him.

For Merrill, last night, had been so beautiful as to be ethereal; she even sounded adorable when she so sweetly ridiculed the Arishok, whether by accident or design – and Carver was surprised at how engaged by her he seemed to be every time they met.

But, especially now Merrill was a firm friend of his sisters – Marian more so than Bethany, perhaps – this fascination he had, if he allowed it to develop, could be inconvenient at best, contemptible at worst; and it could make matters awkward between his sisters and their new friend. Plus, society was unlikely to approve of such an interest, between human and elf – and Lady Leandra had worked so hard (and for so long) at re-acceptance into the Hightown set, that the last thing Carver wanted to do was cause his mother to be sneered at and shunned from all her aristocratic friends again – regardless of what he privately thought of such friends – and it was advisable for a man in his situation to marry for connections, and therefore marry well. 

Regency AU. In this chapter, Sir Carver bumps into Merrill while she’s walking in her family’s gardens, and invites her to a dinner party at the Hawkes -- while Merrill gets an eyeful from his scandalously tight breeches. Of course. 

Title: A Chance Engagement  Rating: Teen and Up Audiences  Chapters: 11/?  Pairings: Eventual Carver/Merrill, background F!Mahariel/Tamlen   Other characters: Marian Hawke, Bethany Hawke, Leandra Hawke, Isabela, Tamlen, Fenarel, Female Mahariel, Keeper Marethari  Other tags: Alternative Universe - Regency, Pride and Prejudice References, Bethany and Carver Hawke Live, Fluff and Humour  

Summary: 

“It is a truth universally acknowledged, Lady Leandra Amell tried to impress upon her three children, that a single man in possession of a large fortune must be in want of a wife. However she hoped this wisdom would be received by her offspring, Lady Amell was dismayed to find that it had not had the effect she intended.” 

Regency AU. When Miss Merrill attends the Kirkwall public assembly ball, the last man she expects to engage in a dance is Carver Hawke – a single man who has just come into possession of a large fortune. This chance meeting, however, sets them both on a path they never expected. 

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The next day, Merrill was wandering barefoot around the gardens on either side of the driveway leading up to the Sundermount Estate; she was free to do this at home, away from any human gaze or judgement, and she liked the feeling of the grass beneath her feet. 

The late autumn air was crisp on her face, and the morning dew made the cold earth a little soft and wet; but her footsteps made a satisfying rustle among the red and brown leaves that had fallen in her path, and Merrill was happy to note there was even a smattering of lawn daisies on the green. It seemed almost symbolic, Merrill thought to herself, that the daisies had appeared out of season – on the day she turned one-and-twenty at last – free for her to pick them and make daisy chains while she walked.

Last night’s ball had been far more pleasant than her first ever ball; she’d been delighted to see her friends, and even had an agreeable dance with Pol. Unlike any of the Sabraes, Pol was city-born, worldly; Merrill herself had been largely raised in the countryside. Both, however, had spent at least some of their younger years in Ferelden, far from Kirkwall; and Merrill had been pleased for an opportunity for both of them to reminisce about the rolling green hills and the smell of the mud on a rainy day, whenever they’d managed to get out of their cruel and crowded alienages.

The crunch of a footstep on the driveway’s gravel startled her; and Merrill turned round – only to see Sir Carver stop in his tracks. 

In which the Gallows reels from recent events, Emile de Launcet introduces Carver to his favourite book, and Hawke and Anders leave the Estate as Carver visits Merrill (also, SMUT). 

This fic has been going for over three years now. I thought I should at least attempt to finish it... even if we’ve got like 30--40 chapters to go...

Title: The Templar And The Blood Mage Fandom: Dragon Age 2 Rating: Explicit  Pairings: Carver/Merrill, M!Hawke/Anders  Word Count: 5,721 words (total: 42,142 words)

Summary:  Carver has finally managed (with Isabela's help) to get together with Merrill, after pining for the Dalish elf for years. Being a Templar, however, means he is forced to keep his relationship a secret - a fact that is not helped by the publication of a certain friend-fiction that becomes the Kirkwall version of "Fifty Shades of Grey". 

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The tunnel was dark and musty, but a faint wisp lit the blond man’s path, the pale blue light bouncing off the walls as he walked. He tread cautiously, carefully, as if he expected to run into anyone at any moment. It was a route he’d often walked, a tunnel he’d often used for this specific purpose, yet he was no less careful than he was the many other times he’d done this before. His staff was secured to his back, although anyone who knew him knew that he would be ready to brandish and use it at a moment’s notice.

There was only one difference: this time, he was not alone. 

In this chapter, Merrill receives Carver's letter -- and, when Carver visits her, tries to come up with an idea of how to help with Ser Alrik. 

Title: The Courtship of Daisy and Junior Chapter: 14/23 Fandom: Dragon Age 2 Pairing: Carver/Merrill  Rating: Explicit Other tags: Matchmaking, Comedy of Errors, Bets & Wagers, Falling In Love, Failboats In Love, Eventual Relationships, Eventual Smut, Awkward Dates, Awkwardness, Misunderstandings, Slow Burn, Canon Compliant  

Summary: Following the trip to Chateau Haine with Carver, Isabela hatches a plot to matchmake the templar with Merrill. Varric bets that it won’t work, while Merrill has no idea what’s going on. Will Carver manage to win Merrill’s heart? Or will Isabela lose her bet?

Fanfic inspired by this “Mark of the Assassin” dialogue: Carver: So… how is Merrill? Sad that she couldn’t come along. Isabela: She’s fine, all things considered. Why do you—Wait. Carver: What? Isabela: You. Merrill. Andraste’s granny pants, I can’t believe I never saw it before! Carver: What? No! No no no no. You’ve got it wrong! Isabela: Stop fretting. I’m on your side, and I always win. Carver: She’s not a game of cards! Isabela: Whatever. Good at matchmaking, not so good at the analogies.

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Merrill felt agitated. It had been some days since the body shots incident, and her thoughts still seemed to be consumed with Carver. Oh, she’d managed to get things done; she wasn’t a complete idiot — but really, to get this wound up for this long over a boy? It wasn’t like her at all. She didn’t even think she’d managed to get this wound up over Hawke.

For Hawke, it had been more of a placid longing from afar — when he smiled she smiled, when he charmed her she was charmed; but now, she realised, that was all it was. Hawke’s well-built physique (especially considering he was a mage) was definitely worth admiring; but, Merrill now realised, the attraction she’d felt to Hawke had been thin and shallow. Not like the burning, yearning, red-hot passion she now seemed to feel for his brother. It was like she’d been electrified with it.

It was like this had really come out of nowhere. And it was the last thing she wanted.

No. No. She shouldn’t. She didn’t want to be overlooked in favour of another, again. He may or may not like Isabela — Isabela seemed to think he didn’t, but Merrill wasn’t so sure and she knew Isabela often liked to play it cool — but Merrill couldn’t get in the way of her friend’s plans. Or risk coming second best again.

And that was even before you got to the other, more important reasons why Merrill shouldn’t feel the way she did. Like the fact that she was an elf and a mage, and he was a human and a templar.

Merrill sighed, sat up in her bed, and lit the candles on her bedside table; the erotic novel Isabela had lent her flickered into view, an explicitly detailed story about an imaginary elven princess and her human manservant that Merrill had read well into the night with widened eyes and curled toes. It was now late morning, but it was so dim in her hovel one wouldn’t have thought it.