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Eldritch Horror Prompts
Based on the list found here. Please like and reblog the original version.
Forbidden knowledge
Made of the Void
A strange and ancient statue
Something pretending to be human
Parasite and host, puppet and puppeteer
It watches from above
A glitch in reality
I've seen too much
Eldritch corruption: human
Eldritch corruption: animal
Eldritch corruption: environment
A creature from the deep
Eldritch circuitry, what lives in the wires
Maddening music
Humanity's smallness
Too many eyes
Too many teeth
Non-euclidean geometry (think M.C. Escher)
Swarm or hivemind
Something in the walls
Unearthly arthropod
Fungal/plant takeover
Mirrors, reflections, and doubling
Vampiric entity
Ritual circle
Anatomy/body horror
Eldritch and fey
Horse/farm animal horror
Something on an old VHS tape
Fear (based on a phobia of either the writer's or the asker's)
Okay, fine: Tentacles!
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Hey hey! Hope you're having a great night! How about an Anders x Anyone prompt? “You don’t know what you do to me, do you?” Hope the muse is helpful tonight!
I am, it's good to be back!
Have a cheeky Nanders for your @dadrunkwriting tonight, my friend! With a side of established Sigrun/Velanna
Maker, but they made a pretty picture together, wresting in the dusty training ring. Anders wasn't the only one to have noticed, either; everyone from the scullery maids to Sigrun to even Justice were watching as Cousland and the Howe duked it out.
He did have to assume the Spirit had less... earthly reasons for his interest, though.
The two men separated, panting and grinning, wild-eyed, at each other. Anders made eye contact with Sigrun, cuddled up against Velanna across the ring from where he leaned against a post. The little elf, of course, scowled at him, but he'd learned not to take it personally by now. Sigrun was about the only person she didn't glower at.
His attention switched back to the sparring men, who appeared to now be taking a break for water and discussing tactics. He pushed himself fully upright and hopped the fence, triggering a wolf-whistle from Sigrun.
"Hey, Howe," he called, adding a little wave to catch the older man's attention. He'd been flirting with more intention recently, not just his usual, low-level constant, and Nathaniel had undoubtedly been reciprocating his attentions.
Nathaniel turned at his name, eyebrows raised in question. "Yes, mage? We were about to start again; did you need the Commander?"
Oh, Maker, he was hot. Stripped down to nothing but a pair of sinfully tight, dark leather breeches, skin shining with sweat, he looked good enough to eat. "Oh, no, just thought I'd come wish my favourite archer luck, " he replied, swaying his hips dramatically as he stepped closer.
Nathaniel's lips pursed, but his eyes glittered with amusement. "I am, in fact, the only archer among us Wardens, so that ranking hardly says much about our friendship, now, does it, healer?"
"Oh, but even with another, they'd be hard-pressed to win my favor, " he tossed back with a cheeky wink. "No, your place in my affections is sealed, Howe. Best resign yourself to it!"
Nathaniel rolled his eyes, but chuckled despite himself. "If you are not here to spar, step back, healer. You are a distraction." He gripped Anders' shoulder with one hand, and his waist with the other, spinning him in an easy motion and sending him back to the stands with a gentle shove.
Anders felt his cheeks flush at the manhandling, mind immediately dropping into the gutter, as he stumbled back over to the other Wardens. Sigrun beamed at him, laughing at his flustered expression, and she tugged him to sit between her and Justice.
"Creators, shem, but you are embarrassing. Either bed the man or move on," Velanna complained. "I am tired of watching you two."
"Some of us wish to be wooed, and I am one of them," he responded haughtily. "Excuse me for having standards."
"You fall into bed with a new maid or soldier weekly," Velanna scoffed.
"Not recently." He'd given up his more casual trysts the moment Nathaniel had shown the slightest hint of interest. He still flirted, of course, he wasn't dead, but he hadn't acted on it in weeks.
"Hmmmph," was all Velanna deigned to reply with.
Sigrun elbowed her. "I think it's sweet,Lannan. Our Anders is in love!"
Anders flinched away, completely involuntarily, only playing it up after the fact to disguise the truth of the reaction; he threw himself into the dirt in pretend horror. "Don't slander my guys name like that, Sigrun! I simply realized the second most attractive man in the Vigil was interested in me, and am acting accordingly."
"Let me guess: the most attractive man being you?" Velanna sneered, and Anders winked at her.
"But of course, my lady."
"You're wrong on both counts," Sigrun corrected, as he knew she would; they'd had this argument countless times now. "Aedan is much more attractive than Nathaniel. Or you, sorry sweetie."
Grateful for the change of subject, he let his attention drift back to his Commander and Nathaniel. "You just like beards, Sugrun," he said distractedly.
He hopped up again the moment they called it a draw, trying his best to look casual as he once again approached the shorter man. "Maker, Nate, you don't know what you do to me, do you?" he asked once he got close went for a veneer of privacy.
Nathaniel, already flushed from exertion, turned a deeper shade of red at Anders' words. "I certainly have an idea, with the way you look at me, healer," he muttered, wiping his face dry on a scrap of linen.
"And how do I look at you?"
"The way I look at you. Only I have the sense to wait till the whole Vigil isn't staring."
#dadwc#dadwc prompts#cheeky nanders#nanders#nathanders#anders#nathaniel howe#aedan cousland#sigrun#velanna#justice
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Angsty Dialogue Writing Prompts
These are from https://authority.pub/angst-writing-prompts/!
1. “How much pain do you have to go through before giving up is okay?”
2. “You’re allowed to fall apart a little.”
3. “I hate remembering the mess I used to be because part of me misses it.”
4. “Don’t ever let anyone tell you giving up is easy. Giving up is the hardest thing I ever had to do.”
5. “I’m here. I know that’s not enough, but it’s all I got.”
6. “What’s the point of trying if it just proves that I’ll never be good enough?”
7. “I don’t expect a happy ending. I just want an ending.”
8. “It sucks. Because I want to hate you, but I can’t.”
9. “I wish, just once, you would love me like this — no strings attached.”
10. “It hurts when I realize I’ll never mean that much to someone.”
11. “They say distance makes the heart grow fonder, but my heart just became numb.”
12. “I wanted to believe you thought about me.”
13. “It’s harder when you can’t make yourself cry. When you don’t get to feel the release.”
14. “You’re my best friend. I wish I were yours.”
15. “You made me think I actually mattered.”
16. “I miss being incapable of love.”
17. “I’d rather deny my feelings than have to explain them.”
18. “I pushed you away because you deserve better.”
19. “If you don’t know my options, don’t judge my choices.”
20. “Even when you’re next to me, it feels like you’re miles away.”
21. “I’m sick of missing you when you’re right here.”
22. “I thought I could like it like this.”
23. “You seemed to like me better when I lied.”
24. “Could you stay a little bit longer?”
25. “Tell me you don’t want to leave. Say I’m enough to make you stay. I know it’s not true, but please just say it.”
26. “It was always you, no matter how much I denied it.”
27. “I wasn’t enough for you?” “No, you were too much.”
28. “No one can break your heart if you keep it broken anyway.”
29. “I tried.” “I know, and that was your mistake.”
30. “You’re right: I’m a liar. But you can believe me, just this one time.”
31. “You don’t have to love me.”
32. “If tomorrow comes anyway, will you be there?”
33. “You can’t be here. Not now.”
34. “Sometimes, forever just doesn’t last that long.”
35. “Don’t pretend you missed me.”
36. “Why am I grieving for someone who isn’t even dead?”
37. “How could you stand there and pretend this isn’t your fault?”
38. “Did you ever see me? Or was I just a background character?”
39. “Tell me I’m wrong. Say it. Please.”
40. “Don’t give me that look. Did you really expect things to be different this time?”
41. “I wish you would think of me when I wasn’t right in front of you.”
42. “You can still see the stars in the sky after they’ve burned out. It must be lonely, having no one miss you.”
43. “Could you see me like that, just for a moment? Pretend I mean something to you.”
44. “Hope has only ever failed me.”
45. “The world was a little brighter yesterday, wasn’t it? Everything was brighter without me there.”
46. “I’ll leave, and the world will move on. I just wish I could see it. See how much better everything is when I’m gone.”
47. “It doesn’t matter if you meant it or not. The pain is still real.”
48. “Oh my god, you love her. And she doesn’t love you back. How perfect.”
49. “I wish I could say it gets easier. It doesn’t.”
50. “Do you honestly not see how dysfunctional this family is?”
51. “Kiss me like you’ll never forget me. Then walk away. Why delay the inevitable?”
52. “Suicide doesn’t end the pain; it just passes it on to someone else.”
53. “Pretending to be happy is exhausting.”
54. “Who are you when no one’s watching?”
55. “You’re good at finding things. Find me a reason to stay.”
56. “I was alone with my baby. My own thoughts terrified me. And you never bothered to call.”
57. “The one person who called me when I was at my lowest wasn’t you.”
58. “I keep trying to be a better mother, even when everything I do seems to backfire.”
59. “Why did I even make it home?”
60. “The one day you notice I’m gone, I’m supposed to feel bad for you?”
61. “I know you did the best you could. I just wish you hadn’t stopped.”
62. “Your mind is the darkest place I’ve ever been to.”
63. “No wonder you’re not afraid of the dark. Nothing outside your head could be as scary as what’s inside it.”
64. “I didn’t choose to be an introvert. I did choose to be asocial. I regret nothing.”
65. “I’m not ending this. I just need to be away from you for a while.”
66. “It’s been a while since I felt myself turning to ash on the inside. Thanks for walking in and reminding me.”
67. “They don’t actually want me there. I’m tolerated — not welcome. Why don’t you see that?”
68. “Why would I trust anyone else with my baby? I didn’t feel safe. I didn’t feel seen or wanted. And I still don’t.”
69. "Why didn't you tell me I annoyed you so much?"
70. “Promise me, when I die, you’ll have me cremated and spread my ashes around a tree. I don’t need an expensive hole in the ground or a rock with my name on it.”
71. “I was drowning right in front of you, and you were too busy to notice.”
72. “I didn’t want to leave because I finally felt like you needed me there. It didn’t last.”
73. “What do you see in me that you hate so much when you see it in yourself?”
74. “I was finally starting to live before you showed up again. And now I see it.”
75. “You looked right at me when you said it. I think you meant every word.”
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DADWC Prompts/List!
Hi! I'm new to this type of thing so prepare for this post to evolve!! This is a list of the ships/situations/tropes/etc. that I am interested in/happy to write! I might also include little prompts, quotes, etc. I am willing and interested in doing NSFW for all of this also cause im a slut.
I also prefer queer ships because I am a queer person so please know that, if you request a straight ship, I might queer it up a little unless specifically asked. I particularly prefer trans!Fenris and queer!Inquisitor. I also love poly ships so. And I love Fenris so I will write Fenris into anything. :)
Ships:
Fenris/literally any character (except canonically lesbian characters)
Samahl Lavellan (my inquisitor) / Fenris / Solas
Sam Lavellan/Fenris
Sam Lavellan/Solas
Any Solavellan
Warden/Zevran
M!Inquisitor/Dorian/Solas
willing to explore other ships!!
Situations:
Modern AUs (especially bookshop or ranch/horse barn AUs)
post-game (any game/any ending)
mid-game drabbles
SO much pining!!!
SOO much angst!!!
FWB but someone catches feelings
Prompts/Tropes
anything based on a particular song (send title/artist plz)
i will add more to this list as i think of them (feel free to send ideas!)
NSFW Below the Cut!! (18+ only)
NSFW/Kink Prompts (must be 18+ to request NSFW/kink)
touch-starved
face fucking
orgasm denial
exhibitionism/risky
tummy kink
more to come!
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Prompt Me!
I’ve decided to start accepting writing prompts, for both DADWC and just in general. If you want to check out my existing works, I’m on AO3 at tatertwitch, or you can go to the my writing tag on my blog.
Please make sure you send me the prompt in its entirety, not just the number. I am accepting NSFW prompts (though not for my OCs at the moment).
If you wanted me to write a particular OC, you can find their profiles here (this link doesn't work on mobile, sorry).
Favourite Ships
Anders/Fenris
Anders/Fenris/Justice
Anders/Justice
Anders/Karl Thekla
Anders/Nathaniel Howe
Favourite Friendships
Anders & Hawke
Anders & The Warden-Commander
Hawke & Varric
Anders & Isabela
Anders & Merrill
Fenris & Isabela
Fenris & Merrill
Anders & Ser Pounce-a-Lot
Fenris & Ser Pounce-a-Lot
Prompt Lists:
dragon age inspired dialogue prompts
more dragon age prompts
spicy dialogue prompts
intimate moments
anders inspired prompts
more anders inspired prompts
micro story prompts
send me a spell from DA2 as a prompt
I'm also working on Bad Things Happen Bingo for Anders, Fenris, and Anders/Fenris or Anders/Karl. Prompts that have been crossed out have been completed, prompts that are circled are ones that have been requested/are in progress.
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Tracker: 50 Types of Kisses
Adapted from the original list of 50 Types of Kisses by @kashimalin-fanfiction.
Small kisses littered across the other’s face.
A small, fleeting kiss - which is immediately followed by a passionate, hungry kiss.
A breathy demand: “Kiss me” - and what the other person does to respond.
An accidental brush of lips followed by a pause and going back for another, on purpose.
Throwing their arms around the other person’s neck, hugging them close before kissing them passionately on the lips.
Wild, breathless kisses brought on by a heartfelt gift.
French kisses where they trace every tooth with their tongues as though trying to memorize them.
Laying a gentle kiss to the back of the other’s hand.
A kiss that lasts so long, they are sharing each other’s breaths.
A hello/good-bye kiss that is given without thinking - where neither person thinks twice about it.
Morning kisses that are exchanged before either person opens their eyes, kissing blindly until their lips meet in a blissful encounter.
Sneaking away to a hidden corner to share a secretive kiss.
Butterfly kisses against the other’s cheeks.
A kiss so desperate that the two wind around each other, refusing to let go until they are finished.
A fierce kiss that ends with a bite on the lip, soothing it with a lick.
One person pouting, only to have it removed by a kiss from the other person.
Tucking their hands beneath the other person’s shirt, just to watch them break the kiss and gasp in surprise at the sensation of cold/warm hands on their skin.
Teasing kisses where one person blows air into the other’s mouth and runs away.
One person stopping a kiss to ask “Do you want to do this?”, only to have the other person answer with a deeper, more passionate kiss.
Kissing in a stairwell, giving them an artificial height difference.
A chaste kiss given to each other because they are in mixed company.
A kiss that is leading to more, but is interrupted by a third party.
A kiss that tastes of the food/dessert they are eating.
Deep kisses where they have their hands tangled in each other’s hair to pull them closer.
Wet kisses after finding refuge from the rain.
Brushing a kiss along the shell of the other person’s ear.
Kisses exchanged while one person sits on the other’s lap.
One person tracing the other’s lips with a fingertip until they can’t resist any longer, tilting their chin towards them for a kiss.
Staring at each other’s lips for a moment before moving closer, as if drawn together by some unseen force.
Weak, sweaty kisses because it’s unbearably hot.
Pulling away from a kiss, whispering words of love against each other’s lips.
A kiss so passionate, so perfect - that after they part, neither person can open their eyes for a few moments afterwards.
An unexpected kiss that shocks the one receiving it.
Kisses that start on their fingers and run up their arm, eventually ending on their lips.
An awkward kiss given after a first date.
Starting with bunny kisses before moving on to soft kisses.
Cleaning the other person’s lips with a lick and a kiss.
Whispering “I love you” before a chaste, delicate kiss.
Kissing tears from the other’s face.
A gentle kiss that quickly descends into passion, with little regard for what’s going on around them.
Kisses shared under an umbrella.
Distracting kisses from someone that are meant to stop the other person from finishing their work, and give them kisses instead.
A kiss pressed to the top of the head.
Tentative kisses given in the dark.
Kisses exchanged as they move around, hitting the edges of tables or nearly tripping over things on the floor before making it to the sofa, or bed.
A lingering kiss before a long trip apart.
A kiss paired with a tight hug, knocking the breath out of the person being hugged.
One person has to bend down in order to kiss their partner, who is standing on their tip-toes to reach their partner’s.
Short and sweet kiss after meeting up for a date.
A kiss, followed by more that trail down the jaw and neck.
Adapted from Kissing Starter prompt list originally posted by screnwriter-deactivated20220724
“ kiss me. ”
“ can’t we just… make out, or something? “
“ i really want to kiss you right now. “
“ just one more… “
“ it was more of a peck… “
“ kiss me and you’ll find out. “
“ i’m here for business, not pleasure. “
“ so you don’t want me to kiss you? “
“ i could kiss you for hours. “
“ how about a good night kiss? “
“ you may now kiss the bride. “
“ permission to lean in? “ “ permission granted. “
“ you, me, bed, now. “
“ i fell asleep before i could kiss you. “
“ we didn’t kiss each other good morning. “
“ i’ve been wanting to kiss you for a while. “
“ kiss me, i’m miserable. “
“ who was your first kiss? “
“ did you do the laundry? “ “ yes, now where’s my kiss? “
“ if you want me to kiss you, all you have to do is ask. “
“ with your mouth on mine, there’s less bullshit coming out of it. “
“ can i get another one? “
“ every time you kiss me, i swear i’m falling even more in love with you. “
“ kiss the pain away. “
“ with your lips on mine… “
“ is there such a thing as love at first kiss? “
“ if i were to kiss someone, it would be you. “
“ you’re irresistible. ”
“ you said i had nice lips. who says that? “
“ kiss me again, but don’t stop this time. “
“ i love it when you kiss me. “
“ your kisses mean the world to me. “
“ i want you to kiss me. for real, this time. “
“ one last kiss is worth being late to work for. “
“ if you kiss me, we’re not getting out of bed today… “
“ you kissed me last night. “ “ and you didn’t stop me. “
“ no more kisses! i need to get ready for work. “
“ i really want to kiss you. “
“ it’s cute, this thing you’re doing. “ “ being all nervous? “
“ you’re going to have to guide me through this. “
“ i kissed you. “ “ i know, i… was there. “
“ you just can’t help yourself, can you? “
“ i’ve always wondered what it would be like to kiss you. “
“ it’s just an innocent kiss. “
“ we’re friends, right? friends kiss each other all the time. “
“ people kiss each other all the time. doesn’t mean there’s feelings involved. “
“ i’m sorry for bringing it up. “ “ actually, i would love to kiss you. “
“ you mean, you and me? kissing? “
“ you’ve seriously never thought about [us kissing]? “ “ maybe once or twice. “
“ you mean us, kissing? “ “ can’t say it never crossed my mind… “
“ of course i’m a little curious. i’ve heard great things about you. “
“ all i want to do is kiss you. all day, every day. “
“ well, if anybody were to kiss me, i would want that person to be you. “
“ you just can’t get enough of me, can you? “
“ and right now, i think you should kiss me. “
“ i’ll kiss you right now to prove i don’t feel something for you. “
“ you kissed me first. “ “ i definitely didn’t. “ “ you were literallyall over me. “
“ did you just kiss me? “
“ you’re so full of shit… [if you think the kiss didn’t mean something] “
“ did we just kiss? “
“ your kiss already gave you away. “
“ we don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. “
“ don’t speak. just kiss me. “
“ come kiss me. “
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Prompt Archive
I’m changing up my prompt page for DADWC but I will be switching it back to this eventually, so this is just a record for myself.
Please copy + paste the whole prompt in the ask, so I know exactly what to deliver on. :) And feel free to elaborate/specify/expand/come up with your own!
Please either specify a specific AU, or a specific pairing, when you send me prompts! I will also always welcome poetry or song lyrics, as long as there’s a character/pairing. And check the bottom of the list to see what has been filled.
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AUs:
Bloodied & Broken
Ixchel is 27, it’s her second life/”fix-it”/”redo” of DAI. She is angry, tired, depressed, and determined not to let any of that stop her from saving the world--by convincing Solas that this life is worth living, and this world, worth saving. (Spoiler: she does.)
Prompts end up being either part of future fic events, or stolen moments from the fic that just weren’t included. :)
SubAU: “one wild and precious life” - in the distant future after Bloodied&Broken is done, Solas is in uthenera, Ixchel has a romance with Sebastian Vael, who is a widower as well.
Elvhenan
**anything and everything magic, Elvhen, empires, and spooktacular eldritch horrorness**
Because of time travel shenanigans, young!Ixchel at the Conclave is replaced by resurrected!Ixchel, but some kind of melding happens in the interim, where she gets some of older Ixchel's memories or at least feelings. Young!Ixchel pops up into pre-Arlathan Elvhenan. She has the Anchor, but there is no Veil. She has vallaslin, but not mind-controlling type (no lyrium in it).
Everything about this AU is based around prompts so send them away!
Shadows in the Sun (young!timeline)
My (tentative?) DA4 canon: Inquisitor Ixchel, in her early 20s, is running across Thedas in search of ways to stop Fen’Harel or convince her old friend to change his ways. Kieran, her childhood friend (they’re roughly the same age), appears on one of her lonesome journeys...and asks her for help. His mother (who drank the Well) has gone missing, and he needs Ixchel’s help finding her.
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Pairings
Bloodied & Broken:
Romantic
Solas x Ixchel Lavellan (#broken mirrors)
Morrigan x Halevune Mahariel (#old blood older still)
Ixchel Lavellan x Sebastian (widow/widoer, political marriage au, a love of equals and integrity) (#one wild and precious life)
Garrett Hawke x Fenris (I don’t have a lot in mind for these two except that their relationship is inspired by Batman 2022 Batman/Catwoman)
Platonic
Ixchel Lavellan & Cassandra Pentaghast
Ixchel Lavellan & Dorian Pavus
Ixchel Lavellan & Vivienne
Ixchel Lavellan & Solas
Ixchel Lavellan & Halevune Mahariel
Ixchel Lavellan & Morrigan
Ixchel Lavellan & Gethrael (a friend’s OC, a Dalish Spirit Healer and Keeper)
Ixchel Lavellan & Syrillon (a friend’s OC, a Dalish elf who now works as a bodyguard for an Antivan prince)
Ixchel Lavellan & Briala (wary allies and revolutionaries)
Morrigan & Kieran (#old blood older still)
Halevune Mahariel & Kieran (#old blood older still)
Send me obscure DA OCs... I probably have some plans for them as Inquisition agents or something.
Elvhenan:
Romantic
Dirthamen x Ixchel Lavellan ( #sunbird)
Platonic
Ixchel Lavellan & Solas/Fen’Harel
Ixchel Lavellan & Glory (Rivalry)
Ixchel Lavellan & Hope(aka Felassan)
Ixchel Lavellan & Andruil (Enemies)
Ixchel Lavellan & Deceit (Protege & Mentor)
Dirthamen & Solas
Any ancient elf NPC is fair game!
Shadows in the Sun:
Romantic
Ixchel Lavellan x Jester (Leliana’s Agent)
Ixchel Lavellan x Kieran (#shadows in the sun, chaste)
Platonic
Ixchel Lavellan & Cassandra Pentaghast
Ixchel Lavellan & Dorian Pavus
Ixchel Lavellan & Solas (Solavellan Hell)
Ixchel Lavellan & Morrigan (Daughter & Mother found family ish)
Ixchel Lavellan & Kieran (friends)
Ixchel Lavellan & Lace Harding
Ixchel Lavellan & Charter
Ixchel Lavellan & Varric
Send me obscure DA OCs... I probably have some plans for them as Inquisition agents or something.
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Prompt Lists
Please copy + paste the whole prompt in the ask, so I know exactly what to deliver on. :) And feel free to elaborate/specify/expand/come up with your own! Please either specify a specific AU, or a specific pairing!
I always accept lines of poetry, song lyrics, or prompts that aren’t listed below.
Emotional Intimacy and Pillowtalk
Kiss Prompts
Eerie Vague Prompts - Autumn
Eerie Vague Prompts
Subtle Smut Prompts
FLUFFUARY 2022
14DaysDALovers 2022
The Fall 2003 Prompts
Scarlet Pimpernel 1982 Prompts
The Language of Thorns
Circe Prompts
Untranslatable Words
Smut Dialogue
Couple Things
Miscellaneous Dialogue Prompts
Nonsexual Acts of Intimacy
Dragon Age Specific Dialogue Prompts
Trope Bingo
Touching
50 Kisses
Quotes about Death
Linkin Park Lyrics
Prompts with Children
Sensory Prompts
Short and Angsty Prompts
Touches
Midnight Mass Prompts
Winter Holiday Themed Prompts
Strange Philosophies Prompts
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Filled Prompts
General Ixchel Lavellan:
“the eye, alone in its socket, doesn't even know there's another one, just like it, an inch away, just as hungry, as empty”
Morrigan, Mahariel (+ Kieran) (#old blood older still)
"they spooned all night and finally felt cared for"
"Taking a bath together"
"Shivering in a place where the Veil is thin"
"Can I open my eyes yet?"
“Promise. Promise me you’ll stay.”
“pulling one toward the other”
"Everybody has a face that they hold inside”
‘I did it selfishly, in bitter heart, and I would bear the consequence.’
‘death is not the opposite of life, but a part of it.’
Lavellan/Dirthamen (Arlathan, #sunbird):
One character playing with the other’s hair
"No one has a heart of stone."
death is the only god who comes when called
"Do you feel at peace?"
“Did you dress up just for me?”
“I’m alive. I can tell because of the pain.”
"You pick up every rose in sight but all the roses die; I'd rather keep them alive, roots grow slowly"
Solavellan (#broken mirrors)
One character washing another's hair
"Everything here feels wrong. The Veil…is far too thin."
One character adjusting the other’s jewelry/neck tie/ etc
“I sleep better when you’re around”
“tasting their smile”
One falling asleep with their head in the other’s lap.
Cassandra, Lavellan:
"Braiding the other's hair"
"A mentor/mentee moment"
“If it bleeds, it can be killed.” “Well, it doesn’t.”
Lavellan, Briala:
"You said you trusted me. What changed?"
Lavellan, Vivienne:
"One falling asleep with their head in the other’s lap."
Lavellan, Dorian:
"Strikhedonia - The pleasure of being able to say “to hell with it”."
"Druxy - Something which looks good on the outside, but is actually rotten inside.”
young!Lavellan, Kieran (#shadows in the sun)
“Brontide - The low rumbling of distant thunder.”
“Cafuné (Brazilian Portueguese): The act of tenderly running one’s fingers through someone’s hair”
hide and seek, + morrigan
"Cafuné (Brazilian Portueguese): The act of tenderly running one’s fingers through someone’s hair"
Ixchel Lavellan, Gethrael:
hugging each other
"everyone gets their wings clipped at some point"
Lavellan, Felassan (Arlathan):
playing with the other’s hair
Lavellan, Fen’Harel (Arlathan):
“cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once”
Lavellan, Glory (Arlathan):
"Dueling with swords, and slowly cutting off bits of the enemy’s clothes."
Ixchel Lavellan/Sebastian Vael (#one wild and precious life)
“delaying death is one of my hobbies”
“I have never known such a wondrous thing in all my life as you”
Lace Harding:
petrichor - The smell of dry rain on the ground
Solas (Pride) & Dirthamen:
Ozymandias: "Nothing beside remains. Round the decay / Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare / The lone and level sands stretch far away.
Solas (Pride) &(and / ) Felassan:
“The birds in his belly crave greener pastures!”
‘that’s the worst prophecy I’ve ever heard.
Misc. Prompts Previously Accepted:
Check here.
And here.
Fluffuary2022
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Happy Friday! How about “You’re breathtaking” for Fenhawke?
Thank you so very much for this ask x3 I had something romantic in my mind, but when I started writing, I remembered the first time I encountered Fenris in DA2, so this came out instead.
@dadrunkwriting
Pairing: Fenris/male Hawke
Rated: T (only because of blood)
Length: 519
There could have been many words he could’ve uttered when he watched the blood-covered elf step down the stairs, but he never knew why the following sentence had escaped his lips instead.
“You’re breathtaking.” Hawke couldn’t pry his eyes from the still faintly glowing eyes. He didn’t even notice the baffled faces of his companions as they looked at him in disbelief from behind him.
What he noticed, however, was the slight arch in the elf’s dark brows when he came to a halt before him, cocking his head to the side in slight irritation.
“I apologise.” He chose to ignore the strange remark obviously as he paced around them. “When I asked Anso to provide a distraction for the hunters, I had no idea they’d be so numerous.” the elf added, his voice so smooth it baffled Hawke.
By the Maker, he had just watched this man tearing a heart out of a chest. That act alone should alert all his senses.
But he was a Hawke, and all he could think about was how beautiful the elf’s skin looked as the moonlight fell onto it and how the white hair fell so smoothly into his face. Not to mention the graceful way he moved around Hawke and his party.
“I…” he coughed as his voice gave way. “I take it they were looking for you?”
“Correct.” The elf’s green eyes studied him as he turned around. There didn’t seem to be any more hidden hunters waiting to ambush them. “My name is Fenris. These men were imperial bounty hunters. Hired to reclaim a Magister’s lost property. Namely myself.”
Hawke took only half the words in as he studied Fenris, getting lost in the green eyes and smooth lips as they moved.
He had never seen a man more beautiful or terrifying, but he couldn’t betray the fast pace his heartbeat took upon as it threatened to burst through his ribcage. There just was something about him.
“So, you needed help taking them out, I take it? So you hired Anso, who hired us?” Varric concluded since Hawke hadn’t been moving, the mage's lips moving like a fish gasping for water.
“Correct. I couldn’t face them alone, and thankfully, Anso chose wisely.” Fenris's lips twitched as he spoke his praise.
It wasn’t truly a smile, but enough to take Hawke’s breath away again. He realised it might have been that infamous love at first sight, which probably was a bit strange, considering the elf was still covered in his enemy's blood.
But honestly, that wouldn’t be the first strange thing Hawke ever felt or did.
“If they were slavers, then they deserve their fate.” Hawke tried to sound smooth but failed. At least Varric’s face told him so. “So what happens now?”
“They’re not the only ones in town. There will be more. Besides, ” Fenris ducked beside one of the corpses, face turning into a sneer. “It’s as I thought. Their Master accompanied them. I need to confront him before he finds me first.”
Fenris paused for a moment, eyes studying Hawke.
“And I could use some help.”
#dragon age#dragon age fanfiction#prompt#writing#fenhawke#dadrunkwriting#my writing#prompt fill#dadwc#fenris#hawke#Fenris/male Hawke#male Hawke/Fenris#first time meeting#Hawke is a dork#this was my reaction to meeting Fenris okay?#don't take this too serious
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Hello and happy Friday!! From the 'Kisses' prompt list - cheek kisses. Happy Writing!!
Thank you!! I have Loghain and Anora for @dadrunkwriting this week:
The ceremony is already running late when he steps into Anora’s room, and all the maids shuffle out without a word.
“Hello,” she says, her eyes meeting his in the mirror.
For a moment he is tempted to soothe her. To tell her she does not have to go through with it. But because he swore never to lie to his daughter, he simply says. “You look beautiful.”
“Do I look like a princess?” They’ve made her up like one, drawn her eyes heavy with liner and rouged her cheeks, but when he looks at her face, all he can see are the traces of that impossibly tiny babe that wouldn’t let go of his thumb even in sleep.
“You have always been fit for this, Anora. More than capable.”
“Thank you, Da,” she grins. It is a habit Celia never could train out of her. Father, Papa, nothing stuck. “Though I am not so worried.” She reaches to adjust the bodice of her gown, smoothing the pleats that dip into the skirt. He should tell her to stop fiddling, but it’s such a motion reminiscent of childish Anora that he’s nothing but charmed. “It will not be any different, will it?” she continues. “Cailan has always been around. Cailan has always listened to me.”
Cailan, Cailan. That boy, to him, though it may be treason. Always trailing after her, hanging on Anora's every word. He steps in front of her to straighten the folds of her dress, and she leans up to sneak a kiss onto his cheek. He wants nothing more than to hug her again. But it would undo all of the work, and image is everything today.
“Things can change when you marry.”
“Let us hope they do not, then.”
I’ll be here whenever you need me. Another thing he cannot promise. The queen must learn to stand on her own. But the queen is his daughter, after all, and it pains him to let go.
“Chin up, Da,” she says, relaxing once more into the girl he knows.
“Is that so?” He can hear the impatient rush of footsteps beyond, the rest of the castle moving on without them. There's not enough time, he thinks. There will never be enough time. Briefly, he thinks that maybe this is all getting away from him; that he should take Anora's small hand in his and they should go back home, where Celia will be waiting and they will all go to bed. An inane thought.
“Are you ready?”
He lifts the veil over her head, letting it fall across her face, cutting her off from his view.
“Your Majesty,” he whispers, and he can imagine exactly the glint of satisfaction that will embed itself in her eyes then, this little bit of sacrilege for a father and his daughter. As if they are playing pretend again. He imagines it with such clarity that it makes no difference whether it is truly there or not.
He offers her his hand, and she takes it, her fingers curling around his thumb.
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Hi Duchess!! Some Fluffuary fluff for Theresa/Cullen this eve: how about "Borrowing clothes"?
Thanks for this @dadrunkwriting prompt! I adored writing this scene for them:
When Cullen wakes in the middle of the night to an empty bed and silence, he isn’t worried. Rising with a low grunt from the usual aches and pains, he pads across the cool marble floor and down the hall, finding his trousers on the way, but not bothering with a shirt. Moonlight stretches silver shadows across the hall, sliding over his pale skin as he makes his way to the second floor.
He finds Theresa in the library, pacing the length of the room. Their infant daughter is cradled in her arm, one chubby cheek nestled against her shoulder, Theresa’s palm flat across her back, patting it lightly.
“Is that my shirt?” Cullen asks once he knows Theresa’s sense his presence – he doesn’t want to risk startling her while she’s holding the baby.
“I ran out of my own,” she answers wryly. “Ones that weren’t stained with some bodily fluid or other, at least.”
“So you’re now adding my clothes to the stained pile?” Cullen wouldn’t mind, normally – in fact, he quite likes the sight of her in one of his shirts and nothing else. But the fact that she’s currently using it as a burping blanket as well as covering is a little annoying, on principle. “Why don’t you use a towel like I do?”
“Because I never remember to grab one ahead of time when I’m feeding her. And it’s too hard to stand and walk with her in my arm when she’s feeding.”
Cullen gives an understanding hum. With only one hand to maneuver with, getting Ellie into the right angle for nursing is a feat unto itself. Usually, Tess has to use a soft surface to lean on as leverage.
“Here,” he offers, holding out his own hands. “I’ll take her.”
“I’m perfectly capable of burping my own child, Cullen,” she snaps.
A beat passes. Then two.
“I’m sorry,” she says on the third. With a weary sigh, she turns and allows Cullen to take Ellie into his arms, and rubs at her eye furiously. “I’m just so tired…”
“I know,” he hushes her, bouncing with Ellie propped at his bare shoulder. “It’s alright. You can go back to bed. I’ve got her.”
But she doesn’t leave right away. Instead, she leans against him, resting her head on the opposite shoulder, swaying with him as her hair tickles his skin and Ellie coos and burbles between them.
“It’s ironic,” she says as a pensive hum. “It used to be our overwrought work ethic keeping us awake at all hours of the night.”
“And the nightmares,” Cullen adds blithely.
“And now, when there’s nothing more I’d like than to lie down and sleep for a week solid…” Theresa’s hand comes up to cradle their daughter’s head as she looks down on her in quiet wonder. “...this little one refuses to let me.”
Ellie lets out a proud burp, quite impressive for one so small. Mercifully, nothing comes up with it, and Tess chuckles.
“Of course, she stains all my clothes, but leaves your naked skin completely clean.” She lays a kiss upon her tender brow, and whispers fondly, “Ungrateful child.”
Finally, she agrees to go to bed. Cullen watches her go, admiring the sight of her wearing his shirt. It’s so large on her it nearly reaches her knees, and her bare legs peek out from underneath as she makes her way up the stairs. Retreating back into the library, he holds little Ellie aloft and smiles up at her tiny face. Just like her mother, in miniature.
“That’s my girl,” he whispers.
#my writing#dadwc prompts#fluff#cullen x theresa#cullen rutherford#theresa trevelyan#cullen x trevelyan#papa cullen#mama trevelyan#domestic fluff#parental fluff#burping infant#nighttime feedings#fluffuary prompts
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happy friday! :D perhaps "Foreheads pressed together, breath intertwining, slow, content affection" for some hawke/anders or another pairing of your choice?
Decided to write something for a new Hawke I'm working on! Their name is (tentatively) Raeneth, and they are a Purple/Red, elf-blooded Rogue! @dadrunkwriting
Anders stretched luxuriously, feeling for a brief moment rather like Ser Pounce when he'd find a rare sunbeam at the Vigil. He smiled at the thought, forcing away the memory of being forced to give away his kitten by that bloody Orlesian Warden Weisshaupt had sent to replace Cousland.
He... wouldn't say he'd adjusted to this change, but they were processing it. His place in Hawke's bed, regular baths, Raeneth's ridiculously adorable bedhead, the whole nine yards. (Maker, but his hair hadn't felt this clean in years.)
"Good morning, love," he murmured, as he twisted to face them.
Rae scrunched up their face, cracking open one eye to glare balefully at him. "Too early," they mumbled, before shoving their face more fully into the pillow with a groan.
Anders chuckled, wrapping his arm around their waist to tug them closer. He nuzzled his face into the crook of their neck, kissing their skin over their pulse. "I should get back to the clinic," he whispered, only half teasing as he tensed as if to stand. He could feel Justice grumbling about abandoning their duty, but he knew Justice could be convinced to put it off a little while longer. With the right motivation, of course.
Raeneth grumbled again, fingers digging into Anders' hips hard enough to hurt, hard enough he knew he'd find bruises later. "No. Stay."
He pressed a kiss to their bare shoulder, relaxing into their grip again. "Mmm, you make a convincing argument, love," he said playfully, hand sliding up their spine to cup the back of their neck.
Rae arched into the petting, a soft sound indicating their enjoyment. Anders tangled his fingers in their hair, using it to tilt Rae's head back, and pressed their foreheads together with a sigh of contentment.
"Maker, Rae... I love you..."
It wasn't the first time he'd said it, not by a long shot, but his heart cramped and spasmed with the same fear it had the first time. Fear of rejection, of Templars taking one or both of them away.
Until Rae smiled, bleeding the tension from his limbs and replacing it with lax pleasure as they held him close. "I love you, too, Anders. And nothing and no-one can take that away."
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Bottles of Thedas Writing Prompts
I recently encountered a bottle of Thedas that had a particularly entertaining setting for a prompt and thus the idea was born! If it's been done, I apologize!
Butterbile 7:84, Hinterlands, found on a table in the locked round house; see side quest Blood Brothers
Carnal, 8:69 Blessed, Hinterlands, on the first floor of Master Dennet's home located on Redcliffe Farms.
Vint-9 Rowan's Rose, Hinterlands, on the second floor of the Winterwatch Tower tavern.
Vintage: Bethany Hawke, Carver Hawke, (or) Warden Steed, Hinterlands, Redcliffe Village, inside the locked Wheelhouse located near Redcliffe Village's entrance.
Vintage: Warden Anras, Storm Coast, southeast of the Small Grove Inquisition Camp, on top of the cliff overlooking Long River (on the northern side of the river).
Vintage: Warden Riordan, Storm Coast, east of the Driftwood Margin Inquisition Camp, found in the same hut as the Warden-Commander's Badge and Wardens of the Coast objective.
Golden Scythe 4:90 Black, Forbidden Oasis, at the bottom of Spiral Mine.
Dragon Piss, Fallow Mire, In the second house northwest of the fourth beacon.
Garbolg's Backcountry Reserve, Fallow Mire, in a house northwest of the Fisher's End Inquisition Camp. -Hawke/Rose in Skyhold Cellar
Vintage: Warden Gibbins, Crestwood, from the drained lake area of Old Crestwood and south of the North Gate Inquisition Camp (near the Flooded Caves entrance and the Mayor's Old Home) head west from the house with the locked door to the damaged house near the lake.
Vintage: Warden Daedalam, Crestwood, south from the Fisherman's Hut landmark (in the drained lake area of Old Crestwood) found inside the broken down house with a chest visible from the doorway on the right.
Hirol's Lava Burst, Crestwood, from the drained lake area south of the North Gate Inquisition Camp (near the Flooded Caves entrance and the Mayor's Old Home in Old Crestwood), head into the house with a closed door, search inside on the left.
Antivan Sip-Sip, Crestwood, Found in the Glenmorgan Mine region near the Guide of Falon'Din landmark. Head inside the cave just east of the astrarium that is located in the same area.
Alvarado's Bathtub Boot Screech, Exalted Plains, inside a tower on the Eastern Ramparts.
Finale by Massaad, Exalted Plains, in the basement of the Riverside Garrison.
Vintage: Warden Korenic, Exalted Plains, In a yellow house by the river in Ville Montevelan.
Vintage: Warden Tontiv, Exalted Plains, southwest of the Riverwatch Inquisition Camp in a burning red house.
West Hill Brandy, Western Approach, In the tower located between the Craggy Ridge Inquisition Camp and the Underground Cavern above the astrarium cave, climb the east side and head up the ladder (Giant's staircase. Also features skeletons and a giant wheel of cheese)
Vintage: Warden Jairn, Western Approach, In Dustytop Fort.
Vintage: Warden Eval'lal, Western Approach, In the Ritual Tower.
Absence, Emerald Graves, on top of some boxes in a small room located inside Argon's Lodge.
Chasind Sack Mead, Emerald Graves, Lyrium Inquisition Camp north of Southfinger Tower.
Mackay's Epic Single Malt, Emerald Graves, at Bear Cave north from Chateau d'Onterre.
Sun Blonde Vint-1, Emerald Graves, on the river bank at Silver Falls south from the Direstone Inquisition Camp.
Abyssal Peach, Emprise du Lion, inside Suledin Keep past the cages and the first giant encounter, prior to the lyrium tents.
Legacy White Shear, Emprise du Lion, in the Sahrnia Quarry tower near the entrance.
Aqua Magus, Hissing Wastes, outside the Burial Grounds Tomb, south of the Logging Inquisition Camp; see side quest The Tomb of Fairel.
Flames of Our Lady, Hissing Wastes, northwest of the Sunstop Mountain Inquisition Camp in the quarry structures.
Silent Plains Piquette, Hissing Wastes, In the Venatori Camp southeast of the Sunstop Mountain Inquisition Camp; see side quest Sand and Ruin.
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SweetMage's DA Writing Prompt List
Hi! I am making this little prompt list in anticipation of joining the Dragon Age Drunk Writing Circle. Below the cut you'll find all of my OCs/Ships (platonic, romantic, and familial), some TWs and disclaimers, and some sample writing prompts but feel free to come up with some of your own prompts or ask me for more info! :)
WARNING: There are some 18+ prompts!
Characters:
Edan Cousland | Inquisitor!Edan Cousland
Garrett Hawke (purple mage) | Inquisitor!Garrett Hawke
Anders (and Justice)
Sebastian Vael
Ser Roderick Gilmore (loosely based on the NPC companion mod but with my own characterization/HCs)
Romantic Ships (SFW or NSFW is okay!):
Purple Mage M!Hawke/Anders
Edan Cousland/Ser Roderick Gilmore
Celestine (non-Hawke OC)/Sebastian
Purple Mage M!Hawke/Anders/Justice
Platonic/Familial Ships (SFW Only):
Anders & Edan Cousland
Purple Mage M!Hawke & Any of the DA2 cast
Garrett & Marian Hawke (twin!Hawke AU)
Garrett and/or Anders & their son Victor (AU where trans!Garrett/Anders had a biological son during DA2 act 2)
Edan & Any of the DAO or DAA cast
Inquisitor Edan & any of the DAI, DAO, or DAA cast
Inquisitor Hawke & any of the DAI or DA2 cast
Sample Prompt Lists:
*Starred prompts may contain triggering angst content
* Bad Things Happen Bingo Card [SFW Angst]
* Old Whumptober Prompt List [SFW Angst]
Domesticity/Intimacy [SFW/NSFW Ship]
Old Sicktember Prompt List [SFW Hurt/Comfort]
Old Platonic Flufftober Prompt List [SFW Fluff]
Old Flufftober Prompt List [SFW Fluff or Angst]
Multi Category Smut Prompts (Vanilla, kinky, goofy, etc.) [NSFW Smut]
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TWs and Disclaimers:
- Fics about Edan may contain references or depictions of his lyrium addiction and resulting cognitive decline (memory issues, hallucinations, confusion, etc.) as that's a big part of his character.
- Fics about Roderick may contain mention of PTSD and past torture (mental/emotional/SA) at the hands of Rendon Howe as that is a part of his story.
Like To Write:
- Trauma and/or Healing
- Sappy Smut
- Hurt/Comfort Smut
- Sweet/Romantic Scenes
- Domestic Life in Tough Situations (long distance like Edan/Ser Gilmore, Fugitives like Anders/Garrett, etc.)
- Hurt/Comfort
Prefer Not To Write/Won't Write:
- Anders Demonizing/Anti-Anders sentiments such as rivalmance, abuse from Hawke, death ending, him 'ruining' Justice, etc. (him facing opposition from characters like Fenris, Sebastian, various NPCs, etc. is 100% okay though!)
- Non-Canon Major Character Death (near death, Hawke/Warden in the Fade, or non-companion canon deaths like Leandra or the Cousland family are okay though!)
- Gratuitous Physical Torture
- Second Person/Character x Reader
- Modern AU/Coffee Shop AU/College AU or anything similar
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Tracker: Oblivious Idiots in Love
Adapted from the Oblivious Idiots in Love prompt list originally posted by screnwriter-deactivated20220724
“ you really don’t see it, do you? “
“ if there’s nothing going on there, you don’t mind if i ask [her] out, do you? “
“ you flat out just admitted you have feelings for me. “
“ i think i’m falling in love with you. “
“ is that really all [she] is to you? “
“ [he] kissed you? “ it was more of a peck… “
“ [she’s] just a friend? “
“ you’re so full of shit. “
“ come on, you’re in love with [her]. “
“ doesn’t take an idiot to figure it out. “ “ are you calling me an idiot? “
“ i’ve been wanting to kiss you for a while. “
“ so you kissed [him], and then you… “ “ ran away. i mean… “
“ friends don’t look at each other that way. “
“ not like i’ve fantasized about you, or anything… “
“ friends don’t talk about each other that way. “
“ you said i had nice lips. who says that? “
“ it’s just an innocent kiss. “
“ it’s easy to confuse feelings for something they aren’t, especially when eye-contact is involved. “
“ friends kiss each other all the time, right? “
“ we’re just friends. “
“ you’re still hung up on [name of ex]. “
“ if you refuse to make a move, i will. “
“ man, fuck that guy. [he] doesn’t deserve [her].”
“ go show [her] what [she’s] missing. “
“ god, just, put us all out of our misery and admit it already. “
“ you were practically made for each other. “
“ she shut me down last time, remember? “
“ you’re in denial. “
“ i am not in denial! “
“ you should be with someone who respects you. “ “ and who would that be? “
“ look me in the eyes, and tell me you don’t feel something for [them]. “
“ do you have a crush on me or something? “
“ are you asking me out? “ “ no! i mean yes, maybe, as friends? “
“ don’t let this one go. ”
“ he’s perfect for you. ”
“ unless you don’t like me, in which case i take it back. “
“ do you think that this, us… do you think it could be something more? “
“ [she’s] everything i ever wanted, but i don’t want to risk losing [her] as a friend. “
“ i’m worried, that if we go there, and things don’t work out… you know, things might never be the same. “
“ you know that’s not the case. [she] adores you. “
“ you’re more than just friends. it’s obvious. “
“ of course, i love [him]. we’ve been friends for ages. “
“ grow some balls and be honest with [her]. “
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For DADW: Josephine x Inquisitor (or Leliana) + midnight feasts
Helloooo and sorry for the delay! This ended up quite platonic, and I went with Leliana and Josephine. A little scene from their youth.
@dadrunkwriting
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Leliana strums her lute, her bright smile poking from beneath her mask. Not even her display of virtuosity awakens the aged crowd. Instead, the dinner quests withdraw to small groups and gossip, barely anyone paying attention to her performance.
Someone still stands alone and watches her, however, so she directs her words at the woman as she sings. There's something familiar about her form and the way she holds herself. Is that Lucie? Maybe Anastasia?
She's stuck with the mystery until Lady Cecilie has mercy on her.
One song flows seamlessly into another as Leliana serenades the masked woman, trying to conjure heat onto her dark-skinned cheeks. Her returning smile shines so sweetly, and though Leliana can't see, she imagines it reaching the lady's eyes, too.
Perhaps tonight is not a lost cause, after all.
She channels all her creativity into her performance, invigorated anew. The topics of her ballads grow ever more longing, her delivery ever more romantic.
It doesn't take long for Lady Cecilie to find her and politely relieve her of her duty.
Once she's off the dais and left alone by her benefactor, Leliana makes her way towards the now nervous-looking lady.
“Thank you for your rapt attention, my lady,” she curtsies, eyes glued to hers.
There's a low giggle as the woman returns the gesture. “It was hard not to admire your finger work, Leliana.”
Leliana tilts her head, examining her companion for a moment before it hits her. Josephine Montilyet! Her lute tutor's new student whom she'd met briefly a few times now. She takes her classes after Leliana's, sits in the lobby when Leliana leaves.
Beautiful, radiant, and probably quite gifted. But much too young to be flirting with her! She's sixteen already and Josephine can't be much older than fourteen.
Abandoning her plans at sneaking away with the girl, Leliana brings her lute to her chest. “I could teach you some tricks, if you like?”
She leads Josephine to the dinner table and shows her some trickier chords, relishing in the girl's smile as she succeeds.
If the speed at which the hours pass in pleasant conversation is any indication, they could become such good friends. Tonight is not a lost cause at all.
#dragon age#leliana#josephine montilyet#fanfic#my writing#dadwc#thank you for the prompt ❤️#this was quite a loose interpretation
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Hello! How about “sleepy kisses” from the kiss prompts for anyone you’re feeling tonight?
Happy Friday x3 Thank you for the lovely prompt. I know it's short but I felt it was the right point to end it there x3
@dadrunkwriting
Pairing: Fenris/male Hawke
Rating: G
Lenght: 453
The sunlight was warm as it fell through the curtains and grazed his skin.
He stirred in his sleep, stifling a yawn as his eyes remained closed. He wasn’t ready to get up yet, the soft and warm body beside him offering him the comfort he’d needed for a long time.
Hawke's breathing beside him was even, accompanied by the occasional snore, which made him chuckle.
His eyes dared to open just slightly before they took in the body beside him. Hawke’s black hair was ruffled, his bearded cheek red from where he’d pressed it against the pillow for too long. He looked peaceful.
Mornings like these had been rare, and Fenris was thankful for every second he could spend with the Champion of Kirkwall.
It hadn’t been too long ago that he’d been scared to get too close to someone. Even today, he couldn’t say if that was because he’d never thought anyone could be capable of loving him or if he’d been too scared to lose or hurt them.
He still didn’t know, but Hawke was patient, giving him all the time he needed to figure it out.
It still amazed him that Hawke had been willing enough to take him back after he abandoned him that one night. He still regretted leaving. It had been the toughest choice he’d ever have to make apart from moving in with the ridiculous mage.
But now, he couldn’t be happier to spend the mornings and nights underneath the same sheets.
If only they could lay here for a bit longer.
“Hawke.” Fenris touched the arm of the sleeping man next to him. “Wake up. We have to leave.”
“Hmmm, five more minutes,” Hawke mumbled as he turned in the opposite direction, pulling the bedsheet higher up.
“Oh, No you don’t.” Fenris shook him firmly, going as far as to apply a small smack onto the mage’s cheek to wake him up. This man truly had all the time in the world besides them being on the run ever since unleashing the chaos in Kirkwall.
“You slept long enough, you oaf,” he added firmly as he pulled the sheets away from Hawke’s body.
“Urgh, fine,” Hawke grunted, his voice still sounding sleepy as he turned toward the annoyed elf. But instead of getting up, he reached out with his arms to pull Fenris closer to him, ignoring the snort escaping the elf's lips as their noses touched.
“Just two more minutes then,” Hawke mumbled softly as tired amber eyes opened to look at him fondly. “We can spare two more minutes.”
“Fine.” Fenris harrumphed, his expression soft at the very moment their lips touched sleepily. Maybe they could spare two minutes after all.
#dragon age#dragon age fanfiction#prompt#writing#my writing#dragon age2#fenhawke#Fenris#Male Hawke#Fenris/male hawke#male Hawke/Fenris#dadrunkwriting#dadwc#prompt fill
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