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justagalwhowrites · 11 months

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im pretty sure you've been asked for all the ocs at this point separately but i have a tiny pea sized brain and cant remember LMAOOO but who are your fcs for the ocs? doc/andrew/jess/derek/kristen/marta/elias/etc. (im sure im missing some)

my brain definitely manifests them a certain way but im curious to who you imagine!!

AHHH YES OMG HI!

So I left a lot of these non-existent or vague so people can plug in themselves and people they love BUT here’s who I picture 😍

Doc: I don’t really have an actor who fits her so I made this AI thing when I was thinking up the character? But I’ve pictured her as fairly petite (5’2”-5’4” ish?), small but not skinny, rounded but not thicc. Basically just the personification of softness and femininity. She’s got a lot of hair that’s wavy/curly that gets out of control easily and her personal style is the thrift shop version of Jess from New Girl. She looks like someone the apocalypse will chew up and spit out.

Andrew: my sweet baby angel! When we first meet him, he is 110% Lucas from Stranger Things. Fairly baby faced but brave in the face of it all - and still able to find happiness and joy. By the time Doc leaves the QZ, I’m kind of leaning Donald Glover? Someone mentioned they cast him as Andrew Garfield and I kinda love that too lol

Jess: Our third member of the codependency squad (who was honestly way understanding of her boyfriend/husband’s weird attachment and we love her for it) and resident comedian is, in my head, Doctor Who era Karen Gillan. Red hair, vibe of sass and strength but also naïveté (and so pretty that we can’t blame Andrew for gawking at her for months) we love her.

Derek: the good guy who might have been if it weren’t for trauma and Joel! He’s 40 year old James Marsden. Just… *chef’s kiss* Look between him, Joel and Tommy? Doc can PULL. Someone said they cast Oscar Isaac here and look… Oscar is like maybe the one man I might find more attractive than Pedro, it depends on the day BUT I cannot cast him as anything but a leading man. Oscar and Pedro can only be end game in my book (but I will accept any and all HC castings lol)

Kristen: Our favorite, competent as HELL trauma nurse! I pictured her as being unexpectedly feisty coming from a small, pretty, blonde package. Does she seem like someone you’d underestimate? Poor choice on your part but that’s her. Malin Akerman is who she is for me!

Marta: our tough still figuring it out assistant turned expert nurse! I wanted someone sweet but strong who could be both naive and brilliant, so Ana de Armas it is! Only realized just now that her name in Knives Out is also Marta lol I FORGOT THAT BUT OH WELL!

Elias: Our stalwart dogooder under the umbrella of FEDRA turned exhausted man trying to keep people alive, Elias is a kind hearted leader trying to do the best he can with what very little he has. His caring and drive I think are exemplified in Jimmy Smits - especially West Wing era Jimmy Smits at the beginning of the fic.

So yeah! That’s how I see all these lovely lovely characters! I hope this enriches or informs the reading for you. Thank you so much for reading and asking! Love you!!

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kittybeefoxnew · 8 days

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Kinito Pet New Oc!

@kittybeefoxnew it's me

For: @kateyoyoslashernew1010!

Violet Deer in find out playlist!

#10

Thank you Everyone!

#kinitopet #kinito pet #kinito pet oc #kinito pet fanart #kinito #violet deer #speedpaint #art #Spotify

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maccreadysbaby · 2 years

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My Masterlist ♡

frequently updated :)

don’t worry, all posts are SFW!

★ - female!reader

☆ - male!reader

♣︎ - unspecified (readers choice)

I don’t write NSFW or pining canon characters. anything else is up for grabs!

Who I write for!

Fo4

all companions ( minus old longfellow, strong, ada, automotron, and dogmeat )

drummer boy

heather casdin

travis miles

Fo3

butch deloria

Destiny

the crow / uldren sov

Starfield

sam coe

heller

DC (Batfam, mostly)

Dick Grayson

Jason Todd

Tim Drake

Damian Wayne (underaged)

Marvel

peter parker (andrew or tom versions)

quicksilver (evan peters or aaron johnson version)

scott & alex summers (tye and lucas versions)

kurt wagner (kodi smit-mcphee version)

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warning, bunches of content below cut

Deacon ↴

MacCready ↴

deacon & maccready masterlist

Hancock ↴

monster ★ (hancock compares himself to other companions) (TW: vague mentions of suicide)

a messy list of hancock headcanons

Preston ↴

a messy list of preston headcanons

Gage ↴

a messy list of gage headcanons

a messy list of (angsty) gage headcanons

Danse ↴

a messy list of danse headcanons

a messy list of (angsty) danse headcanons

just a hobby of mine (danse finds deacon half dead)

danse’s arc (a rant)

The Big Leagues™︎ ↴

( non-canon stories about the pasts of fo4 companions )

( all parts can be found under the tag #mb; big leagues )

big leagues masterlist

Companions React ↴

how easy it is to make the companions cry

soft forms of affection the male companions enjoy

nicknames romanced male fo4 companions would call their so

cait, preston and danse react to receiving a hand-made gift

who male fo4 companions would be in a high school au

my personal ranking of fo4 companions

modern job aus (male)

oc ideas!

deacon, mac, and x6 react to sole kissing them ♣︎

companions react to hugs

male companions when they’re sick

ranking male companions (+ arcade and butch) taking care of an injured sole/lone/six

male companions as phobias

male companions in hallucigen inc

male companions as colors

Side Characters ↴

a messy list of carrington headcanons

kent connolly as a companion

crushing drummer boy ♣︎

dating drummer boy ♣︎

Butch DeLoria ↴

nosebleed? ★ (butch’s mother dies and lone comforts him)

butch reacts to positive physical touch

butch reacts to being shouted at post-vault

Batfam ↴

Joker Jr. (tim has a nightmare he can’t get out of, but luckily, jason’s strangely good at grounding people)

OC x Canon Character Asks ↴

question list

tommy x maccready (12, 18, 20)

tommy x maccready (22, 30, 33)

birdie x deacon (46, 50)

henley x butch (44, 24, 11)

Before Us™︎ ↴

( maccready x fem!oc )

( all parts can be found under the tag #mb; before us )

before us masterlist

Character Bingos / Games ↴

preston bingo

maccready bingo

deacon bingo

danse bingo

cait bingo

gage bingo

X6-88 bingo

piper bingo

oc sheet

fic recs!

Headcanons ↴

deacon’s sunglasses

deacon’s face

deacon & danse

hancock & deacon

hancock & deacon (elaborated)

cait & kent

maccready is scared of storms

The Crow / Uldren Sov ↴

wayfaring stranger ★ (a female guardian sings crow to sleep — request based on the canon quote “if the fallen captured me, who would sing crow to sleep?”)

little guardian ♣︎ (the guardian helps reassure crow after he fails the severance — request based on the canon quote “a lot of attitude for somebody who broke down crying last time we were here.”)

memories ♣︎ (crow makes the mistake of going to the tower on the anniversary of cayde’s death)

Destiny 2 ↴

guardian res headcanon

guardian memory headcanon

guardian ship poll

solar sickness lore idea

the aesthetics of the subclasses

solar sickness lore idea (extra info)

Crash and Burn™︎ ↴

( preston garvey x fem!oc )

( all parts can be found under the tag #mb; crash and burn )

crash and burn masterlist

My OCs ↴

introducing tommy

cabot house oc (sneak peek)

voltron oc

Art! ↴

( all found under the tag #maccreadysbaby draws )

whittaker & eli (courier six)

pidge & matt (voltron)

strand (destiny 2 subclass)

cute guy with blue hair (random art)

minecraft allay as a human (drawing challenge)

random oc headshot

damian wayne/robin

Hesh Walker ↴

i don’t want to die without him ★ (hesh is dying and he doesn’t wanna go without logan) (this is part of a double whammy post with a soap mactavish x reader at the end. ignore it or read it, too!) (TW: injury, blood & gore)

Logan Walker ↴

logan x single mother!reader masterlist

Soap MacTavish ↴

feelings police ★ (soap is a mess after ghost gets hurt and the feelings police is actually there to help)

deacon’s protégé ★ (soap makes a nerdy recruit blush) (this is on a double whammy post with a hesh x reader at the beginning. scroll until you see the bright blue deacon’s protege title.)

we’re okay ★ (soap has a breakdown after a long hard mission)

annoyance ★ (soap and a medic get in a fight that ends in something more surprising than anger) (fluffy !)

Writing Tips! ↴

writing tip masterlist

A Hundred Days to Become a Wayne (book one) ↴

( batfamily + oc insert )

a hundred days to become a wayne masterlist

A Hundred Ways to Become a Wayne (book two) ↴

a hundred ways to become a wayne masterlist

Ezra to the End of the Earth (and Back Again)

( original work about a child who finds out he can travel through alternate dimensions by accidentally traveling to one — and getting stuck )

ezra to the end of the earth masterlist

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contrariian-archive · 3 years

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#thinking abt my horrible little dregs oc from when my friend ran a homebrew grishaverse campaign for 5e #who i JUST remembered was a grisha. no i do not remember what kind & i lost their character sheet #i thiiink they were a squaller #their name was pym smit & they are a bastard :)

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foruneyti · 5 years

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if you could live as the oc in one of your books would you choose Foruneyti or TFOTU, or any of your other stories?

This is such a cute question!

Definitely Healer! Despite all the pain and heartbreak she has the life closest to the kind I would want. And I definitely wouldn’t pick TFOTU hahaha; Agent Smit hasn’t had a great life, to put it gently. You’ll find out in later chapters ;3

But yeah! I would love to be a healer/herbalist in a village surrounded by the woods and the mountains, a lovely little lake at the side; and of course the magic and dark, handsome prince are a huge bonus haha ♡ To travel the world at his side, to be among a tight group of friends... That’s the dream.

#anonymous #lovely question #ask #replies #responses #anon #me

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writings-of-a-narwhal · 6 years

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Could you please tell me about your stories?

Of course!

So my main project is Broken Thrones.

It’s about three princess sisters and the things they’re having to deal with in the positions they have.

- Amary is the eldest princess. Her twin brother got killed when they were 16 and she hunted down his killers and then began drinking. She’s an archer and can be very brash. She runs away from home after years of fighting with her father and goes to the neighboring country of Issera.

- Eira is the middle child. She’s viewed as the golden child because she is more compliant than her elder sister. She’s a planner and very inquisitive about things she’s interested in. She just wants peace for her people, and she’s very worried about her sisters. She gets crowned heir after Amary leaves.

- Rosar is the youngest daughter and the most abused. She’s been blind from birth and because of that her father believes she is useless to him. She has frequent dreams of events that have happened or will happen. She rarely sleeps and has bad migraines.

I alternate between their POVs by chapter in Broken Thrones.

- Amary’s chapters follow her adventures in Issera the people she meets there (including the king of Issera and his retainers). She finds out a lot about these people. She also gets into a lot of fights with one of the retainers. But she’s travelling with them and slowly piecing things together…

- Eira’s chapters follow her attempts at convincing the courts to go along with her plans to bring peace to the people. She also goes to her friend Lumi, who works at a library, and talks things out with her to try to come up with new ways to do things. Eira begins to realize things don’t add up in the history books and goes investigating. She finds out a lot more than she bargained for

- Rosar’s chapters, in the beginning, are filled with her attempts at avoiding her father while supporting Eira in her new role as heir. Just a little while after Eira takes over, though, Rosar has a horrible dream about someone getting killed. The next morning she overhears someone talking about killing Eira and the King. When she goes to tell her family about what happened…it doesn’t go well. She ends up having to flee and join Amary in Issera.

From there, things get more complicated as secrets get uncovered, tensions get higher, and betrayers are discovered.Soon, it’s realized that the uprising in Feria is related to events that are happening in Issera.

I don’t have everything figured out but that’s the best I can do right now :p

Next is The Stone and the Sea

This is wip I rediscovered after abandoning it for months.

This is about a siren out for revenge and the son of a sailor.

- Alana Smit is the daughter of a blacksmith and a miner. She is on her first trip on boat when the ship gets raided by pirates. She watches as her parents and little brother get killed one by one. The pirate captain injures her and then throws her overboard. Struggling in the ropes, she thinks she’s dying, but right before she loses consciousness, a huge weight gets lifted from her chest

- Caspian Seaver is the son of a sailor. He’s got six siblings and two wonderful parents, yet he isn’t happy. He longs to be out at sea constantly, more so than is normal, even to the most sea loving captain. He has accidentally almost killed himself several times trying to be closer with the water. He has no idea why he feels the way he does, but he can’t stop himself.

Pretty much, Caspian finds an injured siren (Alana) on the shore and tries his best to fix her injuries. When she wakes up, she flees without killing him. Caspian’s mind stays obsessed with the fact that he found a real, live siren. Not too long after that, Alana ends up saving Caspian’s life after some incident.

After that, they slowly become friends and Caspian decides to help Alana track down the pirates that killed her family.

Then I have my Sci-Fi project

There’s a species, the Kruylet, who go around and take over planets and turn the people of the planet into guinea pigs. Arilez is from a planet that they’ve taken over.

- Arilez is a Xuoriate, a humanoid species. Her skin is purple with white spider-web markings all over, except on the palms of her hands and her face. She is the best test subject the Kruylet have. She’s endured the most and is almost thriving to their standards. She is more machine than flesh and blood now, and they’ve begun to put something her head…

- Jessie Taylor is a human ensign on the starship USS Sigil. She’s a redhead and a bit spunky. She is very compassionate for all those she meets, human or not. But she also has a bold side where she’s willing to do not super great things for those she cares about deeply.

So, Arilez breaks away from her home planet and heads to a set of coordinates of a planet her mother told her about. On the way, though, she goes through a wormhole. Her tiny pod gets drained of power and she is stuck floating in space.

Jessie is part of a three person team that goes to a pod the USS Sigil finds floating in space. She is the one to see Arilez. They bring this alien on board their ship and the healing process begins. Problem is, the coding that the Kruylet put in Arilez’s head is telling her she needs to eradicate the uknowns and return to her planet.

Jessie helps Arilez as she heals physically and also helps her cope and fight against what the machine part of her is telling her to do. The more they talk, the more they learn about each other and some odd events that have happened in the past.

Finally, I have my 50s aesthetic project

It’s 50s aesthetic only, it’s not set in the 50′s. This is more of a self indulgent project I have. It’s about the two main characters and what they’re dealing with (like most stories :p)

- Amelia Crow is a mechanic, a good one. She’s bright and bubbly and will stick up for her friends no matter what. She is always thinking up improvements she make for her car. She also makes figurines out of spare/old car parts as a hobby. She loves the color purple!

- Jax is the adopted son of a nurse. He seems much more aloof than Amy, and he is. But he’s also a sensitive and emotional person. He’s an artist, always carrying around his sketch book and pen so he can draw whenever he wants. He’s got that greaser look going on, leather jacket and greased back hair.

It’s basically about their friendship. And, honestly, these were the first OCs I made for an original project of mine and they hold a special place in my heart.

Their story was originally supposed to be a post-nuclear disaster thing with irradiated animals and plant life and a bunch of danger. I’m not sure about now, though. I’m considering making it just a little slice of life thing

#the narwhal speaks #my wips

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hadiden-lavellan · 7 years

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I don't know if this can be counted as angst, but here's whatever this is plus a little make up fluff. S/o to @sakurabunnie because its got her oc Maxwell Trevelyan and my boy Hadiden.

Hadiden stared out over the battlements, looking into the valley. He could go down there to talk to the men, see what they need, what they want, maybe boost morale. There was always something to do, someone wanting something. The inquisitor's job never ended, never gave a break, nothing. Nothing seemed to go right for the Inquisitor.

Hadiden clutched the note in his hand. Creators curse him, it never ended. There was always something, always something to bring him to his newest low. He kept hitting the bottom, never quite making it to the top. Someone or something kept yanking his leg, pulling him down, crashing back to the ground. It was amazing that he continued to get up time and time again. This note just proved his point. Every time something went right, something went completel wrong.

"Hadiden!" A voice called. The elf didn't look up, didn't have to. Only one person willingly called him by his first name.

A solid form settled beside Hadiden. Hadiden moved away, only half an inch, and the human didn't follow. A nervous tick, Hadiden would say if asked. He didn't know what was wrong, not today. Okay, maybe he did, he knew, but a huge part of him wanted to keep it bottled. He had to deal with it; no one could help him.

"Is everything all right, Hadiden?" Maxwell asked. He didn't move closer, didn't try put an arm around the elf, just stayed. Hadiden felt a sting of guilt because his lover knew when and when not to touch him. Hadiden sighed and hung his head.

"I'll be fine." He didn't say anything more. He hoped Maxwell wouldn't press, wouldn't ask anything else. The elf just clutched the note in his hand tighter, feeling the pleas and screams that he couldn't save. All of it was on his head, all of it was his fault. He wasn't there, was able to save them. He was responsible for everything lost, and there was nothing he could have done to save them. The guilt, his punishment, was his to bare alone.

But Maxwell didn't get that. Maxwell didn't understand that this was his burden. He tried to move closer to Hadiden, saying quietly, "you don't seem okay," but Hadiden moved away. His brows pushed together as he moved away from his lover, watching Maxwell's expression change from concern to shock. Instead of facing out to the valley, the men turned inwards to face each other. Hadiden held the note in his fist, down at his side, as he tried to change his demeanor to powerful. Maxwell looked worried and shocked to see Hadiden change so much. He hardly ever seen Hadiden like this, like he could smit someone with just a glance. But Hadiden was trying to keep the tears back, to keep himself looking like what the Inquisitor should look like. He wasn't just a Dalish elf, he wasn't the grandson of Clan Lavellan's Harhen, he wasn't part of his roots anymore. He was the Inquisitor, the Herald of Andraste, and the Herald had no concerns for the Dalish.

"Don't touch me, Maxwell," Hadiden said, his voice breaking.

"Hadiden, what's the matter?" Maxwell asked. He didn't take a step closer but didn't move away.

Hadiden growled. "Nothing is wrong! Why does something always have to be wrong? It's none of your concern, Maxwell!"

That got him. Maxwell blinked. He didn't raise his voice, just said, "nothing has to be wrong, but I'm worried-"

"Don't be! I don't want your concern or help!" Hadiden barked. "Just go away!"

"Hadiden-"

"Go! Leave me alone!"

Watching Maxwell turn away, the defeated and shattered look, broke Hadiden's heart. Part of the elf wanted to tell him to stop, to apologize and tell him he wanted him there, but he didn't. Hadiden didn't move, just watched his loved walk down off the ramparts. He hurt him, Hadiden knew. Creators he really did hurt everyone he was close to. First his mother and father, then Oliver (even though he didn't care anymore), and now his lover.

Hadiden felt his legs wobble as he turned the other way, taking the long way around to go to the gardens. Staring into the valley wasn't going to fix anything, and steaming in his anger and frustration wasn't going to make him feel better. He needed space, needed something to take his mind off it all. He needed time to find the words to fix the broken.

Slowly but surely, Hadiden found himself in the gardens, taking a seat at the chess table. The pieces were set up, ready for a game, but no one was there to play. Just Hadiden. The elf picked up the white queen, then the white king. He sighed as he laid them down on their sides. He then picked up the white bishop and the white knight. For a moment, he held both before setting down the bishop, setting it in the middle of the board. He stared at the knight and sighed.

"I'm sorry," he whispered. "I'm just angry." Hadiden turned the piece over and over a couple times before placing it down next to the bishop. He didn't really mess with the rooks or pawns. He let them be.

Before Hadiden rose from his seat, to finish his walk, the Commander walked up to him.

"Looking for a partner, Inquisitor?" Cullen asked. Hadiden stared. He wanted to say no, that he wanted to be alone, but maybe he should stop being so guarded all the time.

"You would honor me to a game, Commander?" Hadiden asked, a small, forced smile played his lips. Cullen smiled and took a seat. The human reset the board and allowed Hadiden the first turn.

"I know Lord Trevelyan and I are not on friendly terms, but I can't help be concerned when I saw him storm away looking upset," Cullen said after the third turn. Hadiden shook his head and moved a pawn.

"It's my fault. I was angry, I still am, and I think I upset him," Hadiden admitted.

"Do you plan to resolve it?"

"I do. But I'm finding my words."

"Commendable. It's easy to say things out of anger."

"Have you?"

"Have I what, Inquisitor?"

"Said something you didn't mean and regret it?"

There was a pause, a hesitation. Cullen sucked in a breath before saying, "yes. I've said some things that I wish I hadn't. But I never got to apologize to the right people for what I said. I urge you to, however, apologize once you find the right words."

Hadiden nodded, and the rest of the game was completed in silence. When it finished, Cullen being the winner, Hadiden thanked the Commander for the game and advice, and went into the main hall to find Maxwell. The elf first asked Varric, seeing if the dwarf had seen his lover. Said dwarf only shrugged, said he might be with Bull getting a drink. Hadiden thanked him and went down to the tavern. However, the directions were wrong and Maxwell was not there. Hadiden asked Bull if he had seen the human, and in which the qunari said no and said he might be with Josephine. Hadiden again thanked his friend and went back into the main hall. He made his way to Josephine's office to see her filing paperwork. He asked if she had seen Maxwell and she said no. She suggested to see Dorian. Hadiden nodded and made towards the library. In his corner sat Dorian. His nose was in a book, and when the elf asked if he had seen Maxwell, Dorian frowned.

"I did. Not too long ago either. He came to talk to me. Rather upset," Dorian said. Hadiden looked down and sighed.

"It's my fault. I hurt his feelings. Do you know where he went, Dorian?" Hadiden asked. Dorian sat his book down before standing. He stepped into Hadiden's personal space and made the elf lift his chin.

"Your chambers. Now, don't look so down, Inquisitor. It's unbecoming and you wouldn't want a man like Maxwell to see you so sad." Hadiden couldn't help but huff a laugh before thanking Dorian, leaving the library to go to his room.

As Hadiden climbed the stairs, he tried to think of what he wanted to say. He had to find the right words to tell his lover. He didn't mean to take his feelings out on the other man.

When Hadiden walked into his room, he could see Maxwell sitting on their bed, reading. The elf hesitated before going up the remaining stairs, moving around the railing and into the room. He waited for Maxwell to look up. When the human acknowledged Hadiden by looking up from his book, the elf felt his ears burn slightly. He opened his mouth, starting to say something, but then closed it. How did he want to apologize?

Instead of saying what he thought, Hadiden pulled out the reason for his anger. The crushed letter was stuffed into his pocket, so it took a moment to unfold it and get it to a point of being read. The elf took a deep breath, steadying himself.

"Da'len. I do not know when or if this will reach you. But the clan is no more. The shemlans hurt us, blaming us for a disease we did not bring. Already, so many of our hunters are dead. Your father was killed as he and a few hunters tried to make peace with the shems. Your mother tried to aid in fleeing with the children, but they too were caught and killed. The clan is gone. You have no home to return to." Hadiden stopped, choking on the on coming tears. "Live well, da'len, for you are the last of Clan Lavellan."

Hadiden folded the note, his tears slowly going down his cheeks. He was the last. He couldn't save them. His mother and father died because of his actions. It was his fault. Now, Maxwell, his only family now, was mad at him. Hadiden wiped his tears.

"I didn't mean to get angry at you. I'm just, battling my thoughts. They're all dead because of me. My family, my clan. It's all my fault and I took that out on you. I should have said something, talked to you, but I didn't and made you upset. I'm sorry, vhenan," Hadiden said before looking up. The elf watched as Maxwell quickly got off the bed and was hugging him in no time. This time, Hadiden didn't argue and hugged back, burying his face into Maxwell's chest as he clutched onto his shirt. His breathing was steady, his body solid and warm. Hadiden should have been more open to talking, to letting Maxwell in. This man loved him, really loved him. He accepted his magic, accepted his baggage and fears. He was there and loved him, and Hadiden was treating that love like nothing at the moment. The tears continued to roll down his cheeks, but he didn't say anything. He wasn't sobbing, just tears.

"I had no idea what was wrong and was so worried, Hadiden. You know you can talk to me," Maxwell said, stroking down Hadiden's hair.

"It was my fault. I felt I had to carry it alone," Hadiden said into Maxwell's chest.

Maxwell moved so that he could lift Hadiden's chin. The elf was now staring into his lover's eyes. There was adoration and so much caring in those eyes that it warmed Hadiden's core.

"I'm here for you. Whatever weight you're carrying, it's ours to carry together. You don't have to do it alone, Hadiden. Whatever it is, we'll get through it together. You can come to me with anything and we'll solve it. I love you, Hadiden," Maxwell said. Hadiden felt the blush creep onto his cheeks. To hide it, he buried his face into Maxwell's chest again.

"Ma'serannas, ma'vhenan," Hadiden mumbled into his chest. "I'm so sorry for upsetting you," he added. Maxwell would probably assume the Elvish and his common tongue were related, that what he said is what he meant, but he didn't care. He said what he needed to and hopefully Maxwell understood.

The human didn't say anythinh, just held Hadiden closer. The elf didn't need confirmation that he understood, not really. It was going to be okay. He was going to be okay. He had Maxwell. Maxwell was his family now.

#hadiden lavellan #maxwell trevelyan #hadiden x maxwell #dragon age inquisition #my oc #bunnies oc #I have no idea what I wrote this one #I was just bored #and in the mood for a lil fight #Hadiden isn't angry he's just sup sad his clan is dead #comforting Maxwell is a good Maxwell #don't take it personally either Maxwell

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