#oc: katherine renee vautour

[herald-divine-hell]

Amayian, mon ceur.

I have reached the beaches of the Waking Sea—Orlais is home. I let the sand run through my fingers and I sense, fear, that the time is running out for us. I should feel content where I saw the light of dawn for the first time, yet I find my mind wander, so distant. I hope to return to you after, however, if you find yourself in the arms of another lover, I shall not hold so against you.

I yearn for the warmth of your embrace beneath the mountains.

Yours, always.

K.

Katherine, ma lumière de l'aube,

I assure you, my thoughts and heart had been held captive by you for many months, and the days seem longer and fainter in shy and merriment without you by my side. I long to hold my Seeker who ever sought me in my arms, that the darkness may at least, for a little while, be abated. Never think anyone could draw my eyes or affection away from you, for you are ever are the light that brings life back to this weary, tired spirit.

I long for you, even now.

Ever yours,

A.

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[luffenmeihn]

These girls are @cobaltash 's Wynne, @rosenkow 's Katherine and @shudder-shock 's Rhea Jane :)

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[herald-divine-hell]

Katherine being a noble and doing good deeds for Farmer!Amayian's village. Usually she would not jump in bed with the common, but she finds herself attracted to the tall, broad man, and as she rides through the village, she finds herself intrigued by his icy gaze as he works the field. 😏

Amayian is weary of nobility, especially one so proud and fair as the one who rides through his village. And while the other villages avert their gazes from the lady's, he does not, and sees the intrigue in her eyes. He does not pay much attention to it, but when she sees him in the tavern, they have some banter, some words cold and others tinged with something more, something akin to lust. As the violet twilight fades into dark night, they go into a room booked by the Lady....and it is not his fault that her screams are heard throughout the tavern, aren't they?

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[herald-divine-hell]

The prompt "Kissing your lover when they ask you why you've been avoiding them, not realizing it's because you're jealous that they've been hanging out with [a potential love interest]" for Katherine and Amayian? ✨

Amayian felt his stomach turned, tumbled, and churned, as if he was thrown in a violent, rapid river which swiftly ran out into a whirlwind at sea. But he kept it back, pushed hard against it as much as he could. He was the Lord Inquisitor, the Herald of Andraste - something like this should not had bother him so; and yet, it did.

He could see the concern in the blue-green of Katherine's eyes, a shimmering of light burnishing it softly like sun-flame spilling upon the surface of a sea, wavering to one color and than the next; an eternal dance of blues and greens and golds. She had planted herself in front of him, barring his pass through the door which led out to Josephine's office. Hands planted on her hips, besides the concern, her face was cold and sharp enough to be carved from mountain-stone. Lips were drawn into a tight line, her scar becoming more wicked, more harsh, at the act. Her pale golden-silver hair shimmered like molten moon and starlight, glimmering as if gems were strewn about it. His fingers itched to untangle them from her braid, to rake his fingers through them softly.

"I will not have you ignoring and invading me as if I had the Taint, my lord." Her Orlesian accent was thicker, filled with brimming fire and heat, lashing like bolts of lightning, and within her eyes the fire rose as if it was a rearing lioness, a wall of flame. "You will tell me what is wrong."

In truth, Amayian held no doubts that he could easily lift her and place her to the side. He was half-tempted to. That would get a blush on her cheeks, he thought with, a bubble of amusement and affection whispering in his heart. He only said, "It is nothing to be worried over, Katherine." His voice came out colder than he would liked; and he had been doing so well. But emotions always confused him, tumbled him up so much so that whenever he thought he had a grasp on it, it shattered in his hand and he had to reforge it once more. The cold harshness of it froze away any amusement which came from the previous thought, his blood running cold, icy fingers seizing his heart in a hard, chilling grip. Softer this time, he murmured, "It's nothing, I promise you."

It did not deter her, and once more she raised the question, marching forward until she was close enough that he could see the top of her sun-lit head. The pale light twined silver, like a crown of moonlight and sunlight, but the fierceness of her eyes smouldered a greater fire than the forges of the sun, and far more intense. Heat touched his cheeks, a brief spark of warmth that swiftly spread until it seemed to drip down his neck and across his shoulders. She waited there, beneath his nose, arms crossed over her chest. She seemed as perfectly still as stone, and no doubt he would had an easier time moving the Frostbacks than convincing her otherwise.

Swallowing, he said, “It’s foolish.” And it was. Being so wrapped up in such silly worries was unfitting and could nearly get one of them hurt. And not telling her is hurting her as much, a wisp of a voice called out, distant and faint. Glancing away, unable to meet her stare, sudden shamed held him in a tight hold, and he wished for the ice wall that once armored him against such things. It almost had been simpler, back than, when emotions seemed as distant as the sun and hollow like a cavern. Now they bundled together, shattering walls, shadowy and unknown, a whipping storm which threw him about. And yet...and yet...at moments, light would stream through, as clear and brilliant as silver glass and as sweet as water in an oasis. Light always streamed through, shattered the storm a little, whenever Katherine was near.

He did not remembered when he lifted her up, nor remembered his lips on hers; but he felt her fingers stroking through his hair, her legs wrap around his waist, and her soft lips, scarred as they were, melting against him. They found a movement, twining heart and soul in an embrace Amayian did not wish to loose. The storm waned into a drizzled, the dark clouds withering and coiling in thin streams, as great and wide rails of sunlight filled his limbs and minds, roused his heart in massive leaps and beats.

When they pulled away, Katherine’s cheeks were inflamed with scarlet roses. The blue was darkened, swallowing the green like a sapphire-blue flame glimmering within an emerald gem, a widening hole of light within the darkness of the storm. A smile touched her lips, fond and sweet. It took more energy not to kiss her again. The effort was strong.

He pressed his forehead against her, and she leaned into the touch as eagerly, as softly. “You deserve better, mon amour.” Amayian lifted his head and laid a kiss to her forehead, erupting giggles from his little Seeker. That brought a smile to his own lips, against the warm skin of her head. Her fingers did not cease stroking the nape of his neck, or halting another in twirling a dark curl.

She captured his lips into another kiss as he pulled away, one more lighter and gentler then before. Against them, he felt her hum. “No, I do not think so. I could tell you were worried - no doubt from my recent actions with the Iron Bull, I presume?”

Heat dug deeper into his skin, and he pressed his face against the nape of her hair, in hopes of hiding it as much as to feel her against him. “Yes,” he mumbled against her skin.

Her words were soft whispers in his ears, fond and holding no hints of malice or irritation. His heart nearly burst at them. “Oh, Amayian, I did not mean anything behind it. You hold my heart, just as the mountains hold up the sky. You are my world. I never meant to hurt you.” He was pulled away from her neck, and another kiss was laid upon his lips. “Now these words to be true. I do love you.”

Wetness slicked his cheeks, and he felt her fingers swept them away and her lips scattering them with soft kisses. But he stopped her, drawing her close for another kiss, feeling his tears on her lips, and gently sweeping his tongue over her bottom lip to be rid of them. He murmured in between how she was his stars within an never-ending darkness, of how much he adored her, and of how much he was thankful for her.

And as the blue skies melted to orange and violets, as the stars were lit by the coming of the night in shines of silver and white and gold, and as the sun dwelt its fiery crown beneath the horizon for rest, Amayian knew he was home.

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[herald-divine-hell]

23 & "More—" for Jac and Katherine? Hehehe. 👀

Thank you for the ask!

23. for after battle sex

"More-"

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Jac's lips were furnaces of desire, heat blistering and searing Katherine's soul as the taller woman slipped them through the flaps of their tent, one strong arm holding her easily as if she was merely a small stack of papers. A growl came from the Queen, a thickly low rumble that spread that fierce fire between Katherine's thighs. Then her feet were planted back upon the floor, Jac's fingers unstrapping her armor in an easy and familiar manner, in such a swift speed that Katherine could only blink before Jac was pressing her up bedroll. "Stay still," murmured her Queen, those silvery eyes glimmering with a chilled fire, a large calloused hand wrapping around Katherine's throat, slashing away the words like a blade cutting through silk. Warmth was upon her cheeks, and she could only nod as Jac flashed her that easy, disarming smile. And Katherine could not help by moan as Jac tilted her head to the side, lips tracing her strong jaw with gentle nibbles here and there, flowing down. Katherine's mind was a tangling storm of pleasure, as Jac lavished soft kisses and hard marks upon her chest, tracing a thumb over a nipple that surged Katherine into an arch. She could feel a smile upon her Queen's lips, nestled between her breasts, before they continued on their march, brushing over scars with such a reverence that Katherine would had cried, had her mind not been in such a mangled mess. Her fingers brush and tighten in Jac's copper strands, keening when she felt her lips wrap around her small nub, tongue slashing in a swift stroke that send sparks in Katherine's vision. "More," she mumbled out, in a shrill voice, shaky and trembling. "More, please." She could feel Jac's smile against her, as her thick finger slipped inside her, tongue never ceasing in it's flickering and gently probing, rolling it around with a soft graze of teeth. Time fled away, Katherine's mind fixated upon Jac's tongue, as her body unraveled to her touch. She did not know how many times she did erupt, but Jac never stopped, seeking to devour her, mind and soul and heart. And Maker did she love her for that.

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Also (optional) Orlesian ladies watching their hot husbands train.

“Amayian fights masterfully,” said Seeker Katherine, a faint blush growing upon her pale alabaster cheeks, freckles drawing out like stars in the night skies.

A smile grew a touch upon Leliana’s lips, as her eyes fell upon her husband, shirtless and garbed only in tight breeches and a layer of shimmering sweat. “As does Champion Markus,” she admitted.

The two man dashed forward, Markus more often in the offensive. A slash upward, a cut to the right, a sword-tipped dab to the chest, Amayian blocked them all.

Neither seemed out of breath.

Amayian dipped to the side, struck a slash to Markus’ arm, a thin line of crimson erupting amongst his olive skin. Markus did not seem to pay much of mine. The Champion rushed forward, brushing aside Amayian’s blade, and cutting straight to his heart.

A grasp of horror clenched at Leliana’s heart. But Amayian swirled to the side, jabbing his elbow into the back of Markus’ neck. A grunt echoed in the air, and the Chanpion stumbled toward, caught his footing, and swung is blade just in time to catch Amayian’s blade, a shrieking grind echoing as steel met steel.

Then it was over. Both men, covered in an armor of sweat, glittering with gold by the pale cool sunlight. Both were thickly muscled, walls of hard flesh covered in scars and hair. While Amayian stood a foot taller than him, both hard the face of men who saw too much in too little of time. In the corner of her eye, she saw the same thought flittering through the faint light in Katherine’s eyes.

“We shall reward them with a training well done,” laughed Leliana. Katherine gave her a little grin as we, the twinkle growing in her blue-green eyes. “And perhaps you and I shall train, so they may learn a few moves.”

They got Katherine to laugh, and their loves to glance at them, confused.

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[herald-divine-hell]

How do Katherine and Amayian celebrate a victorious battle? 👀

There are a few ways, I’d imagine. Firstly, Amayian carries her off away from camp for a little clean up, between them. There, he enjoys toying with his little Seeker, drawing pleasured noises as his fingers play about her slit, his lips on her neck, leaving marks behind.

If it was a particularly thrilling battle, Amayian might pull her away to take her in one of his nearby hideouts, growling deep in her ear while thrusting hard and swift in her.

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[herald-divine-hell]

Katherine/Amayian if it is not too late? 😘

Thank you for the ask! It's never too late to send me these sorts of things! I adore them!

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First thing, Amayian almost always braids Katherine's hair. Every morning he does it, and every night he helps unravel them softly, with his dexterous fingers.

Amayian reads or sings to often when they are about to fall asleep, enjoying the feeling of her fingers stroking through his chest hair, tracing the long scar over his chest.

They both train with one another often. Who ever gets pinned gets to have control for the entire day. ;3

Since they both know Orlesian, a lot of times they'll slip into it without knowing, leaving everyone - mainly Cullen - unaware of what they had been saying.

Old Orlesian songs that Katherine loves, Amayian will sing for her, without question. He has one of the best singing voices in all Southern Thedas.

Amayian makes her favorite foods a lot, and Katherine gives back by worshiping his body at night as thanks, tracing every scar, kissing every freckle, until his face is as red as Leliana's hair.

Katherine will be carried around almost everywhere. I do not think she would mind. It lets her give him kisses far more easier.

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Thirsty Thursday, yay! Katherine training in the village and Amayian passing by and seeing her go against a few of his men. Perhaps he will like her not being a bottom for once? 👀

There is a reason Amayian is also a switch. 👀 He’ll draw up close to her, saying he needs to discuss troop movements and lyrium supply chains in Orlais with her. All needlessly unimportant things he could handle himself, but just a moment alone to try off…training of their own.

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“we’ll see each other again” kisses for farmer!Amayian and noble!Katherine? OR kisses in the rain for Cyriel/Cassandra!

Thank you for the ask!

43. “we’ll see each other again” kisses

The soft chipper of birds came lightly through the open window, drawn-back curtains rustling faintly by the morning spring wind. Beams of sunlight flushed wooden planks, striding up the length of the smoothed stone walls, glimmering white and gold.

Amayian watched Katherine, arm strung behind him to serve as a rest for his head, as the lady stroke her silvery-golden locks with a silver comb inlaid with twining vines. Strays of sunlight caused her hair to shone like molten silver with streams of gold. His fingers still felt those solf, silky tresses crossing his scarred and calloused palms when he took them in a strong hold. They itched to feel it again. Who knew a lady could scream like that? he thought, a smile growing vaguely on his lips, and from a commoner no less.

“I will have to leave soon,” said the Lady Katherine, deep blue eyes twined with green, like a great swath of calming sea in dawn, stared at her actions, though he knew her attention was on him.

“Do you have to?” Only with little of mind did he realize he slipped the thin coverlet off his body, revealing hard, bulging muscles, thick arms and large hands, and numerous scars from battles old and new. She already saw him naked before, so what harm was there to be in making himself more comfortable?

For some unknown reason, he found a flicker of pleasure when she saw a soft inhale of breath, bright blue-green eyes glancing down the length of his hairy and broad chest, down to where a hint of his pelvis peaked. She licked her lips, and perhaps she did not realize she did so. Smiling that sweet smile that he could possible enjoy, Katherine continued her combing. “I must,” she said, in that powerful strong voice. “This was meant to be a two day visit—making it longer than a week would rouse suspicion.” And she began to return to her combing, the weight of her eyes lifting away as she put more effort to untangling strands.

One you cannot afford, he thought, hiding his grimace by staring at his nails with the tiniest of minds. A growl began to rise in his throat, one he fought to contained and failed to do so.

Lumbering out of the bed, he revealed his full height, head nearly brushing the ceiling. A few strands of hairs did. It only too a few long, sweeping sides to get to the wardrobe with its oval mirror outlined by hammered silver, wrought with blossoming roses at its tips. Katherine had turned, arms tucked beneath her breasts. The silky blue robe pooling open a little. Hints of purple teeth marks peaked on that pale alabaster skin.

Without warning, he lifted her into his arms, crashing their lips together in a heated kiss. Katherine moaned, and he swallowed it, mangling it with the growl that had been bubbling in his chest.

As they pulled away, Katherine’s cheeks were pink, eyes darkened like a storm cast over seas. Her hand rose, so tiny compared to his, and cupped his cheeks. “Maker, you’re going to ruin me,” she murmured, though there lingered a gentle fondness. Her fingers began to stroke his cheekbone, and Amayian could not help but lean into her touch. “Do not worry.” A breath of a pause, than she drew herself up to his lips, silver-golden hair falling like rays of day. “We shall see one another again.”

And with the light of her eyes, like dawnlight flitting stray ribbons of light against the glistening waves of the sea. And for the first time in a long time, he trusted a noble.

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[herald-divine-hell]

The noble Katherine sending a letter to the lover she was never supposed to have; a common, Amayian, whose village she had ridden through not long ago. She hopes her letter finds him well, though she is not certain if he can read or write, and so, while sharing the bed with the Orlesian man, her parents had picked for her, she finds herself thinking about his touches whenever they make love.

When Amayian does receive the letter, he keeps it close to him, wearing it in an amulet he himself forged, stroking it absentmindedly after a long day of work. He writes back to her, in words softer than even he had expected, but soft nevertheless. He offers for her to return back, using any political excuse to come, referring to her as her his white lioness.

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Katherine in Avvar!Amayian's scenario becomes popular among his people and Amayian getting jealous at how she smiles at the Commander of Arms?

Amayian growls into her ear while dragging her close to him. He might even throw her on his shoulder and carry her back to his tent, saying he as a matter to discuss with her. Avvar Amayian would leave her boneless and her mind a mush after he’s done with her.

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Oh, for the AU meme. You bet your cute butt I am sending in Katherine/Avvar Amayian.

A/N: I have no pretty butt, pfff lmao.

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Katherine shivered as her body was shrouded by the shadow of the Thane of Thanes. Green-blue eyes glimmered in the darkness of the tent, the faint warmth of the small hearthfire spilling golden-scarlet light across the gray-brown stone walls, shadow waver wavering and pooling in the high-curved ceiling.

Silver eyes, keen and sharp, glimmered with the brightness of the moon. Full, war-painted and scarred, lips were pulled into a hard, chilling grin. Katherine felt more exposed beneath that stare, as if her soul was bare and her heart was open. Her hands twisted a little in her bonds.

“You are mine,” he whispered, in a voice husky as a wolf’s growl and hard as steel blade. His lips found her neck, teeth sharply digging into the skin there. A gasp left her lips. “Mine, my pretty little noble.” His hot tongue lapped the growing mark there. “All mine.”

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For Katherine vs. Jac & Alex vs. Leliana!

Katherine vs Jac:

Vs: I think it would depend. Jac is a prolific fighter, who twines her magic to serve as a boost of her power. Since Katherine is a Seeker, she could negate that. But I think it could end up as a tie.

Or: Katherine. I love her so much. XD

+: Romance, obviously. They would be so cute together!

Leliana vs Alexandra:

Vs: Again, it depends on scenario and location. Alexandra might just win because magic serves as a great range offensive and defensive for bows and arrows. If Leliana snuck up on her, than most definitely Leliana.

Or: Leliana. None of my ocs could compare to my love for Leliana. Lol

+: Romance. Alexandra/Leliana were my first ever DA ship, so I have to say that!

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[herald-divine-hell]

Katherine awaiting Avvar!Amayian in a transparent silk robe and embracing him as soon as he enters the lodge, sweaty skin covered in war paint and furs. 👀

He might try to be somewhat chivalrous - calling her "my lady" while his hands cup her behind through her silk robes. Then, he lifts her up, carrying her to his stone throne, where he has her warm him as he drinks, watching as the noble woman come undone.

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Okay, but how would Jac and/or Amayian react if Katherine would flirt with them to initiate sexual moments? 😏

Ooo. Jac matched her own, with sly touches, drawing the smaller woman close with a faint smile that twist her lips scars in a very…arousing way.

For the first time, Amayian is very red and shy when she does it. But as time goes on, he matches her flirting with his own—which mainly consists of touching by him and soft whispers in her ears.

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