Some screenshots from Kieran’s adventures 😀 He still doesn’t look 100% accurate, but I did manage to tweak him a bit to my liking so that he’s at least ‘close enough’. Still gotta photoshop that scar tho RIP. Shout out to @andrastini for the mod in last one, I have zero regrets, and y’all should get it!
Yet again – I am so sorry it took me so long to get to this! ❤ I’ve just been absolutely swamped in my boring-ass real life. It’s good to finally get back to what really matters, which is, of course, my fictional loves. I hope this is something along the lines of what you were looking for – my Hawke doesn’t lend herself to cute scenes all too easily. 😀 ❤
Nose Kisses
The streets of Hightown rung with the force of the Champion’s anger – yet again. Bette had come home, run down and exhausted from the long day behind her, and immediately launched into a tirade. That idiot Knight-Commander had done this, that stupid Grand Enchanter had done that, nobody was doing what they were supposed to, everyone was ignoring the real issues in the city and all Bette had time to do was run around town and fix everyone else’s messes. Sebastian was more than uses to days like these by now.
She turned to face him, another expletive already forming on her tongue, but his expression derailed her. He was looking at her with such… tenderness. That was really the only word for it. Tenderness. Her confusion must have shown on her face, because the grin he had clearly been holding back rose to his lips, and he giggled. He actually giggled.
“What?” she demanded. “What is so fucking funny, Sebastian?”
“I’m sorry, Hawke. I know this is a serious situation.” He moved closer to take her into his arms as he spoke, and she let him – just barely. “I just… I love how much you care. You work so tireless to right all the wrongs you see in the world – to fix the problems of every man, woman and child.”
She sighed against his chest, the tension and anger seeping away from her as fast as it had come. In the circle of his arm, it was hard to remember how angry the world made her sometimes – it was hard to remember anything but his solid warmth around her and his lips pressed against the top of her head.
“It would just be nice if they appreciated that sometimes,” she mumbled into his shirt halfheartedly.
He pulled back, but only just enough to crook a finger under her chin and pull her face up to meet his. He pressed a kiss on her forehead, then the tip of her nose, and then, finally, against her lips.
“They don’t know what they’re missing,” he finally murmured. “Oh, Maker – I am a lucky man.”
“Yes, you are,” she had time to mumble before he once again enveloped her lips in his own.
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Primarily posting on AO3. FF.net is used to post updates to Trapped in Amber, but not much else. Post-release changes made to Trapped in Amber also don’t always make it to the FF.net version.
I am a bit of a one-trick pony of the Cullen/F!Inquisitor persuasion, but I try to branch out to keep things fresh and – above all – to learn. And also to make friends happy at times.
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Oh yes! Most definitely! 😀 Awww I like that one! Let’s see what I can do ;3
91. “Can I hold your hand?”
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“Can I hold your hand?”
It was an innocent
question, but one that made his stomach flutter. Alistair glanced at
the woman walking next to him. Much smaller than himself, but held a
big place in his heart.
Her eyes turned up
to look at him, making face feel even hotter than it had been. Had
that been out of line to ask? He was used to her just grabbing his
hand when they were helping one another, but this wasn’t the same
thing.
And, honestly? He
wanted to feel her hand without gloves on.
“I- I know it’s
a completely random request, but I, um…”
He watched as her
cheeks darkened a little just before she gave him a smile that
quickly crushed the knot that had started to form in his gut. “I
don’t know… can you?”
He blinked at her
before letting out a laugh. “All right, all right,” he said as he
glanced away from her teasing look. “I know, it was silly–”
“Alistair?”
He looked back at
her to see her hand held up to him. Glancing at her face, he saw the
smile and the bright look in her eyes. “Yeees?”
Her smile grew as
it always did when he said it like that. “May I hold your hand?”
His grin was
probably bigger than hers, he’d wager. “I suppose you may,” he
said with a slight shrug, earning an amused roll of her eyes.
He took her
smaller hand in his and– Maker! It was smaller than he thought. He
felt even more like a giant compared to her now.
A small giggle
left her as she moved her hand in his until they found a position
that was comfortable for both. He wasn’t sure how tightly he should
even hold her hand, so he kept a slightly loose grip on it. I don’t want
to break it… he thought as he
could almost imagine accidentally breaking her hand.
As
they started walking once more, he felt her hand tighten around his,
causing him to look down between them. Her hand gripped his and he
returned the grip, silently marveling at how her hand fit into his.
She shifted next
to him and he for a moment was worried she was about to let go, but
surprised him instead and leaned into him a little. His heart
thundered in his chest as she almost hugged his arm with her own.
His thumb brushed
softly over her skin, enjoying the contact. The movement earned him
an encouraging squeeze. Feeling excited, he squeezed her hand back in
two short bursts.
She matched his as
she giggled, causing him to do it again, but slightly different.
He grinned happily
when she repeated it again. He did it once more.
“Having fun?”
He looked down at
her and was greeted by a bright smile. “Oh, most definitely,” he
said, earning a giggle from her as she leaned her head against his
arm.
“Good.”
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Thanks so much for the prompt! ❤️ I tried to make it to where anyone can picture their female warden with him. I hope it came out all right X3 ❤️ Send me a prompt to write~!
The Gents Compilation. The brilliant @authorellenmint provided our characters with stories.
A man who was nose deep in books and preferred to be there, until his father forced him to join the army. He never thrived in its ranks, and upon taking a musket ball to the calf, retired to the quiet life in the country with his private library.
Mayerine 