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Title: Hellathen
Author: FyreQueen89
Game: Dragon Age:Inquisition
Characters/pairings: f!Lavellan/Solas
Disclaimer: BioWare's characters and world. I just play in their sandbox. Especially when my characters need to vent.
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SLIGHT SOLAS ROMANCE SPOILERS FOR POST-TEMPLE OF MYTHAL
When she returns to Skyhold--alone--her steps are sure and firm. Angry. She ignores the greetings others throw her way, focused entirely on the path she walks.
Through the gardens. You are unique. Up the stairs. For all they got wrong, the Dalish got one thing right... Hard right by Varric, knowing that ignoring him will bring questions later. She doesn't care. You have a rare and marvelous spirit. Through the doors, one, two, shoving them open with ferocity born of frustration. I can't.
He looks up as she storms in, too many emotions to catch flashing through his eyes. "Vhen- Inquisitor. How might I help you?"
She growls, doesn't slow. Hands twist in the ribbed fabric of his shirt, fingers snarl in the double-cord of his necklace. Jade eyes flash as she presses forward, walking until his back connects with the wall. She feels only the tiniest bit bad for his wince when his head collides with painted stone.
"Inqui-"
She slaps him. Hard. Almost wishes she was wearing her armor as her hand connects with his face. Her fingers clench harder against his shirt. "I will never give up on us," she hisses, low and angry and hurt. So hurt. He opens his mouth to discourage that, to insist, once again, and she kisses him, with twice the force of her blow, face damp with the salt of tears. Fierce green eyes meet steely blue when she pulls back. "Never." She pushes away, leaves before he can refuse to distract her from her duty.
*.*.*
The doors don't quite close behind her, and he watches as she crosses the main hall of her fortress, vanishing to her room without so much as a smile or a nod to anyone. The press of her fists lingers against his chest, her words echo in his mind. She is fire and passion made flesh, and he doesn't doubt for a second that she means what she says. She will never give up.
He closes his eyes briefly and returns to the tome he was studying before she swooped in. Vhenan, you truly, truly should.
Author: FyreQueen89
Game: Dragon Age:Inquisition
Characters/pairings: f!Lavellan/Solas
Disclaimer: BioWare's characters and world. I just play in their sandbox. Especially when my characters need to vent.
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SLIGHT SOLAS ROMANCE SPOILERS FOR POST-TEMPLE OF MYTHAL
When she returns to Skyhold--alone--her steps are sure and firm. Angry. She ignores the greetings others throw her way, focused entirely on the path she walks.
Through the gardens. You are unique. Up the stairs. For all they got wrong, the Dalish got one thing right... Hard right by Varric, knowing that ignoring him will bring questions later. She doesn't care. You have a rare and marvelous spirit. Through the doors, one, two, shoving them open with ferocity born of frustration. I can't.
He looks up as she storms in, too many emotions to catch flashing through his eyes. "Vhen- Inquisitor. How might I help you?"
She growls, doesn't slow. Hands twist in the ribbed fabric of his shirt, fingers snarl in the double-cord of his necklace. Jade eyes flash as she presses forward, walking until his back connects with the wall. She feels only the tiniest bit bad for his wince when his head collides with painted stone.
"Inqui-"
She slaps him. Hard. Almost wishes she was wearing her armor as her hand connects with his face. Her fingers clench harder against his shirt. "I will never give up on us," she hisses, low and angry and hurt. So hurt. He opens his mouth to discourage that, to insist, once again, and she kisses him, with twice the force of her blow, face damp with the salt of tears. Fierce green eyes meet steely blue when she pulls back. "Never." She pushes away, leaves before he can refuse to distract her from her duty.
*.*.*
The doors don't quite close behind her, and he watches as she crosses the main hall of her fortress, vanishing to her room without so much as a smile or a nod to anyone. The press of her fists lingers against his chest, her words echo in his mind. She is fire and passion made flesh, and he doesn't doubt for a second that she means what she says. She will never give up.
He closes his eyes briefly and returns to the tome he was studying before she swooped in. Vhenan, you truly, truly should.
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Aiva's game is inducing so many levels of angst it's ridiculous, you guys. XD Yes, she's romancing Solas. No, I HAVEN'T finished the game yet(almost there, just wanna sidequest a bit more before I end it). So NO SPOILING anything past the Temple of Mythal/The Final Piece. I have some growing suspicions regarding a certain bald elf, but don't know anything for sure, so DON'T TELL ME. PLEASE. Feel free to smirk and be smug and circumspect, but don't give anything away. And I've made it this far with no endgame spoilers, so I'd really like to not get ruined in the eleventh hour like I did with DA2.
So, yes, apparently, fic is my coping method of choice when the game doesn't let me react to things the way I want. XD Aiva was not at all happy with Solas pulling the 'Can't/won't distract you from saving the world' card( A)she needs a distraction sometimes and B) she's focusing just fine, thank you.even if those tight pants of yours make it blasted difficult sometimes). This is pretty much what she wanted to do upon her return to Skyhold following that romance scene. I'm not saying whether it's right or wrong, just that this is what she'd do.
And now that the a/n is almost as long as the fic(maybe I can write drabbles xD), I'll say Hellathen=noble struggle in elvish, which is what Aiva sees this as. She really does love Solas. Still. HELP. she kept her vallaslin, tho
...And now I'll shut up.
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Solas and the Dragon Age universe belong to BioWare
Aiva Lavellan is my gorgeous warrior queen.
So, yes, apparently, fic is my coping method of choice when the game doesn't let me react to things the way I want. XD Aiva was not at all happy with Solas pulling the 'Can't/won't distract you from saving the world' card( A)she needs a distraction sometimes and B) she's focusing just fine, thank you.
And now that the a/n is almost as long as the fic(maybe I can write drabbles xD), I'll say Hellathen=noble struggle in elvish, which is what Aiva sees this as. She really does love Solas. Still. HELP. she kept her vallaslin, tho
...And now I'll shut up.
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Solas and the Dragon Age universe belong to BioWare
Aiva Lavellan is my gorgeous warrior queen.
© 2014 - 2024 queen-scribbles
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