This is a gift for my darling Liz, to cheer her up :3 because she is an unbridled joy and light in my life
Female Inquisitor + Cullen (gen fic, no warnings apply)
Cullen is not a man with a spotless past, and that’s a cause for concern to some people. A late night conversation ensues in the chantry at Skyhold.
She sat one row back from the front, perched on top of the pew with her feet resting on the seat; she was leaning on her knees, one hand propping up her chin as she observed him with a curious expression on her face.
He considered offering her a smile, but he had still to find his balance around her, and he did not know how a smile would be construed. “I pray for the safe return of the world as we know it,” he said, resting back on his feet, turning away from her and back to the candles. “Although sometimes I do wonder if even that is a selfish request.”
It was an odd response, and it threw him; he glanced back over his shoulder again, half turning to face her. “Herald?”
“I’ve asked you not to call me that,” she said quickly, sharply. With the candles flickering in her eyes it was hard to read her; it could have been anger in her face, or it could have been hunger. Exhilaration. She was hard enough to read most of the time as it was.
Read the rest on AO3
AO3 savior, blacklist tags for your fic reading convenience.
Because I’m silly like that I never thought to make a post before, but here is one now. If you didn’t know, there is an extension that allows you to block tags, authors, or works that contains certain words in the summery on Archiveofourown.org. Navigating the preferences is different, but it functions in much the same way as tumblr savior or the xkit blacklisting tool. You can add whatever items you would like to be blocked in the preferences and they will appear on the site like this
- You must already have or be able to install Greasemonkey
- Once you’ve done that the userscript for the AO3 savior can be found here.
- Install the script in Greasemonkey, then access the preferences (in Firefox go to the ‘Tools’ click down menu and select ‘Add-ons’, select the user scripts page and open the preferences for the AO3 savior. I don’t know the specifics for other browsers sry but it shouldn’t be too difficult to locate, just click around)
- Once you are in the preferences you will want to edit the script.
- Within the script find this section
- Add whatever people, places, and things you would like to blacklist. make sure that you surround each item with apostrophes like ‘sterek' and use a comma to separate the items.
- Have fun fic hunting in safety and comfort!
Oh hey there is a thing for this already.
Although I forgot userscripts is down forever, so go here for it instead.
Seriously this has saved me Hulk outs. It’s brilliant and easy to set up! :D
Oh my gwad, this!! I so need this!
for eleneripenneth: Chakwas/Massani: Delighting in your company, 306 words
eleneripenneth said: Zaeed and Chakwas try for a normal, casual date on the Citadel. Nothing fancy. Just ice cream. How hard is it to find good ice cream on the station that’s the heart of galactic civilization?
“You are not bloody serious.”
“There is—no other—way—to take me—Earth Clan.”
Zaeed stared. Around him, the guardians clicked and the whole world dickered under lights that still sparked and fizzed electric displeasure from the last attack. C Sec was out in force. And Zaeed Massani stood in front of the last, untried food counter in the Citadel, while the volus muchant blinked carefully back at him.
“Are you being funny?
“He’s being funny. Karin, the bastard’s—“
Karin Chakwas sighed. “You have to admit,” she said. “Asking for ice cream from a dextro supplier was something of a long bow.”
I ship her with Adams, but this is good too. Can’t have enough “old people fucking” fanworks as far as I’m concerned.
New followers — a call for prompts
There’s a surprising number of you, this week, so I thought I should say hi. Also, send me an ask with a prompt (character and/or words/scenario), and you’ll get a ficlet out of it!
I’m serious. I would love to write this weekend, and I would also love to meet you.
I’ve also never really constructed a masterpost, so:
As it says on the tin: I’m Kit. When I started here I was mostly writing Merrill/Isabela (still the queens of my heart), with a side of an appallingly long AU where Fenris is a magister, Variania is a warrior, and Bethany Hawke is possessed by Justice. Amongst other things. It started off as a very specific Fenders piece for the kinkmeme, and then…well. I like AUs. Making this all resolve into DA2 plot has been a lot of fun.
My other AU of choice has Anora exiled after the Landsmeet and turning to a life of piracy.
And then mass effect happened, and I wept. A lot.
If you’re here, then it’s probably because of Project Guarded Captain, an Aveline/Donnic-based complete fill of the 15 kisses writing meme that I wrote for the inestimable faejilly, or This is not a joke, Mr Moreau—a response to ME3 and disability politics that I’ve seen being reblogged a bit lately.
What you’ll find in this blog is:
- Dragon age ladies, all the time. (Aveline even has her own tag)
- Many ficlets
- some writing-on-writing
- some songs
- My Hawkes and Wardens and Shepards [more generally: my ocs]
- occasional ramblings about my tiny garden, giant cats, or the real world where I am a librarian, fledgling kidlit academic, and children’s book reviewer.
- No character hate.
This is predominately a bioware based fandom blog, but I am also very fond of, and have written for: New Who (and classic—I just can’t write it); Monster Blood Tattoo; Tamora Pierce (especially Emelan); The Abhorson no-longer-quite-trilogy; the Dresden Files; Sharon Shinn and, if certain people have their way, Orphan Black.
I try and tag everything, but if you want something specific for blacklisting purposes, just let me know.
This looks like an interesting collection, and I didn’t know about the AU, so reblogging for future reading
is it too much to ask for just one good slutty steve fic
Fangirls! Your challenge, should you choose to accept it…
Q:Bethany/Fenris 10 <3
10 - stomach kiss
No one asks how it happened.
No one would, the transgression in that question echoing in every drop of blood they shared. Wardens keep their own secrets.
Still, rumor follows the elf that Genet’s group found in Seheron. The one who carried a sword taller than a good-size human child, bruise-tendrils of taint nearly obscured by raised, silvery markings. He had glared fire and fury, Genet said. Lifted his chin, all quick and sure, and said: “One of your number knows me, and I am not unskilled.”
One of their number. It was Warden Commander Bethany who stared at the sight of him, lips parted, eyes luminous before the worry set in, Weisshaupt’s shadows long at her back. She reached out. Laughed. Shook her head. Stepped neatly back, keeping careful space around the exhausted man. “Fenris?”
“I remembered,” he said, abrupt. “The choice Hawke made for you, in the Deep Roads.” He swayed, and Bethany reached out again, bracing one arm, letting out a small, startled sound when he did not flinch.
“Saved my life,” Bethany said. “Fenris—?”
“—I find myself hoping,” Fenris said, “That my own choice will do the same.”
Bethany’s lips twitched. “Maker,” she said, “The taint doesn’t stand a chance.”
OH GOD HOW COULD YOU