14 Jan 2016
Her loss does not shatter him. This is not some ancient tale of lovers; he does not tear at his clothes, devise poems about her beauty, or throw himself from a cliff—rather, he does the practical thing.
He goes on.
He has plans, after all.
(Or, known as that one time the Inquisitor faked her own death and it turned out to be the best thing for her and Solas’s relationship.)
- Part 1 of jagged pieces & ripped edges
06 Jun 2019
When Solas again became Fen'Harel, the Inquisitor vanished.
Unseen but not forgotten she watched as the Veil was destroyed, as the Evanuris were freed, as the world again went to war. She bore witness to the devastation knowing she could have stopped it, if only. As years passed she became a wanderer, a chronicler, using words to capture all the terrible things her decision had wrought on the world, using words as penance for all she hadn't done.
And using words, unwittingly, to lure the Dread Wolf to her door.
- Part 1 of Becoming Boone
22 Apr 2019
"In another world—"
An eventuality voiced like a promise. A nonsensical one. What would he have done under different circumstances? Nothing. If the power of his orb had never taken refuge into her palm, the Solas she had met amid the blazing ruins of Andraste's temple would have never even deigned to accord her so much as a glance. Truth is, there was never a better time for them than the one they had at their disposition. And he ruined it. Grasped their only chance between calloused fingers, stained with the blood of his people, and crushed it of his own volition.
Perhaps they were not meant to be. In this world or the next.
What better proof of it than their current situation?
In this day and age, she's nothing special to him. Nothing other than a shemlen, even though his people have yet to come up with the term. She had been unique to him once, but today, the god is surrounded by his people. People that share his ideals and way of life. People worthy of his time and affection. Better people than her, in his eyes.
The hard reality of their wasted bond catches up with her, stabbing her in the heart and twisting the knife for good measure.
14 Jul 2018
“Clint, c’mon, this is dumb. Is fifteen minutes really gonna mean a damn thing?” Bucky asks, the exasperation in his voice is clear, even through the thick wood of the door. “I’m pretty sure the world ain’t gonna end if I see you before some stupid rule says I can.”
Based off a prompt: ways to say "I love you"; muffled, from the other side of the door.
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10 Mar 2019
Fandoms: One Direction (Band)
24 Jan 2018
For one blissfully self-pitying moment, Niall lets himself pretend that they’re okay. Zayn’s just got a new number. That’s why the most recent message is from weeks ago, congratulating Niall on the start of the Flicker Sessions tour. He can call Zayn any time he wants to, he’s still allowed - of course he’s allowed. Everything is fine, he and Zayn are fine, and Niall doesn’t feel like there’s a hole where his heart used to be, threatening to sink him into a bottomless pit of grief.
Nothing good happens after midnight - Niall should know that by now.
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05 Oct 2018