FIC DUMP THE SECOND

[miri1984]

Part two of epic ficdump of tumblr doom!

Two words: drunk Alim. Possibly with Oghren. I just want to see the guy have some fun, ffs, if only for three sentences. (-Umi)

Anonymous

"Wha… whaddayadoin… elf-lips you can't do… wha…."

"Relax Oghren! I promise it's fun! You'll love it!" the purple glow surrounding the elf was flickering and some small drunken sense in the middle of Oghren's head was shouting alarm bells as Alim swung him back and forth under the influence of the new arcane warrior spells he'd been learning - learning while drunk on Oghrens most potent home brew….

"Toss him to me!" Alistair was shouting, "TOSS HIM TO ME!"

Wynne & Malcolm Hawke. Wouldn't they have been growing up at the Circle about the same time?

Anonymous

He tried his best casual lean, but the blue eyed, willowy Wynne who was the target of all-too-many other attention seeking young men (and a few women) at the circle was having none of it.

"Malcolm, don't you have study to do?" she said, cocking one perfect eyebrow.

He sighed lustily and raked a hand through his red hair.

Leandra meeting Malcolm for the first time.

Anonymous

Etiquette would demand she cover her mouth and titter when the striking red-haired mage who had done that simply amazing thing with the fireballs and the ice came up to talk to her, but instead all she managed to say was "I like your hair." It earned her a swift kick to the ankle and a hissed Leandra from Gamlen, but she really couldn't bring herself to care.

For the mage's part, the slow smile that spread across his face and the gentle quirk of his eyebrow indicated that he didn't mind her lack of decorum in the least.

3. Saoirse and Bethany trolling Carver.

Anonymous

"Sisi, I really don't think Carver is going to like this…"

"Oh, shush it Beth, you were the one who put frogs in his pants…."

The bucket of dirty water and straw was held in place only by their combined ice spell, and it was only a few minutes before Carver was due to walk into the barn to milk the cows…

Sebastian, forever alone. ^_^

Anonymous

As he watched them walk away, he contemplated taking out his grandfather's bow and shooting them in the head, from behind, two quick arrows that would end all of the hate roiling in his stomach and bring justice to this world gone mad.

It would be the action of someone who had never been taught the meaning of the word honour, but at that point he wasn't sure if he cared.

His hand twitched towards the smooth wood, but it stopped short — either by the maker's will, or his own, he could never be sure.

Your AU Saoirse meeting the AU Wilhelmina Hawke. Hey, if Saga's Laica made an appearance, why not Wil?

Anonymous

Gyms are not meant for my kind, I always feel like an interloper, some sort of fake girl who doesn't have any idea what to wear or how to behave, but Aveline likes having a friend to go with her and on some level I am aware I need to be fit, although I suspect it's the same level that thinks about what I need to eat in order to keep my bowels healthy and I don't like spending huge amounts of time there, to be brutally honest.

We are in the middle of the weight set, or something equally painful and degrading when the tall brown haired girl comes up and hails Aveline as an old friend. It's obvious she is no stranger to being fit and as my eyes travel up the amazingly lanky and toned pillars of awesome that are her legs I have time to wonder how on earth she manages to pull of that amazing green eyeshadow.

Saoirse and Carver, too much alcohol.

nightmaredifficulty

"See, the thing is… the thing is Sisi, Saoirse… I mean… sister, the thing is…"

"WHAT is the Maker damned thing Carver?"

He blinked a few times then stared accusingly into his mug of ale. "I can't remember."

Happy Sebastian!

bellisadinosaur

She'd only taken him with her to the coast a few times, and never on a day like today, when the air was so clear he could see for miles.

He stood alone at the edge of the cliff, breathing in the sea air. Isabela had the right idea about some things, he acknowledged in the privacy of his own head. Out here, with the waves and the sky and the smell, he never felt more sure of the Maker's touch.

Sorcha and Carver, in a begrudging moment of not-quite admitting they care about each other.

ouyangdan

The plane lands with a thump but I don't feel it, just see the saline drip rock hard, once, twice, and settle.

Carver swears at the nurse who's attending all of us, something unintelligible, but I get that it's along the lines of can't the pilot be more careful and I'm suddenly awash, not only in pain medication, but affection. When he turns back to me his face is soft and I blink a few times, trying desperately to arrange my face into a smile for him, my brother, my one, my only sibling.

Justice and KWA discuss Denial's disappearance

bellisadinosaur

She has not returned.

No.

I thought you would be more concerned.

I am, but you're not, so I guess it balances out, doesn't it?

Kylon has a secret admirer

bellisadinosaur

As his arm got shoved up his back and a knee placed squarely in his back for the third time that week, Slim Couldry wondered dreamily if the day would ever come when tall, handsome, efficient Sergeant Kylon would ever realise he was doing it all for him….

ORLESIANS EVERYWHERE

bellisadinosaur

"What is with the accent? Why can't they sodding use the letter s? What have they got against the letter s?"

"Saoirse…"

"Let's get this damned jewel and go back to sodding Kirkwall. I find I am desolate for the company of abominations."

PrSeb's thoughts on Laica before he knew she was double-crossing him

barbeauxbot

Pretty, he thought, that delicate pretty he'd always favoured before he'd been forced back into the chantry, and kind too.

But she was an apostate, and apostates in the end, were trouble and twice trouble and he would be damned before he trusted her, except of course, for that salient fact he sometimes forgot.

He was already damned.

Alim after the Dark Ritual. HOW BAD ARE THE GIRL COOTIES?

warewauminoko

He lay there for a few seconds, staring at the ceiling, before jumping up and starting to pull on his robes and his boots, while she lay there, still… naked and smiling a bit and was he supposed to say something?

"So… ah… that bit where the …. bit with the thing… it's all done now?"

He could hear her roll her eyes. "It was sufficient, warden. You may leave now."

"Oh. Good. Thanks!" He bolted out the door, hopping a bit as he pulled on his second boot.

How did the Hawke siblings get the puppy?

warewauminoko

Father came home with the struggling bundle the day after he delivered Bann Ashrain's daughter, although his face was troubled when he set the animal down on the kitchen floor.

"Malcolm, what are we going to do with a puppy for Andraste's sake?"

But it was too late, Saoirse and Carver and Bethany had piled on top of it and Malcolm made a helpless face at his wife who sighed and rolled her eyes.

"You people have to walk it."

Sebastian is the one who finds Pounce for Anders

bellisadinosaur

Sebastian held the animal at arms length as though it would pollute him and Anders' jaw dropped as the familiar cat mewled pathetically and reached paws out towards him.

"He was spraying between the pews at the chantry," the Priest said, and Anders had to stifle a giggle. "I remembered you liked cats — although I warn you if he comes back the Grand Cleric wants to put him to sleep."

There were so many questions — how did you get here, why aren't you with Aura, did Nathaniel spray water at you again, Maker's breath kitty I missed you, but the only proper reaction was to gather Pounce into his arms and nestle his cheek against the soft fur giving Sebastian a grateful look.

"Thank you, Sebastian," he said softly.

I am completely amused by the fact that Malcolm had a crush on Wynne. How did *she* feel about him?

warewauminoko

Every time she left the dorms that blasted Hawke boy was there trying to talk to her and she was sick of it. She had important work to do. Some of them were here to actually learn not…

…do whatever it was he did with his spare time. Which she was not at all interested in.

At all.

Thank you very much.

Saoirse and Seb in a not-hating each other moment.

ouyangdan

He takes the locket from her fingers hesitantly at first, and she can tell from the way his eyes blink rapidly that it means something to him - more than it could ever have meant to the corpse she pulled it from.

"I'm sorry," she says, awkwardly.

"This," he says, shaking his head and smiling "is nothing for you to be sorry for."

Alim telling Zevran about deciding to do the Dark Ritual.

warewauminoko

"Wellll, here's the thing, Zev, we can both live, but only if I have sex with Morrigan."

"Soffio di Dio, mi amore," his lover said, looking contemplative for a few seconds, before fixing him with a clear golden gaze and smirking. "May I come too?"

Malcolm's famous last words upon escaping the Circle.

warewauminoko

"What, I have to wear pants now?"

What's running through Saoirse's mind when she has the murderknife in her hand, Anders sat in front of her.

nightmaredifficulty

He wants me to kill him?

….

Well, that's not going to happen in a million years, can someone stop Seb from mouthing off before I firestorm him?

Malcolm's thoughts at Saoirse' birth

barbeauxbot

The first thing he thinks is thank the maker that's over but it's quickly subsumed by an overwhelming sense of terror.

She's tiny, and she's his and he loves her and he doesn't know if he'll be able to protect her or even if he'll be able to stay with her.

When Leandra smiles up at him, holding the tiny bundle in tired arms, he lets out a breath and smiles back, because whatever happens, at least they'll be doing it together.

I don't know what you're talking about and neither do you.

Bellisadinosaur

"I don't know what you're talking about," Anders says, hastily hiding the half empty bowl of cherries behind him.

"And neither," Saoirse says, pointedly force magicking the offending bowl to the ground behind her errant husband with a clank, "do you."

Prompt: Is it even okay to ask someone that?

cave-fatuam

Isabela is spluttering. Isabela is spluttering.

"Short answer, Merrill?" Saoirse says. "No."

Pounce has a lady friend. Anders does not approve.

bellisadinosaur

He leaned back against the clinic bench and eyed the animal, who was busy washing a paw with nonchalant charm.

"You have to treat her right, Pounce," he said sternly, "or them, if there's more than one." His eyes narrowed as Pounce gave him a look that could only be described as smug and then he sighed. "Make sure the kittens come back here, too, Merrill will find good homes for them."

Prompt: Isabela... I don't think that goes there

saintsinnerx

"Sweetheart, it's all wrong and you know it."

Saoirse narrowed her eyes at Isabela and adjusted her skirt. "I don't see you divesting yourself of your array of concealed weapons," she said grumpily.

"I don't try to put them in my cleavage dear."