Brooding Fenris was brooding again, and not particularly happy with himself for it. He always claimed he wasn't "broody", as so many put it, and yet here he was, brooding.
He wasn't certain what to do, now. All of the life he could remember had been taken up with being a slave or trying to hold on to his new freedom. Now it wasn't an issue--Danarius was dead and gone, and Fenris was as free he would ever be.
It was an unexpectedly terrifying thought.
He'd been certain this was what he always wanted, and in many ways it still was. But a small part of himself already missed the comforting certainty of his life before; he'd known what to do then: lay low, do what he could to get by, eventually move on, all the while evading other Tevinters. Now none of that was an issue anymore, and it left a void in his life.
He supposed he had the option to do what he wished now, but he hadn't really thought abou
Anders and Fenris: Catfight :3"Hawke, look out!"Anders and Fenris: Catfight :34 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was Fenris' scream, drifting over the roar of battle, that caught her attention; heart racing, she turned and saw the blades, about to slice into her unprotected back. Switching her sword to her other hand, she flipped it by the hilt and threw her arm backwards, catching her foe in the stomach and impaling him all the way through. She withdrew and twisted away as his eyes went wide in surprise and then deadened as he fell, his daggers dropping from unfeeling fingers and clinking softly against the stone ground.
She stood there, staring at the man who could have nearly taken her life, breathing hard. But she wasn't traumatized or in shock; it was not the first time that she had brushed death and she knew it would not be the last.
He was at her side at once, golden eyes afraid, locks of his blond hair escaping from its tie to fall into his eyes. She smiled and spread her arms wide, showing him she was unscathed.
"I'm fine, Anders."
He studied her car
In SicknessHawke put a hand to her eyes, stretching the fingers wide to allow her to rub both temples simultaneously. Why was she surrounded by stubborn fools?In Sickness4 years ago in Romance More Like This
It had been partly her fault, she supposed. The weather had grown cold of late, the first snowfall had been weeks ago and Kirkwall was heavily blanketed in white. When she'd requested Fenris' blade in aid against Tal'Vashoth lingering along the coast, she should have realized the bloody idiot's loyalty and pride meant he would render it without consideration for his own needs.
They'd been days in their hunt on the Wounded Coast, wading knee-deep through snowdrifts, only ever completely dry when they sheltered in carefully cleared caves to make camp each night. She and Aveline were Fereldan, heavy snow was little more than an inconvenience to them, a product of their upbringing. Sebastian was a native Freemarcher and seemed to be as cheery about trudging through the fluffy white impediment as he was about everything. No doubt the added exer
Forgive and Forget - Chpt 1Forgive and Forget - Chpt 15 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Title: Forgive and Forget - Chpt 1
Author:Claire Woolland (Fyrefly12)
Game: Dragon Age 2
Characters/pairing: Varric, Anders, Isabella, Fenris & Nasara Hawke
Disclaimer: All setting and Characters belong to Bioware! (Except my Hawke!)
She hated him. Hated him!
He was a jerk. No, a bastard. No! A son of a bitch with a bastard ass hole father! The more she thought about him, the most she wanted to scream.
Dick, dick, dick!
"AHHH!" Her fingers errupted into flames. Without a second thought she sent a molten fireball at the wall, shattering the window.
As tiny pieces of clay fell from the now marred wall, she knew she had to calm down. Standing perfectly still in the middle of her fire lit room, Nas tried to breathe. Air came slowly at first; her body was so stiff from tension that it felt like her lungs had clenched.
Small little gulps of air started to cool her from the inside, and she felt her muscles starting to loosen one by one. Forget him... her mind cooed to her
A Simple TaskA Simple Task4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Title: A Simple Task
Author: Yozzie (Roz)bourne
Game: Dragon Age 2
Disclaimer: all characters belong to Bioware and EA I just take liberties with their words and actions.
***Contains naughty language, mild violence and sexual themes***
Dead fanatics. Bodies stacked like cordwood against the wall, blood soaked hay and dust swept into a pile nearby, and the ever-present buzzing of flies completed the scene. The three dead Qunari delegates were laid out on the floor, evidence of their ill treatment written in blood and bruises. Fenris felt disgust well up within him. This massacre could have been avoided with calming words from Mother Patrice or her templar dog Varnell, but those two only inflamed the crowd. His blade may have done the cutting, but it was their words that killed these pathetic people. Hawke was standing near Sebastian, telling the Viscount what they found. She d