Castiel Christmas [Castiel X reader insert]A/N: This is my first published fan-fic. And I'm sorry if the characters are a bit OOC (out of character) tell me if they are, and the reader(you) is more based on my personalty. But depending on the response it gets it might end here or I might decide to continue it. Please tell me what you think in the commentsMore Like This
December 21st, 2012, you were riding in the back seat of the Impala staring out the window, entranced in your own thoughts you hadn't noticed that Castiel had appeared in the seat next to you until, "Cas! About time you showed up!" Dean startled you and you looked over to see that Castiel was in fact sitting next to you. You tried smiling at him. He just nodded. You
Such a FoolAuthor: XaphanaMore Like This
Title: Such a Fool
Game: Dragon Age
Character pairing: Fenris/F!Hawke
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters save Sangria Hawke
It was cool outside. Hawke was almost wishing she'd grabbed the coat Bodahn had suggested. She hated this time of year. Barely any sun, she was always shivering, and it made her even more depressed than she already was. Visions of her mother becoming that that thing, haunted her even now years later. Visions of her brother leaving to become the very thing she feared most. Templars. Now she had made a name for herself that, while making herself heavily watched for what she was, kept her free. But she still hated them. She'd watched them for, Maker almost seven years now. At first she was protected by Athenril, then she tried to keep a low profile, then stopping an invasion by gigantic horned people trying to take over your city got you into people's good graces.
Didn't change the fact she'd seen what templars could do. Karl would rather d
BAT ELFFenris dangles from the beam on the ceiling, receiving an odd look from Hawke as she walks in. "What the blazes are you doing?"More Like This
Fenris hisses, "I'm a bat."
Hawke then stares at him with awe and confusion. "A bat elf."
"Yessss" He replies, taking the sheet wrapped around him and waving it at his sides in a mock flying gesture. He goes to dismount and hits the ground with a loud thud.
Hawke looks at him and pats his head. "You alright?"
"Of course I'm alright! I'm a bat!" He wraps the sheet back around him and gets to his feet. He runs out the room and down the stairs- busting down the front door.
Hawke then sighs and walks out the door, following the elf and hoping he won't hurt himself. 'Sure you are, Fenris. Sure you are."
Fenris roars at everyone he passes as he disappears down the street and out of Hawke's view. Some scream, some just look at him like he's daft.
When she lost sight, hawke then starts yelling out "BAT ELF BAT ELF."
hoping he'll return.
BAT ELF 2Fenris slid up the railing of the staircase in the Hawke Estate. "Hawke! We have a crisis!"More Like This
Hawke looked at him yawning, "Fen I have to go to the market in the morning. What are you doing up this late?"
"Are you dense? Bats are nocturnal!" He did a quick hiss in her direction before grabbing her wrist and jumping out the window with her in tow. "It's the Pantsless Pirate! She has kidnapped Choir Boy!"
"Bat elf Wait what, Aaaaaaah!"
Fenris threw his makeshift sheet cloak over his head and ran down the street. "We must hurry, mortal! He is in grave peril!" He darted from corner to corner, despite the obvious onlookers who had yet to crawl home. When they reached the stairs leading up to Chantry, he rolled up them in a fancy manner.
Hawke followed Bat Elf around, once again being the baby sitter to the weird LARP.
"You are mortal too, love. Just with pointy ears,"
"And wings! Don't forget the wings!"
Yes. And the- Wait, is that Sebastian?" Hawke pointed at their naked friend.
BloodandThunder:Where it hurtsMore Like This
Maeve walked through her mansion slowly, examining everything remembering all she could.
Warm walls now ice cold, shadows creeping out at her from every dark corner scary faces reflected in mirrors as she passed.
This home used to be comforting, a sanctuary, and a balm to her soul when the outside got dark
Her room loomed before her, once her refuge; escape from reality the home of the man who made everything go away with the words, "Tell me where it hurts "
It was now a scary opening to the foulest pits of the Void containing nothing but nightmares and screams, of fear of heart ache.
He was in there at her desk writing. His mistress called to him; more taunting than a siren's wail Maeve could not compete with Lady Freedom.
Her calloused palms pressed against the closed door, her forehead hitting the door softly. Tears ran down her face as she slid to the floor.
When did everything fall apart? When did the love go away? When did she mo