The Mark of Fate: Chapter 1Title: The Mark of FateMore Like This
Author: Michaela Pissott (mpissott)
Game: Dragon Age: Inquisition
Pairing: Victoria Trevelyan/Cullen
Disclaimer: All recognizable content belongs to Bioware.
When Cullen first met the Inquisitor, she appeared quite distressed, no doubt due to the erratic green mark emblazoned on her left hand. She suddenly appeared from a stealthy cloak, having decapitated a lesser shade right before his eyes. Without sheathing her dagger, she focused all her energy on the rift above them, and within moments, it disappeared.
Not wanting to give the prisoner any more recognition than she deserved, he turned to Cassandra and inquired, “Lady Cassandra, you managed to close the rift? Well done.”
“Do not congratulate me, Commander,” the Seeker elaborated, “This is the prisoner’s doing.”
At this, Cullen was forced to turn his attention to the prisoner, the possible criminal that began this whole catastrophe. He observed her i
Stronger than thisMore Like This
WARNING: This is not a pretty scene...there is blood and angst, so if you're not a fan of suffering, you may not want to read. But - underneath it all, it's something nice - honest. ^_~
"Anders Anders where are you?"
Cortland Hawke tried not to wince at the embarrassingly girlish edge to his own voice as he stepped gingerly over the corpses of dragons and darkspawn littering the tunnel through which he walked. He was the Champion of Kirkwall, damn it all, not some weak-hearted oh, Maker what did he just step in?
Pinching his lips together, Cortland scraped the bottom of his boot on a convenient patch of moss, gripped the handle of his dagger just a little tighter, and continued into the murky darkness.
Truth be told, he was getting anxious. Unlike the mage he was following, Cortland had no warden senses to tingle and alert him to darkspawn presence. Maybe coming in here alone hadn't been the wisest move, but he had been acting on reflex.
By the time they'd
Mon Amie (A Terrible Storm Cont.)Modern!Arno x ReaderMore Like This
You offered to let him stay at your place more than once but Arno was resolute on returning home. He had spent the entire weekend with you so it only seemed natural that he would leave. Sleeping on the couch hadn’t been the best option for your neck and back but Arno was certainly looking far better than before.
You drove to his apartment, taking quick glances at his expression just to make sure he was still there. He was being quieter than normal and Arno wasn’t very talkative to begin with so it was even more unsettling than before. You pulled up into the small parking garage and stepped out into the frosty autumn cold.
You followed him into the building, hardly considering the odd passcode required to get in. It wasn’t until you were walking into the lobby of the building did you realize how richly decorated the place was. In fact, you were scared to think about how much the rent was costing Arno. He c
!Modern! Arno x Reader ~ I'll Never Leave YouYou were lying on the couch, waiting for your boyfriend, Arno to come back home. While you were lying like this, you fell asleep. You woke up only because something moved on your skin. A warm, soft, (y/f/c) blanket. You slowly opened your eyes, looking around confused. Did Arno come back while you were sleeping? Yeah, he did. And he was standing with his back turned to you. He was holding something in his hand... you slowly stood up and walked to him quietly.More Like This
"Arno?" You asked gently grabbing his wrist. He flinched and blinked. You never saw him crying. But now he was standing there, with no emotions on his face and tears in his eyes, flowing threw his cheek. "Hey, what's wrong?" He didn't reply, so you grabbed a letter he was holding. It was a formal letter, saying about someone's death. Elise's death, and her father's. You knew Elise is his best friends, first love, after his leaving she was like a sister to him and her father was his adoptive dad... "Oh Arno..." You whispered puttin
!Modern! Arno x Reader ~ French Way(You live with Arno, Connor, Ezio, Altair and Edward, you're their roommate.)More Like This
You always knew Arno Dorian isn't exactly a... normal man. He loved to flirt with women, drink wine, dance and have fun, sure, but he was in the same time so... charismatic and he knew when should he stop with jokes. Like this time. You were upset and he decided to take you for a walk. He said:
"I'll show you how to have real fun! In the French way!" He laughed grabbing your hand and leading you to the park. It was evening, sun was just going down. Park was almost empty except for few elder couples. He was holding your hand all the time you were walking as he was telling you about his family town. You could tell he missed his home, the expression on his face was screaming 'love, sadness, loneliness'. In the same time! You smiled slightly at him, squeezing gently his hand when he almost bumped onto someone.
"Pardon messer!" He quickly said dodging the elder man.
"What a gentelman!" You laughed a little, lookin