Because I write too many sad things
from a conversation with @lcthallin
(in the Tranquility Healed verse): Clarice sitting in the sun in the skyhold garden, getting a little bit sunburnt, surrounded by flowers and butterflies, a bandana around her forehead to hide the brand, reading a book and learning how to read for pleasure again. a cup of cocoa beside her, and she is, for the first time in years, feeling at peace.
Ariadne realizing that she could walk down the main street in val royeaux with her female LI’s hand in hers, utterly unashamed and uncaring of who sees, because she's in love and that's okay, and she just sprints over to find her LI so she can hug her and kiss her in front of everyone who might be watching
Sekhmet finding a quiet spot in Skyhold with a cello that she managed to order (her first purchase since running away) and just playing all the songs she loved a child, the soft songs that her family loved, and she plays into the night until her fingers go numb with cold, and feeling like she belongs and that she can live with the bits of Rivain she brought with her
Teagan introducing his LI to his friends that come to Skyhold to see how he's doing, and they all go out drinking for the night and party, and Teagan drunkenly cuddles up to his LI and tells them that all his favourite people are here and he's so happy
Cullen standing on the battlements, feeling the wind on his face and in his hair, before he's tapped by a lonely child and he ends up forsaking duty for a few minutes to play tag with them, and he feels a little more alive
Angst is fun to write. But my muses deserve to be happy too.