#anders x dorian

[lorandesore]

Dorianders

[ponticle]

Hey and welcome! Interested to see what you do with #10: “Excuse me. Excuse me! Yes, you. You’re sitting in my seat.” from the Dialogue prompts - maybe for Dorian and a character of your choice. Happy writing!

Thanks for the awesome prompt! Here's a little Dorian x Anders in a modern AU for @dadrunkwriting.

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“Excuse me. Excuse me!" Dorian stalks forward, down the thin aisle of the plane, glaring more deeply as he goes. “Yes, you.” He reaches the interloper and stops the spot. “You’re sitting in my seat.”

The man looks up, recognition dawning that he’s being spoken to, but without a hint that he understands why.

“Yes, I’m talking to you,” Dorian adds. He drops his bag into the aisle, narrowly missing another passenger’s foot. Instead of apologizing, he glares at the stranger, until she looks away. He knows it’s not charitable, but it happens — it’s been a long day… week… year…

“Uh, sorry — “ The man pauses, looking down at the worn blue vinyl cushion beneath his thighs, as if a number will appear. When he can’t find one, he looks back up, a glint of blue in his eyes — there and then gone — and then he shrugs. “I’m sorry — I didn’t realize they were assigned.” He smiles gently, then, looking contrite, but Dorian has no patience for this; he his teeth, and huffs out a breath. 

“Well, they are. This isn’t one of those budget-airlines that lets everyone free-for-all at boarding…” He sighs. He should have been sitting in first class — would have been, if things had gone differently… if his life was different… but a plane this small has only one cabin, where he has to duck to avoid a head injury.

“So, which seat are you supposed to be in?” asks the man. 

Dorian barely avoids a growl as he produces his ticket and holds it up to the idiot’s face. “14B — it’s the aisle.”

“Ahh,” says the man. “My mistake. I thought it went alphabetically in from the aisle. I’m 14A.” He picks up his things — painstakingly slowly — and moves over toward the window. About halfway through, he looks back up at Dorian and asks, “You’re sure you wouldn’t rather just switch?”

Dorian’s eyes widen. 

“Enough said,” the man raises his palms in surrender and scoots across the vinyl with a squeak.

“Thank you,” growls Dorian. He sits heavily; his knees barely avoid banging into the tray table of the seat in front of him. He notices absently that the man next to him has to turn his knees out unnaturally in order to avoid the same fate — he must be tall. Whatever. 

“Home or work?” the stranger asks suddenly. 

“What?” snaps Dorian.

“Are you heading home or going to work somewhere?” 

“Oh…” Dorian wipes a hand across his eyes. He’s so tired. “Both… or…Neither… I…” but his words dry up. He’s going to his ancestral homeland, but he’s not going home. He’s not traveling for work, but there is work to be done.

Before he has a chance to say more, though, the man interrupts his train of thought by saying, “Don’t worry. I get it.” 

Dorian looks up at him, surprised.

“I don’t have a super clear picture of where I’m headed yet, either,” admits the man. Then he extends his hand toward Dorian. “I’m Anders.”

Dorian cocks his head to the side. Without moving he says, “I’m Dorian…”

Anders continues to hold his hand in midair — a gesture of good will or a threat, Dorian can’t tell. “Nice to meet you, Dorian.”

An awkward silence, and Anders keeps waiting. Dorian wonders why — is there a space for ‘friendly’ in this world? — but he’s curious, so hesitantly, he reaches across the armrest and makes tentative contact. Anders’ hands are warm and soft. 

“Nice to meet you too, Anders.”

[rosella-writes]

My Works for the Dragon Age Polyshipping Exchange

I was excited to be involved with the @dapolyshipping exchange this year, and had a blast writing two works for it! Here's what I whipped up:

I bleed applause (I'm fading slow): for @thefoxinboots

Rated: E for Extra Sexy

Relationships: Anders x Dorian x Solas

Summary: Dorian and Anders discuss sex magic with bated breath in the library, just above where Solas paints his frescoes. He pipes up to correct them. In which Solas teaches two young mages exactly how the Fade can work in their favor.

bones, blood and teeth erode: for @darethshirl

Rated: E for Extra Sexy (and Angsty)

Relationships: Solas x Desire Demon x Regret Demon

Summary: Solas has harmed everyone he has ever loved. Alone now except for the company of spirits, Regret and Desire torment him further. It is in their nature, after all, and Solas has never been one to deny a spirit its purpose.

[audiobarbex]

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Podfic of [I Can't Put My Foot In My Mouth (It's Already Full)] by [Elpie],  @elpiething  Read by me, @barbex Size: 9.5 MB Duration: 6.55 minutes

[AO3]

[geekelfie]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Tainted Love (6529 words) by D_elfie Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Dragon Age: Inquisition, Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age II, Dragon Age - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Anders/Dorian Pavus Characters: Anders (Dragon Age), Dorian Pavus, Lirene (Dragon Age), Felix Alexius Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Modern with Magic, Modern Thedas, Rare Pairings, Slow Burn, Anders Positive, Non-Justice Anders (Dragon Age), Blight Cure, Explicit Language, Eventual Romance, some canon divergence Summary:

Doctor Anders goes in search of a cure to Blight sickness and reaches out to one of the only experts on the topic - Altus Dorian Pavus of the Tevinter Imperial Circle. Will two genius mages working together finally find a cure for the Blight?

[lorandesore]

Mr. & Mr-r-r.

[lorandesore]

It's my turn to be brave

[lorandesore]

+Bonus - wallpaper “Wake up my love“