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Ad Astra Star Trek Fanfiction Archive
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Borderlines Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Saavik Additional Tags: Mentoring, Trauma, Weekly Challenge: Gratitude Series: Part 18 of Borderlines: Missing Scenes Summary:
A new captain remembers her salvation.
The Tell
"Why does an elf have an Orzammar accent?" Hawke asks the woman who seemingly just dropped out of the sky to dispatch a band of Carta thugs.
"What?" says Tallis. "I do not!"
"She really doesn't," Varric agrees.
"Well, what is it, then?" Hawke wants to know. "It's not Marcher, Fereldan, Orlesian, or Dalish."
"Oh!" says Merrill, clapping her hands together suddenly. "Tallis, try dropping your voice as low as it will go and speaking with a bit of a growl!"
"I am not doing that," says Tallis.
"Oh, please do it!" Merrill insists. "Do it do it do it pleeeease!"
"Fine. Like this? Are you satisfied now?"
For a moment, everyone just stares with silent bafflement — or, in Merrill's case, delight.
"That's Qunari," Hawke observes at last.
"Yes!" says Merrill. "It's very attractive, don't you think?"
"You're Qunari?" Hawke asks the woman.
"I'll just be going now," says Tallis.
The Exchange Student Took My Heart [Paul Lahote x Reader.]
Not my gif. Gif credit goes to the amazing creators!
Anonymous said:Is it okay if I request a drabble where either paul, seth, or embry imprints on an exchange student that has to go back home to somewhere far away soon and doesn't know if they can come back? ahhh how i love angst. thanks for doing these requests, i absolutely love your writing!!
A/N: Yeah, of course, lovely! I chose Paul for this one, - I hope you don’t mind-, I just thought he’d be better for angst. This is a short piece as drabble’s are incredibly short, so mines roughly a drabble-and-a-half. I really did my research on drabbles and wanted to stick to the ‘rules’ I suppose? This is my first ever drabble, so my apologies if it sucks! Thanks for your request and please enjoy!
Type of Piece: Drabble-And-A-Half.
Note: Again, this is my first ever ‘drabble’ so please be kind! I’ve never written something like this before! I usually write detailed fanfic’s; so drabbles are new to me. Let me know what you think!
Word count: 158.
Warning’s: Lot’s of angst, reader’s sort of a bitch at the end (Sorry)! (Let me know if I forgot anything!)
Disclaimer: I do not own Paul Lahote, but Stephanie Meyer does!
A sense of abundant nausea griped at Paul's gut, ears pricking alert at the words (Y/N) was uttering: "Mom says it's mandatory, but I think it's a drag. I recently moved to La Push and mom expects me to move again?" the words stung with peckish force upon Paul's heart. "She says we're moving back to England. It's cool and all, but you're not going to be there..." (Y/N)'s ghosted words haunted the shapeshifter.
"What? That's absurd! You're not moving!" Paul's teeth bared, the wolf emerging with acerbity. "You can't!" he spits the words, frightening his imprint.
"Well what can I do?! My mom can't just dump me here!"
"And why not?" Paul retorts.
"Because, unlike your father, - who can't give a rats ass about you-, my mom would never leave me behind!" (Y/N) slams her locker shut harshly, the epic bang echoing with venom.
She shuffles off to class without a further exclamation.
Post Angels, the Doctor writes himself a note.
