#lexlan

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OC KISS WEEK IS HERE! I can finally share this lovely comm drawn by @artofmisi of my OC Eilan and @bluewren's Lex. Little Dalish elf babies in loooooove. 🥰 ---- 💖 Want to love Lex and Eilan? Here's a short story: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52434187/chapters/132646609

[bluewren]

OC Kiss Week: Rain

Lex is my OC, Eilan belongs to the lovely @delicatefade. We have each other's OCs living in our heads now.

Fandom: Dragon Age

Some context: This is in an AU where Lex is a member of the Chargers. Taking place sometime after they started dating and at Skyhold together.

wc: 612

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The desert sun has been beaming down on Lex and Eilan for several hours. It feels like they passed the same dried up birch tree several times on their way back to Griffin’s Keep. They passed the same crumbled bridge that once supported the Imperial Highway. It could have cut their travel time by half if they had lived in an earlier age. This section of the massive land bridge has since dropped into the valley, and the couple has to walk around it. At least the rotting bronto husk doesn’t look familiar, the heat hasn’t taken all of Lex’s wits away from him. It feels like they’ve been walking all afternoon. He’s delighted that the map is telling him that Griffin’s Keep is along this path. They should be catching sight of shelter by the evening and be there to partake in the driest supper imaginable. Food variety is limited in the Western Approach.

"Hm, why is it that whenever you tell me about your adventures it's always slaying demons and dragons, and yet when I come along it's delivering parcels," Eilan asks. "Oh yea?” Lex chuckles. ”You want to fight a dragon?”  “Maybe.” She smiles with a playful list towards one side.  "You're not getting anywhere near a dragon, miss never-even-thrown-a-punch."  They continue walking, unfortunately their canteens are now completely emptied, with no spring in sight, and some distance to cover.  Eilan is the first to be fatigued. "Come on. Let me carry you." Lex holds his hand, palms up for her to rest on.  “I’ll be fine,” Eilan insists, splaying out her hand. “You’re not much trouble to carry.” “Lex, you can be stranded if you wear yourself out.” Eilan slows to a stop and gasps for breath, one hand on her hip to support herself. “I just need to rest for a moment.” “Alright." Lex looks around for shade but finds none. "We'll get cooked if we rest here. Let's find a better spot." Lex feels a droplet of rain hit his shoulder. The sky suddenly turns gray. It feels like one of the few times today that whatever god causes things to happen in this world is finally being merciful. Lex laughs. He opens his arms wide to catch as many droplets falling from the sky as possible. It undoes his hair, drenches his clothes, weighs on his legs, but now he feels giddy and rejuvenated from being caught in the rain. "No time to argue." Lex swoops Eilan off her feet.  Eilan yelps when her feet leave the ground. Lex carries her in his two arms and dashes. The world turns into a blur. The only thing that he can discern clearly is the sound of Eilan’s voice. Lex can feel Eilan’s arms tightly wrapped around his neck, feeling like she’s scared of falling if she lets go. Luckily the ground is mostly flat, there’s little worry of tripping. He holds on to her tight until they finally get under the bridge. He breathes a sigh of relief when they finally make it to shelter. His lungs feel like they’ve collapsed after that sprint, though somehow he’s still able to laugh. Adrenaline is still racing through his veins as he finally slumps himself over the stone wall. Eilan’s wringing water out of her clothes, drenched from head to toe. Still she manages to dry herself enough to sit down comfortably beside Lex. “We’ll probably be stuck here for a few hours but,” Lex cups Eilan’s chin in his hands. He brings Eilan close to press a kiss to her lips. He feels the water on her skin, and droplets falling from her hair onto his arms.

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Reunited in a downpour

OC Kiss Week Day 2: rain 🌧

Fandom: Dragon Age Inquisition Context for readers outside fandom: The portal referenced in the snippet sent Lex straight to a nightmare realm! It's not good! Word Count: 732 Bonus Track:

To leave this place was to concede that he was lost to her forever. Six days ago Eilan’s lover fell into a rift in the sky and never came back. She was told it had happened fast. A battle at a fort. A dragon. A collapsed wall. He, along with five others, fell into a portal to the fade. And that was it. That was all they knew. At first his advisers had kept the faith with her. He lived, they told each other, he must live. His advisers, leaders of this upstart Andrastian army, believed the Inquisitor must live because of divine providence. He was the Herald of Andraste, an avatar of their prophet’s will incarnate, and thus he could not die. To Eilan, he was Lex, her fate. If he died, what did that mean for her? There was no life without him, and yet she lived and so must he. The advisers’ faith waned with each passing day. Eilan told herself that hers did not. Though it had become brittle, that much she could admit.

She sat at the edge of a wide, high-pitched tent. Her attention flitted between the portal that had taken Lex, still visible in the distance near the fort, and the soldiers who packed up the Inquisition’s military outpost. They had begun at dawn despite the deluge of rain. It had been raining for days, a portent the army’s mages misinterpreted as a sign of calamity. Eilan knew better. The rain was fat and heavy, like the rain of spring. To her it symbolized hope. The army’s mages had dismissed her interpretation as either the grief-desperate yearnings of a girl, or Dalish hogwash. The soldiers slipped in the mud. Crates slid out of reach. Horses were stubborn. The men and women of the Inquisition had won the battle that swallowed their Inquisitor — her Lex, gods, he was so beautiful, so bright. Is, she reminded herself, he still is. But yes, the army had won at a cost too high. One in three soldiers had died. Those who survived would live forever with haunting wounds. But two in three survived. The odds were good, perhaps even applicable to those who fell in portals. She stared at it, unblinking, willing Lex’s return. “Eilan.” Commander Cullen spoke her name with compassion as he stepped into her field of view. She looked past his shoulder. Yesterday he had told her to pack up the contents of the Inquisitor’s tent. She had not. “The Inquisition must move on. We are all heart-broken by the loss of the Inquisitor, though I do not pretend any of us can begin to understand your grief.” His eyes were red and inflamed, evidence that he spoke true about his feelings on the matter. He was also correct that none could understand hers. Something dark fell from the mouth of the portal. Then four more dark things. Eilan got up and pushed past Cullen, darting out into the cold rain. The mud was slick beneath her feet. She scrambled towards the fort. “Eilan!” Cullen called after her. “He’s here,” she cried back. Saying it aloud made her heart thump in her ears. She felt light-headed, reality slipped. Near the rift, lights flashed, a battle. Was it him and the others fighting through the demons that lurked near every rift? It had to be. As she reached the entrance to the fort, Lex. He stepped out into the muddy field, already soaked through. A flash of recognition, then blubbering, sobbing cries, his and hers. They ran to each other. Her cheek slid against his. His hand gripped her back, his fingers dug in. She trembled, so did he. He smelled of sulfur and something astringent. She whimpered as she touched his face, saw him in blurry glimpses. A smear of blood on his forehead. Patches of soot on his skin. His armor broken at the shoulder. One arm held against his ribs in pain. They kissed desperately between sobs, lips blue and teeth chattering. The water on her face was cold and hot in peels, a mix of rain and tears. She sobbed his name. Oh gods. He said he’s here, he’s here, it’s okay. His hand cradled her head against him. It shook and shook. They kissed again and again, could not stop crying, mewling and fumbling for each other, those poor and keening souls.

---- This is a moment I've not yet reached in my Lex/Eilan story. It was a treat to write it early! Eilan is my OC and Lex belongs to @bluewren Want to follow their story? Start here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52434187/chapters/132646609

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Ropes of Fate

OC Kiss Week Day 7: dare

Fandom: Dragon Age, though it really doesn't matter for this snippet. Word Count: 2,299 😬 I got inspired. Main Tags: Childhood crush, kids being kids Summary: My name is Lex, I'm eleven, and in Clan Lavellan. So this one time Arris (who is dumb) wanted everyone to play ropes of fate cause Arris wanted to kiss girls. Pfft. I went anyway cause I was bored. This is what happened. It was pretty crazy.

I moved this one to AO3 -> https://archiveofourown.org/works/53891704 Excerpt

My heart was pounding in my ears. It’s not that I was afraid of girls or kissing girls. It’s just that Eilan had that power. Who knew what else she could do. I walked into the aravel and closed the door behind me. She looked me right in the eyes and fixed me again with that power. I couldn’t say or do anything. But then she did something I had never seen her do before. She looked down all bashful like, how some girls do, and she blushed and had a little smile. Did she like me? That’s what that meant when other girls did it, but Eilan never seemed to like anyone. I felt dumb again. Stick to the plan. Get it over with. I told my feet to move, but they would not listen. Eilan’s smile got bigger like she knew. Of course she did, she was super smart and could read anyone’s mind. But she was smiling a whole lot, at me, and I let myself smile back. I felt goofy, just looking at her, smiling like that. I still felt light headed, but now I could breathe again and my heart was calming down from a thump-thumping to a whisper-whoosh.  “LET’S GOOOO!” Arris shouted from outside the aravel. “We haven’t got all night!”

Story on AO3 -> https://archiveofourown.org/works/53891704

Eilan is my OC and Lex belongs to @bluewren

Want to follow their story? Start here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52434187/chapters/132646609 DAFF tag list: @warpedlegacywrites | @rakshadow | @rosella-writes | @effelants | @bluewren | @breninarthur | @ar-lath-ma-cully | @dreadfutures | @ir0n-angel | @inquisimer | @crackinglamb | @theluckywizard | @nirikeehan | @oxygenforthewicked | @exalted-dawn-drabbles | @melisusthewee | @blarrghe | @agentkatie | @leggywillow | @about2dance

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New experiment. What if I actually started treating this like a writing blog?

No context tiny snippet from a scene I worked on in my WIP. Sharing because "weenie"

As tempted as Eilan was to suggest they forgo the festival, she could not bring herself to be a weenie. As a child she had been a weenie and ostracized for it — and rightly so, in retrospect. She liked being a loner just fine except in those moments when she did not. As an adolescent that solitary streak morphed into an appealing mystique, perhaps with some sex appeal, and she had an easier time finding her place among their peers and even attracting the secret affections of two of the shyer boys. Meanwhile, Lex went from an agreeable and well-liked child to a teenage hunk that was popular with the girls. Even now, over a year into their romance, Eilan felt lucky that he had chosen her, did not quite know why he had, and was reluctant to do anything that may break the spell.

A WEENIE

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What's Lexlan?

Thank you so much for asking! I had wanted someone to ask, and when you did I felt paralysis because where to begin? Maybe I'll start with the simple definition and then invite more specific questions. Lexlan - n. ship name, portmanteau of Lex and Eilan, the OTP Eilan is my main OC. A Lavellan! I am writing an AU where she is not with Solas and is not the Inquisitor. She is with Lex, who is also a Lavellan and belongs to @bluewren. In this AU, Lex becomes the Inquisitor and Eilan joins the Inquisition out of loyalty to him (twist: she all but hates the Inquisition, is there for him and him only).

They are both mages, same age, and grew up together in Clan Lavellan. Eilan is more cerebral, artsy and a more multi-disciplined mage. She's hyper-analytical, often in her head, quick to doubt and hold back. She enjoys secrets. At first blush you might describe Lex as a himbo, but he's not dumb at all. Lex fights with a sword and his magic is more specialized. He is very physical, buff, approaches life simply and is earnest, charming, and a bit of cad when he wants to be.

Their love story begins when they are 20 years old and I'm having a blast exploring young, immature, intense, horny, doubt-plagued love. They even do a little crime together. 🥰 I am writing and posting their love story here: https://archiveofourown.org/series/3896515

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[bluewren]

OC Kiss Week: Reach

Lex is my OC, Eilan belongs to the lovely @delicatefade. We have each other's OCs living in our heads now. Entry for @ockissweek, Prompt: Reach.

Fandom: Dragon Age

Some context: Lex is visiting his clan in Wycome to help fix the alienage there. He and Eilan are able find a bit of time to have sweet getaway from their work for a picnic.

wc: 634

Countryside Picnic

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A picnic in the Wycome countryside is the perfect escape from clan busy work. Lex and Eilan can finally enjoy a relaxing afternoon together away from the clan. No classrooms to clean, no leaf tassels to weave for the alienage elves. He wishes he had more days like this, but a few more of these, he’ll likely sink into the grass from the bliss of pleasant breeze.

Of all the Free Marcher city-states, Lex liked Wycome best. He felt none of the weariness that comes from being near those tall overbearing gray stone walls of Ostwick. As a mage, he never had to worry about Starkhaven's infamously zealous guards. Lex has always found joy in visiting Wycome in his youth, it was his peek into city life, every time the clan visited for business. If their clan is fated to settle down, this is where he’d like to be.

Eilan chose a spot that she knew had flowers. Lex set down a picnic blanket for them both. They bought fresh bread from a local bakery Eilan loved, still warm and steaming. Eilan bought a few jars of jam with them, strawberry, peach, and grape. They enjoyed the tangy flavor on the bread, though they didn’t rush to finish their treats. Letting the day go as slow as they wanted, lying down and looking at clouds as they talk.

Lex picks a flower from a nearby bush, feeling nostalgic for their youth when the two of them had grown up surrounded by nature. 

Eilan caresses the side of his head, petting the soft buzz of his undercut, smiling at the seemingly soft gesture for such a prickly man. “I never expected you to be the type to pick flowers.”

“It’s a honeysuckle. Always smelled nice.” Lex protests, wearing a toothy grin.

“Whatever you say,” she plucks the flower from Lex’s hand, placing it onto his hair. “It’s cute.”

Lex chuckles.

"How has Wycome been treating you?”

Lex yawns, crossing his arms over his head to stretch awake. “I like it.”

“You like it?” Eilan giggles in the back of her hand.

“It's a great city. I like the people. Some more than others.” he winks at Eilan. 

“Flatterer.” Eilan blushes. She turns away to pick at the honeysuckle in comfort. “Do you plan to come back to Wycome after... all of that... is over?”

“All of that?” Lex chuckles, rubbing his jaw. “Yea, maybe.”

In truth, he’s never thought about the answer to Eilan’s question. He isn’t sure when the Inquisition will be ‘over.’ They achieved their founding goal to defeat Corypheus, yet there’s so much more work to be done. He’s certain that there’s work from Leliana, probably several years more. But what about Eilan? 

“Will you still be here?” He returns the question.

“I think so.” Eilan holds his gaze as she says, “I’ll stay where you can find me.”

“What if I didn’t have to find you?” Lex shrugs, barely moving his shoulders.

“What do you mean?” Eilan raises a brow at Lex, more curious now. “You have to go back to Skyhold, don't you?”

Yes he did. “I can’t change that. But do you have to stay in Wycome?” Lex asks. He smiles, wide and excited to finally break the question to her.

“Oh. I see.” Eilan tries to hide her smile behind her hand, overwhelmed by what he was asking and confessing. “I did not think that was an option.”

“Come on. This can’t be the last time we’ll see each other.”

Eilan can’t stop smiling as she nods yes to his question.

“Yea, you’ll come?”

She nods again and laughs a little from happiness. Lex smiles. He reaches over around Eilan’s torso, bringing her closer for a kiss. His stomach feels as fluttery as the first time they kissed.

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Belated #TalktoMeTuesday--what's your favorite Lexlan scene you've written so far?

Man, what a tough question. I love so many of them. Here's one. It's the night Lex comes home from Nevarra. He's been gone seven months on an adventure. Before he left they weren't even "official." They had made no promises or commitments. But they missed each other terribly and he comes home fully ready to make it official with the girl who he carried in his heart for seven months. But we're in Eilan POV, not his. They go into the woods to be alone. Before any hanky panky, he starts giving her all these gifts he collected for her on his trip, little things that reminded him of her, or that he thought she'd like to see. With each gift there's a story. He's animated as he tells her about his adventures, what he learned, how it made him feel, how it changed his view of the world. And Eilan is charmed and touched but also hyper-analyzing every word. He's more worldly now than her. She wonders, is she now too small for him now, too simple, that he's seen so much more of the world than her? One of the many gifts that he got for Eilan is A RARE AND FANCY NEVARRAN INVENTION, A SELF-INKING QUILL!! (it's an old timey fountain pen.) Lex mentions the women he got it from showed him how to use it. The mere mention of a woman makes Eilan wonder if he slept with anyone else while away. Ofc, she never asks. Also the scene is pretty funny? Lex is so animated in telling his stories, using his hands and body to re-enact parts. Downplays near death experiences with a casual "Nah." When it is finally time for hanky panky, he has a new terrible, mangled scar on his chest. Eilan starts getting upset at the thought that he could have died. He nudges her back towards sexy time by being smooth and funny and not letting her dwell on could-haves.

I like the contrast between what's happening in Eilan's head and the sunny love radiating off a very happy, beaming, energetic Lex. I hope it makes the reader go, "lol, girl, this boy is obsessed with you. chill."