‘ here, take my jacket. ’ - hampus
Archer looked at his husband for a moment and looked at his jacket. “But that clashes with my outfit.”
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‘ here, take my jacket. ’ - hampus
Archer looked at his husband for a moment and looked at his jacket. “But that clashes with my outfit.”
Modern!AU Drabble for oneluckyshot
This had all gotten out of hand terribly quickly.
It was just supposed to be a single date to get the too-charming-for-his-own-good man to stop asking. And also because Leliana threatened to strangle her if she didn’t. It was supposed to be just a few more light-hearted, fun outings because, as it turned out, Hampus was actually quite pleasant to be around. The flirting and suggestive talk was a bit much, but he saw her discomfort quickly and politely toned it back.
It was no supposed to be finding out he practically owned a bloody company, getting sneered and looked down on by his secretary, dinner at a restaurant that cost about as much as a week’s pay per plate, and being invited as his date to a wedding in Val Royeaux because his family expected him to go and he actually quite liked the groom and “don’t worry about the attire, I’ll take care of it.”
Take care of it apparently meant a designer showing up at her apartment with a dozen gowns, an assistant, and about a million measuring tapes.
It was most definitely not supposed to end up with her in the midst of a panic attack in her room, lying on the bed in one of the gowns, Hero half on top of her too soothe her.
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“Would you mind not staring at me as though I’m some sideshow attraction..?” Was it the lyrium markings? Or the fact that he still used a sword in an age when swords were largely becoming ineffective as weapons? He couldn’t honestly tell.
“Do you always begin conversations this way?”
Moira eyed the young man with amusement. Alright, so she had blatantly whistled at him as he trained, but could anyone blame her? Arms crossed from where she leaned against the ring for the training grounds. “Do ya always train shirtless?” she asked, a cheeky smile on her face.
Random smut for Hampus and Archer in modern
Hampus & Archer
He had been gone a year, not entirely vanished of course but he needed that extra two semesters and now he was nearly finished. Sometimes he forgot what he was even studying. But today he was home after twelve months of being away and he enjoyed the bath he had with his husband. He had missed him actually, missed his touch and everything.
"Why? Well i was cooking and git some sauce on my shirt and pants, i thought might as well take them all off" Hampus smirked at Caitlin.
Caitlin sort of sighed, shaking her head in mild amusement. At this point, seeing the man naked wasn’t exactly shocking. Just...surprising. “That is literally what aprons are for,” she said, smiling slightly as she went to go grab him one. “Also, what happens if you spill sauce on yourself now?!”
“i’ve been thinking about you all night.”
“And you still got sleep that is incredible.”
Drrunk and affectionate text - modern dark
[txt: hampus] Hampus you are so lovely, so lovely.
[txt: hampus] do we still have the chocolate at home?