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happy flash your friends friday jazz 😁
open to anyone ♡
❛ i'd ask if you enjoyed the show, but it was pretty obvious from up there you were way more entertained by that guy. ❜ any attempt at concealing bitterness in tone ultimately fails, attention fixed on his guitar as it's secured it in its case, the small bar gradually clearing out for the night. ❛ i must’ve missed the part where supporting me meant flirting with strangers. ❜
romantic, platonic, or otherwise: who was the last people you fell in love with? is there anyone you are currently in love with?
“The last people I fell in love with… Mmm, Soren and Keung. Bell. I would say I’m in love with all of them, and then there’s Aster, of course. That’s something else. Something old. If I talk about it, I whisper, you know.”
mentions: @tosink, @sorcnn, @ofaster, @vbells
♥: Your muse crying about something (Soren/Shaw)
@quiprava | non-sexual acts of intimacy: accepting!!
They were travelling light to see Avernus. Shaw preferred it that way. After so long as a fugitive or trying to avoid Darkspawn, any group larger than ten set his teeth on edge. Being around the mage again, travelling through the cold rain, it almost felt like back then. ( how wretched was he that he looked back to the Blight and felt nostalgia? )
Soren Amell, a proper lord now, Warden-Commander of all Ferelden, had his own tent. But Shaw didn’t think- he rarely thought- before he ducked under the sturdy canvas flap. Privacy was as foreign a concept to him as peace; luxuries meant for other men.
So, Shaw did not ask permission to enter the tent. It all felt too familiar to their past, when they shared a tent or close enough, when the world needed to be saved and it felt impossible. ( It was impossible. ) But they did it, led by the young mage who now sat on his cot with his head in his hands, chest heaving in sobs.
Shaw had never run from anything in his life-
No, that’s a lie.
He ran to the Anderfels. He ran from facing his shattered homeland and own broken heart. He ran and left the Warden-Commander with no one to watch his back, and the young mage faced impossible odds- again- and this time utterly alone.
What was it, then, about Warden-Commander Amell that made him want to run? He wanted to turn heel and leave the tent without letting the Hero of Ferelden knowing he saw this moment of weakness. He wanted to forget the way his stomach dropped at the soft sound of the mage’s sobs. He wanted to hate the man who shared the final night with the woman he loved, the damned maleficar- -
Maybe it was his own cruelty that made him step into the tent and close the distance between them. Soft, his armor off and only a small blade on his back. It was late, the rest of the camp asleep except for the man on watch. Shaw should have been, too, but- - well, it didn’t matter.
Shaw didn’t think- he rarely thought- when he took a knee before the damned maleficar. ( A half foot right before Soren. It was cramped in the tent, Shaw couldn’t stand fully, he- - )
“Soren.”
A rough whisper, low class Denerim accent stealing letters from it so it came out closer to Soarn. Hands clasped on the knee that wasn’t on the ground, he looked up and waited for his commander to respond. If pressed, Shaw couldn’t remember if he had ever used the other man’s first name before. Call it his cruelty, then, that he did it now.
I thank god every day that these two got their mothers looks 😂😂
And also a Happy Mothers Day to my ex-wife as well. We may have parted ways buts she's still an incredible mom to our monsters. I'm glad my daughters have such a strong, independent woman to look up to.
open to anyone , introducing soren king .
❝ i barley deserve it ... if you do stay . ❞
❛ i didn't think you'd come, but you did — and you brought your new boyfriend with you. ❜