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[fiishes]

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[mysdrymmumbles]

“ Do you think you can teach me that? ” for whoever!

I am so sorry that it took me so long to fill this. I never forgot about it; just...the writing gods were rather insistent I work on other things, lol.

But! Here it is finally :D

Pairing: Sera x Lorelai Trevelyan

Word Count: 464

Hit or Miss

The arrow thudded into the target, and Lorelai couldn’t helpbut beam. It was the fourth bullseye that Sera had hit in a row. Someone hadsuggested an archery competition earlier that morning, and when Lori had askedif Sera wanted to join, she’d simply smirked and then begun to show off.

Lorelai had seen people shoot bows before, yet whenever Seradid it, there such grace in her motions, such mastery. She felt like she couldwatch her do damned near anything for hours.

“Lookit you, all starry eyed.” Sera teased as she ploppeddown beside Lori, a grin in place.

“You’re very good.” As Lorelai brushed some of her hair backbehind an ear, Sera puffed up a bit, smiling from the compliment.

“Gotta be good at something.” Even though she seemed readyto dismiss it, there was pride in her tone. Then, even as Lori felt herselfcomfortable with the silence between them, Sera rose from her seat, swingingher arms as she sighed. “Oh nug shite. I can see our dear ambassador is lookingfor you. Can’t let you do nothing for a minute, can they?”

Lorelai looked up to see Josephine was indeed lookingaround, likely for her.

They really couldn’t let her be most days, or so it seemed.

However, they did tend to leave her to her own devices ifshe was already deemed something that could be considered important enough…

“Do you think you could teach me that?”

“What?” Sera looked down at her, bewildered.

As Lorelai rose to her feet, she motioned to Sera’s bow andthen the targets. “To shoot a bow. I…magic can get interrupted, you know. Andthen…I’d be defenseless. Unless—”

“’Less you learn something proper like,” Sera finished, aslow, mischievous grin taking hold. “Twangs and enemies like pincushions wouldn’tbe expected from a mage, neither. It’d help with all sorts of stuff.”

“Certainly,” Lorelai nodded, taking Sera’s hand and duckingbehind a few boxes as Josephine looked their way.

“Well, no girl of mine, herald or not, is going to be caughtunawares.” She hopped up, ignoring when Josephine called her name, knowing thatwherever Sera was, Lorelai was bound to be near. “Come on, then. Let’s get youa bow and see where you’re at with it.” As they darted toward the armory, bothtoo giddy to noticed that the people around them had noticed Josephine’s pleasfor their attention, Sera laughed. “It’d be great if you catch on quick. Fineif you don’t, of course.”

Lorelai laced her fingers with Sera as they fled her responsibilities.

Whether or not she ended up decent with a bow hardlymattered to her. So long as Sera was her teacher, she’d be happy, even if shenever hit a target.

[thereluctantinquisitor]

what is everyone's favorite food? and if that one has been taken, what is an object that reminds them of a good day/happy memory?

What is their favourite food?

Varlen: Cheese. Oh Creators, cheese…Anacrea: Sweet things. Berries, fruits, cakes. I rarely had a chance to indulge in the Circle, so I am making up for lost time.Nyvera: Rum. Oh fine… beef in red wine. Mostly because of the red wine.Maraas: Hmm… anything warm and hearty. Stew’s a pretty safe bet. I’m a big guy - got a lot of stomach to fill! Jaime: Our cook used to make the most amazing roast duck… and it was the first proper meal I ever had with the Trevelyans. It’s simple, but special to me.Hanin: … Pears.Delton: Fish. Any fish, but salmon’s pretty damn good. Never ate much of that - it’d go bad too fast. Too easy to get sick. Guess it’s sort of a delicacy in my mind now.Darren: My ma’s carrot cake. She only ever made it for birthdays, so it’s like a treat!

[vorchagirl]

" you don't have to be alone. "

Reyes’ eyes glowed like embers in the dying light of the fire, and the flickering shadows cast from the flames danced across his features; throwing his face half in shadow. He was as handsome as I remember him, Sirius thought, maybe even more so. 

So handsome that it hurt to look at him.

Up until now she had tried not to, just quick sneaky glances when she hoped he wouldn’t notice. But tonight, with the inky-black night wrapped tight around them and Reyes watching her so intently from across the fire, she couldn’t seem to look away. It was as though a spell had been cast over both of them, and the pretense they had been keeping up of working professionally was melting away under the starry sky and the endless stretch of barren wastes.

They were alone together, and Sirius was helplessly, hopelessly, aware of it.

It was fitting, she thought as she watched the darkness and light chase each other across the curve of his cheek and the fullness of his lips, for him to always be half in the shadows. She doubted Reyes knew how to operate without keeping his true motives concealed from the people around him.

The pain of his betrayal still stung like salt in a raw wound, and her stomach twisted with remembered humiliation; she’d laid herself bare to him, had fallen in love with him, had been honest and open with him, but Reyes had only ever given her half of himself. He was like a tarnished coin found half buried in sand; all she’d seen was the shiny side lying sun up. She’d been blind to his faults. Blind to his imperfections. Blind to everything but that which he had wanted her to see.

Reyes had successfully kept his darker side hidden from her until the damage was done and he had wormed his way into her heart.

Bitterly, Sirius made herself look away from his face and into the flames. He probably laughed at me the whole time we were together, she thought sourly, clinging to her anger when he turned his head at an especially attractive angle and caught her attention again; plainly continuing to watch her with the same intense look. All she had ever been to him was a pawn in his little power play for Kadara; a Pathfinder who was easily manipulative and susceptible to his charms.

You would have supported him anyway, a tiny voice reminded her. Even if you hadn’t fallen in love with him, you would have supported him against Sloane.

She sighed and poked at the fire with a stick. It was true, and more so was the pity. Reyes could have been honest with her and she still would have been by his side supporting him. He hadn’t need to seduce her; to use her.

Sirius’ eyes prickled with tears and she tossed the stick aside. It was too late now. Reyes could say what he liked. He could howl black and blue that it hadn’t been all lies, that he did care for her, but his actions, his lies, said otherwise. She would help him out with the Outcast rebels on Kadara who were threatening her Outpost, and then that was it.

He would never see her again.

“Thank you,” Reyes spoke softly, breaking the silence so abruptly that for a moment Sirius wasn’t even sure if he’d really spoken or if she’d imagined it. “I know you didn’t want to see me again after what happened,” he continued after a moment, “so thank you.”

She nodded stiffly, not trusting herself to speak as her throat burned with words of hurt that she yearned to hurl at him. I trusted you. I loved you. How could you? I hate you!

“I know you don’t believe me after I lied to you so often, but I meant what I said the day you left; I only lied because I was scared of losing you-”

A sharp bark of angry laughter escaped before Sirius could hold it back. “Well, that worked out great for you, didn’t it?” she snapped, curling her legs up to her chest protectively and wrapping her arms around them.

Reyes smiled sadly and looked down into the dying embers. “My biggest regret is hiding the truth from you, but at the time I thought it best.” He met her eyes again, the molten colours shifting with the flames. “I know you hate me, but I still feel the same about you as I always did. I miss you, and I don’t want to just give up on us. I tried and … I can’t. When this is over I’m going to find a way to show you how much you mean to me.”

His voice rung with the passion of his statement, and Sirius swallowed, her heart lurching at the familiar way he was watching her and at the small catch in his breath when she didn’t reply. Their eyes met across the fire and the moment seemed to stretch, longer and longer as they watched one another, until just for an instant the impossible didn’t seem so impossible. Until it seemed as though she could reach out and touch Reyes and everything would be like it was.

You don’t have to be alone anymore, the same little voice spoke up again. He’s hurting just as much as you are … .

But an animal roared in the distance and Sirius snapped back to reality. Furious at herself, she beat the futile emotion down, cramming the hope and the desperate lonely longing back inside where it belonged.

“And if it’s too late?” she asked, her nails digging into her palms, the pain helping to ground her as she waited for his reply; her heartbeat pounding in her ears.

Reyes gave her a determined smile that made her poor heart hammer, and pushed himself to his feet. “I’m a romantic, Bluebird. I came 600 years and all the way to a new galaxy chasing my dreams.” He gave her a long look, something other than firelight burning in his eyes. “Besides, it’s never too late for love.”

He melted into the shadows before she could reply, and Sirius was left gaping in the flickering light staring after him. Her heart fluttered, her mouth ran dry, and her thoughts tumbled uselessly over each other as she flopped backwards into the sand and stared up into the blue-black Andromeda sky. A single thought managed to worm through her tangled brain to land with ringing clarity in her thoughts.

Reyes Vidal loved her.

[gabrielreyesofsunshine]

digi ur my fave

[fereldanwench]

20,26,27

20. What is the purest ship in the fandom? I don’t think any ship is 100% pure, and depending on a lot of variables, I think they can all have the potential to be problematic; sometimes that’s what makes them interesting. But off the top of my head, I think Garrus x Shepard is super sweet and good, wholesome lovin’. 

26. Most shippable character? Cullen goes with anyone. ANYONE. Mage or not, any gender, any protag of any race or background. Cullen can be shipped with EVERYONE. 😘😘😘

27. Least shippable character? S0las. Trainwreck ships aren’t really my jam, and that’s pretty much all he’s good for. 

[focsle]

What is your Dishonored OC's favorite memory?

Getting the sign for his corsetry storefront. He was very pleased seeing the BIG GILDED FAKE NAME he chose for himself made real. He was also very vain and had an ‘est.’ marker put on it...maybe because he thought things would last a lot longer than they did.~A. Lydstern Corsetry est. 1824~ oo aa.

[bunabi]

happy birthday!

thanks!! (͡ ͡° ͜ つ ͡͡~)