WIP meme intrigued me! Can I hear about either Unmasked or The Sketchbook Secret?
Ahh, thank you for the ask!
I already answered about Unmasked, which can be found here.
The Sketchbook Secret is a F!Trevelyan/Solas one-shot fic for a DA kink meme prompt. Despite it being from the kink meme, Iām planning to have it mostly just be fluff, probably a teen rating at most. :3
Hereās the start:
Itwas the day after they had closed the rift in the lake near Crestwood, thebleeding glow of green on the water but a fading memory, when they happenedupon the book.
Well,rather, she ā Evelyn Trevelyan ā did.
Sheādjust finished dressing in her tent and was repacking her things into her bagwhen her fingers tripped over the unexpected volume. She often carried a bookor two to keep her occupied during rare free moments, but this one wasunexpected. Larger than her usual fare, and a bit thick, with a cover of simpleleather bare of any embossments or other decoration that she could feel at askim.
Curious,she took hold of it and had nearly pulled it out, when:
āInquisitor,are you ready yet?ā Cassandra called from outside. āWe should leave as soon aspossible. The mayor must be expecting us.ā
āNearlydone!ā Evelyn said, pushing the book back in. Itād have to wait.
A Yarne/Lucina fanfic for @tallmansions but especially for @vethica! Enjoy sakura season! You made it through the winter!
The battle rages on every side and Yarne's senses are overwhelmed.
He knows they're for his protection: heightened smell, heightened hearing, heightened touch. An instinct constantly screaming for him to run as fast as his muscled legs will take him, to preserve his heritage like Mother did before him.
The Risen paladin thunders toward him, eyes glowing red on both horse and rider.
Run. Run!
Yarne feels the hair rise on his entire body, but he shoves the impulse down.
Mother fought, to give him life. Father fought to keep the future from happening, even if he didn't win and broke his promise to return.
Lucina fights: for her own parents, and for him and his, and for all her friends. For everything.
Yarne won't let her do it alone.
He transforms with a yell, instantly as large as the mounted enemy, and lunges for him. The pounce knocks the Risen off his horse. His sword flails, slashing once, twice--but Yarne won't stop, can't stop, until the corpse finally lies still. Yarne rolls off and transforms again, lying on his back, gasping for breath.
He should probably get up. There's more fighting to do. But the cuts across his chest and stomach feel like lines of fire.
"That stings," he groans.
"Yarne!"
Someone lifts him up and slings an arm around his shoulder. Yarne cries out in pain but soon they're walking, and the familiar scent from the sweaty black hair so close to his over-sensitive nose is comforting.
"Father, wait," he insists. "The battle isn't over."
"It is for you," said Lon'qu. His grip doesn't ease until they've made it to the back lines, where Brady runs for him. Lon'qu lets him go.
"In this time, I keep my promises. Heal up, Yarne."
The adrenaline evaporates. Yarne's head spins so badly he can't even say thank you.
"Lucina?" he asks weakly as Brady leads him under the tarp of the healer's tent.
"Fine, last I heard. Now shut up and let me work."
***
Brady's quick and efficient, but oddly gentle. Yarne had never really noticed. He'd never really been in the thick of things; never really put himself at risk. Never really needed a healing like this.
When his wounds are clean, bandages wrapped, and the glow fades from Brady's staff, Yarne dozes on the stiff cot he was given. He wakes up to a small, calloused hand taking his.
"Lucina!"
He tries to sit but she keeps him down with her other hand. Despite their height difference, she's always been much stronger.
"Rest," she insists. "I'll sit with you."
She lets go of his hand only long enough to pull up a camp stool, and then cradles his palm between both of hers. Her clothes are still stained from the battle, but Yarne holds on tight.
"I'm sorry."
They blurt it at the same time, and then look away, though they squeeze each other's hands.
"I saw you get hurt." Lucina speaks first. "I promised you that I would watch your back."
"I think you might've promised that to everyone. It's okay, Lucina. My father had me, this time."
Yarne gives her a big smile. Hers is smaller, but she does return it.
"I'm just sorry I worried you," he says. "All my flight instincts were going berserk. If I hadn't hesitated..."
"No," Lucina soothes, smoothing a thumb over his knuckles. "I saw you fight. It's all right if you're afraid: we are all afraid. But you fought all the same. I think it is the bravest I have ever seen you."
Yarne would shove the compliment aside, but Lucina's nothing if not sincere. Her pride and admiration are undeniable in her voice. He feels himself blush.
"I'm stronger now, thanks to you," he says. "I used to just worry about my own hide...maybe because of pride more than anything else. Dying is one thing, but going down in history as the last taguel? The one who failed an entire race?" He tries to laugh but it comes out too dry. "It was so important to me, to not be that person. But now there are more important things."
Lucina's head has cocked.
"You're more important," he elaborates, even though he feels himself turn redder, and the sensation stings his cheeks. This is probably something he should be saying on his feet, proud and strong, and instead he's lying injured on a cot.
"I wanted to run, Lucina. But for the first time, even more than that, I wanted to stay, too. I want to protect our parents. I want to protect what we have."
"I do not need protecting," Lucina says, but Yarne knows it's only habit. She hates letting other people sacrifice for her.
"But you said you'd be my girl."
And sometimes love means making sacrifices. Lucina laughs a little as he brings her hand to his lips to kiss.
She leans forward from where she's sitting and kisses his mouth. His breath catches, which hurts beneath his bandages, but he doesn't pull away. It's worth it.
"I don't know much about taguel families," he murmurs, feeling her breath warm his face. "But I know about you and me. It's not about bravery or strength, anymore. It's just instinct. You make me this way."
"You make me stronger, too." Lucina pauses, and then adds, looking a little surprised with herself, "And happy. You make me remember happiness."
Yarne ignores the strain or how Brady will chide if he sees him. He pushes himself onto an elbow and pulls Lucina into another soft kiss.
Most of the world scares him. The future scares him. But he knows that at the least, he and Lucina won't be alone. Their parents will make it through, this time, and so will they. They'll make it so.
Hellooooo I havenāt done theĀ āWhere On the Internet You Can Find Meā post yet, because I didnāt get around to making a Pillowfort fast enough. Now Iām on the waitlist, so hereās these options before I get an account there!
Here are my fanfic options, for your Dragon Age, Harvest Moon/Story of Seasons, and miscellaneous fandoms (Naruto and Prince of Egypt most recently, I suppose):
FanFiction, name is NenalataĀ (older fics not on FF, maybe donāt read like 2009 or whatever, updated less)
Archive of Our Own, name is also NenalataĀ (new fics not always on FF, updated more)
Fallen London
Surprise, itās also NenalataĀ but I misunderstood the point of Fallen LondonĀ ānamesā so sheās Lady Nenalata to you plebs, and Nenny Lates to those who knew her when she was a street urchin. pls roleplay w me
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Iāll make another post when my Pillowfort comes through. Iām not deleting, just fading off the site a bit more until then.
ooh ooohhhh itās Pide Piso.Ā Bajofondo. It is the sound of arriving at the function three hours late and reveling in all the attention you are getting for it.
24. Wooow this one was hard! The only thing coming to mind right now is Glitter and Be Gay from Candide, if only for the lyrics āIāll show my noble stuff / by being gay and recklessā and if that aināt a Mood I donāt know what is
Spoilery Ran question that I hope hasn't been asked before (I went through a lot of asks and I don't think so???)! I finally bought the game and it really moved me, but left me feeling complicated emotions (I loved it, don't worry). The very first question that came to mind was...would Ran ever forgive himself for attacking MC? It felt to me at the end that it would be something they'd have to work through somehow as time went on. Would love to hear your thoughts if this hasn't been addressed!
Itās definitely something they both need to work through, plus more besides. This will be a significant feature of the epilogue, in fact.
optimisticsheephologram said:
I just got done playing Ran's route and OOF that scene. You know the one. I pieced it together as it was happening so every line after that was read with increasing dread ;_; (it didn't help that I went on to read spoilery asks on here and read about the bad end and what Ran would have done had he then not given MC time to explain) I bought Bahadur too and will play it asap! Already looking forward to the next route, thanks for writing such great stories <3
Awww, well, Iām glad it got a reaction! Thatās the best I can hope for. ^_^
Thank you for your support. I hope you enjoyed Bahadur and will enjoy the others!
