8, 15, 17, & 25 for Erana/Blackwall?
8. What are their most prominent memories of each other?
The two first answers I thought of for this are things I still think I’m going to write and post as fic some day, so I’m not sure how to answer them? *laughs*
For a long time it’s dying. Blackwall remembers when she disappeared at Redcliff, Haven, falling to a Terror, drinking from the Well, Corypheus. There’s a lot of fear in him, for her always, not himself. Erana remembers how he looked standing on that gallows, behind the bars of a jail, in manacles before his Judgment. (Which I do have to write some day, it doesn’t quite match the game in my head.) Horror and anger more than fear, in her case, that he let it get so bad, that he kept trying not to say good-bye.
They get over that eventually, but then it turns around the other way, he’s lost to the Wardens and she refused to let him say what if I don’t come back? any time he returned to them after seeing her.
15. Does their view of themselves differ from their partner’s view?
Well. No one despises Thom more than Thom despises Thom, you know? He gets a bit better, after the Judgment, after Corypheus, after the Wardens, but he still recognizes all the darkness he carries inside him well before he sees any of the virtues he’s worked to build around it.
Erana... she’s pretty good at self-assessment? She doesn’t think her mercy is that remarkable, she just doesn’t want to waste someone, you know? Pretty much everyone else disagrees with that.
She also doesn’t think she’s attractive physically, partly because she kinda doesn’t get how attraction works, and partly because it’s not like there’s anything she can do about it? She didn’t do anything in order to shape her cheekbones or eye-shape or the way her lips curl when she smiles, and she only takes care of her hair enough to hide her ear, so that’s way less important than how well she shoots or how many languages she knows.
17. Their ways of expressing their love.
Erana is very touch oriented. Sits close enough she can feel his hips or thighs against hers, touches his shoulders every time she passes close enough, holds his hand whenever she can get away with it, that kind of thing.
Blackwall is prone to the occasional ridiculously poetic pronouncement, the way his heart overflows when she’s near, or the light of her eyes leads him to the future, or the warmth of her voice keeps him safe at night, like... he’s a big dork.
Also giving back-rubs, both of them. Sometimes even purely non-sexual ones!
Sometimes not.
25. Share any headcanons about their relationship.
After they resolve that Terrible Romanced-Warden Epilogue Slide, Erana does convince Thom that he’s given enough, and they find a relatively quiet farmhouse to live in, and be cloyingly domestic in between what the fuck are we doing about Solas? planning sessions.
They have farm-cats. And goats. And an herb garden that she can tend year after year, which never ever gets old, look, I can come back to it and the stuff I planted is still here.
Which is really the perfect metaphor for her life post-Inquisition, isn’t that a nice note to end on?
