I commissioned the wonderfully talented @za-ra-h a while ago for a portrait of my Inquisitor Ellana and I honestly don’t think she’s ever looked this good, not even in my own head. 😍💕
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I commissioned the wonderfully talented @za-ra-h a while ago for a portrait of my Inquisitor Ellana and I honestly don’t think she’s ever looked this good, not even in my own head. 😍💕
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Cassandra liked her solitude, she didn't need anyone to make her feel complete.
Then everything went wrong.
Enter Ellana, a small silver-haired elven woman with a glowing mark on her hand that makes her the only person capable of defeating this unknown threat, and it would seem changing what Cassandra thinks she knows about herself.
The Romancing of Cassandra Pentaghast Chapter 17 // The final chapter
The only upside to working herself to exhaustion during the days was it made it easier to not miss the warmth of Ellana beside at night.
The first two nights she collapses onto her cot falling asleep almost immediately.
On the third night, she finds her sleep restless and wakes several times feeling like something is missing, but in her sleepy haze she can’t quite figure out what.
It's not until her last night at the encampment after waking yet again during the night and idly wishing that she had the sound of Ellana’s breathing to lull her back to sleep that Cassandra realises that is precisely the problem. In a few short weeks, Cassandra has managed to get used to having the warmth of another beside her and now with the absence of it even something as simple as sleep has become difficult for her.
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The Romancing of Cassandra Pentaghast
Chapter 16
But Ellana was in meetings all morning, and Cassandra for once had little to do on her own, so she tried to distract herself by reading one of her books in the chair that Ellana had ‘found’ her. But it was no use. What was the point of indulging in fantasy when she had Ellana who would be happy to give her what she needed if she just said the word?
And she wanted to say that word.
And three others.
They sat on the tip of her tongue waiting for the right moment.
But she was beginning to suspect there was no such thing.
With a sigh she settled on one of Varric’s books, Hard in Hightown. The familiar narrative a comfort she could distract herself quite easily with.
She was so engrossed she didn’t even notice how much time had passed. Or that she was being watched.
“You look like you’re enjoying yourself”
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kiss prompt, 6! pairing of your choice 💖
6 lazy morning kisses before they’ve even opened their eyes, still mumbling half-incoherently, not wanting to wake upI was a little conflicted with this because I started writing it and it ended up being the thing I was looking for in the current chapter I’m writing at a point I was stuck on so I used it there also (but this is shorter than thats going to be) She wakes with the sun the next morning feeling content and a little sore. There’s no escaping a lifetime of early mornings no matter how much she exerts herself apparently.Not that she minds. Not when she can watch Ellana sleeping peacefully beside her.There is a tenderness that warms her, spreading through her chest leaving her almost giddy with happiness. As much as she hesitated to say it the first time, those three words spilled easily from her lips for the rest of the night, and well into the early hours of the morning.She smiles now just thinking about it.Smiles even wider at the sight of the mouth shaped bruise on Ellana’s collarbone and the memory of how it got there. She always knew she was a quick study, this just helps prove it. Even now her skin still tingles, her fingers want nothing more than to bury themselves in Ellana’s flesh, her lips want nothing more than to taste her mouth, her skin, her sex. But Ellana, as terrible as her sleeping habits were needed to rest. Cassandra sighs shuffling closer to her, her hand settling on the curve of her waist and stroking lightly. Her skin is warm through the sheets and Cassandra has a renewed desire to feel it as close to her as possible, warm and slick with sweat like she had the night before. Looking at Ellana sleeping in front of her Cassandra feels like a small child in a sweet shop, free to look but not to touch.But then again, there are worse things to wake up to than a kiss from the woman you love Cassandra reasons to herself.She starts slow, kissing the scars and breaks in the Vallaslin that wraps its way around Ellana’s bicep. Ellana doesn’t begin to stir until she reaches her neck and even then it’s only to tilt her head even in sleep.She feels her wake as she kisses along Ellana’s jaw, laughs to herself when she sees Ellana try to keep her face as relaxed as possible but is betrayed by the grin pulling at the side of her mouth.“I know you’re awake,” Cassandra chuckles pulling away to watch Ellana’s face.“M’not” Ellana mumbles unconvincingly, and Cassandra can only laugh at her half-hearted protest.“Oh I see, my apologies for the mistake. I’ll let you keep sleeping then?”“Ugh, no,” Ellana groans, glaring at her as best as she can through half-open eyes.“What do you want then?” Cassandra asks, knowing by the tilt of her chin and pout on her lips that there is only one thing that Ellana wants, and gives it to her before she has the chance to ask.Her kiss is slow and languid with none of the heat or desperation from the night before, but it still stirs something within her and before long Cassandra finds herself resting in the cradle of Ellana’s thighs with her hands trailing down her spine.Cassandra sighs when she pulls away from her, pressing one last lingering kiss to her brow before resting her forehead against Ellana’s.“Good morning,” Ellana chuckles, her finger stroking one of the dimples in her lower back.“Good morning my love,” Cassandra smiles, her amazement at how easy the words come to her now making her giddy, after thinking they were impossible to say for so long.“It really is isn’t it,” Ellana grins smugly, and Cassandra can’t help but roll her eyes at her. “I love you too Cassandra,” She says, serious compared to a few moments before.“How are you feeling,” Cassandra asks her earnestly, knowing that the previous night was a whirlwind of emotion for both of them. “Like I have the love of the most beautiful woman in all of Thedas and I woke up to her kisses and her beautiful face,”“Flatterer” Cassandra sighs in mock exaggeration.“I try.”“You succeed,” Cassandra admits earnestly, because in truth she does succeed, and a small part of her preens at such compliments, a part of her that would have scoffed at such words before she met Ellana. “Good.”
Hmmmm.... how about ALL the emojis for the OC OTP ask prompt for an OC of your choice? :D
Thanks friend! All of them? Are you sure? This is gonna get long for Ell and Cass so I’m gonna pop it under a cut
Last(ish) line meme
Tagged by @bohemiantea-scorpiocoffee and @dalish-ish ❤
“Cassandra… ma vhenan, ar lath ma.” Ellana murmurs softly, her breath warm across her neck. There are those words again. Well, she thinks its them. The other ones are new and she’s not sure if she’s heard them before. Cassandra is curious as to what she’s been saying to her all these weeks. But Ellana changes the subject before she gets the chance to ask. Again.
Some asshole that no one asked: "Don't take this as criticism"
*goes into a depth about something no one asked for more information on*
"I hope you keep writing though lol"
Me: oh hey get fucked.
Y'all just making me not want to write at all though.