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@gekidasa said on X that they needed to see Jiang Cheng and Nie Huaisang sharing an umbrella and kissing in the rain and I liked the idea too much 💜💚
HIDDEN AGENDA (2023)
NATACHAI BOONPRASERT (as Zo)
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ARCHEN AYDIN (as Joke)
Fanfiction tags
Part 2 of the recap post about all my fanfiction tags card serie
Some of these are now possible to buy as cards, poster and stickers on redbubble!
The serie is still ongoing, follow for more tags and tropes!
part 1 part 3
It’s been a day of endless meetings and crappy weather but right now Tony just made a joke and Steve is laughing and it it kinda feels like the best day ever.
Third fill for @therollingstonys Stony trope Bingo
Fill: Umbrella Sharing
So I just found out that many people knew and liked my first drawing, why tho idk, so I've decided to recently redraw it like my other one...
The original was drawn with this base: https://www.deviantart.com/moisturizeme/art/ORIGINAL-BASE-001-374232843
This may be one of the last posts for a while, not just for 2021, but... idk...May explain later
Thank you for all the support <3
Domaystic day 16!
Prompt: Looking out the window
Fandom: Dragon Age
Pairing: Solas/Ellana, Solas/Lavellan, Solavallen
Rating: G
Modern day AU, pre relationship
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The view out the window wasn't… great. Ellana sighed and tapped her foot against the wall. It was still raining. The bus stop was three blocks away from the library. Not a bad distance normally, but she would be swimming by the time she got there today. She hadn't realized it was going to be this bad.
"Scattered showers, they said," she muttered, still tapping her foot, "sixty percent chance of scattered showers."
Ellana didn't have an umbrella, though that, she could admit, was her fault. She'd worn flip flops, shorts, and a Tshirt, and those were no match for the pouring rain and sudden temperature drop. Absentmindedly rubbing her bare arms, she swapped legs and started kicking the wall with her other foot.
"Excuse me, miss?"
She turned her head to see one of the librarians addressing her. Sera called him Egghead, and Izzy called him a spoilsport. He'd always been nice enough to her, though, and she smiled. "Yes?"
"Are you waiting for a ride?"
Ellana huffed and glared out the window. "No. I'm waiting for the effing rain to stop so I can make it to the bus without drowning."
"Ah."
"Yup." They stood in silence for a few minutes. She returned to tapping the wall, assuming that he was done with her, but then glanced back to see him still standing there. "Why? Do I need to go?"
"No, no," he quickly assured her, stepping forward in his earnestness, "you are welcome to stay here as long as the library is open and you aren't being disruptive."
"Thanks," she mumbled, knowing that normally she was counted as 'disruptive' just because of her friends. She couldn't help the small smirk, remembering how Isabela had gotten chased out last time.
He was still there, alternating between staring at her and looking at his feet. Ellana realized that he was wearing a coat and carrying an umbrella. His shift must be over.
"Can I help you?" She asked eventually. All she wanted was for the rain to stop so she could go home. Standing around with a stranger watching her was just not what she wanted to be doing on a Saturday afternoon.
"I was- I thought perhaps-" he sighed and looked up at the ceiling briefly before locking eyes with her. "I was wondering if you would like a ride home."
Ellana froze and looked him over while she thought. He was older than her, she didn't know by how much, but he wasn't creepy old. He'd always suffered through her and her friends' shenanigans with grace, and had been unfailingly polite through it all. Lately he'd been recommending her books and had also waived her most recent late fee.
A peal of thunder heralded another downburst, and she sighed and shrugged. "I mean, even just a ride to the bus stop would be great. You don't have to take me all the way home…"
"It is no trouble," he said, sounding strangely relieved, "My car is in the parking garage. We can go through the staff exit. It will be quicker."
She grinned at him. "That's not against the rules?"
"It is not as long as you are accompanied by a member of the staff," he admonished with a stern look. Shaking his head at her giggles, he gestured towards the back of the library.
They walked side by side through the bustling library. The rain meant that a lot of people who would normally be out and about were instead here. A couple kids ran straight at them, and, in her attempt to not get run over, Ellana tripped on the librarian's umbrella and fell into his side. He dropped the umbrella to grab her, and chastised the children with an arm wrapped around her shoulders.
"My apologies," he said, releasing her with what might have been a blush. He'd turned his face away and started walking again too quickly for her to be sure, but she was almost positive he'd blushed.
Bemused, she caught up with him and tried to get a peek at his face. To her disappointment, if he had been blushing, he wasn't now. "It's no problem. Thanks for catching me."
He nodded and held the staff door open for her. Ushering her through the area fast enough that she just KNEW he wasn't actually supposed to bring her here, they made it to the exit. It was, of course, still pouring.
Ellana sighed as the librarian opened his umbrella and stepped out first. She followed, grateful that his umbrella was big enough to cover them both if they walked close enough. More than willing to walk close if it meant not getting rained on, she pressed herself up against his side. Her flip flops made obnoxiously loud slapping sounds as they hurried across the street, and she would have seriously considered just going barefoot if there wasn't so much trash and broken glass everywhere.
The inside of the parking garage was unpleasantly chilly and damp, but at least here they didn't need the umbrella. He dropped it to the side still open, letting it drip as they approached what she assumed was his car. Ellana didn't know much about cars, but this one seemed decent. Dark blue, four door, shiny with new tires. Way better than Izzy's car, for sure.
She was confused when he started walking to the passenger side of the car, but then realized he intended on opening the door for her. "Oh! You don't have to do that! I can open the door by myself."
He froze, in what she realized was mortification, before brusquely nodding and going to the driver's side. Ellana hated that it made her feel bad. No one really did that anymore, did they? She didn't know anyone who did.
Inside the car, she shivered as she sat on the leather seats and slid her flip flops off as soon as her seatbelt was buckled. "Sorry, I didn't mean to be rude-"
"You did nothing to offend," he cut in, flipping a switch and turning on the seat warmers.
She immediately flattened herself into the seat and sighed happily. "Seat warmers are the best."
He hummed acknowledgement and turned the air on to chase away the window fog. Once everything was on and settled, he turned his head to her. "Where am I taking you?"
"Oh! Downtown, please."
He paused, eyebrow raised, before asking, "Where downtown?"
It hit Ellana then, that this nice guy in his nice car would have to drive her to the dump she called home. She licked her lips and looked down at her lap. "Twenty-fourth street, by the hotels."
"Ah."
The next ten or so minutes were spent in silence. He didn't turn the radio on, and she didn't want to bother him by asking. Ellana had never been one to handle awkwardness quietly, so while they were waiting at another stoplight she decided to try talking. "So… I've obviously seen you around before, but I, uh, don't know your name."
He chuckled. "We have name tags."
"Yeah, well, that's not the sort of thing I normally look at."
"What do you normally look at?"
Ellana blushed. She looked at boys and stuff, of course. She'd checked him out a few times as well. The bald thing was kinda weird, but he had beautiful eyes, an arresting face, and very nice, broad shoulders. He was honestly better looking than a lot of the guys her age she saw around. There was no way she was telling him that, though. "I mean, I'm at the library. I look at books. You've recommended me books before!"
"I have, yes, and yet you didn't notice my name tag?"
She sighed. "Yeah, I know. I'm the worst. You gonna tell me your name or not?"
"Solas."
"Nice to officially meet you, Solas," she said, sticking out a hand, "My name is Ellana."
He glanced at the light, still red, before shaking her hand. "I knew your name."
"That's a creepy thing to say, sir-" The look of alarm on his face was absolutely hilarious, but also made her feel bad, so she quickly continued, "but I'm pretty sure all the librarians know my friends and I by name. So it's ok."
"I- yes."
"Anyway, it's nice to know yours now. Sorry I'm a jerk and didn't learn it earlier."
"You're not a jerk."
She laughed. "Get to know me better, you'll see."
The conversation stalled as he was finally able to make the turn, and had to concentrate on not running into other cars vying for every foot of free space and deal with jaywalking pedestrians. The traffic only got worse as they got closer to her apartment.
"You can pull off over here, if you want. This is close enough and the rain's not as bad."
"It's fine, Ellana, I can take you to the actual building."
"Alright."
Finally they were in the crowded parking lot, and she unbuckled her seat belt before turning to smile at Solas. "Thanks for the ride! I really appreciate it."
"It was no trouble."
She was reaching for the door when a hand brushed her elbow and he spoke.
"I apologize for my forwardness, but-"
She turned back around. "Yes?"
"I-" he sighed and shook his head. "Never mind. Have a pleasant evening."
"Hey, if you've got something to say, you can say it. Not gonna bother me."
He huffed a laugh and stared at her apartment building. Ellana was just about to prod him when he turned back and said, "I would like to. Get to know you better, I mean."
"Oh," was her eloquent answer. She swore she could see him deflate a little and immediately added, "I mean, that's cool. I'd like that, I think. Do you- Do you want to swap numbers?"
The look of shock on his face was replaced by a blush from one breath to the next, and he pulled his phone out rather than meet her eyes. Ellana was ok with that, though, since she was also feeling a little awkward.
By the time she'd gotten her contacts up and typed in his name, he was ready and holding his out to her. She put her number in, saved it, and then accepted her phone back. Sending him a text of a smiley face, she checked that everything was good to go. His phone buzzed and her name and emoji was displayed before he turned the screen off.
"Looks like we're good to go."
"Yes," Solas said faintly, still looking surprised. It made her want to give him a kiss on the cheek or something. See if his brain would be able to process that or not. But she decided to be a good girl and not tease him. For the moment, anyway.
"Any other requests, or are you ready to be rid of me now?"
His eyebrows furrowed and she could tell there was a lot of thinking going on. It only took him a moment before he gestured to the building. "Would you like to use my umbrella?"
"Solas," Ellana laughed, "it's like ten feet away. I can handle it. Keep your umbrella."
His answer was a shrug and an inscrutable look. The awkward was building, and she wasn't really sure what to do in situations like this, so she leaned forward, gave him a half hug, and got out of the car as quickly as possible. Jogging to the door, she turned back and waved at him. He waved back, and she went inside.
A couple hours later, Ellana lay sprawled out on her bed holding her phone. Her initial text was still marked unread, and she wasn't sure what to think. Was he shy? Was she too antsy? How did any of this work? She groaned and plugged it in before going to hassle her roommates. Izzy would know what to do.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/38724966/chapters/97663341