My goal is to make @xarandomdreamx laugh while she betas my writing 😂
Curse of the Leprechauns?
Or on FFN
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Killian gets into a drinking game with the king of the leprechauns on St Patrick’s day . He emerges with his left hand…and a catch. The hand is cursed sort of. After Emma catches him a second time, she decides it might be time to give him a hand. Or rather she can give him a hand until the curse ends.
Thank you so much for the tag, @woundedsoul12 and another huge thank you to @thedissonantverses for hosting the Writing Challenges!
With Harding week coming up, and the prompt inspired by a Harding playlist, I tried my hand at writing everyone's favorite freckled cutiepie.
Word count: 600 and change.
“Inquisitor!”
Too loud, Lace, she thought to herself. For the past half hour she had been rocking from her heels to the balls of her feet and back as she waited for the busiest woman in all of Thedas to pass by on one of her many errands around Skyhold. She had practiced exactly what she wanted to say, and how she wanted to say it, and then she’d gone and blurted out the woman’s title so loudly they could probably hear it inside the Herald’s Rest.
“I mean, Your Worship,” she corrected, offering a sheepish smile as an apology with her freckled cheeks painted in a rosy flush.
“How can I help you, Scout Harding?” The woman asked, her attention successfully captured.
Despite how much taller the Inquisitor was, and how much more important she was, she never made Lace feel like a small, annoying child, even though the scout was certain she came off that way sometimes. Her enthusiasm had gotten the better of her from time to time, she admitted, but she was so happy to be a part of something good. It felt like she was actually making a difference there, and she was getting to see so much of the world. Her only regret was that her Ma couldn’t see it all, too.
“I’ll be brief,” she promised. “I just wondered if it might be okay for me to quote you in a letter home.”
“You want to quote me?” The Inquisitor looked amused, thankfully. “I don’t mind, but I am curious–what will I be quoted saying?”
“Well, in the Frostbacks, when you took down that huge dragon, you suggested a new title for me,” Harding explained. “I know it isn’t official, but I thought Ma would get a kick out of it. Dragonslayer Harding!”
“We could make it official.”
“Oh, goodness, no,” Lace waved her hand dismissively.
“Then by all means, you’re welcome to–” When the Inquisitor stopped mid-sentence, the dwarf feared she’d had second thoughts. “Actually, I have an idea. I’ll be right back.”
Before Lace could say anything, the woman turned and crossed the courtyard out of the Herald’s Rest to the stairs that led up to the main hall. It felt like an eternity passed, but in reality it was only a few minutes before she reappeared and hurried back down to the scout. In her hand was a folded piece of parchment that she held out to Lace.
“So she can have no doubts,” the Inquisitor explained, a smile curling her lips. Afterward she took her leave and resumed whatever errand she had been on before being interrupted.
It was almost torture to wait until the courtyard was empty before she opened the piece of paper. “I, Inquisitor Trevelyan, hereby verify that Scout Lace Harding was part of the party that took down the mighty dragon, Hakkon. While she is too humble to accept the title of ‘Dragonslayer,’ may it be forever known that her courage and skill contributed to our victory. She is a treasured ally that we are honored to have in our ranks.” Then she had signed and dated the note and pressed an official seal beside it.
Years later when people asked why she stayed with the Inquisition long after it officially disbanded, she thought back to that moment and how the world had blurred as her eyes filled with tears. The Inquisitor had a way of making people feel seen that had won her plenty of devoted followers. They came and went with the years, but Lace Harding was a constant, her loyalty and love as unshakable as the Frostbacks.
Hey Friends!! I am back!! This weekend I am going to do something a little different inspired by my friend @noxsoulmate and her wip weekends 💛
Going to list my current WIP for this weekend, send me the matching emoji and for each emoji I’ll write 50 words and share a little snippet. 💛
⭐ Shooting Stars - Tarlos’ first camping trip (what could go wrong?)
🍪 Secret Family Recipe - 3x04 companion piece (cookies!)
🐕 Animal Shelter - Tarlos AU meet cute
📖 Bedtime Stories - The story of Tarlos as told by TK to their daughter and overheard by Carlos
🧶 Blankets - 5+1 Andrea Reyes making/gifting blankets to Tarlos
📩 Secret Messages (Dear Diary) - Break-up era hurt/comfort
Tagging some friends who might want to send some asks, or do their own wip games 💛 @chaotictarlos @ronensass @bubblesandroses8 @porscheanakinns @rangergurlgleek1211 @detective-giggles @queen-saltyfries @buckybarnesalways @firstprince-history-huh
it's your birthday and your family won't be able to spend the day with you (they live in another country), so jadon and your daughter organize a little birthday party for you. sorry for my english, and thank you 💘
Thank you for requesting. Hope you like it!
Your English is all fine hunny 💙
Another birthday without being able to spend with you family and you just couldn't be bothered about the day itself. Hoping no one would notice or realise which day it is and it could just pass by as each other normal day.
At least that's what you hoped for but your boyfriend Jadon clearly had other plans, your little girl all involved in daddies plan to make mummy happy on her special day. Your very busy day at work finally came to an end and when you reached the house and parked the car, you were happy to finally be home again.
Both Jadon and your little girl got you by surprise as you entered the house. The little girl holding balloons while Jadon stood by her side, flowers in one hand and a bag full of small present in the other.
"Happy birthday mummy." Your little girl smiled and you looked at them surprised, your heels kicked off as you walked towards them. "What did you two do?" You asked, Jadon looking at you with a smile. "It's a little party." Your little girl explained and you nodded while you picked her up in your arms. "I can see that." You said while jadon led you to the kitchen, the table all set for you three.
"And there is cake." He said and you smiled looking around realising the effort both your boyfriend and daughter put into this. "We thought you could use some small party because of your family not being able to make it." He explained and you sat your little girl down on the table, the balloons touching the ceiling as she let them go.
"This is perfect." You smiled, your arms wrapped around Jadons neck as he placed the present down on the table. "Happy birthday sweetheart." He whispered against your lips, a kiss shared and you hummed in content. "Thank you. You both." You smiled, the little girl clapping her hand all happy.
