Fanfic writer with a passion for exploring romantic relationships // Fandoms: Horizon Zero Dawn, Mass Effect, and Dragon Age // Fandom: Dragon Age, Horizon Zero Dawn, Mass Effect
Tagged by @thevikingwoman – thanks lethallin! I did this a while back – see here – but I have written more since then!
Rules: post the first line of your last 10 fics, then tag 10 people!
1. It’s been almost a year since the Exalted Council, and almost a year since Arya lost her left arm. Blackwall x Arya Lavellan // Hold Me Up, Tie Me Down (WIP – almost finished!)
2. “So,” Hawke said. She handed Fenris a glass of wine and plopped down beside him in front of the fireplace. “Sebastian has been leaning on you pretty hard lately, hasn’t he?” Fenris x Rynne Hawke // Losing My Religion
6. Hawke’s saunter was slow and casual as she led Fenris, Anders and Varric into the Blooming Rose. Once they reached the main room, she shifted her weight to one hip and folded her arms. Fenris x Rynne Hawke // Always Smiling
9. “Come on, Chuckles, you should loosen up once in a while. Get your head out of your paints and your parchment. Consider it a team building exercise.” Solas x Elia Lavellan // Stand Your Ground
Anyone see any patterns in my first lines? I’m not really sure – I think I tend to try and deliver the reader into the middle of a scene instead of setting it up (line #6 is an exception to this), but otherwise there aren’t too many patterns that I can discern. Anyone else see anything?
“Hmmm… Elvyr’el uralas’jul, min jul. elvyr’el min.”
Elia jolts as Solas’s hand slides around her ribs and up over her breast. It’s pitch-dark in the bedroom, clearly still the deepest part of the night.
“Mm?” she mumbles, mostly asleep.
He slowly shifts closer and molds his naked body against her back. His lips braise her shoulder blade, slow and firm. His thumb drifts across her nipple, and she inhales slowly as the tender peak rises to attention at his touch.
“Elvyr’el. Vhallal’el,” he mutters. “Lana esh’ala dera sulrahn tundra es’var sael ventar’en tor elgar’vhenan.”
Elia smiles sleepily, but doesn’t bother to open her eyes. Clearly he’s dreaming. She can barely decipher his words, and part of her wants to ask him what he’s dreaming about, but the main part of her mind is still buried in a languorous layer of sleep.
His teeth against her neck, now. A sweet and gentle bite, not at all painful, like he’s simply testing the texture of her skin.
Then his hips pump against her bottom, riding the steely rod of his late-night wood against the cleft of her bottom.
Elia is not much of a flirt. She expresses her interest (romantic or platonic) by listening carefully and asking thoughtful questions. For Solas specifically, if the Fade Kiss™ hadn’t happened, she would have eventually just told him she liked him with no guile whatsoever.
Arya Lavellan (romance: Blackwall)
Arya is my Smooth Operator™. She is an excellent flirt. She could charm the pants off of anyone. She uses all the tricks: subtle but sexy body language, coy facial expressions, subtle (or not-so-subtle) flattery, touching, you name it. In Blackwall’s case, ARYA USED FLIRTING AND IT WAS SUPER EFFECTIVE. He was dead in the water from her very first smile.
Athera Lavellan (romance: Abelas)
Athera is a sweet-natured goof. She cracks jokes like a fiend, but she gets flustered around people she has a crush on, especially when said person is a cranky ancient Sentinel. She’s the definition of adorkable.
Rynne Hawke (romance: Fenris)
Hawke has no chill and no filter. Her approach to wooing Fenris is basically to proposition him so outrageously and so frequently that he’ll eventually give in. She’s joking half the time, though, of course! (Or is she?) She flirts with everyone this way. (But she means it with Fenris.) Wait, what?
Yes, she’s confused too. And so is Fenris.
Bonus: Nil (Horizon Zero Dawn)
Obviously Nil isn’t my OC, but I’ve written so much about him that I kind of see him as one? Anyway, Nil essentially flirts by just flat-out telling Aloy that he likes her and why he likes her, often in his own special way that I like to call “bloody poetry” lol. He doesn’t play games because he doesn’t know how or see the purpose of them. Once they’re in an established relationship he flirts with Aloy/gets her attention when she’s busy by playfully teasing her.
“The balance you need for a lucid dream is like standing on the precipice of climax,” Solas says. “The pleasure rises inside of you, but you must hold it back if you wish to truly enjoy it. It is a heightened state of torturous ecstasy.”
“So you want me to learn lucid dreaming by withholding orgasms?” she asks in a strained voice.
“Exactly,” he replies in satisfaction. “When you feel you are about to come, you will tell me to stop. Then we will repeat. You will not come until I decide you are ready.”
“And when will that be?” Elia retorts. Her voice is sharp, she knows, but her arousal is such that she’s feeling irate already.
“When you have learned this lesson, vhenan,” he whispers.
The Sharper Edge of Love: Romance, Sex, and Fanfic 