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A king before his knight learns to stop fighting and accept what he needs.
"Now I don't know how to take off the damn crown." Donatien opened his mouth to point out that Alain was not currently wearing a crown but Alain cut him off before Donatien could even begin snarking. "You know what I mean!"
Donatien took hold of Alain's wrists, grip tight. "Then let me take the crown off for you."
“I haven’t…” she starts, watches his blue eyes narrowed in concern and it’s distracting, everything’s distracting. “I haven’t had a body in a hundred years,” Zelda manages, and shrugs one shoulder, as if to say what can you do? “I was Hylia, mostly, and a little bit me, but I wasn’t a person. I was the sun and the wind and the water and the dirt and I was in a prison and I was the prison. I feel like I’m blindfolded, now, without that sense of the world, but also everything is so bright and loud and close and I hardly know how I’m managing to speak to you when my skin is feeling wind for the first time in a century. It’s…” she trails off, her words failing her, which is infuriating because she’s a scholar, she’s good at words. “It’s a lot,” she finishes awkwardly, for lack of anything better to say.
Or: Learning to be a person again, after the end.
- Part 1 of Something So Magic About You
28 Mar 2021
“Oh, and that time I ran away? From the family that had me before the Jiangs took me in? I got hypothermia.” Wei Ying says all of this with the same easy demeanor that he uses when he tells playground stories about Jiang Cheng and Jiang Yanli, like he’s not discussing trauma. “When you get hypothermia once you’re more susceptible to it in the future, which is a fun side effect.” He shrugs and kisses Lan Zhan’s neck with lips that are still cold but not horribly so. “I just get cold easy now. I’m used to it.”
“Mn,” Lan Zhan says, and means, “We’ll fucking see about that.”
Or: Wei Ying is not allowed to be cold, therefore Lan Zhan must learn to knit.
花束 | bouquet by ScarlettStorm for Opalsong
20 Feb 2021
Wei Wuxian is ready, waiting. The front and back doors of the Jingshi wait open, allowing the early summer breeze to pass through the house, bringing with it the scent of the flowers from the back garden. He has rope, crimson and smooth and well-worn, coiled in a neat pile. He has tea, perfectly brewed, the lightly flavored (nearly tasteless) kind that Lan Zhan likes, waiting in a pot with a warming talisman. There’s a comb, fine-toothed of carved white jade. There’s fruit, for later, perfectly ripe. There’s a small knife with a curved blade, still sharp as anything but stained with years of sap. There’s the garden, lovingly tended and fully in bloom in waves of pinks and purples and whites. There’s him, lounging against the frame of the back door, limbs sprawled about in the languid way that looks careless to an outsider but is actually carefully choreographed to put as much of himself on display as possible. He’s technically fully dressed, red inner robe and black outer, but the black outer robe is unbelted, half-hanging off one shoulder, and he’s decidedly not wearing trousers. His bare feet poke out the red folds, pale against the wood of the Jingshi deck.
Or: Rope bondage as the deepest expression of affection.
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When Isabela and Sebastian get together, Varric needs to know what is going on. Damn his curiosity.
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A fill to a kink meme prompt (http://dragonage-kink.livejournal.com/11099.html?thread=43862363#t43862363). Sorry for the dumb title.
Bookmarked by fraught
28 Apr 2016
i've lain awake for 3 years aching for some seb/varric and this delivers! isabela & sebastian's relationship is honestly darling. and super sexy.