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Dragon Age Kiss Battle: 2013 Edition
Welcome to the 2013 Dragon Age Kiss Battle!
Any kind of kiss is welcome -- het, slash, femslash; shippy, familial, gen; cheek kisses, mouth kisses, kissing of... other things; serious, fluffy, silly, or all three at once; fanfic, fanart, whatever you come up with; anything goes!
Update: The post is now open! The post will open to prompts and comments at approximately 9AM Pacific Time, Thursday February 7th (Click here for the time in your timezone). I don't anticipate closing it, so come by any time!
THE RULES:
- To leave a request: Post a comment with a pairing (or moresome) and, if desired, a prompt. Put the pairing/characters in the subject line and the prompt in the body of the comment.
- To respond: Reply to the prompting comment. Include characters, rating, and title in the subject line.
- Multiple responses are both allowed and encouraged!
- There is no limit to the number of prompts you can post.
- Artwork can be posted inline, but try not to make it too large. Please link to images that are very large or NSFW.
- Please, be kind to others regarding pairing choices, prompts, or anything else. This game is for everyone! :)
- Anon commenting is on, as is OpenID, if you neither have nor want a Dreamwidth account.
- Send your friends! :D
If you have questions, please ask them here. Thanks, and happy kissing!!
Untrue Tales, Varric/FHawke, T
No, Hawke was the lucky recipient of a special arrangement. Varric had even gone so far on Hawke's behalf as to sit down with Bianca and have a real heart-to-barrel about things like love and jealousy, and how sometimes when a handsome dwarf really loves a crossbow he might also really love a human lady, too. But in different ways. And with vastly different methods of expressing that love. And maybe it didn't have to be a competition all the time. Did it?
Bianca had come around eventually, but with a few qualifying conditions. First of all, no matter how often Hawke dropped by for the evening, she wouldn't be moving in. Nor would Varric be moving out. Nor would there be any talk of anyone getting married to anyone else. That was wholly out of the question. And lastly, nothing about the budding and behind-closed-doors arrangement between Varric and Hawke would ever appear in print or in stories. Instead, the literary Champion of Kirkwall, who adventured her way through Varric's collected works, would find a lover in Fenris or Merrill, Anders or Sebastian, and always in Isabela. Those stories would last, while the other one—playing out between the red sheets of that wide, dwarven bed in the Hanged Man—would fade, ephemeral as a rumor.
What Bianca didn't anticipate was how much pleasure Varric, her love, and Hawke, her nemesis, would take in the spinning of untrue tales.
This evening, like any other, Hawke showed up unannounced, settled beside Varric, and asked, “No writer's block today, I hope?”
“Just the one scene,” Varric said, as per usual. “Can't make head or tails of it.”
“Oh,” Hawke said, her brow creasing as if she were truly concerned for the state of his writing. “Perhaps you need some inspiration.”
“I think that must be it.”
“Then tell me,” Hawke said, “whom am I seducing this evening?”
“Let's see if you can guess.” He shuffled his papers aside. Sparing only the ghost of a glance for his crossbow, he turned his gaze and his body to Hawke, who joined him.
His kiss, when it began, was timid, filled with a nervous energy that soon gave way to eagerness and then to passion. And if she thought he was role-playing Merrill when instead he intended Fenris, well, then... those were just the details they'd need a full night's labors to pin down.
Re: Untrue Tales, Varric/FHawke, T
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