Dragon Age Kiss Battle! 2015 edition

[owlmoose]

Welcome to the 2015 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!

The post is now open! I don't anticipate closing it, so come by any time!

THE RULES:

1. To leave a request: Post a comment with character(s) and, if desired, a prompt. Put the pairing/character(s) in the subject line and the prompt in the body of the comment.


2. To respond: Reply to the prompting comment. Include characters, rating, and title in the subject line. .


3. Multiple responses are both allowed and encouraged!


4. There is no limit to the number of prompts or responses you can post.


5. Prompts from all Dragon Age canons and tie-ins are welcome, including DA:I. There is no rule against spoilers in prompts, but please do your best to be considerate. If a prompt response includes significant Inquisition spoilers, make sure to note it in the subject line. Readers should be aware that there may be spoilers in prompts as well as responses.


6. Crossovers and AUs are welcome!


7. Artwork can be posted inline, but try not to make it too large. Please link to images that are very large or NSFW.


8. Please, be kind to others regarding pairing choices, prompts, or anything else. This game is for everyone! :)


9. Anon commenting is on, as is OpenID, if you neither have nor want a Dreamwidth account.


10. Send your friends! :D

If you have questions, please ask them here. Thanks, and happy kissing!!

Comments

Bethany/Isabela

[owlmoose]

Wicked Grace

Zevran/Warden

[owlmoose]

Thunderstorms

Harding/Dagna

[owlmoose]

Surfacers

Alistair/Josephine

[owlmoose]

A pleasure, my lady

Varric/Isabela

[tarysande]

Truth or Dare

Fenris/Hawke

[tarysande]

Unexpected

Sebastian/Hawke

[tarysande]

Prayer

Cullen/Inquisitor

[tarysande]

Until Then

Aveline/Donnic

[tarysande]

I'll be fine.

Cassandra/Inquisitor

[tarysande]

They did WHAT in Varric's book?

Cullen/Shale

[sarasa_cat]

Decorations for the midsummer festival in Honnleath

Josie/Krem

[(Anonymous)]

Protection from the House of Repose
OR
A stuffed nug

Leliana/Morrigan

[alias_sqbr]

A new perspective

Flemeth/Solas

[alias_sqbr]

The Old Days.

Dorian/m!Inquisitor

[alias_sqbr]

Nerds

Leliana/f!Warden/Alistair

[alias_sqbr]

Reunion

misdirection, (Isabela/Varric, G)

[jillyfae]

isabela

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It's a beautiful evening, crisp and clear and brightly edged, like only the best sorts of days can manage.

The very air tastes of the horizon, endless and blue.

You're camped earlier than usual, for a jaunt down the Coast, but there are ruins, tomorrow, and no one likes not being able to see the giant spiders coming.

The scritchy-scratchy of all those legs is bad enough when you've got at least half a chance to figure out where they're coming from before they jump on you.

Instead there are tents, and a fire, and good-natured squabbling about who takes which watch when, and if there's enough rabbit for dinner or if someone should go hunt down some more food; but of course everyone thinks it should be a different someone because no one wants to get up again.

Perfectly reasonable. You don't want to get up either.

Eventually there's dinner, and the sun is finally really setting, shadows long and cool and the sky turning dark and blue before you.

Somehow, as most nights seem to with Hawke, there's talking and gambling and perhaps you'd "borrowed" a bottle of something rich and bitter from the Rose to share, until one of the drinking games wanders its way through the camp, and makes its way to you, and you open your mouth and say truth.

You feel everyone go still before you can really see it, before the silence catches up with the itch down your spine, and you shrug, and pretend you don't notice the red glimmers of dying sunlight catching in eyes gone too wide in surprise.

"What, you're all too drunk to think of a single question?" You tease, and laugh, and take too deep a swallow so you can pretend the burn in your throat is just cheap rum.

"What's your favorite colour, Rivaini?"

Everyone groans, waste of a perfectly good question, but you smile at Varric, let your face go still and your voice smooth as you look him in the eyes.

"Gold, of course," and you know he sees the shifting of your eyes, the quick flick of your attention from the glint in his ear to the embroidery on his shirt to the few loose strands of his hair that glow in the firelight.

He blinks, eyelashes gilded by light and shadow, and you roll your shoulders, as if to cast the weight of your words to the wind, before anyone realizes what you've said.

Before you have to realize what you said.

He knows, though, Varric always knows, and after you pass the bottle, and everyone's teasing Kitten to take a larger sip for her turn, he lifts his hand to his mouth, and the barest shift of his fingers flicks a kiss at you through the air.

There's no rum to blame for the burn in your chest this time, but it's a good heat.

You think you'll keep it.

At least for a little while.

Cullen/m!Lavellan

[imadra_blue]

Fereldans don't talk about that.

Cassandra/Morrigan

[imadra_blue]

The Witch's Knight

Cullen/Fenris

[imadra_blue]

Red Lyrium

King!Alistair/Zevran

[imadra_blue]

As you wish.

Warden!Alistair/Zevran

[imadra_blue]

Not you again.

Dreams: Fenris/m!Hawke, Bethany fixes [Inquisition Spoilers]

[alias_sqbr]

MAJOR spoilers for Inquisition. I've tried to be vague beyond "archer male Hawke who romanced Fenris", though I gave him my Hawke's name (Stefan).

This is like 1000 words of Bethany&Hawke fixit fic and 25 words of Fenris/Hawke, because that's what it took for me to convince myself of a happy ending after [spoilers]. But now I am much happier so thank you for the inpiration :)
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He was dreaming again.

It wasn't always easy to tell. Awake or asleep, the Fade was always dreamlike, the landscape an impossible shifting mish-mash of ideas made solid, filled with memories and spirits. But it was only when Stefan was asleep that the visions of people he knew seemed real. At least it wasn't his mother this time.

Bethany smiled at Stefan with tears in your eyes. "Are you well?" she asked. "Can you get up?"

"I could," he said. "But why not stay here and have a peach?" He gestured up at the fruit hanging sideways from the tree above his bed. "I'm fairly sure they're peaches today. Yesterday they were tiny curled up kittens, but they don't look as fuzzy now."

"Oh, Stefan, that's...very sweet" said Bethany. "But we have to go. If you come with me I can get us home."

"Are you in danger?" he asked getting up. He had a lot of dreams about protecting Bethany. They were stressful, but better than the ones about protecting Carver. Or that one where a sobbing Fenris had refused to believe he was real.

"Well, I am in the Fade," she said. "And I don't know how long the spell will hold...brother, you do remember where you are, don't you?" She led the way across the uneven ground with a determined stride. He'd forgotten how tall she was, he kept dreaming her as child.

"Of course I do," said Stefan. "I'm in the Fade, and I'm dreaming that my sister has come to rescue me."

"How do you know I'm a dream?" she asked.

He poked her gently in the shoulder. It was soft and slippery, like pushing against a strong stream of water. His fingers slid across the surface without hitting anything solid. "Real people don't do that," he said.

"They do when they're projecting into the Fade," said Bethany. "But...fair enough. As long as you know that..." She went to reach for his hand before thinking better of it. "I'm just really, really glad you're alive. It's been so long, I'm so sorry we left you here..."

"It's not so bad, really," he said lightly. He didn't like to see Bethany sad. "I mean, it was at first, obviously. What with being left for dead to be eaten by a giant spider. But once I survived that things weren't so bad! The Fade's not all giant spiders. Some parts of it are actually quite nice, once you get used to how odd everything looks."

"How did you survive? The way the Inquisitor described it, if Fenris hadn't told me he'd seen you I would have never believed you were alive."

"Fenris told you?" Did that mean Stefan had actually spoken to the real Fenris? Perhaps during one of Fenris's dreams...was that possible? Was it possible that he was speaking to the real Bethany now? Stefan's hard won equanimity started to crack. The only way he'd survived out here for so long without going mad was by holding onto what he knew was true. And one of the things he knew for sure was that noone he met out here was real.

This is a dream he told himself. Enjoy your time with the nice fake Bethany because it's the closest you'll ever come to seeing her again, but never forget that she is fake. And better not to think about Fenris at all. Time to change the subject.

"The great thing about giant spiders," said Stefan. "Is that they can't fit into tiny cracks. So I found myself a nice safe little niche in the rocks and shot arrows at the monster until the others had escaped, then I sat and waited until it was safe to sneak away. Took a while, but the fight went out of the thing once it's master was dead."

"So you could have defeated it if the others hadn't abandoned you?" Bethany's voice had a sharp undertone.

"I don't think so," said Stefan. "It was a pretty big spider. And...hey, an eluvian!"

"Yes," said Bethany, cheerfully. "That's how we're getting you out!"

The cold grey surface of the mirror shivered and rippled. It looked a lot more alive than the other eluvians Stefan had seen, in the Fade or out of it. "You're not going to do blood magic, are you?" asked Stefan. "I know it's a dream but I wouldn't want to risk it."

"Of course not," said Bethany, making glowing shapes in the air with her staff. "Merrill suggested it, but Morrigan and I found a way to...there!"

The surface of the mirror began the boil, and then flashed bright green. "Quick," said Bethany, grabbing his hand. She felt slippery and cool. Stefan thought about saying no, his experiences with eluvians and glowing portals had not been very encouraging thus far. But he wanted to see what would happen next.

He stepped through and Bethany vanished. He was facing a small room filled with furniture and people: Varric and Fenris watching the mirror, Merrill and some woman he didn't know helping Bethany up from lying on the floor. And at the front, the Inquisitor, her hand flashing green as she closed the portal to the Fade. The eerie light flickered across straight solid walls and a flat even floor, and then faded, leaving them all bathed in what looked exactly like clear, normal sunlight.

This. Is. A. Dream. thought Stefan.

"Hawke," said the Inquisitor, "You're alive! I am so sorry I..."

She did not get to finish. Fenris strode across the small space to throw himself at Stefan. "Hawke," he said. Fenris kissed him fiercely, and his lips were smooth and solid and warm.

"Oh," said Stefan. He kissed him back. It felt just as real as the first time.

Eventually he remembered that everyone else existed. He looked at them all, his friends and saviours, and smiled. "So I guess the world didn't end after all."

F!Inquisitor/Cassandra

[phdfan]

No holding back

Hawke/Warden!Alistair

[phdfan]

Last goodbyes