I'm Nir and this is my writing dump. I read and write lots of slash and femslash. Most of my posts will be fanfics, but there might be the occasional piece of original fiction, or even character profiles. Fics are tagged by characters, pairings, and fandoms, so check my tags page if you're looking for anything specific. Layout credits are in my profile.
vethrfolnir: (▲ rise and shine)
Title: Loved and Lost
Fandom: Dragon Age (Origins, II, Inquisition)
Characters: Dorian Pavus, Cadenza Lavellan
Pairings: Dorian/Cadenza
Notes: Dorian and Cadenza have never really discussed the 'l' word before. No, not the one with lesbians. Part one of a series of drabbles/one-shots gushing about the DA romances.

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"I love you."

It came out in a rush. Cadenza hadn't meant to say it. He almost wished he could take it back, with the way that Dorian went still.

Was it too soon? Or what if Dorian didn't feel the same way? He wanted to kick himself for not even considering it. He had always thought that love was just an unspoken thing between them; was he wrong to assume that it was even there to begin with?

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vethrfolnir: (✜ sun sets on this world)
Title: Braid
Fandom: Dragon Age: Inquisition
Characters: Dorian Pavus, Cadenza Lavellan
Pairings: Dorian/Cadenza
Notes: Inquisitor Lavellan's hair is getting out of hand.

“Cadenza, darling…” Dorian began, twining his fingers in his lover’s hair. Cadenza was lying supine in his lap, eyes closed, breath light, but Dorian knew better than to believe he was asleep; the telltale twitch of his long, pointed ears gave him away. As if realizing he’d been caught, Cadenza’s eyes flew open, a brow raising with them.

Darling?” Cadenza snorted. “Have you been talking to Vivienne lately?”

“I have, in fact, and I’m sure she would agree with me on the dreadful state of your hair.” Dorian replied as his fingers snagged on brilliant red knots. He went to work untangling them, tsking quietly all the while. “Such a beautiful color, and you’ve gone and let it turn into a nug’s nest.”

Cadenza grimaced. “Yes, well. You’re always talking about how southerners don’t know anything about proper hygiene. I suppose it’s finally rubbed off on me.”

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