off to sleep

i just like drawing these two kissing okay

Half a dozen other stories to work on, and I see this picture and start something new. A one shot for Fenris and a default Marian Hawke, taking place in Act III, after they’ve reconciled.

Fenris doesn’t move into Hawke’s mansion after their reunion, and Hawke understands that, understands how important that independence is to him, having his own space, a home that is solely his.

The time he does spend there gradually increases though:  whole nights, and next days, and then several days in a row.

They take pleasure in their time together, not just sexual pleasure although that surpasses either of their hopes and expectations, but simpler pleasures, laughing over a meal, or sitting in the library late at night as Hawke deals with the never ending pile of correspondence, and Fenris practices his reading and writing.

Hawke is teaching him cursive.

It is proving more difficult than he had thought it would, stringing the letters together, getting the ink to flow evenly from the quill, pressing firmly enough that it does but not so firmly that the nib of the quill bends or even breaks. And just as he thinks that, the quill bends, and snaps and releases a blob of ink that ruins the paper.

With a sweep of his arm and a string of Tevene curses, he sends the quill and the paper flying off the desk.  This is the third time it has happened.

Hawke looks up from her papers and just raises an eyebrow.

“I apologize.” Fenris mutters, feeling foolish at the outburst.

“Well, I did always wonder why they called it cursive.”  At Fenris’ blank stare she rolls her eyes. “Cursive/cursing?” She explains.

Fenris just scowls and Hawke laughs.

“Oh come on, Varric would have thought that was hilarious.”

He can’t help but smile at the sound of that laugh. “The dwarf’s humor is as odd as yours.”  He tells her.

Hawke stands and walks towards him, pausing to retrieve the paper and quill from the floor. She looks at the paper and smiles encouragingly.  “You’re doing well.” She insists. “You’re simply pressing too hard.” She turned the paper over, and indeed there were some instances where the ink had leaked through to the other side.

“And if I don’t press too hard the letters are barely visible!” He snaps back at her. “Enough. I am done with this.”  Hawke just watches him carefully with those electric blue eyes.  “For now.” He amends.

She smiles again, and slipping her hand around his neck kisses him gently.  “We could try something a bit different if you like.” She murmurs against his lips.

His arms slip around her waist, seemingly of their own accord, holding her close.  He reaches up and brushes back that one lock of black hair that always slips down across her eyes.  “And what might that be?”

She rests her hands on his chest and kisses him lightly once more.  “Lock the door.” She tells him.

He gives her a suspicious look but walks to the door and locks it. He turns around to find Hawke slipping out of her tunic.  As is her habit in the evenings she is wearing nothing beneath it. The soft leather boots she wears with it were kicked off some time ago.  She tosses the tunic on to one of the armchairs which he notices she has moved away from the fireplace and stands there clad only in her smalls.

She smiles at him as if there is nothing unusual about it. “Bring the ink and the quill.”

He does as she asks.

Hawke is hard to resist like this.

When he returns she is lying on her stomach on the rug in front of the fireplace propped up on her elbows.  He stands there, the ink in one hand and the quill in the other, uncertain what to do, but feeling foolish for needing to ask.

She smiles at him, and as always it puts him at ease.  “Write on me.”

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5 minutes into a mission and he gives you that Normandy and chill look …

To the dead sea, here float all lovers

Oh God. The way he looks at her.

@hawkeykirsah - I’m not sure if I mentioned this, but it’s actually Nick I used in this gif and not my own Shepard. Lol.

I’m 100% fhawke and fenris trash so why not make this look like a fhawkexfenris photoset yes?

“If you were planning on doing something stupid, insane, or reckless to save us, now would be the time.”

If you ever doubted that I would go back to obsessing over this AU specifically, welcome to being wrong, forever.

breakfast

HAPPY N7 DAY <3 have some Shenko fluff <3

It was the light that woke her. Soft and orange beams tickling her nose and face. She’d missed the sun. No artificial warmth could compare to it and no bunk would ever win against the fine cotton sheets and the thick blanket, which covered her. Jane sighed and pressed her face deeper into the pillows. They smelled of him, their shared nights, and peace. Here she could almost forget the aching limbs and the scars, which spoke of battles and her nightmares. It was her personal happy ending.

And now she was awake. Damn it. Sleeping in was still out of the question, having spent most of her life serving, and the smell of coffee seemed alluring enough to get her out of the bed. Her new leg still hurt from time to time, but walking and stretching helped and she wrapped herself in a bathrobe.

Rubbing her eyes she followed the scent to the kitchen and found Kaidan in front of the stove. He didn’t bother with dressing, just stood there in his half naked glory, briefs tight against his body, and his back as strong as ever. Small red lines were visible on his skin and the sight made her smile. A happy ending indeed. Jane put her arms around him and rested her head on Kaidan’s shoulder. He was warm and there was the faint buzz of his powers.

“You’re up early.” Not to mention that they were three pans in front of him, filled with eggs and bacon and little sausages. A biotic herself, she knew the unholy amounts of food her husband could eat. Kaidan took her hand and placed a small kiss on her knuckles.

“Wanted to surprise you with some simple Canadian breakfast.”

She laughed. “That doesn’t look simple.”

But very delicious. The bacon was crisp and wonderfully greasy and her mouth watered.

“Hm, it’s better than the nutri-paste, I swear.” Jane let go of him and searched the cabinets for some plates. The house was still new. Adjusting to a domestic life hadn’t been that easy, but they somehow managed and such a breakfast was a good start. One day they’d probably fight about the color of the curtains and she couldn’t wait for it.

“So, that’s what I get for marrying you? Canadian breakfast, Canadian beer.” Kaidan turned off the stove. There were wrinkles beside his eyes, when he laughed. It was very charming.

“And Canadian house.” She pulled him down for a kiss. The taste of coffee was on his lips and his hands found her hips. Now, Jane regretted wearing that comfy robe and she placed a kiss on his collarbone.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, but breakfast will get cold, if you keep doing… that.” She kissed him again.

“I’m willing to risk that.”

From the stream~ Thanks for everyone who came! I added a bit of color this time.

Roughly based off of this drabble by casecous.

I couldn’t be assed to remember how Shep’s armor looks like after the blast because really who wants to sit through that part again

Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.                                                       ― Emily Dickinson 

i am strong when i am on your shoulders

I just recently started playing Mass Effect for the first time… and I just can’t… so many feels :’D

I love shenko so much I had to stop working and make some fanart…

srsly… Why didn’t I play this thing *ages* ago!!??

I think a lot about Hawke and Fenris reuniting (at Weisshaupt) and Fenris being overwhelmed with relief and just collapsing into her or jumping onto her. Like I don’t see him as being a dramatic person, but he’s emotional, he’s dealt with a lot of shit and loss, and Hawke is constantly getting herself into dangerous situations so the possibility of losing her is very real and it makes me pretty emotional so anyway….

I got back my cute Shenko sketch from Tekino on DA - an amazing commission artist with great prices. This is Gina shepard and Kaidan from my fic Distance. I’m head over heels for this commission! If you’re interested in reading Distance there is a link to it from ‘My Fics’ page.