mini-fic round up

[lyntergalactic]

this post is mostly for my own reference because i don't want to lose track of them :'D but here's the couple of links to the things i've written for threesentenceficathon and a reposting of a bit of comment fic left in someone's journal

DC Comics, Kara Zor-El, homesick
Mass Effect, Shepard & Any/All Crew, so let go and we’ll bear the weight awhile / we’re not afraid, we’ve got you
Any, any, exile (ended up with The Silmarillion, Maglor gen)
(i thought i had written more than this but apparently i just have a bunch of tabs open for ideas laksjdfa)
ETA: AHA! found another one and i'm just gonna update this as i write more
any, any, everyone knows the monarch's left-hand woman is an assassin (Dragon Age: Origins, Leliana/Warden(/Alistair)
DC Comics, Jason Todd &/ Kara Zor-el, flight
any, any, it followed me home, can I keep it? (Mass Effect, F!Shepard & Grunt)

aaand comment fic— a wee bit of dragon age, cullen rutherford/carver hawke, post-inquisition

When they're still a ways from the town, Carver reins in his horse. He sits in the saddle, frowning, and stares at their destination. It's close enough to make out the silhouettes of buildings, but far enough for them to not have much definition. Cullen stops beside him, gesturing for his mabari to do the same, and waits.

"I never thought I'd come back here," Carver says finally. "Part of me wanted nothing more than to leave when I was young. And then when we fled to Kirkwall..."

"Part of you wanted to go back," Cullen finishes for him, "even though you knew it wouldn't be the same."

He reaches out to rest a hand on Carver's shoulder. It's a little uncomfortable, what with the space and bit of height difference between them caused by their mounts, but the thought of not offering comfort is worse. "We can skirt around it, if you like. It'd be easy enough to dip south and find the Highway again further East."

Carver shakes his head. "No. It's alright." He reaches up to pat Cullen's hand and gives him a small smile. "If you can brave Honnleath and your family after all these years just to introduce me, I can see how Lothering's rebuilt since the Blight."

He gently takes Cullen's hand in his own. Presses a kiss to his knuckles, then gives them a cheeky nip that Cullen can't really feel through the leather of his gloves, but fondly rolls his eyes at nonetheless. "Thank you," Carver says. "Now come on, if we want to get there before midday, we can't just stand around like this."

Even as he nudges his horse into a trot, he tosses a smirk over his shoulder. With a huff, Cullen follows him, the mabari close on their heels. "Remind me again why I asked you to come with me on this trip?" he asks.

"'Cause you love me," Carver says.

Maker help him, but he does.

Comments

[queenslayerbee]

I still love that little Kara fic ^-^

[lyntergalactic]

me too :> it's also now on my wip list under "things to expand on" along with the mass effect one

[queenslayerbee]

Ooh, if you ever do, please let me know!