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llysaan · 1 year
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Inktober Day 16: Kitten
I’ll forever be sad that Fenris and Isabela get together if neither are romanced but these two don’t 😔
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chimeowrical · 1 year
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A kissy commishie of Mo Hawke, Merrill and, Isabela for the Isosquad!!!
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illusivesoul · 7 months
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milfmisspiggy · 1 year
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sorry bioware. but i KNOW isabela and merrill are having gay sex. i know they are
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rock-teh-elf · 1 year
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THEM THEM THEM
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pinkfadespirit · 2 years
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They’re having a nice day out 🌼💕
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barbex · 8 months
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Happy Friday Barbex! How about Fenris (x or &) Isabella with the prompt:
"You know I'll win." "And you'll know I'll fight."
Maybe at the Hanged Man? Or whatever else leaps to your mind!
Thank you for the spontaneous prompt for tonight's @dadrunkwriting. I wanted to make it Isabela x Fenris, or Isabela x Merrill, but guess what happened? Anders showed up. I hope you like fenders.
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"Let's make it a game." Isabela leans her back against him so that they both look towards the door. Fenris wraps one arm around her, enjoying her warmth. 
"A game?"
"A game of seduction."
Fenris takes another sip of his ale. He isn't drunk, not yet, but he's built up a gentle buzz. "I've already seduced you."
Isabela laughs out. "Nonsense. I seduced you."
"If you want to think that." Fenris sits up, pushing Isabela back on the bench. "How will this game go?"
Isabela points at the door to the Hanged Man. "The next person coming through that door, I have to seduce and the person afterwards, you have to seduce. Whoever has their hand in their trousers first, wins."
"That is too easy." Fenris slides his hand over her back. "You shove your hand in someone's trousers all the time."
"Alright." Isabela thinks for a moment and then grins. "The first one making their partner moan wins." 
"Moaning, loudly."
"Yes." 
Fenris holds out his hand. "Deal." They shake on it.
The door to the Hanged Man makes its typical whining sound and they both look up to see who it is. At first it looks like nobody came in, but then Merrill appears, waving at them.
"Oh, yes!" Isabela claps her hands and jumps up. "You know I'll win." 
Fenris throws his head back. "An unfair advantage. But you know, I'll fight." 
"Let's see who you'll get to seduce." Isabela waves Merrill over but keeps watching the door. It whines again, opening. And Anders steps in. "Hah!" Isabela laughs, pulling Merrill into her lap and looking at Fenris over her shoulder. "Maybe you should give up."
He is about to do that. Even if he doesn't fight daily with Anders anymore, they are hardly close, how could he possibly seduce him? But then he notices that Isabela doesn't get to her goal quite as fast as she thought because Merrill keeps talking. Merrill always has so many stories to tell and Isabela can only watch her and listen. She doesn't have the heart to interrupt her. Isabela has a much softer heart than she lets on.
Maybe this is his chance. Fenris looks around, searching for Anders in the crowd. He is still stuck near the bar, talking to someone. Glancing at Isabela trying to slide her hand under Merrill's tunic, he waves at Anders to hurry. Anders frowns at him, but makes his way over to their table.
"What's wrong? Anybody hurt?" Anders asks as soon as he is close.
"No." Fenris grasps for words, but how is he supposed to explain this? He gets up and steps closer to Anders. "I have a proposition to make." 
Anders looks sceptical, even a little fearful. "What kind of proposition?"
"May I kiss you?" 
"Kiss? Me?" Anders glares at him as if he lost his mind. Which may or may not be true. "What kind of game is this?"
Fenris sighs. "I apologise. Isabela and I made a bet and —"
"You made a bet? About what?" Anders' expression is carefully controlled, not giving anything away. 
"Whoever makes their partner moan first wins." Fenris looks at Isabela, who at last managed to end Merrill's endless stream of stories as she kisses along her neck. Merrill makes some noises, but it's not a moan, not yet. But it doesn't matter if Anders doesn't play along. Which he has no reason to. They are not friends.
"Moaning, huh?" Anders looks at Merrill and Isabela, raising his eyebrows at Isabela's hand, stroking over Merrill's back under her tunic. He looks back at Fenris and leans forward with a wicked smile. "This should be easy, then." He leans forward, closing the distance. 
Fenris forgets for a moment what he's supposed to do, freezing up when Anders' lips touch his. Anders nibbles on his upper lip, the tip of his tongue brushing over his lower lip and with a breath, Fenris lets the tension flow out of his shoulders and opens his lips for Anders. 
"There you go," Anders murmurs against his lips. "I knew you'd be a good kisser." He moves his head back, forcing Fenris to follow him if he doesn't want to lose the contact. Fenris can feel him smile. "And now make me moan." 
Fenris wraps his arm around Anders, holding him with his hand on his lower back, and dips him back. He kisses him, his tongue dipping into Anders' mouth, twirling with his and Anders presses his hips against Fenris' and a moan vibrates through both of them, loudly. With another breath, they break apart, Fenris keeps his hand on Anders' back until he stands again, staring at him.
His heart beats so fast and loud that Anders must hear it. His lips tingle and he still has Anders' taste in his mouth. He stares at his lips, red and puffy from their kiss. Without conscious thought, he moves closer again, needing to feel those lips on his again. 
"Fine, you win," Isabela says. She tries to sound angry, but she grins as she kisses Merrill's neck. Merrill's giggle turns into a high-pitched moan and she squirms in Isabela's lab.
"That doesn't count," Anders says. "We were first."
Taking Isabela's hand, Merrill stands up and pulls her up with her. "Come." 
"Where to?" Isabela asks.
"Your bed, of course." 
"Oh." After a moment of surprise, Isabela smiles and follows Merrill up the stairs. 
Fenris looks after them, watching them disappear in Isabela's room. He feels his own lips with his fingertips. Still tingling. It had felt so good, so right. 
He wants to kiss Anders again. 
He turns back around, his hand raised to grab Anders by the lapels of his stupid coat — but Anders is gone. He left. Looking around, he sees the door fall closed. With no further thought, he grabs his things and hurries out. Outside, the endless winds of Kirkwall whistle around the corners of buildings and alleys. Fenris knows where he has to go, where he will find Anders. The wind follows him as he walks towards the elevator to Darktown, blowing his hair into his face. 
By the time he reaches the clinic, Darktown has turned truly dark. The lantern is out, but a light shines under the door. He knocks. The light flickers. 
"The clinic is closed."
"It's me, Fenris."
The light under the door turns brighter and the door opens slowly. "What is it now?" Anders asks. He looks tired, wary. "More bets to win?"
"No." He forgot about the bet. 
Anders rolls his shoulders and steps aside to let Fenris in. "Do you want some tea? I made tea to help me sleep." 
Fenris steps in, feeling out of place in the empty clinic. "Yes, I would like some tea." 
Anders gestures for him to follow into the backroom. He fills two chipped mugs from an equally chipped can and hands one to Fenris, sitting down on his terribly narrow bed. "Take the chair or sit here with me on the bed."
Fenris hesitates, looking at the chair, and then sits down next to Anders, who looks at him, surprised. The way Anders looks at Fenris does something strange to his insides. He quickly drinks the tea, emptying the mug.
Next to him, Anders also finishes his tea and puts the mug on the floor. He sits back, leaning his head against the wall as he closes his eyes. "Why are you here? You had your fun, you won against Isabela, now what?"
Putting his mug on the floor, Fenris looks at the mage's face. He never truly looked at him, at the freckles on his nose, the curve of his nose, the softness of his lips. Anders is attractive, despite the permanent shadows under his eyes. He always saw that, but he ignored it. 
He lifts his hand, slowly stroking over Anders' cheek with one finger. Anders' eyes fly open. "What? What do you want?"
"I want to kiss you." It comes easily over his lips. 
Anders stares at him. "Another bet?"
"No bet." Fenris moves closer, letting his hand slide to the back of Anders' head. "Just you and me. May I kiss you, please?"
With a gasp, Anders moves closer, his hand mirroring Fenris' at the back of his neck. "Yes, Maker, yes." 
They kiss in a mess of lips and clacking teeth, yearning for each other like hungry animals, until Anders pulls back, breathing hard. "Fen... Fenris."
"Yes." He presses his forehead against Anders' fighting to get his breathing under control again. "Yes."
"Yes," Anders whispers. "I think we both won tonight."
Kissing the corner of Anders' lips, Fenris smiles. "I think you are correct."
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lemonzests · 2 years
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replaying da2... i know the rituals are intricate i just know it 
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thedastrash · 1 year
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Dragon Age - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Isabela/Merrill (Dragon Age) Characters: Isabela (Dragon Age), Merrill (Dragon Age) Additional Tags: artober, Kinktober, Candles, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Orgasm Denial, Orgasm, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus Summary:
Isabela teases Merrill and leaves her wanting more.
Kinktober Prompt 3: Orgasm Denial Artober Prompt 3: Candles 
Admitedly the candle isn’t the focus AT ALL, but I was distracted lol
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beebundt · 2 years
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just finished first playthrough of da2, thinking about some post-game ship captain isabela and her 2nd hand (and lover)
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laniardraws · 11 months
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This is stupid. Anyway
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julsera · 1 year
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Happy women's day!! Yes, I am very gay.
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illusivesoul · 1 year
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Merrill left her clan, finished fixing the Eluvian and is now in a happy poly relationship with Hawke and Isabela. Good for her, she deserves it.
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bluerose5 · 1 year
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The truth that Varric didn't want everyone to know was that, aside from their two token straights, all five of these chaotic bisexuals are in a committed polycule, wreaking havoc on all of Thedas. Oh, and he and Hawke are married, but that's just a given, right?
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rock-teh-elf · 2 years
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I CAN FINALLY POST THIS
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My work for @black-emporium-exchange
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pinkfadespirit · 2 years
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I just think they should kiss
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