The Official Fenris Discussion thread
#22551
Posté 25 février 2011 - 10:10
And now after playing a Rogue my muse has Dismemberment Tueday on the brain...
I haven't written this much for years...Obsession IS good.
#22552
Posté 25 février 2011 - 11:04
#22553
Posté 25 février 2011 - 11:29
Dismemberment Tuesday.
Hawke groaned as she finally unlaced her leather and chainmail tunic – armour was all well and good until one wore it for three days straight whilst tramping through the woods hunting bandits. She had been well and truly ready deal with them when they caught up with them. At least she was home now – even if it was extremely late at night.
She looked at the offending article and wrinkled her nose – it stank of sweat and blood and other, even more disgusting, fluids. There was no way her sense of smell would let her sleep with it in the room, and as tired as she was she probably should clean it, and herself, before retiring for what was left of the night.
She decided to do the worst part first and cleaned her amour. She wiped and oiled the leather, then scrubbed and polished the chainmail – finally satisfied with the look and smell of it she asked one of the maids to set up a bath. Thankfully those working in her household were willing to put up with Hawke’s eccentricities – to whit, needing a bath at some ungodly time of the night. She paid well and wasn’t cruel, even if she was strange.
Hawke sank into the heated water, this was heaven! The only thing that could make it better was if a certain elven lover of hers was here as well, but Fenris had gone with Varric to report on their little expedition. Such things often took ages and he had urged her to go home and sleep and not wait up for him. Hawke smiled, she loved the care Fenris took with her; the gentle, loving side he showed only to her.
She soaked and wet her hair down, then climbed out of the tub to soap up. She decided to indulge and use the new cinnamon soap she had bought; she wanted to surprise her lover with it. She lathered it on and combed her sudsy hair through with a wide-toothed comb. She then rinsed and climbed back into the tub to enjoy the warm water while it lasted. It was sooo nice and she closed her eyes and luxuriated...
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Hawke’s rogue senses woke her before the assassin was within striking distance. Her eyes snapped open and she jumped out of the tub and toward the dagger hidden beneath her towel. She grabbed it and whirled to face her attacker – in any other situation she would have been mortified at her state of undress, but right now being dead was worse than being naked.
The assassin, a human male, leered at her.
“Well this job keeps looking better, want me to show you a good time before you die pretty thing?” The thug licked his lips, his eyes roving places they had no right to rove.
“How about I show you what your intestines look like you slimy little sod?” She shot back.
Her attackers face hardened. He had not been a particularly handsome specimen before, and the new expression did nothing for him.
“I was going to play nice little ****, but now you’re gonna be begging for death long before I slit that throat of yours.” He snarled.
“Come here and try it!” She taunted.
The man’s face suddenly blanched as a gauntleted hand appeared through his chest, his death rattle was gurgled as blood spilt from his mouth. Fenris pulled his hand free and let the man fall to the floor contemptuously. Hawke sighed.
“I could have taken care of him myself dear.” She said, only half meaning the exasperated tone in her voice. Fenris grinned back at her, unrepentant.
“I know, love, but I did want you to rest.” He explained, calm as if they were discussing a minor household issue.
Which for them, it was.
“Mistress Hawke! Mistress Hawke!” One of the maids, Sophie, she thought, came running and screaming into the room. She stopped and screamed once, then covered her mouth and stood bug-eyed at the sight before her.
Hawke, naked and holding a dagger, an assassin dead on the floor and Fenris. Hawke hoped she wasn’t going to faint, she wanted to go back to sleep.
“Sophie! Stop staring and get one of the guards to take out this trash girl.”
Ah, help had arrived in the form of Housemistress Clara. She shooed the girl out and turned to her employer, surveying the room and all its oddities.
“Ah, ‘tis Tuesday again isn't it Mistress Hawke?”
#22554
Posté 25 février 2011 - 12:02
#22555
Posté 25 février 2011 - 02:54
#22556
Posté 25 février 2011 - 02:56
#22557
Posté 25 février 2011 - 03:08
tankgirly wrote...
Tamyn's art ! Oh, I totally adore them!
Same here! <3
All the fenart actually. And the fanfic. And that harem pic made my day, LoL. That is totally going to be my Hawke's main posse. Yeehaw!
#22558
Posté 25 février 2011 - 03:38
aimo_ahmed wrote...
4 of 6
Quoting Alistair ...
"You're killing me here!"
#22559
Posté 25 février 2011 - 03:48
Blessed Silence wrote...
aimo_ahmed wrote...
4 of 6
Quoting Alistair ...
"You're killing me here!"
Yes, Aimo&Pseudo, throw us a (5/6) bone pleeezz
#22560
Posté 25 février 2011 - 04:16
tankgirly wrote...
This is cute:
by metalfluffyninja
Hell yeah, sexy party! <3That's going to be my party for sure ^^ If Sebby reacts good to the world at least...
#22561
Posté 25 février 2011 - 04:32
aimo_ahmed wrote...
4 of 6
This will make my m!Hawke happy
#22562
Posté 25 février 2011 - 04:36
...Erani wrote...
Blessed Silence wrote...
aimo_ahmed wrote...
4 of 6
Quoting Alistair ...
"You're killing me here!"
Yes, Aimo&Pseudo, throw us a (5/6) bone pleeezz
My mind had stayed strangely clean all throughout those teasers being put up. This comment just toppled the cleanliness.
Anyone have some room in the gutter for me? I promise I don't eat much(but I will steal your tea), and I won't stay long(hopefully).
#22563
Posté 25 février 2011 - 04:40
Phoenix_Valkyre wrote...
Well I was trying to get more of a Fenris fix browsing thru Deviant art and found these.. thought I'd share them.. ( I apologize if they have been posted before) Hope you all like them too!
*snip*
by Kittanee
by Kittanee
*snip*
I love both of these and hadn't seen the second! Kittanee might be my new favorite Fenris artist.
Except we haven't seen any more of Tamyn's WIP lately! Looking forward to that one.
#22564
Posté 25 février 2011 - 04:42
*huggles* I've missed this thread. If not for school I would be around more. Second semester started a while ago and I'm trying to keep up with all the stuff we're doing. I get to give a crapload of people IQ tests in my second language, apparently.tankgirly wrote...
Miss your lovely comment, Wynne.
I was kind of thinking about that, too. Piccie proof, Stephen?
I'm thinking with Anders and Isabela the good path is rivalry, whereas Fenris hasn't known so much kindness, thus the friendship path is better with him. At this point, I feel convinced that I'm going to love him. He certainly made a good first impression, at least--his every word made me melt a little. I think his story will be very moving.
*lol* Shorts! Do you have chest hair, though? If the popularity of Varric is any indication, for some women a bit of extra padding's perfectly okay as long as you've got a good rug to grab hold of.Upsettingshorts wrote...
I have a swimmers' body too. It's just hidden under all the fat.
stopped by the Comic-con demo to play, and I happened to glance over to see her scrubbing her hand over the screen as she looked to her friend and said, I kid you not, "Ohmygod, chest hair!!" I couldn't tell if she was enthralled, horrified or trapped somewhere between.)
I love that quote so much.
Aww, you're adorable! But you're not shirtless, so the swimmer's body thing is still unproven. Get me one of those pictures, and all I'll have to do is yell, "HEY GIRLS! LOOK AT THE CUTE SHIRTLESS SINGLE GUY WHO LIKES DRAGON AGE! HE SORTA LOOKS A LITTLE LIKE A HUMAN FENRIS WITH DARK HAIR!" Then they'll swarm you like piranhas on a fallen wildebeest. Actually, I probably shouldn't have written that so loud--they're on the move right now. I recommend running as fast as you can and praying to God that you don't trip.stephen1493 wrote...
k, umm... to anyone who care's my pics have there own album now.
The most recent one would definitly be the one with my hand behind my head.
On a more serious note (well... a serious at all note) that was a really nice snippet you wrote about Lothering. Beautiful, actually.
Lady Hawke wears a minimizing bra while she's out fighting. If you have a pronounced bosom, those are a lifesaver. Closest you get to a sports bra,Xun_Axle wrote...
it cant just be me who noticed how big Lady Hawkes boobies were... i mean really they werent that big in the demo....../../../images/forum/emoticons/heart.png
and they help you avoid the stares, except in the instances where you want them. Though Fenris is currently playing hard to get.
Isabela doesn't wear one of those. Just
a really really large push-up bra, the kind they shouldn't make, for
the safety of everyone.
Actually, the way I would kinda like to imagine that scene now that I really think about it...
Lady Hawke: *answers the door with bedroom eyes but sans clothing*
Fenris: *assuming an accident, or trying to* ...I'm... sorry, I--hadn't meant to intrude. I'll come back when you're... ready to receive guests. *makes to leave*
Lady Hawke: Oh, I'm ready to... receive a guest, Fenris. That was kind of the point.
Fenris:
(*prays for a movie like the ME2 classic "Quite the Entrance"*)
Oh, that is priceless. Let me say, I'm very happy with my accommodations and I'm not planning on moving anytime soon.Phoenix_Valkyre wrote...
@ Inicol1900
Here's a map! lol
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I think so. See, my body exists in the realFenn wrote...
Has the gutter become another realm of
existence now?
world, but my soul resides strictly in the gutter realm with the other 4 gals and Fenris's 'heart.'

P.S. I LOVE your signature. So much.
That is the kind of oreo cookie I'd like to be the cre--aimo_ahmed wrote...
4 of 6
Um... that sounded less dirty in my head. I swear, it really did.
Great, now I'm wondering what Fenris would think of The Stone Temptress.
I swear, I used to have a sweet, innocent, romantic mind. Well, it's still romantic, but there's all this filth all over it, so you can't really tell anymore... *sighs*
Modifié par Wynne, 25 février 2011 - 04:44 .
#22565
Posté 25 février 2011 - 05:18
Smile:
Denerius is not a happy man. While his collegues outside of the Imperium would clearly state that being a member of a corrupt Mageocrasy would do that to a man that wasn't the problem. The problem was around six feet tall and gilded with enough lyrium to enchant a legion's worth of weapons. You see Denerius was a Magister and when a Magister makes a mistake it tends to make him the laughingstock of his fellow mages, and Denerius is not a man who enjoys being a laughingstock. Yet when the captain of the hunting party he has assembled returns with news from Kirkwall, Denerius can't keep himself from smiling.
Fenris on the other hand has never been happier. For once things are going right with this whole escape plan of his. He has friends, a home, and a woman in his life who for once isn't trying to drag him back to Tevinter. Yes life has been good to Fenris in Kirkwall, and for that he can't help but smile.
Sergeant Gaius of the Imperium Auxilia is a rather indifferent person. Now this might seem strange for such a dedicated millitary man, but today Gaius met his end at the hands of a rather comely apostate who goes by the name of Hawke. As what's left of the former sergeant smoulders the the gutter of the Lowtown alley, Hawke walks to the tavern with a frown on her face. She has to go tell the man she loves that the game has begun again.
#22566
Posté 25 février 2011 - 05:27

5 of 6
#22567
Posté 25 février 2011 - 05:30
Addai67 wrote...
Except we haven't seen any more of Tamyn's WIP lately! Looking forward to that one.
Always check the first page of this thread
#22568
Posté 25 février 2011 - 05:31
Such a cute image!tankgirly wrote...
This is cute:
by metalfluffyninja
Modifié par plumededragop, 25 février 2011 - 05:34 .
#22569
Posté 25 février 2011 - 05:34
Mmmm.... :innocent::innocent::innocent:aimo_ahmed wrote...
5 of 6
#22570
Posté 25 février 2011 - 05:36
aimo_ahmed wrote...
5 of 6
Moar pls?
#22571
Posté 25 février 2011 - 05:42
#22572
Posté 25 février 2011 - 05:43
...Sorry if it's too much. I had to edit out some stuff, too, before I felt it was.... decent enough to post.
EDIT: Well, that was almost an epic fail. I copied and pasted from word!
EDIT again: I suck at this.
Prompt: Smile
“No. I don’t this is a good idea.” I told the stubborn elf. I would not let him do this. Going after his old magister was suicide. And pointless, now that he was looking for Fenris elsewhere.
“You do not understand. This is something I need to do.” He faced me, his moss green eyes cutting into mine. “If
you aren’t coming with me, then get out of my way.” His words sank into me like a blade. But I had to admit, I had never been so turned on. I stood my ground in front of my bedroom doorway.
“Over my dead body.” His nostrils flared in anger, but after a moment, his eyes softened. I looked at him confused.
Fenris wasted no time in slamming me into the wall in my room and crushing me against it. I gasped as his mouth smothered my neck in kisses and his hands slid frantically over my curves. When he picked a spot on the side of my neck and began sucking, my eyes drifted closed and I began focusing on the fact that I could feel every inch of him against me through our clothes.
With a heavy sigh and some force, I pushed him off of me and straight over to the bed. His eyes were dark and
intense, and they never left mine- until the back of his knees reached the bed and I pushed him down harshly. This didn’t feel like me at all, but I knew what I wanted; and I was enjoying the feeling immensely. The look he was giving me wasn’t helping.
Fenris scooted up until only his feet were hanging off, and I wasted no time in climbing on the bed to straddle him. I moved my hips slightly to grind against him and was rewarded with a low, throaty moan from him. I sat up straighter, gazing down into his eyes; our breathing getting heavier. My hands, which both spread out over his chest, shakily started to undo the buttons on his tunic. Slowly, he reached a hand up to stroke my cheek softly before moving it slowly along my jaw, down my neck, across my collar bone, and lightly along the crease between my breasts until my robes stopped him. He caught my eyes and raised a brow. He was beautiful. Too beautiful. This was a bad idea. It was all I could do to smirk before pulling at the ties to my robe. As I did so, Fenris slid both his hands up the side of my thighs. I rocked my hips once. He sighed deeply. His hands moved all the way up my thighs until they reached my bum and squeezed.
“Hawke, please...” He whispered. My hands flew down to his pants to undo them. Fenris slid his hands back down my thighs before moving them back up my inner-thighs as I fiddled pathetically with the ties on his pants. I hummed involuntarily as his fingertips traced circles on my skin. His breathing slowed and got deeper as he continued his ministrations. I let out a whine and threw my head back. When I looked at him again, he was smiling. It was a coy, satisfied smile. They were too rare for him.
“Hold on.” I told him as I failed once again. It was getting harder to concentrate with what he was doing beneath my robes. I grunted and smiled at him as I finally achieved my goal. I lifted myself up onto my knees while he hastily pushed his pants down his legs. I stopped for a moment before bursting out in laughter.
“What could possibly be funny?” He asked, his voice incredibly strained. I bit my lip and traced my fingers along
the patterns surrounding the raised tent in his smallclothes to answer him. Bananas and toast were all over them. “It was on sale.” He whispered while closing his eyes and raising his hips against my hand. I bit my lip and leaned down to meet his lips with my own. He kissed back eagerly. It seemed like several minutes that our tongues were dancing to a tuneless song before I pulled away. Without warning, he grabbed onto me and rolled us completely over so that I was on my back, and he was on top of me. I wrapped my legs around him and let out a long moan as he rubbed himself against me. I leaned up to kiss his the markings on his neck and kissed along them to his shoulder. He flinched suddenly.
“Does it hurt?” I asked cautiously as I pulled away. He furrowed his brows and looked at me seriously before a
smirk slowly made its way onto his face.
“Yes. Don’t stop.” I gasped in surprise as our gazes locked. I nodded slowly, pulling his shirt down his arm a little. I moved back up to kiss his shoulder again before biting down. Hisgroan made me worry that someone would hear, but my thought quickly disappeared whim when I felt his hand graze my inner thigh.
“Please,” I begged suddenly as he continued. “Fenris, please...” I let my head fall back to the bed. He gazed intently into my eyes as he moved his hand up further. He looked as if he were going to say something, to ask if it was okay, but didn’t say a word as I struggled to hold my hips against the bed. His hand moved up further.
“I want you.” He whispered. I nodded vigorously.
“I’m yours. Please...” He grinned his amazingly sexy grin before leaning down and pressing his lips against mine.
Suddenly, heavy footsteps broke us out of our stupor.
“Hey Hawk, we need your opinion.” There was no mistaking Varric’s voice from down the hall. Fenris leapt off of me. “Hawk?” He repeated as he rounded the corner. I barely saw Fenris grab his pants and dive head first into the wall, phasing through it before Varric’s head popped into my room. It was all I could do to clasp my robes around me tightly. “Carver thinks that if we-” He looked at me confused. “What are you-oh.” His smile could kill baby goats. “Was I interrupting some Hawk private time?” I shook my head.
“No, no. I-”
“Say no more, my friend. We all need a few minutes to ourselves each day. I hope I didn’t ruin for you.”
“Varric, I swear, I wasn’t-”
“I won’t say anything to the others. Just let us know when you’re done.” He turned to leave. “Oh, and try to keep it down. Some of us are eating.”
Modifié par starfire1188, 25 février 2011 - 05:55 .
#22573
Posté 25 février 2011 - 05:47
plumededragop wrote...
*look at Elirian' banner and burst out laughing* Dang, girl, I still remember the joke you made on Hawke and Anders about "Assuming Direct Control":lol:
Vengeance: THIS HURTS YOU!
Ahem. Fenris is hawt?
#22574
Posté 25 février 2011 - 05:48
edit: Hmm, should I put Aimo's teasers together in an image and post it?
Modifié par LukaCrosszeria, 25 février 2011 - 05:48 .
#22575
Posté 25 février 2011 - 05:48





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