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If You're Gonna Leave, Leave Me for Dead by fadefoxdreams
Fandoms: Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age: Inquisition, Dragon Age - All Media Types
20 May 2026
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Josephine yanked the blankets off her, and Aelin hissed as she lurched upward after them, much to her stomach's displeasure. “I do apologize, Inquisitor, but I assure you, it cannot wait.”
“I don't give a shit what Lord or Duke has notions of monopolizing my time. I am dead to the world today.” Aelin glanced around the bed and noticed her dagger still sticking out of the headboard. She yanked it free with stiff fingers, every joint aching as if her body had decided to reward her attempt to drink away her pain with more pain.
Josephine didn't even flinch. “My lady, I must insist –”
“I'm fairly confident Skyhold won't fall apart without my direct supervision for one more day –”
“Dorian is fighting with Solas in the courtyard,” Josephine said as she opened up the closet and began searching for something for Aelin to wear.
“He's – what?”
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‘I have already given up my life for yours,’ Dorian said. ‘Now you expect me to give up the ideals I grew up with? Just like that?’
‘Yes,’ Lavellan replied. ‘I had to.’
‘Then you know how it feels.’
Lavellan has to be someone for everyone. For his people, a sacrifice - sundered from his clan in order to save them all. For the Inquisition, an icon - more embodiment of hope than man. For his advisors, a peace-maker - tasked with the choice and the consequence. Each iteration of himself is a necessary falsification, because for himself, he is a protector, maintaining the emotional walls that shield the volatile liability he knows he really is.
Dorian sees through his pretenses.
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Samira may be speedrunning the whole trying-to-get-a-life thing that Cassie had suggested to her.
But she’s been feeling desperate, grasping, wanting to sink her hands into everything, try everything.
She’s been saying yes, and yes, and yes to everything that comes her way.
Samira’s always been a bit of an overachiever, after all.
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Beach fic.
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"Mel likes to think that she’s got her head on straight.
She’s been planning commutes and balancing budgets and organizing home aides since she was twenty. If Mel wants something, she makes it happen. Or convinces herself that she doesn’t need it. But there’s one thing, one golden exception to her system, that Mel can’t help dreaming about.
She wants a washing machine."
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Mel spends her Wednesdays trapped in a laundromat because her building doesn't have a machine. Frank decides laundry is more of a team sport
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“So–” Dennis starts, and Trinity honestly isn’t sure how she’s going to explain this one.
“I know it’s weird,” she says, gripping the steering wheel.
“I mean, it’s not that weird,” Dennis placates.
“He’s kind of a trainwreck,” Trinity defends, and then feels some type of way about the fact that she’s defending Langdon.
Dennis doesn’t disagree.
She promises him, “It’s only temporary.”
(Langdon's wife kicks him out. Trinity offers up her couch. She ends up learning a few things about her sworn enemy in the process.)