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Put on your party hats - it’s time for the Hawke-Might-Be-Dead Memorial Party! It’s a wake, it's a prompt meme, it’s a kink meme, it’s a fandom party celebration! Sure we don’t know the fate of Hawke for certain, but who cares? Let’s immortalize the Heroes of the Dragon Age with a whole lot of art and fic!

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Day 1 - September 6 - Prompts! You will have seven days to put as many prompts as you'd like on this post. And if you start writing them early, well that's just good planning!
Day 8 -
September 13 - Prompting ends, posting begins! You have 14 days to write, draw, and potentially diorama as many prompts as you can. Cross-posting to the anonymous AO3 collection is allowed.
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September 26 - Last day of posting! All fills must be posted by 11:59 PM North American Mountain Time.
Day 22 - September 27 - Party time! The reveals post goes up, and you now have the option of going unanon in whatever manner you please. The AO3 collection will be de-anoned, and will remain open indefinitely for unanon cross-posting.

(Click on the dates for countdowns; the fest is following MDT/Mountain Time)


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FILL: Dorian/Male Trevelyan - Incest

Date: 2015-09-23 05:29 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Male Trevelyan/Dorian, pretty G-rated except for the whole incest part. Hope this works for you, OP!


"Where There's Smoke"


Trevelyan's surprised to see his cousin at Redwall. Last he'd heard, the Tevinter mage was in, well, Tevinter, where he belonged.

He's surprised, but he really shouldn't be. If there's any certainty in his life, it's that, sooner or later, Dorian Pavus will always turn up.


They didn't grow up together, but they saw each other once a year or so. Every year since Dorian was born. Their mothers were sisters. Trevelyan was a few years older and fascinated with his little cousin -- so bright and cheerful, and he listened to Trevelyan's every word. Trevelyan had always been slight, no good with a broadsword, and it was nice to be looked up to for once.

Every reunion they'd show off a new trick they'd learned in the interim. Dorian's were flashier, sure, fireworks in the still night sky. But despite his own talents, he seemed astonished by Trevelyan’s ability to fly a dagger into a target across the courtyard, or to appear out of smoke and nowhere behind him.

Trevelyan turned nineteen, Dorian seventeen, and when they next met Dorian had grown. Sleek muscles he’d never seen on a mage before, skin dark and gleaming, there was a depth of pain and promise in his eyes that made Trevelyan weak at the knees.

And that was the summer Trevelyan's mother confessed a quiet secret to him. A truth he had to carry alone with her.

His father, Bann Trevelyan, was impotent. To preserve the family name she'd lain with Halward Pavus, her sister's husband. Bann Trevelyan didn't know the betrayal, and Halward didn't know there'd been a child of their union -- though he surely suspected.

So Dorian was his half-brother as well as his cousin, and no hours kneeling in the Chantry could scrub the sin from his mind. He could only stifle the heat under shadows, shame, and smiles.


“Cousin,” drawled Dorian. “It’s been far too long.”

Trevelyan glanced at his companions, but apparently neither Varric nor Cassandra nor Solas saw anything amiss with Dorian’s familial attitude. All in his head, once again. He made hasty introductions, and they lost the warmth of reunion in the cold necessity of strategy.

Perhaps, as Dorian explained the situation, Trevelyan’s eyes lingered on the long lines of his bronze neck, the way his robes dipped here and clung there. The way his back curved as he leaned over the table.



When he awoke in the future, he thought he’d lost everything.

The castle was a shambles, there were corpses rotting in the corners, and he couldn’t breathe for fear. Keep it together, he chanted silently, keep it together, but there was nobody to keep it together for, and he’d never been any good at doing things just for himself.

Then, a flurry of flame through the shadows. As always, when he turned around, he stumbled into Dorian, who was at last right where Trevelyan needed him to be. Without any energy left for self-restraint, Trevelyan flung himself at his cousin. His brother.

Dorian caught him like they’d rehearsed it and patted his shoulder. “Not taking this well, I see,” he said, and his gentle mockery was music to Trevelyan’s ears. “You’re all right. You’d better be, at least. Because I am definitely not all right, and you’ll need to support me in this trying time.”

Trevelyan choked on a laugh, or a sob, he’d never say with. “You’re insufferable,” he whispered against Dorian’s neck.

When Dorian pressed a warm kiss to his temple, he stilled. Heart thudding.

Dorian stepped back a bit, but lifted a hand to caress Trevelyan’s face. “Is this all right?” he asked. “Please tell me it’s all right.”

Trevelyan’s entire body hummed with the need to say, yes, to lunge forward, to let himself cling to just one thing in this wide false world. Instead, because he could not bear the thought of false pretenses, he looked away.

“Oh,” said Dorian. “My apologies. No hard feelings?” His voice was warm as ever, but his hand as it left Trevelyan’s cheek was shaking.

Trevelyan knew he’d hurt him, and that-- that he couldn’t have. He caught Dorian by the wrist and looked him square in the eyes. “I want you,” he said roughly, sick to his stomach. “Or anything you’ll give me. It’s just--”

“It’s just?”

“We’re brothers. Half brothers.” You don’t want me. I’m unclean. I’m tainted by doubt and the mark on my hand and my need to hold you close and never let--

A slow grin spread across Dorian’s face, and his eyes glinted. “Oh, is that all?” he said, leaning closer. “I’ve known for years.”

A year astray in a doomed world, Trevelyan finally found himself in Dorian’s kiss.

Re: FILL: Dorian/Male Trevelyan - Incest

Date: 2015-09-23 09:37 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
not op

Incest isn't my kink and yet this still made me smile. Oh, Dorian.

Re: FILL: Dorian/Male Trevelyan - Incest

Date: 2015-09-23 09:24 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)

I didn't think incest was my kink either, but I think the prompts here are converting me, haha.

Re: FILL: Dorian/Male Trevelyan - Incest

Date: 2015-09-23 03:15 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Ngh, I am suddenly really, really into cousin/half-siblings/otherwise-knew-each-other-growing-up!Dorian/Trevelyan. His reaction to seeing Dorian in future!Redcliffe was adorable.

Re: FILL: Dorian/Male Trevelyan - Incest

Date: 2015-09-23 09:25 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)

Thanks, I'm so glad you liked it :D

Re: FILL: Dorian/Male Trevelyan - Incest

Date: 2015-09-23 08:24 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)

This is incredible. Poor Trevelyan thinking it was his secret to bear. Of course Dorian wouldn't care. Thank you!

Re: FILL: Dorian/Male Trevelyan - Incest

Date: 2015-09-23 09:23 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)

Thank you, and thank you for the prompt! :)


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