anonymous asked:

*whispers* fenhawke fic where she pampers and spoils fenris and he likes it/is kinda smug about it

She pulls the blanket around his shoulders, and he feels gentle fingers brush away his hair. She kisses the space she’s created, then gives him another, and another – a kiss for each dot on his forehead. Brushing thumbs against his cheekbones, giving him a smile as she straightens. He crosses his arms on the table, leans forward and watches her as she goes. Humming as she works, moving to the counter, and carefully chops carrots. The celery is already diced, and the oil is beginning to boil. Fenris rests his head in his arms, listening to the pop and hum of cooking vegetables.

Behind his eyelids, the world swims, and he only barely feels her hand slip through his hair. She pulls up a chair as she rubs circles on his back, her other hand on his arm as she leans forward. She rests her cheek against his shoulder, and yet still he wants more. “You should be in bed,” she tells him, “I can bring the soup to you as soon as it’s done.”

“No,” he grumbles. He listens to Hawke’s soft laughter, and she peppers his shoulder in kisses before she’s off to check on the soup. He lifts his head only slightly, peering through bangs to see her stir in tomatoes, salt and pepper. She tucks hair behind her ear as she takes a wet rag to the counter, cleaning knives and the chopping block, cleaning as she waits for the soup. She smiles when she catches him watching, when he lets his head drop yet again.

She presents a warm bowl, a handful of crackers. Resting an elbow on the table and her chin in her hand, watching as he eats. He swallows as much of it as he can stomach, before it rumbles its displeasure. “Best not to push it,” she says as he lets the spoon rest in the bowl. “You can always have more later.” She stands and he stands with her, following her around the kitchen. He lets his head rest on her back, and she reaches back to scratch his head lightly.

He follows her like this to the study, curls up beside her on the couch. Resting his head on her lap as she runs her fingers through his hair, brushes them against his cheek. Making sure the blanket covers all of him, giving the tip of his ear an affectionate tweak. The sickness… well, perhaps it’s not that bad. It’s not that bad and yet – he snuggles in even further, closing his eyes as she opens the book. The sound of her voice is soothing, the warmth of her even more so.

This is not the first time he’s been sick since he came to Kirkwall. It is the first time someone else has known. She had insisted he stay with her, telling him “let me look after you.” He could have suffered this himself, on his own, without any great trouble. But she tells him to rest, brings him water and reads to him – makes him soup. He forces himself to sit up, her arm still draped around his shoulders, buries his face in the crook of his neck.

She puts the book down, holds him completely. He smiles, relaxes into her embrace. She’s murmuring quiet things, whispers of love, and kisses the crown of his head. No, it’s definitely not that bad, not bad at all.


from la cha ta to 4 walls, f(x) is a group that sets trends and dominates every genre given to them. whether it’s happy songs about love, how they’re one of a kind, to the confusing mechanisms of love, f(x) has mastered it. every era f(x) has done is iconic in their own way, and their meu fanbase is proud to stan such a talented and multifaceted group.



*cracks fingers* Right. There’s been a lot meta about this scene from whether Keith unintentionally made Lance feel worse because he dismissed Lance’s concerns to why Lance chose Keith – of all people, to go to about his insecurities when he easily could have gone to anyone else on the team. But this here? This is what stands out for me.

Keith might not have said the most comforting thing initially (which…I think has more to do with him not being the best at the whole comforting others thing which is understandable considering his backstory) but when the first mission after Lance confessed to feeling like he doesn’t belong on the team and doesn’t have a lion to pilot, this is what Keith does. Keith offers to sit out of the next mission, and lets Shiro pilot the black lion. Furthermore, he doesn’t ask Lance to return the Red Lion back to him signaling that Keith more or less handed over the Red Lion to Lance.

Keith has gotten a lot of flack for his leadership skills both in canon and in the fandom for understandable reasons, but this is a great character and leadership moment from him. He took Lance’s concerns to heart, even if he couldn’t comfort Lance properly, and then took action to remedy the conundrum without putting anyone else but himself on the spot. It’s unselfish and caring all at once.

More than the bedroom scene – which was a great Klance moment, the scene that followed it truly cemented what a great scene the former was. Without this scene, I think the bedroom scene would have felt way more lacking for me.