Face your daylight horrors!

Get up and watch the sunrise, feed the beast within, then face your daylight horrors.
(Except acorns, it is totally fine to avoid those whenever possible. Seriously, they bother me.)

I am an emotional and enthusiastic person, so here there will be feelings! Mostly good feelings, but awkwardly expressed. That is just how I do things.

cherith:

A/N: For combination-nc on her birthday.
This could, if you wished it to, go along with the other Bethany/Isabela stuff I’ve written (not that there’s a ton of it, but it’s out there). 

Title: The Whole Story
Pairing: Bethany/Isabela
Rating: Not exactly what I’d call M, but let’s say NSFW?
Summary: Bethany asks Isabela to write a story about them, but Isabela suffers a bit of writer’s block.  

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Isabela sat her table in the Hanged Man with quill set to parchment and an a bottle of ink in just the right spot ready for when she needed it.  Only she hadn’t needed it at all yet, and it was distressing her.  At least once Varric had come over and pushed a tankard into her shoulder wondering if she had anything written yet.  She hated that she only had a single line on the parchment to show him.  Not that it was a race or anything of course, but there was always gold or drinks on the line when one of them finished a story, and Isabela didn’t like to lose.

She tapped the quill against the table, ink dropping in dark dots against the wood.  It filled in divots from knives and mugs and she had to move her parchment more than once to keep from staining it.  

Under some perfectly delicious amount of duress she had agreed to write Bethany a story.  Writing fiction about one’s friends when it was understood that they might read it once it was published, where she could claim some ignorance over the matter?  Well, that was one thing.  Writing a story for Bethany - beautiful and despite her recent best efforts, still desperately naive Bethany - was another thing altogether.  Especially if she was to keep their names intact.  

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Oh my goodness, as I say over and over, but this is so delightfully wonderful. And not only because it is both sweet and sexy as stories with Bethany and Isabela (the most va-va-voom of all the pairings!) are, but the very idea of writing someone you love a story, for and about them, and the meaning and weight and difficulty of names, and then letters. Ooh, letters! Thank you, thank you so much!