Soulmate AUs

[ladyvoldything]

1: your soulmate’s name is on one wrist and your enemy’s name is on the other and you have no clue which is which.

2: your heart (and chest) glow when you first meet (or touch, if you prefer) your soulmate. Hopefully it's someone you like.

3: you're colorblind until you first see (or touch) your soulmate.

4: you're born with the first word your soulmate will say to you tattooed on your skin.

5: it's impossible to lie to your soulmate.

6: only your soulmate can kill you.

7: after you meet your soulmate, the two of you hear the same background music during important moments/events for the rest of your lives. not always romantic, lmao.

8: wild card!

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[undwarfy]

Varric's eyebrows shot up somewhere near his hairline. "Last I checked, Warden Sunshine, being overtired and fresh out of spare shits to give is far from impossible."

It was a kindness, something to spare the conversation from the fairy-tale impossibility Bethany was clearly thinking of. And, honestly, the far more likely answer. Being a Grey Warden had changed the younger Hawke; the eternal ray of sunshine had hardened somewhat into a sharper, edged, slightly bitter woman. Varric was far from surprised to hear her unable to shroud harsh reality in a fluffy cloud of bullshit.

[sunshinethroughgrey]

Bethany let out a choked noise, before she let out a laugh. It was a weary one at that. Varric had an excellent point. She flashed him one of her brightest smiles, around tired eyes, and shook her head as she picked up her fork again, "Of course, that has to be what it is. Too many hard miles from here to there."

A sip of her drink, another mouthful of food, before she continued, "At any rate ... it was rather a harrowing journey, all things considered. I wondered why there weren't more Inquisition patrols on the road. Well, that or I simply have the Hawke luck that is somewhere close to deplorable."

[undwarfy]

He reached out and patted her on the shoulder lightly. By some miracle, only a flicker of seething, murderous rage showed in his eyes.

"Sorry you had to go through that, M'lady Sunshine." He's always insisted on calling her that, even if she never got the chance to live as a noblewoman. "I'm glad those shitheaded putzes are dead."

[sunshinethroughgrey]

She gave him a wry smile, waving her hand slightly to sweep away the murderous rage. Which is ... faintly flattering.

"Well thank you, m'lord Scribe." She got a wry look on her face, her lips pressing together. "I didn't like doing it -- but honestly I ... was so scared. Scared that something else would be taken away from me so I just. Did what I had to do."