Keeping Secrets

Keeping Secrets: Chapter Eighteen

Rising Tension The rain has stopped, you realize, but the courtyard and the training areas are something of a mess. Large puddles are everywhere, the damp grass has been pulled up and mangled by the trampling boots of soldiers and merchants, and the training areas are exceedingly muddy. After getting beaten up in the rain, however, you’re quite certain Bull won’t call off the training due to the less than stellar state of the training…

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Keeping Secrets: Chapter Seventeen

Dangerously Comfortable You catch half-wisps of dreams again that night. You can’t remember any of them upon waking, but when you do wake, wrapped up in sweet-smelling warmth, you genuinely consider just rolling over and going back to sleep, something you almost never do. When you do roll over, however, a throbbing pain shoots up your hip. Ow. OW. OW! You sit up, telling yourself your watering eyes are due to the fact you just…

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Keeping Secrets: Chapter Sixteen

Making Friends You refuse to spend the night in the healing tent. There are too many people around, and too many of them think that you fucked yourself into serious injury. This is a rumor that actually needs to be counteracted, but it’s the sort of thing that picks up steam the more you deny it. A spicier rumor to distract would work, but you’re not sure what you can come up with that’s spicier…

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Keeping Secrets: Chapter Fifteen

Poor Decision Making You wake up in a haze of confusion and pain. Your head is pounding, a sure sign that you fucked up the night before. You hadn’t drunk as much as the first time; you at least have memories. You kind of wish you didn’t, however. You’re not even surprised to realize that you’re using Iron Bull’s outstretched arm as a pillow. It seems like “brutal mortification” is your new normal. Mercifully, the…

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Microblog: 2/1/25

I am attempting a schedule. Well, for these. Just for these. I also have a schedule for KS uploads (M-W-F). You know, no matter how many times I tell myself I needn’t keep a schedule, I really do fall back on them, don’t I? I’ll blame the autism, like I do for most things (or at least, those which I do not blame on the ADHD instead). Anyway, this month has been more health hell,…

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Keeping Secrets: Chapter Fourteen

Safe Was it insomnia or cold that kept you up through the night? It hardly matters now. The angry swelling in your ankle has reduced only slightly, despite the elevation, and aches brutally in the bitter cold. You give up on sleeping some time before dawn, struggle with your boot until you manage to wedge your swollen foot into it. The pain only intensifies. You limp your way out of the rotunda, and moan pitifully…

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Keeping Secrets

Keeping Secrets: Chapter Thirteen

Damage You dream. It’s such a welcome, soothing sensation, that as you slip in and out of consciousness, it feels like you’re dreaming the whole time. It has to be a dream, because you remember Iron Bull carrying you to his room, bundling you up in warm, soft blankets. Then all is lost in a hazy field of soft voices and warmth, none of which you believe is real. When you wake, it’s not with…

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Keeping Secrets

Keeping Secrets: Chapter Twelve

Breaking Point You spend the night angry. At first you’re angry at the men who ruined Sera’s little outing. Even if it was a terrible idea to begin with, you have no doubt that without the crowd and the slurs, it would have been an enjoyable evening of stealthily looking at Sera’s butt while she climbed. You even pass through being angry at Sera for her reaction to your perceived “elfiness.” What the Void was…

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Keeping Secrets: Chapter Eleven

Days Go By You spend the night tossing and turning, a combination of libido and insomnia keeping you up through the night. You’re certain you look like a mess by the time you roll out of bed, but you can’t bring yourself to care. You’re catching at least glimpses of sleep, and you’re confident that you can survive for a while like this. You’re just not happy about it. You dress as lightly as you…

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Keeping Secrets: Chapter Ten

Passing Time Your night is spent, ironically, staring at the ceiling. You manage to drift off a few times, but it doesn’t stick; the sleep just slides right off you. Twice, you wake with your hand between your legs, the ghost of imaginary lips on yours. The second time, you decide to just get up. It will be dawn soon enough, and that’s when Solas and the others are riding off. If you head out…

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