"No, it was a goddess, an elven goddess, his goddess, who was not what the stories the Dalish told said she was. He could sense her, feel her too, within the taint. She was not divine. She was corrupted, just like the darkspawn. Just like him."

Ardal Cousland became a hero during Fifth Blight. All of his companions had stories spread about them through bards, but none more mysterious than his lover, the beautiful Morrigan, Witch of the Wilds. Discover how the Warden and his lover came together, and the journey of growth between the two of them.

After the end of the world, Adahla and Solas face what's left between them—and what might now have room to grow.

Life isn't fair and nothing is easy: how a mage survived the Blight

Set during the events of DAI. Two women. One, a noble human who believes she is destined for greatness. The other, an elf who doesn't think she's anything more than a weapon. Both thrown into the Fade, both cast into the path of a danger greater than they could imagine. Both are needed to defeat a foe that is seemingly unbeatable. Also up on Ao3

Hawke struggles to discover herself, her strength, and her place in Kirkwall through letters she writes to her father Malcolm. Conflicted with being a mage while believing in the Maker, she finds comfort in the company of Sebastian, a brother of the Chantry with his own inner turmoil. A playthrough story of DA2 with some AU elements. Completed.

Sequal to Sins Of Fathers. As the events at Ostagar ripple out across Ferelden, the survivors are left to come to with their catastrophic defeat. With whispers of treachery and a nation swamped with fear, they must plot their courses to continued survival. With hope in short supply, only one thing is certain; if left unchecked, the Darkspawn will destroy them all.

All Kieran ever wanted was to understand his father. All Aedan ever feared was that he wouldn't know how. When duty calls them away on a perilous mission, the battlefield becomes a place for healing. Between ancient threats and quiet campfires, they take the first steps toward something neither expected: family. This AU follows my Bards and Bastards universe. Canon divergent.

Marisia Park was having a good day, until she got home and turned on the TV. She had to flee her new condo and found herself in a park. She came upon a lake. A swirling light at the bottom drew her to jump in the lake and swim to the swirl ... in a large mirror. She touched the mirror ... and ended up in Thedas ...

"From Stone to Sky" tells the poignant story of Duran Aeducan, a dwarven noble from Orzammar who has lost everything to betrayal. For the first time, he steps out of the dark depths into the radiant surface world—a place he has only heard of in tales. A collection of short tales of the dwarfen warden that you don't see, in this kind of detail, in the game! Also some new stuff!

Origins with a twist: King Cailan has written Alistair into the succession and is ready to recognize him publicly. Loghain will do almost anything to keep that from happening. The darkspawn give him the perfect opportunity. Alistair/Cousland, featuring F!Tabris as the Warden.

The Antaam have taken Rivain and Antiva and now the qunari set their armies against the Free Marches. Hawke, the Champion of Kirkwall leads an alliance of Free Marcher cities against the invaders. The two forces will clash on the banks of the Minanter River.

Inquisitor's visit in the rotunda late at night is unexpected but welcome. Her presence proves to be disruptive in more than one way however, both to his focus and his resolve. Standing at the crossroads of duty and happiness, there comes a moment when he must choose. The desire to be 'a mortal' and the desire to be 'a god' do not go along, after all.

Written as little vignette type scenes to flesh out their relationship- where the clumsy Rook, ever prone to almost falling has caught the eye of a certain Antivan Crow. What started out of fear the woman would die without him always watching over her, slowly turned into him just... wanting to watch her.

After their return to Weisshaupt Rook and Davrin discuss what they've found with some of the Veilguard and then return to their cabin to finally relax for a night with their niece and nephew in tow.

Два врага встретились и почему-то не убили друг друга. 2024 год. Своим предкам: дедушкам Михаилу и Ивану и бабушкам Галине и Татьяне. Без вас не было бы нас.

Алистер серьёзно ранен, и Лира Кусланд не знает, куда себя деть от тревоги. 2024 год. Моей дорогой Ксюше С.

"Piss," Sera mutters, scrunching her nose at the bakery smells wafting up. Should be out doing something properly Red Jenny-ish, not sitting here watching her wife sleep like some creepy... watching... person. But everything's different now, after that elfy-wolfy bastard went and — Nope. Not thinking about that neither.

"How long?" Evelyn doesn’t answer right away. Her breath is all wrong, too shallow, like she’s trying to get a grip on something inside her that won’t settle. "Sera—" "How. Long." A pause. Then, quiet-like: "...A few weeks."

Frigging Winter Palace. All gold and marble and fancy bits, like someone took a perfectly good building and vomited rich people all over it. Makes her teeth itch, yeah? All these nobs in their stupid masks, playing their stupid Game.

Right. The plan. Proper simple, yeah? Step one: Sneak into the rookery. (Easy. Everyone’s used to seeing them about at weird hours-Eve’s nightmares make sure of that. Plus, Eve’s got that whole I belong here walk now. Which is funny, ‘cause Sera’s seen her practice it when she thinks no one’s looking. Like, why? Who’s she rehearsing for?)

"Oi! Herald!" Her voice is raw, breath sharp, lungs stinging like she’s inhaled knives. Stupid. (Should’ve brought more water. More arrows, too—not that they’d do shite against this gods-awful white nothing.) "Evelyn!" The wind howls back. No answer. The others gave up—"too dangerous," they said. "Wait till morning."

Funny thing about love- sometimes it comes at you all proper and noble-like, with fancy words and grand gestures and probably a hundred servants holding up signs saying " THIS IS ROMANCE" so you don't miss the friggin point, and sometimes it shows up in a kitchen at pissdark thirty, covered in flour and failure and trying it's best to make something special.

"Ten pages!" Sera yanks the letter out, waving it like a victory flag. Bits of paper snow everywhere. Proper fancy paper too, not the cheap stuff—Evelyn probably spent ages picking it out, because that’s what she does when she’s nervous, makes everything too perfect. "Ten whole bleeding pages of 'please let me court your Jenny' complete with family trees and everything!"

Fenris would love nothing more than to forget his past and Garret Hawke might just be the man who could help with that. Fenris tries his best to pull away, but the gravitation just might pull him back again. purple, male!Hawke/Fenris. Rivalrymance 100% Eventually there might be more adult themes, but rated T for now.