After dying and somehow being reborn a young James Racer finds himself in the middle of the Mass Effect universe. He must now figure out how to survive, and find answers to why he is here.

"There is a dead darkspawn on the hood of my car." How one modern man deals with his sudden appearance in Ferelden. Rated T for strong language, violence, and sexual situations. OCs plus the entire ragtag DA:O team.

My disappointment with the original ending of Mass Effect 3 was, I think, shared by many. At the time I thought I had to do something about it. What I didn't expect was for my wish to be granted by being transplanted into the Mass Effect universe, where I had to fix an awful lot more than I expected. A phrase about writing a check and having to pay came to mind...

Has your sense of direction ever gotten you into trouble? Mine's so bad that it's capable of breaking the laws of physics. Once, I went for a walk in New Zealand in 2014, and ended up on Mindoir during a batarian raid in 2170. Where I met someone. Self-insert (SI), cover by Pretend Fiction.

Shepard knows that destroying the Reapers will kill her. Trouble is, she's never been good at dying. The explosion of dark energy from the Crucible thrusts Shepard into a totally different universe. Post ME3 ending, DA2 Act 2 beginning. Please note that this is not a FemShep/F!Hawke fic. THIS STORY HAS RECENTLY BEEN EDITED TO ALIGN WITH GAME CANON REVEALED IN DA:I

Waking up on Eden Prime is not how I wanted to spend my weekend. Stranded in a strange new world with stranger characters, I skirmish with Shepard against Saren in a epic struggle to survive. When one's reality is warped and the pressures of the Galaxy are closing in on them, can they deal? Probably. Rated T for Profanity.

Follow William May as he learns and adapts to the new reality he finds himself being thrown into. Will he survive the years to come and help save the galaxy? Or will the actions of his enemies cause the cycle of death to continue? NOTE: This is a Self Insert that takes place before and during the events of the first Mass Effect game. Rated M for Sexual themes and language.

Self-Insert, but not like you have ever read before... I went to the hospital, for a routine procedure. I wake up a 168 years later, in a YMIR mech. Thankfully, Someone is there to help me though this trying time, but he may not have my best interest at heart...

When a techno-geek is thrust into the realm of her favourite game, she must help unite Ferelden. Will Ferelden still stand tall or crumble under the might of the darkspawn? Will she help or hinder in its fight? Will Sten ever get a cookie?

Saren is dead and the Reapers have been defeated- for now. But nothing stays the same, no matter how much you want it to. For some, the spoils of our first battle was survival. For others, even that was withheld. Now it's time to fight again, to reclaim what was lost. Sequel to the Transmigration Effect. Increasingly AU. Cover design by @markgdaniels. Sequel now up!

Some days you just can't win. When I went to bed last night, I had normal problems. Bills. Work. That sort of thing. Today I woke up on the cold ground, a cybernetic plate welded into my head and a ruthless taskmaster holding me at gunpoint, forcing me to play gopher in a universe on the brink of extinction. I'm on the edge of the frying pan, looking into the fire, ready to jump.