DA2: Fenris/M!Mage Hawke friendmance. A sarcastic freckled redhead and an emo elf who doesn't know what to do with him. Rated for incessant swearing and occasional sexiness. Complete until I play Inquisition.

Shit. I've dropped into the Dragon Age world of all places. Bioware does not hold back on the insanity. Thankfully, I have something to help me adapt and thrive in this cruel messed up world. (SI-OC)(AU-ish)(Unedited Chapters)(Updates are rare)

Amaryllis is nine years old when she dies, or at least, she thinks she has. Until the next moment, when she opens her eyes and realizes she's lying on the forest floor, naked. Not knowing what to do or where she is, she walks, hoping to find someone who can help her, when she stumbles upon these people with big, strange colored eyes, and ears like she has never seen before.

Hawke's as much a mage as Fenris is an elf: skin-deep and, in their opinion, irrelevant. Another thing they have in common is they are trained warriors. Lastly, they both share the opinion that the other is tedious and annoying (this a widely held opinion). A story about coming together by being apart, about memory and meaning, and about when to shut up.

When Cullen went to his home village to meet with an old friend, he should have expected the trap. When the Inquisitor pleads with Dorian to use forbidden magic to try and save the Commander, the Magister is surprised - not so much by Maxwell's request, but for how readily Dorian himself agrees. There is no way it can end well.

Canon takes a brick in the face by the name of Carver Hawke. Or: The "modern character in Thedas" trope done a liiiittle differently. Maker have mercy on us all. Or: I can't find a fic where the transmigrated modern figure in Thedas actually massively changes canon from DAO to DAI, so I write it myself.

Maya's first solo camping trip was a challenge, but she was ready. Being transported to Ferelden, in the middle of nowhere, right at the beginning of the fifth Blight was a whole other dragon, so to speak. Her safest bet is, of course, the Warden and her band of misfits. As for how to join them, well, thank the universe for an easy to understand gaming system! (MGIT)

Fenris's life upends itself when he finds a wounded fugitive in an alley, after slavers attack him on the way home from the Hanged Man. With no money, no knowledge of Common and the barest understanding of Tevene, it becomes clear the only one in Kirkwall that could help her is him. A tale of love, betrayal and vengeance with court intrigue and magic. Story updated every 3 weeks.

The Blight has ended, but a new threat begins to reveal itself in Kirkwall. What happens when the legendary Hero of Ferelden gets thrown into the mix? And she's got about a thousand secrets to hide? Some she doesn't even realize fully yet herself? Romance. Mystery. Tragedy. Adventure. And constant sarcastic jokes. Multiple pairings. M for violence, language, and future smut.

Mahanon didn't like being Herald of Andraste. He barely believed in his own gods as a Dalish Elf please and thankyou. It's not like he needed companionship from other people either. But, if there was one perk that came with the job. It was the housekeeper. SI-ish? Plotbunny oneshot.

Vous êtes vous déjà demandé comment vous réagiriez, si vous tombiez dans votre jeu vidéo préférer ? Ceci est l'histoire d'une bande d'amis qui l'ont vécu. L'univers ne m'appartient pas, il est la propriété de EA et Bioware. Cette fanfiction est totalement non sérieuse jusqu'au plus haut point.

Catarina Lewis' life was never easy, but she was fighting to make her dreams come true. When she finally faced the truth- that life was simply not going as she expected, she was forced to make some big decisions. Instead, she found herself in Thedas. Now she is making choices by the seat of her pants, being swept into adventure with friends who make life and death look like a game.

Unable to die yet desiring freedom, the souls of the four slain Archdemons selected four souls to inherit their power and save Thedas. Four souls are trusted with the fate of a world, not their own however that doesn't mean they're going to save it in the traditional sense. After all, before they can save anything they have to discover who they are alone and together.

Once a proud hunter of the Sabrae clan, one young elf is ripped from her home to serve a cause bigger than any animal she had faced in the forest. Renya Mahariel ventures forth with the help of her unlikely companions to stem the tide of evil. But, as she is quick to realize, she is only one small elf in the middle of a large Blight. Cross-posted to AO3

Merely a creative story with words that you can read. Or not... Not sure where it will go. Including/ sappy romance, sarcastic humor, funny anecdotes, magic, and dragons. Also, m/f/m, fluff pieces at some point, more to be discovered. Warning! Trigger happy people stay away. I don't know how dark this story will get. I am going in without a plan. Alright. You have been informed.

Two women, bonded by trauma, take a leap of faith to a destination unknown. From hell they have come from; through hell they will journey to another land far from home. With their faithful canine companion, Thedas awaits.

Anders knows he's far from perfect. He's hurt and been hurt, he's loved and made mistakes. But there's one bright light in Kirkwall who makes him feel like none of that matters. (A collection of oneshots). Anders/Male Hawke

One day, the shadows will part, and the skies will open wide. When he rises, everyone will see. (How do you do a summary for something this big? Total retelling, Mahariel!Warden, mage!Hawke, Dreamer!Trevelyan!Inquisitor, worldbuilding, too many OCs, serious plot edits, primarily F/F.)

Chapter 6 replaced. Never sfw sequel to 'Through a Looking Glass Darkly'. Lilith - Morrigan's daugter - legendary enchantress and seeming plaything of aristocracy continues using her charms to expose, and exploit corruption, and unwittingly serve the greater good and old gods (The very kind comments made to this story were made for an earlier version, that was much less NSFW.)

The Path of the Night has been sealed, and the blood of the Medial Twins are casted out of the realm of the Gods. They are scattered, and one is thrown into a small, quaint world known as Thedas. With this uncertainty comes a meeting of fate. But will their light and dark strive off the marring? For the eyes of gods and monsters have turned to Thedas, and they hunger.

This story is being written for fun; my AU. It is not canon. It will span before DAO through all three games and then we will see. If you know me, you'll know I've added my own flare and chars to the story which can change the way NPCs think or feel. Some DA2/DAI players will be met sooner. As always, mature readers only. Story begins in the Western Hills with something unexpected.

"Dışarıdan bir ejderhayı andırıyordu ama içinde sıradan hiçbir ejderha da bulunmayan korkunç bir güç barındırıyordu. Karanlık onun etrafında dönüyordu çünkü karanlık aslında onun ruhuydu…"

"Lekelenmiş Eski Tanrı'nın çağrısında bizlere katılın kardeşlerim. Bizlere uyumadan nöbet tuttuğumuz gölgelerde katılın. Tahammül edilemez acılarla yerine getirdiğimiz asla bitmeyecek görevimizde bize katılın. Şayet bu şanlı yolumuzda bizlere eşlik ederken düşerseniz, fedakarlığınızın asla unutulmayacağına ve bir gün Yaratıcı'nın yanındaki sizlerin arasına katılacağımızı emin olun

With the Inquisition finally at its end, Morrigan and Leliana join the Wardens Mahariel and Surana to search for a cure for the Calling. Guided by a mysterious man named Sedullos, the group uncovers things that Thedas has long forgotten in the far west, and a conspiracy that threatens the world and the plans of a god.

With the Darkspawn twice defeated and farted on, what's next for the Ferelden Wardens and their glorious Mabari advisor? Various strange and stupid occurrences, knowing them. (Witch Hunt, and various non-game interludes)