Dorian Pavus is the fated mate of Inquisitor Rosen, who is also secretly a white dragon tasked by the Maker and Andraste to save the world. M/M Pairing: Dorian Pavus/Rosen Pavus Warning: MATURE ADULT CONTENT.

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.

Loghain is stuck in Skyhold waiting for the Inquisition's assistance with the false Calling. Fortunately for Varric, he's bored enough that he might answer questions about the unlikely courtship of the Hero of Ferelden.

With death comes life. This life will change the world for better or worse. a somewhat self-insert into the world of Dragon Age.

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

Sequel to "Warriors - Sophi'Gaelea" She's traveled the width and breadth of Thedas in search of her way home. Her ties and her findings have now brought her to the Hinterlands where she witnessed the creation of the Breach. Sophi'Gaelea had resolved to avoid the Inquisition in favor of her search, but instead she finds more than she ever believed she might.

"To understand the Inquisitor, you must understand her two most defining traits: her ability to obliterate anything in her way, and her inability to actually find her way. Maker's breath, I worry about that woman."

Inana Lavellan can't see most things - not in the waking world, anyway. The Fade is another matter, shining like a beacon just beyond the Veil. Imagine her surprise when a "spirit" she has known in the Fade since childhood appears in the waking world as a man calling himself Solas.

[Currently remastering] Hawke's as much a mage as Fenris is an elf: it's complicated. Another thing they have in common is they have broken hearts. 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.

Wilda Cousland, the Jewel of Highever, comes of age into a world of intrigue, turmoil, and really awful parties. The one bright spot in her life is the oldest son of her father's dearest friend. But when war, duty, and betrayal rip her world apart, does she have the strength to hold on to their unlikely bond? Or will her heart and her drawing arm lead her to safer shores?

Varric asks Fenris for a favor before he and Hawke go into the Deep Roads. What will this favor turn into and how will it change Fenris' life? Rated M for later content

He had always known she was different from the others, long before she woke up. [Solavellan drabbles I just felt like writing; will they ever make sense? will they ever be connected? who knows. slight AU; rated T for mild violence; fluff and hurt/comfort]

It was a pathetic little attachment. A passing crush. How many girls had fallen prey to such stupid flights of fancy because the pretty Templar had smiled at them rather than scowling? But he wasn't like them. She'd learned that several times over already, and to pretend otherwise wouldn't be fair. That, however, made her feelings no less foolish. [Cullen/F!Trevelyan]

Mina Hawke's arrival in Kirkwall brought Varric all the excitement and fame and fortune he was looking for ... and a few things he hadn't expected. The other story Varric could never tell.

Cailan tiene un encuentro en la biblioteca que irá moldear su juventud.

A modern day woman dropped into the "ass end of Thedas" and forced to contend with demons, mages, and the occasional unwelcomed everything. With no idea how to use anything more sophisticated than a sledgehammer, Jaime makes her way through this chaotic mess and prays it's just some typical, cliché movie trope that she'll wake up in her world after a who-knows-how-long coma.

Born into wealth and privilege, second only to royalty, Octavia Cousland is the perfect picture of noble women. The betrayal of her family leaves her alone, grieving her lover's death, grieving her family's death, shallow and broken. Despite all she had lost and suffered, the emptiness and numbness she felt, she found herself forced to take up arms and defend Fereldan.

AU DA2. Mage!Hawke escapes the Gallows. Hunted by Weisshaupt and Chantry forces, Warden Tabris seeks to cure the taint. The Ferelden Circle of Magi rebuild at the Temple of the Ashes. Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Silent Grove now up. Alistair, Varric, Isabella, Zevran, Hawke and Fenris take on Yavana.

With Thedas in crisis, the Inquisition finds its reluctant hero in Tharin Trevelyan, a former templar turned the Herald of Andraste. But Cullen Rutherford finds much more in Tharin, and the two are inexplicably drawn to each other. A frightened Cullen chooses duties, resorting to something drastic. His ill-advised action will hurt both men, perhaps irreparably.

Go to the Chantry conclave they said, it will be fun they said. Oh, how wrong they were! Now, Evelyn Trevelyan finds herself in the thick of the Inquisition with a bizarre glowing mark upon her hand, and hailed as the Herald of Andraste. To top it off, she is dealing with conflicting emotions and awkward encounters with Cullen; for his first love, the mage, was Evelyn's sister.

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.

The story of Amelia Treveylan: rogue, smart ass, with divine bad luck, and her journey to becoming the leader of the Inquisition, falling in love, and saving the world. Bull/Inquisitor/Dorian Treveylan/Krem Treveylan/Josephine

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.

The invasion of the darkspawn begins anew, King Callen rally's his army's alongside a Order of warrior know as the gray wardens, while they prepare to defend the kingdom of Ferelden and its people these foul creature, little do they know the true threat to the kingdom lays within! side note, this story is in the early stage of development, I'm focus and finishing the story first.

In the windswept dales and rocky plains of the Free Marches, a young Dalish woman struggles between the weight of duty, and the pull of something new and unknown. She has always been quiet and deferential - but when a new arrival shakes her complacency, will she rise to the challenge? F/M OC x OC pairing. Angst, rivalry, enemies to friends to lovers. Rated T compliant. PRE ORIGINS!