After ten years of travelling, Alistair finds himself in the very first place he left behind. And there’s someone waiting for him.

“How much can a person regret before it consumes them?” The silence was heavy and tense, and for a moment she considered that Zevran might have simply walked away. -- Outside Castle Redcliffe, Lady Aeducan grieves for what might have been. Mid-game.

A/U: From the Landsmeet upto and After the death of the Archdemon. Leliana/Male Cousland. Full Title The Coldest Hour is Just Before the Dawn

Drabble about surprising costs - you know how it goes, I don't own anything...

aka, another sort-of response to the SiB songfic meme. 10 ficlets and a bonus 'flash fic' of various unrelated scenes in the game, mostly from the landsmeet on. Rated for non-explicit smut.

Templar Ibram has been called to the tiny, inconsequential village of Twowaters. Brief oneshot.

For the first time in his life Zevran was speechless. He had no desire for his fair Warden to die but just how was he to convince her not to sacrifice herself? Zevran x Surana

It was supposed to be a diversion, a pleasant summer spent in Denerim, but there were all sorts of games afoot... Part 3 of "Old Roads". PC/Zevran, PC/Cullen, PC/Zevran/Cullen. Multiple perspectives. Post-game.

This is my first fanfic in a LONG time. It's a "what if" story about the characters of the game sitting around their campfire telling stories.

Loghain rubbed his jaw and looked up into the overcast sky. "Maric, if you're listening, I hope you're having a good laugh."

A series of flirtations and conversations that take place throughout the game. Paraphrased game dialogue.

The King of Ferelden has hear the Calling and goes to answer it. One shot. Usual disclaimers. Tissues may be needed.

Not for Alistair haters. This is Vhrinn's final moments upon the rooftop of Fort Drakon

Léliana éprouve une certaine fascination pour la garde des ombres, parviendra-t-elle à passer outre la carapace de l'elfe? N'hésitez pas à me donner votre avis.

Experience the thrill of romance with Alistair. Alistair's first time with you. Alistair/any Female PC. One shot. This is my first fan-fic. I am a fan of Victorian erotica, so the wording and the style is in ode to such novels. Please be nice.

A dwarf commoner now grey warden Brosca!Fem tells a story that sheds light on her childhood and her first real encounter with the darkspawn and grey wardens in general. No, Duncan is not involved . Only minor spoilers.

“Wonderful – you’re both back.” The glare Sereda levelled at Teagan could have felled a charging bronto at a hundred paces and was, she admitted to herself as he recoiled in surprise, probably undeserved. A variation on the Fort Drakon rescue.

Ten drabbles from 10 random songs on my iPod. Set in the Giovanna Cousland/Alistair FitzTheirin ficverse.

Alistair/Cousland Sequel to 'Don't Let Go.' No longer heroes, Alistair and Aliea are seen as traitors to the throne and now their struggle is to simply survive... and protect a life that should not exist. R&R lime & lemon Currently On Hiatus

Lanen Cousland was living her normal life when a certain man came along and everything changed. Please R&R. Tips are welcome.

A response to a meme on Swooping is Bad. Some better than others.

Ahne challenges Sten to a duel, mostly to put him in his place for his disruptive and challenging actions. minor swearing

Neria Surana is lost, without purpose - until someone gives her hope and clarity.

the two grey wardens now betrothed start to prepare for the new life together

Alistair-break-up-after-he-becomes-king-the-insertprofanity scene adapted after 'I'm Not That Girl' in Wicked. Minor change in lyrics. Not really a song-fic. SLASH M!Amell/Alistair. One-sidedCullen/M!Amell. Minor swearing. R&R please.