Inquisitor Alice Trevelyan shares a heartbreaking goodbye with her new husband as she goes off to stop the Viddasala's plans, not knowing if she'll come back. One-shot angst

Where one story ends, another may begin. This is the postscript to a game I was in set during the time of Dragon Age: Origins, and this is set between the end of that game and the beginning of Dragon Age Inquisition.

(Part of an Old Project) Because no matter what happens, Alistair will always be Hope's light in the never ending darkness that wanted to consume his mind, heart, body, and soul. (Drabble)

Another prompt from Tumblr, the prompt was 'Things you said with too many miles between us' for Dorian and Iron Bull. With Dorian's work keeping him in Tevinter, where Iron Bull can't follow, they're forced to relying on the sending crystal to keep their relationship strong, while only meeting in person occasionally. But how many years can that be enough for either of them?

Morlai Lavellan is overworked, over-exhausted, and over...well, everything. So, naturally, she seeks a little comfort in her Commander. Only, she gets a little more than she bargained for in the best possible way.

The Dalish has a very interesting, and barmy innocent fairy tale of me. They said I am one of Mythal's daughter, the goddess of hunt who watched over the animals and taught the elves to hunt with respect. Supposedly, I also taught them how to use fire, heal with herbs and magic, and spin fibers into ropes. Like I said, fairy tale.

Following the events of the Conclave, Elera Lavellan has scarcely had time to herself to fully understand just how drastically her life has changed. Above all, she has no idea how to handle her new title as the Herald of Andraste. How can she be a savior sent by the Maker when she doesn't even believe in Him?

Loosely based on Bloom by The Paper Kites. Josie and Lady Inquisitor Lavellan. M for implied/hinted/intended sex.

(Post Inquisition/AU) A night of passion after Corypheus's defeat yields unexpected results which places Inquisitor Levellan in a difficult situation – luckily, in the nine months to follow, she discovers she isn't quite as alone as she thought she'd be. Solas/Levellan. [FINISHED]

The Crown should be undivided. This was the policy of King Alistair and his Queen Lucilla while they struggle to rebuild Ferelden after the Blight. Their hearts, however, were a different matter altogether. Sequel to "His Queen's Courtship."

Sometimes, we have to go through a few misunderstandings, before we figure things out. Merrill/Cullen. Soulmate verse.

Krótki tekst o tym, co może się stać, kiedy templariusz przestaje być opiekunem Kręgu.

Sequel to Hunt of Sorrow. Jaeger has returned to Skyhold after his eventful trek through the Arbor Wilds, falling back into habit alongside Sera with teasing their bald-elf mage… but Solas has had enough. The Avaar is no longer safe in his dreams or outside of them... Male/Male, Omega/beta/Alpha AU, Knotting.

At the top of her list of things to do is survive. If she wants to do that, though, she needs to save Thedas from the Blight. Along the way, she'll have to put herself together again. Otherwise known as: "Ren's got no clue who she is, what she's doing, what's going on, or how she got here, but she's still gonna try and fix things."

What if there was another slave forced to endure the sadistic pleasures of Dararius? Well there was and her name is Lia. Read if you want to know more!

Um segundo e uma batida do coração. Mas um segundo não é rápido. É lendo, arrastado, a eternidade em um momento congelado. Um segundo é o que tudo parece durar, mas na realidade é mais. É uma sequência de longos segundos preenchida pelos grunhidos das criaturas sombrias, o tilintar das lâminas duplas de Leliana e o eco dos feitiços de Morrigan. E o peso da própria espada.

Cole just wants to help stop all the hurt he can and Ephiny Adaar just wants one day of solitude so she can finish her damn paperwork. However, some things are more important. A collection of short stories centered around Ephiny Adaar and Cole, feat. some other well known members of the Inquisitors inner circle.

A little drabble. Female Lavellen in love with Blackwall has just learned about his dark past. She now is on her way back to Ferelden and has an encounter with her Commander of arms...

One night in Haven, Commander Cullen is awoken by a frantic banging on his door. Who is knocking? None other than the Herald of Andraste. What does she want? Read and find out! F!Trevelyan; Mage Inquisitor; InquisitorxCullen. Fluffy-ish crackfic ahead; you've been warned.

Another prompt from Tumblr, the prompt was: Varric x f!hawke - Things you didn't say at all When Hawke joins the Inquisition, Varric decides it's time he is finally honest with her about his feelings. But will he have the courage to tell her before it is too late?

" Cole's eyes bored into Alistair, and he felt them peer into his very soul. "It doesn't matter that they don't remember me, what matters is I helped." "Kid, thank you, but I don't need help." "

Almost 1000 years after the fifth blight, despite the leaps in technology made by the world, the last grey warden has died. With the last defense against the Darkspawn gone, the world trembles as the Darkspawn, along with new and horrible enemies, begin their onslaught on Thedas. Only 2 people stand in their way, but can they find a new way to end the blight before it's to late?

This was written following a prompt from Tumblr: Things you said when you were drunk. Cullen finally unwinds and agrees to drinks in the Herald's rest.

Inquisitor Liara Lavellan is devastated by the loss of her once-beloved Solas. Stripped of her vallaslin, she struggles to redefine herself and pull together the inquisition and finds unexpected help from the mercenary leader, The Iron Bull. Story starts just after the Well of Sorrows. And good news for my followers: I finally know how I want this story to go.

He is true to his namesake, no matter what he believes. Pride's folly is something he finds he cannot escape. A series of vignettes as Solas comes to terms with what must be done. From the rending of the veil and beyond. Part II of Pride's Folly