AU: Fenris is the head of Starkhaven casino security and Hawke is an apostate mage and con artist with a team of outlaws, trying to rob it. So far 1 chapter that consists mostly of sarcastic bickering and sexual tension.

Fell Hawke would do anything to please his pirate queen, so when she says she wants to watch him with a man he jumps at the opportunity, only catch is he has to bottom. Seeing no other option he attempts to seduce his friend & rival, Sebastian, into breaking his vows. But there's a dark secret under all that shining white armor... Warnings: NSFW–Language, Smut, Slash & Kink abound.

Drovana Cousland grew up a Lady of Highever but with the deadly skills to battle should that time come. Never did she think that time would come so soon and after such tragedy. When she is thrust into helping end the Blight with a crew of companions, one of them, much to her surprise, becomes more than she ever expected to find as the world threatens to crumble around her.

Tabby Hawke and Isabela meet a certain Antivan assassin on Sundermount, and proceed to work out a mutually beneficial arrangement.

Every night Fenris followed her home. A silent guard for her. Neither of them knows why he does it, all they know is someone is going to break.

NSFW. Don't like, don't read. Various content cut for time can now be enjoyed.

Correctional Hospital AU. When Fenris is transferred to Kirkwall to carry out his sentence, he finds himself under the care of an enigmatic young doctor and in the company of a host of interesting inmates. Mature content. Updated weekly (generally).

Post-game Hawke and Fenris enjoy a lazy morning in bed. This is currently a oneshot but will eventually be a prologue to a finished fic. Fluff warning, mild smut (for now), etc. Fem!hawke/Fenris

Morrigan's unwilling journey towards motherhood and all its joys. A 2014 DA Reverse Big Bang entry to accompany Alamarri's fanart.

Morrigan encounters her reflection four times.

The silence is perfect and she is perfect and everything is perfect and you never thought there was a chance for something to be so...so right.

Sister Nightingale's old storytelling gift resurfaces.

Sometimes not even the heroes and the knights in shining armor can have their happy endings.

You knew nothing of love before he had looked you in the eyes for the first time, before you had run your fingers through his damp curls, before he had touched your brambled heart with the hand of a rose.

Once Leliana knew what feeling and color was. Now she's empty and everything is grey.

She likes the early mornings, because then she doesn't have to do much more than simply be.

It's all her fault for not being there in time. All her fault.

Another mighty war fortress is falling thanks to the tears in the Fade, and Cassandra is determined to discover the catalyst of this particular tear.

The Champion's dog has his own champion-ish moments. Or, where do those Torn Trousers keep coming from? Set between the prologue and Act I.

Part of a writing prompt challenge leading up to the release of DAI. Several members of the Inquisition take Cole out for a drink. Rated "M" to be safe. Its fairly mild but there is an instance of foul language and they are going to a tavern to get drunk.

Leliana reflects on her past and future with the (f) Warden Commander.

It's those blasted stones, the one's sitting at the bottom of her stomach every time Hawke looks at her, every time she feels herself losing her wings and growing roots in their stead. She's being weighed down, planting and intertwining with everything that this place has become, and Isabela fears that if she's not careful, soon she'll never be able to fly again. •F!Hawke/Isabela•

A drabble for my Hawke/Merrill love. Just fluff. Barely anything at all, but hey. I think it's cute.

After a while apart, Fenris comes back to Kirkwall to talk to Hawke.

Set somewhere in the first months of Origins. Traditionally awkward, Alistair tries to cheer up his friend, Laghanda Amell, the female Warden who feels the weight of her burden. NO romance, just friendship.