Solas becomes the victim of Keela's undivided attention.

This is a really sweet experimentation first lesbian/love/sex interest for Merrill and Maren (Fellow F/Elf Clan Member). This is part of a larger work: So This Bitch Walked Into the Hanged Man Ch.4; however, ch 1-3 are F/Hawle/Isabella romance/angst. I'll be on hiatus from 11/1/2015-12/15/2015. Miss you guys. Be back soon.

Senior Warden Talise of the Wandering Hills must make a decision that will effect the future of the Grey Wardens. This is a simple character introduction story.

Mass Effect AU where Admiral Rutherford of the Systems Alliance enlists the help of one Commander Trevelyan in the hopes of putting an end to Samson's smuggling operations on Omega.

Cullen and Cassandra are lovers first and soldiers second - or so Cullen thinks. But when the Inquisition calls for service beyond swords, the truth may be something altogether different. Can their love survive their duty? And is it worth saving, in the end? Sequel to The Happiness of Flowers, but can be read on its own.

Samson can't quite figure Nathra Lavellan out. Every time they interact, all his expectations of her get shattered as she shows him new sides of herself.

Dorian knows how to deal with pain—drinking and sex. After he fails to reconcile with his father, however, neither of those work. Dorian never thought to try helping someone else with their problems. Part 1 of The Jenny and The Ox series.

When I fell asleep last night I didn't expect to wake up in Ferelden. Only, that's exactly what happened. Now I'm on the Imperial Highway in 9:28 Dragon and I've been tasked by a mysterious letter to help The Warden through the Blight. Self-Insert.

What would've happened if both twins had escaped Lothering and instead Malcolm was killed by the Ogre? What happens to Hawke when he turns to blood magic because of his father's death? How would the city react to two Champions of Kirkwall on opposite sides of the Mage Rebellion? Watch as Crimson and Claudia shake the very Dragon Age.

Love. Grief. Words are weak. Sad surrogates that cannot hope to truly embody the truth. What we feel. What we are. It is not enough to say.

A one-shot based on Fenzev's story, Dearest Father, in honor of Father's Day. Hawke has a dream of the time she first found out she was a mage.

Dorian works at the research library at the University of Orlais. Lavellan can't find cookbooks. (Modern AU)

By any means necessary. That's what Trevelyan had told him when he'd asked her about her plan. It doesn't sit easy on the shoulders of a man who's spent his life trying to do the right thing, but there isn't any other choice. This strange woman is Thedas' last hope of survival. And somewhere along the way he's fallen for her. (Slow burn)

Playing mediator between Hawke's more volatile companions is an exhausting job, and Varric is glad to return to The Hanged Man to unwind. Isabela is waiting for him, unexpected company, but not unwelcome, and inspires a new piece of writing. (Friends with benefits, nudity, mild nsfw.)

This is a sweet little, awkward-filled, humorous, romantic attempt the ineptitude of inexperienced love between one really cute dwarf and a slightly dense (emotionally unaware) Inquisitor. I'm keeping it cute and very teen rated for the moment. I'll be on hiatus from 11/1/2015-12/15/2015. Miss you guys. Be back soon.

Iron Bull asks for trebuchets to boost morale.

Duncan's recruitment of Alistair to the Grey Wardens. (Companion fic to "Bring Him Home.")

After the events of the Witch Hunt DLC but before the Inquisition begins, Aedan Cousland contemplates on what he now strives to protect.

On her way to find a cure for the Blight, the Warden receives grave news from an old friend of a terrible loss. One that her quest had prevented her from saving.

On a day at the museum, I'm dragged through a mirror by a demented elf seeking to take over the entire realm. On the way, the Spirit of Duty saves me and lands me in Flemeth's clutches. Now I have no choice but to live my life as a mage (why a mage?) and "save the world" from the Blight and this elf. Good thing Morrigan's here to suffer along with me. An SI fic.

This is a F!Mage!Hawke/Fenris that I started a long time ago, when Inquisition was a twinkle in our eye. I remembered it recently, reread and edited the first chapter and thought it worthy of finishing. This will be AU, but mostly follow the game timeline. TEMPORARY HIATUS: CONCUSSION REVEALED A LONG HIDDEN CASE OF ROCKY MOUNTAIN SPOTTED FEVER. LONG HIATUS. SORRY.

The Inquisitor and her Commander indulge in a very short, light-hearted commentary on (Thedas' version of) 'The Art of War.'

We all know the wardens companions... but what about Mazaana, the mysterious elf with lyrium infused tattoos? Bad at summary's. Please read. first story. R&R?

Various oneshots/drabbles about my Warden, Isabel Cousland, and Alistair.

The provoking young Cousland Grey Warden stands squarely in the way of Anora's ambitions.