The Inquisitor has to leave Sky Hold to help done companions, leaving his two lovers alone. They decide to have fun on his orders.

Just a smut piece as a counterpart to Shadow. Enjoy! WARNING: DOM/sub, bondage, blindfolds, strap-ons

The only thing Ser Magna Trevelyan had ever wanted to do was to protect the innocent and do the right thing. Unfortunately, it's never that simple and far too easy to wind up on the wrong side of history. When your choices are between saving hundreds of lives and betraying the one person in the world you've come to trust, what do you do? Slightly AU kink-meme fill. Cullen/F!Trev

Control is everything when you're a mage of the Circle. Born a noble, not the heir or the spare, and the only girl, Meera Trevelyan has spent most of her life in one type of cage or another. When she's given the ability to be something more, can she abjure the teachings of a lifetime? - Cullen/F!Trevelyan, some AU elements.

Despite all their time together, Inquisitor Alarion still had doubts on whether or not Dorian actually wanted him. After all, the great Inquisitor of Skyhold shouldn't behave like a frightened little boy, right? No one would want him if they saw him for who he really was.

A surprise sequel to My Hope. After Cullen rescues Lana Amell from the fade, the two of them find their lives at a junction. With no Grey Wardens, no Circles, and no Inquisition, what will they do? All they have is each other and a lot of questions. Pretty much a bunch of fluff, some tears, then more fluff of Cullen, Lana, Leliana and others running around in Val Royeaux.

Someone walks out of Cullen's past and into Skyhold, and he discovers how little he really knew about an old friend. Spoilers. Takes place entirely post-Corypheus with an occasional flashback. Rating for frank language. Disclaimer: Cullen and most characters are property of Bioware from their DA: Inquisition game. Arisha is mine.

It wasn't like Inquisitor Alarion was scared to make the first move... h-he was just waiting for the right time! Thank goodness Dorian had a little initiative.

POST TRESPASSER: After discovering Solas' true identity and his plan, Nimwen must contend with the aftermath while taking care of her and Solas' young daughter, Lorien. However, change comes after a encounter with a mysterious elf who claims to know Solas' next move. As Nimwen and him chase down Solas, she finds herself learning more about Solas than she ever could imagine.

My first attempt at a Dragon Age Fanfiction. I'm typically a romance/drama author. This story is about Aedan Cousland and his sister Sara as they try to overcome tragedy and survive to become who they need to be. One a Grey Warden, the other a reluctant hero. Will they survive the blight?

The Warden-Commander of Fereldan has been ignoring the summoning of Warden-Commander Clarel, even with this new strange calling facing all the Wardens? Why? She has traveled to Vigils Keep to keep him accountable, to demand answers. Will she get them?

Fenris wondered why the mage was always so vague about huis time in the Circle. Will he be able to find out why? ch 1 replaced

A short story about my female Inquisitor, Naminé Trevelyan, and Blackwall. For all of you enjoying Blackwall fluff. When you fall madly in love, nothing matters. Even the lies fade into oblivion and there is chance for a new beginning.

A modern woman in Thedas Fic. This story is about a 24 year old woman named Hallie. She gets thrown into Thedas with her memory of how and why wiped clean. She learns she has a unique set of abilities and spends her first year in Thedas with a Dalish clan wandering the Free Marches. But, in a quick turn of events, she is forced into survival mode and on the run to any safe place.

The Blight ravages the land & the people of Ferelden are embroiled in a civil war. Death and destruction are found around every corner. Two mages from Kinloch Hold and an elf from the Denerim Alienage unite to stop the Blight alongside the fabled Grey Wardens, Alistair and Daveth. These unlikely heroes have more battles to win than just the war against the Darkspawn though. A/U****

Beowulf is the last of his kind. The last of his order. Preserved from a bygone age only whispered of in the oldest parts of the fade. He was saved using long lost magic and then found by venatori. Now he belongs to the inquisition. Ready to bare his teeth at those who would devour the world and plunge his sword deep in the chest of the dark magister. But what then?

Quelques OS se rapportant à ma fic Le Loup qui hurlait à la Lune, ou, l'histoire incroyable qui unit un fier apostat Elfe et une belle Dalatienne dont la sagesse transcendait les âges.

"The healer has the bloodiest hands. You cannot treat a wound without knowing how deep it goes. You cannot heal pain by hiding it. You must accept. Accept the blood to make things better." Mysteries unravel yet the past further tangles as Solas learns the true cost of one impulsive kiss. A fang. A feather. An arrow. A song. Can they bring it all together before it's too late?

One month after the coronation Amell found herself knocking on a door she didn't expected ever to return. A promise was a promise. Also posted in AO3 Part 2 of The Amell Chronicles

Opowieść o mojej Bohaterce Fereldenu, od samego początku.

Solas paints. The Inquisitor distracts.

Oh yes...that moment she was sobered enough to become the responsible Hawke. The Hawke that saved random apostates and templars and peasants and the whole fucking Maker-forsaken city. So of course she had to save the sad, silly, drunken Ferelden that she had somehow, inexplicably, fallen in love with.

Since the Blight, things hadn't gone the way Cousland had planned them. Between Alistair's requests for her presence in Denerim, the dealings of Amaranthine, and the title of Warden Commander being placed on her shoulders, little time was left to follow up after a certain assassin, but after slavers hit port with an old friend's brother in tow, a new crisis and old secret arise.

What if the Inquisitor hated being the savior just as much as Hawke hated being the champion? [m/m implied]

This is Dain Mahariel story. We begin his tale in the Brecillian Forest on the day his life would change forever