Set in Dragon Age: Origins, Awakening. Nymeria Theirin, formerly Cousland, is the Queen of Ferelden but everyone just calls her 'Warden Commander'. Duty to the wardens and Ferelden must come first, but what about poor Nymeria? Nymeria is a proud woman who likes to complain to herself a lot, this is her story as Queen from her point of view. F!Cousland and Alistair.

Arietta and Alistair's wedding night. Drunkenness. Humour. Fluff. A gift for Pervinca T for reviewing and just generally being awesome. Ties into my story The Sacrifices We Make but can be read separately.

To act on one's feelings is a difficult thing. It is a risk that can either lead to heaven or heartbreak. For those reasons Blackwall has decided to give The Inquisitor room to decide when their flirts will progress to more. Unfortunately their clear attraction and his steady pace are driving her mad, leaving her with only one option... Prompted via tumblr.

¿Qué pasaría si Alistair no llegase a pelear contra el Archidemonio? ¿Qué pasaría si Elissa Cousland tuviese que sostener a su amado en brazos? One-shot. Alistair/Cousland

A sequel to Laugh. Please R&R!

A young Serena Cousland meets Alistair earlier in her life under terrible circumstances. A bond grows between them before they find themselves torn apart. When they meet again the circumstances are once again dire. Can they overcome their past in order to secure Ferelden's future? Alistair/f!Cousland. Rated M for language and mature themes

'So you're into elves, huh' In which Fenris takes it like a man.

As the others leave Nicolas and Julien in the Fade, Nicolas finds himself caught between what is a Dream and what is real. Short sequel to Dragon Age: The Calling, follows in the line of From Warriors to Wardens and A crack in the glass.

Morrigan and Aeden Cousland's relationship through 'Origin's' and 'Witch Hunt' (New sequel being considered - based on 'Inquisition' storyline, IF warden is with her.)

La ví tan hermosa y no pude evitar cogerla para salvarla de los engendros tenebrosos. Me recordó a ti, tan hermosa en medio de tanta oscuridad (protagonista femenina maga). Momento rosa.Un loco y extraño impulso lo lleva a apartarse del grupo, acuclillarse ante la rojiza rosa y echarle un vistazo a ella que ríe provocando susurros en la brisa mientras habla con Morrigan.

A gesture of love can in the form of something as innocent as a bouquet of flowers. For Merrill, it comes as an entire garden. Written for Asexuality Awareness Week on tumblr.

"Again it was night around him and the terrible cold Ferelden rain pattered on the roof of Fort Drakon." - A short piece written as answer to a prompt on BSN. The topic was "Zevran's Death". This piece is AU to my current Zevran story. (At least I hope so...) - English translation of "Der Tod eines Meisters"

"Es war wieder Nacht um ihn und dieser schreckliche kalte Ferelden Regen prasselte auf das Dach von Fort Drakon." Ein kurzes Stück, das ich als Antwort auf ein *Prompt* im BSN geschrieben habe. Das Thema war "Zevrans Tod". Achtung, dieses Stück spielt NICHT in der Welt meiner fortlaufende Zevran-Geschichte (zumindest hoffe ich das...).

My own head cannon regarding Hawke and her crew between DA:2 and DA:I. With Inquisition coming out soon, I figured it was time to start posting. Hawke is targeted in a sinister plot to tear the veil, and she needs to rejoin with her old companions in order to bring them down. WARNING: This will not have a happy ending. Rated M for language.

When given the choice to face our greatest fears and failures, do we run, or do we embrace the present in hopes of forging a new future? Abandoned and betrayed by the woman they were most loyal to, they must now find trust and strength in each other and in a new companion or perish as they set out on a new journey into a long forgotten realm. (Note: Follows events after DA2.)

After the Resistance makes a discovery that can give them an advantage over the reigning Templars, Benjamin Hawke joins Anders and a woman from the Resistance on an expedition into the bowels of Kirkwall. Rated M for language and future gore.

"You did lie a lot for me, my dear. It only seems fair for me to keep my end of our bargain." She crossed her arms and glared at Him. "Tell me then, wolf WHEN did I ever say a lie? I trick and I mislead. I DO NOT lie. That is the way the fools tread, not I. Now give me what you promised. I promise not to tell any. You have a reputation to keep, after all."

It is 9:66 Dragon, and 60-year-old Cullen and Marian enjoy a day of relative peace to celebrate the marriage of their son and reflect on their life. Sequel to *Knight's Bloom* and *Catch a Dragon by the Toe*. A drabble inspired by the 30 Days of Dragon Age prompt: If your favorite character is alive at the age of 60, what are they doing?

A sequel to my fic, "I Would See You Unscarred." The quest to find the Urn of Sacred Ashes, to save the life of Arl Eamon and restore the Warden's sight. Dialogue will not follow the game. F!Cousland/Leliana pairing. POV switch each chapter. Story Complete.

"There is only stone. Tall, cavernous holds of rock and tunnel and deep, still quiet. She must remind herself that this is where she will breathe her last. There will be no sun to warm her when she dies." After twenty eight years of the taint, the Deep Roads finally call to her. This is goodbye.

A short ficlet about Inquisitor/Cullen and the many laughs and smiles he learns from her.

After the events on Seheron, Vixen has no place to run to. Memories of her life lead her to a place where she can hide and find something worth fighting for.

When the Fifth Blight threatens to destroy everything in its path, a group of heroes steps up to face it alone, but with a memory that haunts her every move, is Eilidh Cousland the hero everyone thinks she is?

After Queen Cousland has returned from Ameranthine, she is plagued with nightmares. Awoken one morning and sent to her study to think, something reminds her of the pinch of Andraste's Ashes she took on a whim from the Urn. Perhaps it is the solution to all her and Alistair's problems. Only one way to find out...

A Healer, yet a Blader. Bodies fall, but not from her blades. Henia Trevelyan admits to naivety, but is far from stupid. She's just a good person works for the best in any situation.