And I suppose one's clinging to a heart beat is the strongest force in the world.

"You can't be here." - "You can't be here either, right? Because you're dead. At least that's what I was led to believe." Six years after Anders staged his death in order to flee Vigil's Keep, the Warden Commander comes to Kirkwall with the intention of making him pay for his betrayal. Rated M for language and also for violence, just to be on the safe side.

Theron Mahariel has always hated the flat ears for what they had done to his family and what they stand for. But a late night discovery brings with it a startling new stranger, and with her the chance to see a side of life he had not cared to know. A 'First Meeting' One-shot between Origins. F!Tabris/M!Mahariel

War is ever a tragedy to those who live it, and one cannot go back. It will always leave its mark. This is the story of one city's struggle to survive. Of how her people rose up in the face of impossible odds. How they fought, died...and, eventually, won. A novelisation of the final battle.

F!Hawke has been giving Fenris some reading lessons. One day, she picks out a tongue-in-cheek book for him to read, which leads to him receiving lessons of a completely different kind. One Shot. Rated M for passionate kissing scenes, does not go further between them. Plus a trigger warning for brief talk about past abuse.

Nonna kills Loghain. Alistair abdicates his claim to the throne. The Archdemon is killed. You know, just little, everyday things.

While working to repay her debt to Athenril, Marian takes an opportunity to explore the Kirkwall Circle library. Her chance encounter with First Enchanter Orsino becomes the first step towards a restructuring of the delicate power balance in Kirkwall. [On hiatus]

"Patience, Hawke - it is a virtue." "Well, it's a damn difficult one!" She paces. Varric drinks. Post-DA2, Varric meets up with Hawke after his interrogation. Inspired by an interview with Gaider, where he mentioned something like this almost happened.

Sorting through the racks has never been quite so titillating. An awkward romance of star-crossed strangers, as relayed by a very naughty dwarf.

After Alistair's royal confession at Redcliffe, Warden Aina Aeducan mourns the loss of trust in their relationship. WIP, probable one shot.

Risa Aeducan, former princess of Orzammar, has a job to do. And she'll use whatever means are necessary to get it done. When she spared Loghain in the name of honor and conscripted him, she found she'd lost - and gained - more than she imagined possible. (Follows the Warden through Origins and Awakening.)

The archdemon is dead and the Five Heroes of Ferelden thought that they had earned a small moment of peace. But an old enemy of the Wardens has risen from the ashes with the intent of finishing what it started years ago at any cost. The Five Heroes must come back together and head out to war with new allies. Rated M for violence/language/adult content. Sequel to The Five Wardens.

Alistair has a hankering for his lover F!Tabris to, let's say, be with other men. They go travelling with Zevran to find Kallian's old friend Anders, and find him in the Hanged Man with Varric and Fenris. Smut follows. You have been warned. Cross-game, obviously AU. Very NSFW.

Tragedy tears them apart, and one is sent away to the Circle Tower. Ten years later tragedies will bring them together once more, but can the Cousland sisters work together for the good of Ferelden, or will it take more for Avery and Addison to put their hidden agendas aside? -Couslands, (one with mage background), slightly un canon- T-rating to go to M in later chapters.

It has been 6 weeks since Sebastian Vael retook Starkhaven. He and his people are just beginning to rebuild when a strange letter arrives. (Yes I know bad summary! )

"I have always wanted adventure," Aileen told them, "but not like this. It was not supposed to happen this way. My parents were not supposed to die at the hands of a Howe." She spat the name like a curse. "And now, I'm going to kill the bastard no matter what it takes. Even if it consumes me." Strong head-canon, slight AU. Part I of my Aileenistair series. Currently rated T.

Alistair is visited at the Hanged Man.

Telum never wanted to be this way. The fire that burned in her veins from the blood mages' experiments branded her for life, much like the lyrium warrior she meets when Hawke and company is sent by Marithari to retrieve her when she is fed up with being hated. 12 years she was ridiculed and scorned, but when Hawke takes her into her little circle, a new beginning arises. Fenris/OC

Lyna Mahariel has always been a survivor, but when a Blight threatens to destroy all she loves, she must learn to be something much more: a savior. A closer look at Dragon Age: Origins.

"Morrigan watched the reaver glower his way through another midnight watch. She could see it seething beneath the surface, the wild, darkly passionate side that he kept locked away behind that tightly drawn mouth and saturnine stare. How she longed to discover just how sinister he could be when pressed. To experience his touch for herself..." One-shot, Morrigan x Cousland.

How the Hero of the Fifth Blight rose from nothing to become a legend - and found unexpected companions, and love, on the way. Fem!Tabris/Leliana. Update: A curse is broken.

On the road north of Kirkwall, an elf and a mage walk into an inn.

Adean never thought he'd fall for a Tavern Waitress, and Bella never thought she'd be his someone special. Not much of a summary, but this should do. Rated T for Suggestions, Language, and Violence.

Collection of ficlets looking at an AU of my Ria Hawke. Changes from her canon include Bethany's death in the Deep Roads, a lack of relationships with Isabela and Anders, and the addition of a rivalmance with Sebastian. Dates will be listed when not in order. Cover art by Whitethornwolf. (Canon!Ria can be found in The Champion's Letters and my WD ficlet collection.)

They were supposed to be free; callused fingers curled around bowstrings, silent footfalls in the underbrush. Through mild summers and harsh winters they would roam, one scarcely seen without the other in tow.