Entonces, detectará la mentira en tus labios, y logrará desenterrar hasta la última contradicción.

Origins with a twist: King Cailan has written Alistair into the succession and is ready to recognize him publicly. Loghain will do almost anything to keep that from happening. The darkspawn give him the perfect opportunity. Alistair/Cousland, featuring F!Tabris as the Warden.

Reluctant grey warden Aniol is in love with former Crow Zevran Arainai. After being an unwilling participant in the ritual with Morrigan he immediately cries out for his soul mate. Afterwards, Zevran confronts Alister with some harsh truths before returning to the sleeping love of his life. Pairing: Zevran/Aniol. Warnings: Rape aftermath. Mention of kidnapping. MATURE ADULT CONTENT

I used DA2 for inspiration. I own nothing all rights go to BioWare. This is my first attempt at writing a complete ff. Trigger warning, SA, child abuse, violence and sexual situations/ banter will be present in this story. Feel free to message me any questions or point out any spelling/ grammatical errors. Let me know what you think

Sequal to Sins Of Fathers. As the events at Ostagar ripple out across Ferelden, the survivors are left to come to terms with their catastrophic defeat. With whispers of treachery and a nation swamped with fear, they must plot their courses to continued survival. With hope in short supply, only one thing is certain; if left unchecked, the Darkspawn will destroy them all.

Marian Hawke, fifteen and now an adult, embarks upon a journey to lead her to her dream; to become a Knight of Ferelden! A keen-eyed huntress with a yew bow travels throughout Ferelden in the year 9:27 Dragon. Making her way as a drover guard in a merchant company with nineteen others, Hawke will travel throughout Ferelden and behold all it has to offer; both good and ill. (DAO AU)

"Is it fate, or chance? I can never decide..." Though Fate is a cruel mistress, ever fickle, ever heartless...your hardships might lead you to exactly where you want to be; where you're needed the most.

It's been over ten years since Fae left Ferelden, but much has changed since then. There's a new enemy, and this time it's threatening all of Thedas. The Herald of Andraste cannot face it alone. After a childhood spent in hiding, this elf is about to be dragged into the limelight. Bet she didn't See that coming.

When the Dreadwolf is your father and the Inquisitor is your mother, life is never boring. But when everyone is called to battle and no one will tell her what is going on, Elianna's curiosity gets the better of her. One angry ancient goddess, a mad dash through the fade, and a tumble through time later, Elianna finds herself in a changed world with a glowing green mark on her palm.

Contents of this fic: 1 Zevran: smooth as all-get-out, miserable, and totally unused to kindness. 1 Rhodri: appallingly awkward, embarrassingly kind, laughs at own jokes. Mix the two gently and carefully until combined, and point and laugh/despair (delete as applicable) at their boundless foolishness for added flavour.

A one shot of the scene where Rook and Lucanis commit to a relationship. I found it a little lacking in the game so I added a few additional things. Pretty fluffy.

Merrill is in for a surprise when she borrows books from Isabela that she assumes are about elven lore.

The Cross Roads can be a strange place. An over conversation leads to a fight between Lucanis and Rook. Of course Spite has to have his own say in it. Lucanis x F!Rook

I have lived a long time. Longer than anyone else should have to live. I have known many great and wonderful things, and many great and wonderful people. And I have mourned them all as they passed and I stayed. Such was the way of my world. But even that was not to endure. My world has changed. It began with the Breach, which led me back to the Dread Wolf.

Companion piece to That Slow Burn Feeling Jealousy fans the flame Female Rook: Allona Di Riva These are excepts from a much larger piece I am working on

As long as they're both still fighting, still surviving, it will have to be enough. And maybe they'll find a way to talk about this. About whatever this is between them. Later. When the world doesn't seem so intent on breaking them both.

Rook and Lucanis are both Crows who have known each other for years. When Spite makes an appearance, feelings get revealed. Set during that one scene that all us Lucanis lovers yell at

Professor Emmrich Volkarin finds his fellow Mourn Watcher in a compromising situation, one he's uniquely disposed to lend his expertise.

Set during the events of DAI. Two women. One, a noble human who believes she is destined for greatness. The other, an elf who doesn't think she's anything more than a weapon. Both thrown into the Fade, both cast into the path of a danger greater than they could imagine. Both are needed to defeat a foe that is seemingly unbeatable. Also up on Ao3

A rider passing through the quiet village of Warden's Rest. A storm, revealing a long-buried evil. What is a karasten's purpose when he is no longer part of the Qun?

The sky is asunder and the world is in chaos. Something needed to be done and someone needed to stitch all the pieces together- but there was no-one. So she was sent back. The Hero of Ferelden rejected by death to become their Herald, their Inquisitor. Will she find her place in a new life- a new love- or will the draw of the past prove too strong to truly forget?

No one will listen. It doesn't matter that she didn't mean to. Young necromancer Evelyn Trevelyan is ripped from her home, her family, and everything she knows. The Circle is a dangerous place, and trust is just one of many luxuries she can no longer afford. Without her parents or her brother by her side, Evelyn's one comfort is the great spectral wolf that finds her in her dreams.

He once came charging to her rescue, like a gallant knight, saving her from certain death. And now, after all the heartaches and lies, she prays he can save her again. Just a bit of dribbling, angst-filled sappiness that's been rattling around in my brainpan since playing DA: Inquisition. Feeling the need to write a Cullen-knight-in-shining-armor fic. Some smut later on.

Inquisitor Amelia Lavellan kehrt zurück von ihrem Ausflug nach Valence und bemerkt, dass Leliana sich verändert hat. Während sie mit Hilfe ihrer engsten Vertrauten, versucht die Freundschaft zu der Meisterspionin zu retten, kann sie nicht leugnen, dass ihre Gefühle für die ernste Sucherin immer stärker werden.

This is not what he expects. In fact, it is much further from any outcome he anticipated, and his mind is still swimming from all the choices he made that led to this point. But here she is: radiant, warm, and real. And she is here, with him—of her own volition, with a promise for the ages.