EavesdroppingVarric leaned against the battlements, staring out over the ongoing project that was Skyhold. Cavarin Hawke stood beside him, her blonde hair whipping in the wind, her lightning blue eyes scanning the courtyard below.Eavesdropping by artfreak959
“How did you get Broody to let you come?” he asked, glancing up at his closest friend. She gave him a wry smile, her light laugh like music after how long it had been since he’d heard it.
“I told him that if he came, you’d insist on calling him ‘Broody’, and making constant jokes about our private affairs.” She sighed, and her smile faded, the sorrow and pain in her eyes so out of place compared to the Hawke he remembered. The Hawke who didn’t have to worry about or clean up after the shit Blondie pulled.
“Honestly?” she added, shifting her weight. “He doesn’t know I’m here. You know as well as I do he’d get himself killed for me if that’s what it took. And I couldn’t let
Half Full Chapter 1Maeve Amell tossed and turned in her bedroll restlessly. It had been a week since the First Enchanter and several other Circle mages who were lucky enough to have survived the event of Uldred's possession had conducted a ritual to free Connor from the demon's grasp. The Grey warden had persuaded Irving to allow Jowan to be the one to enter the Fade and kill the demon. He had been successful, and the boy was freed from the demon, but of course the guards had whisked Jowan away and back down to the Arl's dungeons as soon as he awoke, and Maeve hadn't gotten a chance to speak to her former best friend. This caused her to be frequently depressed and anxious. Alistair had tried to speak to her a few times about it, but she had only snapped at him and treated him coldly.Half Full Chapter 1 by LyriumGhost18
The Grey Wardens were on their way back to Redcliffe with the urn of Sacred Ashes. Maeve had seen an apparition of Jowan in the gauntlet and he-no, it, had given her an amulet with the symbol of the Chantry on the front. but
My Herald's HartTHIS IS A SPOILER FREE STORY! So, if you haven't played the game but still want some Cullen fluff, here you goMy Herald's Hart by Phsbarbie
Title: My Herald's Hart
Author: Phsbarbie (Natasha Poe)
Game: Dragon Age: Inquisition
Characters/Pairings: Cullen and Female Inquisitor(Skyla Trevelyan)
Disclaimer: Dragon Age: Inquisition and all it's characters are the intellectual property of Bioware/EA.
I glare at the creature stabled in the first stall, traditionally the place where we keep the Inquisitor's current mount. The animal glares back at me. Damn thing. Why can't she just take a horse?
Skyla Trevelyan, my love and the leader of the Inquisition, has been home at Skyhold, or Sky's hold as I've taken to calling it, for three full days. I've enjoyed every stolen moment together, but we both knew the momentary reprieve couldn't last.
Sure enough, this morning the message came in from Fereldan and the Herald of Andraste is off to save the world again. At least they d
The Dancer and Her Knight: Chapter 6Game: Dragon Age: Origins, Dragon Age: Awakenings, and DA2The Dancer and Her Knight: Chapter 6 by Greenleaf1075
Pairings: Alistair/ OC, Zevran/M!Surana
Rating: M (Blood, violence, graphic situations, and smut)
Vigil's Keep wasn't what the two Grey Wardens and the assassin had expected. When they entered the large gates they were greeted with what appeared to be a deserted town, but on closer inspection they realized that wasn't the case. There was no trade, that was clear, and the few people that still lived there were frightened. They ran when the trio walked down the path, which only made Alim and Alistair more nervous about their new home.
"Why are these people so nervous?" Iola asked. She knew so little about what had happened in Ferelden besides the Blight.
"Amaranthine and the Keep were both owned by the Howe family," Alim said as they made their way through the village.
"I still don't understand. What is so important about the Howe family?" Iola asked, still unsure of what their importance was.
"Arl Rendon Howe was a suppor
Dark inclinations- chapter onePain!Dark inclinations- chapter one by breathing-insanity
Pain so intense that tears pricked at her eyes, sweat dewed on every inch of her skin, her muscles locked, veins rose to the surface of her flesh thick and ropey as her teeth ground together. Her body juddering in response to the agonising stinging of her fresh wounds.
Her sister was somewhere to the side of her, kilda could hear the woman's soft whimpers, the hall they were in was filled with the same soft gasps, panicked breaths.
Kilda groaned softly a trickle of blood drying sticky against her back.
"no- stop!" the voice was thick and horse, she knew that voice it made her cringe fearing for his life, Shalic! she heard a scuffle as the man was pushed away back into the circle that had been formed around her, she was an example of what happened if orders were not followed; take the strongest and smash them down into the dirt to show the weak that they had no chance but to eagerly cooperate- but Kilda... She wasn't like anyone else and the slaver bastards knew this.
Farewells That Were Made :Prologue: :DA:O: Warning: This has spoilers of multiple endings of Dragon Age: Origins and if you don’t want to know DO NOT READ! Also something’s were changed for my story and pairing just so you know!Farewells That Were Made :Prologue: :DA:O: by Tree-Of-Time
“I’m sorry Alistair; I can’t let you do it…” SilverAsh whispered, tears formed in her eyes as she stared up at the man in just two days stole her heart and shattered it like a glass vase, into small pieces, never to be fully restored. He looked down at her and he sadly smiled, he still loved her, after everything they had been through and him always being at her side and she at his, he had fallen for her independence and her never wavering strength… And her faith in him being a rightful king even when he never wanted it.
She took his face into her hands and reached up to the tip of her toes and kissed him, he loved feeling her in his arms, even with her being an elf she had accepted him being human and not able to marry as she had chosen him to b
Dragon Age: A Final Goodbye (One Shot)Title: A Final GoodbyeDragon Age: A Final Goodbye (One Shot) by ParisWriter
Game: Dragon Age: Origins
Summary: Greagoir sends Wynne off of what may very well be her final journey from Kinloch Hold.
Characters: Knight-Commander Greagoir; Wynne
Disclaimer: Characters from the Dragon Age series ©BioWare.
A Final Goodbye
“It's been a long time since I've been up here.”
The Knight-Commander cast a sideways glance at her, taking in her appearance as she gazed out at the night sky and the dark water of the lake below them. She was much older now, but the years had been kind to her. More than they'd been to him, at any rate. The years of daily lyrium-taking were starting to have an effect on his mind, and he knew if he didn't step down from his post soon he'd end up an addled old fool who couldn't remember his own name.
Even his memories of the times they had spent together we
FlyThe young elf sucked in a breath of air, fresh and mildew clean in her nostrils and fresh on her tongue, before grimacing. She was faced with a thought.Fly by LostUnknownHero
Freedom, she realized, was an illusion you couldn’t taste.
Meekly she ran the pad of her thumb over her knuckles, savoring each bump as she relayed her memories.
And so perverted.
Fly, Part TwoNervously the elf flitted about, her face and stature screaming; Mess with me, Shems, and you’ll be missing parts in the morning, when in reality she felt like a scare little girl inside. Adrenaline still pumped in her veins, even if it was weeks after the incident.Fly, Part Two by LostUnknownHero
She licked her suddenly dry lips at the aforementioned, recollection making her insides rage in pain’s memory and her body ache with faded bruises. As her body began to tremble, her head snapped out stiffly.
Now way in the fucking Void was she going to become a simpering, pathetic, ill-driven girl. It was a past, nothing more than a bad memory, and Creators knew she had more than enough of those to fill a book. She was going to make her standing and she wouldn't give a double-sided shit about what other's thought. Her thoughts and choices.
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