Kmeme prompt: Zevran and Alistair are in a room. There weapons are gone and neither of them can pick locks. The room has only one door very heavy door, no windows, a bed and a jar of oil on the nightstand. Not too odd yeah? Only problem, they have both been dosed with a strong aphrodisiac. Started as a very simple PWP and then ... grew. Like kudzu.

From a prompt on the kmeme: Two DA characters of your choice roleplay two other DA characters.

From a prompt on the kmeme: It seems to this OP that Isabela's gender often becomes an overwhelming aspect of her character. Not necessarily a bad thing, but it got OP to wondering about how Isabela would be both different and the same if she were a man. How would her companions and the world around her respond? Could be an AU in which Isabela was always a man or a magical accident that turns her into a man. Sweet, serious or utterly cracktastic fine by OP. Any, many or no LI just dandy. Artfill or fic would be excellent.

Dear god, I just needed to write some PWP. The ever-lovely flutiebear suggested this prompt. Seamus gets deflowered by either Hawke or Anders... The one not deflowering...assists.

The blood spurts and streaks sharply across Cole’s face, landing on his tongue, salty and sweet and coppery, before it pools and spreads, steaming, shimmering, a stark slash of red staining the once bright whiteness of the snow. With each stuttering throb of an increasingly desperate heart, Cole’s own heart beats faster, white-hot heat pooling low in his stomach, the ache stealing his breath.

What do you get for the girl who already has everything and really doesn't want to marry you? A kidnapping, apparently. No, that doesn't actually make any sense, but as The Iron Bull is about to find out, Dorian Pavus and Livia Herathinos don't appear to actually consider themselves bound by the rules of common sense. Isabela just can't believe someone's actually paying her for this. Lucky!

A podfic of "Of Flowers And Happiness, the Elusive Nature of Which" by Kimiko93. "Kinkmeme Fill: Cole learns how to make flower crowns. And then goes about giving them to EVERYONE, willing or not. Nothing but crack. With a little bit of fluff on the side."

Detective Bull Hissrad of the Val Royeux Police Department finally gets a break in the spate of bizarre deaths across the city: everybody who’s ended up six feet under bought a pet from the absurdly-named Magister D’s Pet Shop in Vintown, and the vint who runs the place is just strange enough to be worth checking out. (Or, that time Bull was kind of a lonely, grumpy cop trying to figure out if Dorian was an ancient dragon hell-bent on exacting vengeance on humanity by killing people one at a time via the pretty inefficient method of selling them pets... or if he was just lonely and grumpy too.)

Dorian enjoys being fingered while Bull watches television and Bull certainly has no complaints.

What do you get for the girl who already has everything and really doesn't want to marry you? A kidnapping, apparently. No, that doesn't actually make any sense, but as The Iron Bull is about to find out, Dorian Pavus and Livia Herathinos don't appear to actually consider themselves bound by the rules of common sense. Isabela just can't believe someone's actually paying her for this. Lucky!

possible subtitle: and other reasons The Iron Bull is no longer allowed to suggest titles for his films In which Dorian is just getting used to his new life in Ferelden, when he discovers that his upstairs neighbour is somebody he knows. And by knows he means recognises from the movies, and by movies he means porn, and by recognises he means has had a slight obsession with since Rilienus taught him the twin joys of proxy servers and sites that charge their subscription to your credit card under names like ART FILMS, INC. (also: in which Halward is an asshole, as always, Rilienus is kinda a jerk, Felix remains perfect because Felix, and Sera is the mystical goddess who grad students pray to when they want free leftover sandwiches to turn up)

The Inquisitor is an Avvar. Dorian tries to be understanding and make allowances for cultural differences. In hindsight, that was possibly his first mistake.

Fleeing from political enemies, Dorian Pavus never expected to face a far greater danger on the high seas — a danger to himself, and a danger to his heart... A thoroughly pornographic pulp romance.

After Dorian gets his soul marks, he mourns for the man he'll never have, this "Hissrad" whose name is on his body. When The Iron Bull gets his, he mourns, for the lack of name means that his soul mate has rejected him. This is the story of how they find each other.

Written for the prompt "validation". Cullen and Krem, sparring.

"You turned," Adaar said, "into a fucking dragon." It was good that she said it, because someone should, and to be honest the Bull was feeling a bit beyond actual words at that exact moment. "A small dragon," Dorian said, as though this was somehow relevant. He was quite a small dragon, it was true—he stared down at them now, but most of that height was the arch of his neck, the curve of it covered in shimmering black and gold scales. "A small dragon! Who saved your life!"

Bull is on the worst blind date with Trevor Trevelyan, and Dorian swoops in, pretending to be his ex that wants to get back together.

Dorian Pavus needs out of Tevinter. The Iron Bull, a relatively well off rancher, is in want of a husband. It may as well be a perfect match. After answering The Iron Bull's ad in the newspaper, Dorian is whisked out of Tevinter and into the rugged beauty of Western Orlais to become a farm husband. Together, they learn how to love among the wildflowers.

Dorian catches an Orlesian's noble eye during the ball. Dorian knows what the guy wants but before they can sneak out for a quick, meaningless fuck, the plot to assassinate Celene unravels, so, sadly, Dorian doesn't get any. Several weeks/days after the ball, however, a formal letter arrives, requesting the Inquisitor's permission to court Lord Dorian.

If Dorian were half as confident as he says he is, he'd be a force to be reckoned with.

Dagna explores Skyhold, and also Sera's pants.

Closed Windows, Open Doors (DCU; Tim/Jason)- FOR ME! Chances (DCU; Tim/Kon) - FOR ME! it takes a house, a village (DCU; Tim/Jason) Parenting: A Guide By Bruce Wayne (DCU; gen) - sunfish we sure know how to run free (DCU; gen) Timfestation (DCU; gen) This Ain't Your Daddy's Day Job (YJ; gen) Christmas Morning (DCU; gen) Zombie Invasions are Boring, Let's Play Video Games Instead (DCU; gen) Hollywood (DCU; gen) Positive reinforcement (DCU; gen) Storge (DCU; Tim/Kon) The F-Word (DCU; gen) The Taking Down a Douche Job (Leverage; OT3) The DIY Family Job (Leverage; OT3) How about 5 times the Leverage team interacted with superheroes (Leverage/DCU; gen) Take a Bite of my Heart Tonight (Leverage; OT3) not entirely accurate (Leverage; OT3) mine own and not mine own (Shakespeare; Multi) laura barton's halfway house for wayward trauma survivors (MCU; Clint/Laura) Hunting Party (Avatar; gen) Oh Baby, Baby (TW; Stiles/Danny) You (do) know you want to call (me, don't you?) (DA:I; Dorian/Cullen) Suspicious Minds (DA:I; Iron Bull/Dorian)

The Line in the Sand (DA:I; Gen) - For ME! Metamorphosis (DA:I; Iron Bull; Dorian) - For Me!! the sound of your breath in the cold (YOI; Yuuri/Victor) - For Me! Calendar Boy (GW; 1x2) - For Me! Worst Weekend Ever (DCU/BtVS; Tim/Kon) Exclusive (MCU; gen) you would take the breath from my throat (Leverage; OT3) Gimme Love (Leverage; OT3) Bluebird (ST; K/S) a natural progression (Hockey; Sid/Geno) any time you're needing me (Hockey/Check PLease!; Bitty/Jack) how does a penguin build his house? (Hockey; Sid/Geno) royally flushed (YJ; Artemis/Wally) You and Your Stupid Face (DCU; Tim/Roy) Quote the Matrix (DCU; Tim/Jason) I Need a Good Tentacle Joke (YJ; Kaldur/Kon) Sister Knows Best (DCU; Tim/Jason) - croc Road Rage Robin (DCU; gen) these lines of lightning (DCU; Tim/Jason) TV taught me how to feel (YJ; Artemis/M'gann) Soliloquy (DCU; gen) Partners (DCU/YJ; Tim/Roy)

Krem’s grin fades into a quiet smirk, his eyes warm and amused, and Cullen does not forget how to move his legs because he is a grown man, a leader of soldiers, commander of the Inquisition’s army. He breaks the silence by coughing loudly, because he is also an imbecile.

A podfic of "Greatly Approved" by damalur. "An apostate's guide to popular fiction. (Or: Hawke runs headlong into Cassandra's book club, Varric comes along for the ride.)"

Slight AU. Dorian and The Iron Bull have formed something of a comfortable friendship until an unexpected demon encounter threatens to ruin it all.

Harmon knows how this goes. He's from Nevarra, and he's read books. Plural. If you want to fight a dragon you need to find a Kindly Mentor who can teach you all their Secret Strategies. So all he needs to do is find this old Tal-Vashoth dragonslayer his cousin keeps going on about, get him to teach Harmon about dragons, convince everyone else to go along with his dragon-hunting plans, fight a dragon, and win. Easy, right? Starring one cheerful qunari grandpa, one grumpy necromancer grandpa, and a bunch of Nevarran mercenaries who are about to have a very educational experience.

Piecing together the stories of the past from the things that were left behind is not always an easy task. Chapter 1 - In which historians really don't get it at all. Chapter 2 - In which Par Vollen releases some historical documents and the Dawnstone Dragon fandom goes wild. Chapter 3 - Political fallout, historical recipes, more on the Museum of Vashoth Culture's resident Simulacrum, and so on... Chapter 4 - In which Nigel makes a discovery.

A follow-up to Would Have, And Did. In which Rilienus' lover enjoys watching him have sex with other men, Rilienus enjoys being the centre of attention, Dorian is in charge of it all and The Iron Bull thinks that's hot. (Also some feelings).

In which an old friend unexpectedly turns up at Skyhold, and Dorian has too many emotions about-- well, everything.

For the prompt, "Alistair being consensually wrecked by men as a submissive/bottom." This prompt just will not leave me alone. I feel like this fic should be rated T, and yet, every time I try to pick that, it feels wrong, too. So...despite the prompt, not actually all that smutty.

An overview ficlet and meta-essay that covers several potential alternate endings to DA2. Anders versus Meredith headcanon/meta and universe alteration meets a choose-your-own-adventure proposal. (From fighting Red Lyrium Meredith to protect the Gallows, to potential Evil!Hawke choices with alternate ultimate antagonists.)

Dragon Age II AU: In which Hawke meets Flemeth and the prologue goes differently. You shouldn't say, "I want to be a dragon," to a witch. What are you going to do if she takes you seriously?

…despite having literally never played a single video game beyond the mario one that came with the wiiu or dream daddy. dream daddy probably does not count

It's not that Cullen's a virgin, he's just never done this before.

Qunari have a good sense of smell, and humans don't smell too bad. Dorian smells amazing.

Anders: So, there must be mages in Tevinter that don't use blood magic. Fenris: Of course. There are slaves. The magisters do not hesitate to collar their own kind. --- Or, the one where Danarius finds out about the blood magic ritual his long time enemy Halward Pavus is planning and things go even worse for Dorian.

He needed alcohol after the day he’d had. Their party had just returned from Crestwood, where they had assisted the Inquisitor. They had an abundance of supplies, thanks to recent generous donation from Orlais, and they were prepared for anything - horrible weather, bandits, wild animals, and Venatori. Anything. Except for fucking dragons.

This, Josephine thought, breathless, was not in the fine print.

Dorian isn't interested. What a silly idea.

The Chargers help rebuild Kirkwall, the Bull pines, and Hawke is sometimes an insightful drunk.

So, I looked at the prompt that sparked Ex Cinere and suddenly had Inquisition-era dialogue coming out of my ears. Here, have some of that. Now includes some new material not seen on the kinkmeme. Seriece for Ex Cinere

The Chargers rebuild the alienage of the worst city in Thedas. Skinner hates everything about it, except Merrill–maybe.

In which barriers are useful when a pack of angry Venatori attack you from a beach, and Krem learns something he probably shouldn't know about Dorian Pavus.

All mages are born with a soulmate--a voice they hear in the darkness of the Fade all their lives. The lucky ones find their soulmates and forge a bond strong enough to threaten the very foundations of the Chantry. Hawke is one of the lucky ones.

On an Inquisition trip to Starkhaven, Varric gets the idea in his head to introduce the subjects of his next novel to his girlfriend without the distraction of having to save the world. He may come to regret this.

"To be clear," Zevran said, offering his own glass to the Iron Bull on the correct assumption that he wouldn't much care what he drank from, "I have nothing against bedding married couples. I find it can be quite exhilarating."

When Zevran is hired by the Grey Wardens to help take out a Venatori stronghold, an experimental plant there releases spores that inflict Alistair with a particularly unusual debilitating effect. Zevran's treatment of him proves to be surprising for both parties.

Short fic about newly-crowned King Alistair coming to terms with being married to Anora, and vice versa.

“There are two people I can think of who might know anything,” Lavellan said. “Experts - on the Fade, on the history of elvhenan. Unfortunately,” a grimace, “one of them has vanished, and if all the resources of the Inquisition can’t find him, I doubt you can.” “And the other?” Fenris demanded. “Something from my own history, for once. Not an Inquisition thing. There is - a criminal,” said Lavellan. “Exiled from the clans. She was the blood mage who murdered Clan Sabrae and its Keeper. Last I heard she was living in Kirkwall. A very dangerous woman - possibly insane, actually - but I met her once at Arlathven, and if anyone could help you -” “Merrill?” _ Hawke was left in the Fade. Fenris goes looking for him. He doesn't go alone.