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Sorran Lavellan struggles to lead the Inquisition, riddled with self-doubt and the knowledge of what will come should he fail to stop Corypheus, an Ancient Tevinter Magister who intends to ascend to godhood to bring the Imperium to full power. He awakes after the events of Haven, where the original outpost and home of the Inquisition had been burned to the ground by an arch demon under Corypheus' command. Getting back to the survivors is his first task, but many will stand in his way before he is able to take him down. He has an assassination to prevent, an army to destroy, a family and clan to protect, a world to save, and someone who has caught his eye, despite everything.

When Cat suddenly lands in Thedas from present day England, she is rescued by the powerful Commander Cullen Rutherford and taken to Skyhold to serve the Inquisition. She longs for the hottest man in Thedas to notice her, but unless he is commanding her to go on a mission he goes out of his way to ignore her. Cullen Rutherford has a dark secret that his desire for Cat is threatening to expose. As a dragon shapeshifter he must find his one true mate, but Cat is always searching for a way to go home. His passion for her drives him to distraction: his dragon wants Cat, but if he beds her they will be bound for eternity. There is no going back. Dragon Age fans: this fanfic is inspired by the gorgeous Cullen Rutherford's tongue-tied conversations and reluctance to sleep with the Inquisitor. Why does he take so long to ravish her? People - we have a reason! For those who've never played Dragon Age Inquisition: Cullen Rutherford is the sexiest hero in the known universe and there are hoards of females longing to have their way with him on the Skyhold War Table. Try a google search to find out why. You're welcome. PS - this story is a slow burn but once dragon Cullen takes charge it becomes smoking hot - you have been warned! Inspired by all the gorgeousness that is Cullen Rutherford this is my attempt at giving a Dragon Age shapeshifter romance fanfic a go!

Overwhelmed by the events at the Winter Palace in Halamshiral, Nathaniel Trevelyan does not take Dorian's departure well. Or, anger does not ease the pain. Ranked #4 in Dorian Pavus Ranked #49 in Dragon Age Inquisition *Rated mature for adult content. *Written for a friend who took his own life. *This story is in not connected to my Legacy of Dorian Pavus story.

After helping Gaspard ascend to the throne of Orlais, he requests a private meeting with Inquisitor Lavellan. However the dark skinned elf is not unaware of what kind of man he is or of his particular lusts, and does everything she can to ensure that he will be true to his word and help the Inquisition.

"Humour me." "But what about you? Don't you need luck too?" Lyric asked, protest forming a small crack in her voice. "I don't know what you'll face before the end," Cullen insisted, his face drawing nearer hers until their foreheads were touching. Her hand was palm-up in his, then, the dark leather of his glove and the moonlight's ivory flush making her fingers look impossibly pale. He placed the lucky coin there, closing her fist around it. "Just humour me." ---- Slow burn romance between Cullen and my femme Lavellan, Lyric. The story is mostly made up of moments between characters, skipping some of the action we are familiar with. Spans the events of Dragon Age: Inquisition, base game only. - 18+ only - Disclaimers: - Content/trigger warnings for minor character injury, blood/gore, and sexual content. - This is a a slow burn, but it is a romance nonetheless. *Not* smut; there are also character pieces for my Inquisitor and some others that are not related to the romance, but it's all part of Lyric's story. - There are time jumps, and some slight canon divergence/original elements, but nothing that impacts the integrity of the story in a major way. - I have only played Inquisition and all associated expansions, but not the earlier games. - This is my interpretation of the story- I take some liberties with minor variations and some situations of my own. - My lore is not perfect, but I'm trying! Feel free to gently correct me if I get something wrong! - All art (including the cover) is my original art! - If you know me, no you don't.

Why me? I was no one, a Dalish mage sent to spy on the shems Conclave. I wasn't fit to lead anyone! Yet, with the breach threatening the world and so much of what happened missing from my memory I had to stay. I had to fight. A slow burn Cullen/Lavellan Inquisitor fanfic. Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Age or it's characters! I am also taking quite a bit of freedom with the story, so things will be a bit different but the overall plot will be the same.

In the wake of the grand ball at the Winter Palace, where alliances were forged and secrets unveiled, the Inquisition stands at a crossroads. Navier, the elven Inquisitor, finds herself grappling not only with the weight of her responsibilities but also with unexpected feelings stirring in her heart. As she navigates the treacherous waters of politics and prophecy, her friendship with the charming Tevinter mage, Dorian Pavus, begins to evolve into something more complex and profound. Set against the backdrop of a world teetering on the brink of chaos, "Whispers of the Heart" explores the delicate dance of friendship, love, and duty. As Navier and Dorian face the challenges that threaten to tear Thedas apart, they must also confront their own deepest fears and desires. Their journey will test the boundaries of friendship, challenge long-held beliefs, and perhaps forge a love strong enough to withstand the fires of war and the weight of destiny. . . . This is a Dorian x Female Inquisitor Fanfiction

DRAGON AGE: INQUISITION FANFICTION~ (Dorimance!) (Completed!) *Cover illustrated my me All that most people see when they look at Cyrus Levellan, is either a hero sent by Andraste to save them all, or a heathen out to destroy them. No one sees the man behind the titles. The heavy burdens he carries on his shoulders, that come from both his present duties, and the terrible events of his past. Apart from going against Corypheus, Cyrus embarks on a challenging, haunting quest: to solve a strange case which brings back the tragic memories he's kept buried for so long. Not only does he face the threat of an old enemy, but also finds himself falling in love, something he'd sworn to never do again. Will Cyrus learn to face the demons of his past in order to defeat his arch enemy, and allow himself to love again?

Taken from his clan and carted off to the tall towers and blood-tasting air of Tevinter, Lavellan is taken in by a shrewd mage named Dorian Pavus as a slave in his household. He meets a man with lyrium markings under his skin and a story-telling dwarf along his way. As soon as Lavellan got rid of Dorian's cocky remarks that carried an oddly charming undertone, he would flee from his predicament.

Fluff, smut, angst, and everything in between. Focused on DA;I.