After what he has done, he never forgets her. Solas walks in the Fade to find memories of his beloved Inquisitor.
Short drabble about Verah Lavellan after the final victory. She is in no mood to party. Cole is the only one who notices.
She was his commanding officer and the most incredible woman he had ever met. He was intriguingly handsome, and she couldn't help wanting to get under his skin. It was a dance of ages, one that brought them to the brightest and the darkest of spaces. Rated M for later scenes of violence and adult themes.
"She knows that there are many words unspoken, many promises between them yet to be filled. He is not hers, not fully, but she is his and she will wait." Fenris is the love of her life, and after he breaks her heart she vows she will never want anyone else. Anders has other ideas. Canonical character death; smut; angst.
Shepard invites Joker to use the hot tub during the party in her Citadel apartment. One thing leads to another. Shameless Shoker one shot.
Nobody gets left behind when the Normandy docks for shore leave. Shepard goes back to persuade Joker to come and have some fun, except he ends up having much more fun staying right where he is. One shot, Shoker smut.
Shepard does her best to keep Zaeed in order. Everything she's tried has no effect on the old mercenary. Eventually his insubordination on Zorya drives her to extreme measures. M rated for a reason, folks.
In response to a prompt asking for a story where Shepard dies in an epically stupid way, after saving the Galaxy. This is a silly little crackfic so be warned! Moral of the story: don't shower drunk...
"I have always done my duty. I did my duty to my people at Watcher's Reach, and I will do my duty to the Inquisition. Tell me Inquisitor, what is my duty to you?" What happens when Evelyn Trevelyan is eaten up with guilt about her exposure of Fairbanks' lineage, and the plan to forcibly wed him to an Orlesian noblewoman. Inquisitor/Fairbanks pairing.
Taelin Lavellan was furious. Furious and heartbroken. Unexpectedly dumped by the man she loves, she seeks out the company of a friend for something a bit more practical than sympathy. Unfortunately Iron Bull isn't at his usual spot in the tavern. Instead, she finds a young quartermaster with a helpless crush. It works out surprisingly well.
Among the ruins of the Exalted Plains there stands an old elven bath house, now decrepit and home only to demons. With the power of the Fade, Solas shows Verah Lavellan how beautiful the place had once been. And, of course, they do not miss an opportunity to try the baths out.
She's young, vibrant, the toughest woman he has ever met. He's a grizzled old mercenary with a history. Women aren't on his agenda, unless it's in the dark corners of a seedy club where nobody looks too hard at his face. He's spent twenty years of his life pushing people away. Yet, knowing her might just change everything.
"Under the ground I am, dark like night all the time. Hides from those dark ones, yes I does, those monsters that tickle Ruck's blood and make it sing like mother used to sing, but Ruck hates memories I does." Short piece from Ruck's POV about his encounter with the Warden.
Bailey finds himself becoming completely distracted by a certain Alliance commander...
Shepard couldn't quite believe Kaidan had almost died on Mars, before they had had chance to make things right between them. When he comes round in Huerta Memorial Hospital, she is by his side. And she intends to make things right in the best way she knows how. One shot, bit of hospital smut.
He died on a Tuesday. He died, and she is left to live in this new world, the world that has been returned to them. Sometimes, it is too hard to live in the strange new world without the one you love. She finds that as his memories begin to fade, her rage and despair grow until she cannot go on. F!Cousland/Alistair, short piece of angst, dark themes/suicide.
Set in ME2, during the Normandy Crash Site mission. Shepard struggles through the beautiful loneliness of Alchera, finding reminders of her dead colleagues everywhere. Seeing the wreckage of her home and her friends takes an inevitable emotional toll. Angst/hurt/comfort/little bit of Shoker fluff.