#Anders x hero of Ferelden

[sissy-the-siren]

Managed to snag two worldstate comms from @maturiin! I'm so in love with my precious beans being in love!!!! LOOK AT HOW HAPPY AND CAREFREE THEY ALL ARE!!!

[schwarznummer1]

i want to see them grow up in ferelden circle together

[rhaegar--targaryen]

[ash-of-the-meadow]

Veilguard spoilers, I suppose. If your HoF was the Queen of Ferelden and/or your Hawke romanced Anders, maybe the below will help you with the recent news. IDK. It's my own personal head canon copium.

So, with the news that Veilguard will not be taking DAO and DA2 into account, its up to us, unfortunately, to fill in the blanks. I feel especially bad for the people who romanced Morrigan. If she is a big part of the game how are they going to avoid the potential elephants in the room?

Anywho, my personal head canon for my HoF who is also the Queen is that she is still off searching a cure for the blight. Morrigan and Kieran secretly gifted her and Alistair a matching set of eluvians so the couple can visit each other often. One is kept in a discrete place in the palace and the other is relatively travel size so the HoF can take it with her.

My Hawke is living in the middle of nowhere taking care of her possessed mage boyfriend. She took the message to Weishaupt and left. The living sibling frequently visits.

Please feel free to adopt these head canons for your own wardens and Hawkes if the criteria fits. What head canons are you using for your characters that don't match? Please post, share, and tag for other people who may have simular worldstates as yours and need some sort of story to carry on into Veilguard.

[fresh-prince-of-denmark]

Dragon age incorrect tweets 2/?

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[videogame-ocs]

Dragon Age characters IRL#1: protagonists and love interests:

So I recently (like last year) discovered Artbreeder and so decided I’d make a series of some of the dragon age characters as I’d imagine them to look, in real life.

Amelia Cousland* & Alistair Theirin:

*Normally, Amelia’s hair would be up in a braided bun but I couldn’t get the bun to work on her portrait so, enjoy Amelia without her hair down.

Freya Hawke & Anders:

Anya Trevelyan & Cullen Rutherford:

[queerlyloud]

Okay, but genuinely, every single one of my canon run Dragon Age series characters has fallen for the character who intended to betray them but fell for them along the way anyway, despite knowing every second that this would end in flames.

I think I have a Type. 🙃

[shouldaspunastory]

Thank you @oxygenforthewicked, for @dadrunkwriting

Cadence Tabris x Anders (Past Karl Thekla x Anders, sometime Post DA2, 941 words)

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"Anders," Cadence whispers softly. The mage shakes, his body curled in on himself, hands buried in and pulling at his blond hair as he gasps between tears and intermittent whimpers, the elf helplessly watching on and desperately longing to pull his lover into their arms. They do not wish to cause their lover any further pain, however, and Anders isn't exactly in any fit state to tell them what he needs or wants. So, Cadence settles on their knees on the floor beside him and waits, even as it makes their heart ache.

"I killed him," Anders whispers, voice hoarse when it seems he has temporarily exhausted all his tears, red rimmed eyes barely able to hold his lover's gaze as he looks up at them.

"Oh, love," Cadence replies, eyes full of empathy. Anders shakes his head.

"He had a moment of lucidity- A few minutes where he was himself. He remembered me, us... our life before they sent him to Kirkwall," Anders shudders. "Said that I carried a piece of the Fade into the world, in me and it brought him back somehow. Justice. But I didn't see it. I couldn't think- He said it was fading again, asked me to... But there's a way to reverse it. Why didn't I just-"

"Because you didn't know. You loved him. Because he asked you to and you didn't want him to suffer," Cadence answers gently, spreading their legs as a devastated Anders slowly crawls into their lap, curling himself around them and clinging to the elf like they're his lifeline. Perhaps they are. It seems only fair, Anders has whether he's known it or not, been one for Cadence many times.

"But..."

"You couldn't have known. You did the best that you could with what you knew at the time," Cadence offers soothingly. "It's been over ten years. You said he had a moment. A few minutes after Justice showed himself, before he was fading again. You think a decade of those flashes of who he once was and what you had would have been any kinder to him? To you?" Anders shakes his head, burrowing a little deeper into his lover and hugging him tighter. Cadence lets him, slowly carding their fingers through his hair, massaging his scalp and quietly reassuring him that they are there, that they love him, and they aren't going anywhere.

"I know I never met him, and I'm sorry I never will, but if he loved you half as much as you've said, even a fraction as dearly as you loved him, then I cannot believe Karl would have wanted you to torture yourself like this- imagining what ifs or thinking yourself a monster. We cannot change the past," Cadence whispers softly with what they hope is a reassuring hug. "But we can do better with the future. We can take this," the elf continues gesturing towards the journal which has so thoroughly shook the mage's world, "and we can make sure everyone knows about it."

"I'm sorry," Anders whispers softly, trying to crawl away before Cadence wraps their arms a little tighter around him, preventing his escape.

"You have nothing to apologize for," Cadence replies, shaking their head, pressing a gentle kiss on his lover's crown.

"I left you to find him. And even after... I didn't come back. I don't know why you even came to Kirkwall to find me, but you certainly shouldn't have to listen to me talk about him, to comfort me."

"Anders," Cadence interrupts, voice gentle, but firm as they cup Ander's face between their hands. "Do you love me?"

"Of course, I do, but..." Cadence shakes their head.

"Do you think that I love you less for having loved Alistair first," the elf asks patiently.

"No," Anders concedes with a small frown, resisting the urge to melt into Cadence's gentle touch as their thumb caresses his cheek.

"I heard somewhere once that there are many kinds of love, but never the same love twice. My heart, I could never begrudge anyone who made you happy, who made you feel loved. Not truly. That is the kind of love I have for you."

"I don't deserve it," Anders replies softly, averting his gaze.

"That's too bad," Cadence smiles softly. "Because it's not about what is deserved. It's about choice, and I've made mine. It's you. It will always be you. Whatever you need, to whatever ends of the world that takes us," the elf promises fondly.

"This isn't going to go over well," Anders replies, ignoring the way his lover's words both cause his heart to ache and soothe it in equal measure. "It doesn't paint the surviving members of the first Inquisition, or the Seekers in a very flattering light. There are those that think reversing Tranquility will only bring about demons and chaos."

"For every one person where that might be true, there are at least a dozen others like Karl who passed their Harrowing and would never have fallen prey to a demon or harmed anyone, but happened to say or do something, or to look at a Templar the wrong way. If we let the fear of a few cause us to withhold the cure and oppress the rest, we are no better than the Seekers and Templars. What's say we start with Kirkwall," Cadence suggests with a slight smirk.

Anders's eyes are watering once more, although it seems doubtful there can be any tears left to shed, at least for now. That doesn't stop the mage from throwing himself back into Cadence's arms once more and crushing his lips to theirs in answer.

[lets-get-brave]

Another Secret Sanders piece, this time for @jarakrisafis ! It's our favorite healer enjoying some quality time with Warden Commander Brosca. ;)

Anders has two hair styles because I'm indecisive. XD Click HERE to see the full uncropped NSFW versions on AO3! And check out the secret sanders 2022 collection on AO3, there's so much good stuff!!!!

[jaskierx]

A cleanse that isn't pirate related: Fave Dragon Age ship(s) for any or all games?

Mine's Amell/Alistair, purple friendmanced MHawke/Anders, and Trevelyan/Dorian with a very fond spot for blue rivalmanced FHawke/Isabela, and this complex love/hate thing with Solasmance. I haven't decided who'll be first in Veilguard yet, but I'm leaning toward Harding 'cause I've always thought she was just so cute. 😁

excellent question!! (sorry i accidentally wrote a Thesis)

my first ever playthrough was mahariel/alistair with alistair dying at the end and i was BEREFT at the time but i love the angst so much like god. the hero of ferelden suffered more than jesus. she ended the blight. she demanded sovereignty for the dalish in return. her keeper is proud of her. she got everything she ever wanted and it doesn’t matter at all bc alistair is dead and she blames herself and she wants to lie down in the grass and cry and sleep for a billion years but now she feels like she has a duty to rebuild the order but the only guy who knew anything about how to do that is dead and she misses him and Fuck i’m gonna be sick

my favourite da2 romance is red hawke/anders where hawke is a mage and is a very tired boy and just becomes increasingly more disillusioned with everything in the fucking world due to how badly his life is going and at the end he doesn’t even approve of anders doing a bit of terrorism but he runs away with him anyway bc he’s like ‘fuck it i’m not going to deny myself the only person left that i feel anything for when everyone i loved has been killed or turned against me’. but Disclaimer i’ve never done a fenris romance playthrough and idk why bc he would probably sway me

none of the romances i played in inquisition really Got Me the way the other games’ have? i haven’t tried dorian’s bc i’ve never played a male inquisitor. however my most recent playthrough was lavellan/solas and the bit where she gets to say ‘no, you’re not killing solas. I’M killing solas’ was incredibly cathartic and i hope she gets to get his ass in veilguard 🙏 this is absolutely not a hawke/anders ‘let’s make each other worse’ scenario. she wants that egg Obliterated

anyway in veilguard i am making a beeline for taash bc HAVE YOU SEEN HER i want to know everything about her i want to braid her hair while she tells me how she lost her horn and how she killed the world’s scariest dragon and how she’s sooo strong and beautiful i love women x

[barbex]

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✨️ Out of the comments you’ve received on your fics, what are two or three of your favorites?

I love every single comment, I feed on them like a feral animal. They're all precious.

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🎁 Have a piece of a WIP you want to share?

I have an unpublished WIP floating around, which will feature Anders in a dress, with Fenris in a fancy suit at his side, dancing at a ball, Zevran in the shadows, some sort of heist, and developing Zevran x Fenris x Anders. There's not much there, yet, but have this:

"He is quite the legend among the wardens." Fenris watches Zevran, waiting for him to say more. "What kind of legend?" "He saved the life of the Hero of Ferelden several times. Not just with healing, with his battle magic. He defended Vigil's Keep from hundreds of darkspawn, on his own. They built a statue for him in the village." It makes Fenris strangely proud to hear that, a feeling he doesn't understand at all. "He is very capable." "Yes," Zevran says, leaning to the side to catch Fenris' gaze. "You noticed that before, haven't you?" "Of course." Fenris raises his eyes, really looking at Zevran for the first time. The elf has such a confident air about him, but his eyes show a strange sadness. "But still you don't get along, why is that?" "My experiences have taught me to fear mages. Anders doesn't understand that." "He doesn't? Are you sure?" Zevran still touches him, just resting his hand on his upper arm. He stands very close, Fenris can feel the heat radiating off him. He smells of wine and hot sand. "I used to be sure." Fenris drops his gaze. "I used to be sure of many things. That I hate him, that he is weak and will hurt everyone as soon as he has the chance. That I saw a future magister in the making."

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📗 Do you want to write something outside of fanfiction? If so, what about?

Do you know what procrastination is? Procrastination is when you keep three tabs with three beginnings of original novels open for over a year. Yeah...

There is a fantasy romance here with an older heroine and a younger hero, there is an erotic femdom scifi, and a fenders inspired fake marriage romance with magic. If I could just get myself to write them all...

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Thank you for the asks!

[thiefbird]

Alistair meeting Anders again after Anora makes him go after Dirthail 👀👀👀

I had a fun idea for this! For @dadrunkwriting

Alistair rushed up the stairs to Dirth's quarters, dodging servants and junior Wardens as he went. He'd never been up here, had barely ever set foot in Vigil's Keep, really. Thankfully the senechal had given him detailed instructions on how to get there, or else he'd have been completely lost

The hallway at the top of the stairs was dauntingly long, and Alistair lowed his pace, eyeing each door nervously. The senechal had advised him that Morrigan's quarters were on this hall, too, and the Howe's, as Warden-Constable, neither of which he relished seeing. Morrigan because of their long-lasting rivalry, and Nathaniel Howe because of murdering his father.

Though Dirthail had been involved in the murdering, and by all accounts, he and Howe were perfectly amiable. More amiable than Dirth and Alistair in recent years.

And didn't that sting? Alistair knew he had been the one to pull away, but still. Dirth could have reached out, could have apologised.

Alistair finally made it to the end of the hall, and without knocking, burst into the grand, yet cosy, quarters.

A fire was gently roaring in the hearth, Barkspawn snoring gently in front of it. And prone on the couch was...

A decidedly naked blond man, posed provocatively, and fast asleep.

"Oh dear Maker! Alistair exclaimed, waking both the man and the mabari as he covered his eyes.

The blond man screamed, hands flying to cover his crotch. "What the fuck?!" he shouted indignantly. "Who in the Fade are- King Alistair?!"

Alistair's face was burning red as he peeked out from behind his fingers. The man had tossed a pillow into his lap and was now leaning back on the couch, completely comfortable in his nudity now the shock had passed.

"Err- yes. That's me? I, uh, I'm afraid I don't know your name."

The naked man snorted, head lolling back on the armrest. "Of course you don't. I am Anders, former apostate and current Warden-Healer. I'm honestly hurt, ser, you were there when I was recruited."

That jostled Alistair's memory, a dim idea of arriving at the Vigil just after Dirth had taken command. "Ah, yes. You're-" Dirth's apostate. Well, his other apostate.

"You're-" he repeated, trying to find a less imprudent way to refer to Anders.

"I'm the Warden-Commander's kept man, as opposed to Morrigan, yes," Anders drawled lazily, gesturing to the room around them. "Which explains my presence. I assume you were not looking for me, but for Dirth?"

Something in Alistair's chest (not his heart, no, it couldn't be his heart) snapped at the casually possessive tone in Anders' voice. He was too late.

"Yes. I have... important matters to discuss with him. Kingly business."

Anders grinned, wiggling his eyebrows. "He's busy."

"Well, when will he be available?" Alistair demanded, feeling the childish urge to stomp his foot at the cheeky expression on the mage's face.

Anders shrugged, "He's with Morrigan and their- and our son," he corrected himself, a slight blush coloring his cheeks.

"And you were... waiting for him?"

"Mmm," Anders agreed. "A surprise. I should probably get dressed, if you have 'kingly business' to discuss. Maybe I'll go bother Nate instead."

He stood up, smirking as Alistair averted his eyes again, and threw on a set of rather revealing robes. It was almost worse than seeing the man naked, watching him fuss with the flimsy, sheer material, draping it artfully around his waist and hips.

Anders gestured to the now-vacated couch as he moved to the door. "Good luck with your business, King Alistair." he said with a wink as he left.

[anderstrevelyan]

Garrett Amell, everyone!

[rhaegar--targaryen]

pov: you and anders hugging beneath his feather cloak

[glamfellens]

alistair “the bébé has two bodies?” theirin

[alistair-smitten]

So....Erimond’s judgement in DAI...

Let me lay some groundwork to explain this post:

I am SUPER pro-mage, pro-mage rebellion, Anders was right, Tranquility should be forbidden, MOSTLY Anti-Templar...at least the way the order is currently in the games.  I could go into a long winded ramble about how I think the circles and the Templars have their place especially since some mages want them, but there should be an alternative for the mages who DON’T want that (Cough cough, the College, cough cough), but that’s a different point.

Alistair and Anders are tied for my favorite character/romance.  Anders is the important one for this post.

My Inquisitor is a mage--Dalish elf, too.  So she’s very strongly against tranquility, the circles--she’s softer on the templars, though (She’s romancing Cullen lol).

She recruited the mages as Allies.

She’s also strongly pro-Warden.  I headcanon that she’s starry eyed over The Hero of Ferelden and the Champion, for different reasons.  And that she spends a lot of time with Alistair before going to Adamant and forms a really strong bond with him.

Plus that line of “I would not go through such pains to cure our calling only to lose him to your inquisition” from MY Warden, is akin to a death threat lol.

SO, Hawke was left behind in the fade. 

(The only reason I was able to make that decision was because I headcanon that Anders seeks out Alistair and Aurora and stays with them so HE’S NOT LEFT COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY ALONE IN THE WORLD)

But, anyway, what Erimond has done to the Wardens, the fact that his actions led to Hawke left in the fade, plus the personal insults, etc etc...

My Inquisitor HATES Erimond.  For good reason.

She was chomping at the BIT to get back to Skyhold and straight up murder him, chop his head right off.

Then this smug shit says he WANTS to be killed because he will ascend.

Well, she’s not going to give him a damn thing that he wants.  She’s not going to just lock him up, that’s not enough punishment for what he’s done, and she’s thirsting for blood and vengence.

So...that leaves giving him to the Wardens...and making him Tranquil.

She wants to punish him herself, sooooo...

She lashes out and makes him Tranquil.

I KNEW there was going to be rampant disapproval.  That was enough to hurt.  It went against my standards/morals for the series, but I wanted him to suffer soooooooo much.

Not to mention it triggers the How Could You war table operation with the mages in uproar for making a mage tranquil.

Then I instantly thought What Would Anders Think and I just...

OOOOOF

Mah HEART!

But I’ll still do it because I 100% believe my Inquisitor wants Erimond to suffer and she just lashes out unthinking/uncaring of the consequences or the violation of her own morals or the implications of such a decision.  But then feels SUUUUPER guilty/distraught about it later.

Not in any way feeling bad for Erimond, just that the committed the act.  The fact it happened to Erimond, eh, that part she doesn’t feel guilty about.  But going against her beliefs/morals and betraying the trust of the mages, plus disapproval from DORIAN, oof.

I’m sure Alistair would disapprove, too.  Which, because I like pain with this situation, I like to think he’s still lurking around, he hasn’t left for Weisshaupt yet, so he sees it happen, cause you bet your cheese wheels he was going to be there for Erimond’s judgement.

But yeah.  I’m stewing in a lot of emotions right now, guys.