Bioware (ME, DA, etc) Fics

Teyrn · Dec 13, 2021

If you want a rather unique crossover Mass Effect fic, there's always Glorious Shotgun Princess a Mass Effect/Exalted Crossover.

Very much more of a story to read if you want to read fem!Shepard getting into funny/embarrassing situations, with cool fight scenes tossed in. It has a TVTropes page which is hilariously long.

MonkeyEpoxy · Dec 13, 2021

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Another DA fanfic that I'm very fond of is this one right here:

https://forums.darklordpotter.net/threads/mala-suledin-nadas-by-heartslogos-t-dragon-age.32683/
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I'd like to re-highlight this fic here. From its summary, it never had much impact here, but it's fantastic. It's a drabblefic. It's not an epic. It's a character driven piece, and if you're hesitant on the summary of a supremely sheltered, young, dalish mage, you're not alone. But give it a shot. It's some good shit.

It's a non-linear character piece, and it's awesome. YMMV here if you're not interested in childish protagonists. Lavellan here very much is so, because she is. It's a mid-teenaged elf with the responsibility of gods thrust upon her

"I've lost the Inquisitor," the scout says. Cassandra closes her eyes.

The Inquisitor does have something of a habit of wandering off when no one is looking, before creeping back during the ensuing chaos and sliding into place like she was never gone at all.

Varric thinks that the Rivaini would get a kick out of her. It's a shame that Lavellan isn't a thief. She has the light fingers and the gait of a cat.

"Cool it, Seeker. I know where she is." Varric says. "She just needs some time alone."

"Is she in any danger, Varric?"

"Nah. She's fine." Varric says, scratching at his chin. "Just needs to be alone."

Hawke always disappeared, especially towards the end. Disappeared to be alone and to scream and rant and deal with the world bearing down on her shoulders. Varric always knew where she went, of course. Watched over her a couple of times to make sure no one interrupted her precious time.

The Herald is tucked away in the back of the Skyhold – where the repair efforts haven't quite reached it yet, obscured by fallen and rotting wood - , curled up small and near-invisible in the shadows.

"It hurts. Halani, Keeper. Halani." She whispers, curled over her right hand. He can see the green light escaping the bindings she's wrapped around her mark in faint wisps.

Poor kid.

She reminds him of Merrill in so many ways. Both of them so young, so optimistic. Untried and unversed in the ways of the world outside of the forests and fields of the Dalish.

"You'll be alright, Poppy." He says. She startles, despite how far away he is, looking up at him with sharp,, wide and wet eyes. She quickly swipes her hand over her eyes, sniffing, shoving the hand with her mark behind her back.

"Who is poppy, Varric? Are they hurt?"

"It's a nickname, kid." Varric says, walking over. "Like how I call Dorian Sparkles and the Bull Tiny. You're Poppy. Like the flower."

"I like poppies. They're very pretty." She says, blinking. "I saw a field of them once, like a sea of red. II took some with me. I pressed them between the pages of your book."

"Pretty, just like you." Varric agrees, pulling out a handkerchief and handing to her. "So smile like the poppies, kid. You'll be fine, just like they are."

Lavellan sniffs, dabbing at her eyes before focusing on him again.

"Ma serannas, ma'falon." She says. And for a moment, Varric sees a little of the woman she might be if she grows up. A feeling that pricks the back of his neck like when he first met Hawke. Heroes.
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