2022 Handers Gift Exchange
A collection of Hawke/Anders gifts produced for the 2022 Handers gift exchange run by the handers-time blog on tumblr.
(Open, Moderated)
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Celebrated Air by un-shit-yourself (fenix_down) for celeme
Fandoms: Dragon Age II, Dragon Age (Video Games)
08 Aug 2022
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Surgeon Anders Justice, the rebellious second son of an upper-class family, makes a reluctant visit to Tethras Gardens on the Wounded Coast, and keeps a record of the events of the holiday in his journal.
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Ataraxia by Actually_An_Insane_Fangirl for Anatidae
Fandoms: Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age II, Dragon Age - All Media Types
06 Aug 2022
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Ataraxia - a state of freedom from emotional disturbance and anxiety; tranquility.
Freedom has always seemed out of reach for Hawke and Anders. But now, years after leaving Kirkwall, they seem to have finally found it.
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Varric drags the crew out to the woods for a weekend of live action roleplay to kick start some inspiration for his next novel. It's all fun and games until Garrett realizes everyone is taking this far more seriously than he is.
Sebastian loses a bet. Fenris brought his cute blonde flatmate. Hawke is doing a lot of squirming.
Isabela is having the time of her life.
Written for the 2022 Handers Gift Exchange.
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Garrett catches a stowaway on Isabela’s ship and quickly finds himself pining for the runaway healer.
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Set on Fire to Keep You Warm by lumienyx for ghostbunny
Fandoms: Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age II
05 Aug 2022
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With Justice, Anders had become much more sensitive to the presence of mana and pieces of the Fade in the waking world—and with Hawke’s help, even more so. Every enchanted object tickled his senses, any spell cast in close proximity would make shivers run down his spine, and every mage’s mana now seemed unique and unmistakable, a clear signature of any mage he met.
Which is why it was strange for him to to sense Hawke’s mana in a way so unlike how the man presented himself. When idle, Hawke’s mana was the whispers of snow, the steadfast serenity of ice, the deceptive calm before a tempest, and yet—it never manifested as such.
For the life of him, Anders couldn't think of any good reason as to why.