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more than by breitweisergallery for Missjlh
Fandoms: Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game)
12 Apr 2026
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“I am yours,” he murmurs. It is fact and fiction alike; she does not see him as he sees her. He knows her faults, is intimately familiar with them, yet she does not know him. She does not know his. He holds himself as a distance from her; it is safest there.
Mythal smiles and kisses him once more. “I know,” she answers.
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there, at his incipience by breitweisergallery for KiaStirling
Fandoms: Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age - All Media Types
12 Apr 2026
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It was too dark in the room to get a good view of him at first. Felassan’s leg stopped bouncing. He waited with baited breath as Solas strode past him, hidden in the shadows, and went for the double doors to his balcony. There was the usual tension to his shoulders that spoke of his frustration at being ignored, heard but not listened to, but there was something else to it now. There was a weight to his shoulders, as though the mantle of the world had been placed on him alone once more.
The silly wolf, Felassan thought, thinking he had to do things alone. Felassan had stood by his side for thousands of years. He had no intention of ever leaving it.
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He loves Ashur. He really does. Dating in Minrathous is hell sometimes, even without being gay, even without being trans. Fuck, the fact that he has his pronouns in his dating profile bio usually turned enough people off. And Tarquin had made a rule never to swipe right for anyone who was obnoxiously altus in their profiles.
And then Ashur.
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He wonders idly, sometimes, why chaos is needed to create order. It would be in his duties to the Lawbearer to remove those corrupt from their positions; he doubts he would be charged with a crime were he to simply run Ianis through with his sword. He wonders, at night in the darkness of his room, if they would even place him in a zone of truth, or would they merely expect his honesty.
Fedya wonders, as he sweeps the floors of the temple, if he would be afforded the same punishments as those lesser than him. Those they have chained up and left in cells, those who were taught to reintegrate into society.
He does not mention these thoughts to Uzziel. He likes the way Uzziel treats him, tender but firm, with high expectations for Fedya’s success and with equally firm words of encouragement when he fails. Not that he fails often.
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need a second to breathe by breitweisergallery for midnightprelude
Fandoms: Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 (Video Game)
11 Jan 2026
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Gustave figures it out as they walk through the Monolith. Sciel and Lune discuss each of the moments, the flashes of lives they do not know. Monoco engages with Maelle, keeping her occupied lest she fall solely to the thoughts of revenge.
Gustave watches Verso.
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the music I left behind by breitweisergallery for Exactlyasitwas
Fandoms: Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 (Video Game)
11 Jan 2026
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Verso knows before he’s finished the sentence what is coming. The tip of the blade traces down his chest. He flinches despite his best effort to hold still.
It hurts. Of course it hurts.
He can still hurt. He can still bleed.
He just can’t die.
No matter how hard he tries. No matter how badly he wants to.
No matter how much easier it would make this. Any of this.
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i think i've lost (everything) by breitweisergallery
Fandoms: Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 (Video Game)
11 Jan 2026
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three times Maelle loses something and her brothers find them
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picking me apart again by breitweisergallery for Aviss
Fandoms: Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 (Video Game)
11 Jan 2026
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He doesn’t want to die anymore. Verso wonders if Maelle realizes the irony of her actions; he doesn’t want to die, he just wants to suffer. He wants to hurt himself over and over again for the sheer reminder that he is, still, alive.
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no light can reach by breitweisergallery for astralmagpie
Fandoms: Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 (Video Game)
07 Jan 2026
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The quiet is what gets him the most.
This broken silence that not even footsteps break.
Verso sits in silence in the parlor as a steaming cup is placed in front of him. A splash of milk, four sugars for his unbearable sweet tooth. There is a lump in his throat as he sips at it and tries not to stare at the creature in front of him.
It is easier to think of him as a creature. It is a projection of will, a caricature of chroma, a desecration of the man he knows to not be his father.
It does not stop the desire to throw himself into his arms and cry like he is a boy again. -
obsessively, incessantly, to a point of suffocation by breitweisergallery for Default_Tiefling
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series), Critical Role: Exandria (Web Series)
25 Dec 2025
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Essek slowly lowered his head to his hands and sank down into his own chair as Verin cursed again. Even a deep breath was not enough to calm the paranoia sparked by that sentence. The Zemnian didn’t just mean any scourgers. It meant Bren.
Scourgers were not an unfamiliar sight to those who lived within Vorastal. It was a simple fact of life within the encampment: the scourgers were always around, watching, waiting, and they performed raids when they thought the rules were being broken. No magic, no weapons, do as you are ordered, work where you are told, and no one would be killed.
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Garrett has been walking for several days.
He experiences the visceral reality of walking. His feet blister and chafe and bleed. His legs sweat under the leather of his boots but he cannot think of taking them off for fear of injury in here. Here, where there are no healers. Here, where his only salvation is his own blood; a precious resource, sparse and needed.
He walks. And he walks. And he walks. And he walks. Left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot, left foo–
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Lucanis cannot remember the last time he was touched so gently.
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Mementos of the Dead by breitweisergallery, ChaosHerald, ContreParry, IdleIndy, midnightprelude, Tafka, TheAntleredPolarBear
Fandoms: Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game), Dragon Age - All Media Types
19 Oct 2025
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The Necropolis Library contains records of items left by the departed or donated by their dear ones, catalogued carefully by Audric deep below Nevarra City.
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You have brought Sin to Heaven by breitweisergallery, midnightprelude
Fandoms: Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age: Inquisition, Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game)
19 Oct 2025
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A beat, a breath, and Ashur finished, “tell me your sins, that I may pray on your behalf.”
“Oh, I’m certainly trembling,” a familiar voice responded from the other side of the curtain. A sweet, smooth baritone just above a whisper. “Do you pray for me, truly? Do you think it’ll do me any good, or am I a lost cause?”
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feeling lost, letting go by breitweisergallery
Fandoms: Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game), Dragon Age - All Media Types
18 Oct 2025
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The dirt crumbled in his palm, under his fingers. It had been a dry summer, though the foliage does not seem bothered. The magic was still strong here, he thought, though he could not feel it. It had been unreachable for eleven years now; he had counted each passing second as though there might be an end to the counting.
Eleven years, eight months, two weeks, three days, fourteen hours, and two minutes. Felassan had not known magic in eleven years, eight months, two weeks, three days, fourteen hours, and two minutes.
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the ones left behind by breitweisergallery, oftachancer
Fandoms: Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game)
18 Oct 2025
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Lucanis always walked with purpose, yet this purpose seemed to take him less in a straight line and more on a meandering journey, lips pulling up into the shadow of a smile at the Necropolis. “Emmrich,” he said, and the word alone sounded relieved. Like the last weight had lifted from him.
“Lucanis,” Emmrich answered, straightening his lapel absently. “Welcome. And Spite. Lovely to see you both. The Crossroads were calm?”
“Quiet,” Lucanis said. Too quiet, Spite agreed, in a tone that bordered on grumbling. “Quiet is good.”
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I Can't Help But Wonder by breitweisergallery, monsterthalia
Fandoms: Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game)
18 Oct 2025
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“You want ugly honesty, then?” When Kieran did not protest, Davrin went on. “Cut your dad a break. He’s doing his best.”
Kieran wanted to still be angry, but it was getting harder to hold onto it. It was fading just into weariness. “He left us,” he said. “My Mamae and me. Without a word.”
“You don’t have to think he’s a saint,” pointed out Davrin gently. “Just hear him out. As a man.”
Kieran thought about those words and turned them over in his head as they all settled in their cots. As Bellara started her gentle snores, as Davrin slept as silent and unmoving as if he was one of his own wooden carvings.
He had his memories of his father. And he knew the stories of the Hero of Ferelden. But did he know anything about the man behind both?
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truth and i are never one by breitweisergallery
Fandoms: Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age: Inquisition, Dragon Age II
18 Oct 2025
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He was handsome, in a ruggish sort of way. Marian had found more of that sort falling into her bed as the years passed, the sort who had lived lives with both visible scars and emotional chasms left for them.
Garrett, he said his name was, with a charming look that was more smirk than smile and the most vibrant blue eyes she had ever seen. Marian hadn’t remembered much else of what he’d said, only that he’d snorted when she’d asked if he was buying her drink—”You don’t seem the sort of woman to appreciate that”—and that he’d followed her closely back to her room at the tavern.
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with my eyes closed by breitweisergallery for jeriais
Fandoms: Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game)
30 Sep 2025
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Dried blood plastered his hair to the side of his head. Ashur had hit his head hard. Tarquin was worried enough, even after they’d forced a healing potion down his throat just to keep him alive. He didn’t want the bastard dead. He just wanted…
He wanted…
Fuck.
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like broken clocks by breitweisergallery for WoundedSoul
Fandoms: Dragon Age (Video Games)
23 Aug 2025
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When Felassan did not answer immediately, Solas asked again. “Why here? Every time we speak, you bring us here.”
“You made me a promise here.” Felassan gazed up at the sky, the stars, the moons half-hidden behind clouds locked in a painting of a moment in time. “I was thinking about that promise when I found you again.”