hi hello I have written some words for @darkchocola as part of the @handers-time exchange!! i wrote you some FHawke/Anders, i hope you like it <3
Words: 1146
Warnings: none
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To rest in this silent lullaby
When thereβs not a whole lot left
Youβre cradling the pieces
Of everything I am
All of my love
βAll Of My Loveβ - Carbon Leaf
If someone had asked her six months earlier where she saw herself by the end of the summer, Marian wasnβt sure what her answer might have been, but she was sure it would not have included the words,Β βhiding in the Planasene Forest.βΒ The plan, such as it was, could easily be summarized as get out of Kirkwall without being followedβand as far as she could tell, theyβd succeeded. The general chaos the city had been left in had certainly helped, and crossing the river delta that divided Kirkwall from the forest should have been enough to stop templars from using dogs to track them by scent.
Not that theyβd made it out unscathed; she felt rather like sheβd been chewed on for hours like a mabari with a bone, and now that theyβd found a place to stop and rest, she could quite plainly see in the dying sunlight that Anders had fared no better. If she had to guess, sheβd bet he was just asβif not moreβexhausted as she was. Even so, he was quietly setting wards around the tiny clearing theyβd stopped in.
Almost like he was avoiding her. Marian sighed and turned her attention back to her own task: pitching the tent that sheβd managed to grab on their way out of Kirkwall. It wasnβt much, but it was shelter. She supposed she couldnβt complain too much. Things could have gone worse. Much, much worse.
The forest had swallowed what was left of daylight by the time she collapsed in a weary heap on the grass. The dark was nearly absolute without a fire to see by, but the risk of the smoke being seen was too high to be worth it. Plenty of people in Kirkwall would have reason to chase after the two of themβany surviving templars who werenβt willing to take orders from Cullen, ordinary citizens whoβd lost friends or family in the explosion and the resulting fires, mercenaries hoping to collect on inevitable bountiesβ¦
Still, there was nowhere else sheβd rather be.
βDo you need any healing?β Anders offered, startling her right out of her thoughts. She glanced towards the sound of his voice to see him standing a couple of paces away, illuminated faintly by a magelight hovering at his shoulder. Where did he find the energy? Trying to summon even the barest spark of magic after the day sheβd had felt firmly impossible to Marian.
She shook her head.Β βNothing I canβt handle.β Her head hurt, her back hurt, sheβd twisted an ankle tripping over a tree root when theyβd first reached the forestβbut she wasnβt in danger of bleeding to death, and she was tired enough that she knew sheβd be out cold the moment she laid down, pain or no pain. While sheβd certainly sleep better without the pain, a better nightβs sleep wasnβt worth asking an already-tired mage to push just a little bit further.
His shadowed expression was plainly unconvinced.Β βYouβve been limping for hours, love,β he said gently.Β βAre you sure you donβt want me to fix it?β
She should have known better than to think he wouldnβt have noticed.Β βHow are you not completely exhausted? I feel like I could fall asleep standing up at this point.β
He offered her a wry smile.Β βIf being a Grey Warden didnβt come with at least a fewΒ perks, no one would want to join up.β
βSays the man who ran away,β she teased.Β βAll right, if you insist.β
Anders crossed what little space remained between them, and she could already feel the shift in the Veil as it responded to him. Every time, she was left in awe of how easilyΒ magic seemed to come to himβeven though sheβd come into her magic at the young age of six, Marian had never found it easy. Every spell, every little spark, demanded a level of focus and effort from her that seemed like climbing a mountain compared to how easily Anders commanded the same powers.
His magic felt like warm honey flooding through her veins, slow but steady. It seemed to collect in the spots that needed itβher twisted ankle, her back, her head, a shallow gash in her arm that sheβd entirely forgottenβand all the while it soothed her frayed nerves, too. Funny what a little dose of something familiar could do. At ease for the first time all day, her guard slipping, Marian drifted into her usual daydreams. Do the Grey Wardens have rules about marriage?
The magic simply evaporated in an instant, and she shivered. When she glanced up, Anders was just staringΒ at her, as if sheβd spouted absolute gibberish. A moment too late, Marian realized that sheβd spoken aloud.
βI, uh,β she stammered,Β βI donβtβitβs justββ
βHawke,β he said.
She shut her mouth.
For a second or two, Anders didnβt say anything else, as if he was waiting to make sure that sheβd stopped babbling nonsense. Then he quietly said,Β βAfter everything thatβs happened today, I never would have thoughtβ¦ No, the Wardens donβt care.β
Despite herself, despite the embarrassed flush to her face, Marian asked,Β βThenβ¦ if I asked you to marry meβ¦?β
βYes. In a heartbeat.β He paused for a moment, then added,Β βItβs justβ¦ Most mages never get the opportunity. I never even thought to consider the possibility.β
βIsnβt that the goal? That, someday, mages like us will have the freedom to do the same thing?β
A small, surprised laugh escaped him.Β βThatβs the hope, yes.β
Marian grinned.Β βThen marry me. Weβll forge the path for everyone else.β
As if in answer, a bird called out somewhere nearby. It was a cheerful little sound, as if the bird was saying goodnight to its fellows in the trees. She smiled faintly at the soundβthen turned her attention back to Anders as he said,Β βIs that our next stop, then? Finding a village Chantry with a Revered Mother who wonβt ask too many questions?β
βSounds perfect,β she said with a laugh. Then, gesturing to the tent at her back, she added,Β βWe should get some rest first, though, donβt you think?β
Anders snorted in response.Β βSmartass.β
She flashed him her cheekiest smile, then scrambled back into the tent. If youβd told her years ago that sheβd wind up running away from Kirkwall with an apostate just like her mother, she would have laughedβand yet here she was. It felt right.
Tomorrow, theyβd have to face reality againβbut as Anders followed her into the tent, Marian knew that she was going to make the most of what little peace theyβd found in the Planasene.
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For the Handers exchange being run by @handers-time
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Accompanying fic is on AO3:
Summary:
βYouβre angry,β Anders said, hoping to dispel the anger, or to at least allow it to come forth. The sooner it was dealt with the better.
Hawke nodded his head, looking down at Andersβ healed hand.
βIβm sorry,β Anders said again. βYou can be angry at me. I destroyed everything youββ
βStop. Iβm not angry at you. Not like that.β
My piece for @pinkfadespirit for the Handers Gift Exchange run by @handers-time !
M!Hawke x Anders | Hurt/Comfort | Words: 5765
Additional Tags: Angst, Nightmares, Blood and Violence, Tranquility
Summary:
Hawke gets a missive from Thrask to take care of a fear demon in the sewers of Kirkwall, which has nefarious designs for Anders.
(Set between Act 2 and 3)
Full Here
He took to the streets like a madman, not caring whether the guard or templars had anything to say about it as he pushed by civilians and ran like hell to the Gallows. Let them think what they want, heβs running after the man he loves and he doesnβt give a damn who wants to stop him.Β
As he ran, his mind kept drawing up horrible images of what he would find. Hawke chained and being interrogated, Hawke tortured, Hawke tortured and then killed, Hawke tranquilβ¦
He doesnβt want to think about that last one.Β
When he reached the Gallows, it looked the way it always did: miserable and oppressive, but something in the air was different. A horrible, growing feeling that something was horribly wrong. Blue veins started to creep up his hands but he forced them to quiet down, he canβt lose himself to Vengeance before he finds Hawke.Β
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Finally finished my Handers Gift Exchange for @lenioxoxo!! I hope you enjoy! π
Thank you @handers-time for hosting this exchange!!
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Rating: Explicit
Word Count: 19,666
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters:
Anders (Dragon Age), Male Hawke (Dragon Age), Mage Hawke (Dragon Age), Velanna (Dragon Age), Oghren (Dragon Age), Sigrun (Dragon Age), Nathaniel Howe (Dragon Age), Bethany Hawke, Jacen (Dragon Age), Original Child Character(s), Original Child of Anders and Hawke
Relationships:
Anders/Male Hawke (Dragon Age), Anders/Hawke/Justice (Dragon Age)Anders/Justice (Dragon Age), Male Hawke/Justice (Dragon Age)Anders & Nathaniel Howe, Anders & Oghren (Dragon Age), Anders & Sigrun (Dragon Age), Anders & Velanna (Dragon Age), Anders & Bethany Hawke, Background Nathaniel Howe/Velanna, past Anders/Karl Thekla
Summary:
Anders and Hawke have been running since Kinloch, hand in hand, through every Warden twist, Justice turn, and Hightown upheaval. When the Inquisition asks for Garrett's help, the two are finally forced apart. Anders copes about as well as can be expected.
Prompt: Hawkeβs goodbye to Anders right before heading off to help the Inquisition, how well does that go down?
Other Tags:
Graphic Description of Surgery, Explicit Sexual Content, Mention of Blood Magic (Dragon Age), Alcohol, Five Stages of Grief, Purple Hawke, Dad Hawke, Dad Anders, Bathing, Rimming, 69 (Sex Position), blowjob, Anal Sex, Crying During Sex, Alternative Universe: Hawke and Anders met a Kinloch Hold, Playlist, Podfic Welcome, Author is Anti-AI
Snippet:
"May I?" Nathaniel asked, holding his hand out expectantly for the letter.
Anders shrugged and handed it over.
"Wellβ¦" He said with as much shock as the rogue ever spoke with. "It seems like quite the honor, Hawke."
"Honor?" Anders crowed, snatching the paper back and slamming it on the table. "It's a bloody death sentence! Andraste's tits, it's like talking to children!"
He ran both hands through his hair, scratching violently at his scalp. His nails weren't craggy anymore, not like they had been in Kirkwall. They didn't tear at his skin or rip out strands of gold. The lack of pain was frustrating.
He was angry. He should be hurting.
"Love," Garrett soothed as he stood, gently prying Anders' hands from his hair and holding them to his own broad chest. "Let's just⦠talk about it, alright? I don't have to make a decision right now."
"What's there to talk about?" Anders snatched his hands back and the look of heartbreak on Garrett's face was too familiar. "You're not going."
Garrett could hate him. He could hate him for the rest of his life but at least he'd be alive to do it.
My gift for @gevaneva for the Handers Exchange! I loved all your prompts so much, it was such a struggle to choose just one, but I have to agree Anders deserves to receive nice things. In my wildest dreams Hawke goes across the sea to get Ser Pounce-a-lot back for Anders haha
Hope you like it! ^^ And thank you @handers-time for hosting, this was such a blast! <33
I love custom Hawkes β€οΈ Happy Handers Exchange (hosted by the amazing @handers-time) to @softeasun and her wonderful Hawke Marian <3 I am a sucker for transfem!Anders and domesticity so I knew I had to draw something post game and cozy β€οΈ
Happy Handers exchange @justafterjuly! β¨ I drew this for your fey Anders/ mortal Hawke AU prompt. I was imagining the idea of Hawke being a warrior trapped in the fey world and ending up bound to Anders in some way. I really loved trying something a little different for this style wise so I hope you'll like the result!
Thank you to the @handers-time mods for organising the exchange! π
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Long haired Anders and Hawke playing with it or braiding it.
Gift for @coffeedcait! for the Handers Gift Exchange 2026 <3
I was honoured to be the one making your gift, I loved all of the ideas but I couldn't resist making something soft and domestic. One ounce of happiness for them, please (γοΌΎβοΌΎ)
All thanks to @handers-time for hosting this event βͺ
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Stories in the Dark (2604 words) by Fiber_Punk
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age II
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Anders/Hawke (Dragon Age), Anders/Hawke/Justice (Dragon Age), Anders/Male Hawke (Dragon Age), Anders/Male Hawke/Justice (Dragon Age)
Characters: Anders, Male Hawke (Dragon Age), Varric Tethras, Fenris (Dragon Age), Justice (Dragon Age)
Additional Tags: Mage Hawke (Dragon Age), Blue Hawke (Dragon Age), Deep Roads (Dragon Age), Dragon Age II Quest - Finding Nathaniel, Anders' past head canon, Trading Stories, Farm boys, Comfort/Angst, Regret, no beta we die because I said so, Safety, 2026 Handers Gift Exchange, Gift Exchange
Series: Part 23 of Warden Tabris World State
Summary:
Written for the 2026 Handers Gift Exchange.
Anders hates the Deep Roads. Garrett wants to try to lift his spirits. Justice is there too.
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My gift for @gladiatoralligator, for the Handers Gift Exchange! (β γβ Οβ γβ ) <3 All of their ideas were so fun I had to mix them up a lil bit. I hope you like it!
And thank you @handers-time for hosting this event (β ββ β’β α΄β β’β ββ ) β β
When the withdrawals hit, Anders nursed him through aching joints and fever until he could get his next fix.
My gift for @bowiebond, for the annual Handers Gift Exchange hosted by @handers-time! His handsome Hawke had such deliciously angsty lore, and I enjoyed angsting over the withdrawals π
