Kingdom Come: Deliverance

Henry x Black Bartosch

Initiation Rites - Black Bartosch guides Henry through his first experience with a man. (E)

Janosh x Adder

Less of a Sin - Janosh struggles with his grief after the Italian Court. (T)

Second Nature - A night of carousing after an unexpected battle results in an equally unexpected deepening of Adder and Janosh’s connection. (E)

To the Feast - Adder and Janosh navigate resentment and their love for each other after the Italian Court. (fix it/what if) (M)

Out of Body - consensual possession - modern ghost AU, Adder discovers the further benefits of his connection with ghost!Janosh (E)

Wine, Adder, and Song - Janosh is annoyed and inspired by Adder's approach to life over the course of their relationship. (E)

Queen Charlotte

Brimsley x Reynolds

And Stars - Brimsley and Reynolds take comfort in one another on a starlit night near the end of their relationship. (M)

To Thine Own Heart - Reynolds wrestles with his fear of commitment. (E)

Shadows of Kew - Brimsley and Reynolds investigate a haunted wing of Kew Palace. (T)

Baldur’s Gate 3

Vigil (durge OC) x Dammon

Imperceptible Progression of the Stars - Vigil finds Dammon outside the tiefling party. (T)

Last Light - Vigil opens up to Dammon about their violent urges. (T)

A Sunrise Worth Seeing - Dammon and Vigil grow closer following Vigil’s triumph at Moonrise Towers. (T)

Oaths Broken & Bonds Reforged - Dammon and Vigil meet each other again in Baldur’s Gate. (G)

In the Clarity of Dawn - Vigil is redeemed. (T)

Epilogue - in a quiet moment at the epilogue party, Vigil expresses how much Dammon means to them. (T)

Always Forever - Dammon knows just how to finally reveal his feelings for Vigil. (E)

Made Yours - bottom Dammon, pegging, pillow talk - Vigil and Dammon celebrate the Elturian holiday of love (E)

Respite - Vigil gives Dammon a full body massage. (E)

From the Dark - canon typical durge stuff, non-graphic vomit, brief gore, non-graphic surgery mention - With Dammon’s help, Vigil grapples with some long forgotten consequences of the urge. (M)

By the Light of the Moon - Western AU; town blacksmith Dammon wants more with his partner, Vigil the carriage guard. Complete at 15k-ish words. (E)

Symmetrical - An amethyst Dammon gave to Vigil early on in their friendship causes both Vigil and Dammon to reflect on their relationship. (T)

Never Ending - Vigil and Dammon explore one another during the first weeks of their relationship. (E)

Rolan x Dammon

Working Steel - Rolan, frustrated by his work, seeks out Dammon for some… stress relief (E)

Up in the Tower - Dammon tries to get Rolan to take care of himself, with limited success. (M)

Within the Storm - Rolan is a mess after losing Cal and Lia to the cultists. Dammon helps. (T)

Nighthawks - Modern AU! Long distance relationship woes. Webcam sex. Cyberpunk 2077 (E)

Infernal Arcana - multi chapter and complete (35k). An interesting project steeped in the infernal brings Dammon and Rolan very close. (E)

Candlelight and Wine - Rolan is grumpy, Dammon cheers him up with a dance. (T)

First Impressions - Some scenes from Rolan and Dammon's history together in Elturel, Avernus, and the Emerald Grove (T)

Rolan's Blacksmith - Rolan stumbles upon Dammon's interaction with a customer and gets jealous. (T)

Auld Lang Syne - Rolan takes Dammon to a fancy New Year's party in the upper city. (E)

A Fortress Together - On a cozy snowy winter night nine months into their relationship, Rolan reflects on how his feelings for Dammon have grown. (M)

Comfort in Hiding - Dammon, stressed about his business in the city, finds comfort in Rolan. (T)

Break Point - breeding, potion mishap, biting, scent kink - On vacation, Rolan's surprise for Dammon gets a bit out of hand. (E)

Date Night - inappropriate use of mage hand - Rolan finds one of Dammon's books; bondage ensues. (E)

Refuge - On a rainy day, Rolan and Dammon find shelter together in the warmth and tenderness of their relationship. (E)

In Each Other - some drabbles based on tumblr prompts (E)

Night Terrors - Dammon gets sick; Rolan insists on taking care of him. (T)

Morning Glory - a quiet early morning moment shared. (M)

Known You Longer - Multi-chapter and complete (17.5k), Regency AU, Lord Rolan Towers wrestles with his forbidden affections for a local blacksmith.

Unwind - Rolan helps Dammon bathe. (T)

Exactly As You Are - Regency AU something something scent kink something something (E)

Afterward - Rolan rediscovers his agency and hope for the future in the days and months following Lorroakan’s defeat. (T)

The Weather Outside - It's been snowing for days, but that won't stop Dammon making the best of things for Rolan's birthday. (M)

Vigil (OC durge) with Rolan

Gratitude - Vigil helps a very drunk and very bitter Rolan at Last Light Inn. (Gen; T)

Vigil's Promise - bottom Rolan, pegging - On the eve of the final battle, Rolan invites Vigil to Ramazith's Tower for some last minute confessions. (E)

Dammon x gn!Tav

A Little Light Reading - Dammon thinks about Tav whilst enjoying some spicy reading material (E)

Needful Evenings - Dammon gets caught in the act while once again thinking of Tav. (E)

For Services Rendered - light bondage, edging - Dammon gets tied up and teased. (E)

Dammon x gn!Reader

Melting Point - you and Dammon share your first night together. (E)

Gen fics/misc pairings

Sun Will Set - Halsin helps a dying snake along his journey. (G)

The Ring of a Hammer in the Hells - Dammon is haunted and inspired by his tutelage beneath Carixim. (T)

To Endure - Rolan finds his resolve to endure his abuse at Lorroakan’s hands. (T)

The Exiled - Dammon comforts Silfy over their exile and situation in the grove. (G)

Cat Nap - A cat helps soothe Dammon’s worries over his future in the city. (G)

Penance - Rolan struggles with guilt following his siblings' rescue from Moonrise Towers. (T)

Things Change and Stay the Same - Rolan and his siblings reflect on a notable moment from their childhood. (G)

One Long Night - Dammon spends his first days at Last Light Inn. (T)

Monsters - Dammon recounts his formative experiences in Avernus. (M)

Alive Again - (Aylin x Isobel) Isobel struggles to cope with her resurrection. (T)

Shining - (Aylin x Isobel) drabbles based on tumblr prompts (T)

Seed of Oak - (Halsin x gn!Tav) It’s breeding season, you get the idea (E)

Star Wars

Captain Rex x gn!reader

Rainy Day Refuge - A perfect rainy morning for cuddling back up with Rex. (T)

Golden Dreams - You dream of a quieter life with Rex. (T)

Midnight Souls - Rex doesn’t know how to dance, so you resolve to teach him. (T)

Heart of the Universe - After a long day, Rex is there for you. (T)

Summer’s King - On vacation with Rex, you (flower) crown him king. (T)

Killing Heat - You, traitor to a guild of listeners and spies, are sent on a covert mission for the republic with Rex. Intrigue, action, slow burn romance. Multi chapter and complete (105k) (E)

Briefings and Reunions - after the events of Killing Heat, you have a secret tryst with Rex. (E)

Rex on the Beach - beach trip with Rex goes exactly the way you imagine. (E)

Yadrinovo’s Rings - Following Rex’s loss and assumed death in battle, Kix finds him on a remote frontier planet. It’s your job to bring him back, but… do you really want to? Angst, domesticity. Multi chapter and complete (45k) (E)

Captain Rex x Riyo Chuchi

Rendezvous - Rex and Riyo find some comfort in one another in an unexpected way. (E)

The Way to Be Together - Rex and Riyo discuss what’s between them and resolve how to go forward. (E)

Gen fics/misc

Concessions - death troopers Pik and Waffle spar, and then, you know, spar. (M)

With Honor - Multi chapter and complete (160k). Post order 66 exploration of Rex’s grief, trauma, and agency. (T pushing M)

Waves - Exploration of grief and “what comes after.” Feat Rex and two OCs from With Honor (T)

Dragon Age

Note!! These fics were written a long time ago, 10+ years in some cases. They’re not well formatted, written in first person pov, I was shaky on how to tag, etc. Please show some grace for early 20s xan 🙏

Gen fics only!

How I Saved Weisshaupt and Also the World - 50k, Hawke discovers a cult that lives in the Fade and drives their followers mad. Varric, as always, is there to ride to her rescue. (T)

People Need Stories - Varric helps Hawke cope with the loss of his mother. (T)

“Yeah, yeah. You always sorry.”

Adder doesn’t bother looking at him. He leans back against the wall and lifts his eyes to the sky with its scattering of stars. He frowns, and not only because of Janosh’s stubborn grudge; something about the night feels uneasy, a little thread of tension to the atmosphere there usually isn’t. It makes him bring his eyes down from the sky to glance along the path out back of the restaurant leading along the river.

But there’s nobody there, as usual: no shadow, no ghost of movement, nothing to explain the note of unease troubling the back of his mind.

“Hey, you know that is bad for you, right?”

Adder shakes his head a little. He glances sideways at Janosh now. He hadn’t even noticed the slight shift in the ghost’s energy as he stands beside him, a softening of that hard edge of irritation Janosh’s presence has carried all day.

“What, smoking?”

“Yeah. I got to taste stuff with your tongue now, hey? You ruin your taste that way, I heard.”

A grin slides across Adder’s face. He rocks his head back against the wall, brings the cigarette to his lips, and takes a long, smiling drag. He nods as he blows it out.

“I can think of better things you could do with my tongue!” he says, and grins wider at Janosh’s wordless, low, exasperated mutter.

“Fuj, you stupid, you know that?”

But Adder’s smile fades. The longer they stand out here, the more pronounced his unease grows. And as the silence falls heavily between them, he looks to the side and catches Janosh’s eyes, sees his matching quiet expression of confusion and alarm. The prickling sense of unease settles between his shoulders; it raises the small hairs on the back of his neck. And he recognizes it all at once.

Someone is watching him.

Again Adder glances up and down the path along the river. Without moving his face he stares into the darkness to either side of the area out back of the restaurant, but sees nothing. He drops the butt of his cigarette at his feet and grinds it out with the heel of his boot, then shifts forward and takes a few steps out toward the river. He turns in a slow circle, scanning the windows of the high buildings above and to either side of him. Nothing.

“Hey!” he says, low but forceful. “Come out, shithead!”

But nobody does. After a second he shakes his head and walks back past Janosh to the door.

“Come on,” he says, keeping his voice low but not altogether able to disguise the little unnerved edge that works its way through.

He yanks the door open and they go back into the dim shadow and the humming quiet inside the restaurant. Adder locks the door and for the first time tests it to make sure it’s locked; Janosh drifts along behind him as he restlessly crosses the tile to check the front door too.

And then into the kitchen, Adder going to the refrigerator in the corner to grab a beer before leaning back against the counter. Even with Janosh able to join him at his apartment, something about this evening ritual chatting in the kitchen has become comforting enough he does it unthinkingly, and Janosh has never complained.

Besides, something in him wants to wait inside the safety of the restaurant for a bit longer tonight. He opens the beer on the edge of the counter and takes a long, fizzing drink.

“Fuck!” he says, as he sets it beside him on the countertop. He looks down on the bottle cap he fidgets in his fingers. “That was weird. I felt like that before, too, now that I think of it, at the bus stop one night.”

But Janosh doesn’t answer, and in the silence an immediate dark touch of dread sinks down into Adder’s stomach. He glances up and there is Janosh, faced away with his arms hanging at his side, motionless.

This time Adder says nothing, not even his name. He leans back against the counter with his brow tense and watches with the rising tap of his heartbeat in his throat. A buzzing electric tension settles down into the kitchen. It draws out taut enough to snap. Adder draws a soft, thin breath only once his lungs burn and he realizes he’s stopped breathing.

Janosh jerks hard backward. Adder gives a sympathetic flinch. The force of the stabbing must have been incredible: Adder grimaces, his lips parting, as Janosh jerks back again, and a third time, the first singular and the last two coming in quick succession, each backward flail making him look boneless as a marionette.

And then Janosh goes still. Adder’s thin breaths draw in their soft hush in the utter silence of the kitchen. It settles down thick and heavy.

“That fucker.”

Janosh mutters the words barely loud enough for Adder to hear. Slowly his fingers pull upward to clench into his palms. Adder shakes his head and shifts forward, easing off the counter toward his friend.

“What?”

“That fucker!”

Janosh yells the words so sharp and hoarse his voice breaks. On the heels of the words a huge rumble passes through the kitchen, more powerful than the others Adder has felt, a deep vibration in the bones of the restaurant that reverberates up through Adder’s body and rattles the flatware in the cabinets. Adder stumbles to the side.

“Janosh!” he says now, as the rumble fades. “Calm down and tell me what happened.”

But Janosh goes on shouting. “That fucker did not even mean to kill me! I die and for what!”

This time Adder feels the rumble beginning, a deep rising voice that trembles through the kitchen. It throws him staggering to the side again, bangs a cabinet door open and three glasses spill out to shatter on the ground at his feet. He yells out and stumbles back, barely keeping his feet as a third, harder vibration grips the kitchen. A plate slides with a harsh ceramic scrape from a high cabinet behind him, strikes his shoulder, and breaks on the floor.

“Janosh!” he cries out, startled by the impact and the burst of pain down his arm.

The lights in the kitchen flicker. His heart thuds hard against his ribcage. He manages to stagger back against the counter and hold onto it, half crouched with an arm over his head as the kitchen shakes and dishes and glasses shatter one after another on the tile.

And then slowly the rumble fades. Adder crouches there, his harsh breaths shaking and labored, his entire system bright and pounding with the first real fear he’s felt in years. He stays there until the last silent vibrations have faded out beneath his boots, and then a minute longer, before he pulls his arm away from his head and stands there leaned over the counter breathing hard.

Adder picks himself up slowly. He turns to face Janosh with his eyes wide and his expression confounded. He can’t help the way he shrinks back against the counter when he finds Janosh standing there looking at him, and an immediate spear of guilt goes through him at the way Janosh’s eyes widen in return and his eyebrows pinch together.

“You scared of me, hey?” he says, low and sad.

Adder looks back at him, still half turned against the counter. He releases a long, shaking breath. A tickle on his skin: he glances down at the trickle of dark blood working its way down his forearm. Janosh makes a soft, distressed sound to see it.

But past the blood, past his fear, something assembles in the back of his head, and he stops to focus on it. What Janosh had yelled while the kitchen shook and rumbled . . .

Adder lifts his eyes back to Janosh. They stare at each other, the ghost’s expression turning more and more confused the longer Adder holds his eyes.

“Janosh,” Adder says. “I think [redacted] killed you.”