losing dogs

Melody - They/them - 31 I like Anders in a way that's concerning to the Chantry

[mylosingdogs]

Losing Dogs is a currently-being-written, Anders/Justice-centric Dragon Age worldstate, encompassing as much as the franchise as I can manage. The main ship and its ending will be Solas/Anders/Justice, but a large swathe of the pre-Inquisition series will be dedicated to Anders/Bethany, Justice/Bethany, Justice/Sorrow, and Anders/Hawke. Other ships mentioned in the lore are Solas/Felassan, Solas/Mythal, Anders/m!HoF, Hawke/Fenris, m!Cadash/Lantos, and m!Cadash/Harding.

Sun-Touched (Explicit / 77,502)

Relationships:

Anders/Female Hawke, Anders/Bethany Hawke, Female Hawke/Justice, Bethany Hawke/Justice, Justice/Original Spirit Character, Fenris/Female Hawke, Male Cadash/Lantos Anders & Merrill, Anders & Isabela, Anders & Original Male Characters, Anders & Original Female Character, Anders & Terrie, Anders & Grace, Anders & Decimus, Anders & Fenris

Characters:

Anders, Justice, Female!Red!Rogue Hawke, Bethany Hawke, Fenris, Isabela, Merrill, Edric Cadash, Lantos, Terrie, Bancroft, Decimus, Grace, Sketch, Original Mage Underground Characters, Original Carta Characters, Original Spirit Character

Tags:

Major Character Death, Major Character Injury, Explicit Sexual Content, Graphic Descriptions of Violence/Torture/Death/Corpses, Cheating, Love Triangles, Miscommunication, Carta Worldbuilding, Mage Underground Worldbuilding, Fade Worldbuilding

Summary:

After Bethany has been taken into the wretched Gallows, Justice and Anders vow to one day deliver her from her Templar jailers... Only to have their heart crushed when she admits to having gone of her own volition. In the following months, Anders falls victim to Lydia Hawke's whirlwind of tempestuous passion. When a job for the Mage Underground goes disastrously wrong, he attempts to spin the aftermath into an opportunity to secure passage between Kirkwall and the Gallows, once again pressing Bethany to accept freedom. Meanwhile, after gaining a foothold topside, Edric Cadash follows the rest of the Carta to Kirkwall. The powerful gang infests the place like ants scouring a hill for traces of that sweet, sweet Lyrium. As a simple dwarf, he's never asked for much. Warm meals, clean clothes, and the company of his best friend has always been more than enough — but his family's legacy gnaws on him like a rabid bronto, pushing, taking, and demanding more. When Varric Tethras approaches Edric with a job he shouldn't touch with a ten foot pole, all he can think about is how many people it'd help. And that's always the problem, ain't it?

Microfic May (2026) (Gen / 583)

Relationships:

Male Cadash/Lantos, Terrie/Male OC, Anders/Hawke, Anders/Bethany, Anders/m!HoF

Characters:

Anders, Female!Red!Rogue Hawke, Edric Cadash, Lantos, Terrie, Original Mage Underground Characters, Original Carta Characters

Tags:

Dalish Elven Culture & Customs, Dreamers, Deep Roads, Dwarven Carta, Mage Underground

Summary:

A collection of microfics 100 words or less featuring characters and plotlines from the previous fic in my Losing Dogs series, Sun-Touched.

Other Fics, Non-LD Inclusive:

Scale of Ambition (19,666 / Explicit)

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. Written for the 2026 Handers Gift Exchange. Prompt: Hawke’s goodbye to Anders right before heading off to help the Inquisition, how well does that go down?

Current Projects

LD main fic:

Chapter 1?? - 5,446 words (in progress)

Sun-Touched prologue following Anders arriving in Kirkwall and his courtship with Bethany:

7,003 words

Amnesiac Fenders AU (Anders gets Tranquilized, Justice "dies" and Anders loses all his memories since the Amaranthine Conflict):

Chapter 1, 977 words

Amnesiac Fenders AU Prologue (How Did Fenders Even Happen):

Chapter ??? - 422 words

Cure Te Ipsum (Syrion/Fenris' journey through the LD plotline):

Chapter ??? - Drunk Walk Home, 5349 words

Sawyer Backstory/Fic/IDK

1649 words

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Characters (tagging process is WIP):

Syrion: #🧝‍♂️🍃

Sawyer: #👨‍🌾🍄

Bancroft: #😡🩸

Lantos: #🗡️⚡️

Edric: #🪨🪓

Lydia Hawke: #🗡️💅

Anders: #💥🐈

Bethany:

Justice:

Sorrow:

Terrie:

Grace:

Decimus:

[mylosingdogs]

I can't sleep bc my head is killing me and is full of thoughts like after leaving the hospital with my grandma's dementia diagnosis today my partner and I went to a jetti near the beach i frequented so very much as a kid and I keep thinking about how that little wooden bridge there was where I discovered my love for the song hallelujah and how I then begged my piano teacher to teach me how to play it and how I played that song every day for years and never bothered to learn anything else because it was such a soul satiating song to me and how that led me to eventually have a very spiritual experience watching a Jewish holiday service last year and discovering that hallelujah is a deeply Jewish song and then realizing soon after when I got into genealogy that my family had been Sephardic Jewish before immigrating to America and idk. I don't know if it means anything but it feels significant. i miss playing the piano so much

[aidaughter]

t shirt that says I PUT A NORMAL AMOUNT OF THOUGHT INTO STUFF

[theslowesthnery]

ah yes my favourite trope

[wasabibytes]

[mylosingdogs]

Soooooo my grandma's in the hospital and has been diagnosed with mild dementia to the point where she's forgetting to eat for days, blacking out, and neglecting to take her meds. Me and her sister are the only family she has left soooooo I will predictably be busy coping with this development. We'll see if coping goes in the direction of writing or video games. To be seen.

[bunabi]

happy Juneteenth to black fans in fandom specifically 🫶🏿 love yall

[painwithoutplot]

a character who not only lived but Went Through A Lot Of Bullshit while chronically underfed, sleep deprived, with an untreated illness, etc, realising that it's not normal to live life with permanent debuffs is something that can be so special <3

[mylosingdogs]

The thing about these fight club polls is that you guys HAVE to stop thinking it as "oh but well [x] wouldn't take the fight in the first place so they lose" or "oh well [x] would be able to talk their way out of it so they win" WRONG. This is about PLAIN OLD MARTIAL SKILL AND ABILITY. ALISTAIR WOULD BODY THAT WEIRD HORSE

[mylosingdogs]

My partner just called me boring for this take but idc. I'm right

[theresidentdevil]

Well, that’s the end of that. After a busy day I was finally able to get to finishing these. :’0

Of course I was going to add feathers to Anders’ outfits I mean wh y   not

Now that I’m done drawing Anders, Sebastian and Fenris in modern shirts and w/e, I’ll draw all three of them in their original outfits. Mostly for practice. Weee.

Sebastian | Fenris

SJzhsbdidnckdnske Can I please get these clothes?

I will wear these everywhere.

[mylosingdogs]

The thing about these fight club polls is that you guys HAVE to stop thinking it as "oh but well [x] wouldn't take the fight in the first place so they lose" or "oh well [x] would be able to talk their way out of it so they win" WRONG. This is about PLAIN OLD MARTIAL SKILL AND ABILITY. ALISTAIR WOULD BODY THAT WEIRD HORSE

[rivertigo]

that song of yours is absurd

[mylosingdogs]

I'm so sad that Anders regrets joining with Justice. Like I know that's basically canon since by act 3 he's talking about how corrupt vengeance has become but it's still so :((( that was your friend :((( u should love him

[mylosingdogs]

I accidentally said "Syrion and fenders" instead of "Syrion and Fenris" aloud to my partner earlier and she was like "Syrion and FENDERS??" and I was like oh God. I don't think Fenris would last 48 hours

[mylosingdogs]

WIP Whenever

Tagged by @thequeenofthewinter <3

Tagging: Idk who's working on what these days so uhhhhh random bullshit go! @the-cryptographer @softeasun @fellamorte @wardensflight @babydinosaur930

I very hesitantly started my amnesiac fenders au today. I have no clue how it's going but here's what I got lmao

Kirkwall was a wretched city. It was cold. The Waking Sea kept it at a near constant dampness, one that crept under Fenris' skin, permeating within his bones like a sickness. The Nocen Sea was incomparable. At least Minrathous had the decency to be warm. The food was bland. He was accustomed to slop, of course, as any good slave was. Rotten apple cores, molded bread, water with the consistency of gruel. As the Master's favorite, Fenris had witnessed luxury — been honored to exist in spaces where Magisters and their ilk gorged on gourmet delicacies. The smell alone had been cloying, heady like how mages spoke of their cursed lyrium. If Danarius had been in a particularly pleased mood, he would allow Fenris a solitary bite of something off his own plate. Like a dog slobbering for crumbs beneath a table, Fenris had considered himself lucky for the privilege. Bah. At least Kirkwall had wine. Or perhaps rather, at least this miserable mansion had wine. An excess of it — the only way Magisters knew to indulge in anything. On Fenris' third day of occupation, he had deemed the upper floors secure enough to search the cellar, wherein he found a surplus of tinted bottles boarding on wasteful. There had been an unnatural chill about the stone vault, tugging on the lyrium embedded within his skin with every step forward, feeding off the bottomless reserve like any other leech. Was it by design that the contemptible brands suffused with light upon activation, or an accident that Danarius would never admit to? To whose benefit was it that pale blue light refracted against the cellar walls, transposing him into a beacon of vile magic? No one's. No, that was untrue. It was Fenris', now. He had not needed a torch to handle a bottle off its shelf. The words were incomprehensible, of course. Danarius had never deigned to teach even his favorite slave how to read, but they were Tevene. That much Fenris could parse. The sigil was obvious enough. A golden drake encircled a vine of fat grapes. An Antivan wine, then. Fenris had gently replaced it. Further down the line of bottles, he had removed another. Agreggio Pavali — Fenris would know the shape of the bottle blind.

[stonesense]

teagan guerrin, the man who famously got locked up in a chantry for safekeeping during the zombie apocalypse

[mylosingdogs]

me during the character/ship polls: meh whatever. opinions are subjective. this is interesting data mining.

me during the combat polls: can we PLEASE get our heads out of our fucking asses and be so fucking for real right now