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vampire hunter? no i said vampire HAUNTER. this jerk sucked all my blood out so now i spend my afterlife knocking over shelves and scaring off potential victims and just making the castle generally pretty cold
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It took some persuasion, but Rook convinced Emmrich to try something different on. Where she managed to get Vergil's (DMC5) outfit is certainly a mystery, though it seems she lost the coat.
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Song Tag Game
Thank you for the tag @selennes and @nyx-de-riva
Curse having so many letter is my username. Also yes I have strange tastes. Putting it under a cut because oof it's long
Tagging @tiri5459 @doctormur @cute-ellyna @queenmuzz @let-gavin-free
I - Intoxicated haze - Self deception
M - Make it out alive - One Ok Rock
O - One woman army - Porcelain black
N - Nothing matters - Last dinner party
F - Feel - Lies of P OST
I - I'm not calling you a liar - Florence and The machine
R - Ready to die - Andrew W.K
E - Easy way out - Low Roar
T - Talking in your sleep - The romantics
O - One two punch - Jessica Boudreaux
D - Dirty pretty - In this moment
A - Ainsi bas la vida - Indila
Y - Yes & No - XYLO
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Thank you for tagging me @selennes
This is coming from the Modern AU Rookins fic that I totally said I would write, and wasn't procrastinating on because I have sooo many other projects .....
She laughed, and Lucanis wondered how offended she would be if she knew what his job was and how close that remark was to it. Though he hadn’t had a contract since he got back, mostly out of concern from his grandmother that he needed to deal with his own problems before handling any outside problems.
Hmm guess I can tag @queenmuzz, @thequeenofthewinter @awardenandacrow and anyone else who wants to participate!
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I'm a bit late for the Morning prompt, but still in time for DA Kiss Week 😊 There has been so much amazing content from y'all this week, that I felt inspired to make some of my own!
Thanks a ton to the amazing @kabsey for proofreading ❤️
Good Morning
Word count: 600
Pairing: Rook x Lucanis (x Spite)
Genre: Fluff
Summary: Post-Veilguard, Lucanis has mastered the art of restful sleep. Rook has mastered the art of waking him up ever so gently.
A touch. The gentlest of touches on his cheek. Dim, golden light behind his closed eyelids. Warmth and softness. A calm inhale revealing nothing but familiar scents. Soothing. Comforting. But also—a tinge of excitement. Desire. Joy. Bright and innocent happiness.
Slowly, unhurriedly, Lucanis assembled his senses.
The touch lingered. It was drawing attentive circles on his left cheek. Light as a feather, it trailed lazily to his jaw and resumed its work there. Alternating between playing with a tuft of his beard and soothing over the spot, before moving onwards.
Rook.
His lungs and throat still stiff and heavy from sleep, Lucanis tried to form a noise of appreciation. Out came only a soundless exhale. A sigh of purest comfort. It was apparently enough for Rook. A light puff of air against his nose told Lucanis that Rook had noticed him being awake and aware. He could practically see the satisfied grin on Rook’s face with his eyes closed.
The fingers changed their movement to slow, even strokes across his beard. First along his jawline, then his chin, then the soft skin beneath. No spot was left unattended.
The ghost of a tingle on other parts of his face told Lucanis that Rook must have been at work for a while already. Had Spite been benefitting from Rook’s attention before Lucanis had started to wake up? He felt around for the demon and found his presence close indeed. But rarely had his spiteful companion radiated such contentedness—a dozing kitten, mollified, placated, at peace.
Beneath Rook’s gentle fingertips, Lucanis allowed the demon’s satisfaction to bleed into his own. All barriers lowered, he felt himself melt into the warmth of his bed even more. His arms, legs, hips, every single finger on his hands seemed to weigh a ton and were now inseparably connected to the mattress. The only part of his body still willing to respond to him was his head, and he slowly turned it further into the pillows, inhaling his and Rook’s mingled scents as deeply as his lungs would allow.
A deep hum of bliss worked its way through his body, and he felt Rook reply with another soundless huff of laughter. Lucanis knew that Rook’s face now showed a broad smile and the barest hint of crow’s feet around happily twinkling eyes.
A presence flitted into his mind—apparently, Spite demanded his share. Lucanis allowed it. The demon settled at the edge of his consciousness—a kitten squeezing into the tiniest gap available, to partake in whatever wondrous kind of affection its sibling was receiving. In unison, Crow and demon arched their neck and stretched their entire body, hummed their appreciation and sighed their contentment.
The next movement his body allowed him was an involuntary jerk of his head. Rook had reached that spot on his jaw that had been itchy from dry skin all week. At once, the fingers halted. They seemed to contemplate for a second, then started scratching—gently at first, then more deliberately. Heaven. This was heaven. Mentally chasing his dignity and false pride out the bedroom door, Lucanis presented every possible angle of his face for Rook to work on. His mouth began to work now, too, and it split into a wide smile of its own.
Next to them, Rook was positively chuckling, scooting closer to their wriggling body, hand coming to rest on their chest. For a moment, Rook hovered over Lucanis’ face, whose eyes had finally cracked open, and placed a playful kiss on the tip of Lucanis’ nose and, finally, firm and languorous, on his mouth.
“Good morning, love.”
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Confession: I want to be the middle of a Lucanis-Davrin sandwich. Once they become friends you KNOW those two would compete to see who give the most/better orgasms. I need it. Please. Davrin’s growl and Lucanis’s accent?????? BEGGING. It would be all I need. Lemme just- just sneak on in here thank you.
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“I don’t have to explain myself to you why I write what I write” is the sentence every fanfic writer can and should say more often by the way
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It’s uhhhhhh fun mouth times in the community today
(Oh look! A link to a post on bsky! I wonder if it’s the full image!)
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Lost tag games
Dear @muwitch and @starlightsupernovae you tagged me for wonderfull games but unfortunately I won't be able to do them ^^" Truth is I don't have screenshots of my Rook at all) I am terribly sorry, but thank you a lot for tagging me, those games are really cool)
So, here, please, have instead two definitely, absolutely, not-a-single-bit-in-love persons who have been caught in the kitchen in the middle of the night X))

#illario dellamorte#rook x illario#illarook#dragon age the veilguard#lucanis asking them if they really had to make out where the team eats
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My playthroughs largely consist of me going, "Beautiful environment, you know who'd look great right in front of it?" You couldn't possibly guess the answer.
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DA Kiss Week: Reunion
Inspired by this art by milton-chamberlain!
Wanted to do my own version of Hawke after being in the Fade for a decade.
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Cassandra in the Trespasser epilogue.
That's it, that's the post.
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