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[genjyoandgojyoandhakkai]

It's Still You

Emmrich x Rook x Lucanis (x Spite - non-explicit in this story)

After the fall of the Evanuris and everything that happened with the Veilguard, Rook, Emmrich, and Lucanis are stepping into the unknown, trying to build something real, something that is truly theirs. The past lingers, and external pressures threaten to pull them apart, but together, they face the hardest question: How do we live with what's happened and keep moving forward?

Like everything I do, it's extra there's a longfic in the works and oneshots that are sequential but not part of the main story.

Tags are at the bottom ✨

Series AO3 link here.

Want to read about how it all started? -> Despite Everything

It was late; Rook wasn't even sure how late. Emmrich still hadn’t come to bed, but he'd been doing some research and it wasn't unusual for him to stay up all night reading. Manfred would come get one of them if anything was wrong. Rook had gone to bed with Lucanis when he started yawning, and stayed wakeful though Lucanis had relaxed into their arms some time prior. Rook had some thinking to do. Sleep hadn't come but a decision finally had.

“Spite? I want to talk to you about something important,” Rook whispered.

“Important,” Spite responded immediately, keeping his voice down for once. Lucanis' eyelids twitched open to reveal the familiar mauve-lit evidence of her favorite spirit. “Rook,” he rumbled, cuddling closer to her.

“Right,” Xiqaa responded, twining her legs with Spite's. “I’ve been thinking, and I need to talk about it.”

She looped dark waves of his hair gently through her fingers, smiling at the way his eyes fluttered in pleasure at the touch. Spite was easy to please, at least where Rook was concerned.

“It’s something secret,” Rook continued, combing his hair gently. “Lucanis and Emmrich can't know yet. It's nothing harmful to them or me, I promise.” Rook kissed the top of his head, then tapped his lips with a finger, a silent reinforcement.

Spite’s eyes widened, bright with curiosity at being the first to know a secret.

“Won’t tell,” he whispered excitedly. “Rook tell Spite secret.”

Rook hesitated. Once she told Spite, she was committed. Things were going well, and Maker knew they had enough problems waiting for them without Rook adding her plan to the pile.

Casting her doubts into the deepest Fade, Rook said, “I want to take Illario with me on a treasure hunt.”

“Bad secret,” Spite hissed. “Spite doesn't like.”

Rook wasn't sure if Spite meant Illario or the secret itself, but pressing that distinction felt unwise.

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[beyond-the-frozen-pines]

team free will 🪶(from last year)

[littlemizzlinguistics]

Studying linguistics is actually so wonderful because when you explain youth slang to older professors, instead of complaining about how "your generation can't speak right/ you're butchering the language" they light up and go “really? That’s so wonderful! What an innovative construction! Isn't language wonderful?"

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Just your average male living space.

[First] Prev <–-> Next

[ethosiab]

Hello, World!

[spiritofcamelot]

Version 2. I like this one a little better.

[tartppola]

silver♀ dump + fairy gala sil/prefect sillies..........

[themoonstonechronicler]

how about maybe we dont call transmascs who dont work super hard to maintain their appearance ugly thats it thanks

[cartarg]

kitty of some sort

[hawkinsbnbg]

Considering Steve isn't good at being honest most of the time, Eddie takes pride on being the only one who can read him like a book. And by book, no one expects Eddie to mean it literally.

They're going out with their friends when Eddie turns to Steve.

Eddie: What do you want for dinner, sweetheart?

Steve: I'm fine with whatever.

Eddie: Pizzas? Chinese takeouts? Burger Kings? Or we can have Meemaw's chili again.

Each one receives a nope (and a pout) from Steve. As Eddie goes on with his suggestions and keeps getting more nopes, everyone pretends to be in some kind of conversation but is actually waiting to see if Steve's just being indecisive or joking.

Gareth: What doesn't he want??

Robin: That's just another Tuesday with Steve for you.

Nancy: Yeah, he's been like that.

Jonathan: That's why he takes so long to do his hair.

Jeff: So he's just indecisive?

Robin: But only sometimes.

Gareth: I'm so confused– Dude, stop shaking me, I'm trying to connect something here–

Grants: Dude, look!

Everyone looks up from their conversation to see Eddie already wearing a pair of glasses and squinting down at the open book in his hands. They watch him lick his finger and leaf through the pages until he finds whatever he's been searching for.

Not one to be left out, everyone surreptitiously lean closer and listen to what he's murmuring under his breath.

"No fast food, no takeouts, no Meemaw's recipes... Hm, he said 'whatever' in that tone... According to section B, part C, point A, he wasn't in the mood for actual food. Well, that's not good... But he said 'it's up to you' when I mentioned having a movie night... Hm... Aha! He meant this! Why didn't I remember it sooner?"

Dumbfounded, they all watch Eddie turn back to Steve with that triumphant smile and do a subtle fist bump when Steve agrees to have cheese sandwiches and tomato soup for dinner.

"... Is that an actual book?" Jeff asks, sounding in awe.

"So he's been bringing it around in his shoulder bag this whole time?" Gareth gasps like he's just solved a great mystery.

"Yeah," Argyle confirms with a lazy smile. "He's a good dude."

"Well." Nancy blinks, glancing at a dazed Jonathan. "He's certainly good for Steve."

"Of course," Robin snorts. She's never known someone who can read Steve's mind as well as she does. That's part of the reason why she has trusted her best friend with Eddie in the first place.

"That's commitment for you," Grants says and everyone can't help but nod in agreement.

[genjyoandgojyoandhakkai]

Despite Everything

Rookanis/super early Emmrookispite (yeah, whatever, it stuck, but if you have ideas for a ship name, feel free to drop me an ask!). Description and more below!

(forgot to mention this is a multi chapter longfic. If you like oneshots, I have those too.)

Oneshots here!

Lucanis Dellamorte had a perfectly sufficient life as an Antivan Crow - until he was infused with a demon. (It's complicated.) Now, his inner monologue comes with a side of self-doubt and Spite, and his latest contract is near-impossible: taking out two ancient elven gods.

Rook Laidir has her own battles to fight, leading a team in the wake of catastrophe. Amid the chaos, she’s not-quite-hiding a growing crush on Lucanis - a man who’s thorny, haunted, and just charming enough to make it worse. (Okay, a lot worse.)

Then there’s Emmrich Volkarin, the gentlemanly, composed necromancer somehow still putting up with them. When they’re not saving Thedas, Emmrich wonders if anyone’s noticed *he’s* been waiting for the two of them...adoring, steady, and maybe a little too patient.

An exploration of found family, love, and how good advice, good food, determination, and patient affection (slowly) lead to discovering love and a new way to live. It's tricky, and sometimes painful, but they are learning.

Xiqaa's sketch by @gayspacepiratesss 💖 the picture links out to her page if you want to check her amazing art.

The vibes: cooking, humor, romance, light angst, hurt/comfort, lots of banter, repressed feelings

Playlist here (YTMusic)

Their tags are at the bottom!

[rorydrawsandwrites]

Hee hee hee... it has been finally done

Not the first to be inspired by this fic (and definitely not the last, especially once it continues) by @wakebymoonsleepbysun, but I just had to sketch some of the moments in it

Don't mind the fact that he looks different on every one of these... I was still uh... figuring him out ^^"

I could just envision every scene so clearly, no doubt thanks to the vivid writing!! I was very charmed!! And I love AUs where we get to save him in some way, he (they) deserved so much better. Doey being so small is of course adorable, 10/10 would store him in my shirt pocket and feed him whatever he'd like

Though I saw he'll return to big boy size eventually... ah well

And oh yeah here are the paragraphs these are referencing, in order:

[rattanwhip]

[demonir]

New Doctor Who fan in 2025? Geez man talk about being late to the party, somebody give this guy a recap of the past 60 years please

Lmao jokes aside hi I drew these like a month ago, you can have them now. They started out as simple doodles and then I got too in the zone so I went back to sorta color all of them, it was a really fun exercise! I should try that again.

[dreamyblanket]

Maybe- simulating cuddles with disembodied Shmilk? Like he wants affection before his body is ready

-🍋

Something, something time goes by waaaayyy too quickly for mortals and he's technically a ghost so he can't even cuddle when he wants too :[

[ineed-to-sleep]

So I found out it was ockissweek LAST week and I missed it 😭🫠 so here's some BELATED sketches of kissies between my favorite lovers ( + some extra ones bc I went a little crazy with the csp textured pen )