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Aneth ara, Dreadrook Nation!

We are pleased to announce our next event, a Solstice Revelry!

This event is a celebration of our community and all the wonderful content already in existence (but if you find yourself feeling inspired, don't worry - we'll have some prompts for you too!), a way for you to promote your own works and share others'.

To this end, we have carefully curated some Dreadrook-specific bingo cards for you to fill out as you explore our fandom and revel in all the glorious content.

As you find (or create!) something that matches the prompt - fic, art, meme, vids, edits, playlists, moodboards, whatever medium of your choice may be - mark it off on your card and share the recs!

Completed bingo cards will be shared on our blog as part of our Summer Revelry 2025 collection, and your name will be added to our new Dreadrook Hall of Fame as an event champion!

If you yourself are not a content creator, this is a great, low-pressure way to participate in the community and show some love for our content creators!

Cards will be released into the wild on 6/1 and can be completed any time until 6/14!

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The DreadRook Week 2025 has wrapped up and we are left with amazing content to enjoy.

Here is the list of it by prompts:

Day 1 - Fade Conversations || "You are ever in my thoughts"

Day 2: Memories || "Maybe forever was a word meant for memories, not for people."

Day 3: Mirrors || "Eyes mirror the soul, and reflect the person looking into them. What does that say about you?"

Day 4: Regret || "And I suppose I had you."

Day 5: Sacrifice || "The healer has the bloodiest hands."

Day 6: The Ending || "No real god need prove himself. Anyone who tries is mad or lying."

Day 7: Alternate Universe || "Perhaps, in another life, we will meet again under kinder stars."

By content type:

Fan fiction || Art || Game Photography || Edit || Gifs || Memes

And of course, visit our AO3 collection

Ma sarennas once again to every creator who has participated!

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Hello Dreadrook Nation!

Dreadrook Week has finally come to a close, and we hope you have enjoyed the incredible feast of content shared this week (we know we certainly have!).

We are truly blown away and inspired by all the amazing fanworks we have seen - fics, fanart, memes, edits, game photography, plot bunnies, truly everything, - and, we want to sincerely thank every person that participated in this event.

You are the lifeblood of fandom and keep our ship afloat! While we put together a masterpost for you to peruse at your leisure, please be sure to check out the #Dreadrook Week 2025 tag, our AO3 collection, and show the creators some love! Drop a comment or a kudos on their fics, reblog or comment on their posts, and keep a weather-eye on the horizon for our next event...

Ma serannas!

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Dreadrook Week 2025 Day 7 Alternate Universe:

The Blighted Path

Summary: While attempting to defend the Lighthouse against eerie fade creatures, Rook falls into a nightmare timeline where a lonely, blighted god seduces her into staying with him forever.

Snippet:

There was a creak of the bench as Solas rose. His wolf mantle slid off his shoulders and he tossed it aside. Bare chested, battle scars old and new glistening red, he approached her. He canted his head, studying every inch of her, lingering on her hair, her eyes, then sliding down her body. He touched her face, stroking the throbbing flush of her cheekbone with his thumb. There was a soft flow of elven words spoken as if she was meant to understand them, and then when she gazed at him uncomprehending, he sighed and chuckled fondly, “of course, I will have to teach this version of you.” His thumb swept over her lips, parting them slightly. Her tongue behaved itself, but it was difficult. This fever dream was the most terrible kind of temptation. It was wrong, and this was not her Solas, but the blood flame in his eyes burned for her.

For her.

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DreadRook Week Day 7 - AU

Orlesian Eurovision AU crackfic that was taken a little too seriously

(enter Solrooklassan)

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Deliriously Lustful

Playlist || AO3

This was a terrible, terrible idea. And Rook was a connoisseur of those.

Read in full on AO3 (mind the tags!), and a little taste below the cut

His lips glistened in the low torchlight, the shimmer from the first drink still clinging to them, and Rook thought that this was probably a mistake. It was most definitely a mistake. One of many they have committed to since meeting Varric. Rook should have listened to the common sense they have so famously lacked. But they were in for a bit, so they would see it through. It could prove to be more than they could handle, but they did not mind as they watched Felassan’s heavy-lidded eyes, dark as tar from his blown pupils.

“Deliriously lustful,” Rook repeated under their breath, “That’s a new one.”

“Better than terminally repressed,” Felassan murmured, his fingers brushing against the edge of their mask, softly pulling on it. “May I?”

Rook stilled. They did not need Felassan coming back to report on their appearance the minute they left the space. “You’re not getting it off.”

“That’s fine by me,” He said, his lips brushing past Rook’s, his fingers wrapping around the nape of their neck, bodies pushed flush against the wall. “I prefer mysteries anyway.”

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Fates Intertwined - WoundedSoul - Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game) [Archive of Our Own]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65472307

Vhenan…

The black wolf calls her softly. Gently. Their centuries spent together in love have brought them to this moment. To fate. To destiny.

To the end of the world. Cleansed in fire and blood to be reborn once more.

Dreadrook day 7- AU

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dreadrook week day 6: the ending (no this isn't a day late don't even worry about it)

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What an emotional rollercoaster from one AU snippet to another!

title: dream a little dream of [redacted] characters: rook, solas pairings: rook/solas word count: 5,448 summary: solas keeps having strange dreams, and they keep ending the same way- usually. he isn't sure what to make of it. or if he likes it or not | written for dreadrook week, using the prompt 'alternate universe' @thelighthouse-server preview:

Behind the shop counter was Rook.

He wore odd clothing as well, his hair was different, but– he grinned at Solas, big and bright, and the sight gave him the same foolish flush in his chest that it always did.

“Your turn,” he said teasingly. “It's afternoon and you're still half asleep?”

Solas moved up to stand at the counter. He wanted to ask Rook what he was doing here, what here was, but it remained loud and bright and his brain was failing him.

Luckily Rook did not notice Solas was having some kind of inner crisis.

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Dreadrook Week Day 5 and 6

Sacrifice and the Ending

This one was short and sweet so I am just posting it here to Tumblr. If you haven't been reading my little Dreadrook series for Dreadrook week it's here

I may do more in the future. I may not. But for now enjoy the rest of the week

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Rook smiles as she tends the small garden. Fingers lingering as they brush down the tender heart shaped leaves of the elfroot before her. A plant that reminds her so much of her love. Of their life together. The sacrifices they have made to heal from their past.

And the bright future ahead as her hand rests on the growing swell of her belly. It wasn't easy to overcome the pain of before, but their love conquered all in the end.

And now they have each other. Forever. Or at least until the world needs her once more.

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DreadRook Week 2025

Day 7 - "Perhaps in another life, we will meet again under kinder stars."

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your need grows teeth / dragon age / solas/rook / 4.2k in total / 6/6

written for dreadrook week 2025. @thelighthouse-server

had to skip yesterday because of my cousin's wedding, rip. thank you sm for this past week and everyone's kind tags, reblogs & likes and thank you to the lighthouse server for organizing this event! 🩷 it was fun!

this one is pure smut again, 18+ only.

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“We've got to stop meeting like this,” Vittoria pants against his mouth, fingers fumbling around the small office closet for a light switch. She doesn't find it, instead Solas crowds her further into the back wall, knocking down a few binders and printer papers on the floor.

“Any objections?” Solas asks against her bare neck, nosing the dark brown skin under her jawbone, before nipping it with his teeth.

“No,” she says with a moan, cupping the back of his skull with her palm, her other hand's finger digging into his shoulder, “but absolutely no one can know about this.”

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“Noted,” Solas says and with a quick flash of a movement slips his cold hand under her cream white pressed shirt. She shivers as his long fingers dance over her ribbones.

“I mean it,” Vittoria says, letting out a small pleased sigh as Solas grabs her breast over her lace bra, while he sucks on her neck like a bloody vampire. “I can't go out there looking like I was mauled by a wolf again.”

“Noted,” Solas says again. He always gets so single-mindedly focused when they do this – it's like he completely turns his terrifyingly smart brain offline. Not that Vittoria will ever complain about that.

This is the sixth time they have snuck away to fuck at work in as many months they have worked together. It’s still as exhilarating as it was the first time. The first time they did this was at the Wintersend office party after having a huge fight in front of all their coworkers. Vittoria had worked at the company for three weeks and didn't know anyone really well, but figured that a few drinks would loosen up everyone's tongue enough for the party not to be terribly awkward.

She mingled around the party mildly sloshed, until she ended up talking with Solas, which was a grave mistake. She doesn’t even remember what the original argument was about, but they ended up fucking in the cloakroom afterwards, and Vittoria was forced to admit that it was the best sex of her life, though admittedly she was having a bit of a dry spell back then. Solas fixed that up very quickly.

It was only the start of many more arguments, but they soon learned to channel their frustrated energy in other ways – even at work. As much as Vittoria loves to pretend that none of her coworkers know about them, it's a rather hopeless idea. One time when she and Solas snuck away, they surprised Lace and Taash making out in the office closet, which was mortifying for all four of them. Taash winked at her cheekily after they left them alone with awkward apologies, which was so embarrassing that Vittoria didn’t talk (or argue, rather) with Solas for two weeks.

They never fuck or even see each other on their freetime. There are rumours around the office about Solas having other flings all the time, and Vittoria tries not to let it bother her. It’s just sex. It's not as if either of them have feelings for each other or anything.

Definitely not.

She fumbles with his belt buckle before finally managing to open it. Vittoria unzips his trousers, pulls down his underwear and unceremoniously grabs his prick in her hand. Solas groans loudly and lifts his head to kiss her again, long and hard. He's velvety and soft in her fist as she slowly jacks him off. She quickly grows tired of it, though, wanting to feel him inside of her, so she lets go and pulls away from his mouth to turn around and pulls down her black pencil skirt and underwear.

“Fuck me.”

Vittoria looks at him over her shoulder. He looks completely wrecked – his lips are bee-stung and his forehead shines from sweat, but there is also something quite soft in his blue gaze as he looks at her. Something tender. But then she blinks and it's gone, replaced only by hunger and desire.

“Come on,” she says, voice a little raspy as if she had an aching throat, but it's pure emotion “You bastard,” she adds light-heartedly and Solas smirks, which is decidedly not hot at all.

Vittoria half-expects him to make her beg for it, but he doesn't. Instead he takes a hold of his prick and pushes it into her wet cunt without further ado.

He fucks her hard and with great enthusiasm. He always does. She moans with every thrust, gripping the shelfs in front of her, but soon she presses a fist to her mouth to try to drown out the noise she makes. They really shouldn't be doing this without a condom, but she didn't even pause to think about it further.

They don't tend to draw it out, so it's over fairly quickly, and for a moment she wishes they would have more time to do this – that they would actually do this in a bed instead of a tiny closet at work.

Afterwards Solas looks at her as he tucks himself back inside his fancy expensive looking trousers and straightens his tie. He says nothing as Vittoria re-buttons her shirt and pulls up her skirt, wiping away . He continues to say nothing as Vittoria checks herself from her phone camera and sighs deeply. She looks like she was just fucked six way until Sunday. Fantastic.

She glances at Solas, who doesn't look much better than her. They will definitely be the talk of the office after today – if they are not already. Lace and Taash got engaged last week, so maybe they will gossip about that for a while longer, though she isn't holding out much hope for that.

“Well…” Vittoria begins, shifting from one foot to the other. Solas is just looking at her, eyes glinting with something she can't decipher. “Thanks,” she says and pushes past him to the door.

“Don't forget to fax the papers to Mr. Trevelyan. He expects them today by midday.”

She rolls her eyes and without sparing him a glance or word, and then she is out of the closet leaving him behind.

Apparently there were no real benefits for fucking your boss.

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The art? The fanfic? What a perfection!!

DreadRook Week 2025

Day 7: Alternate Universe

//"Perhaps in another life, we will meet again under kinder stars."

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Veteran of the Psychic Wars

A DA:TV / CP77 AU

DreadRook // Cyberpunk AU // Dragon Age - Cyberpunk 2077 Crossover // Smut // Explicit // Psychological Thriller // Sci Fi

With her rep in the gutter and no one in the Afterlife giving her the time of day, Rook has been in a slump, taking whatever gigs she can, with only enough eddies to afford rent, maybe a puff of glitter and a braindance or two to numb the loneliness. She becomes particularly attached to ones that feature a long-dead netrunner known only as DR3DDW0LF. But these BDs are strange, the script changes each time, the emotions are way too real, and she swears the DR3DDW0LF has a message for her from beyond the grave. But maybe that's just the glitter talking...

This was so damn fun put together. These games have consumed my life and I hope fans of both enjoy this as much as I did writing this.

🎧PLAYLIST🎧

📖EXCERPT BELOW📖

APRIL 22ND 2077- 1:34AM - THE AFTERLIFE

Claire was fixing up a cocktail and nodding to the other mercs leaving for the night, wary of the gloomy energy emanating from the woman at the other end of the bar. Finishing off her creation with a lime twist to the martini glass and handing it to the customer, she made her way over to the poor chick nursing the sad shot of whiskey she'd been given an hour ago.

"I'd say I'm gonna have to cut you off, but you're only on your first," she said, "What's eatin' ya?"

The woman gazed up from behind a curtain of long hair, a darker red than some of the wines on the shelf. An unhealed scar, like streaks of lightning, ran along her veins from her forehead, cheek and neck cutting through her faded tattoo on her chest. There was a fresh swell to her right eye. From a distance, one would think it a mark from a street fight, but it was more the kind you'd get from not taking your meds to stave off inflammation after replacing your optics. She looked like she hadn’t yet taken them, or maybe, she couldn’t afford it.

Behind all this banged-up bruising and back-alley surgery, Claire still recognised the mercenary. The bartender leaned forward to take a closer look at her old choom.

“Shivs? That you?”

The merc said nothing, rocking her tumbler back and forth along the smooth steel bar top, the ice sloshing around with the last few drops of her whiskey.

"The Queen won't see me,” she said.

She turned her head to the booth where Rogue Amendiares, the Queen of Night City’s fixers, was talking to some solo about their cut of the pay for a recent job. The conversation didn't seem to be going well. 

"She's got her hands full,” Claire sighed and shrugged, “Besides, she won’t be the only big fixer here. I heard Dexter Deshawn might be coming back. He might have something for you.”

She shook her head. “No one will see me. I fucked up, Claire.”

“Well, at least you and Deshawn have that in common.”

The merc shot her a look that made her regret the comment.

“Jeez…that bad huh?”

She shrugged. “Oh, I don’t know…Runnin’ with the Voodoo Boys to sneak past the Blackwall and losing not only the data you were trying to klep, but half the data your fixer gave you to do the job in the first place, along with your identity, your history, and all your money with it. Would you call that ‘bad’?”

Claire leaned back with her eyes wide, and teeth gritted. “Yikes. Sorry I asked.”

The merc rolled back her shoulder, wincing as she lifted her whiskey to her lips. “I should count myself lucky. I’m still alive. Hands’ll prolly put out the next bounty on me. Don’t know how, I’ve been wiped clean.” She swung back the last of her drink and smiled sadly at the bartender.

“That’s why I go by ‘Rook’ now.”

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Love Can Find a Way - WoundedSoul - Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game) [Archive of Our Own]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65457637

Several months after the final battle Rook is regretting her decision not to forgive Solas. And Solas is stuck living in his bad decisions.

But maybe one day they can be together again.

My first 5 + 1 over Day 1 and 2 of Dreadrook Week Fade Conversations/'You are ever in my thoughts' and Memories/'Maybe forever was a word meant for memories, not people'

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DREADROOK WEEK @thelighthouse-server day 7 - alternative universe ↳ interview with the vampire

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DreadRook Week 2025

Day 7 - AU

"Did you think you'd win the day without some painful sacrifice?"

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this is adorable! Thank you for all the beautiful art you given us through this week!

Day 7: Alternate Universe. Self-indulgent Pokemans because I've been playing the games.

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Thank you for this sweet sweet plot bunny!

Modern AU Solrook

I’m convinced that in a modern AU version of Veilguard, there is a moment (after Weisshaupt) where Rook somehow manages to bring a laptop, ice cream and a scandalous amount of rose into the fade prison. Solas appears, ready for their usual philosophical arguments, and Rook goes: “Look, I’ve had a rough fucking day. I’m guessing so did you. Is there any possible way we can not do this tonight? Just tonight? Please?”

They end up watching Mamma Mia and getting wine drunk. Rook sings along to every song. Solas quietly confesses he has a thing for Colin Firth. They both cry, but at very different points.

(Rook 100% cries during the whole mother-daughter bonding moment around Slipping Through My Fingers - it’s how Solas learns Rook is trans. Solas cries during When All Is Said And Done - it’s how Rook learns Solas is sappy as fuck.)

They swear to never talk about it again, but somehow it turns into bi-weekly movie nights.

(Yes, I HAVE thought about rewatching Mamma Mia specifically to write dialog for this. I did not have time this week. I might revisit it later. Until then, take one last plot bunny for Dreadrook Week, @thelighthouse-server)