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"You were a Warden to the end, Davrin. A hero. But you were a lot more than that to me. You were my future. We couldn't find any trace of you. Maybe it's just hope, but whatever happens…I love you, Davrin. I always will."
It's been five months since the Battle of Minrathous. Thedas is recovering from the destruction of the Evanuris and the Blight. Treviso, especially, is rebuilding at a rapid pace after suffering from the blighted dragon attack.Lucanis is going through the motions as First Talon of the Antivan Crows, doing what is expected of him but detached from his current reality. It isn't until he finds out that Rook is missing that he begins to reevaluate what it means to be a Crow and a Dellamorte.
And Rook? She's as alone as she's always been. Just as she was before Varric and Harding dragged her on a quest to stop Solas. She just didn't expect it to be so hard this time around.
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Rook comes to Lucanis to take what she wants from him, just as she's done many times before. And Lucanis doesn't know how to say no to her...that is, if he even wants to.
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- Part 1 of In the Dragon's Maws
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“Being their leader must be hard. Always helping everyone with their problems, always giving so much of yourself, just for no one to see all that you do,” Teia said, resting her hands on Rook’s face, cupping them with such care as she gently turned her head. As if the Shadow Dragon were something fragile, something precious. “We see you, Rook. We have always seen you. So let us take care of you, mi dragoncita. Let us show you the appreciation you truly deserve. Let us show you how much we appreciate you.”
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The B-side of how things came to be. The defining night the two Talons claimed their Dragoness.
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- Part 2 of Two's A Party, Three Is A Crowd
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“Lucanis,” Neve began. “Have you noticed anything different about our leader lately?”
He shrugged. “Should I?” he replied before taking a sip, relishing in the decadence of the brew.
Neve’s lips quirked in amusement. “Well, she is our leader. We should pay some attention to her, shouldn’t we?”
Lucanis sighed, tapping the rim of his Antivan cup—a gift from Rook he could never quite part with, alongside his wyverntooth dagger. Thankfully, Neve never voiced any concerns about his attachment to the trinkets.
“What is this about, Neve?” he was exasperated by the conversation already.
Her smirk deepened, and she leaned forward conspiratorially. “Rook seems to be happier lately, don’t you think? I wonder if it has something to do with her weekly late night excursions?”
___________Rook may have a new lover, and Lucanis isn't exactly taking to the idea well. In his determination to unveil the identity of her new paramour, he learns so much more about Rook than he bargained for.
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- Part 1 of Two's A Party, Three Is A Crowd
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Two's A Party, Three Is A Crowd by StyxDysnomia
Fandom: Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game)
23 Jun 2025
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The Deal by HtonS
Fandoms: Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game), Dragon Age (Video Games)
04 Mar 2025
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Lucanis is Spite’s whole world: its jailor to hate, its purpose to kill for, and its torment to burn in.
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- Part 2 of The Deal
Bookmarked by StyxDysnomia
29 Nov 2025
Bookmarker's Notes
Amazing Spite & Dpitecanis character study.
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The Butcher's Toy by TentacleBodyshop (HongKou) for Yarking
Fandoms: Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game)
25 Nov 2025
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Daathrata, the Butcher, had offered Treviso and the Crows a deal. Control - absolute control - over a leader of the Crows in his hand. And no more burning hide-outs, no mass incarceration. The hostage would pay the price for Trevisian transgressions and in turn would be treated well if the peace was upheld.
Everyone had decided Lucanis was more useful being a whipping boy for the city and its Crows. Not a weapon. Some other kind of tool. One that was meant not to injure but to be injured and take it, like a chopping board, a razor strop.
This is me doing horrible things to Lucanis, using the Butcher, because people kept cheering me on. I regret nothing (yet).
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Lucanis does feel guilty, sometimes. Spite can smell, taste, hear. See clearly, once Lucanis got out of the way. To feel, though… it just doesn't seem to come across the same. Maybe that's what happens, when you get forced into a mind actively pulling as far away from the body it's inhabiting as hard as it possibly can. Or maybe it's just a spirit thing. That's a preferable thought. Less likely—but preferable.
Spite, at least, doesn't seem too bothered by it. And it has been a somewhat convenient misalignment, occasionally. In a fight, unbothered by an injury. At the end of a particularly long day, easing protesting muscles and joints into a tub of ice water without worrying about objection. And with sex. Convenient, that Spite finds it puzzling and pointless, at best. Boring, usually.
The problem, of course, is Rook. Spite might find sex odd and uninteresting, but Rook? He's turned towards her like the sun from the first moment.
So, really—Lucanis should have seen this coming.
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- Part 8 of kindred spirits
Bookmarked by StyxDysnomia
24 Nov 2025
Bookmarker's Notes
The most interesting take on Spookanis smut I've ever seen. 10/10
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Popup tooltips that work well on both desktop (hover) and mobile (tap open and close). Constrained width, so best for short tooltips or translations for a couple words at the most.
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- Part 1 of Simbeline's Work Skins
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After the world is saved, Rook settles back into life in Dock Town. It's a good life, really. There's just one weird thing. She keeps seeing Crows following her around the city. Apparently, the new First Talon has put out a contract on her. Rook is mostly offended he's not bothering to do the job himself.
Bookmarked by StyxDysnomia
14 Oct 2025
Bookmarker's Notes
The fic that shows why Viago had every right to think the gifted knife was a threat.