#dragon age the Veilguard au

[insanityisthecure]

So yesterday while I was working out I planned out in my head an entire Mourn Watch Emmrook zombie/real world AU.

An organisation is creating a virus (The blight) and Varric, a UN operative has to put together an international team to find and stop them.

Rook is a medical examiner who had their license suspended after patching up Varric who they found bleeding in the street. Feeling bad, and needing someone to perform autopsies, he brings them on board.

Emmrich is a world renowned medical examiner with an expertise in neurobiology, and is brought in as an expert.

At first Rook feels threatened by Emmrich’s presence, but finds they work well together, and that they have something of a shared past, having been placed in the same children’s home in Nevarra (decades apart of course) Mourners Watch children’s home, named for the large cemetery next door. Manfred is his intern/PHD student who was rendered mute from a childhood accident.

Lucanis is an operative who was captured the previous year and subjected to experimentation, and has an altered form of the virus that allows him to partially transform and gain greater strength and speed at the cost of a certain amount of control.

Neve is an international investigator drafted to the team by Varric, whose home city falls to the virus and is quarantined and cut off from the rest of the world by the venatori who are trying to cover up the nature and origin of the virus.

Bellara is an epidemiologist whose brother was taken by the virus during their research. She finds traces of her brother as their investigation continues and they begin to question how much is left of the person once the virus takes hold.

Davrin and Taash are bodyguards/bounty hunters brought in to be muscle. Davrin has been on the front lines since the very first outbreak, Taash is a soldier of fortune who starts off in it for the money, but then found family and all that.

Harding is the token spy, knows everything and everyone, and everything about everyone.

And Solas is an ex member of the organisation spreading the virus who is infected but asymptomatic to the virus but still has to be isolated. He’s in one of those huge glass prison cells and will only talk to Rook (Black list type deal) and he slowly has her exposed to the virus so she is infected in the same way he is so he can swap places with her without the box freaking out that he’s escaped.

I don’t have all the details, but I think I need to write some of it.

[therookerydatv]

I was doing some more plot outlining for the rewrite AU and I just realized I gave my main Rook, Agni like...severe unaddressed abandonment issues,...and they're in a relationship with Davrin, the guy who won't even talk about having a future with you until after Weisshaupt, because Warden's have an expiration date.

And then there's the whole blood magic preventing them from processing Varrics very real and true death and then having to lose someone on their watch and then being stuck with the echo of that loss in the Fade prison.

My bad g.

[mojo-bro-tho]

Hey so I blacked out and wrote a snippet for that Pretty Woman Emmrook AU idea I was talking about-

Idk why anyone lets me near a key board.

Potential title: Blue Tongue

Warnings: Nothing really, just a bit suggestive (a full fic of this would be very explicit but I’m running on fumes for a snippet lol)

Enjoy below the cut if you’d like!

A knock at the door heralded the millisecond that Emmrich Volkarin realized he was irrevocably fucked. This was a terrible idea. How did he let Johanna goad him into this? His heart hammered in his chest, spilling out the ribcage. He couldn’t go through with this. This was entirely ridiculous at best and incredibly cruel at worst. He would walk to the door, address the surely lovely woman that waited outside and tell her that he had no need for her services. Yes, that would be for the best.

Emmrich was across the hotel room’s living space in a few anxious strides and soon found himself before the all white threshold of certain self destruction. The lock was undone with the speed at which one might rip a bandage. His hand reached for the handle, holding it steady and taking a massive breath through the nose before swiftly tugging the door open.

Behind it stood a young woman. Terra-cotta skin that glowed an illustrious pink on her bare shoulders with flecks of glitter scattered across what could be seen of her arms and collarbones. A strong jawline, a shapely nose that dipped low into a pleasant curve, high cheekbones. Lavender irises with unripened strawberries encroaching on the pupils framed by fluttering lashes and pointed liner. Her hair was shorter, cut just below the jaw in a rich black shade that admittedly appeared to be temptingly satiny. Between her full lips sat a thin, white stick that she pulled away with a dramatic pop to reveal a well nursed electric blue candy.

The woman’s inquisitive gaze searched him as well. The coat she wore gathered at her elbows shifted as her other arm dropped from its spot around her ribs. A… tight black dress was revealed to him in the process. It was knee length, nothing particularly revealing in terms of skin aside from the aforementioned shoulders and enough of a glimpse onto her chest that the smallest spill of cleavage made his eyes snap back up to her face. A cheeky smile danced across one side of her mouth.

“My, my. I wasn’t expecting someone like you.” She stated simply, bring the sweet dangling hand to his vest before allowing herself inside.

It was as if his body turned to jello, his bones reducing to collagen in the wake of her determined strut past his temporary doorway. A heeled shoe dexterously knocked the door back closed. Emmrich heard it lock as her free hand disappeared behind her long leather coat. She leaned in close, and Emmrich was caught on the scent of artificial fruit, sugar, and something that reminded him of being in a forest. Her glossy lips inched towards the candy that she pointed towards her teeth, tongue peaking out in a matching shade of blue and curling over what was left of the sphere.

“P-pardon me, but I fear there has been… some sort of mistake.” He stuttered, breath hitching as she licked again. A half giggle got caught on the sticky surface of the sweet.

“Oh? So, you aren’t a ‘Professor E.V.’ with an executive suite, rented out by my employer, in The Lighthouse? Because, if that’s true, Mister… I’m afraid the front desk gave you the wrong key.” Her voice came out in a purr.

Maker, she was better at this than he figured she would be. She examined him closely, making Emmrich feel more like prey than person. The candy stick was caught between her teeth for a moment while her fingers grazed up his chest, plucking at the chain of his pocket watch.

“Well, that is me, yes. But you see-”

“In that case, Professor, you should be more careful about the titles you share to services like ours.” The sucker pulled away from her lips again and hovered dangerously close to his own as her fingers went up to glide across the line of his jaw. “I’m sure you worked very hard for a position like that. But you have to be cautious. You’re lucky we’re so nice, with that much info we might be able to find your… personal affairs.”

“Personal affairs?” He asked. Her eyes flicked down to both his wrists.

“A lot of jewelry you got, a few rings too. Just saying.” When she looked back up at his face, she held a deceptively innocent expression.

Oh?

Oh.

“I’m not married!” He clarified, though he wasn’t sure why he felt such an intense need to. Her brow furrowed in a playful sort of empathy he was unfamiliar with.

“Aw. That’s a shame.” Was she… disappointed he wasn’t married? Emmrich felt very confused. “Well, more of you for me then. I like the nervous ones. Usually more interesting.” She teased.

“My dear, I’m afraid you are mistaken. I’m not nervous.” Emmrich attempted to correct, as well as attempted to move her hand away but she hooked him by the collar.

“You seem at least a little nervous, sir. More than a little. A pretty girl shows up your door that you paid good money for and you try to send her away? I’m almost hurt.” She pouted.

His hands surged up, one catching on the corner that would lead them fully into the sitting area and the other going flat against the wall. She went still in response, though their eye contact never broke. In the brief moment of silence that followed his own surprise, he couldn’t but be somewhat mesmerized. Emmrich wasn’t sure what he was expecting her to look like. He was no stranger to beautiful women, nor men or anyone else that caught his fancy, but she was something else. Her visage made her appear more like a statue at times. A soft, tantalizingly warm statue. And he had to be honest with himself, the forwardness that came with her profession did strike something very unexpected in him. He pushed the thought out of his mind.

“Forgive me, I did not intend to cause offense., Miss…?” Another short laugh softened into his shirt.

“You can call me Rook.” She grinned.

“Rook?” He asked, she hummed affirmatively. “Like the chess piece?”

“Something like that.”

[djarfskald]

DA:TV au bits and bobs

No title yet but here is a taste, I suppose. My brain is braining, focusing on this while I should be focusing on my other fic. (^-^);;

Branwen eyed the man who was moving slowly from cooking station to cooking station. His voice was lost under the chatter from the others. It was clear by the clipboard he had he was checking everyone in, or at least gathering names. She glanced at Bellara, who was eagerly looking everything over. Poking through the ingredients and taking notes.

"Hello."

Bellara snapped to attention, a bright smile flashing across her face. "Hello!"

The man quirked a smile, eyes flicking between Bellara and Branwen. "Were the both of you looking to cook? I only set this station up for one."

"Oh no. Just one," Bellara replied, nodding towards Branwen.

"Me?"

Bellara chuckled, "Yes. I can't really take notes AND cook."

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Branwen stepped into the elevator, sighing as she pushed the button for her floor. It had been a full day. Cooking classes? She couldn't believe that Bellara had talked her into it. Tricked, more like it. Either way, now she could cook a simple Italian dish. There was that.

Movement caught her attention. Branwen tossed a disinterested glance into the lobby of the building. She felt her thoughts halt as she recognized the man strolling towards the elevator, his attention focused on his phone at the moment.

The doors began to close before Lucanis had made it through the lobby. He looked up, his eyes locking on to Branwen. They stared at each other, surprise written on their faces as the door closed with a soft chime.

"No," Branwen said softly. Her eyes flicked from the door to the buttons. "No, no, no." She frantically tapped the button to open the door but it was too late. The elevator was already moving. What would she have done if those doors opened? The casual flirting between them had been done because they weren't supposed to see each other again.

Branwen dragged a hand down her face. "Shit," she said to herself. "This can't be real."

[mooreaux]

The lich’s wife

[viennacherries]

Cherry's Veilguard Twitter AU - Part 2

Part 1

[tekstelart]

I will cry if we don't get at least one hand kiss

[sorbriquette]

She really just hit me with that "I could make you worse"

Like damn ma'am, sign me up

[psin314]

so i did uhh something to lucanis. firstly, i just wanted to see what he would look like if spite took over him and he turned into some weird creepy demonic creature. but now i think i can turn it into some kind of uuuh abomination uhh were-wyvern-crow-spite au. the creature craves violence blood and other stuff like that, but he listens to rook cus spite loves rook. lucanis is somewhere inside too. (or not if you want it to be angsty)

[a-driftamongopenstars]

what bugs me about Morrigan in datv is that her story prior means nothing. her journey to escape an abusive mother, a destiny she didn't necessarily want, her journey of becoming a mother she never had... it all doesn't mean anything in datv. she's still an instrument of higher powers and what she worked for so hard is not even present.

and that's heartbreaking imo.

[jakface]

modern Emmrich with tatts/piercings

[zaahvi]

"in my arms lies eternity"

you too, dear reader, can make veilguard into an elgarook enemies to lovers story if you think hard enough 😌

[therookerydatv]

Placeholder name and possible first chapter draft,I'll have to export this into scrivener and shuffle things around but rejoice ye Monster Hunter Davrin enjoyers. For in my modern au Rook is the monster he hunts.

Below are the listed tags for this au I'll be posting here for y'all to block/black list, or follow.

Anyway Monster Hunter!Davrin x Vampire!Rook for the future

[lornaka]

Beloveds

[cheriboms]

everybody was very nice on my last post(s) so !!! more cole and manfred be upon you :D

[mooreaux]

The lich’s wife pt2, a stroll around the Necropolis 💚