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The Resurrectionist Society by wanderingspecters
Fandoms: Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game)
05 Nov 2025
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In the corridor was a sign, weathered and rusted, but poignant all the same. TO DEFILE A GRAVE IS TO DEFILE THE MAKER. And yet, with each passing year in university, notes of certain students would become increasingly detailed. Incredibly rendered tendons and muscle structures, pages and pages of fine charcoal drawings of bones tilted in all manners of articulation. When questioned, these students would simply say they did the drawings during regular study, when they were given access to official cadavers all while picking dirt from their fingernails. And the faculty would simply turn a blind eye, because what evidence did they truly have? And if they benefitted from the knowledge gained, well there was no point in wasting such an opportunity.
Grave robbing is the well-known secret of top anatomy students, and Emmrich Volkarin is behind in his studies
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To be truthful, he couldn’t blame her for the distance the last couple days. Iris. It was undeniable that something had shifted that night and it would not allow them to simply go back to the before of it all. Wouldn’t allow him, rather. Not when he now knew the wooden scent that clung to her, the softness of the chiffon scarf and her hair and skin. Not when he heard her fear laid bare, and now knew her as Iris. For you, she had said, and it quickly invaded him. Dragging him back to the gardens in the dead of night like some criminal to steal just a few more affections from her. For her. The patch of irises was well known to him, and that all consuming part of him he had tried so hard to contain for years now had so fully cracked open under the meaning he gleaned from it. And it didn’t take long to transplant a few of those thriving flowers to the forgotten corner she thought he was unaware of. With one, of course, to bring to her.
The yearning to know and be known in the midst of a world ending threat, mostly in between moments of Rook and Emmrich
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- Part 2 of Passing Ghosts
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Encore by wanderingspecters
Fandoms: Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game)
22 Jul 2025
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He felt it wane. The inevitable crescendo to what should have been his masterpiece. Hours upon hours of dutiful notes, etched in ink and love and good intentions. Melancholic to start but turning incandescently joyful by the end. Broken promises mended and to be made anew. For all eternity taking on a more precise meaning.
Bereft by Rook’s passing, Emmrich is fixated on bringing her back.
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So he’d sit in his armchair, and brew her her tea, with a teaspoon of honey, and a small butter cookie on the side, and listen. And laugh. And if he felt brave, he’d try to coax a blush or two.
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- Part 1 of Passing Ghosts
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A Marriage of Convenience by LadyMuzzMuzz
Fandoms: Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game)
05 Oct 2025
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An AU where instead of heading out with Varric to stop Solas after the War of the Banners, Zea Ingellvar is arranged to be married to Professor Volkarin, who can shield her from the political blowback. She dodges the executioners axe, he gets to fulfill his dream about 'playing house' for a few years before he ascends to Lichdom. It's mutually beneficial for both... but their hearts may have other plans.
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- Part 8 of The Trials of the Heart
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25 May 2025
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Heap Earth Upon It by ImSorREY
Fandoms: Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game), Dragon Age - All Media Types
11 Sep 2025
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Agoraphobic artist Mirwen Ingellvar is hopelessly in love with her neighbor, Emmrich Volkarin. She doesn't have a hope of him ever noticing her, so rather than finding the courage to ask him on a date, she pours her repressed feelings into her macabre paintings.
Divorced anatomist Emmrich Volkarin is in love with an artist named “Rook.” He's never met them nor seen their face, but forming an unrequited parasocial attachment is easier than pining for his lovely neighbor, Mirwen Ingellvar.
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25 May 2025
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A boy born brilliant calls something that remembers too much. Years pass. The dead don’t stay dead, love never stays, and immortality asks for more than flesh. Something like care. Something like kindness.
He is, and has always been, unbearably lovesick.
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17 Jul 2025