The Fade's First Collaboration Event
This collection is for the members of the Fade discord server who participated in the June 2025 collaboration event!
(Open, Moderated)
Recent works
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The Storm in His Eyes by CrimsenKhalessi, JochiemGrace
Fandoms: Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game)
04 Jul 2025
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Dust Yourself Off, Risk It All For Love by JuneJems, Omabell
Fandoms: Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game)
27 Jun 2025
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During a routine trip through The Crossroads, an Antaam ambush catches Mourn Watch warrior Lilya Ingellvar and Emmrich Volkarin off guard. With Emmrich depleted of his mana, Lilya must face the two Antaam warriors alone in a life or death struggle to keep Emmrich safe.
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5 times Emmrich Volkarin Encountered Rook's Bug Collection by pgf59
Fandoms: Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game)
20 Jun 2025
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Emmrich is very fond of Millicent Ingellvar. He is not so fond of her hobby.
...not at first.
A completed collab for a Fade Discord Event between ToonyBrin and myself, featuring her wonderful Qunari, Mourn Watch Rook! Please enjoy our illustrated fic!
Small warning for bug phobic people. This fic contains many creepy crawlies :D
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Rook and Emmrich run the best pirate crew this side of the Waking Sea. But when Pirate Queen Isabela offers a huge payday and a member of her own betrays her, Captain Rook may finally have to admit to the budding attraction between herself and her First Mate.
Series
- Part 6 of For the Love of Random NPCs
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can we speak in flowers by floricolous for Bionicgrapejuice
Fandoms: Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game)
17 Jun 2025
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Emmrich found himself hesitating. What could he say to her?
It was, perhaps, too forward of him to even do this, to pen his admiration in written word then retch it at her feet — too much, too sudden, indelicate and indecent. He had not been meant to see the drawing, and an ugly feeling akin to guilt gnawed in his gut. He had placed it back, tucked it right under the same book at the same angle, and then ran to his room as if he were afraid of being caught. And now, his quill lingered too long on the paper and the ink fell in droplets, obscuring her name.
The ink ran, then dried, unfurling like petals.
Petals. An epiphany.
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Or, Emmrich leaves flowers for Rook.