Share your favorite pics of your Rook - Cara de Riva edition
thank you so much @chaosherald @xkatchy @serialsforbellara @kogarashi-art @zennihilation @jenn2d2 @sorcerousadventurer for giving me another opportunity to spam show off some more of my countless screenshots of my baby Cara. So, keep on taggin me, unless you are already tired of seeing her.
And OF COURSE it very quickly went out of hand. And it left me with a weird feeling of sadness, because I still can't make Frosty work with VG anymore and I miss all my awesome game improvements and Cara misses her wonderful wardrobe. So having a bittersweet moment here, showing off my gorgeous baby girl.
Starting strong with my favorite glamour shots!
Action Shots and pics with Lucanis and Cara under the cut plus some very important Bonus shots
My partner was yapping about how weird people are online regarding famous people aging and when they needed an example of an attractive older white man they used Emmrich.
Tagged by @sorcerousadventurer! Have you seen these? Probably! They're my favorite ones. Pick the one that's from a canon playthrough (spoiler it's none of them).
And no booty shorts anywhere!
Juan de Riva : Hottest Piece of Ass in Treviso
And other places...
That doesn't count as booty shorts, btw. That's just clothes.
Rules: List the first line of your last 10 fics (posted or WIP) and see if there's a pattern. If you don't have 10 fics, then as many first lines as you do have!
Thank you for the tag @kogarashi-art. I really want to take the opportunity to dive back into the stuff I have written during my DATV journey - and since there's not too much progress atm, I have more First Lines than I have Last Lines to post about.
I'll take the liberty to choose not only First Lines of whole fics but First Lines of chapters as well. And I may or may not interpret the term "line" more loosely (because I'm a rambler)
Gentle invitations to play will be put under the cut.
Here we go:
1.
He barely could keep Rook's body steady in his arm as he dragged her along with him. Her arms and head dangling like a rag doll, almost incapable of holding herself on her own two legs.
From "Trapped in, oh, so many ways" the very first thing I ever wrote for Cara and Lucanis.
2.
„Can't I just add this as an accolade to my resume?“
Lucanis knew there was no way to talk Rook out of this. Because he had promised it.
In a mood, drunken more from victory than the wine everyone had back then.
from "The things you promise" - a silly little oneshot set post final battle.
3.
“Listen to me, Caramella.”
Cara knew it was serious by the way how Viago used her full name and not ‘Cara’ as he usually called her.
She raised her chin in what was supposed to look as brave and courageous as a 9 year old girl - just a little too small and too bony for her age - could muster.
But the way her lips trembled, betrayed her, giving away, how frightened she was.
“I’m listening” she pressed out the words.
From "Hatchlings" - where we meet teeny tiny 9yo Cara as she joins the Antivan Crows.
4.1.
The fact that Caterina Dellamorte, First Talon of the Antivan Crows had simply accepted when he suggested the Cantori Diamond as neutral ground for a meeting she had asked for, told Viago de Riva, that the matriarch of House Dellamorte wanted something from him.
From the 1st chapter of "Bend don't Break" - where we meet Cara as a 15 yo having to move to Villa Dellamorte to live, train and suffer with the 17yo boys Lucanis and Illario under the hard regime of Caterina Dellamorte, the First Talon.
4.2.
“Your bag!”
not a request. It was an order.
4th chapter of Bend don't Break
5.1.
“I can’t believe, you fucking did this!” Sam’s voice was roaring with anger. But when he saw Cara frowning in pain and heard her suppress a painful groan he forced himself to tone the volume down. “You promised me to not go into "the Pit" before I deem you ready. This insanity could have got you killed, damned be the Maker!”
From "Pride goes before destruction", the second scene from my Luchadora Cara series "ThePit"
5.2.
The note was scaringly short and if it was not a weird thing to say, it sounded stern, even a little hostile in his head.
Cantori Diamond.
Tomorrow.
Midday sharp.
No signature, no sigil, not even an initial. Nothing.
From "Summoned", the 4th scene from my Luchadora Cara series "The Pit"
6.
Blood was a common sight in Treviso. Puddles from more or less public assassinations, dripping patterns along the way of Crows, limping back to their hideouts after an intense training or a contract which almost failed.
First time - a oneshot for an ask, describing the first time Lucanis felt comfortable to touch Cara.
7.1.
Cara was already about to call it a night and leave the bar. She had two glasses of wine.
The sweet red one she preferred, well knowing that it was the cheapest, low quality stuff sold in all Treviso and that Viago would punish her alone for ordering it in the first place. But she loved it anyway.
From the "Cara's Tinder" series, Cara's date with Turvi Laidir (@davrinsleftpectoral)
7.2.
The featherlight sensation that she felt when something touched her fiery red curls was enough to make her reflexes kick in.
Cara swirled around on a heel, while one hand leashed out to tightly grasp around the wrist of the culprit.
From the "Cara's Tinder" series, Cara's date with Cornelius Ingellvar (@librivore42)
8.1.
The headache she woke up with was out of this world. Cara groaned and tried to sit up. She failed. Barely able to turn her head, but her sight was blurred anyway so it was of no use to bother trying.
Part 1 - Heart of Darkness (A Warden Cara AU)
8.2.
Cara saw no reason for now, to even try and get up: The door was locked anyway, she was alone, there was nothing inside this shack beside herself and three pieces of furniture and she was too exhausted to even stand, let alone breaking down the door in order to get out.
Part 2 - Heart of Darkness (A Warden Cara AU)
My takeaway from that collection?
I like to jump right into the thick of it with my writing. Often even starting with dialogue. Starting with a bang so to say.
Works especially well with characters like Caterina or Viago to draw the reader (and myself) right into the emotion and the vibe of the scene.
gentle tags under the cut... no pressure of course.
tagged by @apothe-cary after a fuckin cold dm like "How would Juan react if Lucas died?" out of nowhere >:[
Anyway I kill Juan a ton. Only dies canonically the one time (so far) because I can't let demons eat Venatori!Juan I GUESS.
tags for peeking, but open tags to whoever wants to actually kill their darlings: @redaresss, @larknnightingale, @antivan-sprig, @vishantikaffar, @amoaliquis
1. Does your OC die before or after their lover? How old are they when they die?
Canonically, Juan dies in a trap set by a Templar (they get better). This happens less than a full year after the events of Veilguard so when they're 26ish. After they Get Better, there are things that happen that do some fuckery with the way Bellara and Juan ages but Bellara will die first and Juan will… kind of fade away. Melt. It's hard to describe. That happens long after their children are grown though.
2. How did they die?
Templar trap. Then, later, Fade poisoning. Also, I have a Bad Ends list where I just keep a bunch of small things where they die in case I want to expand on it, including: getting eaten by demons to cover up assassinating Viago, getting made Tranquil (which isn't technically dying but is kind of the same vein), getting burned at the stake, and just staying in the Fade Prison.
3. What were their last words?
How about I just show you xoxo
Note: this is fully unedited and at least 100 pages downstream from what I published.
“Goodbye, Antelmo,” Rook sneered, eyes burning green as they pulled the lyrium dagger from its sheath. In a blink, they rolled back onto their heels and launched themself right onto the Templar’s chest plate. Through the burning, they gripped the collar with one hand, the other dragging the dagger across the sword emblazoned in the steel. The enchantment shattered with a blast, knocking the two across the room from each other. This time it was Antelmo’s turn to go skidding against the ground while Rook landed on the balls of their feet. The cracks in the walls only grew, chunks of masonry crashing around them.
Rook’s hand opened and the staff flew back into their grip, firing six lightning bolts right into the mundane steel of Antelmo’s armor.
“You want big magic?!” Rook growled, the fade tearing again, lightning bolts flying through them, cracking right into the man’s chest.
Antelmo was crumpled under the weight of his own plate, each bolt of lightning causing his breaths to pause.
Rook kicked them over to expose the blackened chestplate. The staff in their hand was charging, the point at the end sharpening with the overflow of magic. For a moment, Rook disappeared, reappearing high overhead, crashing down point first as the staff plunged through the plate as if it was wool. Lightning burst in all directions as they landed.
Antelmo didn’t move, but there was an oddly satisfied grin on the man’s face. Rook’s fists were trembling as they gripped the staff, afraid any movement would mean the man would get up again. Blood trickled through the cracks in the plate and onto the ground.
White light shot through the ground. One final trap. The light shot around the ground until a circle formed around the staff and its wielder. “What did you—”
A column of light shot up, engulfing the mage and the templar, while the House of Nero fell around them.
