d.d. heathen

... i don't know what to do with my hands ... heathen is fine : elder millenial : any pronoun idc : writer : photographer : davrookanis4lyfe

[damndirtyheathen]

Hey Hi Hello

Welcome to my little corner of Tumblr. You can call me Sam, any pronoun will do (she/he/they/etc). My current fixation is Dragon Age: The Veilguard so that's primarily what you'll find here. My creative outlets are writing and photography (maybe I'll share some photos here too... we'll see). Anywho, this post is a master post for me to help keep my ramblings in order so let's get to it!

CURRENT ROOK OCS

• Roran de Riva (human female rogue)

Veilcard + Intro

Meet My Ship

Character Inspo

What Has Rook Done?

• Xeraphnia de Riva (elf female rogue)

Veilcard + Intro

Character Inspo

• Arwynne Ingellvar (elf female mage)

• Daveth Mercar (human male rogue)

• Maverick Thorne (dwarf male warrior)

• Asala Laidir (qunari female mage)

• Luxe Aldwir (elf transfemme mage)

• Vex Thorne (elf female rogue)

CURRENT FICS

Perfectly Gathered Clouds of Doom

My headcanon Rookanis feat. Roran de Riva and Lucanis Dellamorte

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 8 (Spite's POV), Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13, Chapter 14, Chapter 15, Chapter 16, Chapter 17, Chapter 18, Chapter 19, Chapter 20, Chapter 21, Chapter 22, Chapter 23, Chapter 24, Chapter 25, Chapter 26, Chapter 27*, Chapter 28, Chapter 29, Chapter 30*, Chapter 31, Chapter 32, Chapter 33, Chapter 34, Chapter 35, Chapter 36, Chapter 37*, Chapter 38, Chapter 39, Chapter 40

More to the Story - Roran & Lucanis

Shorts about Roran de Riva and Lucanis Dellamorte that don't exactly fit in the bigger narrative.

The Weight of Expectations

The Titans' Calling

My fanart inspired Davrin x Rook x Lucanis fic feat. Xeraphina de Riva, Davrin, and Lucanis Dellamorte

Davrin Appreciation Week (Singing)

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3*, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7*, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10

Crossroads in Bloom

My modern Rookanis AU set around a community garden. Everything about the setting is still Thedas, but they've got cars and cell phones and all that modern shit~

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10

WRITING CHALLENGES

DA Kiss Week 2025

Day 1, Day 2, Day 3*, Day 4, Day 5, Day 6, Day 7 Lucanis Week 2025

Day 1, Day 2, Day 3, Day 4, Day 5*, Day 6, Day 7

Spite Week 2025

Day 1

*these chapters are NSFW

[dellamortal]

(If Rook is romancing Lucanis)

Cole: You think if you stop guarding, she’ll vanish.

Lucanis: The world has taken worse things from me.

Lucanis (Spite): Not her. Never her.

Cole: You’d burn yourself to keep her warm.

Lucanis: Then let me.

Cole: You don’t have to. She already brings the light.

[damndirtyheathen]

Spite Week Day 1 - Scent

SO I'm super behind on prepping for this week but I have a first submission in the least~

Spite hunts Rook in the streets of Treviso after being taken by Corix in "Perfectly Gathered Clouds of Doom" and realizes he might just care for her a little bit more than he thought...

many thanks to @dread-red-queen for hosting this week!

Lavender and Myrrh.

Those were the two accents that he latched onto as he patrolled the streets of Treviso. Lucanis had a heading, they’d moved toward the ledger house in the Financial District. Long abandoned. Long still. And yet… there was heat here. There were lingering scents.

Rook's.

Floral and resinous.

She’d been here.

They’d been here.

They didn’t know anything about them except that it was actually just one person. Steeped in pride. There were other scents here. Jacobus was obvious. The boy was scared for his life. Scared for Rook.

But there was a third scent. Clean and sharp, like polished metal. Pride.

It was easy enough for Spite to trail anyone through scent, but it was especially easy when he knew the scent well, and pride was something he knew intimately.

"No! This way," the demon hissed as he all but dragged Lucanis down a side street he’d almost passed by.

Did he not smell her? Feel her? How much did he truly love her if he couldn’t tap into her being? Spite wasn’t as far gone with her as his host was, and even he couldn’t deny the smell of her.

At Spite’s insistence, Lucanis followed quietly, knowing that the demon was far better suited for finding her than he was. Even if he wasn’t completely distracted by her disappearance, he didn’t have the nose that Spite did.

"There! Behind that door! She’s there!" Spite exclaimed, interjecting into Lucanis’ train of thought. He pointed at a door that had long been boarded up. Lucanis would have never thought to look there because of it, but he didn’t hesitate to kick it in, drawing his blades in the same movement. If he learned anything from Vitus, it was that anyone associated with the Siccari was not to be taken lightly.

He followed Spite down into the depths of the warehouse until they reached another door that he kicked open without hesitation or encouragement. He found her on the other side, winded and tired. She kneeled on the ground, a body that he could only guess belonged to her captor laying in a heap at her knees… a spiky rod jammed into the soft flesh under his jaw and protruding from his forehead.

“Rook!” he cried as he approached her, cataloguing the injuries he could see. Lacerations, contusions, bruises… all standard fare for a brutal fight, but it was the wounds no one could see that concerned him most.

One thing at a time however. There was no point in making her sacrifice end in vain.

“I’m alive,” she answered, her voice soft as a whisper. “It’s over."

Lucanis moved as if to touch her cheek but hesitated just before making contact, noticing the purple tone that had started to rise to it. Of all the things he could do for her, he didn’t want to put her in any more pain.

His eyes moved down her features to the rest of her body and finally landed on her mangled and awkwardly angled wrist. “Meirda,” he whispered, taking it into his own. “You dislocated it.”

She drew in a sharp breath against his touch and nodded curtly. “Need it set,” she breathed out through clenched teeth.

His face solidified in response and he tugged at his glove, holding it in front of her face. “Bite down,” he instructed, his face set in a mask of resolution.

She bit on the leather and waited for his count. On two, he moved to set her wrist and while there was pain in the movement, there was a wave of relief on the other side.

“Hurt. More than just her wrist. She’s in pain. So much pain,” Spite whispered as Lucanis helped her to her feet.

Lucanis could only imagine the extent of her pain and the mental anguish she was feeling over her altercation, but Spite knew. Spite could see it. Spite could smell it.

Not only had she watched her childhood friend be ripped to shreds, she’d driven a rod through her mentor’s head. She’d been forced to do unspeakable things in the name of survival and come out on top. While he knew she was thankful that luck had played in her favor, he also knew that part of her wished it hadn’t. That it had, instead, let her succumb to the torture of facing her childhood demons.

Then and there, Spite vowed to make sure she never felt that way again. That she always felt wanted and needed and that she didn’t have to see her demons manifest so that she might have to strike them down.

[damndirtyheathen]

BOOK ONE IS DRAFTED. like... really rough drafted, but at least I have a skeleton. bare bones... but the structure is there.

and now I need to jump back into the world of Rookanis because boy have I missed this man. It's been great spending the last two weeks in the heads of my MCs but I just... I need Crow Daddy back. even if only for a little while.

[trevisowillbefree]

Amelia: Nothing I'm seeing makes me want to look away.

The moment Lucanis realises she's interested in him

Lucanis' inner voice: Fuck! She likes me, doesn't she? What do I do now? Fuck fuck fuuuuuuck! Lucanis: Brain.exe stops working

[karawra]

Can I just say that Emmrich was so knowledgeable and so powerful that he was able to enchant a dagger that managed to fool even an elven god?

[serecenhawke]

For the love of

Chest hair

[dreadsparrow]

[damndirtyheathen]

[damndirtyheathen]

i need to stop writing one shots between my MCs and actually work on the plot but i can't fucking stop. they're so much fun and so cute even when they hate each other😭

[datvcompanionweeks]

DATV Companion Weeks Event Feedback + Interest Check

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DA:TV Companion Weeks Event Feedback

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[writercultureis]

writer culture is feeling mildly called out by every "go write instead of scrolling tumblr!!" post out there while you continue scroll tumblr instead of writing

[biowaredisasterbisexual]

Whenever I get a comment, including ones that just say “loved this” or “rereading this”, I really do kick my feet and twirl my hair in real life.

Just so you know. And we (writers) are pretty much all like this. I promise, no comment or kudo you ever leave goes unloved in my house. 😁

[damndirtyheathen]

[lostiel]

mods edits

[damndirtyheathen]

Your OC as the Villain

i was tagged by @silurisanguine to see what kind of villain my OC would be. I've been brainstorming and drafting my original manuscript a lot over the last week so I'm stuck in the mindset of my MCs over there and inadvertently answered everything as my FMC which... this result honestly tracks. I've written her to be the narrative foil to the MMC. While I wouldn't really consider this a hero vs villain story, one is def more morally gray than the other despite them both being agents of death and destruction (legally).

(Valentina Reggio as Vega)

Result:

narrative foil

you are the perfect opposite of the hero in most aspects, including your morals. in others, you seem more like their mirror, a twisted reflection. you complement each other. you are the yang to their yin, the moon to their sun. in some other life you could've been friends. fanfiction would say even soulmates. you could say your relationship with them is a little bit fruity. "you and i are not so different after all" you tell the hero... as you're dangling them off the roof. you are evil, after all. you'll probably die very dramatically by their hand but in a very unintentionally homoerotic way, so it's a win some, lose some kind of situation.

No pressure tagging @himluv @cider-and-isekai @antivan-sprig @npc-tabs @bubblecat-co @emmi4793 @thimblings @ubiquitous26 and

you

[damndirtyheathen]

well that was pleasantly surprising... the "no kings" protest in New Bern had a better turnout than the one in Jacksonville and much better than I thought they'd have. photos coming in the next week or so (yay for breaks in classes~)

[damndirtyheathen]

apparently there has been a bunch of Facebook accounts hacked and suspended for violating TOS and mine was one of them🫠

I really only used it for groups and... yanno... my job. I have a back up I can still use but like... I've had that account since college. so much shit just... gone.

I guess it's what I get for calling Nancy Mace an ignorant sack of flesh~