Chapters: 5/?
Fandom: Dragon Age - All Media Types, Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Relationships: Davrin/Rook (Dragon Age), Lucanis Dellamorte/Original Female Character(s), Lace Harding/Taash, Neve Gallus/Bellara Lutare, Rook & Varric Tethras, past Illario Dellamorte/Rook - Relationship, Dragon Age: The Veilguard Companions & Original Female Character(s)
Characters: Rook (Dragon Age), Davrin (Dragon Age), Lucanis Dellamorte, Neve Gallus, Bellara Lutare, Emmrich Volkarin, Taash (Dragon Age), Lace Harding, Various Dragon Age Characters, Female Lavellan (Dragon Age), Solas (Dragon Age), Tarquin (Dragon Age), Ashur | The Viper, Charon Mercar, Viago de Riva, Andarateia Cantori, Illario Dellamorte, Isabela (Dragon Age), Strife (Dragon Age), Irelin (Dragon Age), Antoine (Dragon Age), Evka Ivo, Original Female Character(s)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Compliant/Adjacent, Follows Dragon Age: The Veilguard Events, but with some twists and changes, Canon-Typical Violence, Pre-Dragon Age: The Veilguard, Shadow Dragon Rook (Dragon Age), Trans Male Rook (Dragon Age), Other Additional Tags to Be Added
Summary:
or alternatively known as “the life and times of one chaos gremlin and Shadow Dragon, Lennox "Rook” Mercar"
What begins as a quest for Solas soon unravels into a grand adventure of saving the whole world. And while this may not be what Lennox signed up for, someone has to do something, right? Thankfully, he won’t do it alone. Assembling the Veilguard (along with old allies and new), Lennox and company strive to defeat the gods, battle ghosts of the past (including his own), travel all across Thedas and yes, even find love in the most unlikeliest of places.
Thank you @fadetouchedlurker !!! i offer two lines because i think they both need each other for context. and moral support
suggestive. out of an abundance of caution
The bedding so soft on the skin, and feeling it give way to their weight is enough sensory satisfaction to bring Tofana back to themself, back to the beautiful man watching their approach like a disciple at an altar lit up in colours of ardour and disbelief. Everything between them, all of the here and now becomes this is what you made of me because devotion makes deities and if Davrin is theirs and they are his then who would begrudge a god a little self-indulgence?
Lightest tags in all the realms @juniper-and-dragonthorn @mageofquandrix @biowaredisasterbisexual @handsignals @xkatchy @kai-dimir
And anybody who would like to join in!! (Yes, even you! Especially you!)
We are only a month away, and we sincerely hope you are as excited as we are(: We (the mods) are hard at work and, well, we'd like your help!
if you'd like to see your davrook pairing (romantic or otherwise!) featured on the blog during the week, please submit your favorite screenshots* of your rook + Davrin via our ask box!
Submissions will remain open until August 1st.
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Thank you @fadetouchedlurker for the tag! You got me at just the right moment, too!
The sun loves him almost as much as they do—it pours itself over the contours of his body like a lingering touch making overtures of gold into his umber skin. And Davrin just... turns and smiles at them, something cheeky and boyish and charming and ordinary, as if he doesn't know he has the sky itself in the palm of his hand.
OPEN TAG FOR ANYONE WHO'D LIKE TO JUMP IN AND YES I DO MEAN YOU
@mushrooms-x-moss for the ship name from my boxing AU
+ Kudos to @/otherpigeon for the template!
Zea Thorne and Davrin
More yappin.
I know in game Davrin seems either the same height or taller than Zea but no. I want him slightly shorter than her.
I think I read somewhere that Davrin was in his early 30s, so he and Zea are around the same age.
Even in the Au Zea isn't jealous presa... just very territorial. Though she's more likely to physically put herself in the way of someone trying to get Davrin's attention. Davrin is jealous and isn't shy about showing it either. Especially when her ex shows his face.
Neither of them had any plans to date, They both ended things with their respective partners around the same time. They didn't meet until a year later and Davrin pursued her.
Zea is a gift giver and loves spending time with her partners. The touching is still not her thing but Davrin loves touch and she's adjusting. With them both being fighters (Davrin was before he got hurt) spending time together is very important.
They are both bed hogs and though they each have their own blanket, one of them(Mainly Davrin) will wake up blanketless.
Both willing to start a fight and Davrin will definitely get embarrassed if Zea surprised him with a gift.
The davrook week fic is going strong! Thank you to @ratbagjasper and @in-the-drowning-deep for the tags! Very gently tagging @bluerose5 , @master-of-the-elements , @mythals-whore @cute-ellyna @fadetouchedlurker @flowersforthemachines @therivercrow and YOU!!
NSFW haunting the narrative under the cut!!
It was only ever meant to be a quick drink between acquaintances.
But now the fire burning behind the cast-iron grate throws shadows against the wall that crash together and break apart like waves in a storm, twisting and turning in tune to the breathless gasps, soft sighs, and desperate pleas playing out across the kitchen table.
Bodies moving in breathless synergy, strange shapes in strange places. All familiar to the Fade.
Davrin though… Davrin doesn't recognise himself like this, his jaw working and his muscles straining and all of his consonants faltering past his lips. "I’m f—!" Fuck. "I’m fff—!" Fuck.
He knows this isn’t the time but honestly? After the misery of the past three days, it feels damn good to just let go with a stranger. Even if they don't feel like strangers, couldn't be strangers any more.
Not after everything.
Tofana barely manages to throw their arm across their face in a breathless bid for dignity, but considering the state of the kitchen table… that ship has long since sailed.
"Fuck, Davrin—!" A single, perfect tear clings to Tofana's lashes, trembling, euphoric, on a knife edge… and spilling over.
Fuck.
Davrin comes undone, barely managing a pathetic hiss before the broken wheeze emanating from the elf doubled over to his left sends his lungs scrambling again, his head slumping gently onto the table as yet another cascade of laughter erupts from somewhere deep inside his belly.
Upon which Tofana proceeds to emit a truly hideous squawk, gloved fingers batting through the air as they flop about in their seat, the firelight playing with their Crow leathers.
They've been laughing like this for a good ten minutes now, the observation that brought this on long since lost.
"This isn't funny," Tofana chuckles weakly, shaking their head and rubbing their eyes.
Davrin pinches the bridge of his nose, his shoulders still shaking. There’s nothing to say.
Tofana slides him a look and coughs up a few final syllables of watery mirth.
Then, silence.
Heavy, dark, complete.
Davrin tries for a sip of his whiskey, but the amber catches the light all wrong and flashes far too brightly to be anything but burning and screaming, screaming, screaming, screaming.
Oh, I see how it is. When Davrin of the Grey Wardens understands Assan's squawking, it's turlum and he's built a special bond with a griffon, but when I, Rook...
We are only a month away, and we sincerely hope you are as excited as we are(: We (the mods) are hard at work and, well, we'd like your help!
if you'd like to see your davrook pairing (romantic or otherwise!) featured on the blog during the week, please submit your favorite screenshots* of your rook + Davrin via our ask box!
Submissions will remain open until August 1st.
*please keep in mind that by submitting your photos, you are giving the davrookweek mods permission to use those photos for graphics which will be posted to the account either before or during the event (with credit, of course).