#faeven lavellan

[sasshole-for-rent]

*barking continues*

Anyway here's my attempt at putting faeven in a slooty outfit

[herald-divine-hell]

Faeven being especially lonely on Valentine's day, what would Amayian or Alexandra do to make her day?

I’ll do all three: Amayian, Alexandra, and Jac.

Amayian: He wakes her up with breakfast in bed, and while she eats, he massages her while singing gently. After she finishes, he pulls her up into his arms and layers kisses all over her features, whispering how much he adores her, referring her to his spring, drawing life back into him. He gives her fine necklaces he himself crafted for her, and than he slips between her legs, before eating her out for a good long while. Afterward, he offers her the ability to anything she so desires; this is her day after all.

Alexandra: She sings to her, while pulling her out of bed, into her arms. She has breakfast prepared, and she gives her little letters and poems she wrote for her while Faeven had been sleeping. Then, they dance, beneath floating balls of light, and afterward, she pushes Faeven back into bed with the tip of her heel, and loosens her jacket, revealing the lingerie she had worn beneath it. She dances her before her, to an unknown beat, and after that is done with she draws Faeven close for a breathless kiss, before asking which strap she would like to be used with?

Jac: Jac holds her in her arms when she notes a certain sadness hanging about Faeven. Without saying a word, she lifts her up and brings her down into the bathhouse, and there she worships her tiny elven wife, kissing at the many scars there with reverent lips. She whispers praises her for, while her hand slips between Faeven’s thighs, hearing the pitch of breath as something wonderful and sweet. If Jac doesn’t get too handsy or quick, she’ll take Faeven to their bedchambers, and show her how much she truly loves her, more than any crown or kingdom.

[ladylike-foxes]

Some FaeWall for the sweet, wonderful, patient, understanding @sasshole-for-rent thankyoubbyilysm❤️

[lyrium-lavellan]

@sasshole-for-rent ‘s Faeven Lavellan! I just love her so much 🌺🔥💖

[galadrieljones]

Some Lavellans.

From left to right: Halesta Lavellan (belongs to @ladylike-foxes) | Faeven Lavellan (belongs to @sasshole-for-rent | Sene Lavellan | Iwyn Lavellan (belongs to @thevikingwoman)

[sasshole-for-rent]

How does Faeven spend her evenings when she has nothing to do?

Having nothing to do makes Faeven restless and irritable, therefore scouting and fetching whatever the Inquisition needed is a great task for her. If she isn't busying her hands or doing something, she will find someone to do. Mainly Blackwall after they got serious. Faeven is very much a creature of pleasure, but not idleness. If she is idle, something is horribly wrong.

In Skyhold: So if no one wants to go to the Herald's Rest with her she might seek out those that she can pester, maybe help Sera with pranks. If Blackwall is busy with the Inquisitor, she would probably write a naughty letter to keep him entertained on his duties, or amusingly distracted. Also can be found pilfering the elfroot from Skyhold gardens.

Faeven is also really good with making potions and concerning concoctions, whether its poison or alcohol who knows, from her years with dabbling with alchemy and other substances. Adan is grateful for the help and someone who can shoot back the same abrasive conversation he usually doles out. She isn't a healer, but she does know the bare minimum required to be somewhat nurturing.

Being alone is usually a last choice if she isn't scouting or busy, her thoughts and emotions tend to drown her easily, especially if she is out of smoke or extract.

In Haven: she sits on the snowy hill behind her cabin and stares at the breach, or lays down in the clearing behind the trebuchet and lets the snowflakes coat her while she listens to the soft pattering of nugs running by. Faeven loves to find little places she can claim as her own. Niches. Sera or Blackwall usually find her on the outskirts. She brings ram meat to the tavern when she is particularly antsy, and collecting healing herbs and delivering them to Adan, though some might be missing. She and Harding usually spitball about their scouting missions with Flissa who they try to set up with one of the blacksmiths.

[sasshole-for-rent]

Faeven, running off of five elfroot blunts, three hours of sleep, an orgasm, and one inconvenience away from a mental breakdown, absolutely stabbing the fuck out of a bandit: ...

Blackwall, shocked to his core, no brain cell, just standing there with his sword at the ready and with a noticeable boner: what a woman

[sasshole-for-rent]

Iron Bull: how is that old lady of yours been? Heard she's been keeping you busy.

Blackwall: [whispers] Between us, She could teach rabbits a thing or two about stamina, if you catch my meaning.

Faeven: Hmm? [laughs] Oh! Do try to keep up.