#jeven

[crackship-connoisseur]

also been thinkin about revisiting my Jeven fusion so here's a little sketch of that. might do jeveunter fusion soon.

[googlyowo]

Original caption: 'I can post this whenever I want bc it’s tumblr. Anyway here’s some gay ppl with the flags of their orientations/genders I headcanon them as.

Hunter flags: demi vincian + transmasc

Jim flags: bi vincian + transneumasc

Steven: demi pan + transneumasc

Happy pride month ❤️' Original date published: June 1, 2023

[cinnamon-bugg]

It’s late but whatever. Dusting off the old crackship endeavors like a lost treasure lol jdsjncsjncd

[autumnalfallingleaves]

More Jimven edits, this time ft. Jeven. I love my boys :)

reblogs are highly appreciated, and please do not repost my art

Bonus:

Smorch 

[elizabethemerald]

Ok, I don't know if other people have Jim and Steven fusions but I've decided what it looks like in my mind.

Definitely quadrupedal. Basically a troll/gem centaur.

One pair of back feet. Regularly normal troll style. The next pair of limbs is a set of arms. They walk forward on their knuckles like Aaarrrgghh.

Then a second torso with a second set of arms. One of the hands of the second set of arms has three fingers.

Steven's Gem is visible on the upper torso.

Both of their scars are visible. Steven's from his corruption. Jim's from his time as a troll, the amulet and the share. At first they are embarrassed to have the scars on such obvious display. But eventually they are proud of the journey they've been on.

Gosh their colouration would be THE softest purple. Like Jim's light blue and Steven's pink? Oh my gosh what a pretty colour.

Their fusion can wield Daylight and Excalibur. The combination of Jim's armor and Steven's shields makes them basically untouchable. Completely safe. (Plus Jim's agility and training, and Steven's healing and hovering, makes them literally untouchable)

When they fight (which is blessedly rare) they are a whirlwind. Shields, walls, swords, knives, horns, fists, claws, tusks all come into play.

Also they are definitely big huge. Probably a touch larger than Aaarrrgghh.

@autumnalfallingleaves @vanillapie-80 thoughts?

[thosetrollkids]

I am legally required to ask you about Jeven

Ship It!

What made you ship it?

Seeing @googlyowo’s art of their fusion on IG! And then talking on and off for several weeks during the beginning of quarantine about a bunch of AU’s and the ship, fbjsbfhs.

What are your favorite things about the ship?

It has a lot of fun potential- with both the trollish world and gems, magical destinies, etc. It’s just neat to have two characters that would probably understand one another better than most interact :)

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

I don’t think I have much of one? Haven’t encountered much I don’t like about it.

ship ask meme

[fandomn00blr]

Writing Whatever Whatsitday

Thinking of all the wonderful folks who have tagged me into things lately and hoping you all are doing well... @serial-chillr, @eranehn, @dafan7711, @paraparadigm, @lostinfantasies38​. If you, or anyone else have life updates or things you wanna share, consider this an open and enthusiastic invitation! ❤️

Finding the time/energy for fic writing, or doing anything for my own simple enjoyment, has been hard lately. But at night, to wind down, I’ve been replaying and thinking about DA2 (again...always) very slowly. During early Act I, I decided Hawke would probably try to take the whole Jeven thing into her own hands after hearing him berate her best friend during “The Way It Should Be” (I mean, did you SEE Hawke’s dumb scheming face during that cut scene?). So instead of finishing that quest, I wrote this last night before passing out. It’s real rough and flows like an awkward salamander, but like...it’s a thing I wrote, I guess?

Hawke’s whole face is beginning to turn black and blue and shades of purple. Her lip is busted open and her left eye is practically swollen all the way shut, but she’s smiling wide and giggling as Aveline approaches her cell.

“You look and sound like a lunatic,” Aveline informs her as she begins picking through a jingling mass of old rusting keys.

“Good!” Hawke laughs even louder, and then winces because she has at least one busted rib, she thinks. “Here, allow me…”

Aveline rolls her eyes as Hawke reaches down and pulls a small stiletto knife from a sleeve inside her boot and proceeds to pick the lock to her cell.

“Show off,” she grumbles with a fond little smirk.

Hawke beams up triumphantly at her as something inside the lock grinds against her knife and the heavy iron door swings open with a loud clang.

“A kind benefactor has posted your bail, and something tells me no official charges will be filed.”

“Did you get what you needed?”

“We shall see.” Aveline looks smug as hell for a moment, reveling in what she’s about to do, but then she glances back over at Hawke, her brows furrowing with concern. “Thank you. You didn’t need to do this.”

“It was fun.” She shrugs. “After the way he spoke to you the other day, I’m just sorry you couldn’t be there to throw the first punch. You should’ve seen his face, Aveline...”

“I hope you’ll be heading directly to Anders’ clinic?”

“Maybe after a drink.”

“I think you’ve had enough fun tonight, don’t you think?”

“Is it still tonight?”

“Just barely.” Aveline chuckles.

Varric is waiting for her outside the Keep. Hawke can’t help alternating between laughing at her own incomprehensible “jokes” about Jeven and the size of his genitals and cursing about her injuries. It had hardly been a fair fight by the time Aveline had gotten there with reinforcements to break them up. But Hawke had known just what to do and to say to get the hot-headed Guard-Captain fuming about his role in setting Guardsmen Donnic up. And there had been plenty of witnesses to hear him threaten her on behalf of the Coterie while his lackeys took turns swinging and kicking at her to really drive the point home.

“Shit! Hawke, are you alright?” Varric asks. “I heard you got your ass kicked, but…”

“I’m fiiiiinnne.” She waves dismissively before her face scrunches back up again into a pained grimace. She really should’ve figured out by now that her body is not happy about twisting that way.

“Well, I’ve already asked Blondie to meet us at Gamlen’s place to patch you up.”

“Oh, we can’t go there. Mother will see me like this, and…” She knows it’s ridiculous that she, a grown woman, who has killed enough people to lose count, has worked as a soldier, a smuggler, and a mercenary, is fearful of her mother’s reaction to her getting in a fist fight with the soon-to-be-former Captain of the City Guard and spending half a night in jail, but she’s in no state to pretend she doesn’t still crave her mother’s approval. She can already hear the lecture...how it doesn’t help her case, their case, for the reinstatement of the Amell family’s status when her oldest child makes a public scene getting herself into fights she can’t win with the scum of Lowtown...what would her father have thought of her bringing this kind of attention on their family and risking Bethany’s safety? What kind of example was she setting for Carver?! As if Carver weren’t himself an adult who’d seen his own fair share of fighting and death.

“She already knows.”

“Ugh, Bethany?”

Varric shrugs.

“She always was such a tattle tale!”

Aveline clears her throat and nods them toward Lowtown. She is grateful for Hawke’s contribution to her cause, but she still has to gather her fellow Guardsmen and present the evidence to Seneschal Bran before they can make the arrest.

“While Jeven’s licking his wounds, I’ve got some matters to attend to, if you both don’t mind heading straight home, and avoiding any more trouble?” She looks pointedly at Varric.

“Git ‘im, Aveline…” Hawke gives her a hopelessly crooked smile and grasps her arm.

“That’s the plan, Hawke.” She nods.

“Sure you don’t need anything else from me, Red?”

“I’m sure I told you not to call me that.”

“Fine, fine. Alright, then. I’ll just see that this one makes it home safely without punching anyone else in the face.”

“Thank you.”

[googlyowo]

The boyfriends ever