#lavinet naveen

[shepherdsofhaven]

the faceless lords are unbelievably lucky that lavinet is straight because if she and tallys hooked up, the sheer power of their toxic yuri would most likely kill all of the endarkened instantly

This is very true. And now imagine the power of the toxic yuri ship of Lavinet x Tallys paired with the toxic yaoi ship of Riel x Chase LOL

[choco-dawn]

heyyy its been awhileeee, here's a bunch more shepherds stuff that i wanted to finish waaaayyy sooner and draw more of, but i think theres enough to post now!!! alot of it is very stupid and or random </3

(the chase and red comic is based of this!) and finally, really dumb thing, idk i don't want to make its own post but it still makes me laugh

okay thats all ily bye see you in a few months <3

[moonstonetherealmprotector]

Here are the last five! Halek, Caine, Lavinet, Mimir, and Briony from Shepherds of Haven.

I gave Caine a little ferret because I can't really give him a dog given he is one here. Next are going to be my MCs there are six of them. I will also be detailing an AU I've come up with where they exist at the same time.

[general-alicia]

A Noble's Thorne- Lavinet's Challenge.

Based within Lena Nguyen's Interactive Fiction "Shepherds of Haven"!

Go check it out at @shepherds-of-haven!

In which Ras Thorne is absolutely and utterly tired of Lavinet Naveen's constant disapproval of her relationship with Prihine. Lavinet challenges her to a duel as a result.

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“I don't think I approve of your dating my cousin,” Lavinet said rather suddenly in the midst of their card game.

“Well, I don't think I approve of your joining the Shepherds.” Ras retorted, as quickly as Lavinet had brought the subject up.

“I–beg your pardon?”

“Hm? Oh, I thought we were complaining about things we had no control over. Was I mistaken?”

Lavinet pursed her lips, not quite frowning down at her cards before finally looking up at Ras with a glint in her eye. “If you ask me, I don’t believe this is how a member of the Shepherds, much less the Hero of Haven, should behave. Fraternizing with a civilian, a noblewoman no less.”

Ras already felt her blood boiling, and so she closed her eyes as she took a deep breath. “You know, Lady Naveen, for someone so adamant about marrying only for love, you seem awfully keen on making sure your cousin falls in love with the right person.”

“Are you implying you’re not the right person?”

“Certainly not. Rather, I’m suggesting that you believe such.”

“And if that were the case?”

“Then I’d tell you what I told everyone else who sought to get between us.” Ras leaned in, lowering her cards and her voice. “Go fuck yourself.”

Lavinet had, evidently, had enough. She waited for Ras to recline in her chair before she tossed her cards down and got to her feet. She pulled a glove off her hand and threw it before Ras. A challenge to a duel.

“Ras Thorne, I am completely and utterly sick of your immature demeanor and vulgar attitude. I demand satisfaction in the form of a duel.”

Ras was, of course, far too happy to oblige, standing up from her chair as well. “Fine. When and where?”

“Tomorrow, Hightown.”

Ras snorted. So, that was her game. Challenge her to a duel in the Shepherds Compound, with as many recruits around as possible to get gossip going. Then, a duel between a noblewoman and a diminished in the most well-off area of Haven to get as many eyes on it as possible. It being in Hightown meant that there was a decent chance Prihine would witness it, too.

“We’ll discuss terms tomorrow, then.” Ras declared, before whipping around and marching off towards her quarters. She would need to be well-rested for this.

The following morning, Ras arrived at the discussed location within Hightown. A clearing in the center of the district, more than enough room to maneuver about.

Lavinet was sporting her Shepherds Uniform, her fair skin contrasting nicely against the black fabric. It only made sense, considering there was about to be a fight.

Ras, however, was, as usual, wearing her signature ‘casual’ attire; the orange and black waistcoat over a long sleeved white shirt tucked into black slacks.

Lavinet opened her mouth to speak, presumably to discuss the matter of terms for this duel, when a voice called out from the side. 

“Ras!” It was Prihine, standing amongst the gathered crowd. She beckoned her over, a command that Ras silently followed without protest. When she was close by, Prihine glared at her, her lips curled in a stiff pout.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

“Putting an issue to rest, ain’t it obvious?”

“You’re about to make a scene is what you’re about to do!”

“A scene has already been made, my dear.” Ras shook her head. “I’m sick of her nonsense, Prihine. Every moment of everyday with her it’s the same damn thing. She thinks I’m not worthy of you or your time!”

“Since when have you cared what someone else thought about us together?” Prihine retorted.

“You didn’t care when I told you we couldn’t be together, you didn’t care when the paper started publishing stories about us, and you definitely didn’t seem to care about what anybody else thought as you were climbing my window for your nightly visits!”

There was a pause, and she leveled her gaze, eyes piercing into Ras. “So why does one more person matter so much to you?”

“I–” Leave it to her to cut straight into Ras. She really had no defense for that, instead looking off to the side as a blush formed across her face.

Prihine huffed. She made her point. “Don’t do this.”

Ras was torn. On one hand, she wasn’t going to stand for being told who she could or couldn’t show interest in; it was hard enough earning Prihine’s approval! And now she had to contest with her own damned cousin?

On the other hand, there was one person whose opinion Ras cared about, and she was currently scolding her for being an idiot and picking a fight with her potentially ridiculously influential cousin.

As if that wasn’t bad enough, Prihine was the one talking sense into her! She was usually the voice of reason which calmed her beloved down, this was definitely new to her.

A huff, then a groan, as Ras threw her head back. “Ugh!” She brought her head forward again and met Prihine’s eyes. “...Is that really what you want? I can’t imagine this’ll do well for either of our reputations.”

Prihine sniffed, looking away with a stiff turn of her head. “It’ll be easy enough to recover. Besides, I consider you worthy of my time now. If that’s not enough for you, well, perhaps it wasn’t meant to be.”

Ras sighed, slumping her shoulders slightly. “...Fine.”

“Good.”

With that, she turned on her heels and marched right back where she came from, leaving Ras to go break the news to Lavinet.

As Ras approached, she spoke. “Change of plans, ‘Net. We ain't duelin’! Not t'day, at least.”

Lavinet blinked. “I—beg your pardon? You’re backing out now?”

“Yep! Prihine told me not ‘ta fight’cha else she’s gonna kick m’ass herself.” A shrug, as Ras reached into her waistcoat pocket and whipped out her heart shades before slapping them on her face and plastering that signature grin to her lips. “Alas! Some relationships jus’ ain’t meant ‘ta be!”

“That’s not ‘ta say I don’t appreciate th’effort an’ attention!” Ras continued, still grinning. “But what cain I say? My heart belongs to another!”

Lavinet was completely off-guard by Ras’ sudden shift in demeanor. She had no idea how to react to the sardonic tone that the other woman was displaying.

“But! Tell y’what!” Ras exclaimed as she took a step back, lifting both her arms and shooting a pair of finger guns at Lavinet. “Y’cain call it a win on your end! Savor this victory, girly, it’s th’only one I’ma give to ‘ya!”

Ras whipped around on her heels and made for where she last saw Prihine heading, if she was quick enough she might be able to catch up with her.

Lavinet began marching after Ras, suddenly grabbing her by the shoulder, turning her around to face her.

“You can’t just leave! I challenged you and—”

“And I told you to kick rocks.” Ras stated, her expression twisting into that of thunderous fury. “I’m not going to duel you today, as per the request of my beloved. Believe me, I want nothing more than to put you in your place with a good duel.

“I wouldn’t even have to use magic, that’s how fucking easy it’d be for me to put you on your ass.”

Ras leaned in, lowering her shades slightly just so Lavinet could see the furious blaze in Ras’ crimson eyes. “I would plant your face so hard into the dirt that it’d be the only thing you could taste for the next month.

“All for the sake of finally proving to you that I am worth Prihine’s hand and so much more. That I can take care of her just fine, our stations and societal niceties be damned.

“So if you really want that duel, you’re going to have to throw the first strike. Because not even my beloved can argue with self-defense. Otherwise,”

Ras pulled away, placing her shades back on her face properly and offering that same grin as before. “Toodles!”

With that, she whipped around again and sauntered off towards Prihine. Lavinet watched as she left with her mouth slightly agape, completely and utterly surprised at what had just transpired. She’d never seen Ras serious in any capacity, much less what she’d just displayed right there.

[kris-mage-fics]

dress shopping with lavinet for the WIP ask game please! -em

WIP Whenever ask game

Lavinet decides Kyrahlise doesn't have enough formal wear considering she's the Hero of Haven and now a Commander, so takes her shopping. Kyrah isn't happy about being in a shop where the dresses cost far more than her monthly wage. But she's cognizant of the way clothing sends social messages, and how that intersects with her new-found fame. So she goes along with Lavi's plan.

Kyrahlise had been in similar boutiques before. Though always as someone's bodyguard. There was a vast different between being paid to act quickly should your employer be threatened, and being a potential customer. The tastefully lavish décor along with prices that made her head spin were overwhelming enough for her to long for the peace and quiet of her room. Or the forest. Sitting in a small clearing as the birds sang their gossip and the bees danced around her sounded ideal right now.

I like this one because it touches a bit on the friendship between Kyrahlise and Lavinet. It's a surprising friendship, at least on Kyrah's side. She has a lot of good reasons to be incredibly mistrustful of nobility, but Lavi proved herself to be a decent person who's willing to learn and grow. Which counts for a lot in Kyrah's books.

The funny thing is I wrote the first version of it before Lavinet's second day off came out. But somehow have Lavi expressing analogous ideas as she does in the game, just more focused on fashion. Which has nothing at all to do with my life long interest in fashion and sewing! I'm sure it's just a coincidence!

[liliavellana]

Shepherds Summer 2021

Day 3 Detectives & Roaring20s

[tracynade]

tennis must be a thing in shoh setting bc itd soooo be something Lavinet and Eos plays

inspired by

[gamingtrashbasin]

reading the backgrounds and fashion lore and now stuck with the image of Lavinet explaining to Tallys and Elf!MC why they must wear proper undergarments to a function and then trying not to become frustrated as she explains the function off all the pieces to them 😩😂

MC, picking up a corset: this is fully a shirt, though?

Lavinet: NO!!

(Tallys has already left)