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Someone needs to touch raas' tits.
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The Caged Crow (los cuervos no sacarán los ojos del que no puede ver)
Fandom: Dragon Age: The Veilguard
Word Count: 4,324
Rating: T
Summary: After business with her grandsons is concluded, Caterina Dellamorte turns to the rising star of House de Riva to discuss their past--and their future--with the Antivan Crows.
“Crows do not retire.”
“No.” The word weighed enough to choke on. “No, of course not. I only figured… exceptional, world-saving circumstances, and then House de Riva wouldn’t have me, and I’d be out of your way, and… Well, I did say that it was foolish.”
“It is not a question of earning anything, least of all peace and quiet.” If Raas had caught the small smile on Caterina’s lips, they might’ve understood the gentle commiseration of it. That for all the Crow’s violent meritocracy, not even the former First Talon had bartered her power into rest.
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more bingos.... never enough bingos..................
pwotr romances were a wash someone pls sweep them off their feet they deserve it!!!
For the Headcanon Game-A to Z (NSFW) (if you're still doing them)
I- for Cyrus
E- for Yiseeril
K- Raas
yay yes of course!!!
NSFW Headcanon Asks
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)
Listen Cyrus will do casual no strings attached sex if that's what his partner wants from him but he was made for eternal devotion and unhinged romantic confessions/declarations, and his favorite thing to moan is i love you
(That said, he also just loves physical intimacy, period, whether it's romantic/sexual/platonic/familial, he just wants to be held...)
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
Yiseeril is someone who presents herself as very confident & experienced, but she is nooooooot. There are a couple of constants across all iterations of Yiseeril: (1) her life was effectively put on hold around 17 and only just started up again at 25; (2) her earliest attempts at a relationship were thwarted by the power structures that dictated her life. I don't know that I've ever fully typed it out/acknowledged it, but yeah no she's a virgin at the start of all her games. So that makes Lae'zel/Sera/Kibellah her firsts.......
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
Any kind of elaborate dress up + roleplay, Raas likes the performance & silliness & having some distance from themself (whoever tf that is, however marginal that distance really is) & they have a lot of smaller kinks that feed into that-- Raas has specific fabric fetishes (leather doesn't do much for them but silk + velvet do), they're not into boots but they're extremely into gloves, the Clothes Stay On During Sex (a hiked up skirt, an unbuttoned jacket, pants pulled down juuust far enough to get the job done, all extremely sexy to them).
In terms of specific role-play scenarios, as I joked yesterday, a lot of them are about being vulnerable/needing to be taken care of/receiving that care unconditionally. Healer/patient, princess/knight, soaking wet stranded in the rain/person who graciously open their house to them, I think they & Neve have a whole 'hardboiled detective/witness in shock' thing. They're also very keen to play the caregiver in most of these scenarios (esp healer/patient), and with time/experimentation, they grow more comfortable being more explicitly dominant in that role too
neverook has some great stuff going on with hands..............
raas and davrin. is this anything
send me an oc + alt li
nodding nodding nodding
honestly i'm so fond of them that if/when i replay vg with raas i def want to do davrin's full romance. i actually triggered the softlock scene the first time around iirc there's like One dialogue option with davrin where the flirt option is the nicest/most comforting to say and for all davrin's bravado he falls immediately for rook if you pick it, but by then i was really committed to romancing neve & vg modding hadn't yet developed a poly option, so that was that
but like. what's not to love. davrin is a sweet protective knight who hates the crows almost as much as raas does and raas is charming and playful and smooth and so, so eager to be the optimistic ray of hope against davrin's conviction that he is supposed to die. they both worry that a hard life has rendered them incapable of gentleness and they could feel so safe together.............
+ davrin's banter with neve about opening up a joint detective agency/monster hunting business is perfect post-canon polycule set-up
"Any other targets you've spared, Lucanis?
"I was sent to kill a murderer once. He robbed and poisoned a man."
"Then why spare him?"
"He turned out to be fourteen years old. I won't kill that young. There's still time for them to change. They deserve a chance."
On the other side of the clearing where they've stopped to rest, Raas de Riva stands, abruptly, a start so sudden it sends a nearby nug that's been nosing near the log scuttling back into the underbrush. Davrin and Lucanis both watch their face twist into a smile, body contorting into a bow.
"Sorry about that. Just. Need to take a leak. If I start turning into a tree while I'm gone, I'll be sure to shout."
And with an elegant sweep of their robe behind them, they disappear into Arlathan Forest. Lucanis is the first to look away, scowling, the peace brokered between them after Treviso always a moment away from shattering again. Davrin stares after them. One beat, two, and then he's walking after them. They haven't gone far, ducking around a boulder to pace back and forth, gloved hands clenching and unclenching at their sides.
"I'm betting that touched a nerve?"
"What's there to touch?" Their voice is remarkably easy, even flippant, for all the restlessness of the rest of them. "Steel and not much else. Nothing worth worrying about, anyway."
"Who said I was worried?"
"Then why did you follow me?"
Davrin shrugs and crosses his arms. "Call it due diligence."
With all their other movements, he almost misses it: the way their gaze sweeps over him, furtive yet thorough. Scrutinizing. Davrin can't say what's racing through their mind, but he has something of a guess. Something to do with how and when a Qunari mage might've ended up in the Antivan Crows.
"You never asked me any of that," they say at last, no charm to it, exhaled and bitter. "If I ever killed anyone who didn't deserve it."
"I would if I thought you'd answer honestly."
They roll their eyes. "Right, because Lucanis definitely--"
"Believes every word of it." And Davrin can also guess that the grandson of the First Talon might have more flexibility in breaking contracts than Raas did. Does. "But there is one thing he's wrong about: doesn't matter if you're fourteen or forty. The Wardens taught me there's always time to change."