#rowan lavellan

[maagisterpavus]

pov: the last thing you see

[in-the-drowning-deep]

OC Kiss Week | Impulse

Dorian: Is there a tender reunion on the horizon? Inquisitor: (laughs) I'm looking forward to it.

Or, @maagisterpavus' Rowan Lavellan returns home from the north.

[the-archons-moustache]

Dragon Age: Inquisition & Dragon Age: The Veilguard Characters in Tomodachi Life!

Dragon Age: Inquisition

Top Left: Mage line Top Right: Rogue line Bottom Left: Warrior line Bottom Right: Advisors Bottom Across: Inquisitors ** Favian (2nd) and Rowan (5th) belong to @lunastarhawk and @maagisterpavus, respectively. They're in OCxOC ships with my Inky's Toby (1st) and Zavriel (4th), so ofc they had to be included. ❤️❤️

Dragon Age: The Veilguard

1st: Companions + Varric 2nd: Faction Leaders + Advisors (Pt 1) 3rd: Faction Leaders + Advisors (Pt 2) 4th: Ashur (maskless, I chose his hat over the mask, sue me), Viago, Tarquin 5th: "Manfred" and Spite (“Manfred” is *totally* not Lucanis dressed as a skeleton 🤭) 6th: My Rooks!

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Rowan Lavellan

Was inspired by @maagisterpavus wip art post of this lovely boi and was also horrified to realize I totally missed the fact he has a scar when I drew him over the summer?? This has been rectified.

[tempesthawke]

@maagisterpavus

Rowan Lavellan

[castor-redd]

Rowan Lavellan for @maagisterpavus

I feel like this is the expression you make when you learn your old pal is trying to end the world. Again. And you have to come out of retirement to save the world, because doing it once just wasn't enough. Skimming his tag, he seems like a kind and selfless man who's suffered much, but still shoulders the world's burdens in spite of it. Hopefully he and Dorian get some much-deserved rest after Veilguard!

If you'd like to learn more about Rowan, you can find a little overview of him here, and his tag here!

[wickedwitchofthewilds]

Hello, thank you for the prompt! Here is one in return! Dorian/Rowan, “I’m fine. This just happens sometimes. It’s normal for me.”

Thank you! A little "pre-relationship" ficlet for these two @dadrunkwriting

Sleepwalking

Rowan looked down at the rippling expanse of water. His heart hammered in his chest at the thought of leaping from the cliffs down to where the others waited. They cheered for him as they tread water. Wanting him to join them. To take a break from his training and just have fun. Ruairi's smiling face bobbed above the soft waves. Bright blue eyes tried to lure as they did once before. Eyes that he had once loved though now they made a sick feeling fester deep in his belly.

Still, he leaned further over over the edge.

"Rowan!"

Warm hands grabbed him around the middle, ripping him back away from the edge. He sucked in a lungful of cold, mountain air, and opened his eyes to the courtyard of Skyhold below. Dorian's chest was a furnace against his cold skin. How long had he been out on the balcony, leaning over the edge, so close to a perilous fall?

"Kaffas! What were you doing?" Dorian demanded, grasping Rowan's upper arms and shaking him slightly. "You can't have seriously been about to jump!"

Rowan shook his head, scrubbing his hand down his face. "No, no. I wasn't going to, I promise," he said, voice still thick with sleep.

"Then tell me what you were doing," Dorian pleaded, hands cupping Rowans face until the metal of his rings bit into Rowan's cheeks.

"Sleepwalking, I think."

"Sleepwalking," Dorian repeated.

Rowan nodded.

Emotions flit across Dorian's face. Concern. Anger. Fear. And then nothing. Dorian held his true emotions close to his chest, falling back on humor and flirting to mask what he really felt. He and Rowan had been dancing around each other since Haven and sleeping together since Adamant. There was something there. Something neither of them addressed out loud. Both afraid to make it real. To make it hurt.

Rowan leaned into him anyway, fitting his face into the crook of Dorian's neck. "I'm fine. This just happens sometimes. It's been some time, but it's normal, I swear."

With a sigh, Dorian's hands slid up Rowans back, gently digging into his skin. An anchor. "If I had known, I would have tied you to the bed."

"Any excuse to tie me up, huh? Is that a Tevinter thing?" Rowan teased, breathing in the scent of jasmine and vanilla.

Dorian leaned back, brushing back strands of coppery hair that had slipped free from Rowan's braid. "Of course. Just as dancing naked on a night of the full moon is a Dalish thing."

Rowan grinned.

Dorian's lips were soft. Urging. His fingers slid to the back of Rowan's neck. Cradling him. The kiss confessed what he couldn't say out loud. Relief that Rowan was safe and in his arms. That they were together. That they still would be when dawn broke over the mountains. Maybe they would be when this was over.

Rowan could dream.

Dorian's lips brushed Rowan's temple. "Come back to bed."

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