#ward laidir

[grimwarden]

Taash Week, Day 1, Fire/Dragon @datvcompanionweeks Taash x Rook (he/him) vows

Fingers interwind lovingly, they bring his hand to their lips for a gentle kiss. In return, he tucks their hair behind their ear, reaching up to peck their forehead.

"May your passion always burn as bright as your fire."

"It burns the brightest for you." They say in quite voice, for his ears only. "I love you."

[amochi]

I’m obsessed with my rook, this is Ward

Screenshots under cut

[hustlemeanokay]

Trouble . Before & After . Ward "Rook" Laidir & Neve Gallus . Dragon Age the Veilguard

[grimwarden]

this old screenshot i found is killing me. your dad sending you a selfie in front of historic buildings from your grandpa's time

[grimwarden]

Taash Week, Day 5, Anger/Calm @datvcompanionweeks Taash x Rook experimental prose, pov rook

red

red is the color of fire running through your veins of the scorching sun above red is the color of passion. of your anger burning bright of the sun warming us from above red is the color of our love the bold reclamation of all the hues that surround us one cannot be without the other just as we can't and with your face between my palms, it's like i'm holding the sun in my hands

[grimwarden]

Taash Week, Day 3, Childhood/Family @datvcompanionweeks Taash x Rook (he/him)

heads weighted by flowers ☆ [taash x rook] (1038 words) Chapters: 1/1 Relationships: Rook/Taash (Dragon Age) Additional Tags: Picnic, Fluff

Summary:

"I would be your friend. If we had met when we were kids."

"You're already my favorite."

[grimwarden]

Taash Week, Day 2, Culture/Pride @datvcompanionweeks Taash & Rook (trans, he/him) mirror

mirror (435 words)

Chapters: 1/1

Relationships: Rook & Taash (Dragon Age)

Characters: Rook (Dragon Age), Taash (Dragon Age)

Additional Tags: Picnic

Summary:

"What's it like?"

"Hm?"

"When you look in the mirror."

[grimwarden]

Taash Week, Day 1, Fire/Dragon @datvcompanionweeks Taash & Rook

Another dragon joins in the feast. Small beasts, climbing over each other in a race to eat the most, grumbling complaints and threats.

Taash sits down when they drop the last bit of the feed they brought, a slight smile on their lips. Rook settles beside them, glancing at the little pests before turning to Taash.

"Is this another pastime of yours?"

They chuckle lightly. "Rarely." One dragonling whinges at the others before giving up on the race, clambering to Taash's side. It drops on the ground like a cat, curling against their leg. They gently reach to touch the head of the dragon, drawing a line down its spine. It makes a purring sound, trembling in pleasure. "They are native to South. Rare that they show themselves."

"And here I thought you raised them. Look at how they took to you."

"They are like pests. They breed quickly. They get into places they shouldn't. But they are pretty friendly if they aren't hungry."

The both of them turn to the rest of the dragonlings at the sound of a hiss. Two dragons have grabbed a fish by its both endings, pulling and pushing to be the one to get it.

Taash sighs, reaching for the bag they've set aside for another fish.

"You have more?"

"This is the last one. I was keeping it for the loser."

They whistle to gather the dragons' attention, throwing the fish far from the rest. After a moment of pause, one of the dragonlings let the fish go to dive into the new one.

"They are very small... But they are still dragons."