#Fem Rook

[writerfromshikahr]

Put this up on my BSky quickly before I was about to head out for the day. Not romance banter, but dagger/ponytail banter 🗡️

[incoherentchanting]

someone get this man a real bed

[glitchinginthegarden]

the braid...

“Hey, Lucanis." “Yes, Taash?” “What’s with the braid?”

[tobinka]

"tell me this ends with me asleep in your arms and i will kill any god you ask"

[teighveepao]

long bacon........

theyre so stupib i love them

ITS -25C OUTSIDE AND THE SNOW IS TO MY WAIST IM SO HAPPY 🙏 I LOVE WINTER GUYS 💥💥💥

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[askthepassengers]

Rook / Neve Headcanons!!

Ive been obsessed with Rook/Neve for the last month and wanted to share some of my Headcanons!! (I'll always accept more if anyone else has some ofc! the more the better!)

Rook / Neve Headcanons Part 1

(My)Rook goes by They/Them and She/her, has no real preference though

They are often very personal about their relationship, Neve more so than Rook and she loves that they respect that. Doesn’t stop Rook from being bratty around others unfortunately 

From the moment they shared their first kiss on the docks, Neve spent every single night in Rook’s room. Only ever cuddling and making out before falling asleep. [Until yknow when]

Neve absolutely loves marking her territory in very visual spots. Rook makes sure her love bits are out of the sight because she respects Neve’s professional image.

Rook will deny it if ever brought up/asked but she is always the little spoon. She finds comfort in being held, finds it helps her sleep better. [She got some of the best sleep in her life the first night she and Neve spent the night together.

Rook often shuts down/over stimulates, especially after a mission. Neve often helps her by holding her in her arms tightly or just talking about old cases that she solved while Rook leans her head on her shoulder.

Neve loves Rook's hair. No matter the occasion, sitting down next to each during a team meeting, just hanging out, making out, sleeping etc, her fingers are always entangled in Rook's hair.

Rook loves Wintersend[Christmas basically], Neve doesn’t understand it, but finds it cute

Rook will always bring home stray animals and Neve has to convince her that the can’t keep them all

Neve has a morning skincare routine with a lot of expensive products. Rook will mess with them, not know what any of it is, when Neve isn’t around. Neve knows that Rook does this and doesn't mind.

When Neve first met Rook, she never had a specific brand of perfume she used but the moment she found out Rook loved the smell of Vanilla, she found the best, most expensive brand and wore it exclusively. Rook always smells like strawberry cheesecake because of her body wash.[MAU She bought one bottle from Bath & body works and never looked back]

Rook is surprisingly the better influence with children, while Neve accidentally drops cuss words and the kids learn them.

Neve tends to talk constantly about the books she was currently reading, Rook listens to her even if it's the seventh time that day

Neve is always up before Rook, and on the odd day when Rook wakes first, she’ll prepare breakfast and her favourite coffee for Neve. [The odd time Lucanis pushes Rook away to finish because wtf does Rook know about a healthy breakfast] 

When Rook tends to ramble on about stupid stuff, Neve will kiss her just to shut her up

Will constantly say ‘Huh’ to anything Neve says when she's bored because she knows it will piss her off

One time Neve called Rook ‘chuckles’ and Rook broke down sobbing. Neve had never seen her girlfriend like this before and was terrified.

Rook tends to show their affection more often when they’re alone but doesn’t complain when Neve shows her affection in public

Rook’s love language is acts of service while Neve is more words of affirmation and physical touch

 Rook will often times zone out when Neve talks, just staring at her with giant heart eyes

When Neve is neck deep in a case and she’s too busy to come home/talk to Rook, Rook will send Wisps to deliver lil love notes / In a modern setting, she’ll send their pet cat 

Modern NeveRook have a orange tabby cat named Hermie

Rook on more than one occasion, has fallen asleep while hugging Neve

Neve was the first of the group to realize Rook couldn’t swim/was afraid of water. She is SUPER protective of them whenever some, most likely Taash, tries to tease her about it or pull Rook towards water. She once blasted Taash like thirty feet with her Ice into a lake for trying to force Rook into the lake.

(My)Rook hates fish. Absolutely cannot stand the taste or smell but will never not get Neve some grilled fish from her favourite spot when she knows Neve is neck deep in work, and she knows she hasn’t eaten and won’t step away to get something. 

Rook’s parents LOVE Neve. They adore her so much that they call her more than their own daughter just to talk. 

Before they had gotten together, Rook had constantly flirted with Isabella whenever they were in Rivian with Taash. It pissed Neve off more when the Pirate would return the flirtation and purposely make it more explicit because she knew that Neve had a crush on Rook. [It was her way to push Neve to admit her feelings]

These are the first ones that I've come up with and will definitely add to! I hope you guys like them!!!

[xhollowfaerie]

Añoranza

a/n: damn, wombo combo!! two in a day, lol! sequel to this tags: demi4demi soft Rookanis, yearning, hurt/comfort, supportive Spite, idk why but they speak like they're in a historical drama romance lol

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Rook crept into the dining room in the early morning hours - or at least, that's what Lucanis estimated. It was always daytime in the Fade. He despised it like he despised little else, except Venatori.

“Coffee?” he would always ask. This time, the sight of her left his lips agape before they pursed with emotion. Grief, relief. He wasn’t sure.

A heartfelt “Rook” slid past his lips instead. He wished it could convey even a fraction of all the things he dreamt of telling her.

It’s so good to see you.

Oh, how I’ve missed you.

We have been worried sick. It’s so hard to focus. You’re all I think about.

Let me take care of you. You look exhausted.

I’ve made you coffee every morning.

I know you’re not okay.

I'm so sorry.

How could I ever show you how much you mean to me?

She shuffled towards him, dragging her bare feet against the cold floor. With a scowl, he ducked into the pantry and procured a pair of his own slippers. She slipped wordlessly onto a chair, and he kneeled in front of her, placing them onto the floor. 

He felt something burn in his throat when he looked up.

Empty.

Rook… looked… so empty. It almost broke him.

Spite wailed, tugging onto Lucanis.

‘Misery. Smells like old wounds. Shame! Pretty flower... Wilting!’

A Crow never regarded anything with such love and softness in their eyes.

‘Failed, Lucanis. We failed Rook! She protects us. We couldn’t… Protect our pretty rose.’

Spite sniffled, sitting in the chair next to Rook, behind Lucanis. ‘Tried to help… didn’t work’ he lamented, uncharacteristically quiet. He bit his tongue.

No, he thought. We don’t give up this easily, Spite.

The demon’s scowl lessened. He idly stuck his tongue out over a plate, forgetting he couldn’t see his reflection in it. It made him snarl.

A Crow always fulfills their contract.

People come in three kinds. Family, contracts, enemies.

Which kind did Kore qualify as, as the yearning, adoring gaze of a melancholic Dellamorte studied her so?

She felt the overwhelming urge to collapse into his arms, to wrap hers around him sweetly; to cry into his chest, to run her fingers over his breathtaking face and kiss him until every single thought other than his lips left her mind.

But Kore saw the image of Viper, blighted and bleeding, and grit her teeth, teetering on the verge of tears again as she clenched her fists. It was hard enough seeing Ashur like that… if she ever got Lucanis hurt, she would never forgive herself, or be able to live with it. Live without him.

“Rook” his voice rang again, this time rougher, missing the Antivan accent as he rested his forehead against the side of her thigh. “Lucanis hates. Seeing Rook. So sad.” 

She brought a hand to her mouth and whimpered, hesitantly placing a hand atop his head before it moved on its own, gently running through his hair. “I’m so sorry.”

Spite knew not to overstep this time, letting Lucanis return not a moment later. He was so taken with her, their intimate touches escaped him as he stood a bit taller. How he longed to tuck the pink strads over her face behind her ear.

Do it, the voice in his head rang, and Lucanis couldn’t tell anymore if it was supposed to be a demon or an angel on his shoulder, but, very hesitantly, he obeyed nonetheless. 

His hand paused mid-air as it reached for Kore; he almost jerked it back in fear as she glanced at it, horrified by her awareness, but instead was met with her warmth as she desperately held onto his digits and pulled them further to her face, nuzzling into it, inhaling the scent of his skin, feeling the weight of his fingers ground her.

His eyes trembled, heart erratic in his chest as his other hand followed Spite’s guidance, pushing the mess of hair back so he could see her face.

“I cannot change a thing” he finally broke the silence between them, the self-hatred lingering deep within him, “but I know this better than I have ever known anything in my life: I am your blade, Rook. Sharpened and ready. If you wish to use me for revenge, I will gladly oblige.”

Her tears rolled down onto his hands, and he gained the courage to inch closer. “Not only do I owe you my life, I now owe you the life of everything I have ever held dear” he was so soft-spoken; he could never, ever express the magnitude of his appreciation for her, let alone repay her- “But in exchange, you paid much too steep a price. That which you love.” For that, I cannot forgive myself.

His voice trembled, the gnawing frustration inside him burning at the corner of his eyes. This was so unfair to her, so fucked up. Would he ever stop wronging her? And to think, the most selfish parts of him still wanted her so badly, as if she hadn’t given enough for a lifetime already.

“Lucanis” Kore whispered, and while her heart ached much too painfully to ever part with the words she desired, her eyes did their best to fill in the blanks, gazing at him like she had never gazed at anything, anyone ever before. 

Not all that I love is lost.

He felt his heart threaten to shatter, swell and shrivel all at the same time.

She mustered half of a smile, glancing away shyly as their circumstances sunk in. Kore slowly let go of his hand at the same time he began to retreat with a mirroring blush, both clearing their throats. He ran his hand over the side of the table, as if to smoothen out the tablecloth lacking any wrinkles simultaneously with her shyly tugging her baggy sweater down, in an attempt to cover up more of her thighs.

Spite stared at them, biting into his own hand to stop himself from saying anything, wide-eyed and filled with hope.

“Thank you” Kore choked out, tentatively glancing up at him as she stood to her feet.

He straightened his back and looked around the room awkwardly, their gazes catching each-other for a brief respite before they both glanced away again. “It is I who should thank you, but there are no words in this world to express the light you bring into my life.”

She flushed in place, as did he - mierda, he must have been reading too many romance novels, what in the Maker’s name possessed him to say that?! Of course, Spite snickered, despite the words belonging to Lucanis and Lucanis only.

Kore slipped her feet into the oversized slippers, fidgeting with her scarred fingers in front of herself. “You always say the sweetest of things, and I always fail to reciprocate, despite wishing nothing more…” she mumbled, reaching a hand up to nervously play with her hair. “You have done more for me than you know” she breathed, slowly clenching her hand, steadying her voice. “You do not only bring darkness, Lucanis.”

The exhale was louder than he intended, blinking rapidly as he tried to process her words. Unsure of what to do with himself anymore, he glanced at their empty coffee cups, scrambling to his only saving grace, but she was faster.

“Coffee? I’ve… missed it terribly.” 

The honey in her voice wrapped him in the sweetest trance. She couldn’t get enough of the longing in his eyes, the gravelly sound of his voice reminding her of the oddly comforting feel of wet coffee grounds sticking to her fingers. “As have I.”

He gave her a charming smile, throwing a towel over his shoulder. She watched him roll his sleeves up with a tilt of her head, curving her lips and following behind him, doing the same with a giggle as she relished the sound of his voice again. “Coming right up.”

[anotherconventionaltumblr]

Neve Gallus, the woman you are. 😏

Annnnnnd here comes my latest obsession since starting Dragon Age The Veilguard. 👀

[hanizmiyu]

Pomefiore's girliessss!!!♡♡

[pathfinderslog]

🔸 Morning Ritual

Inner Demons (7/?)

Full chapter on AO3

She picked up the small box containing her morning ritual kit, with lyrium-infused paints, and sat cross-legged in front of the room's large aquarium. She could not leave without reinforcing the seals, so she took all the time she needed to go over the lines on her body one by one.

She grasped the brush firmly in her right hand and began to trace the patterns on the left side of her body, starting at the ankle, moving gently up the leg, lingering on the thigh and torso, then tracing the lines on the arm as well. As she concentrated she began to intone a litany in ancient Tevinter, adjusting her breathing, one breath after another, falling in a sort of trance.

𝐹𝑢𝑟𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑜𝑟𝑢𝑚, 𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑚𝑎 𝑎𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑎,

𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑚 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑒, 𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑣𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑜.

𝐻𝑖𝑐 𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑢𝑚 𝑑𝑢𝑐𝑜.

No one had ever explained the meaning of those words to her, she had simply learnt them by heart since she was a child, assimilating the sound, intoning the dirge in an absorbed voice, just as she had been taught. Her movements were fluid and precise, never detaching the bristles from her skin except to dip in another colour.

𝑃𝑎𝑠𝑐𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑚 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑚, 𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑛𝑢𝑚𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑚 𝑙𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑖.

𝐶𝑜𝑟𝑝𝑢𝑠 𝑚𝑒𝑢𝑚 𝑚𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑢𝑠 𝑡𝑢𝑢𝑠 𝑒𝑠𝑡, 𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑢𝑠 𝑚𝑒𝑢𝑠

In the end she went on to trace the marks on her face. This last step was always the most painful. She felt a jolt run through her whole body, through those freshly drawn lines, which when they reached her face seemed almost to tighten into a vice, as if her whole body were being chained by burning coils.

𝑁𝑢𝑛𝑐 𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑖, 𝑛𝑒 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑠, 𝑖𝑟𝑎 𝑡𝑢𝑎 𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑡.

𝐷𝑢𝑚 𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑜. 𝑈𝑠𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑚 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑒.

When the last syllable was uttered, the lines she had just traced lit up with a soft orange glow, sizzling along their length. She gritted his teeth. They burned terribly, but it was a sensation to which she was accustomed.

[writerfromshikahr]

A soft and fluffy one shot piece between Rook and Lucanis. He's a little unsure, she's madly in love and it's after the first time they have slept together. Generic Rook name. Fem Rook.

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A Promise of Pancakes - Lucanis X Rook

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Rook watched Lucanis move about her room, retrieving his scattered clothing. Their first evening together had been filled with awkward moments, quiet laughter, and a closeness she hadn’t realized she craved. They were officially together now, in every sense of the word.

Propped up on one arm, she let her gaze follow him, a soft smile tugging at her lips. “You know, you don’t have to sneak out of here,” she teased gently.

Lucanis glanced back at her, holding his shirt in his hands. “I know,” he said quietly, his voice steady but carrying a flicker of hesitation. “But… I don’t want the others to talk. Not yet. I want to hold onto this... just us... for a little longer.”

Rook chuckled softly, brushing her hair out of her face. “And you think they haven’t already been talking about us?”

A faint smirk ghosted across his face, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “I know they have,” he admitted, his tone thoughtful. “But this… tonight… it’s new. It’s ours. I don’t want to ruin it by…” He trailed off, looking away as if searching for the right words.

“By being under the spotlight?” she finished for him, her voice kind.

Lucanis nodded, his lips twitching into a nervous smile. He pulled his shirt on and began buttoning it slowly. “I had an idea of what tonight was supposed to be,” he said, his voice softer now, “and I know I didn’t live up to it.”

“Lucanis,” Rook interrupted, sitting up straighter, “You were wonderful. We were wonderful.”

He didn’t look convinced. His eyes flickered with doubt as he rolled up his sleeves, his movements slow and deliberate. “You’re saying that to be kind.”

“No,” Rook said firmly, her voice gentle but steady. “I’m saying it because it’s true. We’ll figure it out together, it doesn’t have to be perfect or some grand romantic gesture. I lov—” She caught herself, cheeks warming, before finishing with, “I like being with you.”

Lucanis’s brow furrowed slightly as he caught her slip, but he didn’t press her on it. Instead, he focused on fastening his waistcoat, smoothing the creases with unnecessary precision.

“Hey,” Rook said softly, sliding off the couch and gathering the blanket around her as she crossed the room. She stopped in front of him, resting a hand on his arm. “You don’t have to carry all this doubt, you know. Last night, it meant everything to me... because it was with you.”

Lucanis finally met her gaze, his eyes searching hers. He swallowed hard, his voice low when he replied, “I just… I didn’t want to disappoint you.”

“You didn’t,” Rook assured him, her smile soft and sincere. “I promise, you didn’t.”

For a moment, they stood in comfortable silence, the outside world forgotten. Then, with a hesitant but genuine smile, Lucanis leaned down and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

“Thank you,” he replied, his breath warm against her skin.

“Always,” she whispered in return.

He stepped back, his expression a mix of shyness and resolve. “I’ll see you at breakfast?"

“Do I get pancakes?” Rook asked, her lips curling into a playful grin.

Lucanis paused, narrowing his eyes thoughtfully. “That depends... do I get another kiss before I leave?”

“And here I thought I was the easily bribed one,” she teased, moving closer. He leaned slightly forward to meet her halfway. The kiss started soft, tentative even, but warmth quickly blossomed between them. That unmistakable passion of his, the kind she had only just begun to discover a few hours earlier, wrapped around them, pulling her deeper into the moment.

When he finally pulled back, his forehead rested lightly against hers, “You’ll get your pancakes, but only because you asked so nicely.”

She looked up at him with a playful glint in her eye. “It’s a date?”

“It’s a date,” he echoed softly, the words carrying more weight than the moment might have warranted.

He stepped back reluctantly, his gaze lingering on her for one last moment before he turned toward the door. As he slipped out, the faintest trace of a smile on his face. Rook flopped back onto the couch with a smile of her own.

Pancakes and Lucanis. Maker, she could get used to this.

[tinkerbitch69]

My Rook’s facial expression right after being asked by Emmrich how she want’s her body prepared completely unprompted and mere seconds before answering ‘for the love of the maker, please just cremate me’ is so on point fr xD

[incoherentchanting]

your honor, your honor i am slaying

[honibumii]

In a twst fem au I wouldnt like yk fucking removing a whole ass club but. CATER and KALIM and LILIA would be cheerleaders. Trust me on this one also ACE and ROOK WOULD BE CHEERLEADERS. Idc they could be in more than 1 club at the same time guys the pop music club girlies would EAT that shit

[teighveepao]

rookvee............ (this is so self indulgent im exploding)

hehehwhehwiwheiwhehwhiabrkwhrhjwvehehg3j paojade is my lore and angst focus yumeship, and rookvee is my sugar rotting fluff focused yumeship.... also irl sona drop and her name is teighvee 🤯 anyways!!! rook is a hunter, we all know that, and i actually love going hunting in the mountains so like- we're literally hunter gfs...

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