#da assan

[vahingoniloinenlapsi]

I meant to finish this before Veilguard came out, but then I didn’t,,, and then I played the game for a few weeks,,, and here we are!!!

[luckyjak]

I can't wait for Dragon Age: The Veilguard to come out so that I can be a stepmom to a skeleton and a fun wine aunt to a griffon.

[xdevil-kidx]

Made a few gifs :3c

[magesforthedas]

Assan the (cutest, bestest, most lovable) boi

[tigereyes45]

My first Davrin/Emmrich/Rook multi-chapter fic! Of course I had to make it angsty and focused around that time Rook is locked away in the fade.

Summary:

Rook vanishes and Solas takes their place. Davrin and Emmrich work together with the rest of the surviving team to try and bring Rook back.

Preview of fic:

They don’t answer though. Davrin looks for Lucanis. He had just been with Rook. Where is he now? Rook’s hands touch the blade, and then there’s a flash of light as they’re pulled in through a green portal.

“Rook!” Davrin’s voice overlaps with Emmrich’s as the force pushing against them finally disappears.

Suddenly feeling light, Davrin almost drops to his knees. Emmrich’s arms, loop around his chest, as Assan’s head pushes against the back of his leg. Together the two catch him, before heaving Davrin back onto his feet. “I’m good.” He declares stepping away from the two. “We have to get-”

A powerful gust of freezing air blasts the three away. Davrin’s back collides with the ground. He curls in on himself, as his body slides over the blight-covered stones.

“Davrin!” Emmrich’s voice rings in his ears. His fingers drag across the ground, looking for anything to grip. They catch on nothing so he slams his palms down and pushes himself back up.

Rook needs them.

[swoleas]

screaming and yelling right now

[postcardsfromheapside]

nnnnnNNNNNNNNYYYYYYYYYOOOoooooooooooom

[postcardsfromheapside]

more Neve propaganda. She really is so sweet to everyone.

Neve? You don't strike me as an animal person. Oh, I'm not.

[multicolouredmonster]

they're both doing their best and love their weird lil sons so SO much

[olessan]

i love when adolescent griffons are picked up and they’re so absolutely confused as to how this could happen that they just sorta

Edit: the lil baby's name is Assan!!

[skyholdscribe]

i think its very important to know that assan’s father was crookytail, the griffon who, along with his rider warden garahel, slayed archdemon andoral.

crookytail had uneven floppy ears

assan inherited them 🥺

[vahingoniloinenlapsi]

It’s between Rook and Assan. You wouldn’t get it

[lasatfat]

We gotta cure the Blight right fuckin now.

Davrin being trusted to raise one of the first baby griffons in centuries and giving him an Elven name

Davrin training him using Elven phrases

Davrin chiding him the way his Keeper would when he acts up but never fails to smile at him

Davrin sharing his rations with him at camp, ignoring Rook’s knowing looks

Davrin sensing Darkspawn nearing and knowing that it’s too soon, his friend is too young, too small

Davrin staring down the Archdemon, accepting the sacrifice he must make, and desperately telling him to stay behind in every language he can muster

Davrin hearing the mournful cry of his most beloved companion as he plunges his sword into the Archdemon’s heart

Assan, years later and fully grown, accepting no rider, but on occasion taking comfort in the embrace and kind familiar words of Rook, who had loved him too

[maia-beans]

what if assan was a big boy (ft davrin's sexy hero armor)

edit: available as a print on INPRNT!!

[magesforthedas]

So, I just made it official with Davrin... And I may have replayed that cutscene.

A few times.

Maybe more than a few 🥰

And omg I'm OBSESSED with this hand placement.

Like he leans in and needs to physically brace himself on Rook's leg? And then Rook's hand on top? My man out here trying to steal my heart 💘 and he's so smooth oh my goodness.

Also Assan is all for this. Look at him run up to Rook like "Mom, did you see what I did!?" 🥹 My son my baby boy my little feathery offspring I love you so much.

[tigereyes45]

I finished the game and wrote this to cope with the feels.

Summary:

When Emmrich thought they may die, he asked a simply question. Did Davrin really leave Assan to him in his will. Davrin laughed and said no, he left him to Neve. Emmrich had nothing to say to that then.

Now that all three of them have survived the whole ordeal involving the gods, he has to admit that the joke bothered him more than it should have.

Preview of fic:

No point in dwelling on it. That would only delay the relief he hopes for. “Davrin,” Emmrich begins pulling a book from the shelf. “while we were fighting through Elgar’nan’s forces, do you remember when I asked if you had actually left Assan to me in your will?”

“No worries there, Emmrich. As I said I’ve left him to Neve.”

“Neve!” Rook shouts, sounding affronted.

Davrin laughs. His whole body shakes with his laughter, as his head dips down, landing gently on top of Assan. Rook is still playfully glaring at him, when Davrin settles down enough to talk. “In the event that you and I are gone, Rook.” He insists, craning his neck, and reaching up to hold Rook’s dangling arm.

It’s a tender moment. One that sends a minor pang of jealousy through his heart. It shouldn’t bother him. Ever since he joined their relationship the two have been more than welcoming. Why wouldn’t they be? It was the two of them that initiated things with him after all.

Emmrich looks down at the book in his hand. ‘Legends of Fen’Harel’. Where was this last month? He considers the book seriously as he admits, “When I asked that, I was hoping you had.” 

“What?” There’s surprise in Davrin’s tone. Surprise and joy. He’s still having a nice time. 

Good. Perhaps this issue will not ruin the grey warden’s mood. Emmrich pushes on.

“I wouldn't mind taking care of him,” Emmrich waves the hand that holds the book. He thinks back to their first conversation on this subject. When Davrin had announced he left Assan to him in his will. Emmrich was shocked. He did not want that responsibility. How would he even go about learning the ways to take care of and train a griffon? Then he got even, telling Davrin he would so long as he could leave Manfred’s well being to Davrin in his own will. The grey warden had immediately backed down then. Perhaps, now that he considers it, Emmrich may have brought these confusing feelings down on himself. 

“As long as you entrusted his welfare to me.” Emmrich adds. Finally look over at the pair. “Manfred has grown quite fond of Assan as well.” 

Rook was all smiles as they watch Emmrich. The arm Davrin had held was still dangling by his face. Davrin himself seemed to have realized that his joke had caused more pain than intended. The expression he watches Emmrich with is nothing short of soft.