#dragon age the veilgaurd

[brekkie-e]

Lots of posts about who Felassan is in the Masked Empire out there these days. All factual. All important. All leaving out his most defining trait.

Felassan is a fucking weirdo. He's so over everything. He says the most insane shit. When asked about it he pulls "idk, I'm Dalish?" out of his ass and doesn't even have the decency to make it sound true.

He eats bark, kids. All you Solavellan girlies out there need to know a couple of centuries of putting up with your man's bullshit leaves you chewing random pieces of bark and teaching stray lesbians to murder like it's a social experiment.

[taamlok]

She was there. We didn't see her.

[flowersbane]

ppl talking about how emmrich is a brat tamer like yeah, obviously.

his special ability is called “placate mischief” ofc he’s a brat tamer-

[dragonagegallery]

Covert Commandos

How does Rook's team solves different problems

[a-shakespearean-in-paris]

So Veilguard has been critiqued a lot—we all know that, but one thing that sticks out to me is that you can’t be mean to your companions.

Do I like being mean in RPGS? No. But removing that avenue just means your companions like you by default so it doesn’t feel like you’re winning their trust. By giving the player the choice to be an optional asshole it feels satisfying when you do win a companion’s trust and earn their friendship.

[storm-arts-around]

I swore to myself I wouldnt make my Rook design until I was in the character creator but then I thought of a Rook/Solas dynamic that gripped me oopsie.

Her job is to annoy him and try to steal his girl 😌

[voltaical-art]

"Not bad, Rook. For a Crow"

[mogwaei]

Thedas is a chaotic mess and honestly I plan to add to it :D

Welcome back everyone!

[alternative for solas lovers below cut]

[priya-san]

Drabble: and hazelnut torte for dessert

Word count: 1.2k

Lucanis x Fem Rook

Lucanis gifts Rook a hazelnut torte for the first time.

—– ♡ —–

Lucanis wiped his brow, slick with sweat after standing in front of the kitchen fire. He gave the paella one last taste, before quietly nodding in approval of his own handy work. He turned off the stove and moved the pot off the hot burner. After a few minutes of rest, dinner would be ready to serve.

He heard the dining room door open just as he bent down to pull out the torte. From the light movements he could tell it was Rook. A small smile bloomed on his face and Spite stirred in the depths of their shared mind.

Rook. Smells like lavender and peppermint.

“You plan on standing over there forever?” Lucanis asked, unable to keep the warmth out of his voice.

“Just taking in the heavenly smell,” Rook walked over to him. “What is it?”

“Paella. Well two of them, one without seafood for Emmrich.”

“I can’t wait,” Rook all but drooled. Her eyes then landed on the torte, and she looked at Lucanis with expectant eyes.

“And hazelnut torte for dessert. It pairs well with coffee.”

Rook’s eyes went wide, and her cheeks began to warm. “Wait. Did you make dessert just for me?”

Lucanis smiled wryly, “There’s enough for everyone.”

“Still, they don’t all love coffee like I do,” Rook beamed.

“They won’t complain.” His voice came out lower than he expected, more rough and heated. Rook reacted to that, a flush crept along her cheeks. Lucanis loved that he was the one who affected her this way.

“You didn’t have to do anything special for me.”

His gaze narrowed, and his smile was replaced with a more serious look. “Yes, I did. I still don’t know how to apologise for… everything. I had to do something to thank you after everything you’ve done for me.”

“Lucanis, I don’t know what to say.” Rook beamed and reached out her hand. He took it easily, craving her touch more than ever before. As he threaded his fingers through her own, he was suddenly aware just how clammy his hands were. He had been cooking, and the anticipation of presenting the dessert to Rook had left him nervous. If she had noticed, she didn’t seem to mind. She was looking at their hands with the brightest smile he’d ever seen.

“You made dessert, just for me.”

“It’s nothing, or not enough.”

Lucanis couldn’t help it. It would never feel like enough. Not after everything she’d done for him, not after everything he had been trained to do. He was a Mage Killer, and Abomination. She deserved more. So, so much more.

“It is,” she said firmly, catching him off guard. He looked up and she held his gaze, firm and resolute. “And you are.” Rook squeezed his hand, and after a beat a slow smile bloomed on his face, and he squeezed back. “I’ll have you know, I’m very easily bribed.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” he chuckled, and Rook’s grin grew wide once more.

“Can I have a slice?”

“Now?”

Rook pulled away and walked to the torte, making a show of taking in the delicious smell. Lucanis was glad that he had only just taken it out of the oven, the rich chocolate smell lingered, enveloping them both.

“Yes please. You made it for me and I want to savour it before the others get here.”

Lucanis smiled warmly, “Of course, Rook.”

He took the torte to the kitchen bench and confidently made a show of lifting up his knife with a flourish. This, this he could do. He was in his element, and Rook seemed to enjoy seeing him in it, eyes never leaving his hands. He presented a plate with a small slice for her.

“Is this enough?”

“Perfect, thank you.” Rook grabbed the plate from him and cut through the torte with the spoon. Lucanis held his breath, until she finally took her first bite. Then… she moaned.

Rook made a noise Lucanis had never heard come out from her mouth before. It was soft, sensual and full of want. He had elicited that from her. A electric current ran through him and his heart beat so loudly he was certain Rook was able to hear it. It scared him how much he wanted to hear her make that noise. More, and more and more.

Fuck, he thought. This is bad.

Why bad? Spite questioned, he paced around Rook as she took another bite. Rook is happy. This is good.

“Gods Lucanis, this is so freaking good.”

“Really?” He asked, grateful for the question so that he wouldn’t have to answer Spite. The demon kept mumbling to himself, thankfully content to be perplexed on his own for once.

Rook likes it. We help Rook.

Rook nodded, “Yes, my Gods. Here have a taste.”

She lifted her spoon up to him and he glanced. Surely she must know what this would do to him. Nevertheless, he was fast finding he could never say no to her.

He took a bite from the spoon and smiled as the flavours exploded in his mouth. It was nutty and chocolatey, with a hint of apricot to break through the rich flavour. Emmrich had done him an amazing favour by sharing this recipe, Lucanis wasn’t going to forget it anytime soon.

His tongue darted out to lick a crumb off his bottom lip and he didn’t miss how Rook’s eyes widened with that action. She suddenly looked heated, and much more intense than before.

“It’s good.”

“Really good.”

Lucanis swallowed hard, desire shooting through him as she looked at him with those kind, violet eyes. “You-You’re welcome.” He backed away, unsure if he was ready for what came next. Instead of allowing his thoughts to wander about how good she would feel pressed up to him, he moved to the sink to wash his knife.

If Rook was disappointed by his actions, she didn’t show it. Instead, she finished her slice in silence, humming in delight every now and then. When there was not a crumb left on her plate, he reached over to take it from her. She handed it to him and closed the gap between them, placing a quick kiss on his cheek. It was quick, but long enough for Lucanis to take in just how soft her lips were. Softer than he could have ever imagined. They felt so good, so right there just above his beard. It was perfect.

“I’m happy to go slow if you are,” she whispered against him before pulling away. She was smiling, warm and kind.

“If that is enough for you,” echoes of disappointment raged through his head. Spite grumbled in annoyance at his own internal chatter, that he wasn’t Illario. He couldn’t sweep her off her feet and take her right here and now like she probably wanted.

She grabbed his hand again, her thumb stroking his knuckles. “Lucanis, you will always be enough for me.”

His heart sped up, fluttering with nerves, joy and the one emotion he couldn’t dare name because it was too soon. Way too soon. Instead, he allowed himself to be emboldened by her declaration, and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear before kissing her forehead.

“Thank you, Rook.”

[flowersforthemachines]

Replaying the Ossuary knowing that Rook can't swim is hilarious because they are already having the worst day of their life for too many consecutive days, and now they are surrounded by all that water they are probably terrified of (honestly knowing how to swim wouldn't save them if the wards failed, but it's the mental factor you know), looking for that guy who is only MAYBE alive. MAYBE still the skilled assassin other people think he is bc gods know what the Venatori even did to him in that entire year.

And then, against all odds, Rook finds Lucanis alive and (visibly) well and is like "WHEW we can leave now" only for him to say "no we are NOT leaving the underwater torture facility actually". And the blood thing is reasonable at least, but a *contract*?? He's been in that prison for a year, that prison (that is UNDERWATER) is coming apart at the seams (they are all going to DROWN!!), and he cares about some fucking contract???

That was not love at first sight I'm afraid. Idk about other people's Rooks but Lucanis is lucky mine didn't just knock him out and drag him back to the boat

[brekkie-e]

In my heart, when Solas and Elgar'nan are having their spill the tea bitch sesh during the Blood of Arlathan quest, and Solas tells him that Mythal only joined him to keep him at bay- Elgar'nan gives the best villian laugh in the series and says with so much false pity in his voice "Is that what she told you?"

[malwa1216]

Dellamorte Amore

[felrend]

Fucking SOBBING!!! My heart literally exploded when I saw him and heard his voice

HE LOOKS INCREDIBLE

[exhausted-archivist]

Thinking about Davrin being a Monster Hunter, Ghilan'nain being the Mother of monsters.

[flowersbane]

how the conversation went in my head

davrin: “yeah, we should do better next time”

lucanis: “say what you mean bitch”

rook: “oh, i don’t think davrin-”

davrin: “you had one job. you couldn’t even land ONE hit”

lucanis: “yeah? well you’re supposed to be dead so i guess we’re both disappointed with one another”

rook: “woah, woah, woah, guys, let’s not-”

davrin: “you five foot two, demon-possessed mother fucker-”

lucanis:

[dread-red-queen]

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I Just had to draw Lucanis Skating, seriously if you have not read it yet please give it a try its a fantastic Modern day Ice skating AU and I'm not going to lie it has me in a choke hold currently XD