#gilleon

[lukasdoodles]

"Your colors and mine, we mix and make a perfect blend."

Gilleon doodle they r so in love :3

[sketchyelvenasss]

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An event from Rhys' life with Lyvius and Dorian while he was 14-15.

'-- you’ve chosen a difficult school.” He ran his hand through Rhys’ ginger hair that had changed about the time his magic manifested. “You need to learn to control your anger, Rhys. If you don’t fall to a demon, you will fall to yourself.” --"

It was a typical day for Rhys. Dorian was at the senate and would be there all day, Lyvius was minding the shop and told Rhys to spend some time for himself. 

Time for himself ment hanging in the back alley behind the shop with his friend smoking. Rhys came down the alley holding the box of his special cigarettes closely to his side. The filling was made of a homeopathic moss, embrum, and elfroot. It created this warm buzz feeling in one's head and under the skin. Rhys couldn’t tell if Gilleon hung with him for him, or for the smokes. Either way the teen was always floating in the general vicinity of the store. The young man had lots of free time on his hands since his only duties were his university classes, and he always managed to finish about an hour after midday.

“I’m probably gonna get in trouble for this one day.” He said as he approached his friend.

Gilleon laughed, pulling his long black hair into a ponytail, before grabbing a cigarette from the box. “If they catch ya’ just say it was the “no good Tevinter boy next door.”

“Like they’d believe me.” Rhys created a small fire in his hand and lit their cigarettes.

“Man, I wish I had magic. I was supposed to be the heir for my family, but here I am 19 and absolutely fucking useless. My parents don’t even talk to me anymore.”

“Sorry, Gil.” Rhys mentally slapped himself in the face. He tried not to use magic around him, normally he’d bring a small alchemy apparatus that would produce a small flame to light up with, but he had forgotten today. 

He felt bad for Gilleon. It was the nature of Tevinter to breed children like dogs and toss them aside when it wasn’t the result they wanted. Even though the loss of Nan was hard, Rhys can hardly imagine how good he has it. If not for Lyvius and Dorian he’d just be a faceless slave somewhere. Or a nameless corpse in the ground. He blew a cloud of smoke in thought.

“You wanna come by the store later? We got some new herbs in. I’m sure Lyvius wouldn’t mind if we tested some of their properties.”

Gil smiled. “Yeah, that sounds good.”

Rhys for the last few weeks had been showing Gilleon alchemy. He was a fast learner. Easily learning the effects of most basic ingredients. Rhys often tried to reassure his friend that he was brilliant, with study and practice he could become a master apothecary. Lyvius agreed and had extended an invitation for Gilleon to apprentice with him. Gil was beyond appreciative, but his parents still expected him to attend classes. On top of that, if they knew he was friends with Rhys they wouldn’t be pleased. He didn’t want to cause more trouble if they found out that an elf was teaching him.

A couple cigarettes later it was about time for Rhys to get back to the shop. He and Gilleon walked down the alley turning onto the main street toward Elvehn Remedies. Even out on the street you could smell it. Mint and tea leaves, or limes and sage, roasted nuts and honey, cinnamon, clove, it was ever changing. The scent was never the same for each person. Everyone left remembering a different smell that made them relaxed and a little happier. For Rhys he always smelt strong notes of rosemary and burning embrum. He had asked Lyvius if it was some kind of magic, but even he didn’t know. It must have been with how old the building was.

Reaching it Rhys noticed that the dark blue door was on its hinges. Immediately he knew something was wrong. He clung to the stucco wall as he cautiously approached. He poked his head around the doorframe and saw a group of five men. They were big, burly, and definitely unwanted. Rhys quickly glanced at Gil mouthing run home before looking back.

At that moment the tallest one wearing a violet cowl snapped his fingers. The four jumped over the counter to grab Lyvius, who tried to defend himself. He was able to send one of them flying into one of the bookshelves. It collapsed on top of the assailant burying him in books. But the other three managed to grab him. Lyvius’ hands sparked, but before he could cast a spell they clapped cuffs on him. They snuffed his magic. 

Rhys grit his teeth, anger burning in his veins. His vision clouded with a red haze. There was no thought, just a spur to act as he dashed into the room. In a blue flash two of the three slavers fell to the ground bleeding profusely from their throats. The third was too shocked to react when Rhys turned on him and pierced his belly with the lyrium blade. The man screamed in agony as the magic melted his flesh, the metal so hot it boiled his blood.  All the slavers needed to go away. For Forever.

“Rhys! That’s enough, he’s dead.” 

Rhys blinked and the haze cleared. Lyvius’ expression was a mix of worry and fear. He could clearly see what he had done and he felt sick to his stomach. As Rhys was doubled over the man with the cowl took the opportunity to grab the boy. The young elf yelped and Lyvius’ eyes went wide. The slaver held his arm with one hand and had a knife to his throat with the other. 

“You’re going to pay for that boy!”

“Please, not my son! I’ll do whatever you want.” Lyvius pleaded.

Rhys hated this. Hated the sad face Lyvius was making, that he was groveling. Hated this man restraining him. So much so he felt the heat in his gut. His skin suddenly caught fire, it didn’t harm him, but it burned his aggressor. The fire spread over his clothes, ate at his flesh and hair. The man begged him to stop, but he couldn’t. He wouldn’t. The fire-- the hate--wouldn’t subside. Rhys felt tears form in his eyes and evaporate off his skin as he watched the man’s form get consumed.

Then he blacked out.

When he came to the smell of rosemary and embrum filled his nostrils, reminding him where he was. He opened his eyes to Lyvius holding his head in his lap, his father’s eyes filled with tears. Gil was beside him, his concerned expression relaxing when Rhys woke.

“Thank Mythal.” He breathed like he’d been holding his breath this whole time. Rhys went to sit up, but Lyvius stopped him. “Don’t… continue resting for now.”

“That wasn’t a dream was it?” 

Lyvius hesitated. 

“No… you’ve chosen a difficult school.” He ran his hand through Rhys’ ginger hair that had changed about the time his magic manifested. “You need to learn to control your anger, Rhys. If you don’t fall to a demon, you will fall to yourself.”

Rhys slowly sat up. The bodies were gone, but the shop was still a mess. Tables overturned, the collapsed bookshelf near the front of the store. Some burnt books and plants caught in Rhys’ fire. The blood on the carpet that they would now have to throw out. 

He looked at his red stained hands and felt tears swell, upset at himself. That was his problem. He took a deep breath.

“I’m sorry.”

Lyvius hugged him. “It’s just something we need to work on. I love you and I am lucky to have you.”

They waited a bit till Rhys regained some of his strength before they started cleaning up the mess.

[brainman1987]

Finally got around to continue watching Once Upon A Witchlight! I love Grizzabella and Josh :)

[ramshackle-roach]

Moon coded characters. Aurgh(alt version under the cut :D)

(also i know it's annoying to ask, but reblogs help motivate me to do more art a lot!)

[fancy-fangs]

I see some people making the "the egg of a sea god" thing about a god we don't know about, and give gilleon a new parent. Like theories about his real parents and bla bla. Which is cool and also adds up and is super interesting imo.

But don't we also already have the answer? Is it not about the Leviathans? He was literally born out of a sea gods egg in a storm of red thunder and we know all about it.

He came out of the luxbrous pearl, which was previously literally held by a Leviathan. He was in it, and it cracked and he jumped out, fully reborn after what happened with the elders. In a red storm, in the middle of the sea, above another leviathan that created that storm.

He jumped into his families arms. He was reborn. He decided to no longer just be the chosen one he was taught to be, but instead be the gilleon tidestrider he has become since he was cast out.

We literally witnessed all of it.

(I also especially love this idea because of his obsession with the Leviathans and similar. Imagine how excited he'd be, realizing he is deeply related to these creatures he always saw as inherently badass and incredible and beautiful)

[procrastinationaccount]

Bitches will go to an aquarium and come away thinking "Gideon and Harrow are truly two sea jellies tangled together...painful to the touch...hearts on display to the world...sinking together evermore"

[n0phalt]

crawls out of friday covered in blood. day 3 of living at a different place to escape the person i was becoming in a questionable household. day 7 of my grandpa is terminal . two days until my twnty eth birth day

[tiredchaoss]

On episode 26 of JRWI (no spoilers plz) and holy shit. Gil would be a TERRIFYING villain. Motherfuckers BLOODTHIRSTY.

[sketchyelvenasss]

Rhys Pavus, his best friend Gilleon Cordus(*Mercar*)

And the Inquisitor Lyvius Lavellan (now Pavus) cheering them on

please show me (spoiler-free) pics of your Rooks and re-created Inquisitors in the notes so that I may admire.. (ㅅ´ ˘ `)

[stultusism]

i did a silly icl

[lukasdoodles]

Leon and Gill baking together or kissing perhaps?

Noooot quite baking, just Leon doin his best (to Gill's absolute horror and dismay)

[sketchyelvenasss]

Simple Gesture- Rook x Lucanis

“I have a problem.” Rhys said after a long drag from his cigarette.

Gilleon barked out in laughter. “You mean besides having Solas in our heads and two gods bent on covering the world in blight?”

“It’s about Lucanis.”

Suddenly the glee left his friend’s face. “Are you okay? Did they do something to you?”

“What? No! Nothing like that. He’s just been acting weird.”

“Isn’t that normal with him?”

“Since we got back from talking with his cousin he seems more distracted, specifically around me. That’s what’s weird. He’s also asked me to come with him to pay his respects to Caterina. Says it’s so I can keep an eye on Spite… but it kind of sounded more like an excuse.”

“Oh, I see. You’re thinking maybe he fancies you?”

“What?” Rhys dropped what remained of his cigarette in shock. “That can’t be it, right? It hasn’t been that long since we met.”

“Time is irrelevant to some things. You were concerned when everyone else feared… his condition. Besides you’re sweet and he’s been imprisoned for a year with no company except a demon. He could’ve misinterpreted a simple gesture?” Gilleon cracked a wide smile as Rhys squirmed and looked away. “What did you do?”

“I uh… bought him a tea set.”

“Shit, really?” Gil laughed.

“He’s constantly talking about his coffee! And I dunno, I thought of him when I saw the set.”

The conversation devolved as Gilleon continued to laugh at the idea that a tea set reminded his friend of a demon possessed assassin. While Rhys’ cheeks burned red with embarrassed realization before he walked away.

[calliecjc]

YES SHORT GILL!!! HOW IT WAS ALWAYS MEANT TO BE!

[skipitty-bop]

gilleon coral lol

[fancy-fangs]

My favorite thing about fishnchips (the JRWI kind) is that Chip is SO not into Gilleon but also he stops being a liar and a thief around him the second he asks him to and he nearly let's him kill him after he fucked up and he gets jealous everytime anyone else flirts with Gilleon and he nearly kills himself to get him back - HE LET HIMSELF GET STRUCK BY LIGHTNING AND THEN NEARLY DROWNED - no questions asked

[arcsi0]

what effing level is riptide starting at???? gilleon has a +6 modifier???? literally wtf???