#ivy de riva

[lockescoles]

@pscentral event 34: FANTASY & SCI-FI ↳ LUCANIS DELLAMORTE'S WINGS in DRAGON AGE: THE VEILGUARD

[midnightswaltz]

“My life has gotten so weird,” the Inquisitor muttered, her face in her hand. Cullen laughed, rubbing her back in support.

“My dear, Ravi,” Dorian said, “It’s the world that has gotten weird.”

Dropping her hand again, she frowned at him with a bit of affection in her eyes. The same way Viago often looked at Ivy when she said something annoying but true. “Ten years ago, there is no world in which I could have imagined that one day I would be sitting between my human, ex-Templar husband and one of my dearest friends - a Tevinter magister - having a discussion about whether or not Fen’Harel himself, the elven god of trickery & lies, had a crush on me. I could even less imagine a world where I was doing that in the Fade, eating a meal prepared by a high ranking Antivan Crow.”

“I suppose we can trust it’s not poisoned,” Dorian remarked with a grin, halfway through another spoonful of rice.

“I prefer knives,” Lucanis confirmed, before flashing a smirk at Rook. “Besides, it’s House De Riva that is more known for poison."

Ivy snorted. “I think Viago would prefer if I’d do it on purpose, though.”

“Whatever Solas’s feelings for me were or weren’t,” Ravi scowled at each Dorian & Cullen, daring them to argue again. They didn’t, “he was a good friend & comrade in arms & someone who’d saved my life more times than I should recount in front of my husband. I don’t know if the world can ever forgive him for what he’s done but I have to believe he can be turned from this path.”

[berrynooboos]

My Rook.

[2wardens1blight]

The tears in his eyes... the devotion?? 1000/10 will romance again.

I'm gonna keep writing so much fanfiction

[elfgremlin]

this is my beautiful girl ivy de riva i love her so much and if anything were to happen to her i'd kill everyone and then myself

[crossdressingdeath]

Sure I could sleep. Or I could think about baby Percy hiding behind Viago because there's Templars and he doesn't know how to fight them yet and Viago realizing that he would maybe kind of sort of die for this kid a little bit.

[grimwarden]

nexus. patreon. ao3. cozy games. web. characters.

hi. i'm grim, he/him. adult. english isn't my first language. i enjoy modding and writing.

i like da2 the best but love everything dragon age and tend to get passionate about all the characters. varric, fenris and davrin are my favorites.

favorite characters: varric, fenris, davrin. others: bellara, drayden, lucanis, emmrich, neve, zevran, solas, anders, blackwall, loghain, anora, jowan and cullen. ships: generally ship protagonist x love interests (i.e. hawke x fenris) but hawke x varric is a forever favorite, and i've been obsessed with lucanis x davrin lately.

i love reading meta posts and would love recommendations.

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i reblog character critical posts sometimes, most commonly Aveline, Cullen and Sera though I love them too.

i'm friendly! but shy. + there's some stray mass effect posts bc bioware.

Warden-Commander, Riwen Surana Champion of Kirkwall, Astra Hawke Inquisitor, Mahanon Lavellan

Rook, Mercy de Riva Ivy Aldwir Ward Laidir

Commander Shepard Ryder

My lovely gallery that I like to visit back sometimes:

[dangerous-disposition]

Finally! Ivy "Rook" de Riva has properly begun his attempts to smooch that old man!

[starsandskies]

Ivy de Riva

[vivemonroi]

I love my girls

Inquisitor - Ellana Lavellan

Age: 32 y.o., (22 in the Inquisition)

She/her

She was a dalish mage, before the Inquisition, the First.

At first, she hated being the Herald of Andraste. She despised humans for the centuries of oppression and slavery they had inflicted upon her people. She was a proud Dalish Elf, unwavering in her belief that her legacy was something to be fiercely protected and revered. But as time passed, and she learned more about the world beyond her clan, her hatred began to fade. She came to understand other races in ways she never had before, and with that understanding, the proud certainty she once held about her own people began to unravel as she discovered the painful truths of their history.

She fell in love with an elven mage from a Northern village, a love that defied her previous convictions. Though she had always fiercely defended her people, her heart found a different path. With the God of Lies. She loved him deeply and chose to walk into the Fade with him, even if it meant leaving all her loved ones behind.

Rook - Ivy (Evelyn) de Riva

Age: 24 y.o.

She/her

A gentle person with bleeding heart, despite being a Crow.

She was an orphane from the family of City Elves, when the Crows found and raised her. Throughout her life, she had always been aware of her Elven legacy. When she turned 14, she sought out a Dalish clan. After much bargaining, she got her vallaslin, of Dirthamen. The famous Dalish elf from the South, the Inquisitor, bore the same vallaslin, and Dirthamen, the god of secrets, seemed a fitting patron for her — especially considering her ties to the Crows.

She had a big crush on Lucanis. Their flirtations were frequent, but after the sacrifice of Treviso, everything changed. Lucanis distanced himself from her, and she was left feeling awash in regret and sorrow. Their relationship ended, yet they ended up being good friends.

Later, she met Emmrich, who started as a friend but soon became her lover and her soulmate. She loved him with all her heart and their son Manfred.

She forgave Solas for what he had done to Varric, though it was a difficult decision to make. She even felt happy for him and the Inquisitor, and hoped that one day he will find his atonement.

[preciouslittlewatcher]

Ivy De Riva, my crow rook. She's so pretty ;w;

[lockescoles]

IVY DE RIVA & LUCANIS DELLAMORTE in DRAGON AGE: THE VEILGUARD

Rook... Saying I owe you my life is not enough. You know my mind. I've assumed you know my heart because... it beats for you. It's been beating... When I wanted you. When I was afraid to want you... Tell me this ends with me asleep in your arms, and I will kill any god you ask. I love you, Rook. And I won't let you down.

[midnightswaltz]

Scenes I Need Out of My Head But Probably Won't Go Anywhere Soon

"So…you don't know this Lucanis?”

"My answer isn’t going to change from the last time.”

"I find it hard to believe from your relationship with Viago and Teia that you hadn’t at least met the man.”

Rook rolled her eyes. "Oh, yeah, Lucanis Dellamorte & I had a decade long love affair, which ended tragically when I was exiled by his disapproving grandmother.” She turned to the mage guiding the gondola. “That was a joke, to be clear.”

The mage snorted & flashed her a smirk from under the hood. "She would’ve just had you killed.”

Fair point. Rook turned back to Neve. “Viago & Teia are Talons. Whatever our relationship, doesn’t translate into my getting to be on a name basis with the presumed heir to the First Talon.”

The boat slipped with barely a ripple under the Caldero Street Bridge. The reflection of top of the Cantori Diamond rippled in the dark canal waters. A faint memory sparked. “Now that you mention it, I was wrong before. I did speak to him once. I bumped into him - literally - at the Diamond. Spilled my drink all over my favorite shirt. We exchanged apologies and moved on. I guarantee he had no idea who I was before I was exiled, and will have no idea who I am when we find him.”

"But you saw him? Yes. Maybe you were a face in the crowd to him, but he was someone of note. And you are someone who notes people.”

"Okay, sure. Why?”

"What was your impression of him?”

Rook sighed. Yes, Lucanis Dellamorte wasn’t an unfamiliar face in the Diamond, or even occasionally at House De Riva, but he was usually with the other two Dellamortes, speaking with Viago or Teia. Meetings she was not invited to. She tried to pull the odd memories of him, but they were more than two years old and vague. She remembered a calmness and three little spots over his eye but little else. "Quiet.”

"’Quiet’?”

"I don’t know what you want from me, Neve. He was quiet. I guess shy, maybe. I didn’t know him. If Teia and Viago respected him, he was a good man and a good Crow. That was all I needed to know.”

"So Caterina sends you, an impulsive and unpredictable exile, to find her lost grandson.”

"Us. She sent ‘us’. I think if she wants me dead or out of the way, there’s easier ways than digging up her beloved grandson for some weird-ass ruse.

"You think she still wants you dead?” Bellara’s eyes grew wide.

"I mean, if she’d ever wanted me dead, I probably would’ve heard about it. I was with the Veil Jumpers for a year. You know we’re often alone for days in Arlathan. It would have been very easy to send one of her Crows. But if she ever did send anyone they got chewed up by Arlathan without me knowing.”

Rook considered the possibility for a moment. Caterina Dellamorte was a legend of her own. No matter what plan Rook had disrupted, she probably would have felt it beneath her to have her killed. At the very least, the First Talon would have expected it to be House De Riva's responsibility to deal with her. “No, she believed what she was saying. She thinks he’s alive down there & she expects me to burn down an underwater prison to get him out.”

[thebestestbat]

Ivy de Riva

:> he is too beautiful. read about him here!

[2wardens1blight]

I'm afraid I'm in love with her, your honor.

Ivy "Rook" de Riva

[dark-elf-writes]

But anyway about Ivy.

They were born into a Dalish clan but before they were old enough to prove themself as a hunter or earn their Vallaslin their clan was attacked by slavers. The adults all went down fighting to give the kids a chance to run and managed to take out a good chunk of the slavers including the mage that was accompanying them. But the kids were all young and terrified so in the end they ended up caught anyway.

Ivy was the youngest of the children caught. The smallest. The most unassuming. Maybe that’s why the slavers taunted them with a tiny little boot knife. Throwing it just out of reach of where they were chained. What none of the slaver’s expected was that tiny unassuming child to break their own hand to get out of the shackles, grab the knife, and hunt them all down one by one.

After freeing the others all of them made it into the nearest city to try their luck.

Ivy became a talented thief and pickpocket, though they never lost the rage. Maybe that’s why they chose the finely dressed man as a target, despite all the warning signs. Maybe deep down they always knew he was a crow and they had decided that death was a welcome alternative to life on the streets. (Maybe just maybe they had dreamed of life as a Crow themself.)

Viago caught them and instead of killing them took them into house De Riva. It took years and far too much of Viago’s not so patient teaching to cool some of Ivy’s rage, to teach them to think before they acted and to at least attempt to talk their way through some issues rather than throwing their fool life away in a hopeless but it still shows its head occasionally particularly when slavery is involved.

Teia laughed at the two of them snarling at each other and called Ivy Viago’s “Little Magpie” and the name stuck, particularly as they made a name for themself as a master thief and infiltrator along with assassin.

They took Andruil’s vallaslin after their first contract as a nod to their clan and as a promise to themself that they will always be the hunter and never the prey again.