#mage rook

[theshotsheardacrossworlds]

WIP Wednesday Got a Little Hotter

Agi needs Emmrich. Right. The. Fuck. NOW. NSFW.

“Dearest! Manfred’s settled for the night, and I—” Emmrich announced, closing and locking his bedroom door behind him.

And I want to fuck you into next century, Professor.

In quite possibly the most awkward way imaginable Agnes threw off her shirt and lifted her plush behind to yank off these fucking shorts! OFF! OFF NOW!!! She scrambled out of bed, nearing falling over, heavy breasts swaying. “And you must get undressed right now, because I fucking need you, Emmrich.” When she reached him, she began to undo the buttons on his waistcoat. “I’ve waited two fucking days, and I can’t take it anymore.”

I used to think it was impossible for anyone to be as powerful as they are kind.

I was very wrong.

He caught her wrists and held them gently, a surprised, breathy laugh escaping him. “My love, what on earth was gotten into you?”

OH MY FUCKING—

“You, Emmrich! You have! Because two days ago, you did the most amazing necromancy thing ever, and I’ve been extremely horny ever since! But we had to deal with Manfred, and that whole thing, so I’ve been waiting very, very patiently, love…and I am done waiting.” She pleaded, cheeks flushed red.

Please, let me fuck you!

Please.

You deserve it, for fuck’s sake!

No, don’t look shocked!

Come on!

His mouth opened and closed several times before any words emerged. “O-oh, my. I…I see. If such is indeed the case, then I will disrobe promptly, darling.” He released her from his hold and stepped back, eyes roaming over bare, plush body. “I’ll be a moment. I promise, my sweetheart.” He murmured, quickly thumbing through buttons. She decided to remove jewelry from his free hand, starting with rings. “Aren’t you so very eager, my good girl? Eager and hungry for me. I believe I’m the most fortunate man alive.” Emmrich chuckled incredulously, finally undoing his trousers after kicking off his boots. His shirt was open but not yet off, graying hair covering his chest. “I-I don’t believe I’ve had a lover quite so openly desiring me…not until you, dear.” Stepping out of his trousers and smalls, he let out a small yelp as his lover bent over to pick them up and helped him out of his shirt. Agnes threw them into his laundry basket. “So eager, darling…How do you want me?”

She backed him against his bed, hands on his narrow hips. “On your back, please. I want to…try something new.”

And if it goes well, then it will blow your brilliant mind! Hopefully!

An amused eyebrow rose and fell dramatically as he murmured, “Color me intrigued, dear. What do you have in mind?”

“You’ll see, love.” She teased, her body now flush against his. That’s his quite hard cock against my thigh. The lean muscles of his chest and stomach…fuck, he is hot. And he has fucking zero clue. Typical. Brilliant, attractive, accomplished man thinks he’s old and past his prime. Absolutely fucking not. Watching him lay down, Agnes drank him in some more before climbing onto the bed.

Okay, here we go.

[thatgaymerguyb]

Latest update.

Currently working on part 7!

The inspiration doesn’t stop flowing for this. Part 6 is live.

A Good Day is a sweet interlude after the rough couple of weeks Rook and Davrin have had where they just get to be in a little bit of domestic bliss.

[postmanlee514]

Spite did a favor for Lucanis

I love Emmerich talks with Rookanis

[erika-xero]

For @dancing--lights! Livia - also known as Rook - and detective Neve Gallus.

Working on this illustration was s a pure delight! ~

[thesummerstorms]

Okay, but what if Lucanis does buy Rook de Riva an important (mage)knife.

He gets knives, he has a good weaponsmith, but mages don't use their knives as much for stabbing/slashing directly as channeling elemental magic to stab with, so he goes to Emmrich and asks for the simplest, most paired down explanation of crafting materials' effect on magical frequencies that is humanly possible, specifically as it applies to knives.

Emmrich reminds Lucanis that he is in fact a stave user, but Rook would be a good person to ask.

Lucanis grits his teeth because he can tell from the older man's smile that Emmrich is having some fun at his expense. Of course Emmrich knows it's for Arsinoë. Lucanis hadn't wanted to be that obvious, but he can admit that it is.

Unfortunately, even when sincere, Emmrich is incapable of simple. Poor Lucanis knew this going in, of course and decided on Emmrich anyway because Neve would catch on too quickly and spoil her own gift and Bellara was equally incapable of simple and more prone to distracted tangents. It doesn't mean he's any more prepared to make sense of all this, and in the end he has to take Emmrich to meet his weaponsmith directly.

(The resulting "collaborative brainstorming session" almost scared Lucanis, put his favorite weaponsmith in a mind to possible shift specialties entirely, and cost House Dellamorte the price of a fully functional forge. It's still worth it.)

The end result is a beautiful piece of everite that feels vividly like the air in a storm in Rook's hands yet looks deceptively crystalline and fragile. It immediately becomes her favorite, unlike the vanished knife he gave Viago all those years ago, and from her shy smiles, he likes to think this time he's been understood.

Altogether, things are going well for once. If he feels more pride than maybe is reasonable every time he sees the everite blade in her hands alive with magic that cuts through a Venatori, then that's between him and Spite.

And Arsinoë. And Neve. And honestly everyone else because he's so terrible at hiding it.

All is going well, for once.

Until Tearstone Island, when he wakes up to Neve's anguished face, purple shards like crystal that cut through his gloves as he reaches for the snapped blade and severed hilt, his blood mixing with the sand, and-

and no Rook.

[larkoneironaut]

Noita de Riva🪻🌩️🌌

[backtofiction28]

Rook: Lucanis, hear me out, but what if Spite did learn fire?

Spite (Lucanis): Give me! Fire!

Lucanis: NO.

Rook: But think about it, though. If Spite learned fire then you would have an easier time disposing of the bodies.

Spite (Lucanis): Rook! Is my! Favorite!

Lucanis: Mierda...

[therookandthecrow]

If only you knew the extent of what my Rook sees in you, Lucanis. ❤️

[evenstarre]

pushing my davrook agenda

[master-of-the-elements]

I think I have a type 🧐😏

Handsome monster hunters who leave home, have estranged relationships with their family, swear to protect others, gain several scars, have their bodies altered in some way and you have to convince them to put themselves first.

And I make a weather/storm themed spellcaster/mage to romance them ☺️🙃🙂‍↕️

[inthehootwetrust]

Saw people doing this with screenshots from the game, wanted to give it a go with art

[meowsgirldrawing]

Fenris POV: When yer daughter looks like you but is clearly your wife's child too

(PS. Good Luck, Lucanis)

[silent-words]

Dragon Age OC's Harrowing Demon

Hello! As we know, every mage in Thedas goes through the Harrowing ritual to show that they are fully grown mages. From Dorian's words in the Inquisition we can deduce that this is practiced even in Tevinter. During the ritual the mage enters the Fade and confronts a demon, which they have to vanquish. My idea is that the demon they face isn't a random one, but something that reflects the mage's personality, their weaknesses. So, that's why I decided to create a poll!

If you have several mage OC's, choose one. Reblog and tell me about your OC!

[postmanlee514]

Spite: Rook. No Need. For Cape.

Rook: Yeah, I’ve already got yours.

And Lucanis just can’t stop thinking Rook wearing his cape.

I LOVE my best team so much

[houndvoice]

Outfit reference sheet for my Rook!

Was this mostly an excuse to draw her in fun dresses for attending imaginary balls with Lucanis? Duh

[novarunestone]

Veilguard Masterlist

The Once-Fallen House (coming soon)

(Imagine) Being Loved By Me (2 chapters/complete)

Days after things came to head at Villa Dellamorte, Lucanis has his revenge, he is First Talon. But there is one thing he's missing, one last bit of business to conclude. And for that, he needs Taliesin.

An Echo, A Forethought, A Prayer (pre-release fics of Taliesin x Lucanis as listed below):

Please bear in mind that the fics in this series were written and posted pre-release. So certain things may have unfolded differently or be out of character once the game released in full. I was too excited and impatient to resist posting about Taliesin.

Coffee Beans and the Heat of Desire (one-shot/complete)

Lucanis takes a healing Taliesin to Treviso to stretch her legs. Coffee is shared and so are confessions.

It Stems from Love (one-shot/complete)

Taliesin and Spite have very different ideas on what's best for Lucanis. And Lucanis doesn't want Taliesin anywhere near Spite.

The Birds and the Bees (one-shot/complete)

The rest of the Veilguard knows that Taliesin and Lucanis are hiding something and decide to make a wager. Taliesin does her best to distract Lucanis.

Driven to Distraction (one-shot/complete)

A series of snapshots from Lucanis' POV as he gets to know Taliesin and sort out some emotions he isn't familiar with once he joins the Veilguard.

Canvas of a Lover (one-shot/complete)

Taliesin and Lucanis share a moment and reflect on the meaning of scars. Even the ones that can't be seen.

Precious Cargo (one-shot/complete)

Taliesin welcomes a new member of the Veilguard. Lucanis notices she has an endearing habit.