#rosalind de riva

[nonagesimus]

Counting Crows

details on crows under the cut

One for Sorrow - @no1lucanispegger's Mirevas Two for Mirth - Ayden (mine) Three for a wedding - @hightowerqueen's Beata Four for a birth - @orangeandclover's Rosalind Five for silver - @lucaniseyebrowlicker's Viola Six for gold - @classicleechaos's Chiara Seven for a secret ne'er to be told - @theesteppenwolf's Esha Eight for heaven - @marvelous-goose's Matteo Nine for hell - @ittybi's Everin and of course Viago de Riva himself

[marvelous-goose]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64539661

so @orangeandclover and i have two OCs who we have decided are star-crossed lovers: matteo cantori (mine) and rosalind de riva (theirs). this is their meet-cute. enjoy!

[orangeandclover]

OCKISS Week '25 Day 5

Worship used loosely and is non romantic very platonic between Rosalind de Riva & Ayden de Riva who belongs to @nonagesimus

CW: canon typical violence with the Crows

Rosalind does not normally pray, does not even really think about the Maker unless it is to blaspheme - she's made many a chantry sister blush all pretty with them- but as she flips over body after body, she wonders if now is the time she will start. That she will pray and hope a distant god will answer her; which is ridiculous answer her?

She flips yet another body similar stature but too young -doe eyes even in death- she takes comfort in the lack of familiar tattoos it has, making her way further into the estate pushing past any of the others who try to stop her. 

The assault of House Kortez can only be described as a fucking mess. Bodies from the young fledglings to the old taskmasters lay across the floor as a veritable river of blood flows through the twisting hallways of the Kortez Villa. The blood is turning sticky under Rosalind’s boots but she needs to find them, Maker she needs to find Ayden. The fact she lost sight of them in the first place, the thought of losing them in this- this shithole. No, she can’t let herself think they’re dead. As long as she doesn’t find their body they are alive. 

Making her way down into a bedroom she finds a painting of Andraste -ascending to the Maker- askew leading into a narrow hidden hallway blood coats the walls and ceiling - an arterial bleed- flipping over the body once again relief washes in it isn’t Ayden.

There are signs of magic; scorch marks under the blood and across the floor, shifting through this body’s belonging Rosalind finds no arcane tools. Ayden was here, she knows it. Rushing down this hallway she looks for any other signs. At then end of the hallways she see them. Slumped over tattoos clear on their face even from where she stands. 

“AYDEN!” Rosalind rushes over sliding to her knees as they reach them. “NO, No, no please don’t be dead. We promised-” Rosalind places her ear to their chest, letting out the a sigh of relief, of joy as she hears their heartbeat slow but steady. They quickly start checking them over for injuries, a couple nicks here and there and a nasty wound on the back of their head. Nothing seriously threatening. 

“Normally someone buys me dinner first,” Rosalind can’t help the snort that come out of her. Gathering their face in her hands she places a kiss on both cheeks, and their forehead. Breaking the kiss she presses her forehead almost painfully into theirs, eyes staring into theirs she always found them haunting but now they are the most comforting sight in the world. She doesn’t know how long they stay like that -a minute? ten? longer?- just breathing with them. She comes back to it with the feeling the blood that has soaked through and stained their armor grows uncomfortably tacky but she doesn’t care. They are alive. 

“You aren’t allowed to die too scum like this.”

“I know. I die by your hand or not at all,” their imitation of her accent is as exaggerated and ridiculous as always, “which makes me basically immortal,” Rosalind smiles bright and genuine, Ayden could always make them smile from the moment the young elven mage had been saddled with Viago and by extension Rosalind. 

“Lets get out of here,” Rosalind rises to her feet helping them up and slinging their arm over her shoulder as they hobble out of this house of death. Rosalind will never forget this night -the eyes they shut forever- and all for the relief she has of her and Ayden making it out alive; it will not wash out the stains of their actions from their armor nor their souls. 

She knows that no amount of worship to the Maker could save her soul she walked down this path herself -head held high- but maybe he decided tonight to cut her this one deal and let her find Ayden.

[no1lucanispegger]

Meet my Rook game!

Nobody tagged me, but I've been looking for an excuse to post about my Rook so I'mma do this anyway cuz it looks fun. I tag @classicleechaos and @nonagesimus.

Also, if you see this and you're looking for an excuse to yap about your Rook, consider yourself tagged.

And if I tagged you to give credit for your beautiful, wonderful Rook, you can also consider yourself tagged.

GENERAL

Name: Mirevas

Alias(es): Rook; Blade; Enasalin; Valor; General; Viago's Dream Witch; the Dragon of Dock Town; She Who Brings Fire on Behalf of Elgar'nan, Sun-Tamer, Crown of Arlathan, First of the Firstborn, Lord of the Day and of the Night, who Woke at the Dawn of the Elvhen.

Gender: Spirit of Valor Made Flesh; Sword

Age: Too many thousands to count.

Place of Birth: The Fade

Spoken Languages: Ancient Elvhen, Common, Dwarven, Antivan, Orlesian, a number of other languages so old there's no one left to remember them.

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual

Love Interest(s): Felassan (RIP King 🙌🏽), Lucanis, Neve, Viago (until they crashed & burned), Teia (every once in a while)

Occupation: Magekiller; Leader of the Veilguard (Formerly); Antivan Crow (Formerly); Right Hand of the Dread Wolf (Formerly); General of the Dread Wolf's Rebellion (Formerly); Champion of Elgar'nan (Formerly); Arcane Warrior (Formerly)

FAVORITE

Color: Purple & Orange

Entertainment: She enjoys the theater and, after getting to know @orangeandclover's Rosalind de Riva, the opera. She also really loves wandering the Fade and exploring old memories.

Pastime: Any and all forms of combat. Teaching, and in particular training combatants. She loves blacksmithing, creating beautiful weapons with which to perform combat. Also having sex. And painting, but mostly body painting.

Food: Antivan food; anything with carbs and cheese, really, but especially anything Lucanis cooks. She also has a soft spot for Hal's fried fish.

Drink: She has a moonshine recipe that'll make you taste colors. Other than that, she loves a cup of tea in the morning and a cioccolata calda.

Books: Mirevas doesn't generally have the attention span to sit down and read a book, but she does participate in Book Club. Her favorite books to read are war novels. She finds most romance novels to be horrendously boring, but she does enjoy good smut.

HAVE THEY

Passed university: No. She was too busy fighting in wars to attend universities in Elvhenan, and after the Veil went up... Her dreams could teach her more than any mortal universities could.

Scared easily: No. She's lived too long.

Jealous easily: No. Mirevas is polyamorous. When she was with Felassan, they took many lovers together over the course of millennia. After he was stolen from her, she was with Viago and Teia for a while, who were both free to pursue whomever they wished. She's with Lucanis and Neve now, and they have the same freedom.

She and Lucanis are part of a multiversal polycule made up of all of my friends' Rooks. They pass him back and forth like a football. He has the time of his life, bouncing from one strap to the next.

Trustworthy: Mirevas keeps her word until doing so compromises who she is and who she wants to be. When an agreement becomes a noose, she cuts the rope before they can hang her with it.

FAMILY

Siblings: Spirits of Valor are the closest she has to siblings

Parents: Does the Fade count? Otherwise, no.

Children: None, unless you count @defenseattorneyofneve's Rowan Mercar, who was born to Felassan and their girlfriend Isobel.

Pets: Six months after Veilguard and her liberation from the Crows, she gets clawed up by a stray cat in Minrathous that then follows her home. She names him Viago.

[weaveandwood]

Hi! Welcome to my corner of the Dragon Age and BG3 fandoms! Putting this here to keep my stuff easily accessible.

Here you can find my Dragon Age and BG3 fanfic and fanart.

Stay a while and watch me be unhinged about my favorite couples!

BG3: Gale x Auroria Wyll x Rosalind Dragon Age: Cullen x Brinni Lavellan Davrin x Evangeline Aldwir The Viper x Bianca de Riva Alistair x Ellaria Mahariel Solas x Leni Lavellan

COMMISSIONS: CLOSED (DETAILS)

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My Fics:

The Snake and The Crow | DATV | Read on AO3 The Viper/Bianca | NSFW | Angst & Smut | COMPLETE

Weave and Woods | BG3 | Read on AO3 Gale/Auroria | Slow Burn | NSFW 18+ | Ongoing

Midwinter in Waterdeep | BG3 | Read on AO3 Gale/Auroria | Post Game | Angst & More Angst, Bittersweet 3 Parts | 4K words | Complete

The Bard and the Blade | BG3 | Read on AO3 Wyll/Rosalind | Slow Burn | Eventual NSFW | On hold

One Shots - Dragon Age

In Hushed Whispers (Cullen POV) | Read on AO3 The First Time (Alistair x Ellaria) | Read on AO3 NSFW Just One Morning (Solas x Leni) | Read on AO3

One Shots - BG3 One shots are Gale x Auroria unless noted

Making a Cake NSFW Lavender and Vanilla NSFW Sandcastles The Hunt NSFW Going to the Market NSFW Campfire Cookout NSFW First Day of My Life Stay (Gale x Tav) NSFW Distraction (Gale x Tav) NSFW Midnight at the Elfsong (Gale x Tav) NSFW

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Gale x Ora by darkurgetrash Gale and Auroria by goromimii Gale's Poem for Auroria by sorceresssundries Auroria by elspethdekarios Auroria by githling The Bard and the Blade by orangekittyenergy Gale x Auroria by Steamclouds Woodweave by alsoika

My Videos (just kisses) My Screenshots

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[theodosiani]

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Frauke Ingellvar

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Varania

Rosalind Cousland

Millie Trevelyan

TAGGED BY: @hallamshivanas TAGGING: Whoever wants to go for it lol

[seigephoenix]

Do any of your ships have kids in the future? Except the ones you've written about already?

I'm going to assume you are specifying my Dragon Age ships? So I'll just include the ones that are from Dragon Age. If you meant any of my other ships from other fandoms, I'll gladly talk about them too. Aside from the obvious which are the ones who canonically have kids in my universes already.

Elaina Cousland/Nathaniel Howe - Rosalind "Rosie" Howe Max Amell/Morrigan - Kieran Amell Alissa Trevelyan/Garrett Hawke - Zephyr Hawke and Leah Hawke Roisin Lavellan - Finn Aldwir (not with Solas, but she does have a kid so she counts) Odette Ingellvar/Emmrich Volkarin - Isaac Volkarin

Briar Amell/Leliana - that one is a no, they do not have nor adopt any kids Briar Amell/Cullen Rutherford - also a no, Briar doesn't want to have any children given who she is

Salem Hawke/Fenris - they do not have kids at the end of DA2. By Veilguard they have a son.

Genevieve Trevelyan/Cullen Rutherford - yes they have 2 children. McKenna and Gawain (girl and boy) Adelaide Trevelyan/Iron Bull - do the Chargers count as kids? Cause that would be their children. No to biological offspring though. Niyra Cadash/Varric Tethras - the answer is obvious for this one... Moving on Bronwen Lavellan/Josephine Montilyet - no but Bronwen does have a daughter from a previous relationship. His daughter Nadiya and Yvette become close friends.

Finn Aldwir/Bellara Lutare - Absolutely they have kids. Roisin wanted grandbabies. XD In my canon, they have 4 kids total. 3 boys and 1 girl. Ashia Laidir/Taash - oh no, absolutely not. Ashia wouldn't be opposed if Taash wanted to have kids, but she is absolutely not going to be pregnant. She also can't really picture herself as motherly or anything of the like. In the Rookery AU, she is the bestest auntie in the world and spoils the kids rotten. Senna Thorn/Davrin - also of the childless lifestyle. Mostly because they have Assan and Stormwing as their kids. Do I like to imagine they have a kid? Yes, I love the happily ever after family trope. But in my canon storyline for them, they do not have kids. Jacek Thorn/Lace Harding - they adopt later on. An elven girl and a dwarven boy. Vat'Asala/Neve Gallus - maybe way down the line they'll talk about it. I haven't quite decided for these two because I think Asala would make a great parent. They're incredibly patient and warm and has a lot of love to give. Absolutely would be the one to fall for the pleading eyes though. Godspeed Neve if you two adopt. Mariposa de Riva/Lucanis Dellamorte - yes they do have kids. Twin boys later on who inherit Mariposa's magical talent

And last but certainly not least...

Cara Valisti/Illario Dellamorte - no. Cara can't have kids (and if you read Darkside you'll find out why in part 4 that will be posted next week)

Hope that helped you Nonny! All my Dragon Age ships and their stances on kids/if they have kids. Since I do like that family happily ever after trope, a lot of my ships do have kids. But I try to fit it with the character and their personality.

[nilesdaughter]

Dragon Age Characters

In reformatting my blog, I "lost" the page that had the list of my plethora of Dragon Age characters, so I made a post about them, instead.

Dragon Age: Origins

Aidan & Aisling Tabris | Fraternal Twin Rogues - Aidan & Zevran - Aisling & Leliana

Milah Brosca | Female Warrior - Alistair Romance

Orin Surana | Male Mage - Morrigan Romance

Ranalle Mahariel of Clan Sabrae | Female Rogue - Paired with Tamlen

Regan Cousland | Female Warrior - Alistair Romance

Rosalind Aeducan | Female Warrior - Paired with Gorim

Canon Playthrough: Veleda Amell | Female Mage - Zevran Romance

Dragon Age II

Aileen | Female Warrior - Sebastian Romance

Diana | Female Mage - Merrill Romance

Katherine | Female Rogue - Anders Romance

Reona | Female Rogue - Isabela Romance

Canon Playthrough: Sylvia | Female Mage - Fenris Romance

Dragon Age: Inquisition

Asera Adaar | Female Mage - Paired with Cullen

Desta Lavellan | Female Rogue - The Iron Bull Romance

Eldrian Hernando Trevelyan | Male Mage - Cassandra Romance

Canon Playthrough: Elera Lavellan | Female Mage - Solas Romance

Elizabeth "Liza" Trevelyan | Female Warrior - Josephine Romance

Self-Indulgent Self-Insert: Enansal "Nan" Lavellan | Female Mage - Cullen Romance

Esme Trevelyan | Female Rogue - Cullen Romance

Hana Cadash | Female Rogue - Blackwall Romance

Havva Adaar | Female Warrior - Sera Romance

Sarel Lavellan | Male Mage - Dorian Romance

Sulahn Lavellan | Female Rogue - Paired with Krem

Dragon Age: The Veilguard

Canon Playthrough: Adelaide Ingellvar | Female Elf Mage - Lucanis Romance

Amalia Thorne | Female Dwarf Warrior - Harding Romance

Devyn Laidir | Qunari Warrior - Taash Romance

Lucero De Riva | Elf Rogue - Neve Romance

Serafina Mercar | Female Human Rogue - Bellara Romance

Taren Aldwir | Female Elf Mage - Davrin Romance

Tristan Ingellvar | FTM Elf Mage - Emmrich Romance

Original Characters

Sonya Barros | Female Qunari Mage from Rivain

Nicolette Fabre | Female Elf Mage/Rogue from Orlais

Zahra Tahan | Female Elven-Blooded Rogue from Nevarra

[nonagesimus]

OC Kiss Week Day 5 - Worship

not explicit but definitely a little spicier with Rose Mercar and @orangeandclover's Rosalind de Riva (Rosalind uses she/they pronouns and is referred to with them interchangeably)

-

Rose had started to memorise the intricacies of the furrow in Rosalind’s brow.

The expression was a little less ever-present than it was on Viago’s face, but it always made the family resemblance clear. She had fond memories of watching Teia talk to the pair of them while they both made the exact same expression at the exact same time. But it was one thing to see it on her face while they were working; it was another to see it on her face when they were in Rose’s bed. They were both supposed to be taking a break.

But while Rose was napping on their shoulder, apparently Rosalind found a train of thought to keep them busy.

“Stop plotting,” she said, reaching one hand up to trace the lines of Rosalind’s frown with her fingertips.

She’d been hoping it’d melt the lines away, but instead they got deeper as Rosalind said, “I’m not plotting.”

“Of course you are.” She shifted, sitting up and throwing a leg over them to straddle their hips. That made the frown lighten; Rosalind’s hands fell to rest on her thighs, thumbs smoothing over her skin. “You’re always plotting.”

“What do you think I’m plotting about?” they asked. Their eyes had softened and there was a smile starting to show itself at the corners of their mouth, and Rose couldn’t help smiling back down at them.

She tipped her head back, letting out a considering hum. “I think you’re going to overthrow the Archon and take his place.”

“I’m not a mage,” Rosalind pointed out, her voice dry.

“I don’t think that would stop you,” Rose braced her hands on either side of her head so she could lean down and peck her on the lips. “You’re resourceful.”

“I’d need a different title though,” they said.

“You could make it whatever you want.” Rose kissed her again, deeper this time. Rosalind’s hands slid up to her waist, gripped a little tighter.

“I’m starting to think you’re the one plotting if you’ve thought about it this much,” they said, voice going a little breathless.

Rose smiled, ran her lips to the point of their jaw.

“Maybe I just liked the idea of you in a crown.” She skimmed her lips lower to their neck, pitched her voice low and said, “Your Worship,” into their pulse point.

“That’s not what you call a king,” Rosalind told her, half breathless with laughter half with something else. “That’s—I don’t know, the Divine.”

“What if I think you’re divine?”

The breathless laugh turned into an outright cackle and that was then Rose knew she’d gotten her. She smiled into Rosalind’s collarbone, felt their hand comb through her hair once, fondly, before suddenly she was being rolled onto her back so they could be the one on top.

“That was a terrible line,” Rosalind said, but she was still smiling and the frown lines were completely gone from her face.

“Mm, I think it worked, though.”

[nonagesimus]

OC Kiss Week may be over but i am not done going insane over my friends OCs so we're back in the Rosalind and Ayden de Riva are siblings boat cc @orangeandclover

-

It wasn’t that Varric had spent an enormous amount of time around the Antivan Crows, but the urgency with Viago de Riva had asked him to get his two charges away from Salle had made an impression.

The four of them hoofed it, south towards the Free Marches, but the speed they were moving with meant he didn’t get much of a chance to look at the kids until they settled down for the night. Still in Antiva, but far enough from the city he was pretty sure they were safe. Camping, instead of looking for an inn, just in case. Which kept Harding happy even if Varric wasn’t a fan. He was getting too old for tents and bedrolls but he had a job to do so needs must. And it was a good opportunity to see what the de Riva kids were prepared to handle. He’d felt a little bad, pushing their speed as hard as he had. Both of them were worse for wear after the fight with the Antaam that’d dropped them in his lap.

Neither of them showed any sign of complaining which boded well as much as it worried him.

Might’ve been the only thing that boded well, but Varric had done more with less.

At least once they were settled with the campfire it gave him a chance to get a better look at the two.

One was taller, human, he could see a resemblance to Viago that said the surname was more than just allegiance; she was tall, with brown skin, hooked nose, curls falling down her back, and something watchful in her eyes. The other was an elf, shorter, paler—though it was hard to tell under a thick layer of freckles—with reddish hair, mostly cropped short, and odd, two-coloured eyes. They’d set up their own side of the campsite hardly exchanging a word.

“So,” Varric said, pointed towards the human, “Rosalind,” then the elf, “Ayden, am I right?”

“Got it in one,” Ayden said with a sharp grin. “Y’know, sometimes people get confused. Because of the family resemblance.”

He shouldn’t call them kids to their faces, even if he was getting old enough that everyone had started to look like kids to him. It was Harding’s turn to cook, and both de Riva’s eye’s tracked her all the way around the fire. Ayden stayed facing Varric, but one of their ears twitched towards Harding when she was behind him, handing Rosalind her bowl. Something in both of their shoulders relaxed once Harding was back on his side of the fire, settling in to eat herself, but they dug into the meal readily enough.

Waited until Varric had finished eating and set his own bowl down to talk.

“So, you’re really chasing the Dread Wolf?” Ayden asked, an intent look on their face.

The facial tattoos weren’t Dalish, at least not any kind that Varric recognised, but he knew the Crows took all sorts.

“I know it sounds crazy, but yeah,” he said.

“And here I thought the Antaam were a big target,” they said, that grin back.

Behind them, Rosalind shifted. Minutely, but Ayden’s ear flicked towards her. Then she stood, put a hand on Ayden’s shoulder briefly, something Varric could see but not recognise passing between the pair of them, before taking their bowl, walking around the fire to place both of theirs beside Varric’s.

“Is the plan to kill him? Rosalind asked, pinning him with a stare. They didn’t grin like Ayden did, just let the full brunt come to bear.

Kept that eye contact up as they rounded the fire again to sit down in that same spot, behind and to the side of Ayden.

“No,” Varric said, before pulling a face. “Maybe. It’s gonna depend on what he’s doing when we find him.”

Both of their heads tilted, very slightly, so in sync it almost made him laugh.

“Our main goal is to stop the ritual he’s been planning,” Varric explained. “But we still don’t know where or when he’s planning to do it, so. There’s an order of operations to figure out first.”

“We’re hunting then,” Ayden said, “Sounds like fun.”

There was an edge to their smile and suddenly Varric couldn’t help but see Hawke in it. In Rosalind too, the way she’d sat to give herself the best view of anyone trying to sneak up on Ayden. He pushed it all away. He saw Hawke everywhere; he’d think he was being haunted if he wasn’t well aware what grief felt like. It was just old familiarity, recklessness and youth. Varric had fallen in behind doomed leaders too often to fall into the trap of it all over again. It was his turn to do the protecting.

“You two have had a long day,” he said, eventually. “Harding and I will take care of watch tonight, we can start splitting it tomorrow.”

It was going to fall on deaf ears, he was pretty sure. The two of them were too wary, they’d be working out their own schedule as soon as they were in their tent, and all four of them were going to be exhausted the next day. But hopefully after another day’s walk they’d reach the Free Marches, and inns would feel less risky, and then they’d at least all be getting bad sleep in actual beds.

As it was Ayden said, “Sure, thanks,” in a way that almost sounded genuine, and Rosalind nodded a goodnight as they both disappeared inside their tent.

“We’re gonna have our hands full with those two, aren’t we?” Harding murmured, very softly, beside him.

“I’ve seen worse,” he said back. “Not much worse, but worse.”

[orangeandclover]

OC Vibe Game

tagged by @hightowerqueen (tagging who ever hasn't been tagged & sees this) it was a struggle to pick who to do.

Rules: post your OC and then 4 (or more) random pictures with no explanation to convey your characters vibe.

[orangeandclover]

WIP Wednesday

tagged by @nonagesimus

so this is for my recent fic about Rosalind in a ballet au after an bad injury sends her to PT who happens to be Davrin and they fall in love (he stops being her PT as soon as he catches feelings) and she is building up to a crash out

“Alright, so you are doing well,” her anxiety falls into a soft decrescendo as she tears her eyes away from her scar, to his face, “really well actually, healing a bit faster than expected. I’d still take it slow but you might be dancing sooner than we thought.” 

“How soon?” Three weeks plays in her mind like a hopeful melody. 

“I don’t know its something we have to keep track of and monitor. I’d suggest even after you are cleared to keep up with PT-”

“Can I be really in three weeks?” If she can just be ready in three weeks it won’t all be for nothing. The long hours under her brother’s gaze, hours spent to get to pointe -the first time she bleed for this and Viago told her to push past it- the hours spent perfecting her fouettés to the steady beat of his cane against the wooden floor, of her shoulders being pulled back until her back was a straight as a ruler. It would be worth it, if she could be ready, prove that even after her fall she didn’t have her strings cut, that she could continue on, for them both. She searches Davrin’s face and in doing so losses all glimmer of hope before he even speaks.

tagging @marvelous-goose, @defenseattorneyofneve, @no1lucanispegger

[orangeandclover]

cliffhanger for phaedra and epigraph for rosalind

Cliffhanger: If a spirit wanted to trap your Rook in the fade, what would their best plan be?

so being trapped in the fade is actually Phaedra's biggest fear as a dreamer she is strong and talented enough it isn't that big of a threat but it looms over her anyways. I think if a spirit wanted to trap her would trap her in a clearly fade version of Ingellvar Manor so she knows she's in the fade but can't leave (gets a little haunted mansion) taking the form of Lady Ingellvar forcing her to relive everything they've done "wrong" or "failed" probably have a moment of making them think they lost both Jesse (@classicleechaos) & Daphne (@lucaniseyebrowlicker)

Epigraph: What situation(s) would make Rook compromise their morals? How would Rook feel about this?

What morals? but in all seriousness this is really hard bc I think Rosalind compartmentalizes and represses so much that their morals are very shewed because of so much she was/forced herself to do already.

I think when it comes down to it Rosalind isn't a backstabber a strange trait amongst Crows but it is only for like a select people she is actually loyal to and views as family/loved ones

(totally not because her father had no loyalty to anyone and others suffered, and her mother was never there for her so she shows she loves people by remaining loyal and by their side no way that would be crazy)

but yeah if she had to betray and backstab someone she was loyal to save the world, or even just save one of the other people on her list I think they would do it compromise that moral and it would eat her up inside. if she had to pick between anyone of them and the world or an example Ayden vs Viago with no helpful third get out of free jail card I think she would do it would pick between them thus betraying the other. they would be disgusted with themself to a point of actual self hatred. so much of herself is wrapped up in being loyal & useful means people will love you making the decision to betray someone included in that group oof

[orangeandclover]

For Rosalind, Extended Metaphor

Extended metaphor: What inspires hope in Rook?

damn coming out swinging. so this might get a little rambley

so Rosalind is a character who starts out seemingly so divorced from hope bc she divorces herself from her true feelings and her actual longing. she constantly denies herself the things she wants for good and for not so good reasons and that includes allowing herself to hope. but I think there are two things that inspire hope for her desperation and love. I wrote a piece for ockiss week between her & ayden and she hoped even prayed in those moment. I don't think she allows herself to hope often so desperation is this moment where she hope and pleas that it bits of happiness of love and connection aren't ripped from her. I do think later after she has started to heal what inspires hope for her is just love she doesn't need desperation and fear like I know it sounds cheesy but yeah I genuinely think Rosalind allowing themself to love, be loved ,to let people seem her is what inspires them to start hoping and believing things can be better than they are

[orangeandclover]

Writer’s tag game

I was tagged by @lucaniseyebrowlicker, @classicleechaos, @nonagesimus, @saltyowlets

Five things you might find in a story of mine:

1. A lot of emphasis on hands be it biting nails, placement, movements, but especially hand holding (and other not so safe for work hand stuff)

2. An queer fem or nonbinary protag who has a lot of anxiety that manifests in multiple different ways but often the feeling on nerves on fire/overstimulated & being touch adverse or nail/skin picking

3. Making traditionally heteronormative tropes, story beats and things queer as fuck

4. There will be an LARGE amount of flowery inner dialogue that specifically pertains to the characterization I have in my head about the character example: Rosalind de Riva has a lot of references to opera, plays, classical music, meanwhile Phaedra has a lot more tied to flames, light, the dark, and dead

5. Smut will most likely go into worship/devotion territory that can be really intense it sounds kinda insane

if you haven't been tagged and wanna do this consider this a tag!

[nonagesimus]

Cliffhanger and anaphora for Ayden for the ask thingies!

Cliffhanger: If a spirit wanted to trap your Rook in the fade, what would their best plan be?

Oh god, it would be the estate in Salle with Bea @hightowerqueen and Rosalind @orangeandclover getting along and Viago being like a tiny bit more affectionate than normal Viago. That’s all it’d take. Alternatively, them being 8 and with their clan again.

Anaphora: What lie is central to Rook’s worldview? How does this affect them?

That Viago has only ever hurt them when and because he was forced into it.

De Riva relationships make me ILL.