#bellavrin

Bellara Week 2026 Day 7: Free Day!

"Made us wash up before the ritual and dressed us all in white. Felt like I was attending my own bonding ceremony."

"Do you think she'd let me wear white if I asked?"

From @mythals-whore’s incredibly beautiful piece for day 3 💕! Could not recommend reading it enough 🥺!! I do not think it will EVER leave my brain 😭💕!

Thank you so much for hosting @datvcompanionweeks!! Sorry this one is a little late! It’s been such an incredible week, Bellara is such a special character to me! I cannot wait for what’s to come 🥹

Bellara Week Day 7: By Fate

For @flowersforthemachines | @datvcompanionweeks Thank you for doing such an amazing job this Bellara Week!

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I hc that bellara thinks davrin is attractive. obviously as they become friends, bel values the friendship more and grows to genuinely care for him. and if he's with rook, she brushes the attraction aside, it's more casual there

but if dav isn't with rook, maybe after the events of the game davrin helps out the veil jumpers. he and bellara get even closer. and he's as handsome as he always is. he's one of her closest friends

Yay. Thank you. Prompts here. I did something a little different.

A gently day in Arlathan, griffons soaring high over the continuos swirling magic sky. Two elves made camp in the heart of the forest.

Davrin laid his head against the swell of Bellara's belly, humming an elven tune. One Bellara had never heard before.

"Um, Davrin. What song are you humming? It feels familiar but I can't place it."

"It's my own. One of the few songs I use to sing to the halla as boy. Figured it was a good idea to sing to our little halla." Bellara laughed so hard, she pushed Davrin off her. He sat back on his heels against the plethora covers and blankets that surrounded them, confused. A single brow nearly reaching his hairline.

"Little halla? I'm pretty sure part of that tune was use as a birdsong or call or something."

"Ok, so our little griffon. I can stop singing if it bothers-"

"NO!" Bellara cleared her throat. "No. uh, I do like when you sing to me. To us."

Davrin shot her a crocked smile, leaning down until his lips met hers.

What is this? I have something to share? On a day I got tagged? Ready your bunkers and wrap your tinfoil hats, the end might as well be upon us.

Thank you for the tags @sorrygoldfish and @woundedsoul12 <3

Gently passing along to @blackwall-my-tiny-husband, @davrinsleftpectoral, @chaosherald and @jenn2d2. (and also @serensama and @muwitch because you mentioned Bellavrin fic might be interesting <3)

Honestly a lot of what I'm working on now is for the DA Creat-a-thon, so I won't be able to share it for quite a while, but here's a short blurb from the post-Veilguard Bellavrin fic that was a tie-in winner in the WIP poll. I think I'll be calling this 'Soaring High' unless I come up with a better name. Prologue is nearly done (has been for a while now, I've just been sitting on it for weeks if not months) and this is from what I expect to be chapter 1.

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“I didn’t expect anyone.” Bellara had to shield her eyes from the evening sun to be able to look at him. “But I’m sure there’s something to feed you both with.

“We brought our supplies.” Davrin laughed, his arms outstretched, inviting a hug. At first she’d hesitated, she’d to stop herself on more than one occasion before, but Davrin was a Warden after all. Not like she cuold make him any more Blighted than he already was.

Davrin pulled her into am embrace with no reservations. It felt… warm and safe and made her head spin. She’d returned the favor with enthusiasm to match.