I love Davrin because what do you mean a man who grew up wanting more in life, to live with a purpose and meaning, to make a mark in the world had become a man who only knew that his goal was to have a hero's death.
And he isn't even given that.
To go from man who wanted to live with purpose to becoming a man who's sole purpose is to die to back being a man who has to now find new purpose in living.
This is such a cruel life but how can you be surprised when what we know of Wardens is through disillusionment.
The parallel of Alistair and Davrin in what they know to be true of being a Warden only for it to break. Alistair had an expectation of what the Wardens are- noble, true heroes to fight the fight. But seeing how he reacts to Loghain becoming a Warden to how tired he seems in DAI, you cannot hold on to that fantasy.
While Davrin doesnât hold any illusion of righteousness within the Wardens, at the very least he thought he and his peers would be granted a honorable death. That is the very point of being a Warden but he isn't afforded that.
Like imagine how angry and terrible Davrin feels to be stolen a death he was ready to have. The man lives on guarantees and absolutes. All for that to shatter.
I don't think his story was just about finding new meaning in life. I think its about trying to live it, because you can replace your reason to live with the next one but you have to want to live it. Fight to live it regardless of purpose.
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ThisâŚ. Was an idea I had in the shower. Itâs just so silly. Like. I donât even know why this needed to be put into words but idc đ¤Łđ¤Łđ¤Łđ¤Łđ¤Ł
Robby finds a piece of you in a very interesting part of him. AFAB!
Warnings: I tried HARD not to describe the hair. Please let me know if I missed anything. I tried to keep it neutral. Butts mentioned. Booties. Overall goofiness
You had been dating Robby now for about 2 months and a couple of weeks ago started the inevitable evolution of sleeping at each otherâs places non stop.
You were lying on Robbyâs freshly made bed, admiring the navy down comforter you finally talked him into buying. You heard the shower turn off in the en suite and the snatching of the towel off the hook.
You laid there with the brown noise of the fan calming you to the left and the sound of Robby towel drying his hair and body to the right.
After a couple of minutes you hear him slid his boxer briefs on. âWhatâŚwhat the fu-â you hear him grumble. Another minute or later after a small sound of muffled movement, you hear Robby bark out a laugh.
He holds up the offensive stowaway he found tucked between his ass cheeks and tickling his balls. A strand of hair, unmistakably yours, dangles proudly from his digits.
His shadow darkens the archway for a moment before he steps fully into his bedroom holding his arm straight out and his index finger and thumb pinched together.
You look up with a quirked eyebrow and tilt your head in confusion.
âIs this a womanâs way of making things official??â Robby asks in between chuckles, crowding your space to show you your strand of hair.
âThis was in between the cheeks, honeyâ he says barking out another laugh.
Without a second to hesitate, your laugh joins his loudly. The both of you laughing from your bellyâs at how absurd this is.
âThatâs a boyfriend rite of passage, thank you very muchâ you reply, wiping tears from your FACE cheeks.
Robby leans down and pecks your nose, still laughing softly.
You pout up at him playfully, âwhat? You donât like my present??â
You try to maintain the pout, but minutes later you find yourselves recovering from another laughing fit so hard that you had to run to the bathroom before you peed your sleep shorts.
Walking back into the bedroom, Robby was laying under the covers patting your spot and signaling you to get into bed. You slide under into the cool sheets and scooch up next to him, gently patting his bicep. âFluff upâ you demand gently.
His sardonic chuckle is accompanied by his arm lifting to accommodate the half of your body that youâre about to fling over him.
âYa knowâŚgiving a boy a lock of your hair is a big dealâŚ.whats next? Walks on the promenade with your father present to chaperone?â He teases.
You gently nip at his hairy chest in jest and he yips. âYou wouldnât know how to court someone if you were a fucking judgeâ you say with a goofy grin.
âOh sweetheartâŚ.you want to be courted? I think weâre a little past thatâ he motions Down to your bare chest pressing against his.
âThank godâŚyou know i canât keep my hands to myselfâ
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