#hightowerqueen

@symphorine and I have talked at length abt this behind the scenes but Antiva is still very much a country under the influence of the Orlesian Chantry! (iirc, Zevran says that the Circle in Antiva City is pretty intense, right?)

Not to mention that the House of Crows/Antivan Crows were founded by Andrastian monks (I've said this so many times, I just think it's very interesting). I always want to dig into the presence of Andrastianism in this assassin's guild, but, that's a side-tangent to the point I want to make.

HEHE <3 why thank you!!

okay so this one is gonna be cooking in the back of my brain for a WHILE, but. I so badly want to throw hal and bolaire into a picture of dorian grey AU. that's the biggest gist of it. like. listen. that book is tied for my favorite classic of all time, and it's so deeply fascinating to me. and its focus on the all-consuming worship of beauty/unattainability of art feels like it would click in REALLY wonderful ways with some of the stuff going on at the schemer's table, yknow?

Blood warning for one of them. Thumbs below the cut.

Also, mind the tags on the fic/series. It's explicit and dark. I'm sure it will be darker in time.

omg.... Alex.... 💞💐....

I thought about saying something sad and dramatic, but how about this instead: she can't stand Lucanis's ass.

When she leaves Treviso, she is just so incredibly happy to be away from supervision. No one from her past life to see her! No Crows that she has to be wary of or who could have any comments on what kind of Crow she is!

And then not only does she have to go to Treviso again, she also literally has to grab a guy from the most important Crow house out there. And then live next to him. The entire time.

(apologies if this posted twice tumblr ate the first one)

thank you for asking!! this is actually the first thing I started writing after Veilguard's release! my gf @hausdellamorte was kind enough to stream her first playthrough for me and then later gift me a copy as a birthday gift, and after sharing excessive amounts of brainrot I started writing a smut piece where her Rook (who also became my canon Rook!) experiences Lucanis giving Spite control for the first time. here's an excerpt!

She wants us too, Spite whispered, rocking forward and back eagerly. I know it. You know it. You want me. To have her. You want! To watch. Sick. Degrading. Delicious. Do it! You want it. Make us all feel. So good. So good, Lucanis.

He couldn’t ignore the need building in him. His fingers curled into a fist as he closed his eyes, trying to shut Spite out - or at least, wishing he wanted to shut Spite out.

Let us, Lucanis. Think! You get. To watch. You! Get to feel. Just like me. You like it. When she cries out. Let me make her. Let me taste, let me bite!

He snapped his book shut and glared at his violet simulacrum. “No. Not hard enough to draw blood.”

Spite growled angrily. Want it! Copper, metal, taste her!

“If you don’t swear it, you won’t have her. Make me a promise.”

He gave a defeated, irritated huff. No blood. Fine. Deal. Now let me. Have her! Just once. He paused, canted his head to the side, and his expression softened. Please?

“...If she agrees.”

Suggestive lineart below the cut. It's of @hightowerqueen's Beata de Riva and Illario Dellamorte sharing an intimate moment. He's about to be a brat and she's about to retaliate, but like in a tender way.

Mine: him being ridden by @hightowerqueen's Beata de Riva with her hand tangled in his hair and the other poised to (lovingly) choke him. Hers: shirtless, emotionally devastated post-coital crying in Simonetta de Riva's lap.

Her, immediately following a conversation about his hair care routine and how silky it would be (and thus how fun it's gonna be to render it): "He's so stupid, what's wrong with him."

*bows deeply* I am nothing if not a servant and provider of fine art.