zevs'

Imagine the very first time Zevran slept next to the Warden once they determined that their relationship was more than just physical, that there was love involved. Imagine him shooting upright in the morning in a panic, momentarily thinking himself dead before he realizes the truth; for the first time in years he had slept soundly through the night, not constantly on the verge of wakefulness due to untrustworthy nature of his bed mate.

Imagine Zevran waking up for the first time fully rested and in love

my kinks:

  • zev being so in love w/ the warden that hes all stuttery and nervous and the Least Smooth when trying to woo them n being baffled by his own lack of tact 
  • zevran being happy n safe,
  • zevran being happy n safe, with the love of his life
  • zevran being happy n safe, with the love of his life, and a family he never thought he’d have
  • also that ‘theres only one bed so we have to share it’ trope

He leaned close - the scent of polished leather, and sage hitting her - his lips whisper soft against her brow as he kissed her. 

“Indess,” Zevran murmured, her heart breaking for him. She had known from his glances, the way he would cut across the battlefield to support her, that he thought of her more than a friend. The fact that he still cherished her, knowing she loved another - it felt like she had betrayed him, betrayed his kindness. 

“No matter the decision you make, people will understand.” He pulled back briefly, smiling at her sadly, as if he already knew the answer to his unasked question. “But Antiva is beautiful this time of year. The sea glitters as you walk down the harbour, rain and mud are but a thought, unlike Ferelden." 

There was a wistful tone to his words, the rogue drawing in a deep breath, homesickness hitting him. It always did when he spoke of Antiva. It was hard not to cry at his gentleness, at the calloused touch of his hand on her cheek, fingers stained with betrayal and death, but there was a softness to them - the caress of a lover. 

Perhaps a small bit of her did love him, in some strange, forgotten way. Alistair had claimed her heart, but Zevran made her very soul catch alight. 

"You have sacrificed enough for this world. Come home with me.”


Complete credit to @warsonghold for the stunning snippet! 

there’s something that i’ve been thinking about, that i’m sure someone somewhere else has already vocalized better but…

let’s talk about how much of a hero zevran is, and how much he doesn’t realize it.

in dialogue with him, he mentions that the crows bought him as a child to start training him. and later, if you take him into the fade his dream is of him being tortured as a part of his training. now, while zevran processes his own trauma by being very blunt and blase about it, there’s no reason to believe that this wasn’t the status quo for most of the crows. 

in fact i imagine they have a habit of recruiting elven children in particular, because elves are so often looked down on and ignored in most cities. makes it a lot easier to hear things they’re not supposed to, and get close to people. 

but zevran is also the first member of the antivan crows (that i know about at least) to actively abandon them. now, arguably, at first he does it because he fails his mission to kill the warden. he can’t go back to them in disgrace, or they’ll kill him outright. but then you get to denerim, where taleisan (sp?) offers zev the chance to kill the warden then and there, and come back.

and what does he do? regardless of whether you romanced him, if you and zev were friends he refuses. and it’s not a practical decision, but purely emotional; the warden is his friend, is someone he cares greatly about, who he’s witnessed doing great and amazing and wonderful things even in the midst of the blight. zev realized that there was more to life than just killing people for money, that the crows didn’t need to control him, and he can make his own choices.

and instead of just cutting all ties with the crows, when it would be easier to avoid them, he turns and takes the fight back to them. sends a message point blank that they can no longer control them, he won’t allow it. 

now, imagine how that must seem to the other crows, to the other kids that were taken from similar or worse situations, the ones that had to be broken and reshaped into a new tool designed to serve whatever purpose the crows set for them. some of the crows thrive, and become quite well renown and wealthy, but not all of them viewed it as a smart career move.

but they learn about what zevran has done, and it gives them the courage to leave the crows as well. it shows them that they can have choices too, they’re real, and alive, and their existence has an intrinsic value. 

like, yes zev is a hero because he was there to stop the blight. but to those few ex-crows, he’s so much more. he’s a hero because he was one of them, and he had the courage to break away, to take his life into his own hands.

so just imagine one day zevran meets another of those ex-crows, and they’re in awe of him, so grateful, and just “you’re my hero”