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my friend @astarionpavus and i were discussing how Spite and Justice probably have veeery different reactions to romances

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With his romance with Lavellan, Solas learned a horrific truth—that him simply as a humble man was enough to be lovable. He had been plied out of the Fade by Mythal because of her need for him, and out of devotion, he became something more and dreadful for himself, for her. And she never reciprocated that devotion with the same intensity. He spent millennia fighting for her as a thing he detested—a man of war and death, a being whose mortal body imbued him with innate qualities and emotions that would further twist his Wisdom nature. He was producing the very poisons that would normally corrupt a spirit by virtue of [Being a Person]. The external influences now harbored inside him.

But Lavellan showed him. That being you are, the one that wished to ponder and reminisce of spirits, who valued liberty and freedom and knowledge and the wry observation? That was enough. That was always enough. But he can’t accept it, because millennia of being Fen Harel, being devoted to Mythal and her cause.. to sunder it from himself would feel like a magnificent loss. He has been that for so long, is there anything yet truly left of the Wisdom spirit that once was?

Not only that, but given corporeality, Solas is compelled by the operant [If I can, I must]. He CAN do something about the Veil, so he will. If he doesn’t, then he is forsaking the memory of he destroyed with his choice. He is forsaking his own principles. To do nothing in the face of injustice and cruelty is a sin he cannot bear.

He comes to the Inquisition as a “humble apostate”, both as disguise and because in his de-powered state he is of little greater use (if he had greater power I’m certain he would have nudged the Inquisition toward their goals). This is a costume he is wearing, or so he tells himself. He exists to advise, to suggest, to subtly direct toward more peaceful and humanitarian and spirit-friendly directives. He operates as his former [Wisdom] spirit state.

And Lavellan grows to love it, to appreciate it. She grows to appreciate [Solas as Wisdom]. That part of him, the part of him that he has put aside for thousands upon thousands of years, though his nature craves to return to it. Without his ability to be Fen’Harel, it is pretty much all he has. And oh, this mayfly mortal born of a “forsaken ignorant people”, she is drawn to him, seeing him as a [man], seeing him at his (comparatively) weakest, most ineffectual state and finding it pleasing. Desirable. [Enough].

Enough. He is enough as Solas, simply Solas. But if it is enough for Lavellan, why was it not enough for Mythal? No, no, there was a reason. There was a war. War requires more of people. It requires limits to be broken and terrible mantles to be donned.

But Lavellan is fighting an existential war against Corypheus. And she does not demand more of him. She values what little he is able to provide—guidance, insight, his magic. It is [Enough].

We Solavellans have dissected and discussed at length about the nature of the relationship being one built on deceit, the moral and ethical quandary of love cultivated under a false identity. Veilguard has confirmed the existential struggle and quiet agony that Solas experienced by transitioning into [Being]. While Lavellan should of course had been informed of his ‘true identity’ before falling in love with him, an argument could still be made that Fen’Harel is not his true identity but a long-worn mask that he wishes he could ditch. The man Lavellan fell in love with is who he should be, who he wants to be. Far more underpowered than he’s comfortable with, sure, but the personality for certain. Just a person giving advice, discussing at length about topics he enioys, exploring memories and ruminating over them, smirking over small verbal sleights of hand and sly tricks, engaging in philosophical debates. All of that is already there, that is who he is in peacetime. The man has known war and conflict for so long that he has mentally split Solas and Fen’Harel as two people, because he needed to, but they are the same. Solas who wields the martial prowess of Fen’Harel. Fen’Harel who possesses the wry levity and artistic sentimentality of Solas. SOLAS YOU ARE BOTH AND MORE THAN THESE TWO HALVES.

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💀 a home in life, a berth in death 💀

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How pissed off do you think the chantry is that the Herald of ANDRASTE ran off with the DREAD WOLF

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Original post by @bubonickitten

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Girl Dinner

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I love you Anders but you really need to step up your game

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noooo plot bunnies go away

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Rook, returning to the lighthouse after first having met a romanced Lavellan: "Hey Varric, I just spoke to the inquisiter-"

Varric: choking "vhe- I mean huh? Wait, did she mention Solas at all? I mean I don't care, it's like, whatever..."

Rook: "dude... that was so weird."

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thinking about my lavellan's look in veilguard after looking through the artbook with my friends 🌿

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oh no, I like Jayce/Viktor because it's essentially a palette swap of Caleb/Essek. oh no

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This is the real post-credit scene, to me

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I know for a fact that post-game romanced Lucanis is setting up the most fairytale-ass scenarios for Rook

this man spends all his time in his pantry vibrating from caffeine overdose while reading romance novels he has so many ideas

he’s taking Rook stargazing. He’s doing scavenger hunts through the markets of Treviso. He’s buying up every flower petal in Antiva. He’s fucking decorating their room in the mansion in his head while fighting Elgar’nan, I just know it

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Dragon Age: The Veilguard | ▶ dev. Bioware

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Hi guys. We have some really awful news. Tumblr user @penroseparticle has died.

We know Colton was beloved by so many people, and was a bright spot in so many lives. He introduced us to incredible music, beautiful art, cursed posts, and bizarre math facts. He was hilarious, snarky, loving, and curious. He was a curator, a polymath, an artist, and a jock. He was such a fucking nerd.

The tattoo story was real. 

Colton was thoughtful, introspective, brilliant, and hard on himself. He loved fiercely and directly–he was in your corner and he would do your laundry and cook you food about it. He knew so much about so many things, and was constantly making connections between them. He was simply the best at liking things. He loved learning about what other people liked, and he loved sharing things he liked with other people. He made all of our lives so much better. 

It was difficult for Colton to let other people love him, or to let himself have nice things. He had been working hard and getting so much better at both of those, especially in the last year. He spent time at art museums and was getting amazing new tattoos. He loved making his song of the day posts. He was learning morse code, like a giant nerd, and studying to get the necessary licenses so he could have his own informal radio station and share music. He had perfected a chocolate chip cookie recipe that he liked to make for everyone, and he had just let weeds buy him a bigger stockpot, so he could feed more people. 

It was something magical, getting to love Colton. 

It was a privilege to know Colton. It was a privilege to love him. We are all so lucky to have had him in our lives. We are so grateful for every second of the time we had together. We wish there could have been more.

We love you, Colton.

We are working on ways for folks to share their memories of Colton and the impact he had on their lives, including here on tumblr. We will share them when we have them. For folks who knew him IRL, we are working on a memorial, and will share that information as well when we have it. There is not yet a public-facing announcement of his death; out of respect for his family, please don’t spread this news on other platforms or in ways that are tied to his IRL presence yet.

We love you Colton.

We’ll end with his words: You could be dead right now. Go listen to something you love.

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Everyone going insane about Verin being a Kiki fanboy/how cute they'd be but I CANNOT IMAGINE how awkward family dinners would get. Yes the brothers have exactly the same taste YES it is awkward YES the raw magic power in that room is frankly worrying.

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I hate capitalism!!! It sucks!!!!

my coffee lid doesn't 100% fit on the coffee cup when I buy a coffee out so every time I touch it the lid pops off and my hands get sticky. or worse, my coffee spills and the expensive $7 coffee I bought is wasted. It didn't used to be this way! Lids used to fit!

my grocery bags break every time I carry groceries upstairs. the plastic is so thin that putting anything in a plastic sack pretty much causes it to break. the bag becomes single use, and it breaks, and it ends up in a landfill instead of reusable where I would use it again and again and again!

all of this!! for what! .25% more profit??? i hate it!