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fitz and the fool :)

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When you finally leave the Fade and get to watch the sunrise again

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they should've let us do morrigan's ritual in veilguard but with solas this time

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"hunt well," who let solas dragon age say that!!!!! in the middle of a ball where he's feeling sooo cocky and sooo in his element!!! GOD

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So many members of the Veilguard are so sleepy, you guys. They are so tired. And it doesn’t matter how heroic/traumatized you are. Eventually you will sleep.

Sometimes you fall asleep really hard in the wrong places.

It starts when they find Davrin passed out in his armchair with Assan on top of him (he didn’t want to move and disturb his feathery baby!)

Harding playfully puts a little wooden griffon on his lap: “Haha, now he’s being squished by 2 griffons”

Lucanis: “he’s a warden. He can do hold more than that”

That incident ends with almost the entire wooden menagerie atop him, before Assan gets bored and upsets the whole thing.

One day they find Bellara and see how many blankets and pillows they can give the poor girl instead of the pile of gears she was passed out on.

Now its a game. Even the wisps join in. Taash goes in to consult Neve, and she’s passed out at her desk and and the wisps are covering her in case notes and knickknacks.

Beds (and what counts for beds) are out of bounds, but everywhere else is free game.

There are 0 points for Rook. Rooks falls asleep everywhere and anywhere at the drop of a hat.

Lucanis is 100 points because he’s hard to catch, and Spite could awaken at anytime and send them all screaming when his violet eyes pop open.

It finally escalates (and ends) when Emmrich shoots awake on the green library sofa to find piles of precious books forming a rough throne on his chest with Manfred seated in it.

Everything falls and everyone runs because he is Not Pleased.

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My Inquisitor - Ofelia - didn’t cope well with Solas’s departure. She sought solace in her closest friends, Dorian and Cole, who did everything they could to support her through this difficult time. Yet, despite their efforts, even the finest wine could not heal the shattered heart that Solas had left behind in Skyhold.

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i Love that anders’ clinic delivers babies and treats STDs. thank you for calling planned parenthood of Kirkwall. we are one guy in the sewer. they’ve been trying to catch him for Years . for birth control inquiries, press 1. for hormone therapy, press 2

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How many of his names do you know? God of Lies, Dread Wolf, Fen'Harel. They're titles he earned from enemies, followers, and fractured history.

He and I shared another name.

She knows the names they speak. She hears them spoken now, with the ease of those who were never touched by him, never kissed by him.

But there is another name. One not written in books or whispered in dread. A name never meant for war or worship, spoken only between them, in firelight and quiet, in the space between their bodies.

Vhenan.

They speak of him in absolutes. A betrayer. A monster. A god who tore through history and left ruin in his wake. And they are not wrong.

But she names him as something else. As something far more dangerous: Love.

It belongs to her alone and she bears the solitude of it. To have touched something true and tender, only to see it swallowed by suspicion. To listen as they call him liar, deceiver but to have been witness to something no one else believes was ever real.

To have loved him - and to have been loved by him - is to feel the divide between truth and perception like a knife against the ribs. It is a mourning that must never be spoken. Because what does it matter, in the end, that he was capable of love, when the world will only ever know suffering at his hands?

She will stand against him if she must. She will bear the weight of that choice. But she cannot erase him. Not the man who gave her his heart, who framed her face in gentle hands. Not the quiet tenderness that she knows still lingers beneath the wreckage of what he has become.

And so she will hope - for another way, another answer. Because the grief waiting on the other side is too unbearable. That she will be the only one left to mourn what the world never saw.

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and the old dalish curse means something new to me: take me as well, o fen’harel, like my hand and vallaslin 🐺🌿🌊

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he's never getting rest again

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Fenris stays silent, just running his fingers over Hawke’s letter.

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Huge thanks to Richard of the Order of the Blade for throwing me around!

(If you’re in the UK, consider checking them out! The order are a combat school with a really fun and welcoming ethos)

And as always, more bows, swords, and nonesense on Patreon

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Hey so I really love how Davrin's vallaslin is handled in Veilguard and how it ties into not only his arc, but his internal conflict between two halves and the choice at the end of his character quest.

First of all, I'm gonna say god/Creator rather than Evanuris for this post because I'm not talking about the actual historical elves with all the associated baggage and atrocities, but the maybe-false but still culturally meaningful constructs the Dalish created out of ancient half-remembered history to be their gods. In reality and even most fantasy, Gods aren't literally real, but are always meaningful. In universe, vallaslin are unique. In opposition to the default set that a player character gets to choose between and is also applied to generic NPCs, Dalish characters with bespoke facemorphs have unique vallaslin designs. Identifiying a particular Dalish elf's vallaslin in-universe isn't so much checking a chart for an exact match as it is studying the design elements and recognizing the symbology of a given Creator. Elgar'nan is represented by a play of light and darkness. Mythal by the boughs of a great tree. Falon'din by a design that is "as above, so below." And Andruil and Ghilan'nain are represented by a bow and horns respectively, as the hunter and the mother of halla. Writers have confirmed that Bellara and Cyrian's vallaslin honour Dirthamen, god of secrets, mysteries, and lore. And of course they did! It's pretty obvious where these two truth-seekers would be aligned. But the same writers were cagey about answering who Davrin's tattoos represent, and I think this is on purpose, because Davrin's vallaslin are meant to be ambiguous.

Assume they're for Andruil, the hunter who loved testing herself against stronger and stronger foes, who was revered by the Dalish as a warrior and a protector and who could never bear to remain at home. You can see the curve of the bow, the point of the arrow. Now, assume they're for Ghilan'nain, the nurturing creative spirit who created the gentle halla and then cared for them as if they were her own children. Now you see the delicate lines curving up into the shape of horns, crowned by a second set at the top.

(Davrin's mentor, Eldrin, wearing Ghilan'nain's vallaslin, alongside a render of the player character's options for Andruil's Vallaslin.)

You see where I'm going, right? This is Davrin's character arc! His internal conflict! The brave and fearless warrior ready to throw himself into the arms of death vs the caring and soft-hearted surrogate father to a magical creature. The young man who couldn't bear to stay with his clan vs the boy who sang to the halla. And the choice he and Rook make together at the end of his quest, where Davrin's conflict is reflected onto Assan and the other griffons. Brave fighter or nurturing caretaker? The hunter or the shepherd? Schrodinger's vallaslin. Devs won't clarify which it's intended to be because it's intended to be both.

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davrin!

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He just wants to sleep...maybe a few years

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on one hand, being obsessed with rivain for two years means that my perception of the lords of fortune is wildly different than the rest of the fandom.

on the other hand i could write a fic so batshit you'd think i was making it up but no, it's all based on canon

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I think watching some random actor's entire filmography just because you fancy them is actually so important. It teaches you that even the most successful artists start somewhere. That they experience ups and downs and career ruts and often have to do very weird projects at some point just because their rent is due. And maybe you discover that you don't even like that guy all that much lol