"What have they done to you,
Old friend."
Trapped in the fade, Solas comes face to face with the remnant of his spirit.
The Dread Wolf was his wisdom, mirror to his pride. In the wake of the wrathful Evanuris, it too, has succumbed to their taint.
Or, where I'm making wild plot speculations surrounding Solas trapped in the fade. while turning my brainrot into art pieces and gifs. I'M PACING MY ENCLOSURE. Looking for crumbs and scrabs of Veilguard. Please Bioware I'm begging, feed me. 😭
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After the crossover of their divine versions, here is the one in which they appear on screen for the first time! I am so fond of these outfits!
(Is it just me or does Gale look good in all kinds of wizard outfits?)
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Wanted to try something new with my favourite egg
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May the Dread Wolf take you~
Official concept art of Solas is insane! We could have it so I had to give it a try
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*humming the lost elf theme between sobs while doodling sparkles around him*
Gonna post more WIPs here now, do you like that?
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Trembling fingertips brushed past Solas’s cheek as his shoulders fell, a deep yearning settling in his aching chest as he slumped into his herald. Her breathing sounded in his ear, the cool metal of her armor pressing into his skin as he peered down at the woman pressed against him.
“I trust you,” she repeats, voice firm and gaze unwavering.
Solas was a controlled man. Keeping up a front, disregarding his innate desires, those were easy things for him, except for when it came to her. The way Ellana trembled against him and her magic soared in his ears with a strange unfounded excitement sent his mind into an almost animalistic frenzy.
He needed her to the fullest extent of the word. He longed for her in every way their forms could possibly exist. He thought of her wild magic in the fade, her toothy grin and loud laughter in his ears when he met her clan, and before he could even begin to fathom keeping his distance from her, Solas’s hand slid down her waist and around to the small of her back.
Ellana’s breath caught in her throat, the emerald of her eyes sparkling with want even as she let out a surprised gasp of “Solas-“
“Do not,” Solas breathes as he surged forward, capturing his herald’s lips in his own. His free hand slid to the back of her head, cupping it gently as her cold fingertips rested on his chest, her body melting into his.
He would find another way to keep the world together if it meant he get to keep Ellana by his side.
He would even tear down the fade if it stood in his way.
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I colored it guys-
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