#Veil Pictures

[shaadiwish]

Fantastic Bridal Veil Shots That Stole Our Hearts

[iilmunchkiin]

And as he stares into the sky, there are twice as many stars as usual.

Redrew my favorite manga panel with them,, save me,, oh save me staroba,,,

[thorough-witness-enjoyer]

When it’s only 7am at Darkness Academy and Xivu is yelling across the classroom, Calus is drinking “””””””””water””””””””” from his golden Stanley, Rhulk just reminded the Witness that it forgot to collect the homework, Savathûn bypassed the school firewall to play TravelerMath games on her Chromebook, Nezarec just walked in blaring shitty music on a JBL speaker in his bag, Eramis skipped class so she wouldn’t have to present, and Oryx’s big ass head is blocking the board 💔

[mickdalena]

these images are CRAZY to me . davy are you in love with him

[serpentface]

Some government assigned fursonas:

Palo - hare

Janeys - hyena

Brakul - dzo (vaguely)

Hibrides - green heron

Couya - also hyena

[andrevasims]

Shrouded Veil Cemetery

[nikkiissleepy]

[linkvcr]

kind of old doodle of a scene from Martyr by @gemglyph that i forgot i had.

The hylia introduction scene was so cool AUGH

[mohntilyet]

speaking of veilguard kind of going nowhere. i am so mad over there being no in depth epilogue. at least tell me what happens to the factions that are being led/guided by people rook influenced !!!!!! all these companions have obvious obligations outside of the veilguard, and they're all dedicated to the lives they lived before they joined this team, so of course they would go back. what effect did bellara deciding to keep the archive have on the elves? neve decides to protect dock town by any means necessary, so what does that mean for a blighted minrathous? everything to do with harding and the titans ????!!!! and solas just accepts being trapped because he's been 'outplayed' DO NOT MAKE ME LAUGH!!!! somebody has got to tell me what happens after the world gets 'saved' because the south in chaos, minrathous almost destroyed and the last of the elven gods being dead is like. crazy. and the companions just commenting things i already know is really not cutting it for me

[crescentmoonsandroses]

Funguary Day 1: Veiled Lady

Also known as phallus indusiatus, the basket stinkhorn, bamboo mushrooms, bamboo pith, the long net stinkhorn, the crinoline stinkhorn, and the bridal veil. It's edible, often used in Chinese foods, and considered a delicacy and an aphrodisiac in eastern Asia. The cap is covered with a spore-containing slime that attracts flies and other insects, which eat and disperse the spores. Their fruit bodies emerge during nighttime, and they're short-lived, typically only lasting a few days.

I think she's some kind of phantom bride. People catch glimpses of her in the forest, but when they try to follow her, she's nowhere to be found. Nobody knows what she is or who she might be marrying. No-one has ever seen her face.

[lampost-in-winter]

Forgotten ecology

Rook finds Davrin carving wooden statuettes, which isn’t unusual. What surprises them is that he is looking at a book for reference. Davrin never needs reference: every nook and cranny of monster anatomy is etched into his brain, for good or ill.

“What do you have there?”

“You mean the book? I took it from Isseya’s lair, she must’ve gotten it from Ghilan’nain. Sorry I didn’t mention it.” He lets go of the piece he’s been carving—it looks like some kind of snake covered in feathers—and brings the book closer to Rook.

The tome hums with magic as Davrin passes the pages. Although Rook can’t interpret the text, written in ancient Elven, it is evident that it is a bestiary: each page depicts a variety of creatures Rook’s never seen before, all of them either aglow with foreign beauty or haunted by terrifying strangeness. The pictures move on the page like figures from a shadow play, portraying the different walks of the herbivores, the attack movements of predators, and the complex flight of four-winged and six-winged birds.

There is some flora depicted, as well. A two-page spread is entirely dedicated to the reproductive cycle of a translucent flower with iridescent blue filaments, which relied on wisps as its sole pollinators.

It is gorgeous. It is also concerning.

“Do you think Ghilan’nain created all of these?”

“Nah, I don’t think so. Look,” Davrin points at a stamp in the shape of a halla at the beginning of one of the pages. “I’d say only the ones with her mark are her creation. Everything else… maybe someone, or something, else made them. Or maybe they were there already when the first elves gave themselves bodies.”

“Wow,” Rook mutters, “Do you think we might still find one of these things out there?”

The elf shakes his head.

“Not likely. It looks like all the wildlife in this bestiary was specially adapted to live in a world with spirits and much more magic than our own. In many ways, their life cycles depended on it, so most of them couldn’t possibly exist as they were in our world.”

“Damn. That’s… tough.”

“Yeah. Could be the reason why Ghilan’nain kept a specific record of them.”

Rook feels a hole in their stomach, the shape left by a loss that’s not even their own, as well as the dread at the idea of life being able to just disappear, the terror of the frailty of existence. And whatever Davrin is feeling, it doesn’t look like it differs much.

“It’s kinda… weird, to think that all of these animals can simply be gone without a trace,” Rook says, “The magic and technology from ancient elven times at least left something behind, even if it’s just debris.”

“They might’ve left something,” Davrin muses, “Some of these creatures could’ve adapted to the world post-Veil and changed into something we might recognize. Like this one,” he picks up the feathered snake he’d been carving. “She could be the grandmother of modern snakes.”

Rook chuckles. “Wouldn’t that be something?”

“Mmm. I’ve also been thinking about it the other way around.” The warden takes a moment to gather his thoughts. Rook notes that they really like his thinking face, so solemn. “If these couldn’t survive in our world, it’s also possible that many of our own animals and plants would not be able to adapt to life without the Veil. Perhaps they wouldn’t die in the initial blast, but the change in their way of life would slowly end them.”

“See, another reason to stop Solas: what if the fall of the Veil destroys cocoa trees? I wouldn’t survive it,” Rook counters with a playful smile, and it gets a laugh out of Davrin.

“Jokes aside… it makes you think, you know? That when Solas talks about bringing back the old world, it doesn’t just mean restoring the ancient elves: it means to change the very core of how life works. And I know that all things end, and that these creatures had their time, but…” Davrin looks towards the cozy, feathered bun that is Assan sleeping by the fireplace. The unlikely survivor of two extinction events, as they now start to understand. “Who decides which form of life is more worthy of existence?”

Rook tries to think of something wise and soothing and motivating to say, but it doesn’t come to them. They’re not a philosopher: they’re just one of the alive things in this world trying to make it to the next day.

“So… drinks?” they offer, instead.

Davrin smiles. “Sure. And, hey, pick one,” he says, pointing at the carvings of ancient creatures he has been working on. “My treat.”

Rook observes the three statuettes that Davrin has finished so far: there’s the feathered snake, a unicorn with a horn as long as its whole head, and a bird with wings made of flames. They take the unicorn. They will put it up in their room later, because it’s from Davrin and it’s beautiful, and they will hope that this melancholy feeling they get from looking at it will recede. In time.

[shaadiwish]

Here Are Some Fantastic & Trending Bridal Veil Shots That Took Our Breaths Away

[maythedreadwolftakeyou]

mentallyyyyy lately i keep coming back to Solas and Felassan.

like i know that their relationship is the way it is mostly because the writers came up with the end of The Masked Empire before they even considered the beginning/what happened in Arlathan. like... it was always doomed because the doom in fact came before the rest of the story. but beyond that if we actually LOOK at it all together like we can now to fill in those gaps...

From Felassan's perspective, he didn't know what exactly Solas was going to do, just that he was planning Something Big. when the Veil went up he didn't know what part of it was his generals intention or not, what even happened to him, and how they're going to deal with the result now. Only that in some way it worked (the gods are gone) but also clearly couldn't have gone exactly right, because they're cut off from the fade and Solas just never comes back--he fell into Uthenera after creating the prison/veil used up all his magic and strength. So Felassan as far as we know just... goes it alone? For thousands of years?? After shepherding the others in the rebellion out of the lighthouse and into the world it's possible he went into his own Uthenera at some point in the middle for part of the time that we don't hear about, but at least as of The Masked Empire he seemed pretty cognizant of all the politics, history, etc of Thedas. So he's either been personally around for all of it or enough of it to make sense + get caught up on whatever he missed. Probably a good chunk of those early years was spent looking for Solas' body or where he'd fallen into slumber... I imagine if he'd actually managed to find him during that time he would have done something to help him wake if possible. So probably he didn't, and eventually would have just... stopped looking probably. He spent his time existing in the world in a very real way, even if he kept some emotional/physical distance from it. Thousands of years growing and becoming a different person, not a general in a war but a bit of a loner who eats tree bark but nevertheless actually seems to have enjoyed the people he's gotten to know over the years, and found his own kind of peace.

And on Solas' end. He does this giant, cataclysmic thing, passes out, and when he wakes up the world is just utterly unrecognizable. He didn't get to see any of the in between, hence telling himself it wasn't (couldn't be) real, it didn't count, he could still fix it, etc. And so he starts desperately looking for ways to go back and who does he manage to find--Felassan. His second in command, his advisor, and from DAV clearly someone he trusted and relied on. And so he thinks ok, just like before, we can do this, we can make things right again. And for a little while it seems like that's how things are going.

Until... Felassan says no. He straight up tells him he's wrong about people and the world and just refuses to comply when Solas asks for the Eluvian password, the thing that would essentially let him "fix" it all. Despite EVERYTHING, all their history, all the work they'd done together--Felassan says "I will not do this for you." And i think that's how Solas can do it. The moment he lashes out, he's not seeing Felassan anymore, he's just seeing yet another stranger, and yet another thing his big mistake back then tore away from him. He kills Felassan becuase he's not the Felassan Solas knew. The world isn't real and neither is this mockery of his old friend and it's just one more thing he'd already lost eons ago. And it's worse to have to see this new version and reminder of everything he fucked up than it is to believe the real Felassan was gone the whole time. The real Felassan is something he could keep mourning in his memory versus having to confront all the changes they made and the fact that. He didn't have to see this new version of him, and then he could keep compartmentalizing how "this was NOT the Felassan I knew" the same way he does "modern elves are NOT my people".

and so of course he can't get to the actual grieving until he does accept that the world might be real. and another reason he pushes back so hard against this because it means admitting not just his ancient mistakes but the recent ones too. or at least this is how i've been able to mentally reconcile what we get about their history in DAV and the ending of The Masked Empire. ouurrgh. chewing on it.

[grunklebongrip]

I think Ford and Fiddleford both have a crush on Spock

Stanford’s drawn to his intelligence combined with the tall twink frame

Fiddleford likes his deep voice, big tiddies and dark hair combo tied up with the bow of his tism-coded charm

[thegreatyin]

come shadow, come follow me

i've been waiting to introduce him for months. the plutonian shadow my beloved. aka my completely normal bag a legend protagonist, who is definitely not only normal but also mundane in nature. Definitely.

[honeymoonsuite309]

In honor of BVB day... these.

(I love this MV)