#party banter spoilers

[juneiper-art]

having finished the game i can confidently say this is my favorite voice acting in all of it

[ellie-writes-games]

Spite Wants To Set A Flame

Lucanis (and by extension, Spite) have been helping Bellara with her romance novel. Flowery language and smut metaphors lead Spite to some surprising conclusions.

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As someone on the autism spectrum, I remember struggling with interpreting metaphor as a young person A LOT. As soon as it was introduced in Veilguard that Bellara was writing some smutty fanfiction, the first thoughts I had were "Oh, the neurospicy gang is gonna struggle." (Mainly Taash and Spite.)

This is fanfiction written by me, @ellie-writes-games. These are NOT actual screenshots from the game. Peace, love, and mad props to the DA writers.

[viennacherries]

"wtf are u guys yapping about?" - rook, probably

[feyunir]

Finally got a recording of the party banter about Emmrich's jewelry.

I'm guessing it's the red ring that was a gift from his father. He got it as a child, and he is wearing it on his pinky finger now.

[nerd-elf]

I decided to take Lucanis to Kal-Sharok and it turns out it was a great choice 🤣🤣🤣

I love these two ❤️

[soupandsorcery]

Viago: Nicolò!

Nico: What—Viago?? What are you doing here?

Viago: What do you mean what am I doing here? You were gone, you idiot! You were—

Nico: And...now we're hugging. Okay. Do we do that?

Viago: Shut up.

Nico: I'm guessing you missed me then.

Viago: Of course I missed you. You are my brother. My family.

Nico: Oh. Guess all I had do to was get locked in the Fade for a few weeks for you to finally admit you love me, huh?

Viago: Don't do that. Not now.

Nico: Sorry. For the record? I missed you too.

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Nico: So. How many of my team did you yell at when you found out I was gone?

Viago: I did not yell.

Nico: Uh huh.

Viago: I didn't!

Nico: Sure. You're a very measured and well-regulated person. Everyone says so.

Viago: ...it was just Lucanis.

Viago: And I apologized afterwards.

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Nico: How many people did Teia yell at?

Viago: Oh, everyone.

Viago: But that was almost entirely because we wouldn't let her storm into Minrathous alone to slit the Dread Wolf's throat for what he did to you.

Nico: This is why she's my favorite Talon.

Lucanis: This is why she is everyone's favorite Talon.

[iicaru2]

the funny thing to me about wyll being described as the most normal guy in the party of tadfools is that he is only “normal” in a comparative sense. of course he looks like the most sensible, trustworthy individual here, look at the batshit insane people he surrounds himself with. it’s easy to come off as sane at first glance when everyone he knows is pissing off gods and violating the faerûn equivalent of the geneva convention left right and center. then he drops his own wild lore out of left field— like that time he attempted grand larceny at eight years old, or that he has fond memories of reading mermaid porn his father kept hidden and can recite them from memory, and you remember that he should not, in fact, be trusted to make wise decisions if left unattended.

[dalishious]

WHAT

[here-comes-troubelyan]

this interaction is gold

[kennycrows]

[hopearefeatheredthings]

Neve Gallus is adorable 💕

[juneiper-art]

Taash...ultimate.....wing person (did he take notes or)

[ellie-writes-games]

Spite, Love, and Limes

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I know. I know. I know I know I know. The fandom REALLY likes the idea of Spite being...uh, active, in Rookanis. Here's the rub: the pure, delicious, indulgent fan-made stuff is out there and it is KILLER.

But that's kind of not my goal. The fun and the challenge of writing this kind of content, for me anyway, is playing within the limits of what the game gave us. Making it as close to some of the wonderful dynamics that are already there with the cast of Veilguard, and just playing. I'm also a game writer. Not for Bioware, no, but I do this kind of stuff for a living. I have mad respect for the folks who have shaped this world and the characters we all know and love. This is one of those weird personal lines where I don't want to step too far out of the canon with a set of characters that you can spend literally over a hundred hours with in a single playthrough. I think that gives us a pretty clear idea of what they were going for, whether or not it's your personal headcanon. Some wickedly talented folks poured a lot of time into fleshing out this found family and their delightful little interpersonal dynamics, and I want to try and honor that. I apologize to the Church of Spite and it's many devoted followers. I wish you all the spiciest of fics. Just know that's not where this is going. ✌😘

This is fanfiction written by me, @ellie-writes-games. These are NOT actual screenshots from the game. Peace, love, and mad props to the DA writers.

[art-bloob]

Well.

[feyunir]

LMAO I have never heard this one with EmmLich, I have only ever heard it with human or pre-Lichdom Emmrich. Has quite a different ring to it huh xD

[bloodofthepen]

Adjusted some romance party banter for fun since my Warden Rook is 49, rather than in her 20s as the game often assumes.

Harding: You have been a little distracted, lately. I mean what with you and Rook becoming... Emmrich: You noticed?

Harding: I'm sure you two getting together is... only Rook's kinda younger, so... Rook: Wait--Harding, aren't you a surfacer? Harding: Sure, but what does that have to do with-- Rook: And you grew up around humans. Harding: Yes...? Rook: Exactly how young do you think I am? Emmrich: You know, my dear, most people would simply allow themselves to be flattered.