We've got Teia we needed some Viago <3

Unhinged Text Post Meme: Lucanis Dellamorte Edition (Part 3)

What's your headcanon?

We know Caterina had five children and eight grandchildren. For some reason I always pictured Illario and Lucanis being only children and the remaining grandkids being distributed among the other 3 parents (or maybe someone didn't have children at all?). But there are so many possibilites.

What's your headcanon?

We know Caterina had five children and eight grandchildren. For some reason I always pictured Illario and Lucanis being only children and the remaining grandkids being distributed among the other 3 parents (or maybe someone didn't have children at all?). But there are so many possibilites.

Small town physician meets big city healer (who's also a trained assassin)

NPC Aster, in a Save Treviso worldstate (and Lucanis romanced by Rook), lends aid to the Wardens in Hossberg on behalf of the Crows, and might get close to the local physician Flynn (sorry Warden Martin)

Thinking about how many people complain that Lucanis's romance doesn't give much and then how, in bad ends, Isabella remarks that he always looked at Rook like they were a fever dream. Thinking about how Lucanis is so blatantly afraid that he will lose Rook that those fleeting touches are all he allows himself, how he says that Rook is leaving their life in the hands of a killer. Thinking about how Lucanis desperately pulls Rook out of the Fade whether you romance him or not, but stumbles back and releases them when they finally slip through. Thinking about how Lucanis stands there near tears saying he thought he would never see them again, and only goes to Rook when it's clear that Rook is not okay, either by masking their pain again or saying they aren't even sure they're real. Thinking about how Spite's wings come out to protect Rook while they make love. Thinking about how Lucanis lays in their lap instead of Rook in his.

Thank you say it louder so people with their heads up their asses can hear it....

Useless Veilguard fact of the day: Day 315

The game script contains cut lines of Antivan Crows sabotaging the Antaam-used amplifiers in the city to deliver their own messages.

Check out the tag for more useless facts: #useless davg fact of the day!

#veilguard cut content

ok maybe i did this comic WAY too detailed for a little joke :-)

Sky's the Limit

(Inspired by @rookanisstuff's tags on this beautiful piece they did. But what if instead of moving and lovely, we had dumbasses? Because being a dumbass is at the heart of everything I write.)

After making the last stitch, Ilene tied off the thread with a knot and pulled a knife from her belt to cut off the excess.

"There," she said as she slid the knife back in its sheath. "How does that feel?"

Instead of looking down at the stitches in his arm, Lucanis continued to stare at her face. "How does what feel?"

The words stumbled from his lips, blurred by his accent and the last remnants of the poison still leaving his system. Ilene was impressed he could manage the common tongue at all, but she couldn't help a slight snort of laughter.

"The stitches, tonto."

He blinked—slowly—and then looked down at his wound. "Oh. That." He met her eyes again and offered her a slightly sheepish smile. "I forgot."

Ilene laughed again. "Yeah, I bet. You are higher than a chantry tower, aren't you? There's a reason Viago calls that one Sky's the Limit."

"Viago?" Lucanis's smile drooped to a puzzled pout. "Did Viago poison me?"

"Not this time."

But Sky's the Limit wasn't the kind of poison someone could just throw together. House de Riva wasn't the only source, but the only possible others she knew of were also Crow Houses. And unless some of their fellow assassins had decided to start wearing red robes and use blood magic as well as poisoned arrows, one of the Houses—or a highly motivated and incredibly stupid individual—was supplying the Venatori.

"You know..." Lucanis drawled, and Ilene focused back on him just in time to stiffen in surprise when he pressed a gentle finger to the corner of her lips.

"When you frown," he continued, "this freckle? It goes down like this." His finger shifted, and with a touch of careful pressure, he pushed her lips into the semblance of a smile. "I like it better when it's like this."

The black of his pupils had been nearly swallowed by warm brown, and Ilene let herself soak in that warmth for a long moment before taking his hand in hers and putting it back on his knee. As she stood, she didn't miss how he looked down at his hand and rubbed his thumb against the skin she had touched.

"Noted," she told him. "Now let's get you some food and water, or you're going to have a wicked hangover in a few hours."

His face brightened with a childlike glee that had Ilene snorting again. "Are we cooking?"

"No," she laughed. "You are not allowed near anything sharp or hot right now. I am cooking."

With crossed arms and a disgruntled scowl, Lucanis slumped back into the couch. "You are a terrible cook," he muttered.

Ilene leaned over and smacked the line of neat stitches she had made. Lucanis yelped and covered his arm with a look of affronted betrayal.

"Whoops," Ilene said with a grin. "I forgot."

Ok but where is Veil Jumper Sloan getting Manic Panic Shocking Blue in the middle of Arlathan Forest?

Someone found me, yay! So that’s actually me from back in 2019 (had blue hair then lol). I had cancer as a teenager and qualified for Make A Wish and when they asked me what I wanted I said I wanted to meet the team behind my favorite video game series. So they flew me and my family up to Canada and I met the team. And they put me in the game! Took pictures of my face and made me an elf in the Veil Jumpers! So that’s why there’s a blue haired elf named Sloan in the Veil Jumpers lol

Just catching up on my notes from being offline and Omg that is so cool that you got to go see “behind the scenes” (& good to hear you are doing well!) and now you get to be the most fashionable elf in the Veil Jumpers!! 😄(and take care of Gus the nug! 🥹)

So we're saying this every Tuesday, fellow Mercars

beauty in the broken glass