emotional homunculus

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Vae is so very loved AND SO ARE YOU GIRLY!! I had an absolute blast being her one-man paparazzi. And it gave me an excuse to download some very beautiful outfit mods!! And DAYUM GIRL SHE ATE????

* yes, regularly

* yes, frequently

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* once or twice

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She is willing to work with men in leadership positions even post-mind control and she will actually compliment and admire their tyrannical prowess

She will argue that the refugees in Baldur’s Gate should be enslaved because it’s practical and better for them that way, not because they’re weak lesser races that deserve to be subjugated

BISEXUALS GROW FROM THE GROUND

“Pictures!” He tells Rook, because Rook is good to share things with. They make the appropriate sounds of appreciation, and sometimes bounce on their feet.

“Oh very nice,” Rook says, clearly not understanding the scope of Manfred’s discovery. This is not something he has drawn.

“No!” He insists, taking their hand and placing the crystal in it. “Pictures.”

Rook stops, and stares open mouthed at the vibrant play of color and memory unfolding in the air of the Fade in front of them.

“Ohhhh,” they say, with an appropriate level of amazement. Very good. Manfred rattles with appreciation.

The Fade, it turns out, is FULL of people’s crystalized dreams, not just Solas’s. Big ones, small ones, some as big as Solas’s head.

The Veilguard starts to make a casual hobby of it as they traipse around the Crossroads, picking up active, vibrant stones to stuff into their pockets for later that night when they will gather and watch them over one of Lucanis’s snack trays.

Taash finds a shocking amount of dragon fights, which they watch in a series that they call “dragon week.”

Lucanis and Bellara prefer dramatic memories of emotional meetings and sordid love triangles, which are also in abundance, and which never seem to resolve cleanly.

“I’m not sure we should be watching any of these,” Emmrich says dubiously, “it doesn’t feel entirely ethical. We viewed Solas’s memories to save the world.”

“Okay,” Rook says, pouring him some tea while the others munch on wisp made popcorn. “But I found a whole little brood of crystals with the memories of some king from the Steel Age. Very historical. I’m sure you wouldn’t have any interest in…”

“…well. If it's for research…”