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Did the King’s bastard think he could prove himself? It’s far too late for that.

soooo…lmao i have a lot of feelings about alistair in the fade. mostly that our boy has grown in the last ten years since the blight and hes now much more confident and self assured and really isnt bothered by what the nightmare is trying to torment him with !!! sobs

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tooth? anyone?

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you are not wholesome. An old rural Pakistani man with a full white beard who makes treats and sweets for his village is wholesome. you are a young american man with a patchy beard and a pornography addiction

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I love how “obscure tes lore” can range from “Skyrim has flying whales that are mentioned exactly once in a book” to “the Morrowind main quest”

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“the atmorans were peaceful settlers and the falmer slaughtered them because they felt threatened”

uh well a. I would feel threatened if a bunch of strange people just started showing up and taking place in my home. not that that’s good reason but-

b. -That’s the nords account. 99% the lore we have on the atmorans settlement/falmer/ysgramor are from the nords. we don’t know the falmer’s side because their culture was destroyed. They were massacred, forced to retreat underground, then enslaved by their allies. all because of the atmorans. so

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It has come to my attention that there are no cats on Roshar.

I am officially canceling all further stormlight novels until we get some sort of cat, i may even settle for a crabcat.

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favourite thing about the stormlight fandom is how every three months or so, without fail, a new person reads the books and then logs on to tumblr dot com and posts the feverish realisation that Sadeas and Dalinar are exes so that we all have to think about that again.

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magic in fantasy novels

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a quick doodle about a tweet i saw on twitter while doing some commissions lmao (i think i did this format before oh well)

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ANYWAY

Ik Micheal kirkbride is absolutely horrendous for the obvious reasons but I really enjoy the eccentricity of his work not the racist transphobic nasty bits ofc but like the real fucking weird bits that clearly came from a bad shroom trip, like c0da and what my beloved taught me and the 36 sermons like I aspire to be an eccentric writer just without the controversial bits yk

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I've got 0 fucking followers but is that gonna stop me from talking to myself ??? Absolutely fucKING NOT

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From the streets of Tomorrowind

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What appears to be the Maormeri Creation Myth

This document came to me in a completely ridiculous and accidental manner. Some Khajiit left it on the secretary table in the Apothecary parlor and then quickly disappeared. The tattered scrap of paper has been totally covered with half-obliterated Aldmeri symbols (and even, in some places, raw Ehlnofex), without any header or annotations, which Grum gro-Ingan and I could barely decipher. Almost all of the text is in Aldmeris (which indicates its advanced age), but untranslatable phrases in a language close to the proto-Aldmeris come across, as well as individual words in Ehlnofex (which we were unable to translate correctly for obvious reasons - Ehlnofex is unstable language). Here is the full text; you may form your own impression of its contents.

– “Lyrkhat-the-Corrupted” “Imagine yourself two ancient Circular-Serpents. One of them was called Anurbis and the other was called Pyan-Do-Mai. They whirled in the [void? sea? sand?], seizing their own tails, because they were [hungry? blind? confused?]. The Current was not present yet, as we now know it. Then suddenly Circular-Serpents united (because they wanted to), and out of them crawled, whirling, Saroth-of-Deeps, a swimming serpent, and Ashada-of-Winds, a flying serpent, and yet they looked young. Following them Magash-the-Buildress crawled, the first of the Colorful-Serpents, and she was so bright that few could look at her. Then appeared many others (Daba and Stken and Taratar-the-Protector and Janak-the-Smart and Meshra and Kahtanti) and others (Aza and Baatha and Harsi-the-Hunter and Maoons-the-Destroyer and Jlyg and Erme-Asmora and …[unreadable fragment]) and others, now unknown. "And they began to whirl. Some of them were able to swim, and they whirled alongside the Deeps. Some of them were able to fly, and they whirled alongside the Winds. Lyrkhat was one of these serpents. But she was weak and she was able neither to swim nor to fly, and she did not know her way. And while the other serpents were whirling alongside the Deeps, or whirling alongside the Winds, she just spun around her axis. She spun, and suddenly looked at her reflection and saw that hers was in the shape of "I”. And this was her first symbol, and she would never forget it. “She desired to do something, as others did, and after some thinking she got an idea. Lyrkhat turned to the Colorful-Serpents, and she said: "Ae niran on ur-dela Hum naar vi aad,” which means: “I give you the correct course of The Current, that is, time.” And she continued: “But for this you have to make the Near-Shores, and also the One who would differ from the serpents, so he could walk on the Near-Shores, alongside The Current.” And after these words she stopped, without telling the whole truth. She knew that The Current is deadly, but wanted to create. “The Colorful-Serpents, and first of them Magash-the-buildress, set to work without knowing the trickery of Lyrkhat, and soon the Near-Shores were done, and they were beautiful and thus utterly dangerous, which the serpents did not yet know. Saroth-of-Deeps and Ashada-of-Winds had together begun the creation of One who would be different from serpents. The Colorful-Serpents gathered on the Near-Shores, and from their ranks crawled out, whirling, Saroth-of-Deeps, a swimming serpent, who looked old now, and he said: "AE-CHIM!” “So The One was created. And he went up to the Near-Shores from beneath the sea, surrounded by the radiance that illuminated the heavens and the clouds and the waves and the Colorful-Serpents, which gathered around him. His skin was akin to medusae jelly, and his eyes were of the color of Day-Serpent in cloudless weather. He had neither tail nor forked tongue, but arms and legs. "Daeridoon isanzae ae moga ineri solon naar vi mer ai maor… mer ai maor… maormer,” whispered he, and the heavens shuddered because of his whisper, and the radiance was gone, and streams of water poured from the sky, swallowing everything. For thirty-and-six spinnings of Phy-Nuas the serpents looked and looked at the First-of-Maor, and through all this eternity water fell from the sky. “Then from their ranks crawled out, whirling, Ashada-of-Winds, a flying serpent, who looked old now. And he said mutely: "HUM!” and immediately the streams of water silenced and The Current stopped. And he said aloud: “OR-KAEN-HUM!” and the First-of-Maor realized that henceforth Orkn'um his name. And then The Current slowly began to move on, as we now know it. “The water then became transparent, and suddenly serpents saw that The Current was devouring those serpents that crawled not so fast. Such was the curse of The Current, and Orkn'um was cursed so that he could only watch, how serpents deceased. And then Lyrkhat taught Orkn'um how to shift serpents in his semblance. The Former-Serpents became similar to him, obtaining medusae skin and Day-Serpent eyes, and they all were mer ai maor. But the Former-Serpents died anyway, only longer became their way to decease. "And then Magash-the-buildress became very sad because she loved Lyrkhat, and her beloved had caused her pain. Therefore she left the other serpents, and abandoned the Near-Shores. She burrowed into the heavens, and there a hole appeared, known nowadays as Day-Serpent, out of which comes life and glim. And with her moved off the Lesser-Serpents, that nobody has counted, and nowadays their holes are called the Night-Doors. "But Ashada-of-Winds realized that Lyrkhat knew it right from the start, and he understood that nothing could save the other serpents that were bound to the Near-Shores. And he was completely angered and ordered the First-of-Maor, his lower reflection, tо punish the trickster. Lyrkhat tried to redeem herself, but realized that they would not listen to her words. So she closed her eyes in resignation, and the First-of-Maor tore her coral breasts, pulled the Center-of-Will out of her body ("TRIN-MACH!”), and was going to eat it (“HUM-NUM-NUM!”). But Ashada-of-Winds understood that such potency was not to be possessed by the Former-Serpents and the Not-Serpents, and so he took away the Center-of-Will, rose high above the water and threw the Center to the Dark-Earth of the distant Tam-Rug-Ea (which was already separated from the Ak-Vir-Ea), because only there the Former-Serpents and the Not-Serpents could not reach it (“DWAY!”). “But punishment was not over. The coral body of Lyrkhat was torn into eight pieces. The First-of-Maor took out her eyes and turned them into Upper-Moons, which are the reflection of the Lower ones. The left, bloodied eye became the Eye-of-Malice, which gives strength to the ones-from-the-deeps and turns them into big-toothed-sharks. The right, dead eye, became the Eye-of-Umbrage, which mourns forever for the torn coral body of Lyrkhat, that is, deprived of the Center-of-Will. Two legs of Lyrkhat became the fertile lands of Yok-Ud-Ea ("HUM-DING!”) and Oat-Mor-Ea (“IS-HUM-RAM-MOR!”, and at this time it was the longest word that Ashada-of-Winds said, and in that is nothing strange), but they were cursed by The Current and doomed to death. Two hands of Lyrkhat become fertile archipelagos of Pyan-Do-Ea and Ines-Lo-Ea, but The Current cursed them too. The teeth of Lyrkhat were to be beautiful reefs, but The Current has made them sharp rocks. The lips of Lyrkhat were to be gentle waves washing the shores of our land, but The Current has made them deadly whirlpools. “So this is how Lyrkhat became the victim of The Current (which she created by herself). And now we know how not to.”

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I am well aware that Michael Kirkbride is gross. The whole concept of using nonwhite cultures to make a fantasy race written by white men seem more exotic is gross. Star Wars does it, elserscrolls does it A TON. He’s a gross racist man who doesn’t want to call his work fanfiction, i KNOW.

But I love the concept of canon being whatever you want it to be. I read, didn’t really understand, but enjoyed c0da. And I enjoy the elder scrolls.

Let me enjoy my weird webnovel about my special interest fantasy world turned into nonsensical sci fi. I know it’s problematic, but so is the elder scrolls in general.

Nothing that exists is entirely “unproblematic”. That doesn’t mean we shouldn’t criticize them, it means we should. But we can still enjoy things that we understand are problematic.

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Just found your blog and I'm astounded by this Cosmere? thing you've got going. What is it? What's going on? Have I stepped into a new fandom or some seriously kickass original work?! And all because I tripped over your Aaveros pic!! LIFE IS TURMOIL!!

Hey, thanks so much for the interest =)

So, COSMERE is an expanding fictional universe where BRANDON SANDERSON’s adult epic fantasy works take place. (It’s marked by an ongoing timeline, even with a space opera set in future in plan.)

The universe consists of three realms (physical, cognitive and spiritual). There was a godlike being or force, somehow shattered into sixteen pieces, which were seized respectively by sixteen individuals, making them gods. They came to different planets and magic is derived from their power. So our story begins!

Cosmere is a bit like a fictional MCU with conflicts in cosmic level and characters/groups traveling between planets. Books are connected by a grand background lore but can be read standalone. “It’s more of a, ‘What if you could watch the world of something like Star Trek develop, by seeing individual engaging stories from various planets, then slowly watching them merge into a larger universe.’”

Already-published stories include:

Long form

The Stormlight Archive (Ongoing, 10 books in plan) - Author’s opus magnum (My personal fav)

Mistborn (Ongoing, several trilogies in plan) - Beginner’s choice (First trilogy)

Elantris (Standalone for now) - Author’s debut

Warbreaker (Standalone for now) - Beginner’s choice

White Sand (Graphic novel of 3 volumes)

Short form

The Emperor’s Soul (Hugo Award winner) - Beginner’s choice (My personal fav)

Shadows for Silence in the Forests of Hell

Sixth of the Dusk

Here is a handy intro of all the works mentioned above by @gawain-in-green .

Check following points:

For readers and theorists

No long waiting between books √

Neat prose making you stay up all night to read √

Beautiful maps, tablets and art to accompany your read √

Innovative, detailed and believable world-building √

Self-consistent, explainable magic systems, well integrated into plot and character development √

Various species away from fantasy cliches √

Strong foreshadowing and plot twists giving you tons of WTF moments (which is called Sanderson-Avalanche) √

Deep insight into science & magic, religion, philosophy and culture √

Highly relatable characters √

Excellent representations of women characters and POC characters √

For fandom folks

Efficient official team and their support of non-commercial fan contents √

Nice fandom atmosphere without shits happening √

Friendly to science/language/art people, game players and anime lovers √

Characters are so very gay √

The book of endless memes √

(Popular tags: #cosmere #cfsbf #brandon sanderson #stormlight archive #mistborn)

It’s one of the most ambitious fantasy series ever, presented by the genre’s most Awesome author who writes faster than you read and always has a way to surprise and impress you! I whole-heartedly recommend anyone who is interested in speculative works to try these books!

Harmony bless you all.

(Warning: Books are long but you’ll hope they get longer.)

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I have never felt so seen IN MY WHOLE LIFE

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One of my favorite scenes from OATHBRINGER. 

Amaram: You godless whore! If you weren’t a woman…

Jasnah: (interrupts) If I weren’t a woman, I suspect we wouldn’t have this conversation. Unless I were a pig, then you’d be doubly interested.