#➥ Loux.

[astarab1aze]

loux garo 🧡 art by @nexusmonstrum

[cheseely]

Nepheli!

[lulila-safu]

*sigh* now I have to tag all these people...

and I put godwyn with the radagon/ marika linage, but because I got used to draw him alongside messmer and malenia

[kingofreddragons]

Golden wedding

[epiclad]

Sacred Rebis

[arnaerr]

Millicent & Nepheli Loux, Warrior prints ✦ full process on patreon

[goatgovroom]

Doodles

[burnttcoffeee]

sometimes family is a controlling manipulative goddess, her husband who is also her, a buff guy with a lion on his back, a single mother obsessed with an egg, a war criminal mama’s boy, a witch that slayed her mortal body, the golden boy she also killed, a himbo who fought the sky, the femboy who seduced him, his sleepy trans girl alter ego, the hemophiliac he also seduced, an amputee cursed with rot, a sad old man with a ton of horns, and a guy with an inferiority complex and a penchant for limbs, and i think that’s beautiful

[nightmaresyrup]

SANTA LOUX Declares thee NAUGHTY and NOT NICE!

[higgsbison]

just a guy and his surprisingly literate lion bestie

[wordslikesilver]

I swear I’m almost done being mentally ill about Elden Ring I promise but I never see anyone talk about Morgott’s heart wrenching death scene. It’s never overtly pointed out but please imagine the progression of events from his perspective. Lying on his back, staring up at the sky, defeated. He’s one of the ONLY bosses that leaves behind a corpse and it’s heart wrenching okay, it’s OBLITERATING. Because he’s lying there withered and broken, staring up at the golden boughs of the one thing in the world he loved, not the golden order, not the greater will, he loved the Erdtree and dedicated his ENTIRE life to it even though it never loved him back because not even a man as scorned as Morgott could live without love and the love was to keep his heart still beating in his chest when he felt most like a monster. He has spent his entire life keeping this crumbling kingdom together. For his mother, who hid him away so the world wouldn’t hurt him, for his father, the man who taught him how to bear the weight of a crown and stand taller than the ignoble origins you come from. And he was so alone. The only constant in his life being that golden tree that shone down into the sewers. He is the last of all kings. The horns about his brow weighed heavier than his crown.

And then the tree was burning. Lying broken on the ground, unable to truly die, his curse expelled from his body, he could only look up and watch the only thing he loved with all his heart burn down around him. The ashes falling like snow on his face. Can you imagine the heat? The resignation? The misery and the promise that if there’s ever a next time, he’ll do better, and if there isn’t then this shall be his final legacy and he’ll just have to accept that final truth before he dies. The self hatred washing over him and passing into quiet peace as he chooses to pass away together with it. Omens do not get reincarnated by the Erdtree. Loved and blessed by the crucible of life, they are not loved the same as all the rest of us. But that’s okay. For Morgott, that was okay. He would live nobly and die with honour in its service and that would be enough. He’d spend the last moments of his life bathed in the warm ashes of orange and grey, content that even if he never felt loved by anyone at all after being cursed and shunned all his life, he did his duty as best he could and finally repaid the debt he felt towards the tree that showed him the light for so many long, lonely years.

And then, then it makes me so fucking miserable because then a pair of gentle, scarred and terribly rough hands lift him up from the ground and cradle him with all the tenderness in the world. The roar of a lion salutes his passing, honouring him, mourning him. “It’s been a long time, Morgott.” No anger, no disappointment. Simply, sadness, that he could not see you sooner. Godfrey, his father, returned at last to hold him one final time as he passes away, the rune of death now unbound and finding its way to Morgott after all this time. His last memory would be of being held by his father, loved for all that he is in the ashes of all that he dedicated his life to. His body fades, his entire world upheaved one final time, and an easily missed detail in the cutscene is that Morgott’s body becomes a Grace that points towards you, the player, to guide his father to his next step along the path of Lordship. One final time, Godfrey is guided by the unyielding love he feels for one of his children. Fuck it makes me so miserable. How do write something so tragic and not spend more time with it? How do you leave that beauty hidden in the details like it’s not one of the greatest moments of the entire game? It’s so quiet it’s private, almost. Like we’re not supposed to see that side of either of them, being such an outsider. It’s sundering to think about. Annihilating. I love it with all my heart and I hope more people love Morgott too after reading this.

[astarab1aze]

loux garo // scar reference, front ref by k_young03 on twit (nuked tho :/)

1 - Vayn's Bites; the little vampire bites on his forearm, chest, and neck are from Vayn. Every now and again, he'll feed on Loux, though this is usually because he's made to; Loux might not respect him, but he does care about him very deeply. He will absolutely not allow him to starve to death - most of the blood he drinks, from bottles or packs, is Loux's. Any other bites, i.e. those on his thighs and hip, are from Red Hand vampires.

2 - Horn Impalement Scar; Loux was impaled on a were-bull's horns which almost killed him; See this drabble if you want to know what happened.

3 - Ice Burn Scars - Rear Left-side of His Body; See this drabble to know why. Loux is extremely susceptible to ice damage, such that it can paralyze him or completely destroy not just his skin, but his muscle and bone as well, and will make him extremely physical ill no exceptions, render him borderline catatonic.

4 - Ice Impalement Scar; He was impaled by a shard of ice in this drabble.

5 - Long-Term Effects of Discharging; caused by lack of magic use and build up of magical energy, ranging in symptoms specific to the mage. In Loux’s case, if he goes without using his magic, thereby facilitating the build up of energy, his body begins to break itself down. Some parts of him catch fire and effectively cook at extremely high temperatures, melting and charring magic-imbued flesh to volcanic blackstone, with toughness similar to tungsten and the malleability of aluminum. It causes him intense pain, threatening to burn away at his vitals if he’s not careful; the only way to alleviate the heat, potential loss of limbs or life via eventual explosion, pain, fever, exhaustion, insomnia, vomiting, slow-cooking, volatile and accidental expulsion of magic, he has to use a lot of magic all at once. One spell after another for hours, further degrading the body if only temporarily. If he does not regularly use his magic, he is a walking time bomb that could kill not just himself but many, many others too. Alternatively, he may lose his magic altogether.

6 - Other Scars; On his right thigh are the talon marks of a dragonkin in Deadeye's employ, who had him savagely beaten and left for dead when he was 16 - the long, gnarled overlapping scars on his shoulders, collar, and chest are from the same instance; On his right shin/calf are the claw marks of a sorcerer he killed; All non-vampire bites are from the night he was nearly killed himself at the Packhouse (linked above); There are three jagged scars coiling around his throat, also from the same night (didn't write it out tho).

7 - Happy Trail :P

[trashingfish]

[theelka]

one of two pics i did for the lands between zine

[sadmishutka]

[epiclad]

"The oppression of the weak. Murder and pillage unchecked. A waking nightmare, made by men. But this time, I'm a woman grown. And though the suffering cannot be undone, I can still mete out justice. Justice to the oppressors. Let the scars I carve remind them: I, am Nepheli Loux... Warrior."