#NIA IS INCREDIBLE
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This is a very, very good book.
#JUST FINISHED IT!!!#IT WAS SO GOOD#very excited to read more :D#also Peet the Sock Man is my favorite#he reminds me of Ghostbur#I want to be friends with him#JANNER IS SUCH A RELATABLE ELDEST SIBLING AAAAAAAAH#while I was reading I was just like… yeah. yeah Janner. same.#Podo was a great oh my goodness#such a lovely character and his ACCENT??#the fact that the author wrote him with such a distinct accent is both impressive and amazing lol#but the way Podo treated Peet made me very >:(#NIA IS INCREDIBLE#WE LOVE HER#dudeeeee and when she stood up to Podo towards the end#man#that was such a good moment#THE TWIST AT THE ENDDDDDDDD#I saw it coming like a page before it was revealed XD#DANG#my post#Grace talks about things
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Here are all of the Blades breakups!!!
To paraphrase MC, maybe I'm bad so other people don't have to be. (And I do love it because I love angst and heartbreak and what they can tell you about a character)
If you want something very different, here are all of the proposals.
Aerin


Imtura


Mal



Nia



Tyril



Valax



Characters I believe are genuinely okay: Aerin (I'm just as surprised as you are), Imtura, and Valax. I think Mal and Nia are getting there. Tyril I have concerns for.
#I have horrified real life people who love me by messing with saves just to break character's hearts and see what happens#So this was wonderful for me#But it does feel soooo bad to do!#Mal taking it well absolutely sucks. Because it feels like him reassuring you.#Tyril shutting down all his feeling again :'(#Nia CRYING over it...#Aerin has these little bursts of incredible mental health/ awareness that shock me.#Like his 'we all need to sit with our feelings' moment in the dwarven afterlife.#Based on orc culture it makes sense that Imtura is fine with it. Also our girl is the best.#Loooove the girls helping Valax process <3#choices bolas#blades of light and shadow#blade of light and shadow 3#aerin valleros#aerin valleros x mc#imtura tal kaelen#imtura x mc#mal volari#mal volari x mc#mal x mc#nia ellarious#nia x mc#tyril starfury#tyril x mc#princess valax#valax#valax x mc#blades mc#Screenshots
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there's lots of love to give!
happy birthday you absolute lifechangers
#pop'n music#nia#toa#secret: this was incredibly loosely inspired by electric angel (kagamine remix/cover/whatever it is)#benji suggested it :) the insp isn't overly prevalent bc i struggled drawing the pose but it was in my head.#bolt's good arts#it is getting this tag because i likes it.
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a single ? can hold so much raw energy and power
#nia chats#you get ?'ed and its like ohh. Ok this isnt a safe space suddenly#you see someone get ?'ed and its like ohh. theres never been a more wrong loser on the planet#just a couple of the many potentialities. incredible
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god but the way i'm loving nia's arc. she was always kinda whatever to me but they put pure pussy into her book 2 arc. the shadow as a physical manifestation of everything she has ever repressed. shadow as the parts of herself that are considered ugly but that are part of what makes her human - are part of a whole that is supposed to be together and that you can't cut off without causing great suffering (for her and the world at large). and this repressed part also being, at the same time, self love. being putting herself first instead of constantly sacrificing her own life for everything (even to tell stories, for fuck's sake). being allowing herself her feelings, being mad and not trying to please everyone else. feeling good. and the confirmation that shadow nia was nia, it was impulses and urges that nia's always had, but she repressed for so long they just had to come bursting out. all that in a character who's a (arguably?) brown woman. like... nia is the perfect fucking archetype of femininity, from her appearance to her behavior. and no woman, particularly not a brown woman, can ever put herself first. if they ever defend themselves, they're irrational and angry. if they ever put themselves first, they're selfish. they're supposed to live for others, in service of others, and nia has been told that in no uncertain terms by the temple. she was, quite literally, raised to sacrifice herself. to ignore her own needs. to not be human. and so the shadow represents everything that people demonize in her - that people demonize in women of color. and her arc is about accepting those parts. not trying to be palatable for the sake of some idealized version of femininity that only exists to oppress her. not giving a fuck if she's considered mean or angry or out of line. taking and not just giving. she kept referring to her shadow self as stronger, and i don't think it's because she meant that she was physically capable of defending herself better. it's because, with the parts nia has repressed, she is able to defend herself, because she allows herself to. that's why this is the version where no one needs to look out for her, the version that's stronger, in her head. it's not about physical strength, it's about being able to say enough
and knowing that the proposed solution is for her to accept these parts - to allow herself her humanity, to only be made whole when she is able to be a little mean, a little selfish every once in a while - that the entire point of this book is that there's no good and evil and black and white, that shadow and light are supposed to go together, just makes it so much more satisfying. it's such a good arc and visual metaphor and i'm not sure if they meant for it to be a metaphor for how WoC are always painted as aggressive if they step one toe out of line or not, but it certainly works as one, and works also as a depiction of her abuse. if her abuser was the temple of light, then of course shadow is self love. it's learning to defend herself. to trust her own instincts. to not hide who she is anymore. fucking mwah
#im flip flopping so hard between loving and hating blades because there is so much that isn't working#but at the same time there are so much that is INCREDIBLY interesting and meaningful in a way that book 1 never was#now i get why they did the massive time skip#because so much has changed#within the narrative#so like#yeah#playchoices#blades of light and shadow#im fully aware that choices is not that deep but i'm gonna pretend it is#bolas#bolas2 spoilers#nia ellarious#meta#ig#choices book club#mine
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Tearing my cloak at Jonathan's musings on the crucifix he was given and how it's a beacon of hope for him in the midst of this terrible fear and loneliness.
#dracula daily#hes just like me fr#incredible how clinging to the cross is an act shared by so many through the annals of history#nia post
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This was by far not the first time that Brainy had spent the night with Nia Nal.
There had been many-a routine patrol that had led to this precise scenario in the past – of returning home in the early hours of the morning only to conclude that the logical course of action would be to cut travel time by simply spending their night together. Or, more accurately, what was left of it. Brainy was often expected back at the DEO well before sunrise and, with that in mind, Nia had offered her assistance by telling him to think of her place as a ‘safe crash space’. Somewhere he’d be welcome whenever he needed it, even if sleep was rarely a need he was compelled to satisfy.
He felt as though he might need it now. By the time they’d left J’onn’s place that evening, Brainy had to admit that he was starting to feel… off. His realignment had taken its toll in ways that were becoming increasingly difficult to ignore. He’d already diverted several background processes to mitigate any physical side effects, but there was only so much he was able to do before even that began to fail him.
In short, his head was pounding.
He hadn’t wanted to disclose such information to his friends, certainly not Nia. She had been through enough strife already, having contended with the most unsavoury aspects of his psyche, parts of himself he had never wished for anyone to see. The cold and calculating mentality that clouded his own judgement whenever his ancestors were given free reign over his mind. It was a … self-preservation tactic, one he hated with every fibre of his being, that he wished wholeheartedly that he could take back. But… it had happened. And now, it was over. And somehow… Nia had still accepted his affections. Had invited him home, to her bed.
And there he lay, fingers linked across his chest, watching Nia from the corner of his eye as she slept soundly at his side. He had feared she would never find peace lying here with him, that by abandoning her, forcing her into danger just to satisfy his own selfish curiosity, would have amounted to something truly unforgivable in her eye. He hadn’t disclosed exactly why he had done the things he had, and yet she’d still accepted what little he’d been able to offer on their journey home from Shelley Island.
That it hadn’t been him. That he was back.
Brainy only wished he could believe those words as surely as she.
The truth was, he had yet to feel fully himself again - to recapture everything his ancestors had shaken loose. He heard them still, a constant threat at the back of his mind, but their words had no power any longer. His fear and pain had given them full access to his thought tracks, the electric shocks administered to his implants offering just enough of a mental distraction to allow for their escape, to convince him that he needed them. Those mental cages had been locked and refortified a thousand times over since that slip-up, but even that didn’t feel like enough. He would never – could never – allow a mistake like that again.
But how could he explain that to Nia? What might she think of him if she knew the truth? Yes, he had admitted once that his ancestors were evil—collectors and world-enders, destroyers. It would be something else to tell her that no matter how far he tried to run, no matter how long he lived, their actions would always be a part of him, in a way that far extended the comprehension of a biological mind.
Would she share a bed with him so easily then? Knowing that his mind housed the potential for great evil, that he alone had evaded the diabolical lineage that stretched back centuries, millennia?
All that and more rested at the tip of Brainy’s tongue, and he so wished that he could divulge everything to her now, to free himself from this guilt. But the day’s events had left Nia exhausted and he could not wake her, could not be the cause for yet more of her pain.
This was his fault, it was always—
His thoughts turned to static when Nia shifted suddenly in her sleep, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she rolled comfortably over to Brainy’s side of the bed.
His heart twisted inside his chest as he watched her. She was beautiful, astounding, her face a fine curve in the moonlight, her lashes fluttering in the midst of a dream well underway. Seeing her like that… Brainy could almost let himself relax.
That was until Nia’s arm slipped out from beneath covers, reaching instead for him.
He couldn’t. He couldn’t risk anything with her. Could not hurt her. Not again. Not…
Brainy held his breath, rolling expertly out from under her wandering hand…
…and directly onto the floor.
The impact was jarring, rattling through his right side where his arm took the brunt of the fall. Had his head not felt like it was splitting in two, he may have recovered quick enough to evade Nia’s notice.
“Brainy?” Nia asked, her voice heavy and sleep laden. “You okay?”
Brainy swore to himself. He sat up abruptly, peering nervously over the edge of the mattress and right into the worried gaze of one Nia Nal.
She stared back at him in confusion, rubbing the sleep from her eyes with the heel of her hand.
“I’m fine,” Brainy said, quicker than he’d anticipated. He cleared his throat so hard he coughed, tilting his chin away from her. “Just – uh – a headache.”
“From the warehouse?” Nia asked, shifting in concern. “You didn’t look so hot when we left the island. Anything I can do?” She smothered a yawn with her fist, pushing herself up from the mattress. “Would aspirin work for you?”
Brainy swallowed down the urge to smile. Aspirin would do precisely nothing to dull this particular pain, but he didn’t wish to discredit her attempt at helping.
“Worry not,” he assured her, bulking his claim with his usual bravado, “I am fully functional. It is nothing to concern yourself with. I-I simply need some air.” He made a swift shooing gesture, causing Nia to blink in surprise, before he made to stand. “Return to your dreams, Nia Nal. I will be back—oh, would you look at that.” Without meeting her eye, he scooped his phone from the nightstand, gleaning through his recent text notifications with feigned interest. He paused, straightening out his stance. “A matter at the DEO requires my immediate attention. I will—see you tomorrow.” He clumsily took her shoulder, narrowing his eyes. “And then we will talk more about what transpired today.”
“Okay,” Nia said slowly, in a tone that suggested she didn’t quite believe his excuse. Brainy elected to play the fool for the time being; at least that way he could leave without any further questions being asked.
As he turned to leave, however, Nia took his hand. “Brainy, wait—” He stopped himself with some effort, practically bobbing on his feet with restless energy as he glanced her way. Nia’s face was open, worried, her eyes a brown shimmer in the dark. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
Brainy forced a smile. “Perfectly,” he lied, patting her hand with little grace. Even he couldn’t deny that the gesture felt wooden to some degree, but under the circumstances he could do no better. His head was still roaring with guilt he could hardly contain, whispers from a dozen buried Brainiacs urging him to let loose a little – set them free.
All he said out loud was, “Sleep tight, Nia Nal.”
Nia didn’t get a chance to interrogate him further than that; he was out of the door in an instant, breathing out a sigh of relief the moment he found himself alone in the hallway. His head continued to throb, pain that pressed so insistently into his jaw that his teeth began to ache.
It didn’t matter that there had been no such alert at the DEO, he would gladly take up a night shift simply to extenuate the noise inside his head. Perhaps he could even steal a few hours for himself somewhere quiet to try and rid of this pesky headache once and for all. After all, he was nothing if not efficient in the art of multitasking.
He knew it would not be that easy of course - his ancestors never were. Today, they had proven that even his strongest defences could be broken. No amount of reinforcement or careful mental manipulation would convince them to surrender the chance at attempting it again. And again. And again.
He would tell Nia, he promised strictly to himself. Tomorrow… when the voices were less persistent, perhaps.
And then… then she could decide for herself whether he was truly worthy of being – as she had called it – the big spoon.
#supergirl#supergirl fanfiction#nia nal#brainiac 5#brainia#querl dox#brainy#my writing#guess who's doing a supergirl rewatch ??#watching the season 4 finale again really made me nostalgic for that early brainia dynamic. and inhibited!brainy's personality#and i remembered ages ago joking about brainy just rolling right out of bed to avoid nia touching him during the space between season 4#and 5 and obviously - because it's me - decided to turn that cute joke into something incredibly angsty#lol hope you enjoy
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The most P’heer-coded song ever made and I’m not taking any criticism about this
(A.k.a: Nia ffs stop pushing your obsession with soviet cinema onto people no one cares)
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Rough and non-rhyming translation done by yours truly because I’m bored and have nothing better to do than sit here and translate songs:
[ Like life without spring,
Like spring with no leaves,
Like leaves with no thunderstorms,
And like thunderstorms with no lightning
That’s how dull the years are
Without the right to love,
The right to answer your call
Or your wordless pained moan (x2)
Alas, misfortune can’t be predicted
Call for me, I will block the blow.
And perhaps I’ll pay for it with my head
It’s not up to me to wonder about the price, my love
The roads of love are not easy for us,
But at least the white moss and clovers show us kindness.
The nightingales are full of bittersweet longing
And the springs are generous as they return to us in the north
The nightingales are full of bittersweet longing
And the springs are generous as they return to us in the north
The land that is so full of separation
Will suddenly wed us itself.
Because we are faithful to the birds of spring
We hear them even in winter, my love ]
The vibes aren’t as apparent unless you know the context, which just SCREAMS young P’heer:
Alyosha is an upper class boy on the run from the government after getting involved in Shit He Should Not Have Gotten Involved In. While spending the night in a monastery, he meets Sofya, who was placed there against her will after the death of her parents and is now being readied to become a nun (her parents left her a big inheritance which she is being pressured into giving away as a donation to the monastery). He helps her escape and they travel together for a while until they reach her aunt’s place, where they part ways until he finds out that her aunt sold her out to the monastery in exchange for a cut of her inheritance. The nuns take Sofya to a nearby skit (remote religious settlement) and Alyosha follows, once again helping her escape but this time taking her with him on his travels. She ends up joining him and his friends as they attempt to get themselves out of the Shit They Should Not Have Gotten Involved In, and taking an active part in the attempt to rescue the kidnapped Anastasia Yaguzhinskaya, the love interest of one of Alyosha’s friends
Or, in other words – Nia once said that they have no interest in any other piece of media besides their multiverse of madness. Nia was, apparently, blatantly lying and did not realise until this exact moment that Gardemarines, Charge!, a four episode movie series from 1987, does, in fact, make them yell incoherently and brainrot like crazy
#the song sounds so much more poetic in Russian 🥲 maybe I’ll translate it properly one day. we’ll see#anyway#I’m usually not too into P’heer. very much a Mingzan girlie#but Sofya and Alyosha have incredible P’heer vibes and I always think of them whenever this song pops up in my playlist#I’m soft for the way he exclaims ‘Sofya!!’ when he sees her in this scene#and then repeats it again but gentler… I am unwell#also there’s another scene as he’s going to rescue Sofya for the second time where he stumbles upon Anastasia#whom he knows because he used to play in her mother’s theatre#and she introduces him as ‘Alyosha Korsak. a cadet from the navigational school. he’s going to Mikeshin Skit’#and he repeats ‘Yeah! to Mikeshin Skit!’#‘To rescue his bride’ and he just lights up and smiles so wide ‘Yeah! to rescue my bride!!’#fun fact my mom had a crush on him when she was a teenager#but that’s besides the point. the point is that they’re adorable. and you know who else is adorable? young P’heer#again. I will literally not argue about this. The Vibes are there. I know I’m right#oh by the way did I mention that all of the described events up until he rescues her from the skit happen while he’s disguised as a woman#because they do. and tbh that’s just reverse Aiza vibes seeping through 😁#I’ve translated two Soviet cinema songs so far and both of them have been for members of this family#coincidence? I think NOT#okay enough rambling I’ve been at this for like an hour#shut the fuck up Nia no one cares#the legend of korra#lok#the red lotus#p’heer#гардемарины вперёд
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Sometimes I wish I wasn’t 12 when I came up with Suiren and Midori cause why the fuck do both of them have Japanese names
#no but seriously. neither of their parents have japanese names. none of their relatives have japanese names#they aren’t from the fire nation which would make a bit more sense#12 yo Nia why were you so dumb. why was there 0 thought put into their names#okay tbf I did take my time picking suiren’s. I googled flower names in different asian languages until I found one I liked#I knew I wanted her name to be water related so I mostly looked at lilies and lotuses#and suiren is a gorgeous name. don’t get me wrong#I don’t really have any qualms about it. I like it well enough and I think it suits her#my in-universe explanation is that her parents were 20 and 21 when they had her and handy grown out of teen rebellion just yet#so picked a name removed from their respective cultures#though if I had to pick a different name I’d choose Niloufer. it also means water lily but matches ghazan haya and afarin a bit better#I have no excuses for midori#every 2000s baby had an indie video game they were obsessed with in 2015-2019. mine was yandere simulator#so I named her after midori gurin#particularly because of that one fan song that I had playing on repeat that summer#the vibes of it matched my original midori concept so… here we are.#I regret it now bc 1) it’s incredibly lazy. holds no deep meaning nor is connected to her parents’ cultures#2) yanderedev is… yanderedev. would rather not have anything associated with him tbh#but I can’t really change it now because it’s been 5 years. I can’t imagine midori with any other name anymore#I don’t even know what I’d change it to. probably something chinese to match ming-hua#and even if I were to change it it would involve editing so much#posts. tags. fics. everything. it’s way too late now even if I had a good replacement name lined up#oh well. Midori it is I suppose. brb gonna go build a time machine to yell at my 12yo self to use her brain#sotrl suiren#sotrl midori#seeds of the red lotus
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i think my review of the 2025 royal rumble is that there are moments that are great and worth watching, but you don't have to - and i would say shouldn't, honestly - watch the bad parts for the good parts to make sense
and now that i've phrased it like that, i fear that this was by design to make it the most tiktokable royal rumble of all time
#jey wasn't on my shortlist but i've been begging for him to get something#and the fact that it's not one of cody's rivals he must be going for gunther#so maybe finally finally finally gunther will lose his belt an we can start move things along#i don't know charlotte flair so i'm just annoyed that the people who have been here every week didn't get it#i don't think it was worth the money some people paid for it i will say that#the cody vs kevin match was good and worth watching the whole way#it just felt like an advertisement for the wwe more than anything#trying to get people who don't watch on the hook at the expense of the fanbase they already have#i don't want it to be bigger than ever before i want it to be good#the booking sucked terribly and it was only watchable bc of the talent and the crowd#such is the nature of the wwe#i don't want to talk about the tag team match#and the problem was the booking and the angle not seeming to land right#the street profits have been gone so long i truly had forgotten who attacked them or what happened#and that's a writing and production issue. they probably could have made the end satisfying if they had left breadcrumbs#i'm always on them for too much hand holding so this was really whiplash. i watch smackdown every week and i was lost#i had fun watching it but i would also say it was not good overall and incredibly disappointing at times#and why did they have nxt in the women's rumble but not the men's?#i have a feeling the women's rumble was overall satisfying for charlotte flair fans but my top 4 basically got all thrown out at once#they pretty much lost me when nia jax came in. which sucked bc i was on board until that point#i think fans of all different opinions can find something to be very disappointed about in it. that's my review
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shoutout to tragic heroes who spend their entire life trying to wash themself clean of an atrocity they had no control over but were complicit in.
#yea thats where i think shes going#nicole your memoir is incredible but. show me what nia story ur cooking up next#anyway. no writing tonight probably but this is the next blog im focusing on#a visor for a visor (ooc)
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Lore doodles from when I first played thru Crown Tundra
#oc art#Lore is incredibly bisexual shes also like 13ish so never has any idea how to deal with people she thinks are pretty#i actually really love the Concept of crown tundra and calyrex it just wasnt super well executed imo#lore mythe#nia
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I've been thinking about the Blade of Light/Blade of Shadow lately. Specifically, the effect it has on the wielder.
We know that in Blade of Shadow form, it corrupts the wielder. It's all chaos and self-interest, impulses and intrusive thoughts, rage and pleasure in things you find sickening later. It doesn't eliminate the person you under underneath, Aerin is still conflicted about hurting Nia and he can still have a soft spot for MC if they shared a moment, but it pushes the wielder to act differently than they usually would.
So what if the Blade of Light did the opposite? Made the wielder disciplined, logical and controlled, filled with a gentle and subdued kind of tenderness. Pushed them to act in a way that prioritized their idea of the 'greater good' over the people in front of them.
What if that were the only reason MC was able to kill Nia? The overwhelming Light made it seem like a good idea. And it was, it was necessary to save everyone, but MC would rather watch the world burn than hurt the people they love. What if they needed that change in reasoning, brought on them by magic, out of their control, to look Nia in the eye and kill her?
Then the magic leaves them and MC is left looking at the body of their friend or lover with horror, thinking, "How could I have done this?"
#Lore with more angst- always#Angst angst angst angst#I want Shadow and Light to both have pros and cons for everyone- to change the wielder in known but insidious ways#Could contribute toward the mistakes of the Temple- making them harder to avoid no matter your intentions#My silliness and incredible seriousness are constantly at war and today seriousness wins#blades of light and shadow#choices bolas#blades mc#nia ellarious#aerin valleros
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Can we talk about how extraordinary Fiedra Marrow is?
She lost her parents young. She grew up on the streets learning to be ruthless and cunning to survive. To move in shadows and to prioritize herself over all others.
And yet, when she’s likely scarcely more than a child herself she finds an egg, and instead of cooking it or selling it or doing anything else, Fiedra—who does not need to do this, who cannot afford to do this, who has every reason in the world to turn her back—decides for whatever reason to take this egg into her care. And it hatches into a little baby dragonborn with some birth anomalies, including a complete inability to use his breath weapon.
And Fiedra, who has been taught by the world to be ruthless and selfish, who is a survivor, who can barely care for herself, who is barely into adulthood herself, chooses to care. She chooses to raise this dragonborn because who else would? Crueler people who would use him and turn him into what she’s become, that’s who.
So she raises him, and leads her gang, and then they all get arrested and sent to Rybad Kol where they make their way into running the kitchens rather than being trapped in the laboring pits. Likely because Fiedra is a fast-talker, is ruthless and cunning.
And because she knows what will happen to Crokas if he’s in the pits. Let’s be clear. If the gang were in Rybad Kol for around 5 years, and Crokas is just entering adulthood as a dragonborn when the campaign starts, then he was probably around 10 when he went to prison. He became an adult in prison, and his mother—to protect them both from people looking to stamp out hope—only ever referred to him as her bodyguard. So he became a bodyguard: a massive creature fully capable of incredible violence. But Fiedra still emphasizes his other qualities. She has to use his strength for violence sometimes, but she clearly never wants that to be all he is. They have to survive, but she is most proud when he carries children and the weak. When he uses his strength for kindness. And she did raise a fundamentally kind man, who sits down and cries after performing overwhelming violence. She always looks carefully to see if he has enough before she steals. She always makes sure she takes care of him, and he learned to take care of her in return. He learned that taking care of people IS LOVE and IS FAMILY.
And when she’s finally given the opportunity to be kinder, to make Torm’s Hill a better and kinder community than any she’s ever been a part of, she speaks out. She uses her words to inspire the other commoners around her. She starts to step up and become a leader, just as much as Garen did.
And when someone threatens that new community, who proposes that he simply recreate the old hell with him in charge, she cuts out his tongue. Because Fiedra Marrow understands that the world can be harsh and cruel. And when she is able she will choose kindness, but much as Nia now understands, when a person decides to make themselves an obstacle to a kinder world, that obstacle needs to be pushed aside.
God I love her, and this party, and I wish we could spend an entire long-form campaign with them, seeing them continue to grow and become the leaders of a new and perhaps kinder world.
#exu divergence#Fiedra Marrow#the woman you are#Crokas#her giant scaly son who is so dangerous and so kind#exu divergence spoilers#cr spoilers#critical role
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why did this happen to me. riddle me that
#nia chats#csm spoilers#< + in tags#he would gove yp everything 😂😂😂 everh year he has left 😂😂😂 If they could survive 😂😂#Je doesnt need to be part of their future He just needs to know theyll have one 😂😂 His love so often manifests as self sacrifice 😂😂😂#so if he ever chooses sowmthing that benefits him 😂😂😂 he feels like its undeserved or hes selfish😂😂😂 I cant breathe 😂😂😂😂😂😂🚬🚬#genuinely one of the sickest cruelest deaths i have ever witnessed in my life FUJIMOTO.#story telling wise like Kind of an insanely incredible move but FUCK MY LIFE!!!!!!!!
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omg,, thank you so much kask!! im hugging you right back!
im also hugging;
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Hug time! Pass this around and hug whoever you think is an amazing mutual 🎉🌹
@emoscot @laismoura-art @scentedcandleibex and the person who sent this ask!
#unless you dont like hugs#in which case im highfiving you instead#my incredible moots#teacup my beloved <3#sil my good friend#ghoodle my beloved <3#fluid my good friend#moth my good friend <3#nia my incredible little sister#kask my good friend#blaster my good friend#ulo my friend#mage my new friend
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