#Of dragons and gods

[00blackbird]

Evolución de Yao Vs los Dioses

«Me chupan un pie los Dioses»:

«Los mortales necesitan a sus dioses, porque nacen con tal idea adherida y la alimentan por costumbre. Es la inercia de creer en algo más fuerte que ellos mismos, que les alienta, les empuja o incluso les castiga. Nunca he creído que los dioses sean más que meros espectadores, concediéndonos la oportunidad de labrar nuestro propio destino y asumiendo en silencio las culpas de nuestros propios errores cuando les maldecimos. No es que no les importemos, es que no pueden participar de nuestro juego. Las plegarias son meras alabanzas que alimentan un ego que no necesitan. Oraciones vacías que no pueden atender pues, de hacerlo, lapidarían su verdadero propósito en el mundo.»

«Les estoy cogiendo manía, no te voy a mentir»:

«"Separar a los hombres de los dioses". Ésa era tu causa. ¿Sabes? He pensado en ello varias veces a lo largo de este tiempo. En si sería posible, y en cómo. Pero, sobre todo, en por qué. Admito que intenté verlo desde tu prisma, pero no pude. Supongo que los dioses a mí no me molestaban tanto, siempre los relegué al nivel de entes lejanos, casi meras supersticiones que no me interesaban. Pero, después de saber que soy un dragón, ya no sé qué pensar. Los dragones cayeron en el Letargo por culpa de los dioses. Traicionaron al Creador y le arrebataron su poder, desterraron a sus heraldos. Y siento cómo a una parte de mí le quema eso dentro.»

«Los odio, ojalá se terminen de matar entre ellos»:

«Te doy tiempo para asimilarlo, es normal que te sientas abrumada al saber que tus dioses no han sido proveedores de nada más que de un legado del que se han adueñado. Antes de saber que soy era Kaim, los dioses no podían importarme menos. Los veía como figuras distantes, entes que gobernaban inalcanzables y que, de vez en cuando, jugaban a estirar de los hilos para hacer temblar el mundo de los mortales. Muchas veces sin un propósito genuino, sólo por aburrimiento o por crueldad. Pero, por encima de todo, se mantenían ajenos a nosotros y al mundo. Y ahora lo entiendo: ¿cómo van a sentirse involucrados en un mundo que no han creado ellos mismos con sus manos? ¿Cómo van a querer cuidarlo, cuando no han pasado por el esfuerzo de mantenerlo a salvo? No somos sus hijos, sino los hijos de alguien más cuyas almas han robado.

Ahora... He de confesar que los desprecio más cada día. Que juzgo sus acciones y siento el peso de la traición que ejecutaron. ¿Acaso se arrepienten? ¿Sienten el menor remordimiento si quiera? No. Siguen en sus grandes palacios y santuarios, regodeándose de su poder, luchando por tener más. Su ambición no tiene límites, se devoran unos a otros en busca de esa superioridad. Al menos, mientras estén ocupados matándose unos a otros, prestarán aún menos atención a los mortales.»

[antennatoheaven]

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Expertise can't help you here.

[formulanni]

Roan of Arc

Tag list: @st-leclerc @rubywingsracing @saviour-of-lord @three-days-time @the-wall-is-my-goal @albonoooo @ch3rubd0lls

[meonlyred]

22 years later and the Crows are still cringing over Zevran. Truly the man of all time.

[kensatou]

my negative rizz loser boy who you’d think was combatting the sirens’ song by completely killing the vibe but was actually just trying to sing along with them because he’s a ✨fanboy✨

[ahjiing]

“My dear, your journey is finished. 𝘐 am a Necromancer.” (Vows and Vengeance, ep 7)

[me-beef]

@strangeravatar made a great point

i was gonna focus on the spike-hotboxing-celestia aspect but i got distracted somewhere along the way and i think i forgot what joke i was trying to make

but dont you think its interesting how many guards of the exact same color/body type she's managed to accrue?? i do

ooohh you want to go look at our stickers so bad

[alicenthighstower]

I like to believe I'm still the Lady Alicent, but all anyone sees when they look at me now is the Queen.

[lena-luthor]

I am at last myself. With no ambition greater than to walk where I please and to breathe the open air. To die unremarked and unnoticed and be free.

[densewentz]

But can you imagine. Lucanis on the high of finally landing his shot at ghilan'nain. That moment of anxious disbelief thinking "I did it, we did it, she's dead, Rook is safe" only to have Rook suddenly ripped away just gone into nothing, the Dread Wolf carving his way out in their place. Solas gives his "price of winning" speech to Rook but it's Lucanis who was left untethered in his fear and anguish.

Imagine how feral he probably went in those hours after. Spite howling at the forefront, wings thrashing, throat hoarse from yelling. This isn't something he can fight- it's not even a cloud face, it's just nothing. A void where Rook was meant to be. Taash is too lost in their own grief to bring Spite to heel and so it's left up to Davrin and Neve to keep Lucanis from mauling Emmrich as he rages with two voices at the mage to FIND THEM. FIND ROOK. BRING ROOK BACK (they were supposed to be safe)

[albaharu]

did you know if you support merrill in her act 2 mission you get rivalry points with everyone except isabela and varric. anyway merrill support team no one is gonna be mean to her on my watch

extra:

[aramblingjay]

#if i had a nickel... HOUSE OF THE DRAGON 1x04 // 2x08

[miaiminnis]

and the old dalish curse means something new to me: take me as well, o fen’harel, like my hand and vallaslin 🐺🌿🌊

[manny-jacinto]

'And... Ser Harwin Strong?'

[antivancathedral]

(continues to be insane) I can’t get over the fact that Spite asks for help.

Spite is often treated childishly by several characters—Taash, for example, and even Lucanis depending on your dialogue choices—but I actually…don’t think Spite is all that childish. He’s been put into a situation he’s never experienced before, in a place where reality doesn’t work like it should, and been put through torture that he feels doubly through Lucanis on top of it all. Any person would through a “tantrum” under these circumstances. Spite’s behavior is reasonable.

He never tries to hurt Lucanis’s companions, not once. He only ever tries to leave, as Lucanis promised him he would be able to. Even Lucanis, he only hurts once outside of the Ossuary, when he must have felt unbelievably confused. Calivan is dead and Lucanis has gone home, has allies, and yet to Spite, he simply refuses to leave the Ossuary. And still, he asks. He could wrestle control from Lucanis, but instead he asks (or demands) to talk to Rook. And all he wants to say is that he wants to be free.

All and all, Lucanis does not reach out to anyone to ask for help with his depression or PSTD. Spite is his problem, he says, and says often. His burden. He never intended to let anyone in, even though he admits that he doesn’t know how to start healing. He asks for Rook’s help against Zara, against Illario, but no one is privy to his mental and emotional struggles.

Spite, on the other hand, asks immediately. Or he wants to ask. And finally, when Lucanis is in the middle of a spiral, it's Spite that says "Help us." Not demanding, just asking. Pleading. And still only to Rook. While I think at first, Spite wants Rook specifically because he knows Lucanis will listen, I think that has grown into something more by the time Inner Demons comes around.

"Help us," he says. Not just 'make him listen' or 'help Lucanis'. Us.

This is all to say I think that while Spite may not understand or feel romance (yet) he most certainly feels love. He loves Lucanis, whose image he takes ("They wouldn't dare, Lucanis is mine.") and he loves Rook ("Rook is my favorite." "Smells like...Rook." "Help us." The WINGS.) And that's all trust is, isn't it? A kind of love? Showing vulnerability to someone close to you?

When Spite is finally allowed to communicate, he shows plenty of maturity. He gives Lucanis space, he asks Emmrich to teach him fire, he's willing to try new things, and he loves.

Determination is a kind of love too, when you think about it.