#Peacebringers

[anchanted-one]

Eternal War Rewrite

So I'm here at long last.

My first attempt at a fanfic was Eternal War. I had to leave it halfway through because of horrible mental health and burnout, and when I returned, I figured I might as well rewrite everything.

I started from the beginning, creating new characters with better lore and journeys. I wrote the whole Knight's story, a few snippets of the others, and an in-depth Shadow of Revan. I wrote Ziost, and the five year timeskip from KOTFE Chapter 1 to 3.

But I'm here again, and it's at Eternal War book 1.

So I have a dilemma. Do I leave EW as it is, as a separate, abandoned fic, or do I rewrite all its chapters with Vajra instead of Arro? There are some changes I've made in the story, including making Vajra a lot more indignant about the war Arcann waged. Not fallen Jed levels of fury, but definitely different.

Change the original, or post a new fic?

Some opinions would be nice.

[pineapplebread]

"That is why after all was said and done, I wanted to share my tomorrows with him. Don't you agree…. Wolfwood?"

Vash the Stampede, inspired by JC Leyendecker AnimeNYC 2023 ✨ Artist Alley table J6!

[karlydraws]

I made some more printable tattoo designs!!

I usually get them on inkbox but you can use wherever you like (unless commercially used)

[revenantghost]

Vash gun references?

Vash gun references

[coherently-screaming]

If I had a nickel for every time a character in a Starkid musical low-key insulted their spouse’s character or acted like they had no interest in them I’d have three nickels- which isn’t a lot, but it’s fun that it happened thrice.

[twistedchristianscience]

probably not gonna finish this it's not meant to become a whole drawing I just needed to get the idea out there before my brain exploded but uhhhh trigun / wynonna earp au would go crazy right [og under cut]

[thatsitso]

Naoki Peacebringer 🌾

Commission for @/creations.by.khidae

[kpop-bbg]

[little-eye-guy]

i hatched an egg yesterday and got a dust/shale/fuchsia but i've been fighting for my life in the dressing room. is this anything

[rubctosis]

"Pleaaaasseeee? One little kissie? One smooch for the road? You know, I could die tomorrow...!"

  

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄  𝐈𝐓  𝐈𝐒…𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐃'𝐒  𝐔𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋  𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘  𝐎𝐅  𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐌.  with  an  arch  of   a  brow,  golden  calculative  hues  glinting  with  a  mix  of  exasperation  and  reluctant  amusement  as  he  leaned  back  against  the  edge  of  his  desk.  The  dim  light  of  the  room  cast  soft  shadows  across  his  features,  accentuating  the  faint,  pale  patches  of  vitiligo  on  his  otherwise  sun-kissed  skin  and  the  subtle  glint  from  the  metal  of  his  piercings.  He  crossed  his  arms  over  his  chest,  the  tattoos  on  his  fingers  flexing  as  he  drummed  them  against  his  bicep.   ㅤㅤ❝   You  could  die  tomorrow,  huh  ?         ❞    ㅤㅤㅤ   he  echoed,  his  voice  low  and  laced  with  dry  sarcasm.   ㅤㅤ❝   You  do  realize  you’ve  said  that  every  day  this  week,  Vash-ya        ❞    ㅤㅤㅤ   .

the  surgeon  sighed,  his  hand  dragging  down  his  face  in  mock  exasperation  as  he  listened  to  Vash's  exaggerated  plea.  The  blond  man  had  that  look  again  —  puppy-dog  eyes  shining  with  an  unrelenting  mix  of  seriousness  and  melodrama,  lips  just  slightly  pursed  as  if  already  imagining  the  kiss  he'd  coax  from  his  reluctant  grumpy.  this  hopeless  idiot  was  the  won  to  actually  win  the  heart  of  this  stoic  surgeon.

  ㅤㅤ❝   You  know  I  am  a  doctor,  right  ?  I'm  not  letting  any  harm  come   to  you.         ❞    ㅤㅤㅤ    Law  muttered,  but  there  was  no  real  bite  in  his  tone.  Law  stared  at  the  blond  for  a  long  moment,  the  dramatic  display  before  him  teetering  on  the  edge  of  absurdity.  The  pout,  the  exaggerated  gestures,  and  those  ridiculous  pleading  eyes  —  it  was  all  so  typically  Vash  that  it  almost  made  Law  roll  his  own.  Almost.  Instead,  with  a  sigh  that  carried  the  weight  of  reluctant  affection,  he  reached  out,  grabbing  the  front  of  Vash’s  bright  red  coat.

  ㅤㅤ❝ You’re  impossible,           ❞    ㅤㅤㅤ   Law  muttered,  pulling  him  closer  with  a  firm  tug  making  the  other  purposely   stumble  forward,  making  his  theatrics  momentarily  disrupted  as  he  found  himself  inches  away  from  Law’s  face.  For  all  his  dramatic  bravado,  there  was  a  flicker  of  genuine  surprise  in  Vash’s  aqua-blue  eyes  when  Law’s  hand  shifted,  his  thumb  grazing  the  sharp  line  of  his  jaw.  it  sort  of  touched  law  a  certain  way.  made  him  feel  prideful  in  pulling  a  reaction  from  him. 

law  leaned  in  slowly,  his  gaze  dropping  to  the  blond's  lips  before  closing  the  distance.  The  kiss  was  deliberate,  precise,  and  unhurried,  much  like  the  man  himself.  His  lips  pressed  against  Vash’s  with  a  surprising  softness,  the  warmth  of  it  starkly  contrasting  his  usual  sharp  demeanor.  It  was  a  kiss  with  weight.  one  that  deepened  as  soon  as  it  began.  a  kiss  that  poured  all  the  unspoken  words  law  couldnt  bring  himself  to  say  aloud  at  times.   pierced  lips  twitched  —  just  barely  —  but  he  schooled  his  expression  back  into  its  usual  stoicism.    ㅤㅤ❝ there           ❞    ㅤㅤㅤ    Law  said,  his  voice  low  and  steady.

      ㅤ     ㅤㅤㅤ    ㅤㅤ—ㅤㅤ❝  One  kiss  for  the  road.  Now  stop  whining.         ❞    ㅤㅤㅤ  

[braveryhearted]

Well, this is new. She's known him to be a heavy drinker but for some reason, the walking insurance liability isn't doing his usual habits. Was there a reason in why Vash wasn't being his goofy self today? Not like she cared or anything but something was a little off and it didn't take a genius to figure it out.

"Oh well, I'll bite. What's troubling you? Usually you're up making chaos. Not like I want you to do that, mind you but it's a little odd. Even I can pick up on it, you know?"

@peacebringing liked for a starter. ( requested Meryl )

[johnny1note]

Imho it's very weird to take time during one of the most important holidays in the Church calendar, the one that acknowledges Christ's birth, to acknowledge a holiday observed by a false sect that rejects Christ and whose observance only rose to its current prominence in the 19th century because it coincides with the Christmas celebration.

Ofc it would be perfectly polite to ask your Jewish friends 'how was your Hanukkah?' and there is a sliding scale; "Happy Hanukkah to my Jewish friends" is less cringe than this weird ecumenical stuff that puts the holidays on equal footing:

Christians posting Hanukkah content is extremely cringe

[plounce]

i think putting thancred & urianger with koana is a sound writing choice:

koana's little character arc is largely about putting aside his pride and stoicism to trust wuk lamat and throw his support to her - a lot like thancred with ryne.

while i think saying that koana is their new adopted child is inaccurate (and a bit reductive - koana is an adult, after all), i do think that thancred and urianger's approach to koana (and his need for growth) does intentionally remind the audience that they were co-parenting a young adult prior to this. they're hands-off but encouraging to him, letting him make his own mistakes and have his own triumphs, helping him when he wants the help - similar to how they treated ryne in the eden questline. it's a nice subtle connection to their prior storylines.

"all the promises recruit different allies that reflect on their understanding of their father & his legacy. wuk lamat seeks out the warrior of light (hero & peacebringer) koana gets thanuri (duo of reason & resolve) zoraal ja gets some truly inscrutable freak"

[revenantghost]

I don't have anything to do with the production team or anything, but that amazingly cool Punisher ita (and a potential Peacebringer ita!!!) I shared a while back just went live on Kickstarter and it's already funded so it's gonna be a thing 👀

[making-your-fave-in-fr]

Sussy Gabriel from the Mandela Catalogue. I’m deeply intrigued on what it would look like

I made sussy Gabriel from the Mandela Catalogue in Flight Rising!

M Imperial (Innocent Ice eyes) Cream/Cherub | Sanddollar/Seraph | White/Stained

Cloudy Tail Feathers, Cloudy Feathered Wings, Mage’s Ivory Overcoat, Mage’s Ivory Tunic, Peacebringer’s Cowl, Luminous Halo

[timewounded]

a quick jerk up of her head as she heard Vash spoke, now for a brief moment full focus on the companion next to fire.

❛❛ i know. ❜❜ Meryl wanted to, it was more than enough for her. & technically most importantly Roberto didn't stop any of that either. Or maybe he accepted it wouldn't work.

❛❛ working as a journalist is not always an easy job. or the safest one. i was being prepared for this in university, even more so when i joined the agency.. ❜❜

but nothing would prepare her for the actual meeting of the Vash the Stampede. she was prepared for that crazed criminal, the caricature that presented in the articles & stories. a man who destroys cities as he wishes-

Vash was nothing like that. a gentle spirit that was more than anything unfortunate. he was a skilled gunner & a capable fighter. but he wasn't using it for malicious reasons.

to be fair, she wasn't prepared for last few days either. what happened at Jenova Rock... it felt like something that should happen across at least a month, not a matter of 2 days. Tonis was still sitting on her head. if she didn't let go, it surely would end better for him. then running into Wolfwood & being eaten by a giant worm... it felt like too much. overwhelming even for ambitious journalist. no amount of official & unofficial lectures could prepare her for the weight of everything.

but if that was what she felt after a single case like that, how much was sitting inside of him? how many of the stories were just like what happened there?

after a moment of silence she raised her eyes back to him. seems like somewhere in the train of thoughts they returned to notebook sitting in front of her knees, only few single words noted down. however she did not miss the question asked.

❛❛ because i want to. ❜❜ she might've sounded a little bit spoiled now, but it didn't matter. although she did ended up following it up with ❛❛ besides it's heavy, isn't it? it would be painful to leave someone with that alone. ❜❜ soon after.

“You... didn't have to follow me.”

The campfire illuminates the creases of a frown. The meat sits heavily in his stomach, but only one half pleasantly: Tonis likely hadn't had the same meal. Nor Rosa, nor any other lying outside the outskirts of what remains of Jeneora Rock. Folding his knees close to his chest, Vash wondered if they'd have anything to eat at all. Was partaking in a meal spitting in the face of their tragedy? — the one he wrought?

The gut-deep snores of Roberto brought Vash back, and his eyes flickered to Meryl, apology written within glistening irises.

“After, after all of that. I thought... I thought you and Roberto would head back. It would've been safer.”

They hadn't, though. Hadn't left him to deal with E.G. the Mine. Vash hadn't wanted to say it, hadn't wanted to voice it, and as soon as the inquiry abandoned his lips, he wished for nothing more than to tug it back, stomp it out like Wolfwood had his fifth cigarette of the day. He couldn't, however.

“Why?”

Chin against his dirt-speckled knees, he hadn't the -- the lack of shame to regard Meryl's eyes any longer, drawn in instead by the sputtering sparks of the fire.

@timewounded.