#and before i knew it years had gone

[riikasgarbagepile]

I never made him those peanut butter crunchies…

[al-luviec]

compiled whatever this is (and I run out of tag space)

meh HoT gifs (3/?)

[perilegs]

my sweet little baby man is no longer with us

[shiawasekai]

Idk how this works, but 4,18,28 please

Hello, thank you. It's perfect like this! From this ask game

4. What did they do before they became a crusader? Did they have a job, an occupation?

Answered here!

18. If they survived, what is their life post crusade?

Nela survives the Crusades, staying in Drezen as its governor. To put it in few words: she has nowhere else to go anyway, and despite the many struggles and the growing mental health issues she also feels fulfilled by the job and has a talent for it. She has grown attached to the place and its people, it's where she belongs now that her home is gone.

That's... not as positive a choice as it may sound.

The first few months after the Crusades are won, Nela remains busy. However, as soon as Drezen and Mendev start to settle in, the companions go on their respective ways and the workload goes down... she crashes and goes on a downward spiral.

All the mental issues and trauma she had shouldered by playing the part of the perfect Commander start to appear, and she declines fast. Any attempt to help is pointless. She doesn't want to talk about the actual sources of her issues, so there is no way for anyone to intervene. It gets bad, really bad. She starts to self-harm a few months in.

It's only thanks to Sosiel's intervention that the situation gets solved before it can reach a critical point. Sosiel and Nela share a homeland, both coming from Carpenden, Andoran. He knows her relatives, enough to have mostly figured out by himself what's truly going on and approaching her brother, now an elder man in his 90s, with the full story. A way to return the favor, so to speak.

Samel, Nela's brother, ends up rushing to Drezen to meet up with Nela. Having a part of her family, her old world, back is a massive relief, but it's as much of a relief to have someone she can afford to be fully honest with. She doesn't have to fear hurting him with her feelings and thoughts, or to show weakness to the wrong person as someone in a position of authority. It doesn't magically make it all better, but it gets her started.

She ends up retiring from Drezen for about half a year to get some rest and work out her issues, moving to one of Daeran's properties closer to Nerosyan. Anevia and Irabeth contact her from time to time for bigger decisions, but she is mostly left to rest and recover.

It takes her years before she works out through it all. It's never fully gone, but she is finally comfortable in her own skin and at peace with how her life turned out. She remains just a governor, stubbornly refusing getting any more political power and making an effort to discourage anything that may push her beyond the edge onto divinity.

She also remains in contact with the Hand of the Inheritor and her fellow angels companions. From time to time, she goes on escapades to help them out in other planes. The rest of her time and effort is spent in helping out with purifying the Worldwound and providing aid to the efforts of the Sarkorians, druids and other followers of the Green Faith.

Daeran and her only marry once the worst of her own issues have passed, about 2 years after the Crusades have ended.

28. Would they be a companion instead of the KC? What would their storyline and personal quest be?

Answered here!

[yardsards]

living alone is all fun and games til you have a medical emergency and there's no one there to help you to the hospital

[romance-incubomp3]

aghhhh:(

[nomairuins]

pulling out my baby connor themes and motifs conspiracy corkboard which i use to figure out if i have any preferences or character traits if any kind. putting a red string between "digital love" from daft punks discovery (2001) and "dancing sheep to sheep" from classical baby - dance show (2005). similar theming...

[leguin]

i suspect that there's more to the faked death situation than anyone remembers/is willing to share at this point - he might've been abusive or an alcoholic etc. but my great-aunt (the only one still alive who remembers this) said she was really amazed at how normal it seemed at the time that a man would permanently disappear to try and keep his family from being ashamed of/shamed by his financial failure, and how bizarre and pointless it seemed to her now that she was in her 80s. lot of shifting cultural and economic expectations...but also idk. at some point people just still being in your life probably starts to seem more valuable than anything else.

[pears-trinkets]

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[reflectionsofgalaxies]

god, grief hits you at the weirdest fucking times

[trashbaget]

tell me your failed/embarrassing flirting stories to make me feel better, i’ll go first: today i said “get out of my way” forgot to say “i’m kidding” then immediately said “bye”

[tchaikovskaya]

I could/should elaborate when I’m not falling asleep as I am rn but like. I feel like for the people who you “mourn” who have died young and/or suddenly who you knew only in passing, or only casually interacted with, or were once close to but in the years between then and their death you barely spoke, etc etc etc, you arent actually mourning them or their presence in ur life (and now palpable absence) (supposedly) but just what it means to be a human on earth who has to grapple with inevitable loss and the immense weight of what a Person is and their footprint on everyone they interact with that is fleeting even tho there are several billions of us on the floating rock but none of those billions of lifetimes are ever overlapping 100%…. sigh :/

[je-mappelle-sloppy-tomato]

My friends boyfriend tried to text me “we just had sex” from my friends phone but he did it with Siri and said friend has my mom in her contacts as “[My name]’s Mommy” and it accidentally sent to her instead of me so my friend FaceTimed me and said go delete a message off your moms phone now so I went but she was on it coloring so I tried to take it from her but she didn’t want me to do before I could pry it away she looked at the message and she gasped and said “I SAW A WORD! Tell her I said I’m disappointed!!!” which is exactly what I’d expect from my Baptist Christian mom and she sounded so serious but then she LAUGHED and said “I’m just kidding tell her I said be careful who she texts” and she was just so lighthearted about it so I went back to my room traumatized and then my friend said to tell her she was sorry so I did and my mom said “tell her I said it’s okay I was 18 once too” but I didn’t have to tell her because my friend and her boyfriend were on FaceTime with me and they heard and there was a ruckus of gasping and laughing and “oh!”s and her boyfriend called my mama “goated” and then my mom walked out and I sat in bed dying and my friends boyfriend said “are me and your mom besties now” and me and my friend said no and he said “tell your mom my number’s **********” “me and your mom can talk about hot gossip” and then my mom came back into my room with a full tub of whipped cream open with a spoon in it and gave it to me and left and I think that was an apology so now I’m sitting in bed eating whipped cream and I feel woozy and I’m not sure if it’s from the whipped cream or the Event but Im about to eat this whole thing and then throw up I’ve never been so mortified in my life I don’t want to know about my mothers sex life especially not from my mother

[lesbiansanemi]

WARNING FOR ANIMAL DEATH/MUTILATION IN THE TAGS

I think I’ve figured out why it’s the stuff with my cats that gets me the most viscerally upset when it comes to my roommate and I think I need to tell him why that is… we had a talk and he apologized for a lot of stuff but I just feel like I need to explain why I react so intensely to him hating my cats/wanting me to get rid of them

[bunnyb34r]

I swear to God my house is fucking haunted (I mean I knew it was but like MORE haunted) like theres been shit falling over for no reason all fucking day

The hair spray bottle that hasnt been touched in months fell off the sink. Something in the kitchen fell, I did not investigate. The tv antenna was knocked down. And just now there was a fucking stuffed animal avalanche bc like three fucking stuffed animals that havent been touched in YEARS launched off the top shelf and knocked my hello kitty water dispenser down (thankfully I do not use it, it is decorative), both the doll rooms off (breaking one :( minor damage but still), the one apparently load bearing plushie behind the dispenser fell in the empty space, and the stupid straw hat I have kept falling when I put it back.

Like what's your fucking problem??? Am I not paying enough attention to you fucking ghosts?? Are you trying to get my attention to tell me something? Bc if so I ain't gonna listen if you keep knockin my shit down. I fucking have two drinks on the nightstand where the dispenser is and I'm so fucking lucky they didnt get hit bc god I would be LIVID. Like cant you write on the bathroom mirror or send me coins like yall usually do?? What do you want?????

[this-doesnt-endd]

I used to have a really giant family like tons of tias and tios and cousins and i say used to cause like it seems like after my grandparents died on both sides both families seemed to never speak again and i had no chance to even try and keep hold of those ties i was in elementary school watching my parents marriage crash and burn in real time dealing with major death in the family and then subsequent family abandoning me at the tender age of 11. Hell my brothers were older and jumped ship it was just me and the horrors