#evie paladins

[blukiar]

My type? Twin-tails, unhinged and potentially MURDEROUS 

And by "My type" I mean "my automatic favorite character" (so don't get any funny ideas) Abby and Crybaby(melanie) gets bonus points for being goths 💜

This WAS meant to be a doodle, but demotivation came in at a certain point, which took this longer than it should have

(Edit: Finally added the separate versions!)

Time Lapse!

Song: “Dolls” by Bella Poarch

[bpdfav]

Evie from Paladins has Headcanon'd BPD!

I am out of Pre-Made stuff, gotta make some more now.

[kasmegan]

Evie, the broom got green-screened, oopsie.

[nukacherrybrandedpowerarmor]

Evie's Wasteland Journal 03: What year is it?? Aren't we supposed to have progressed as a society in the 200+ years that I was frozen??

[greymouse42]

@groovyaviator I, a fool, hit the wrong button on an ask several days ago and it was lost to the ether but you DID, I believe, ask for 17 for Mal & Hem!

17. Quotes, songs, poems, etc. that I associate with him

Teasing out the Mal bits of the JanMal playlist was a really fun exercise. I am...!! Not over how badly the lyrics to Ohio hurt me!!

Also this image from the Pinterest board is a Mal touchstone for me, and I hope (fear) that the Handler messes Mal up real bad about it in the prequel game:

17. Quotes, songs, poems, etc. that I associate with them

I apparently mostly make ship playlists, so teasing the Hem parts of my BG3 Tav/Astarion Sad!Paladin playlist was also really fun.

It's not a quote, but this image from Hemlock's mood board is everything to me:

Just, like, the mundane holiness of it...

I beliiiiiieve you also asked 31 for Evie—

31. If they had a tumblr what would it look like?

Honestly it'd probably look a lot like this blog, OR she'd run a fairly popular gimmick blog about carp spotting that she'd break character on by posting something cryptic and absurd a la old-friends-senior-dog-sanctuary before never being heard from again.

[deputyash]

Which D&D Class Does Your OC Belong To?

I was tagged by @cassietrn to do this quiz for my OCs! Thank you! :D

Tagging: @strafethesesinners @harmonyowl @derelictheretic @teamhawkeye @purplehairsecretlair @peachyaliien @ri-a-rose @redreart @statichvm @shellibisshe @glowwormsmith @fuckin-nancy @wrathfl @isobel-thorm @adelaidedrubman @blissfulalchemist @direwombat @jacobseed @v0idbuggy @wrathfulrook @dumbassdep @nightwingshero @beemot

I also threw in some screenshots I got of BG3 Dovie because I can't resist making my darling in every game hehe :3 I also threw in Satine cause she's been on my mind too and may have a return via bg3.

Paladin

You are a Paladin, a warrior sworn to an Oath, whether it be to a god, a king, an ideology or oneself. As a divine soldier, you are well equipped to strike down evil, but must follow a code of your choosing to retain this power. While you are limited somewhat by these bonds, you are also the most driven and determined member of your group.

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Sorcerer

You are a Sorcerer, a mage granted powers through your bloodline or a strange event in your past. Like your magic, you are wild and untamed, and tend to excel at whatever you dedicate yourself to most. While you lack the temperament of more studied casters, you make up for it with passion and courage.

Fighter

You are a Fighter, a warrior trained in all forms of combat. While you may not want to solve every problem with violence, it is certainly what you are best at. You are a natural leader but can be single-minded when faced with a problem, which is why humility and friendship may be your greatest weapons.

Warlock

You are a Warlock, a spellcaster given powers via a more powerful entity. The circumstances of this pact determine who you are, but all Warlocks are willing to seek out power and lore in service of their patron. You may be a bit lost in your own head at times, but only because you have so many thoughts, and your words can move mountains.

[writing-with-kieran]

Basic OC Stuff

I’m making this on mobile so the formatting might be weird

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Evie, Kingsley, and August are the main characters of my story!!!

Evie - Evie is a, in D&D terms, shadow magic sorcerer and a yuan-ti….ish. She can choose to have either legs or a snake tail, and prefers to have the tail. Her class used to be a “divine soul”, but then something happened to her! She starts off the story as a divine soul sorcerer, and then something happens that shifts her sorcerous abilities. She is not a great person but is trying her best to be one.

August - In D&D terms, August would be an Eloquence Bard/Hexblade Warlock, and his race would be…close to elf? He’s if an aasimar-elf had a baby with a half-elf-tiefling. Very divine cosmos origins, with a hint of elf. He’s conniving, manipulative, and extremely sociable. He’s also decidedly not a good person.

Kingsley - Sticking with the trend, in D&D terms, Kingsley is a Redemption Paladin (who later turns into a Vengeance Paladin), and his race is mainly human, with traces of tiefling and orc. He’s a big beefy soldier, and he’s extremely one track minded. He was a great bodyguard, and he’s an even more ruthless revenge-based hunter. Kingsley is a morally grey person who does not acknowledge that any of his actions may be bad (as opposed to, say, August, who knows he’s doing bad).

“Evie” Ill Sssolissiana and Kingsley were friends first before a world-shattering run-in with Augustus Mistral (the second), of renowned literary fame. My world has them exploring their new dynamic, becoming a tight adventuring party, and then having an incident that kinda threatens all of that. They’re so silly and I love thinking about how they destroy each other constantly <333

You may be noticing (if you’ve gotten this far): “but kieran, they’re all charisma casters! that’s not very balanced of you!” and to that i say,

I did that on purpose

These characters are all charismatic in very different ways, and they break each other in very different ways. I’m gonna go more into detail about that on another post.

Anyways, the inciting incident involves a girl named Ophelia Holland, and that’s all I’ll say for now… :3

also don’t look at the tags if u can help it, theres 30 of them (i want someone to see my ocs lolssss)

[hexingart]

like yea I've had DMPCs before but Liadra was my first one in Pathfinder so she's got a special place in my heart.

All her wildshapes have little cheek feathers and scarring for matchies.

[gamer2002]

I no longer play Paladins, but giving Evie 100 more health is WTF

[shenanigans-and-imagines]

Evie (Ace!Tav) Playthrough Day 4

(I love Evie in this fit)

Day 1… Day 3- Day 5

Astarion x Evie (Ace!Tav) Masterlist

For the uninitiated, I wrote a Tav well before I ever had a chance to play the game. Now, I finally can and thought it might be fun for my first play through to be as that Tav. Or, at least as much as the game play will allow me.

These are just some of my notes and scattered highlights that I thought would be fun to share.

Let me know if you think if I should continue this and any suggestions you might have.

So much happened you guys holy shit!!!

Technically this is a combination of two days, since I didn't have time last night and figured I'd wait until after I played some more today (there is just so much of this game I feel like two hour sessions barely scratch the surface)

First off, it took me way too long to figure out how to deactivate the traps in the back cavern in the Emerald Grove

Legitimately nearly died twice; if it weren't for my saves I would have

Not ashamed to admit, I needed to google it; I have never claimed to be a "gamer"

Still got it sorted (and if anybody knows how to get to that center bit in the middle of the cavern, please let me know)

After that decided to go after best girl Karlach

Ran into the Owl Bear cave first and I am upset

I *really* didn't want to kill the Owl Bear mama, but even with non-lethal damage the cub still eats it's mother; seems like it all is the same in the end

I'm now thinking more and more that Evie and Shadowheart get to be good friends; Evie takes a more benefit of the doubt approach to people, and I don't think she knows enough about the Gods and Shar specifically to have many thoughts on the subject

I've been purposefully handing all the books and other info to whoever else is there so Evie doesn't get the info from reading

Lae'zel and Shadowheart are also majorly at each other's throats in the first act

Lae'zel also would not be a fan of Evie; Evie comparatively talks way too much for Lae'zel's taste (+11 to Persuasion will do that to a person) (did I mention I love bards)

Did eventually get to Karlach and she's so great guys! I knew I was going to love her, but I *love* her

She deserves to wreck the Paladins of Tyr hide out, as a treat

(That one bitch was giving me so much trouble, thank God for Wyll's Eldritch Blast or we would have been spending all our actions just trying to keep up)

I am once again faced with not being able to punch a ginger bitch because of *consequences*

Also, I hate all the options they give you when talking to Wyll after he's transformed into a devil

None of this is what Evie would say to him!

Either way though, I am secure in the fact that Wyll would like Evie (even if he's not a fan of her trust in Astarion)

So, one long rest later and we're heading towards the Blighted Villiage; Astarion, Gale and Karlach in toe

Came across the boar and Astarion really is so suspicious

I also think at this point Astarion really doesn't know what to make of Evie; placing her in category bleeding heart no doubt and not certain of her abilities

She's a good talker, as she's able to convince the goblins to let them pass without a fight

On the other hand, she did assists Gale with his little problem, sacrificing a necklace of Dancing Lights

Also it doesn't help that she was nice to a gnome

I think what starts to change his mind though is when they meet Raphael on the road

I really do wish you could give Gur as a background, because even if Evie didn't grow up in the caravan, I do think just culturally she'd pick up on stuff

Not trusting devils I'm sure is top of the list

I wasn't expecting to have Evie so viscerally mistrusting of Raphael, but it felt right to play it that way

I'm not sure who he'd remind her of in her past, but I do think there is something beyond just him being a devil that rubs her the wrong way

Either way, her rejection of a devil's bargain that would not only enslave her, but likely them as well, even in exchange for a cure does re-color some things

Not sure where to insert this in the grand scheme of the narrative, but Evie did let Astarion open the door on the orger and hobgoblin

Evie's talking did not help in this situation

I know the narrative makes it clear what's happening, but I'm thinking Evie might have had a random ace blind spot moment

Like she's not totally naive about sex, but when it's usually the last thing on your mind (and you just talked with a devil), it's not the first thing you picture at the sound of banging

Not her smoothest moment; (honestly the sudden violence is a god send for everyone not to ask her more questions about it)

Either way, went back to the grove with some of the infernal iron and got Karlach stabilized at least

I love Karlach and Wyll's friendship, I support wholesome ships; low key starting to ship her with Dammon though

He's real cute, Karlach deserves a nice guy, and you know he'd roll with the punches

Another long rest later and we're here

The scene

I've been thinking about the build up to this scene

Obviously we know in origins it's after Astarion has a vision of Cazador and wanting to push the limits of his new found freedom by going against one of his rules

But I keep coming back to why Evie

Astarion can likely smell something being wrong with Gale's blood, Wyll just turned into a devil and would likely kill him, Karlach's blood is literal fire, and Lae'zel would also absolutely kill him

That leaves Shadowheart and Evie

Shadowheart is a big question mark to him; she follows Shar, maybe she might even like being bitten

But then there's Evie who has shown time and time again that she wants to help

This is about survival after all, and it would only be a taste

IDK, exploring it; add it to the list of possible future fics

But Evie obviously does wake up and does allow Astarion to bite her

As for Evie's motivations as to why, yes, Astarion is a prickly bastard, but he's in the same boat as the rest of them

If he wanted to hurt them, surely he would have done it by now

She recognizes the look in his eyes, Gods know she's worn it enough; the man is starving, the fact he hasn't done anything until now says a lot

This is definitely the shift in her and Astarion's relationship where they start to actually warm up to each other

So next morning gang wakes up, Evie stands up to Astarion saying she trusts him and heads out again towards the goblin camp; Shadowheart, Astarion and Lae'zel in toe

So Evie's current standing with the party;

Gale has disclosed his condition and gotten the first magical item; high rating with Evie, thinks of her as somebody who he can not only trust, but as someone who has shown bravery and true kindness (not to mention eloquence); maybe starting to form an...appreciation

Wyll has turned into a devil and certainly likes Evie, but maybe a little doubtful in her trust in Astarion and some dealings with the goblins

Shadowheart; genuinely trusts Evie as she's revealed her ambitions as a follower of Shar, and used the artifact in front of Evie in order to protect them from the influence of The Absolute (also might be starting to crush on her, but Evie has not been taking the opportunity to flirt)

Karlach: too soon to tell, but seems like a good person

Lae'zel: not a fan, too weak willed and doesn't know her place; talks too much

Astarion; unsure, certainly knows he can trust her now, to an extent; still too much of a bleeding heart, but then again, it's helped him; at the very least she knows to draw the line with devils and willing to kill to stay alive, over all a fair ally to have

Oh! I can't believe I forgot about my new best boy!

Scratch!

[mairaiscarrierofthepaperclips]

Maira Live Reacts!

Read a fic, had some thoughts... Bon appetit.

About a quarter of the way through Descendants of Cyrano by the fantastic @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels I decided to write notes in a kind of live-reaction reading.

Mads, this is for you. Thank you for writing this amazing fic. ❤️

(Spoilers within, read at your own risk!)

I meant to save this as a draft as I was worried about posting it, but Technology™️ intervened, so, here it is? I guess?

Me: *reads scene (Imbolc loves Atton to the core)*

*literally throws phone (It's fine, there was a pillow)*

Me: Fuck me dead, he did not just-

My fiancé: Fic?

Me: Fic. Christ.

*~*

*me reading the scene from between my fingers a la Chimney*

Me: I can't I can't I can't

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Me, to my cat who is asleep on my lap: Evie, boys are dumb.

Evie: *twitches ear*

Me: I'm so glad you agree.

*~*

*the session after The Sexting*

Me: Oh MY god.

Me: Just... come on.

*~*

*after the in-game fight, when Buck comes over*

Me: OH! MY! GOD! YOU! BOTH! LOVE! EACH! OTHER! JUST! SAY! IT! AAAAAH!

*~*

'There's not point in going only halfway to Hell' Me: Boy, you ain't wrong, damn. Get it.

*~*

Me, after the blowjob against the wall scene, literally face-palming over Buck thinking EDDIE ONLY DID IT IN CHARACTER FOR THE GAME like, baby honey sweetie... No.

*~*

... You realise you both admitted you had to 'clean up' after that, right? Right?!

*~*

*hits them both (lovingly) with a clue-by-four* Y'ALL!

*~*

"Can I kill him?"

"I'd rather you didn't."

🤣

I can hear Bobby's deadpan delivery and it is *chef's kiss*

*~*

... Crossroad's demon? Really?

*~*

*Eddie's speech to the Wives of Hell*

Me:... No, no, I'm fine, I'm not sobbing, it's cool.

Me: Oh, no, it's getting too real, oh, gods.

Me: FUCK YES A NAT 20!

*~*

Xedgin called, they want their paladin back.

*~*

*panicking at the thought of the 118 breaking up because of retirement or other captaincies and knowing those are good reasons but still wanting to cry*

*~*

Gold star for that reference indeed.

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'Marry me.'

Me: What the FU-

Evie: *in cat* Mother, do stop yelling, I am sleeping.

Jesus H Christ, Mads, I can't believe you actually went through this as an actual campaign and SURVIVED, my god.

*~*

*keeps reading*

*squeaks at how much they fucking love each other*

*~*

Y'all we're in this temple for the wedding and I'm waiting for one of them to straight up go 'I can't do this' and walk out of the game because it hurts too much and they want it to be real.

*~*

BOBBY MADE POPCORN! 🤣

*~*

Simultaneously weeping and giving heart eyes and feeling my heart break because Eddie thinks he doesn't deserve to say this IRL.

*~*

Oh, Eddie Diaz, my beloved.

(Could say that about the whole fic, but, specifically here)

*~*

'He was bound to slip up' oh this bodes well.

*~*

*gasps* Oh nooooo.

*~*

OH SNAP!

*~*

My boy Eddie Diaz, y'all. I'm so proud.

*~*

I take it back, I choked on my tea when he said the core line TO BUCK IRL I WAS NOT PREPARED!

*~*

“If you say intelligence was my dump stat…”

🤣

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Okay the 'so hot it's almost cold' thing? I get that too, and the one person I told gaslit me about it, saying it was impossible and I was making it up, so I never told anyone again and now I am Holt from B99 yelling vindication! dot gif.

*~*

THAT REVEAL! *dies laughing*

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Seriously, can't stop cackling.

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Watching Chimney have an aneurysm shouldn't be this entertaining.

*~*

Ofc Bobby figured it out, he's the real MVP.

*~*

My heart, right in the feels, damn.

*~*

Fucking great last line.

*~*

And oh good, your friends admitted it, thank all the gods.

*~*

[blukiar]

There's no limit to what a thief will steal, and love is no exception! Happy International Chocolate day! Otherwise known as Valentine's Day! 

 A little surprise Maeve x Evie doodle for this special occasion <3

[galeorderbride]

Meet my Tav

*one of my tavs, but my fave as of now*

Name: Eclavrene (Evie) Arkenafin

Race: Seldarine Drow

Class: Wild Magic Sorcerer

Alignment: Neutral Good

Personality pros: introspective, humorous, passionate, friendly, courageous

Personality cons: self conscious, easily frustrated/angry, stuck in her past, indecisive.

Unique traits: Evie is blind in one eye with many burn scars, from a particularly severe run in with Drow.

Story: formerly a powerful sorcerer in the serve of Lloth, Eclavrene became Evie once she left Menzoberranzan and eloped with a half elf Paladin of Lathander named Loethyr. In the eight years of their marriage, Evie’s mother, a powerful Matriarch, never stopped hunting for her only daughter.

After her mother’s scouts assassinate Loethyr, Evie goes on the road, bouncing from place to place and killing every Drow that tries to find her. Until, as she’s hiding from a group of scouts near Amn, she is whisked away by the nautiloid and tadpoled.

During her adventure fighting the rise of the Absolute and her own villains, she gains a best friend in Shadowheart, as both of them grapple with their escape from control of a dark goddess.

Finally, she falls into a romance with the witty, verbose wizard Gale Dekarios, always ready and willing to fight at her side and help get her through the grief she was never able to reconcile with on her own.

[luniidae]

EVLIATHANE

✨✨✨✨✨

Let me introduce you to one of my Tav's:

Evliathane (or Evy), my high-elf vengeance paladin (and Oathbreaker cuz durge 😂).

She's a reference to my very first DnD character.

[oxytoxic-skeletonin]

The End of a Multiverse(...?)

Synopsis The end is nigh, the cosmos is going to be collapsed, and there was not a damn thing they could do about it. But perhaps, even if everything is destroyed, something might survive.

Even if this is an awful end, it feels nice to write about and for characters I created and loved for many years of my life.

CW; Badly written combat, a literal war, copious amounts of body horror (Iktatra's not the sole one to blame this time!), descriptions of immense gore, and a lot of major character death.

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This was bad. Eviveru knew that things were looking bleak. Even as he watched Kittara's fist shatter through the skull of that bitch. Nevaerys Merathalae, servant of Xul Mekuriz, Eld of madness and destruction.

Her laughter echoed from her broken jaw, and the mouths of that thing she kept in her body. It's tendrils roping backwards to pull Nevaerys from her assailant. "I'll let you all on in on a little secret~!" The insane look in the blue haired woman's eyes didn't fade for a moment. Her mouth twisted into an expression of glee. "The barrier that protected your cosmos is gone~! We've won this battle, before you even gathered your pathetic forces!" Kittara snarled, glaring her singular eye onto her. "We'll not fall without a fight." the Korathin woman called out, charging ahead once more to attack the thing that once was human. The amount of people they gathered to fend off the servants of Xul Mekuriz was paltry compared to the strange energy Eviveru could feel in the air, ebbing from all around them.

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Arethinel's blade clashed against Wylli'vyrr's rapiers, the elven mage struggling beneath the fallen paladin's might.

"Aheheheh, I could rrrREALLY use a hand here, guys!!" Wylli'vyrr yelped. "I have gifted Humankind, and Mankind alone with the glory that is MY creation! Filthy creatures such as yourself, do not belong in MY world." Arethinel hissed, the mad paladin leaning down to drive the blade closer to Wylli'vyrr's head.

His efforts to harm the elf interrupted by bullets pelting the side of his face, tearing through his cheeks. "EY. Don't go touchin' Kitt's man, ya fuckin' asshole!" Meara called out, weaving through the battle between undead forces and eld-serving bastards as she continued firing at Arethinel with her guns.

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"E... Eviveru... Something's wrong..." Okka'lier stammered out, a cold shiver ran down the Esyrrlian elf's spine. He backed lose to Eviveru as they stood back to observe the mayhem. "Yeah, I know..." Eviveru grit his teeth, swinging his hand outwards to cast out minor bolts of electricity at the forces that got too close to the back line. Most of them shrugging off the blow.

That wasn't the part they had to worry about. Evi grew a wicked smirk, as he quickly called down a powerful bolt of electricity to strike himself. Feeling electricity course through his body was always euphoric. Directing the flow of electricity towards one target and casting it out at the forces that drew ever closer.

He watched with the glee that he only felt as he felt that electricity flood into the body of his target, frying them from within, before scattering in chains to the prior foes he marked.

The sizzle as it tore through every foe between each mark was the only good thing in what was happening.

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Speakers crackled to life on the Magitech mouse's head. Ornax mustered as much of his courage up that he could. Raising his thumb to his mouth and activating the microphone held within. "COME ON, EVERYBODY!!! LET'S GIVE THESE JERKS THE SHOW OF A LIFETIME!!" Ornax called out, the speakers of his ears amplifying his voice like a loudspeaker. The Robomouse pulled a song list up on his HUD. "IT'S NOT OUR CURTAIN CALL, NOR IS IT OUR SWAN SONG." Play an invigorating file with drums of war, drop in some techno beats, and spin some tunes. "I MAY BE TONIGHT'S DJ, BUT I AM NOT ABOUT TO BE A DEAD MAUS, AND WE ARE NOT GONNA BOW TO THESE GUYS!!!"

A wide grin on his face, as Ornax cupped a hand over the side of his head and nodded along to the music he mixed. Letting the magic he manipulated in his body flow out with his songs.

Ornax grinned more as he watched how the beat, how the music pumped up his allies, how he could tell that the magic was imbuing his allies with the inner strength that he lacked.

He hoped Mom and Dad would be proud of him. Standing against the end of everything.

"LET'S GIVE THEM A PERFORMANCE THEY'LL NEVER FORGET!"

- "Hah, knew tonight was missing somethin'." Karlos grinned, the pauldrons affixed to his shoulders sparking with his magic. Letting every thread he could latch on to anything around him.

Each of his 'adopted' hands holding weapons of various makes as he danced through the battlefield.

Karlos laughed like a maniac, while he cut down undead and cultist alike.

Heh, 'picking up' extra hands as he lobbed off limbs of his foes. Never got old watching people freak the fuck out when they saw their own hands or arms coming to life under his control.

Limbs, weapons, even the sands beneath his feet. They all were something he could use against this army of absolute fuck clowns.

He could take 'em, he could take ALL of 'em. And he would happily take it all from them. After all, these bastards were quite literally trying to take everything from everyone.

A lucky blow landed on one of Karlos' hands close to his body, cleanly cutting it in half.

.... That hand. That was...

"You FUCKER, that was the ONLY one that worked with smart phones!!"

Every hand with a gun tracked onto his assailant, an orcish cultist, and opened fire.

Swiss cheese, like the jackass deserved!

God damn it. That was the one bad thing about losing his original ones to those jackasses in the labs.

"HOW THE SHIT AM I SUPPOSED TO MAKE PHONE CALLS NOW?!"

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"LARCENERS! Status report!"

Devaux called out, using levitation to stay above the madness below.

They weren't heroes, they were thieves.

The Lavender Larceners were meant to procure artifacts of terrible power, to keep them hidden from those that would abuse them.

It was agony to put his crew, his family against this threat.

But desperate times required desperate measures. It even called upon them to distribute some of these artifacts to their allies.

"SA, We're 'oldin' the line, but nawt by much!!" he heard Estoran call out. Anxiety clear in his voice, which only made Devaux more worried.

The only thing that gave him comfort was seeing Otto's 'magnum opus' of his close, the "Giant mecha" as Haruki had called it, to where he heard Estoran's voice from.

Haruki wasn't hard to listen for, he could hear the Shuri twin laughing as he weaved through the battle.

"Missed me, missed me, now you gotta-- Oh ew, definitely don't kiss me!" Haruki made a sound of disgust, Devaux could imagine the sneer of disgust on the mouse's snout. A toppling sound. "Haru, you'd be lucky if you got kissed tonight." Fumeiyo, his sister, sneered as she yanked her blade out of the spine of her mark.

Devaux smiled, at least the two of them could still find it in them to banter. That meant that they weren't completely in despair at the circumstances.

"HEY!!! I COULD get a kiss tonight if I wanted to!" Haruki yelped back.

Fumeiyo chuckled. "Well, might as well get it tonight. From the sounds of it, if it's not tonight, it's never."

Haruki gave pause as he just stared at his twin.

".... CHEEEEEEEEEEERYYYYYYYYYYYYYYL!" Haruki yelled out. He swiftly dodged another foe. "YEAH???" Cheryl responded from a distance, her voice still as chipper as ever. "THE UNIVERSE IS ENDING, CAN I GET A KISS???" Haruki yelled out again. His sister made short work of the foes that had their attention on him.

"OKAY~!!!" Cheryl said, cleaving her claws through another undead troop's armor like butter. "COOL!!!" Haruki responded. Fumeiyo looked at Haruki with amusement. "CHERYL. THINK YOU CAN MAKE THAT A DOUBLE ORDER?" Fumeiyo called out. "YUP YUP! WILL DO~!" Cheryl made another swing. Her arm was caught. "Oh no, oh no, no no no n--" Her bloodcurdling scream resounded through the battlefield, as she felt it torn clean off. "Cheryl!"

Devaux wasted no time, quickly flying towards the sound of her scream. Quickly conjuring an array of shadowbolts to strike the goliath of a cultist holding Cheryl's torn off arm. "FUCK FUCK FUCK-- CHERYL!!! OH FUCK DID I JYNX IT?!" Devaux could hear Haruki's voice growing closer and closer, the Shuri Twins were likely on their way to lend backup.

"Don't, you, DARE, touch, MY, CREW!" Devaux roared out, casting a ball of antimatter at the cultist before they could raise their weapon at him.

It was painful to watch, seeing someone, anyone, implode inwards as their own armor compacted inwards in noisy fashion.

But he was not going to overlook such a transgression.

Cheryl whimpered on the ground. Trying to hamper over towards her removed arm. Haruki scampered to her side, checking over her. "CHERYL, Are you okay?!" Fumeiyo followed suit, she swiftly yanked her lavender scarf off and wrapped it around the remaining stub of Cheryl's right arm.

"B-Boss... D-Do you think Otto can get it back on...? L-Like, usable..??" Cheryl sniffled.

Devaux sighed, his whiskers twitching. "We'll have to get you to him as soon as possible."

He wasn't going to risk Cheryl bleeding out, and while her bones couldn't break, her flesh could still tear.

"LARCENERS. FALL BACK!!" Devaux called out. Hoping the others would hear him amidst the chaos.

-

"ORUNA'AJA. WHAT'S THE CHANCES OF US MAKING IT OUT OF THIS ALIVE?" Eviveru called out towards the seer. Oruna'aja, Seer of Jyll'Nybbek, Eld of knowledge. The Xelyrr woman's eyes on her head only ever opened when she'd look into the future. The eyes that covered various parts of her body served fine to let her see the world around her.

"I am sorry, Eviveru. The future is... Gone. For all of us, we will not survive this."

Okka'lier shivered, a look of horror dawning on the young elf's face.

"I thought you said before that MY stupid ass would outlive even the stars." Eviveru growled out. He hated this.

It would have been fine if it was just him that got to experience an eternal death. More than fine, it's what he'd always wanted.

But for everyone else around him, good people, who had a reason, and a drive to live... It was fucked up beyond belief.

"You... You're correct." Oruna'aja perked up, as if having an epiphany. She turned her head towards Eviveru and opened her eyes. Looking at the pastel rainbow lights held within her eyes was always unnerving as shit.

"There... Is no future. For any of us... You... Have a future."

-

So much bloodshed, so much organic material to consume strewn about, so much genetic material to utilize.

Iktatra weaved through battle as though it were a dance, the tendrils from her body lashed out and rend through countless, poor, brainwashed fools.

It was disappointing, were she to have obtained the godhood she desired, perhaps there might have been some hope for these people.

Still, the majority of them tasted so rotten.

It's entirely likely they still would have died to her.

After all, the sweetest fruit is the most ripe and decayed.

A smile on her face, as she consumed every bit of genetic material that touched her cells.

So much new information to analyze, so many new people to mimic, so many new powers for which to call upon.

A battlefield truly was a doppelganger's buffet.

A tall armored man roared out as he charged for her, sword drawn.

Awh. It was cute.

A smile of adoration on her face as she saw him raise his weapon.

A look that didn't fade, as his blade tore through her shoulder, it's momentum stopping in her chest.

She stared at him, her smile widening as he tried to pull it from her, and found it wouldn't budge.

"Awwwh, that wasn't nice dawwring. If I had a heart, you would've cleaved it in half." Iktatra pouted.

It was delightful to watch the man grow pale and that look of fear bloom upon his face.

"My turn~."

It was always so fun to make her created body make sickening pops and tears, as she split it in half. Revealing rows upon rows of teeth, tongues, and eyes.

Gasps of terror as a would-be predator became a meal were always such beautiful sounds.

The moment the man's body flinched to flee, it was too late. The many tongues lashed out and wrapped onto the man, harshly pulling him in to her fleshy iron maiden. His scream lasted but a moment, as she closed her body, she could hear the beautiful pops of his bones and armor as they were crushed inward.

Mortals of flesh and blood were much like those treats that Meara loved... Squishers, was it? Sweet candies that popped as you bit down.

Come to think of it. Where was her darling Meara in this mess?

- "GOD, FUCKING. DAMN IT. That's FUCKING BULLSHIT!!" Eviveru growled out, feeling the electricity coursing off of himself in his anger. Oruna'aja sighed. "Though you wish only to darken death's door with your presence... It shall never come for you... As I told you before, civilizations will crumble, kings and emperors shall fall, gods themselves will be forgotten and--" "And planets shall die and stars will fade out yadda yadda yadda, the thing is that I'm going to be STUCK with the fact that out of EVERYONE here, I'M THE ONLY ONE WHO'S GOING TO SURVIVE THIS." Eviveru roared out, seething with rage.

Okka'lier shivered, Eviveru could feel the elf doing his best to use his magic to soothe Evi's temper. "I'm... I'm h-happy... I'm happy you'll at least be okay"

Eviveru looked down, seeing the lavender doe eyes looking up at him.

"Evi... You... Won't forget about me, right?"

"... Okka'lier... If I could make it be you that'd survive instead, I would... You deserve it far more than I do...." "I-It's okay... If you remember me, then... W-Well, I'll always be with you." Okka'lier smiled, through the tears that were prickling his eyes.

God damn it.

-

Maddened laughter echoed out upon the battlefield, as it was clear something had changed in the air.

"THE ELEVENTH HOUR IS UPON US~!!" Nevaerys called out.

Kittara disarmed a nearby soldier, using his blade to block an incoming sword. Her hand crushing the disarmed soldier's throat with ease.

She couldn't use a weapon, they always broke with the force she swung them with. But they could be used to parry.

Nevaerys was an elusive opponent, she hid herself behind what poor souls they controlled, living and dead.

Kittara caught glimpse of sickly tendrils firing forth from that woman, she swung her arm to throw the blade towards them.

She hit her mark, lack of depth perception be damned.

But many more seemed to grapple onto their mark, and yank back.

Kittara watched Arethinel hastily pulled towards Nevaerys.

"Come, Arethinel! Xul'Mekuriz still has need of us~."

They're... Retreating?

No...

"Savor your dwindling last moments, for this world shall be reborn anew, and I, SHALL BE IT'S ONE, TRUE, GOD." Arethinel called out.

He.. Always called that out, whenever he failed against them.

Nevaerys wasted no time in opening a portal in the air. And pulled Arethinel in with her.

No. They left far too hastily...

Kittara's hackles raised, she could feel it, the darkness encroaching far faster than it had any right to.

Wylli'Vyrr... She had to find Wylli'vyrr!

-

"Eviveru, I understand.. It is upsetting... I foresee nothing but darkness for so long... I had lost hope, but then I saw it..." Oruna'aja recollected, her brow furrowing.

God damn it, did they have any time for being--

"SPIT IT OUT." Eviveru snarled.

"She does."

Eviveru stared at Oruna'aja in disbelief.

"... what."

"A woman. She spits out your hand. Your hand exists. She is overcome with fear, and flees. But your hand exists. And from the rest of it, you follow after..." Oruna'aja explained. Eviveru sneered, that sounded like the typical seer bullshit. Sometimes he wondered if Seers were just high off their asses most the time.

"Eviveru. We may not be able to save our cosmos... But we... Nay. You can warn another. We were unprepared for the foe we face... Warn them of Perniciem. Prepare them for what they may face." Oruna'aja's voice was dire.

Electricity sparked off of Eviveru as he grew increasingly irate.

"The fuck-- You mean you're asking me to be a MESSENGER BO--"

Okka'lier's scream of agony cut Evi off. The Essyrlian elf crumpling to his knees and gripping his head.

"Okka'lier! Shit... Did I--"

Okka'lier clawed at his skull, screaming in agonizing pain.

Eviveru crouched down, and hugged onto Okka'lier. Fuck... That wasn't from his electricity.

Okka'lier naturally felt the lives of animals around him, and was in tune with nature. He felt that pain as if it were his own.

Evi braced the back of Okka'lier's head, as Okka'lier's screams died down to sobs. His body shook like a leaf. "E... Evi... E-Everything's... D-Dying.." Okka'lier choked out.

It pissed Eviveru off to no end that there wasn't shit they could do.

"I.. I know. At least--"

It wasn't supposed to happen that fast.

Eviveru had been through a land slide before, felt the earth cascade down on him in a flash and crush him beneath it.

This was far less merciful.

In a mere blink, he went from holding onto Okka'lier to try and calm him down...

To feeling everything and everyone crushed together.

It was miserable being conscious for a short period of it.

Feeling his body crushed completely, compacted by bodies of friend and foe alike.

The sickening crunches far more deafening than the screams Okka'lier had made prior. He knew broken bones of his own friend were stabbing through what little of him he could feel.

He knew that the blood around him that he could comprehend was a slurry of so many people he knew.

All their lives, snuffed out in a blink of an eye.

It was bullshit.

None of them deserved that.

Eviveru drifted in and out of consciousness.

Sometimes? He was aware that he was dead. He knew and enjoyed the comforting embrace of the void.

And sometimes, he was aware he was nothing but mixed bits in crushed viscera.

Sometimes he swore he could hear voices.

Chatter, chatter, lots of it.

Others were still there. Alive? Entirely unlikely. But still there.

That or he'd gone insane.

Which was unlikely. He sure as shit didn't believe anyone else would survive. Nor would he want someone to be alive in this mess.

Sometimes it felt like the remains of everything around him moved. Moved a lot. And sometimes it was extremely still.

He hated it. He'd rather be dead.

Every time death's sweet embrace took him from the horrifying mess that remained? He was thankful.

He didn't know how long it lasted.

Perception of time becomes warped when you're dying, and coming back to live, and barely aware in the soup of the cosmos that was your own home.

Eventually? He felt a thump, a portion of his left hand. His pinky, ring, and middle finger once more feeling.

It twitched.

It wasn't long after that he felt himself succumb to death again.

And then Eviveru opened his eyes.

A gentle blue sky overhead. Clouds in the sky, white and fluffy. The sun beaming down upon him.

He could hear the breeze through the grass that he laid upon.

Man... He never thought he'd be thankful to be alive.

At least this alive was better than mashed up alive.

Eviveru groaned, as he slowly rose to his feet, grumbling.

Why the fuck was he the one who had to get stuck delivering a message.

Oh yeah, because death was a bitch who wouldn't take him, no matter how hard he wanted it to.

If death was some manner of entity he could speak to? He would happily lay into them for not carting his ass to the void permanently.

He sighed, conjuring forth his staff. Thank fuck that his clothes were so soaked in his magic, that the damn curse he endured thought that it was a part of him.

He really didn't want to get stuck on a murder spree of any person who looked at him stark nude.

"... Where the fuck do I even start..." Evi grumbled, glowering at the land around him.

Countryside, not a settlement as far as his eyes could see.

Well at the very least, he wouldn't have to deal with any humans anytime soon.

Fluffing his wings, Eviveru paused.

He knew where he'd start.

"Hey gods, divines, eldritch entities, what the fuck ever?"

Eviveru called out.

"You fucking suck."

Yep. That was a good way to start trying to save this place, and whatever shitheads lived here.

[that-blue-vault-dweller]

10 fandoms/10 characters/10 tags

Tagged by @simping-for-paladin-danse 💙💛

1. Fallout 4

The one and only Piper Wright 📝

2. Marvel

Captain Marvel... But only because I can't say both her and Black Widow, and Carol needs some more positivity going her way because she's so, so underrated 🥺💖💖💖

3. Far Cry 5

Grace Armstrong, but it's a hard competition between her, Jess Black, and Joey Hudson 🦅

4. Far Cry: New Dawn

Carmina Rye 🥺

5. Last of Us

Joel Miller, my man 💗

6. Descendants

Evie, my sweet spirit animal 💙💙💙

7. Batman: Arkham Series

The Batman. I'm a Batman fan all the way and he's my favorite DC superhero 🦇 RIP Kevin Conroy 😭

8. Uncharted

Chloe Frazer, but she's practically tied with Nadine Ross ❤️💙

9. God of War

Kratos 🥰 I love my big boi 💖

10. Red Dead Redemption II

Last but definitely not least is my one and only true love.... Arthur Morgan.

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Just so people don't get weirded out or anything and think somebody random is tagging them, this is one of my sideblogs and my main blog is @simwoman2002 and one of my perhaps more well-known side-blogs is @the-widow-sisters.

Also, all but one of the video game captures are mine 🥰