#from inheritance cycle?

[cs-cabin-and-crew]

So smol, so precious… tiny baby

[applejuucee]

[crustaceousfaggot]

Hey did anyone else read this scene as a kid and get hit with a sort of soul-deep primal longing that stuck with them well into adulthood

[bvckbiter]

ok honestly speaking i think one of the biggest roots of luke’s tragedy is that he’s not extraordinary by himself. he failed his quest, he as a child of hermes doesnt have any powers of his own (until diary of luke castellan, which was written and published by rick post-tlo, and even then it’s just lock-picking), his most striking overt ability is that he’s a good swordsman. everything else, he has no recourse but to earn through charisma then alliance then subterfuge. compare that to percy who’s written to be a force of nature unto himself, who is an immediate natural at arms, who has in-text yet to discover a limit to his power save for what he can imagine, who more or less has his father’s support. i cant even say that luke was dead from the beginning because the curse that broke may goes back entire decades before he was even born; he was dead before he was even conceived. the prophecy that shaped him into a monster is also the prophecy that turned him into a sacrifice

[ilostmypensandpaper]

As a kid I was so down for the idea of arya and eragon as a couple. Now as an adult I hope they never get together despite the fact they were developing feelings or whatever at the end

[notyourmusebby]

Father - Son together again 😌

[fuck-kirk]

I made a dragon bust. Thorn from the Inheritance Cycle was a definite inspo for this one.

[glbtrx]

Nasuada: what are those dead bodies doing here!?

Murtagh: honestly? Not much

[gingermintpepper]

Recently, I've been thinking a lot about lineage curses.

The line of Ouranos is infested with curses - generational malice that's sunk its claws in deep and cannot be cleansed. I think of it as a curse of love - an affliction that is something like a paternal equivalent to postpartum depression - the men of the line of Ouranos were, for a time, unable to bond with their children. Ouranos himself adored his wife but despised his children from the moment they were born. It was disgust perhaps. Or maybe plain fear. Or maybe there was no reason but a deep wrongfulness that he could only attribute to the birth of his new children. But he hated them and his hatred bred hatred. His hatred bred Kronos.

Kronos oddly, is the spitting image of his father. Why he would so exactly resemble the father he despised, who knows, but he married a goddess of the earth - the mirror image of his mother - he loved his wife and his people - the mirror image of his father - and, like that father, all his kindness and good sense died the moment he became a father. What was it about Ouranos' blood that made Kronos mimic even the method of torment? To lock his children away in the dark, cold emptiness of his stomach. To feed them the same doubts and fears that his brothers were fed as babes? What anguish paranoia must be to turn the Golden King into a shaking, spitting beast.

That, then, is the fate written deep in the blood of Zeus. Great king, destined to be overthrown by his children. Great king, doomed to live in fear of the son that would rend him limb from limb and scatter his sex to the ravens. Ah, but what is Zeus if not an enigma. That strange child fed on goat's manna and raised by his mother - is that the difference? That Zeus alone was showered in the hopes and dreams of his mother - that his father was nothing but a target to kill, an opponent for him to conquer. Is that why his curse of love mutated not to encompass his children but his lovers? What other name is there for he who eats his wife to gain her wisdom? What other name but cursed is he who pursues the stars until she becomes dead ground? And when he has a child who is his spitting image, dark eyed and blood-heeled, what can he do but hate?

(Zeus, at least, battles the demons in his blood on his own. Maybe that is the mother in him. Maybe that is why he swallowed Metis while she was still rich with their child. Maybe swallowing a mother restored that missing paternal hole all his father's line had simply been made without. Maybe that's what he tells himself when he looks upon his children and knows he's made things different for them, no matter how much he dreams of keeping them locked in a cool, dark place, pretty in display cases just for him. Maybe that's just his father in him.)

[umunschaas]

Just throwing a question in here since I know there are people here who read the Werecat AU; Anything (scenes, conversation topics, characters interacting etc.) you'd like to read? Or read more of?

I've got a few ideas but they are vague for now. Open for suggestions! (But no guarantees of course ... and yes I'll be working on a new chapter for side by side soon).

[calebsamor]

so obsessed im manifesting “your bf looks and acts exactly like grayson hawthorne minus the dead girlfriends”

[tonhalszendvics]

Apparently I want to annoy people, so how about this: closeted gay Eragon.

He knows that Arya is well out of his league, that's exactly why he keeps trying. He knows he'll never succeed. And until all the people around him think that he's hopelessly in love with her, they leave him alone, so he can discuss boys in peace with Saphira.

[mist-the-wannabe-linguist]

There has been only one time I saw my father angry. The weather was foul and he was late on his trip to the butcher's. I was terribly hungry. The dog was only a little bigger than me. Father found me on the floor, blood dripping from my beak, a sight probably not much different from wolves crouching over killed lambs that I have seen many times since. He rushed toward me and tore me away from the dead dog, demanding in a harsh voice to explain what have I done. I was not afraid, but the image of the man I knew was changed. I did not like it. I stood motionlessly, same as him, staring at him like he stared at the half-eaten corpse, until his shoulders sagged and he turned to me with a sigh. "No, it is wrong to blame you. I never explained to you why we eat only some animals. Please forgive me." He knelt on the floor and I carefully approached him until I was close enough for him to take my hand. I sat down even closer and let him wipe the blood off my beak. "Do you understand why I was angry?" His voice no longer held any anger. This was another lesson. Yes, I signed. Speaking required effort I was not in a state to make. You liked the dog. While he continued to clean my face, I stared at what I could see of the dog from behind his back. I recalled those speckled paws leaning against my father's chest to welcome him home every day. I had held no affection for the dog since it had always avoided me with clear distrust, but it had always been affectionate with father. And now all of that would be gone only due to my impatience. I signed again. I am sorry. My father paused and looked me in the eyes. "It's alright. I forgive you."

Thank you @eastern-lights for the corrections! (and sorry for the emotional damage I keep inflicting on you)

[crowsgrudge]

i kind of forgot how good the inheritance cycle is like no wonder i read all the four books in 2 weeks when i was 12. this is peak

[clarissaweasley-10]

Some TIG/TGG Incorrect Quotes cuz l'm bored (enjoyy :D)

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Grayson: I'm going to ask you to be respectful.

Lyra : I will politely decline.

Avery: All the snacks are gone Jameson: I am literally right here?

Hairdresser: How would you like your hair cut? Savannah: Preferably with scissors but a sword would be badass

Savannah: Don't worry I have a permit Rohan: This just says "I can do what I want" Gigi : Are you listening to me? Grayson: nods Gigi : What did I just say? Grayson: nods Gigi : …

Lyra: BE A BETTER PERSON! Grayson: WHY?! Lyra: BECAUSE SOMEONE NEEDS TO HAVE MORALS IN THIS RELATIONSHIP, AND IT SURE AS FUCK AIN'T GONNA BE ME, SWEETHEART!

Jameson falls over Nash: Jameson! Are you alright? Jameson: Is that you, God? Nash: What? Jameson: It's just, you sound a lot more like Nash than I expected.

Jameson: You need to be more careful! Grayson, who was dragged into Jameson's issue: Careful? CAREFUL?! I'LL CAREFULLY WRAP MY HANDS AROUND YOUR THROAT-

Grayson: My back hurts. Xander, walking into the room: Take the spine out.

Xander: Onion rings are vegetable donuts. Nash, used to Xander being dumb: Sure… Xander: Your stomach thinks all potatoes are mashed. Nash: Okay? Xander: Lasagna is spaghetti flavored cake. Nash: Xander: Lobsters are mermaid scorpio- Nash: Jesus, that one is a little- Jameson, interested: No, no, Xander, keep going.

Avery: Who's in charge here? Jameson, shrugging: Usually whoever yells the loudest.

Avery : Do you know the ABCs of first aid? Jameson: A. Bone. Coming.out of the skin is very bad.

[thearunadragon]

Hrothgar, Day One: Who are you and what are you doing here

Eragon: *compliments Orik*

Hrothgar, Day Two: (addressing crowd) …so this is my son, Eragon-