#gadri??? or something

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Pedri and Gavi - 2023/24 Home Kit

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i think y’all need to realize that the shippers don’t care if fermin posts the same basic things for gavi bc these ppl don’t give a damn about fermin and gavi’s friendship. nobody knew it even existed 1 yr ago. i’m sorry but it’s crazy to compare the gadri craze with fermin and gavi or gavi and anyone else.

and putting gavi and pedri on a pedestal is something everyone is guilty of. even us here or the most generic and objective barca news accounts make a huge deal out of their interactions, and treat them differently than the rest. they’re just held to different standards i guess

That's because they're our favourite two players so their interactions are held more dearly than the rest and that's normal. What's not normal tho is that we fixate on it and start villainizing either of them if they don't meet some weird ass expectations regarding how they interact with each other.

[talldarkandroguesome]

23rd Entry in Coldharbour

Tel and I had a very long discussion about who we should choose.

Perhaps discussion is not quite the right word. It was certainly headed towards a full argument as things progressed.

I do not take lightly the decision of life and death. Even less so when it is the lives of two powerful and useful mages.

Tel was ready to side with Gadris as soon as the word experience was uttered. Nevermind that Gadris himself said that Zur’s knowledge and skills would be invaluable as well. Nevermind that tone of love and respect in his voice as he spoke of his fondness for Zur. I knew that look, that tone, that feeling. I have one I have grown to love as well. Though his fur is brown, not white like Zur’s is. How I miss my Daelekil’s blue eyes, his soothing purr, his playful tail gestures.

All Tel could hear was Gadris being self sacrificing and Zur saying he did not wish to choose himself over another. After so many months with the Clan I would have thought that Tel would have learned more about Khajiit culture and mannerisms. At least learned to let go of that narrow Dunmeri way of thinking that only mer could be truly knowledgeable because we have the “proper” amount of time to study and learn and master. As if Khajiit do not learn faster and dive more intensely into their studies.

Zur said they would both do great things, this I agreed with. But as soon as Tel began saying that they thought battle magicka and destruction were better skills for preserving, I knew I had to prove all over again to one of my fellow Dunmer the merit of non-mer lives. Tel went on and on about tactics and direct confrontation and the usefulness of destruction in a war. I argued that if it was simply a matter of a mage being able to use destruction, then they already had one with them, after all, I can use magicka, I am apparently a mage, I make frontal attacks.

Tel tried to destroy my argument by saying that Zur was an alchemist and so was I, so it was a redundant skill. This was infuriating! I pointed out that I was mostly versed in poisons and their remedies. That other than that I only knew the usual sorts of potions. Zur, on the other hand, was a master of transmutation. Something I did not even know how to begin to go about. I outlined all the important ways that it could be used. To shrink enemies to easily capturable or defeatable sizes, or to move stealthily around a position, or even to rescue prisoners. I made sure to point out the importance of a great variety of skills.

I tried to remind Tel that this was not a typical pitched battle scenario. Molag Bal was not going to meet with Vanus Galerion to pick when and where in Coldharbour to draw the lines. We needed alternative tactics as much as possible. We were at a disadvantage here. Our forces were scattered, and many captured or killed, before we even had a chance to fight. Daedra could come back time and time again. We have all the odds stacked against us and if we have any hope of survival and success here, we needed to rely on something other than a direct and open attack. It had not gotten the Fighter’s Guild members far. They had been captured almost immediately.

Tel conceded somewhat to my point, but said that we should use a different factor to decide. Then launched immediately into contributions to the world after we won.

I was frustrated all over again. This was more of that same close-minded thinking, disguised as objective thought. It all came down to the same thing again, lifespan. As though that is the whole sum measure of your life!

Exasperated, I said it would make more sense to leave things to chance and let the Spinner choose for us. Tel looked upset, but ultimately agreed that that was the route we should take, given our disagreement. Tel took out a coin and flipped it in the air as I called it.

We found Zur and informed him of our decision. He said he and Gadris would prefer not to here what the result of our decision was. That it was better that whoever was to survive would find out once they were back to themselves. Tel started to make apologies for having to decide to end one of their lives and tried to assure them nothing was personal and that we had decided it was more fair to use chance.

The pair told us to hurry up. They were clearly not going to be able to hold on much longer. Then Gadris let us know that the Overseer responsible for their condition was just in the next room with his constructs, guarding the machine responsible for their current state.

I cannot pretend that a bit of fear grasped me. Not that I was sure if it could be done to Tel and I as it had been to them, given our current souless nature. But it was best to avoid the position that would allow us to find out.

We knew that we had to grab the crystal powering the machine and as we entered the room, we saw that it was being guarded by Dwemer spiders and the Overseer.

I launched a distraction with my shades before sneaking up on the Overseer from behind. Tel made short work of the constructs as I began my assault on the Daedra. Working together it did not take long for the surprised Daedra to fall dead before us.

As we got closer we saw that the crystal was actually one of Meridia’s lights! A lucky find for us all around. Gadris and Zur quickly shouted out instructions on how to use the rods and the crystal and the switches. We powered the machine up and watched as two souls were ripped apart from the body. Their writhing, twisted forms a testament to the true pain they suffered. Tel and I exchanged glances. Neither wanted to be the one to flip the switch.

Gadris and Zur exchanged their final farewells. They spoke of how much they cared for one another. As soon as they had finished, I took Tel’s hand and I pulled the lever with their hand in mine. We could share the responsibility. Share that burden of guilt. But time was crucial.

The machine emitted a great white light, nearly blinding. 

When it was finished, we powered the machine down, retrieving the Light of Meridia. And then turned. Zur stood looking down at his hands. He said it was strange for his head to be so quiet. So empty. So lonely.

I put a hand on his shoulder and whispered in Ta’agra that Gadris loved him. He nodded and told me that he knew the mer’s thoughts and therefore knew the feelings were there. And he seemed to take comfort in the fact that he had changed from his time sharing their minds. That he had retrained some knowledge and memories of Gadris’. That such things would remain with him.

We made our way out a back door. We looked down over a drop where some of a room’s floor had been blasted away, likely some sort of balcony. Zur teleported himself down. I followed suit, then looked up at Tel and said I would be there, so they should just jump into my arms. Tel climbed halfway down before taking me up on the offer.

Zur was looking tired and so we found a safe area behind the side of the laboratory, out of sight, to make our camp. I feel as though we have been finding victories. I just hope they are not too small.

[gadrykagamine]

Returning to my style (horns and flowers) with MASASHI Do you like it? It has been a while since I did something like this ^^);; ▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼ #MASASHI #jupiter #Versailles #gadry #fanart #crossover #pencil

[squadron-of-damned-writes]

Chapters: 20/21 Fandom: Elder Scrolls Online, Elder Scrolls Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lyris Titanborn & Abnur Tharn, Lyris Titanborn/Sai Sahan, Varen Aquilarios/Clivia Tharn, Zamarak/Khamira, The Silvenar/The Green Lady, Prefect Calo & Abnur Tharn, Gadris/Zur (Elder Scrolls) Characters: Lyris Titanborn, Abnur Tharn, Minor Original Characters - Character, Other Character Tags to Be Added, Sai Sahan, Varen Aquilarios, Clivia Tharn, Indaenir (Elder Scrolls), Gwaering, Cadwell (Elder Scrolls), Zamarak (Elder Scrolls), Prefect Calo, Khamira (Elder Scrolls), The Silvenar, The Green Lady, Razum-dar (Elder Scrolls), Zur (Elder Scrolls), Mannimarco (Elder Scrolls), Khunzar-ri, Gadris (Elder Scrolls), Iachesis (Elder Scrolls) Additional Tags: Recovery, Fire, Post-Canon Fix-It, Bickering, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Don't copy to another site, Violence, Depression, Blood and Injury, Humor, Bathtub Sex, This is not the porn you're looking for, Bathing/Washing, Undead, Canon-Typical Violence, Light Angst, Magic Theory, Soulmates, Friends In Denial to Actual Friends, Trust, nobody has their shit together, False Identity Chapter summary: Cadwell is brave, everybody except Lyris has something important to do, a daedric bastard is a bed, and time is running out. Obligatory Excerpt:

“I am leaving to find that reflection of the lunar lattice of yours, already I know it is going to be the worst trip of my life, so I thought I'd at least say farewell.”

Cadwell's eyebrows to a curious wave as he turns his head to give Tharn a good look. “Surely you jest. You always run off without saying a word.”

Tharn's expression sours. “Alright, Zamarak thought I ought to say farewell and threatened me with very descriptive physical violence if I didn't, and since I am at it, I am not going to leave you out of it.”

[talldarkandroguesome]

22nd Entry in Coldharbour

So much has come to pass. Tel and I journeyed on long and hard through Daedra infested lands, over jagged rocks and broken scorched ground, and up twisted paths of stone.

It was there we met a Dunmer mage who seemed to be talking to him. Tel and I figured the poor mer had lost his mind the way he was arguing with himself, until he turned into a Khajiit alchemist.

I must say, it was almost as great a shock as it was an unbelievable story. Yet we could see the proof of it being true as they went back and forth. They had teleported in with the Mage’s Guild’s invasion but found themselves out here. Soon enough they were taken prisoner by Daedra and experimented on in such a way that their souls were fused. Not only that, there were others that had arrived and been experimented on as well. Yet only the two of them had survived.

All of it was very strange. And very sad.

We agreed to help and were set off to find Zur, the alchemist’s notes and ingredients. Gadris, the Dunmer, complained that it was Zur’s tinkering with Dwemer devices that had caused the notes to be scattered about. So we went around and collected them up along with the ingredients. 

With Zur’s deft skills the potion was crafted to change us small enough to slip through the hole in the rubble that blocked the path into the laboratory that could un-fuse Zur and Gadris’ souls. I was not too keen on being shrunk down through alchemy, but there was little time to be wasted on apprehension. If it killed us, we would be back again. But remaining fused to one another was killing Zur and Gadris, who might not return from such a death. Even Zur was saying he was losing track of whose thoughts were whose inside his head. It was clear that if we stalled it would mean that we would lose them. Galdris assured us that the potion would definitely work properly. I made a note to speak to Zur after we got them out of here in order to learn some new potions from him.

As soon as we drank the foul tasting potions, however, we shrunk. Well, not so much shrunk as were transformed into small primates. Some sort of dwarf monkey or another. I must admit my ignorance to the exact species from the western bestiary that we inhabited. I will spare the details as to what happens to the body of a mer becoming a monkey or of a monkey becoming a mer once more. It is best to forget that experience.

To be in such strange forms Tel and I would be able to easily traverse our way through the rubble and into the laboratory proper. That did mean that we found ourselves in a pile of our clothing and weapons. We grabbed what we knew we would need most and hurried into the collapsed hallway. It did not take long once we had navigated through the pile of stone ceiling and fallen pipes to the other side before we returned to our regular bodies once more. We started to dress once more when Gadris teleported in with the rest of our belongings.

We thanked him and he explained about what we needed to do next. He walked us through the rods we needed to forge and how to forge them. Working together, we fought through Dwemer constructs and what I can only imagine were the products of the Daedric experiments. Undead or rabid beings, likely once mortal. It was hard to tell from their appearances. They certainly behaved like the ravenous, hungry zombies that we experienced on the battlefield with the Daggers.   

We managed to gather the ores and void salts and corrupted blood. Then I created a blaze in the forge for Tel to use. I maintained the heat of the fire with my flames. Gadris stayed just out of sight nearby, directing us as he could.

When we presented the rods to Gadris and then asked what the next step was, he mentioned a crystal that was the power source to use the mechanism that would undo everything. Then he very frankly, completely casually, mentioned that the result of un-fusing them would be that only one of them would survive.

Tel and I tried to ask if there was anything that could be done, but they assured us that it was something the two of them had discussed between them and had agreed that it was better that one of them survived than neither of them did.

It was obvious that neither Gadris nor Zur were doing very well. They were clearly in excruciating pain. They also asked that we choose which of them would survive.

Tel and I stepped slightly away to have our discussion. Gadris telling us to hurry because they did not have much time remaining. I only hope that we can come to a decision quickly.