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crazylittlejester · 10 months ago

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Faded Sun (click for link to ao3)

Summary: Nightmares weren’t an uncommon occurrence in the life of a hero. However, Time didn’t anticipate how rattled he would be after being forced to face the reality of how badly war had impacted someone he cares so much about. (or: Time, with his adult eyes and current understanding of life, sees Warriors from the end of the War of Eras and is able to for the first time really see just how different he was and just how far he’s come in the past few years)

Time snapped out of his nightmare without a sound, both eyes flying wide open as his breath caught in his throat and his entire body tensed up in fear. The image of the captain’s dead body laying on the ground in a pool of his own blood beneath the moon’s sickening grin was burnt into his vision. He didn’t even know what it was that had killed his brother, there had been no one but the two of them on a large empty plain as the moon sped towards them and the ground trembled beneath his feet.

He’d felt so small, so WRONG, and his hands had looked so tiny as he’d tried to roll over his brother and wake him up, just to be met with cloudy, empty eyes. The captain’s face had looked thin and pale, and the worst part of it all was that he’d hardly looked different from how he had that last year of the war, the only real difference was that his soft blue eyes were glazed over.

Time couldn’t see, for some reason. He was awake but all he could see was the captain dead in the grass and he could still feel the warmth of the man’s KID’S. Hylia, the captain was so young, he was just a child… blood all over the front of him. Tears welled up in his eyes and he blinked furiously, not allowing himself to draw in a breath lest he let out a sob with the exhale.

Something moving his head startled him fully back to reality, and his heart skipped a beat before he realized his face was resting on someone’s chest and the warmth he felt pressed up against him was another person.

Right. He’d fallen asleep curled up against Warriors last night. Time wasn’t covered in the captain’s blood, that feeling was coming from his brother’s warm, living body. He WAS alive, because Time’s head rose and fell with every steady, deep breath that Warriors took. His brother was fine, the captain was safe, it had only been a nightmare.

Nightmares of Termina had plagued him, frequently, and while the dreams still terrified him, they’d slowed as he’d grown older. But that damned face in the moon still scared him to death when it tormented his unconscious mind, and he found himself having to look up to the sky for assurance. It was a quiet, cloudless night, and even with the trees and their leaves overhead, Time didn’t find it too difficult to spot what he was looking for amongst the twinkling stars. Seeing the crescent was usually enough these days to calm him, but tonight it soothed only half of his fears. He hadn’t seen Warriors like that since the war, that sickly looking and thin. It’d rattled him more than he ever thought it would.

Time slowly allowed himself to start breathing again out of fear that if he didn’t he’d pass out, ignoring the way he could hear his blood rushing in his ears. He felt so incredibly dizzy from lack of air, but he didn’t let the fact that his lungs were burning allow him to take large gasping breaths, instead forcing himself to breathe as close to normal as he could manage. He didn’t want to wake the captain, he didn’t want to move a single muscle because he knew his brother would fuss and worry over him if he were awake. It was rare that Warriors got deep, uninterrupted sleep, Time couldn’t take this from him. He couldn’t let his problems trouble the captain anymore, he was an adult now.

Warriors had given up so much for him, taking care of Time when he was no more than a child soldier himself. He’d been the closest thing Time had to a father since the Great Deku Tree, he’d been there for him every time he needed him during the damned war. Every scraped knee, every nightmare, every breakdown, every laugh, every cry, every moment of joy. The captain had been at his side through everything, selfless and strong, and Time had been too young to realize the full extent of everything his dear brother was suffering through. He’d been too young to realize Warriors was just a kid too.

Though he hadn’t been completely blind to the way the captain had deteriorated throughout the course of the war. He hadn’t been oblivious to how his cheekbones became more and more prominent, and how he could feel his brother’s ribs and spine too easily every time he’d been able to hug him, but part of him had needed so desperately to believe the captain every time he lied and said he was okay. Part of Time needed the stability of a false promise, because he’d needed to believe he was safe in a way he hadn’t felt in years.

But he hadn’t been stupid, he knew his brother was unwell, although seeing him every single day, Time hadn’t realized exactly just how bad the captain had gotten. He’d only been able to recognize whether or not his brother looked worse or better than he had the prior week. He’d been so close to him and spent so much time with him he hadn’t been able to realize that the boy he’d met at the start of the war had faded into someone completely unrecognizable, and he hadn’t fully realized how terrifying of a rock bottom the captain had hit. Not until tonight. Not until his more recent memories of his brother were fresh in his mind and he’d been confronted with just how much Warriors had actually healed in the years it’d been since the war.

His captain, the brother he’d looked up to, the person he’d told Malon all about for the past twenty years, the young man he’d adored…

Time wasn’t even aware of how his fingers gripped the fabric of Warrior’s tunic a little tighter.

His brother had been his hero then, he’d been his whole world. Not in the same way the soldiers looked to the captain and saw a hero, not in the same way the people of Hyrule were able to call him ‘Hero’ as a means to dehumanize him enough so it would be easier to separate themselves from the reality that all the pressure they were putting on the captain had been dropped onto the shoulders of a child. No, Time had looked at him and seen nothing but safety, love, and assurance. Stability amidst the chaos and violence of war. The captain had been everything to him then.

Warriors still was. He was everything. He was Time’s unofficial second in command, steady and reliable as always whenever Time needed him. He wasn’t the whole world, he was the sun, providing warmth and comfort, shining on the others and highlighting their strengths, laughing loud and bright with the most obnoxious jokes.

But he was also just a man. And before that, just a child. During the war he’d been hurting and suffering and pushing it all down, trying to stay positive and upbeat, and Time hadn’t even been able to realize how deep his brother’s pain went. He hadn’t realized how sick and how frail the captain had grown… He hadn’t been able to see how bad it had gotten, how close to death his brother had been worked, how physically affected by his mental health Warriors had been…

That corpse he’d rolled over in the grass in his nightmare... It had been so easy for his mind to conjure his brother dead because he’d seen him with practically one foot in the grave for months, and yet he hadn’t been able to SEE that. He hadn’t been able to HELP. He’d just been useless…

One day, perhaps soon, they’d have to part again. He’d have to LEAVE him again…

The image of his brother’s dead body filled his mind again and the need to REALLY check on Warriors, to see him okay with his own eye became too overwhelming. This time, Time couldn’t stop himself from sitting bolt upright. If Wild up on watch had any reaction to the speed at which he rose, not a word was said.

With his head now tilted down, Time was painfully aware of how his tears were blurring his vision. Beneath him, Warriors made a soft sound of confusion as he stirred, and Time cursed at himself. He was being selfish AGAIN, he’d woken up his brother.

By the time he’d successfully blinked away his tears so he could see again, the captain had woken a little more, and when Time looked back down he found sleepy blue eyes staring up at him.

The immediate relief that flooded into him when he saw his brother’s face made him feel a bit pathetic. He wasn’t staring at sunken eyes or deathly pale skin, Warriors’s sharp cheekbones had healthy padding over them now that Time knew his brother had worked hard to get back. There was color back in his face, weight back on his frame, and he was breathing. He wasn’t dead, he WAS breathing. It was a nightmare, Warriors was alive and he was recovering from his trauma. He was getting healthier. He’d made so much PROGRESS.

“Sprite?”

He felt so incredibly awful for waking the captain up. He was being so stupid. He wasn’t a child anymore, he was acting ridiculous.

“Hey, you’re crying.”

Warriors’s gentle voice pulled him out of his thoughts just before his brother’s hand reached up and brushed a tear off his cheek with a careful thumb. The captain’s eyebrows were furrowed in concern as he searched his face, looking for any signs of Time’s discomfort or pain.

He hadn’t realized how fast his heart had still been pounding against his chest until he felt it start to slow down. The warmth of his brother’s hand against his face spread through him and he let out a shaky exhale. Twenty years later, those soft blue eyes still promised stability and love. Twenty years later, the captain still made him feel safe.

“Nightmare?” Warriors asked softly, letting his hand drop from Time’s face so he could prop himself up on an elbow. He was blinking rather slowly and his breathing was deep and calm. If Time tried, he could probably successfully get his brother back to sleep.

He hummed in acknowledgment as he nodded his answer.

“Wanna talk about it?” The captain fought hard to get through his sentence before yawning.

“Just the same old stuff, I’ll be alright,” Time told him, letting out a breath in relief when his sleepy brother accepted that as enough of an answer. Warriors didn’t need to know how much he worried about him. He didn’t need to know how clearly Time now saw just how far he’d come.

He DID deserve to be told how proud of him Time was, and how much he loved him. And that he DID tell the captain.

“Mmm, I love you, too,” Warriors mumbled as his arm slid out from underneath him and he flopped back against his bedroll with another yawn, letting his eyes drift halfway shut. “An’ I’m proud of ya. Very proud.”

He couldn’t help but smile, and then laugh quietly when his reaction earned him a crooked smile from the captain as his eyes drifted all the way closed.

Warriors was just awake enough to make an annoyed little sound as he opened his arms to the sides in a gesture Time could only guess was a demand for him to lay back down, so he did, resting his head where it had been earlier and throwing an arm around the captain’s middle. His brother wiggled around a bit underneath him, shimmying downwards until he was able to rest his cheek on the top of Time’s head.

“You could’ve just asked me to move if that’s what you wanted,” Time whispered, rolling his eye.

“Mmm, yes, but… that’s words, an’ that’s… work,” Warriors grumbled, and Time didn’t have to see his brother’s face to know he was probably pouting.

“Go back to sleep, Captain,” he said softly, shifting so he was more comfortably pressed against his big brother. This close to him, he could smell the faint scent of oranges coming from Warriors and breathed in the comfort it brought him. The sweet smell of the fruit seemed to almost always cling to the captain. Time had a theory it was because he always brushed his hands off on his tunics after peeling them.

His brother mumbled something against the top of his head that Time couldn’t even hear and he wrapped his arms around him, burying one hand in his hair as the captain held him close. Almost exactly the same way he had when Time had gone and woken him up with his nightmares all those years ago.

It didn’t take much longer after that for Warriors to fall back to sleep.

Time himself was not so lucky. He lay awake for the rest of the night, holding on tightly to his dear captain who slept on, oblivious of his worries.

#hey would you look at that i wrote a fic where wars is quite literally completely fine #like literally he could not be better #look at him go #wow #linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu warriors #lu wars #lu time #jes talks #jes fic

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inkskinned · 7 months ago

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"don't make it political!" .... what proportion of death and suffering must occur before politics are involved. if this isn't political, what is even the point of any politics, ever. of democracy. the words are "by the people for the people." if i am going to be left alone by my elected representatives to "figure it out" - to undergo damage, hardship, fear. what the fuck did i elect them for. what was their job. the entire point is that they handle this shit. this is why we were supposed to be electing leaders.

poverty is political. misogyny is political. gun control is political. climate change is political. how much aid a community gets is political. what the fuck are you talking about. it's been political this whole fucking time.

#to be deleted probably #i think aid should be REQUIRED to be bipartisan #ppl shouldn't suffer bc of how they vote. sorry. i'm never gonna be like ''ah yah x area deserves it''#..... they're people. they're human people. what the fuck is wrong with you.#this is nonspecific bc it's the same argument every time it involves things the right wing could have prevented #oh she died in childbirth bc of abortion laws? well nows not the time to make it #well he died bc his boss made him work during the tornado? well let's not make this #ohhh they died in a school shooting? thoughts and prayers let's all not make #there's a big fucking natural disaster that is strong evidence for oncoming ecological collapse?#welllllllll leTS NOT MAKE IT FUCKING POLITICAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11 #WHEN WAS THE TIME???????????#PREVENTION HAS ALWAYS BEEN BETTER THAN WOUND CARE.#> stabs u . oh sorry that wasn't political #but also good luck in the hospital good luck with insurance good luck with medicine #good luck with disability support good luck w/ur job and taking time off good lucK!!!#refusing to allow politics into the matter means they get to shrug their shoulders and absolutely #refuse any fucking ACCOUNTABILITY #THEN WHAT WAS THE JOB FOR??? WHY DID I GIVE THEM THIS JOB???#WHAT IS LITERALLY THE POINT OF ELECTED OFFICIALS

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vaguely-concerned · 6 months ago

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thinking about not only the specific people lucanis pulls in to represent the 'locks' in his psyche, but the storytelling that happens in the structure/order of them. the underlying ideas are presented something like:

the lucanis who went into the ossuary never came back out again; he died down there (the boy caterina raised is gone forever) -> you're putting yourself in danger doing this (by being close to me), you should leave because I can't bear it if you get hurt because of me -> it doesn't matter even if we do try this, it won't work anyway (again because of me) ('you know what he's like, you can open the door but he won't walk through it' :'( oofie doofie) -> what if the real secret is that there was never anything but the monster in here from the beginning. you should leave, there was never anything here worth saving in the first place. (implicitly: what if I deserved what happened, all along.)

it runs pretty cleanly from outward-oriented attachment anxiety ('caterina won't even want me back like this, she won't recognize me (the same way I no longer recognize myself)) and gradually deeper inwards until we reach self-image and self worth. or you know, the harrowing basic lack of it lol.

"careful -- they'll know we're not right," spite says in one of their first scenes... but clearly, some very deep part of lucanis has feared or suspected for much longer than that that there's something inherently not right at the core of him, way before any demon entered the picture. and the voice he gives those lines to is the person who should know him better than anyone in the world, who he has loved more than anyone in the world -- and who deliberately chose to hurt him so horrifically anyway. 'It's better if I'm just a monster and deserved what happened than it is to allow for the idea that the brother I love doesn't really exist and maybe never did'. it's better if he's fundamentally flawed in some way that needed fixing to help him survive, and that's why caterina chose to hurt him again and again -- out of love. (this one I think he might have a very sad wakeup call on one day if he ever ends up with the responsibility and care of a child of his own in some way and realizes just how alien the idea of ever intentionally hurting them for any reason is to him. oh buddy. also interesting that he keeps caterina as the outermost lock -- there IS a distance he keeps there that he hasn't with illario. he doesn't resent her 'anymore' he says, but he also keeps her carefully further away from his deepest self.)

as far as I could tell the only note in the mind prison that's fully hidden and needs to be uncovered is the sad painful helpless stupid little truth that even after all this, even knowing what happened... he still loves his brother. is there anything illario could ever do that would make lucanis completely stop loving him, do you think? sometimes the trouble with unconditional love is that it is, well. unconditional, even when some terms and conditions probably would have been in order haha.

that's the pattern you see there again and again; he would rather destroy and abandon and imprison himself at every turn than let go of love, even when it's just scraps, even when there's only ever enough of it to hurt him. it's only when rook shows up and as it were takes his hand and walks along with him that he can entertain the idea of changing the story of what walking out the door might mean in the end.

#tl;dr the demon is a metaphor about dissociation and trauma and it's doing its job thematically fucking pitch perfectly that way the end #dragon age #dragon age: the veilguard #dragon age: the veilguard spoilers #dragon age spoilers #lucanis dellamorte #dragon age meta #this mission is like ds9 the wire in terms of episodes you really can examine from a thousand different angles #and find something new and soulcrushingly sad every time. exactly my kind of episode in other words #whenever people say there's nothing to him but coffee and spite jokes some small part of me goes 'oh I'm so incredibly sorry!#it must be really hard and so impractical to go through life without being able to read :'( get better soon'#is that very nice of me. perhaps not. is the writing here *perfect*? of course not. but some people are also dedicated to being #wilfully blind (presumably b/c they would have preferred to see something else?? idk man)#lucanis' reaction to taash going 'I'm sorry I'm such a bad crow :'('... he could NEVER do what caterina did with him no matter what #you just can't use him like that. he needs the clean family/enemy/contract distinction or you just break him!!!#caterina literally what are you thinking. every day I ask myself this. (probably 'the only other option that keeps the seat in the family #is illario. so that's right out of course' lmao)#god forbid it happen anytime soon if it should happen b/c there's Stuff that needs working through first lol but he'd be such a soft dad

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lygma-nygma · 1 year ago

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Being a batfam fan is funny because people will make a post like “here’s my headcanon-“ and it’s just something that’s directly canon to the story then post about major canon events and get everything wrong.

#this post was inspired by me remembering the experience of reading death in the family #after only knowing the fanbase version and realizing oh none of that shit happened okay #like girl you don’t understand it’s so bad #Jason wasn’t even fired as Robin #He’s not accused of murdering anyone by Bruce #He’s not trying to prove himself at all he’s just looking for his mom #The reason Bruce didn’t go after him right away is because he was tracking down a goddamn nuke the Joker stole #Then after he finds it and handles the problem he helps Jason track down moms 2 and 3 #Also Jason died in like 20 minutes?? even less??#He died in less time than it took his mother to smoke a cigarette #Bruce literally went ‘wait here I’ll be right back’ and was gone for less time than a trip to the grocery store #and then you go into the Jason Todd tag and they act like Bruce pulled the damn trigger on him #Like besties I don’t know how to tell you this he basically did everything right he possibly could have #Even him benching Jason from Robin temporarily happens so that he can get Jason into therapy about his trauma #Like the whole point is that neither of them did anything wrong bad shit just sometimes happens #That’s the tragedy. The drama.#Bruce couldn’t have made better choices in the position he was in and Jason was never going to make different ones #It was inevitable #Anyway rant over please read death in the family before I lose my mind #batfam #batman #jason todd #tim drake #dick grayson #damian wayne #bruce wayne

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simswoon · 19 days ago

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Old flames (Lennon is the green dialogue and Theo is the white)

previous // next // beginning

Lennon: Holy shit. Theo?

Theo: In the flesh. You look… wow. It’s really good to see you, Len.

Lennon: You, too.

Theo: So what’s the occasion? Music? Vacation? Running from something?

Lennon: Can’t it be all three?

Theo (laughs): Sounds about right.

Lennon: What about you?

Theo: I’ve been here a bit. Bouncing between gigs, filming, pretending I’ve got a plan.

Lennon (Teases): So nothing’s changed?

Theo: Yeah, but it used to be more fun when you were around to roll your eyes at me.

Theo: I keep up with your mom. And Hendrix. Didn’t know you were in Tomarang.

Lennon: Wasn’t planning to be. Things just… unraveled.

Theo: Yeah. Life’s been doing that a lot lately.

Lennon: You really still talk to my mom?

Theo: More than I should, probably. She sends pictures. Updates.

Theo: Listen… you wanna get out of here?

Lennon: Thought you’d never ask.

#I had to go with a different dialogue style because I could not get the screenies I wanted or liked #Im sorry #we'll be back to the normal way #sims 4 #I wanted ya'll to see his face because he looks so handsome but I could not get a good angle #I didn't use half the poses I made because It started to irritate me that i couldn't get exactly what I had in my mind #sims 4 legacy #sims 4 gameplay #gen2 #sbl gen2 #struck by love legacy #struck by love #struckbylovelegacy #ts4 #sim: lennon marlowe #sim: theo kim #I MISSED THIS GORGEOUS MAN SO MUCH #I fucking hate these but whateverrrrrrr #im taking a little break again #and im having a gshade crisis #and I need to organize and recategorize my cc #and lennon's head is big #or maybe theo's head is small....#if ya'll want you can ask for a better picture of theo :3 #Theo is way taller than her... he just slouches #like when i make poses for them she's at -0.50 and he's at 1.35 #i actually haven't even gameplayed this yet....#dialogue is kinda ehhh but my creativity is just gone #god im literally so unhappy with these #but if I focus on it anymore I might cry so... we move on

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sthilarions · 1 month ago

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On the one hand yes making Charles relive his trauma was a dick move and also she was an antagonist for nearly the whole season, but I don’t think we give the Night Nurse enough credit for going “no hard feelings about beating the heck out of me and feeding me to a giant fish”

I mean, she was fine, yes. But a) Charles didn’t mean for her to be, that was fully a murder attempt and more importantly b) her being fine wasn’t a foregone conclusion even from her point of view. As far as I can tell if Kashi hadn’t happened to be there she would have spent the next few hundred years stuck in the belly of a fish, which is fucked up, tbh.

But she gets out and finds them and is basically just like “no worries about the fish thing, let’s get you on to Heaven, spit spot” and then when she realizes things are hinky and not going as planned she does Charles a FAVOR. And not a small one! One that could probably get her in a lot of trouble! One that puts her and her life’s work in danger! Because Charles asked her to and Charles looks very polite! When her only previous interaction with him was him attempting her premeditated murder!

Like. It’s no wonder Charles immediately assigns her a semi-affectionate nickname even though by all rights he should want to murder her again for trying to take Edwin to Hell. She’s possibly the first authority figure that not only wants the best for him, he actively and deliberately harmed her and she STILL wants the best for him.

#I feel like even when NN gets appreciation it’s just for following the better side of her principles instead of the worse #and helping save Edwin #but it’s pretty important context that she does that AFTER Charles t literally tries to kill her #dead boy detectives #the night nurse #the night nurse dbd #charles rowland #mine #I use the word ‘premeditated’ loosely here but he came up with a multi-step plan for her death and executed it #when there wasn’t even a physical altercation going on #like! I’m not saying he was Bad for doing that. it was reasonable tbh in the very extenuating circumstances #but the fact that SHE could tell it didn’t make him Bad is kinda staggering

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chiyana · 26 days ago

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Stephanie: I just can't believe I fumbled him! He's so cute and smart, and he likes fast cars and drives like a maniac, and he's got that mean little sense of humor that's kinda hot, and we never had sex and I know we joke about him being the virgin wonder, but I know, I KNOW if given the chance he'd take being good in bed just as seriously as he does everything, he'd eat me out like his life depended on it, and I just totally botched it! Like I know we had some issues and he's a control freak and I'm kinda possessive, but we could have worked it out if I hadn't just thrown it all away! And for WHAT? For BATMAN? Batman isn't going to fuck me until I can't feel my own legs and then order me takeout from my favorite Indian place Cass!

Cass, who is incapable of seeing Tim in a romantic/sexual context but has had to listen to Stephanie talk about it for the past hour because she asked what was wrong and has been spending the last fifteen minutes debating throwing herself out the nearest window or nerve-striking Stephanie: mm-hm.

#stephanie brown #cass wayne #I like to think Stephanie routinely needs to remind herself why she and Tim didn't work out #like there's legitimate reasons on both sides why they ended badly #but against her better judgement she still thinks he's hot #and she can't help having occasional spirals over having fumbled him #tim is completely oblivious to this #cass is in pain #to be clear #a lot of people (if they knew she does this)#think she's fucking lost it #like that guy? THAT GUY is your biggest regret?#that's the guy you're losing sleep over??#meanwhile an almost equal number of people are nodding along in complete understanding #anyway I listened to 'Espresso' by sabrina carpenter finally #and all I could think of was Stephanie hearing that song and thinking of Tim #specifically as Tim singing it to her #and just having a mini-breakdown about it #cass is standing at the edge of the room petting her with a broom going 'there there'#metaphorically but also maybe literally

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funsizedshark · 1 month ago

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this point has been made before but santos and langdon are 100% written as mirrors to each other and if santos had been a man there would have been 15000000 meta posts about his snark and impulsivity being a cover for deep-seated emotional issues and his childhood but since santos is a woman she's a huge bitch who needs to get humbled. which by the way has already happened multiple times over the course of the past 10 episodes but i guess to appease the masses foaming at the mouth to see a woman crucified we need a full scene of idk robby yelling at her that shes a fuckup in front of the entire ER

#the pitt #DONT PISS ME OFFFF #trinity santos #they dont get you like i do.........#literally she and langdon act the exact same about patients #they give slightly offensive nicknames and whine about the boring cases and are not very good team players #you could also argue that langdon is older and should know better!!!#but santos annoys him because she's so much like him and he cant stand that!#dont get me wrong. i think javadi and whitaker should get to rib her and/or trip her in the hallway one time each because she IS mean #and the nicknames are mean!#but you ppl need to learn how to be normal about mean women!!!!!#she fits the asshole with a heart of gold trope down to a t but since shes not a man people cant stand her i hate it here #captain's log #what annoys me the most i think is ppl saying that she doesnt have empathy when she was out there threatening to kill a pedo.... be serious

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sesamenom · 1 year ago

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Gil-galad Variations, featuring all the gil galad theories i've encountered.

[Most recent version: LINK]

#silm #silmarillion #gil galad #gil galad son of plothole #<- best tag lol #personally i like the maglor theory #son of lalwen is probably my second favorite?#also that would make him the 16th known finwean grandkid #the aegnor/andreth peredhel variant is interesting #also i feel like when everyone meets him in valinor/the halls finrod would just look at aegnor like :/#finrod: 'if you were just going to ignroe my whole speech you could have at least told me so i could get birthday gifts for the kid!'#the russingon one looks very much like nerdanel lol #both the maedhros ones' hair is *just* dark enough to not cause a diplomatic incident #the elured/elurin one is really funny #like. hes 0% noldor not even related to finwe at all. like. theyre descended from different cuvienen families. they literally are 0% relate #he was raised by cirdan who is also 0% noldor #but he is somehow a better king of the noldor than like 90% of the previous ones #even funnier if hes Just A Guy #did they accidentally switch the real finwean baby? did they just grab a random kid and go 'oh well close enough'? who knows?#i think princess-faelivrin has a FAQ about the leading version of fin-galad (gil galad being finduilas)

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dreamyblanket · 3 months ago

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OMG UR ART IS SO CUTE😭😭😭

If it’s okay, could I please request pure vanilla comforting sad reader? It’s ok if not! Art can be stressful lol.

Hiiiii As always rambling in the tags and I added the gray scale under the cut bc I think it also looked nice ^^u

#ohhhhh every time i went to sit and draw this it just didn't work because pv hair is so hard for me to draw #i literally dont know why but im getting better at it!#anywho i wanted to practice my backgrounds a bit so i locked if in #anywho i was thinking about pv [obviously] and he probably has a very sweet singing voice.#not too good. not bad but the kind that reminds you of home #yaknow that cozy feeling of hearing someone humming in a kitchen or just singing to themselves? i think thats what his voice would be like #dreamydraws #cookie run x reader #cookie run kingdom x reader #pure vanilla x reader #it could be platonic too! its whatever you want it to be tbh

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rawrsatthetree · 1 year ago

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I’ve seen people compare Julian Devorak to Astarion, and honestly I think you’re all embarrassing wrong.

Gale Dekarios is Julian Devorak.

Astarion is Count Lucio

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aroaceleovaldez · 2 years ago

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Nico and Percy's dynamic through the series is eternally funny to me, because it's just. like.

Percy's having a constant mental struggle between his fatal flaw of loyalty with a promise he made to Bianca to protect Nico, versus his Big 3 kid desire to maim other Big 3 kids / Poseidon descendant urge to totally maim Nico specifically. He hates Nico so so much. He thinks Nico's annoying and weird at best, and creepy/sketchy when he's older. The only positive thoughts Percy has towards Nico are "He's Bianca's brother and Bianca was my friend and I owe her/He's Hazel's brother and Hazel is my friend and would kill me if I was mean to him," "He's a powerful asset and useful ally (if questionable)," and "He's kinda pathetic and I feel maybe a little bad about it." Percy has multiple occasions throughout the series where he strongly considers - and on one occasionally actually goes through with - throttling Nico.

Meanwhile, Nico is following around Percy like a lost puppy. He explicitly can never bring himself to even dislike anything about Percy no matter how hard he tries. He has a whole bit in BoO where he's mentally going "UGH he's so stupid BUT IT'S ENDEARING HOW DARE HE." He's totally smitten. He's making deals with his dad for Percy. He's making convoluted plans to help Percy stand a chance against Kronos. During the entirety of BoTL it's like he's playing tsundere - "I'm helping NOT PERCY SPECIFICALLY with this quest! Me helping Percy would be SILLY because I DEFINITELY HATE HIM." Then he proceeds to show up to Percy's birthday party to basically ask him on a weird date and spend the entire next book scrambling around trying to help him or protect him or impress him. And Percy could not give less of a shit.

Just. That dynamic is so funny to me. Percy is the founder of the Nico Protection Club in that he's the one they're all protecting Nico from and meanwhile Nico is throwing himself at Percy to the point where the literal god of gay love calls him out on it.