#mans got the dead dragon's wings !!!! what the fuck !!!!!

[playername-player-of-games]

You didn't want her to see you like this.

You peel your eyes open at the shouting- spotting a blur of purple and green as your sister descends from the sky on glimmering magic wings that remind you of a shooting star. There's a fury in her face that melts into worry as she stumbles to land in front of you. You did not control where you fell, but you recognize the walls- you're in one of the Blood Wells, a tear the demon left in the earth. Red mist clings to her clothes as she reaches out to cradle your face in her hands.

"Gem-" you cough, wishing you could hide the blood dripping down your chin, wishing the horror in her eyes would go away, please, why is it always there, every time she's looked at you for months, "Gem, I'm okay."

Tears stream down her cheeks and the Look she gives you might as well be your mother looking down at you with her hands on her hips, disappointment dripping from her every gesture, right down to the arch of her brow. Gem's anger is louder than your mother's ever was. She doesn't believe you. That's fair. (You don't really believe you either.)

"I'm fine," you stress, as your limbs ache and your back wails in agony and white-hot pain shoots through you at every point, (like the demon is in your mind again but this time it's a million times worse). You cough, blood splattering on your hands- on her hands- your lungs rattle. Why are you unlucky enough to be a vampire that breathes?

"Fwhip," your sister says, and oh gods, she sounds like she's underwater, (that can't be good), and you try to be a good brother and keep your eyes open, but it hurts, it hurts, it hurts-

"I'm okay," you say again, weak even to yourself, but you interrupted her and she glares and you obediently snap your mouth shut. Then open it again. You need to breathe, unfortunately, and each raspy breath passes through your throat like claws scraping on a chalkboard.

She's saying something. Magic maybe? Your eyes close. Fireworks are exploding across your skin, the pins and needles thick and unrelenting. No wonder she came so quickly, she could probably hear your screams from the Crystal Cliffs without need for a messenger.

"You're gonna be okay," she murmurs, closer to your ear now, watery and trembling. There's movement by your fingers that feels like her hand holding yours. It hurts. You don't let go.

She's murmuring something- a spell, you think, recognizing the shape of ancient grimmish as it passes her lips- and the stabbing, relentless pain begins to melt, passing over you like waves on a shoreline. Manageable. Quiet. But not gone.

You still can't open your eyes.

Your sister grips your hand. She's crying, (again. Why do you always make her cry?), as another spell passes her lips. The ocean waves seem to press in then, kneading you like dough. You can't open your eyes. You're falling asleep. You can't help it. You don't know where you're going to wake up. You're scared to wake up.

Your sister holds your hand, pressing her lips to your forehead.

"You're okay," she sobs, "you're gonna be okay."

[dragon-communion]

Concept:

All of Marika's children are born cursed in some way. Messmer's snake business. Melina's rune from birth was probably Destined Death and its blackflame. The omen twins and their blood. Miquella's eternal youth/oblivion and weird blood. Malenia's rot.

I don't think Radagon's kids were cursed as badly, and I actually blame most of their issues on him being the world's worst transmasc father. (/j)

So where does that leave Godwyn? Obviously his fate was to be the first to die and gestate deathblight, but that's all to blame on Marika messing with the Elden Ring as opposed to anything innate about his birth. And the kids we can 100% confirm as belonging to Godfrey show signs of the Crucible, which he's intimately and thematically associated with.

I really love the idea that Godwyn was always a merman, but if I look at him critically using what I know about the base game, I don't think it entirely makes sense? Crucible influence seems to make everything revert to a dragon. Reptilian tails, feathered wings, horns, breath attacks. Devolved dragons, sure, but it's really obvious to me when looking at some of the more elaborate Misbegotten as an example. Mohg and Morgott are also two halves of a whole- Mohg got the wings, Morgott got the tail.

You could argue the scaly tail is draconic, but I don't know. We tragically don't really get any sea monsters in Elden Ring, and even the giant serpent lives in a volcano. We've got some land octopus things, some crabs. The Tibia Mariners sort of count.

I think Godwyn was at least marketed to the public as the most perfect man alive, so it'd make sense if he was just an unblemished Adonis and his curse was simply a matter of time, but that feels weird considering the rest of Marika's direct children explicitly have strange powers or deformities or both.

If we assume Castle Sol was his (part of me wants to think it belonged to Miquella but who can say), it's hard to tell if the eclipse iconography came before or after Godwyn's death. If it existed before, there's a good chance the Eclipse Shotel was actually his weapon. If the eclipse iconography came after his death, as part of their continued attempts to resurrect their lord, then Godwyn himself was not associated with the fucked up necromancy sun during his lifetime.

It's also worth noting that Castle Sol is only accessible by passing through the Forbidden Lands, the entire village of Zamor, an archer golem, and a gauntlet of Fire Monks, so anyone who lived there would've been shoved in the back of Marika's proverbial closet. The Mountaintops were probably locked down the second Marika wiped out the giants, if not during or before to bottleneck resources, so nobody would be visiting casually for a light chat and tea.

(As a side note, I really have to wonder how they feed anyone up there. Where's the farms? The livestock and game? Did the village of Zamor serve Castle Sol in any way? Does the massive graveyard up there belong to the astrologers, or the dead from the war against the giants? Both? Did Marika have an alliance with the ice dragons too? What's Borealis's position in the incredibly tense sociopolitical landscape of the Mountaintops???)

All of that taken together, it's not unreasonable to think that Castle Sol could be where Marika hid her strange merman son, but it's hard to draw any definitive conclusions. The duke of that castle would be in a position to oversee the continued imprisonment of the last Fire Giant as well as the Fire Monks and their prisoners, but given the castle's position so far from the fort I'm inclined to think the castle has more to do with the huge graveyard next to it.

I need to examine the architecture for clues as to when it was built and by whom, I think, because part of me wants to say it belonged to the astrologers, and that would make some sense. On first impression though I was reminded a lot of what it felt like to enter Radahn's fort for some reason. I'll come back to this.

[lefaystrent]

One Man's Boon is Another Man's Bummer

Fandom: Sanders Sides

Pairings: none despite God's best efforts

Summary: "So because I lived a boring ass life and never had a long time boyfriend or got married or whatever sentimental crap, I'm being subjected to...romance? In an alternate universe? After dying?"

"Yeah, that pretty much sums it up."

In other words, Virgil gets isikaed.

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The weirdest part of Virgil's day is not waking up in a fantasy universe where he's apparently the son of a very prominent lord.

The weirdest part is not even the fact that he remembers vividly dying in the most horrifically embarrassing way before waking up in said universe. He slipped in the shower and banged his head. Naked. People were going to find his dead body and it was naked. He thinks he could die a second time just picturing it.

The weirdest part is also not that the sky is green here and the grass is blue. Or that dragons grow no bigger than miniature ponies and aristocrats keep them as symbolic pets to stroke their elitist egos. Or that normal fucking water tastes like peppermint. Virgil hates peppermint.

No, the weirdest thing?

That would be the tiny fairy named Thomas who flies around him, unable to be seen by everyone else, and proudly declared himself as Virgil's guide to finding true love.

Virgil sits on a California sized king bed propped up by a dozen pillows. He wears pajamas made from like, fancy imported spider silk material. Except Virgil asked why the hell someone had dressed him in silk pajamas while he'd been sleeping and a maid looked at him and asked, "What's silk, sir?"

They call it tissle. Virgil isn't sure why, but just the sound of the word pisses him off. He's wearing tissle pajamas, how silly of him.

Of course, the anger came way after the panic. The kind of screeching panic that catapulted him from the ridiculous bed and had him screaming in fright at all of the servants that dared to approach him. And there were quite a few servants too. And they called him "young lord" and tried to calm him down and explained that he had not been kidnapped by rich people but lived here. This was his home. He had fainted in the garden, didn't he remember?

No the fuck he doesn't remember.

"It's to be expected," Thomas the fairy tells him sympathetically. He flits about, trailing glitter out of his butt or whatever. He's got butterfly wings and wears a sparkly tunic getup, and Virgil has tried numerous times to clap his hands at him like he's an annoying mosquito but he keeps getting away.

"What, my life becoming an isikae anime?" Virgil asks petulantly. He's allowed to be a little petulant, given the situation.

Thomas giggles, "No, of course not! That part's a once in a chance lifetime! You're very lucky."

"Look into my eyes and say that again."

"Er, what I meant was that a little memory loss is to be expected from the experience."

"I died. I woke up in a stupid fantasy universe. I've been kidnapped by rich people. What am I not remembering here?"

"Other than all the memories from this alternate reality? Nothing much, you pretty much got it!"

If looks alone could sear the flesh from bones...

Thomas waves his hands and wisely flutters back a foot. "Hey, don't give me that look. I'm just your guide. I didn't select you for soul reassignment."

Virgil honestly growls, "Then who's the bastard responsible for this so I can shove my foot up their ass?"

"Are you always this violent?"

No, not really. Virgil lived a pretty boring, mediocre life before he died. Most days, he'd rather fall down an open manhole than subject himself to confrontation.

He doesn't exactly feel like himself at the moment. The only saving grace is that his body is unchanged. He's got the same terrible pale skin, lanky limbs, and dark bangs that hang in his eyes. Had he woken up as a completely different person... That would have thrust him into madness.

"So what did I do to be so lucky?" Virgil asks, deadpanned.

They're alone in this massive bedroom that could fit his old apartment. It took awhile, but he'd managed to push the servants out the door and barricade it. Now he can talk freely with the buzzing insect and not be seen as crazy. Crazier. Crazier than before, at least

Thomas twirls in the air, and there are tiny golden bells tied around his ankles that chime with the movement. He's brimming with cheer as he explains, "Very few souls receive the honor of soul reassignment. This occurs at the time of passing, when the body can no longer contain the soul. Normally, the person would pass on into the afterlife, but the powers that be decided to give you a second chance!"

"So I need to kick God's ass is what you're saying."

"The powers that be, and no. There will be no kicking of deity booties. This is meant to be a precious boon for those who experienced purpose unfulfilled."

"So because I lived a boring ass life and never had a long time boyfriend or got married or whatever sentimental crap, I'm being subjected to...romance? In an alternate universe? After dying?"

"Yeah, that pretty much sums it up."

Virgil lays down on the bed and cover his head with the blankets. "I'm going to sleep and never waking up."

"Wha– but Virgil! I haven't even told you about your five prospective love interests! They were specifically chosen for you!"

Virgil can hear and feel the fairy thrumming above him. Itty bitty hands tug at his hair to no effect.

"Young lord?" a voice calls beyond the barricadded door. "We sent for a physician and your parents are on their way as well. We're worried for you. Please let us help."

"Fat chance," Virgil seethes and stays in bed out of spite.

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A/N: Yes the five love interests are the other sides. No I have no current plans to continue this AU. I just wanted to make Virgil suffer. But I can tell you that the story would revolve around Virgil meeting all of the sides, finding himself in cliche romantic situations, and vehemently refusing to fall in love with any of them. The powers that be watch on from above very tiredly. Thomas tries his best to be a literal wingman. Virgil's more interested in finding new things to despise about the fantasy world he now lives in.

[scarlet97531]

⭕️❗️CAN WE PLEASE TALK ABOUT HOW A BOOK SERIES FOR NINE YEAR OLDS LITERALLY STARTS WITH GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE AND DOES NOT GET BETTER??????

((General warning for graphic depictions of violence, lots of caps lock, and some swearing sprinkled in for fun for the rest of this post, also I don’t hate WoF, I love WoF, but I also think it’s batshit insane and needs to be addressed (in a pretty unserious way)))

The fucking prologue.

HELLO??? AM I CRAZY FOR THINKING THIS IS A BIT MUCH FOR THE PROLOGUE OF A CHILDREN’S BOOK???

This shot was the gateway drug for us istg. This fucking book series got is so hooked on fictional violence man 😭

We were drawing detailed dragon gore as fanart, looking at detailed gore that other people had drawn as fanart?

Seriously am I crazy????? This is the second main character killing her father to prove a point?????????

This is what we get for an explanation for where the first main character came from? His backstory is literally that his mom sold him for some cows??????????????????? WTF

Also just mudwing society in general is. It seems. Pretty weird. Like really weird.

“As the [human] shrieked again, she bent down and bit off its head.

“Blech,” she said, spitting it out again immediately. The head bounced across the grass as the body slowly toppled over, blood pouring out of it’s neck.”

UM?? OKAY!!

“She scored her talons along his wing, ripping open the scars”

“She shook Dune lightly, as if she were shaking the fluff off a dead pigeon. He clawed at her talons, his eyes bulging. “I mean, what use is a crippled dragon who cannot fly? I’m surprised you haven’t killed yourself already, SandWing. But I can take care of that for you.”

DAMN????

“No!” Sunny screamed, leaping at them.

But it was too late. With a chilling crack, Queen Scarlet snapped Dune’s neck and dropped his body on the stone floor.

“Dune!” Sunny howled. She squirmed past Scarlet and crouched beside him, shaking him with her front talons. His mangled wing flopped, his scales scraped against the rocks. His black eyes were empty. “Dune, wake up!””

HOLY SHIT???? WHY WAS THIS NECESSARY FOR A CHILDRENS BOOK

WHAT THE FUCK

AND THIS IS JUST SOME OF THE FIRST BOOK, DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON LEGENDS OF DARKSTALKER MAN THAT SHIT WAS CRAZY

THIS IS BEING SOLD FOR NINE YEAR OLDS

THIS COULD VERY WELL BE A CHILD’S FIRST INTRODUCTION TO DEATH

WHAT WAS TUI THINKING???????????

LIKE ACTUALLY WHAT????

Honestly it is so unsurprising we turned out the way we did when this is what we were reading as a kid 😭

Literally our primary caretaker is named after Scarlet. The same scarlet in those quotes earlier. Like this shit is so in our brain and has been since we were twelve.

This shit. Is. Crazy.

And then every time I try to point out flaws In the writing or the plot ppl tell me “oh it’s not that deep it’s just a children’s book it’s not a big deal” LIKE. FUCKING. HELL IT IS.

ABSOLUTELY NOT. NO FUCKING WAY.

I am completely convinced that if we had never read these books our gorey pseudo memories would not be HALF as detailed and disturbingly accurate as they are now. Like seriously we did so well in anatomy classes because of this. Maybe that’s mostly the autism but i we never would have been so interested in anatomy if we weren’t trying to figure out how to draw anatomically accurate dragon disembowelment because of these damn books 😭

Anyways all this said I still fucking love wings of fire and I’m thinking of bringing back that thing where I draw cute cartoony dragons dying horribly :3

If anyone has horror stories about growing up reading wings of fire I want to hear them

WAIT ONE LAST THING- I forgot to mention the icewing massacre, attempted genocide, and general dragon racism….. hmmmm a topic for another time perhaps

[calciumdeficientt]

BUCKY HCS

BUCKY OH MY GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHD. IF BUCKY HAS NO FANS IM DEAD I LOVE THAT WHITE BOY. I cried while writing these. Idk what that says about me but it definitely says something.

BUCKY PASTEUR HCS

Starting off on a very strong foot, I’m gonna explain the ‘Bucky incident’ that I mentioned in my Thad hcs post (go read that btw). So basically the nerds were playing Star Wars on the steps outside the library, with those very sturdy, screen accurate lightsabers that all the cosplayers have, and poor Bucky, bless his little heart, got far too invested in the game, lunged forwards with his lightsaber, slipped on a piece of wet moss on the steps and fell. His lightsaber broke his fall and he sort of half-impaled himself on the tip of it. He didn’t break any skin or anything, but the sturdy PVC plastic broke two of his ribs and ruptured his appendix. Poor kid.

Head builder and painter of the G&G mini figures, in his free time you can usually find him underneath Dragon’s Wing in their little lair, with one of those magnifying headset things on, painting away. He has a keen eye for detail, and it really shows. He takes great care in studying his friends character sheets and making sure the paining is reflective of their personalities, even down to the bases. He’s got great technique, from dry-brushing for shading, to colour theory and palette matching, down to hand sculpting pieces when official G&G merchandise doesn’t suffice. Sometimes he goes upstairs to get guidance from Zack but nine times out of ten its his own handiwork.

Very happy go lucky despite being beaten within an inch of his life every day. That insane amount of bullying is enough to make anyone a nihilist, but I think Bucky always finds a way to put a positive spin on everything and. That is just… so commendable. He’s a stronger man than I I’ll tell you that. He’s such a sweet kid, how could you want to pick on him when Earnest is RIGHT THERE.

Speaking of Earnest, he really really hated the whole concept of the Paparazzi mission, especially publicly showing those indecent images of Mandy. He couldn’t even fathom the idea of showing the small ones off as blackmail. He hates the jocks just as much as the next nerd, and the way Mandy treats Beatrice isn’t exactly tasteful, but he’s emotionally mature enough to know that not only was plastering those posters all over town fucking creepy, it was also a CRIME.

Does super well in Hattrick’s math class but absolutely DESPISES his way of teaching it. Hattrick has a very black and white view of maths. It’s either right or wrong, and the only way to solve problems is it do it is his way, any other solution is blatantly wrong. Bucky thinks it’s such a boring and narrow way to look at a subject that’s just bursting with possibilities. In his free time he researches pure mathematics, he thinks its such a wonderful show of the fact that maths isn’t just about practical application, but the beauty of figuring out the logical consequences of basic mathematic principles when applied to abstract objects. He finds it so wonderfully interesting.

He loves his granny so much dude (I may or may not be sobbing over this right now he’s such a fucking cutie patootie.) he goes over to her house on the weekends and has tea. She doesn’t understand half of what her grandson says but she’s happy to know that he’s growing up into a nice polite young man, and is doing well at school. He’s also kind enough to help her around the house with all the chores she has trouble doing during the week. Taking her trash out, cleaning her kitchen surfaces and vacuuming up. He’s her helpful little chipmunk, even if he’s nowhere near as chubby as he used to be when he was a baby.

[cyberdragoninfinity]

you know it's yugo 🍌🏍🐉

LET'S YUGOOOOO

Why I like them/why I don’t: YUGOOOO god i love him so much. I think a pretty large part of why I enjoy thinking about him so much is i feel like he kind of gets written off as just Mr. Funny Sillyguy who doesn't get taken very seriously, which is a shame!! Cuz he's a really cool and brave and interesting and honestly deeply sad character! He's just some dirt poor kid trying to find his best friend and start a better life with her, he doesnt know he's a shard of The Evilest Man Alive. And then his best friend got BRAIN WORMED and KICKED HIS ASS and he NEVER GOT TO SEE HER AGAIN. ALRIGHT. I'LL BE NORMAL ABOUT IT. (and also he is absolutely hysterical. guy who says 'whoopsie.' guy with maybe 3 braincells to spare on any given day. god help him)

What I like about their appearance: I LOVE yugo's color palette, the primary colors with the white truly both evokes bruno my friend bruno but also the white is such a nice visual link to synchro summoning. Also he just really feels like he belongs in a 5d's inspired dimension, his racing suit/outfit design feels right at home next to actual 5D's characters/just that sort of turbo duel racing motif'd world in general. also his banana bangs are so fucking funny

Do I prefer their dub names or original names?: same in both, yugo through and through, and i love it! ("hugo" is also really funny. guy who is not beating the White Yuya allegations)

OTP: hey check this out *starts doing crazy aro!rin queerplatonic appleshipping maneuvers that blow your mind*

NOTP: i like. dont even Hate yugo/yuri it's just so nothing to me. the dynamic of these characters is infinitely more interesting to me through a platonic lens. stepbrothers (2008).

OT3: yugo and rin and their motorcycle outracing the cops for life!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Favourite card they use: I DO LOVE CLEAR WING A LOT such a sick as hell dragon design... I also really like his one speedroid spell card thats just a lottery Scratch Off Ticket. speedroid 7/11 gas station ass card.

Favourite moment they were in: god. so many. but i do think 'yugo thinking zuzu is dead and in heaven and he keeps bringing it up' is one of my favorites. it's so fucking funny. NOBODY TOLD HIM!!! i do also love like. every time they would cut to yugo during friendship cup duels he wasnt in and he would just be like. eating his doordash. it made me laugh every time

Least favourite moment: THE PARASITE'D!RIN AND YUGO DUEL IS SO FUCKING HARD TO WATCH. IT'S JUST MISERABLE his fucking motorcycle, this emblem of his bond with rin, gets broken, he doesnt even get to see rin truly in her right mind and neither does she. and then they never see each other again because they both DIE AFTERWARDS. IT READS LIKE FUCKING MELODRAMATIC TORTURE PORN. WHY DID THEY DO THAT TO BOTH OF THEM.

Something I associate with the character: yuya is usually my AJR discography yuboy but The Dumb Song is such a yugo song to me. college AU yugo especially. i love the idea of like...yugo being more self aware of his dumbassery than he lets on.

[sipsandfables]

Unfiltered Thoughts While Reading: Fourth Wing

⚠️⚠️⚠️BEWARE OF A BEVY OF SPOILERS ⚠️⚠️⚠️

Chapter 1

​​I really like Mira so far - not too sure about their mom yet lol

​​Is Brennan REALLY dead? Lol Could be a page pulled from Red Queen

​​Their mom might have been Manon in an alternate universe

​​“Decide, Violet. Are you going to die a scribe? Or live as a rider?’”

​​I love the relationship between the two sisters

​​“He's the most exquisite man I've ever seen.”

I mean, Xaden does sound pretty hot. I’m a sucker for dark hair and dark eyes lol

​​“Flaming hot. Scorching hot. Gets-you-into-trouble-and-you-like-it level of hot.” ​

🤣​​🤣​​🤣​

​​ Nooooo! I had a feeling Dylan wouldn’t make it ​😭​

​​Chapter 2

​​Jack Barlowe - even his name sounds like a dick

​​Chapter 3

​​So there are four wings, with 3 sections in each wing, and 3 squads in each section making it 4 wings, 12 sections, and 36 squads total

​​“I will not die today”

​​Chapter 5

​​so Violets mom opposed General Melgren about the rebel children - wonder if they have animosity

​​Lol well Violets plan of getting Ri to ask her questions didn’t work ​🤣​

​​Damn, does her mom hate her? Why would she send Violet to do this??? Lol

​​Chapter 6

​​Aw, I really hope Brennan isnt actually dead and it’s a plot twist because he seems like a character I’d love

​​Chapter 7

​​It’s so strange that the people with the most motivation for revenge (rebel children) are put in such high power by training to become riders WITH MAGIC AND DRAGONS

​​Oh and look, a bunch of them are gathering to scheme even though it’s illegal for more than three to be seen together lol

​​Violet hanging out in a tree while passing judgement on this group is hilarious

​​“‘Fascinating. You look all frail and breakable, but you're really a violent little thing, aren't you?’”

​​Alright, I admit that I love their dynamic lol

​​Chapter 8

​​I’m surprised Dain didn’t see her rendezvous with Xaden since they touched and he can see memories

​​I wonder if the decrease in the number of dragons willing to bond speaks to the fact that the dragons’ don’t align with humans like before

​​Omggggg I hope Violet gets the black one! If dragons bond with humans like them, it would make sense because she’s so smart

​​Omg was the one and only rider of the black dragon Brennan?! The last time he was seen was five years ago which is when Brennan “died” and the teacher looked at Violet when he told the story of how the rider died

​​Oh I got it wrong, Brennan was the rider that was trying to be resurrected

​​Omg i totally thought it was Jack volunteering to spar Violet. I’m glad it’s Xaden instead hahaha

​​Chapter 9

​​Violence? I love the nickname haha

​​“Beautiful. Fucking. Asshole.” ​

🤣​​🤣​​🤣​

​​Am I the only one getting hot and bothered by this death match? Lollll

​​“Defenseless women have never been my type.”

Okay sir ​👀​​🥵​

​​Man, I get Dain is her bestie but he is trying way too hard to get her out of the rider squadrant - just believe in her

​​Chapter 10

​​Theory time: the rider who died trying to save Brennan was his lover. He didn’t do it for fame, he did it because he loved Brennan. The black dragon is going to take Violet as his rider because of the special bond his rider had with her brother. BOOM

​​I already liked Ridoc before because I resonate with cracking jokes through hard times but now I like him even more and respect him

​​Violets squad: Sawyer, Pryor, Trina, Tynan, Rhiannon, Ridoc, Violet, Aurelie, and Luca

​​I hope everyone on this squad stays alive because I like them and their dynamic. I also hope Sawyer gets a dragon this year ​😭​

​​As I read the Gauntlet practice scenes, I just picture the final challenge on Wipe Out ​🤣​

​​Aurelie ​😭​​😭​​😭​

​​“Do not make me ask three times.” ​

👀​ or what Zaddy?

​​“What makes you a rider is what you do after people die.”

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​​Things I like about this book so far:

​​Female lead is not annoying. She’s very logical and the writer SHOWS that she’s smart instead of telling

​​The pacing is great. What a page turner! And the chapters aren’t impossibly long. The book is long but it doesn’t FEEL like it

​​The romance between the main ship is not cringe! They’re dynamic is hot. He’s hot. She’s hot. It’s all hot

​​There is more than one badass female characters! It’s giving Throne of Glass series (Aelin, Manon, Lysandra, etc)

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​​Chapter 11

​​Does that mean someone will be punished for not burning Brennans things? Or does it not matter because Brennan is ALIVE?!

​​okay, so there’s a lot of representation in this book and I’m loving it (people of color, gay, they/them pronouns, etc)

​​I mean if Dain REALLY cared about her survival, he’d help more! He would have watched her practices and given her ideas on how to make it - not continue to try to get her to quit!

​​Violet is a fucking badass. LETSGOOOO

​​I also love how shameless her mind is when describing how sexy Xaden is lol

​​Also, I notice that Dain isn’t mentioned AT ALL during this whole thing about her making it through the gauntlet. Shouldnt he have been there also defending her win???? Sus

​​Chapter 12

​​Ahhh there’s a Feathertail? Maybe THATS the one that she bonds with since they abhore violence and are smart (sounds like Violet)

​​OR the Feathertail will report back to the black dragon about Violet and he comes during the Threshing ​👀​

​​Damn these dragons are heartless! Poor Pryor. But also, humans are heartless - Tynan and Luca can jump off a cliff

​​I hope that the awesome conversation Violet and Rhi are having throughout this walk means they’ll get awesome dragons

​​OMG finally someone I dislike diess LOL freaking Luca. Bye Felicia

​​Chapter 13

​​Hmmm, if Violet hasn’t felt a connection with the feather one so far then I don’t think they’ll bond. Maybe she hasn’t felt a connection because the black dragon wasn’t on the walk and Tynan will bond with that gold one to teach him a lesson about strength?

​​I wish Tynan also got burned to a crisp during presentation

​​Threshing is giving me “Manon and the Thirteen must fight others for Wyverns” vibes

​​Okay, maybe the gold dragon IS her dragon lol

​​I’m proud of Violet for coming to the Gold dragons defense but I’m relieved that Xaden was there with his dragon hahaha

​​Chapter 14

​​I FUCKING KNEW IT! It’s the black dragon! Here to claim Violet!!! Fuck yes!!

​​This fucking dragon is hilarious. I love him already

​​“"My name is Tairneanach, son of Murtcuideam and Fiaclanfuil, descended from the cunning Dubhmadinn line."

​​Tairn, this dragon is so sassy hahahaha

​​SHE FALLS OFF?!

​​Chapter 15

​​“You’re making us look bad. Stop it.”

I’m ded hahahah this dragon ​🤣​ He reminds me of Venom in the Venom movie with Tom Hardy lol

​​“Was everyone’s dragon a curmudgeon? Or just mine?” ​

💀​​💀​​💀​​💀​

​​“"You are the smartest of your year. The most cunning. You defended the smallest with ferocity. And strength of courage is more important than physical strength.” ​

❤️​​❤️​​❤️​

​​SHE FUCKING BONDED WITH BOTH?!

​​What. A. Legend.

​​Chapter 16

​​Damn, even the head dragon isn’t a huge fan of this? Now I’m concerned because General Melgren is obviously a bad guy lol

​​I’m so glad Sawyer got bonded this time around! And Rhi and Ridoc are bonded!!! Yay!

​​Poor Trina

​​Tairn told you to stay with Xaden and you’re not LISTENING!

​​Oh I didn’t see the dragons bond coming!!!

​​Damn Dain, that’s cold. But I knew it - he’s no real ride or die bestie!!!

​​I really do like Violet but her undying faith in Dain is pissing me off

​​Strange how Dain kisses her after all this time only because she has TWO bonded dragons ​😒​

​​Chapter 17

​​But if you really think about it, Violet didn’t take any available dragons away from others - Tairn hasn’t been seen in five years and Goldie was unwanted and a surprise at presentation

​​“Your puny gods”

lol I love Tairn

​​Chapter 18

​​Yes! Finally Violet sticks it to Dain. I’m tired of his shit too

​​Omggggg poor Jeremiah. That was brutal

​​the golden dragon can freeze time?! What a badass power!

​​chapter 19

​​Dang, Xadens rejection to Violet had ME in my feelings - what do you mean you wouldn’t sleep with her to keep her safe?!

​​Omg Andarna is adorable - she better not die EVER

​​Ohhhhh, a Feathertail is a baby dragon?

​​I bet it was Imogen who opened the door for those people to kill Violet

​​Chapter 20

​​Based on the intro of this chapter, now I’m thinking it was Amber because she’s the only female wing leader I can recall

​​Yep, it was Amber!

​​Also, I love their squads banter and camaraderie lol

​​Fucking Dain - you’re the worst

​​I’m glad they were able to show undeniable truth since SOMEONE refused to believe her ​😒​

​​Chapter 21

​​I love that there’s even more representation in here with the hearing impaired scribe

​​Liam sounds hot lol

​​Something sus is happening with this war

​​Chapter 22

​​I’d be staring too ​👀​

​​So our boy Jack is allergic to oranges hmmm? Funny how a guy that talks so much shit can be killed by produce. Just saying

​​Okay now I’ve reached the “when will they get it on?!” Point lol

​​Xaden is just giving out hot compliments left and right ​🥵​

​​FINALLY! It only took two dragons fucking for Violet and Xaden to finally give in lol

​​Nooooooo! Damn Xaden for thinking straight lol

​​Chapter 23

​​I see what Rhiannon is hinting at - that Xaden is only the most powerful rider in their generation for NOW because it was before Violet got here lol Gotta love that bestie support!

​​Man Dain really needs to step up - he’s giving Tamlin vibes right now

​​I knew Jack was allergic to oranges! I hope he’s dead!

​​Chapter 24

​​Damn, still alive

​​A guy burned himself alive with his own power?! Man, this squadrant is insane and brutal

​​Violet’s mom is cold as ice

​​Chapter 25

​​the most valuable thing would be intel! They should think like a Scribe, like Violet

​​Liam and I are on the same page!

​​Break into the Commander’s office?! This could go horribly wrong! What if they see stuff they’re not supposed to?!

​​“‘Scribes freak me out. Quiet little know-it-alls, acting like they can make or break someone by writing something down.’” ​

🤣​​🤣​​🤣​

​​Alright, pretty badass plan

​​Chapter 26

​​Mira!!! I’m so glad they got to see each other and that Rhi got to see her family ​🥰​

​​Omg mated dragons can only be a part for three days?!

​​It’s strange that earlier in the book they made it seem like Tairn hasn’t been seen for five years but if he’s mates to the blue dragon, wouldn’t he be seen wherever Xaden is?

​​Chapter 28

​​I love how intense and dangerous Tairn is one minute and super cheeky the next haha

​​FINALLY JACK IS DEAD! Fuck that guy!

​​And yessssss, Lightening Wielder sounds badass!

​​Chapter 29

​​I swear if Andarna dies in this series, I’m going to RIOT. She’s so pure and wonderful ​🥹​

​​“Get the fuck away from her with that nonsense.”

Xaden does not mince words and I love it haha

​​Xaden and Tairn’s pep talk to Violet is way better than Dain’s

​​I mean she has a point about her powers. They’re badass but yeah, pretty destructive lol

​​Chapter 30

​​Well this escalated quickly ​👀​​🥵​

​​Pretty awesome that dudes take contraception lol

​​Xaden is responsible for all the rebel children?! Omg I bet it was her mom that gave him those scars! That’s what he meant when they ran into the commander previously

​​I’m not a fan of when the male lead says “Don’t fall for me” like bro, it’s too late - I’m invested haha

​​This training session with Carr is hilarious lol

​​I think I like professor Carr more now

​​Chapter 31

​​I’m pleasantly surprised she comes right out and says “yeah I’m probably going to fall for you if we keep this up” lollll most characters in this position stay in denial until it backfires lol

​​“He really does have an incredible body, but he doesn't get to dictate what I do with my heart.”

Preach girl

​​I’m living for all of page 393 - you go Violet!

​​Damn, I really like Violet lol

​​Chapter 32

​​​🔥​​🔥​​🔥​

​​Cheaper 33

​​Phew, thank goodness it was a fake drill!

​​Hmmmm, something tells me this fake war is about to get real

​​Omg why is Andarna so adorable?! Tairn will carry her like a human dad carrying his baby in a bjorn lol

​​Idk that “I’ll miss you, Violet.” from Dain was a little SUS. He was way too quick to make amends with her decision. Something fishy is going on

​​Xaden and the other rebel kids in the fourth wing are also acting sus. Like they know more about this scenario than they’re letting on. Why are they all so tense if it’s just a game? Why did Dain’s dad give Xaden a weird look?

​​Chapter 34

​​did the Gryphons start attacking after unification because Navarre took something from them and made it harder for the Gryphons to get it back after unifying nations?

​​Ah! I had a feeling the Gryphons and their riders weren’t so savage as the Navarre historians and leaders want people to believe!

​​Chapter 35

​​Okay, we can recover from this Violet! Sure everyone including your two bonded dragons and the love of your life lied to you over and over BUT it must have been for a good reason. I’d give them the benefit of the doubt over Dain and the others any day

​​Okay Violet really believing Dain would break rules to save people is ludicrous. I like Violet but her thinking on this is stupid

​​Theory time - Violets mom killed their dad because he was in the know about venin and ready to go public

​​Another theory - Dain and his dad have known about venin this whole time. Dain’s being used to help continue to cover it up. He’s also been lying to her technically as much as Xaden has been

​​I fucking knew it! Dain has been reading her memories this whole time! Duh girl!!!

​​The real question is if more than just Dain and his dad concocted this plan to kill Xaden

​​If Xaden dies, there’s a chance Violet would die because of their dragon bond so wouldn’t her mom know that? But would she even care? Or mayb her mom is like The Hound from the crescent city series

​​Chapter 36

​​“We’re riders. We defend the defenseless. It’s what we do.”

​​Damn, so General Melgren can’t see the fate of people with rebellion relics? Good

​​The level of stress I have reading these last 80ish pages is HIGH

​​I don’t want anyone in this riot to die! Or the Gryphons and their riders!

​​maybe her mom knew she’d survive because of what general Melgren can see? Which might explain why she was fine with making Violet become a rider

​​Whyyyy would you say “we actually might survive this”?!?! Now people will die!

​​“It’s been. My honor.”

​​I am unwell

​​​😭​​😭​​😭​ Liam

​​Chapter 37

​​So many emotions rn fucking hell

​​Chapter 38

​​Omg if they are going where I think they’re going I’m going to be shooketh ARE THEY TAKING HER TO BRENNAN?!

​​Another theory - the reason why the number of dragons willing to bond is decreasing, is because more dragons are bonding with the rebels and not the Navarre military

​​Violet is annoying me with her thoughts about Xaden right now though. Girl, you saw and fought that evil and you still mad that Xaden didn’t bring you in sooner?! Get over it and live lol

​​The person Xaden is asking to save her HAS to be Brennan - he was a mender

​​Chapter 39

​​we’re getting a Xaden chapter?! Is this the end?!

​​Something doesn’t feel right - did she lose her memories? Why is she being so nice to Xaden right away? Sus

​​Oh good her memory is back! I was about to be pissed if all of book 2 was her trying to recall book 1 lol

​​What happened to Xaden’s mom?! Sounds like another storyline ​👀​

​​Andaran became full grown?! Can wait to hear what she looks like and her special power

​​BRENNAN I FUCKING KNEW IT!!!!

​​Well if Violet didnt trust Xaden before, she definitely won’t now! Keep a dead brother secret seems pretty big lol

​​I wonder what Tairn thinks of Brennan since his rider died saving him

​​also, I’d be low key pissed at my sibling! I wonder if Mira knows about Brennan. I assume not - maybe he thinks she’s too much like their mom?

Me after finishing the final page:

[genderlesssinner]

I keep forgetting they're in a temple and I don't know how to feel about it

Marisha having not been present for the Planning because of makeup and then being first while Orym is last in initiative is kind of funny kind of terrifying

Laudna, Chet, Braius, Snowdinus, Ashton, Fearne, Dorian, Gloamglut, Unseelie Emissary, Imogen, Orym

Oo new form of dread hell yes

Ooh yes I do remember the Spooktacular nice nice

Ludinus's notes???

Fucking Travis with the cpop brand. The rocking horse is good too though

Samuel holy shit with the art

Oh shit Laudy get this fucken counterspell please

Power Word spells are fucken nasty man

Travis said if Fearne is stunned their plan is fucked and I'm so curious about what they're trying to do

🤞🤞🤞🤞

YAAASSS

Okay okay okay Ash going for seige damage hell yes

"I can swing my hammer underground, right?" I love him

LET'S FUCKING GOOOO FEARNE

Yet another accidental phrase Matt will never live down. Spreading her legs

Uppies!! 🤣

Whatcha got Dorian

Ooooo force cage okay okay okay

Two witches in a hole and one in a box - Liam 🤣

This dragon mini is too big one wing fucken blocks Marisha's whole face holy fuck

"He doesn't care."

DUSK HUNGER? Did I hear that right? That's a badass name

I'm so curious about Zathuda but also want him far away from the party (or like dead but I'm not sure they can take him rn)

I forgot this fucker has legendaries ugh

Laudna, Chet, Braius, Snowdinus, Ashton, Fearne, Dorian, Gloamglut, Unseelie Emissary, Unseelie Gaurdians, Imogen, Orym, Ira

Hell I forgot to add Zathuda now I'm not sure where he's supposed to be (I never remembered to pay attention enough to when his turn was whoops)

Ooo Imogen on Gloamgut interesting. The vibes.

Combat with this many people is such a pain sometimes and takes so long.. Orym's turn is the end of the first round man. Fuck. Well. Ira actually maybe

I FORGOT THEY BROUGHT IRA FUCK YEAH

Oh shiiitt Zathuda being like "Fuck!" at Ira showing up oooohhhh

"He has advantage against magic because fey."

"Annoying, okay." Mood Marisha.

The forcecage 'if yo know, you know' is one of the few references they make that I don't know and it makes me a lil sad

(about Snowdinus) "He's not even a real wizard." TALIESIN I mean it's true but like damn

(Bonus for Matt's "That's not nice.")

Weird name for a flail, Sam.

Oh shit also totally forgot Ira gets legendaries, fuck yeah

Love a good counterspell train

I love when Tal gets excited about rage effects

"Bold of you to assume you have advantage. Nah you totally can." Maaaatt

Get it Ash fuck yes natty 20

I both love and hate the vague DM comments that has the whole party like wait what what do you mean. "yeah use all your stuff." *panic around the table*

Get fucked Snowdinus, fuck your Dimension Door

This motherfucker 'sploded

The 20s tonight

After this, Braius being like, 'welp my mission is done, Ludinus got exploded. Bye guys good luck' would be hilarious to me

"oops, a murder"

Laudna, Chet, Braius, Snowdinus, Ashton, Fearne, Dorian, Gloamglut, Unseelie Emissary, Unseelie Gaurdians, Imogen, Orym, Ira

YES FEARNE GET IT GIRRRRL Nat 20 for a fucken 33 yessss girrrl

I love Ashley so much "I have a defenses box?"

I would love to see how Zathuda v. Ira showdown would turn out honestly

Okay okay okay Sorrowlord wants to chat

Nat 1 with a -3 goddamn. The latest reaction time

Is this actually gonna fucken work? What's about it happen akdbfjchf

The whole building is about to come down too

Yes talk to the dragon Imogen

Okay but knowing the Fey dragon has a negative wisdom mod could come in handy

Okay baby boy defending the Emissary makes sense I think

Ira no we don't trust you either my guy

Aah his journal and the stuff about the funnel okay okay

Well I don't like the sound of that. Except the uh taking out Ludinus part but um yeah no

WHISPERS!

Yep okay he wants Fearnie to become the vessel for Predathos no thank you

Okay look I'm not saying this is the right line of thinking but I love this whole exchange

"It's a tomorrow problem."

"What if there is no tomorrow?"

"Well then it's not a problem, is it?"

So the Unseelie want to be free of the gods? Am I understanding this right

Seems the Emissary is also disappointed in the Zathuda heir

I do not like the way Zathuda talks about Fearne

I'm not against fighting them right now but Gloamglut at the very least would fuck them up and I don't think we know too much about what Zathuda is capable of and literally nothing about the Emissary or guards.

Yeah I guess the better shot is to let them go I don't know man ugh

Oh shit okay Imogen

Shadow daddy 🤣

New initiative okay

Orym, Zathuda, Emissary, Imogen, Gloamglut, Fearne, Braius, Chet, Ash, Dorian, Ira, Laudna

Okay Emissary out immediately

Aaand the pillar okay well that gives us a bit of a time table eh

The guards are like aw hell no

FEARNE. ASHLEY. AAAAAAAA

Fuck me man. Get out guys.

He really just Fastball Special'd Fearne with thunder wave didn't he

It's bad we're running guys

Motherfucken Nightmare King got spookier damn

Breaking out the big guns okay damn Laudy. Fucking Disintegrate

And empowering it fuuuuccckk

Stress math. It was almost enough

You know. I'm not sure I would have reminded Matt about the wing attack. (I probably would have but like. Sjxbhch)

This damn dragon man.

Love Imogen for throwing the Shadowlord to Braius

The whole thing is coming down

So Gloamglut being the only one to make it away from this (assuming BH kills the Emissary and Zathuda) isn't terrible, I think. But I suppose that depends on how intelligent it is and maybe on the abilities of whoever it goes to.

SAMUEL stop trying to piss off literally all of the gods

I'm here for this but what the hell are you doing Ash. Aaaaah forced movement coolcoolcool

Holy fucking shit

This is what the Tweet was about isn't it

I knew someone would get caught inside fuuuccck

Break time..

WolfChet being a garbage disposal

Whaaaaat the fuuuuccckkk

Let the dice decide, that *always* goes well. Sure.

TRAVIS. You gotta stop with the fake outs man

Though I would be very curious to see what abilities they got from either of these two high ranking Fey

Oooo shit MATT WHAT

ABU?? What the fuck

That fucking smile though holy shit

"We're gonna have words" -Travis

Ashley with the Mister plush in her head is absolutely a mood

What is even happening right now

I'm loving Braius / Sam being singled out so far

Did they just get yoinked by the Arch Heart? And now he's pulling the join me or die, fun stuff

Ooooo heartbeat in the audio nice

I absolutely adore Abu's portrayal of the Arch Heart, gods

Did he yoink them through the Gate????

Yes flatter the god of art, I'm sure that'll go well (this is only sort of sarcastic)

THE TITAN FIRE oh shit

Heeee does not seem happy about the presence of titan powers which uh tracks though

Oh no Ashton baby uhoh

"I feel like I've met you before" UH WELL YOU SEE

This could be such a big info gain opportunity

I really want to know who the other god is who wants to leave exandria

I'm having so much trouble processing all of this right now shit man

UM hi Asmodeus???? Fuuuuck

Okay okay okay wild

So many big high stakes decisions that need to be decided oooooff

✨Flattery✨ 🤣

The star is the woman who made the wish to spread the knowledge of how to build the weapon in Aeor holy shit

Robbie's grabby hands as Abu left though man

"Braius doesn't wake up." this is why you don't fuck with the dm yall, one day it won't be a joke 🤣

Holy fucking shit man.

That ring! Damn.

Since I'm just watching 107, I'll obviously not be watching 108 live tonight which means another weekend of no tumblr until Monday afternoon at least.

See yall again then ♥️

Remember to be kind to one another

[hulloitsdani]

Okay so the idea of a Kiran and Grima friendship dynamic is honestly one of my favorites in FEH.

Grima as a character was always intriguing to me, but he only became downright fascinating in retrospect of FE: Echoes. Seeing where he came from made his rather two dimensional villainy in Awakening gain a surprising amount of perspective and depth. This is a creature made purely out of a man’s insane hubris and was cursed to walk this earth for thousands of years as a result. He’s essentially Fire Emblem’s version of Frankenstein’s monster. This gave Awakening’s nature vs nurture narrative a significantly more fascinating base to stand on. Made it a bit more character driven, as you can begin to see why Grima holds the perspective that he does. However, there has yet to be a proper scenario in which we get to sit with him and explore the ideas that promises.

Which is exactly why I love the idea of Grima and Kiran. I do not think their dynamic should be dedicated to redeeming Grima via the power of friendship, as that’s more Awakening and Chrom’s brand. But rather, I think Grima getting summoned to Askr would shift the focus of nature vs nurture away from Robin and onto Grima himself. Robin got the chance to question this via their amnesia and now Grima gets to question this via this second start in a world wildly different from the one he walked for lifetimes. And Kiran acts as the off putting yet well meaning embodiment for what that could possibly mean. They are a weird, pitifully weak creature who has somehow succeeded where the scientist that made him and no doubt countless others after him have failed: They have the capacity to control Grima. This automatically means Grima has no intention to let them live for long, but they hardly have the same goals as those ambitious fools. Outside the demands of every conflict the Order finds itself caught up in, Kiran only uses their power to have interesting conversations with weird company. And when I say “use their power” I mean have tea with malicious dragon deity without loosing their head.

It’s hardly enough to get him to stop him from plotting a murder, as it’s only a matter of time before this goes south in his eyes. But it’s… intriguing to see such a comparably unmotivated individual in a position of such extreme power. The piqued curiosity leads to a the formation of a genuine bond as Mr. Wings of Despair Breath of Ruin realizes, “oh shit, I’ve encountered a being I don’t want immediately dead” and has a major existential crisis about it. It’s adjacent to Power and Nyaako from Chainsaw Man, but instead of a cat is Grima is watching this chaotic tactician earnestly fumble their way through this position thrusted upon them. And despite the light years of difference between the both of them, these two come to an understanding of one another that isn’t quite feasible by anyone else.

Meanwhile cut to the outside looking in perspective and this all looks downright insane. Kiran has befriended Fire Emblem satan. Has tea with him sometimes. It’s chill. Don’t worry about it. They say to Alfonse, who is realizing there is something not quite hinged about his tactician. Anna is crying because how the FUCK are they going to house a dragon the size of a mountain range. Sharena has been making cookies to go with the tea to give to the god of ruin this whole time.

[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

ALSO. HIIII good evening <3 holding microphone up to u. i would love ur scion thoughts post-interlude!! if u have any!! i know u have Opinions on him i wanna know how the redstringing's going!!!!

OH DUDE I HAVE SOOOOOOOOOOOO MANY FUCKING OPINIONS. GOD. WHAT THE FUCK . WAS NOT EXPECTING 2 LEARN THIS INFORMATION WHEN I WAS TIPSY ON CLOWN WINE AT MIDNIGHT BUT ALAS HERE WE FUCKING ARE I GUESS. CASUAL WORM READING EXPERIENCE. FUCK

okay okay okay oka. that interlude was so fucking good it both answered some of my questions and also gave me SO MANY MORE QUESTIONS. as soon as kevin started talking about being the most powerful man in the world i KNEW. i KNEW it was gonna be some scion bullshit. at first i thought it was gonna be like some... witch from beauty and the beast bullshit where he Was Actually scion just. posing as an eccentric homeless guy out of costume. which would have disappointed me i think because i am so dead set on scion Not Being Human.

WHICH. I FEEL SO STRONGLY IN MY HEART THIS CHAPTER SUPPORTED SO WELL. when they described how Simurgh first appeared floating motionless over a city. dude. dude. my first fucking thought with that was "hey that sounds like what people say about scion." he doesnt speak. his face never moves. hes extremely powerful, so far the only person powerful to drive away the endbringers. he's GOTTA be the same type of thing they are. not human, never was human, but for some reason he Looks Human. like... simurgh does too, but shes still huge and has weird proportions and the wings. scion as far as i know is normal sized and looks mostly human besides being gold. i havent figured that out yet

having a LOT OF FEELINGS about . the whole reason scion does what he does is because some miserable man with a heart of gold told him to. side note i reallyyyy really got attached to kevin i liked him a lot :( that brings into question SO MANY fucking things about the endbringers. this is full on mac ghostiezone game theory moment at this point but. i dont know where they came from, but it seems like at their first appearance they were... susceptible to orders? and this just happened to be an extremely lucky right place at the right time moment. I cant even imagine a world where scion wasnt a "hero" and was instead a force of destruction like the endbringers. which brings up the question... did anyone else try to talk to the endbringers at their first appearances? i cant IMAGINE anyone would willingly go near leviathan or behemoth considering their more monstrous dangerous appearance . but what about simurgh? im acting on the assumption that the endbringers are some sort of Creation and i dont know what their purpose is but either option 1: someone DID talk to the other 3 and it was someone with extremely bad intentions and gave them the orders to become what they are now or option 2: nobody said shit to them and theyre acting on base instinct????? idk. im viewing the endbringers more like. animals or natual disasters than anything and i dont know if thats exactly correct to do but its how my brain works. so.

the big difference between them is that... scion acts with a Goal, where the endbringers seem more like forces of nature that dont really act with any sort of. purpose. simurgh is the exception to this though since she went out of her way to obscure the information about power origins from reaching dragon and also the way she acts makes it seem like... she Knows something. i dont know i still have sooo many questions.

im REALLY worried about whats gonna happen now that kevin gave him the new order to kill. im really worried its gonna be like a monkeys paw situation where... maybe one or all of the endbringers will die, but then what the fuck does he do after that. come back to whats her name (is it lisette?) for more orders? theres no guarantee lisette will be anywhere near as. idk. selfless? as kevin? that feels wrong. idk. she seemed scared of that situation and didnt want the responsibility placed on her so what if she avoids it and never gives scion any other orders???? will he just fall back on old programming and start killing other "bad" things???? is THIS how the fucking apocalypse starts. this has gotta be connected to the apocalypse in some way i can feel it in my bones. scion with kill orders makes me feel crazy.

[throughtrialbyfire]

𝑾𝑰𝑷 𝑾𝒆𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒅𝒂𝒚 ♥

oh man, it's that time of the week again!! i've been busy irl with the semester coming to an end, but i always look forward to wednesday around here!

tagged by the lovely @thequeenofthewinter , thank you so much!! <33

tagging @dirty-bosmer @totally-not-deacon @viss-and-pinegar @v1ctory-or-sovngarde @orfeoarte @thana-topsy @archangelsunited @rainpebble3 @boethiahspillowbook @gilgamish @umbracirrus and you!! and there's no pressure to participate, no worries!!

this week i'm sharing some long snippets from 2 different wips - "Kill the Creature, Shed the Blood", my fic centering Dragonborn!Frothar and taking place 10-ish years after the dragon crisis began, and a snippet from the rough draft of chaper 28 of "Cycle of the Serpent" in which athenath is going into meridia's temple to get rid of the necromancer, malkoran! hope you enjoy <3

Kill the Creature, Shed the Blood

He'd heard of dragon lairs distantly, and in every story, he hoped they were exaggerating. The grass crunched under his feet as he approached the stone outcropping among the mountains. This dragon must breathe fire, he surmised. The ground, once rich with soil and plant life, cracked beneath his boots. The plants, as he'd gotten closer to the beast, appeared so sullen and dead that he'd wondered if this spot in Whiterun got any rain at all. His gaze darted around at the once-thriving soil, the dirt, the clay, all of it splitting and dusty and strange under his feet. Then, he finally allowed his gaze to land on the dragon. Sleeping atop a wall inscribed with strange markings, he could see the scales, the glinting of red, the horrible shape of it. The beast laid atop the stone like a cat on a fence, it's scaley figure breathing in slow noises. Each breath puffed out small embers and trails of smoke, rising to the sky and dissipating into the air above. Frothar tightened his armor, securing himself as well as he could. He unsheathed his blade. What was his plan, exactly?

He wanted to kill it. The thing had been terrorizing locals. This was his duty. As the oldest son of Jarl Balgruuf, he should be keeping his people safe, right? Surely this was how things went. This was his duty. But how to approach, how to take it down? Did he even have a real plan, or was this all folly? Frothar swallowed the ball of anxiety lodged firmly in his throat. He watched as the creature slumbered. He wondered if it would have been smarter to grab a bow and some arrows rather than risk it with a sword, but-

He didn't have time to think. The eyes of the creature, hearing a twig snap from a far-off deer - damned deer - thrilled open. The pupils, like slits, widened at the sight and then shrank into long, black lines. Frothar's own gaze went wide as he dashed behind a large stone, missing his death by mere inches as the beast spat fire in a way that sounded like screaming. He covered his ears, the heat searing through the rock, hotter than any summer's sun he'd ever known. He waited. The moment the dragon rose to the skies, he sprinted to another rock, watching as it flung another breath of fire at him, and ducked down low. Gods, what had he been thinking? He'd really been this stupid to march up the side of a mountain to fight a dragon wholly unprepared! He'd done this all for what? And now he was going to die here, he would die on this hill and it wouldn't be for anything or for anyone, just his own selfish fucking- The dragon landed, the ground shivering with the impact. The whole earth repulsed at the feeling of it's existence, the land quaking as the dragon tread one foot in front of the other, wings lightly rising, then lowering, sending waves of dry-sucking heat out around it. "You seek your death, little one?"

The words thrummed through Frothar's chest. Like hearing the sun speak, like feeling every lick of flames against his face. It burned from the inside out, the sound, the way they rattled through him. The words themselves burrowed into his lungs, and he clutched his sword tighter, his own throat closed in fear. Sweat poured out of him, drenching the back of his tunic, his blood racing in his ears so loud he could hardly hear, but the words… He could understand them. It was in no language he'd ever known, a language he would never be able to fully articulate, but it was not with his ears or mind he understood, but something far older. His heart raced, slamming against his sternum, breaths barely having enough time to lodge in his lungs before being pushed out of him again. "Do you come to die? Perhaps your bones will nourish me, child." Frothar knit his brow. His father. He thought of him. He thought of Jarl Balgruuf and how, no matter how many times Frothar proved himself again and again, his father would not let him out of his grasp. Whiterun needed a leader when Balgruuf was gone. It fell on the eldest's shoulders. It fell on his shoulders. It was his duty. Whiterun needed a capable leader, a good leader, a brave leader. He would not die a coward. At the least, he'd go down and he'd do it swinging.

Cycle of the Serpent, Chapter 28

A foul air pitched low through the corridors, thick in the winding depths of the temple. Moss overpowered the stones, shrouded in its blinding dark. The stench of decay wafted through the Altmer's senses. Athenath pressed their sleeve to his nose, forcing himself not to gag at the odor. Meaty and slithering, sweet like overripe fruit trampled under the foot of a count's horses. He stepped forward, flinching as the noises of battle shredded the once-quiet air above them, using their sword to break apart spiderwebs that threaded through the temple's corners and crevices. The hair on the back of their neck prickled, skin bumping, spine aching with the all-too-familiar dread that sent a shiver down the column. The lit braziers up ahead offered both peace and terror. A presence had been here. The dark, then, seemed safer than the figure they knew lurked deeper in the temple. Still, he pushed one foot ahead of the other along the well-worn stones, creeping low as to not draw the attention of whoever - or whatever - had contaminated the temple of Meridia. A burning ache at the back of his throat caught them as they continued forward, caution in every shallow breath they nearly feared to breathe. Guilt should be for later, he told himself, but it threatened them now in here, the guilt of aiding a Daedric Prince. Was what the Vigilants said true? Was this doing the bidding of something that would merely toss them aside when through? It's not like he had a choice. They hadn't seen the light, the Lady of Infinite Energies, the way she hovered as a bright and shining beacon in the skies above Solitude. And Athenath, unfortunately, had. Still, it did little to stop his hand from clutching the amulet of Mara beneath his clothes.

[....] He lowered himself once again, creeping towards it, and picked the lock with ease. For a moment, they were glad that Emeros and Wyndrelis were above, fighting off the Vigilants. It saved him the embarrassment of the other two pointing out the door to the half-distracted Altmer. Then, shame filled his face with red, as he wrapped a hand around the lever. He shouldn't rejoice their absence right now. They were up there, fighting off the Vigilants so that Athenath had a chance to investigate the temple, as they all wanted to. Who knew how the battle above was going? Who could say if his friends were dead or alive? Athenath stifled the thought, smothered it deep until it choked out. There was nothing saying that his friends weren't alive and waiting for him. They had to have hope.

[....]

The further Athenath went, the more they clung to this idea. Sometimes, a moment of idle collection of breath and thought, they clutched the amulet hanging out of the collar of his shirt. They wondered if Mara had sent them to Skyrim for a reason. Surely, her devotee would find a place to spread her compassion and her love in all its forms, in this land claimed by war and its aftermath? Maybe it was no mistake Athenath would be attending the Bard's College, after all. Training with them, then going off into the world, maybe this was exactly where they were meant to be. Even though pain soared through their body from various injuries, even when hope dimmed when he drank the last of his healing potions, they pushed onward into the temple. Meridia had asked it of them. Mara was commanding them. Mother Mara, lady of compassion, of love, of family, the lady Athenath looked to when the world crumbled and the stars burned out and the sun breathed its last. The lady who forgave him, who gave them a new life, unwasted here. This was an extension of Mara's compassion. It had to be.

[funkyfreshman]

Took 400 Millie’s Gramos of gerberts if u will,( this one’s for you Ted 👴) and am rewatching the entirety of httyd shows and all and holy ahit

Will be documenting journey.

Abious spilers:

Took doucuments:

Ep-1

-GOBBER MENTIONED

- Mildred if this show wasn’t stinky fart he would be like STOCKICJ KILL THOSES FUCKING ERAGONS STIDPSUSUDJ STUPID

- I was writing this post during show and kept getting distracted so that’s it lol

-wait no I love stiok he’s a bit stupid but I love he he fix it in the end I’m so happy I love god dads in media

-GOBBER MENTIONED

Ep: 2

-GOBBER MENTION

-WAIT BRO JUST GOT BUNED WITH FIRe and didn’t flinch what

-It’s his gay power✨

- I love my gay sons and lesbian daughter

-GOBBER MENTIONED

-HES BECOME A SALES MAN

-BRO HAS BEEF WITH A 5 YEAR OLD YOUR 150😭😭😭

-his design is peak tho

-mean this in the most Aro of Ace possible hes so sexy

-wait jk

-wait no yeah

-GOD SOM HICUO AWHAIGH AUGH 🤮🤮❤️

-GOBBER EPISODE

-HE JUST CURSED THAT BABY WHAT

-NO MY HEWLTY YAOI IS TOXIC YAOI GOBBBER WRF

-THEY HATE EACH OTHER

-THEY OUTA RHEFE

-WHAT ARE TOU TWO DOUNG

-bro what if she accidentally killed him what are u doing GIRL

-shskajshdhdhd STOICK

-THEY LEFT HIM THERE

-AMONGUS NO AMNONGS NO NO SISBJSXD. KNO ONNO HICCUP U HE SAD HES SHAD AND HA

-hookfang no he bust

-oh cool gratin fight yippee

-snotlout is so upset bonninknn fish I no no gobber fuck off

-he budddy is okay and snotlout is so happy he hsjsjzhdsjs ah

-I FIRGOT HE BECOMES A DENTIST HOLY SHIT

Ep: 3

WHY DID IT ZOOM INTO HIS RITS

-animal trama ep

-TIT SHOT

-again imagine she accidentally killed him

-Bro INTENTIONALITY PULLED HER DOWN THERE WHAT, FRESK

-ew actual romantic relationship

-GOBBER MENTIONED

-WHAT HES A WITCH

-HES A WITCH A WOCTH

-gothi a bad bitch she’s so real, she’s taking no chances

-ew I hate actual romantical relationships ew I hate actual romantical relationships

-exposure therapy

-WAIT THATS SHDJSJKSKS

-WHAT ARE YOU DOING FOSHLEGS

-oh no his dad trust him so much hiccup I failoror

-THAT SHEEP IS DEAD

-BUCJET NO

-SNITLOUT SHOULD HAVE DIED

-wait they all followed him no questioned no complaints that’s so cute what aughgh 🤮

-GOBBER MENTIONED

-THEY ARE GONNA FREEZE TO DEATH

-WHAT IF YOI KILKED KNE

GOBBER MENTIONED

-THEY ARE GONNA DIE

-TF IS MEATLUG GINNA DO WITH THOSES TONY AH WINGS

-your dragons saved us from literally dying in the fucking cold son

-what

-GOBBER MENTIONED

-funky beat

-funky beat the ending

Ep: 4

-that should have killed snotlout

-what was

-what

-diva

-THE ANIMATION GOT GOOD FOR 3 seconds csahwath

-bad evil tiny dragon

- it’ capable of manipulation

-it’s capable of manipulation

-You stupid cunt dragon

-YOU STUPID CUBT BOY

-sick ass dragon

-they are researchers at the age of 5 what unfair

-he’s emo right now bitch leave him alone

-EVEB THI O HICCUP IS BEINH A STUPID CUNT HE STILL TRIES TO PROTECT HIM, BRUH HICCUP YOU CENUTLY STJPID

-nuh huh bi stjeop stole stk stop stop yoCUEHHEJSBSJWJDHDIHR🤮🤮👎👎👎👹👹👹🔥💥

-Big very scary tree stomping dragon fuck outta here

-yeah u dumb fuck face

-🥸toothless invasive maneuvers

-Tirch is a bith ass hoe

-GIBBER MENTIONED

Ep: 5……I hope

-sick ass beat

-no he jumped

-BRI BRO BRI BRI BRO BRO

-snotlout almost died

-what is this episode

-What the FUCK

-WHY THEY FEET OUT

-What rhe fuck

-GONNER MENTIONED

-SHUT YOUR HE FUCK UP DOKTNSAY

-GOBBER MENTIONED

-WHAT WHAY WHAT WHAT WHAT YOU STUPID FAG

-bro knock

-WHAT FISHLEGS

- “like hello he was trying to be freaky”

WHAT

-as much as it sucks that stoick keeps on going against hiccuob he’s also the CHEIF OF BEEK we know he really really want to support him but again HES THE CHEIF OF BERK his work comabnds a fuck done of people so yeah he wants support him but he can’t

-bro just creamed at the idea what

-BRO HTF IS HWLE GONNA “TAKE CARE OF THE DEGINS “ hE CANRS FUCKING FLY

Z-EHAT WHAT HE LOVES A SHEEP?

-HES A FURRY

What

-bye bye fursona

-that’s the episode.

Ep 6:

-is this the season fanislu?

-this might be the season fanauky?

-ew actual romantical relationship

-GOBBER MENTIONED

-what

- who is this diva

- huge beef with this 5 year old over here

-SHUT THE FUCK UP

-bro probably thought a lot of people were gonna die so he sent hiccup away to like idk like Amongus I had a thought but now it’s gone

- fish legs died

-SHUT UP

-GOBBER MENTIONED

-hot

-hehsshdhddhhdddhdh cute

-I THOUGH HICCUPS SAID SHIT SHIT SHIT it sounded so right

-that was cooo as fuck

No uo stupid cunt

-WHAT FREAK DONT

-this is crazy

-gonner mentioned

-wait the plot thickens

-lmao omg bro does not care about him

-gobber mentioned

-bro 🫢 wtf

-no I almost got shit busy fucking arrows

-actually sick as hell

-HOW IS HE NOT DEAD OH MY GOD

-and fuck ya boat too

Evil guy lives

And get

Get this

Is evil

-your a freaky freak that freaks around my town in your freaky freak freaks suit freaking Al over my unfreajed town

Ep:7

-GOBBER MENTIONED

-ope

-bro had si idea how to ride that dragon like at all

-why is it always there at any time of day what are

-he’s a really good CHEIF he just need to learn to like separate the two but also like not cause a lot of the time it makes sense what he’s doing

-I think stoick needs to reslizr not everyone is like him

-he dead

-kk what

Bro wtf open ur ears

-evil pigs that attack at almost night

-RHY SO MANY

-what m. Stoick did nothing

Ep. 8)

-wait that’s cute

-What is that name

-lGIBBER MENTIONED

-WHAT

AGAT

Wha

What

That so fucking funny hijouhvvshut shut

-I can’t think so more I stop

[francesminos-tt]

https://pin.it/Sx5n5tS

THIS JOFFREY GETTING FUCKED BY PERFECT BOY DAERON 🥺 ​​please

"perfect boy" like Daeron works with Jacaerys in the Targaryen company 👀 everyone knows him for being a serious, elegant and formal man :)

his and joff's personality clashes but they fuck sometimes

Daeron waited for half an hour until his patience ran out. He stood up, smoothed out his suit, finished his lemon water and tipped the waiter handsomely before exiting the fancy restaurant with an empty stomach.

He found his date sitting on the curb across the street, a half-empty beer bottle in hand, and a cigarette between his lips. Daeron’s date was young man with black curls and an easy smile. He wore a simple black T-shirt and jeans, exposing his toned arm and the intricate tattoo on his skin. Daeron noticed there was a new tattoo, a pair of dragon wings on the young man’s wrist.

“Hi, Daeron!” Joffrey took a final drag of the cigarette and waved at Daeron, laughing goofily, “Want a smoke?”

“What are you doing here?” Daeron stopped in front of Joffrey as the unique mix of cigarette, booze, and cologne invaded his nostrils.

“Having a beer.” Joffrey raised the beer bottle before taking another sip from it, “Isn’t that obvious?”

“On the curb?” Daeron frowned, loosening his tie. He always found it hard to breathe next to Joffrey, the strong smell of alcohol and nicotine burning his throat.

Joffrey shrugged, the silver earning he wore dangling with his movement. His hair was slightly damp, probably from the earlier drizzle. How long had he been sitting on the curb? Why didn’t he come inside? Joffrey was a Velaryon, a direct decedent of the formidable Seasnake, the most powerful man in the trading and commodity industry. He wasn’t short of money or courage to enter a fancy restaurant.

“Why don’t you come in? I told you to meet in the restaurant.” Daeron tried his best to remain calm. He was a successful businessman, always calm, collected, and professional, but his patience always ran low in front of Joffrey.

“They won’t let me inside without covering my tattoos.” Joffrey waved his tattooed arm before Daeron, “I forgot my jacket, so.”

“You could have called me.” Daeron grabbed Joffrey’s wrist to pull him up, snatching the beer bottle from his hand as well.

“My phone is dead.” Joffrey pouted, a drop of sweat sliding down his neck into his collar.

“You forgot your jacket on purpose, didn’t you?” Daeron hissed. He didn’t dare to speak too loudly, for he had already noticed the hidden cameras down the street.

Joffrey Velaryon was the black sheep of his family. His older brother Jacaerys worked in Targ Group with Daeron, a worthy rival and a decent friend. Another of his brother Lucerys was the heart of social media who had more than 20M followers on Instagram. Joffrey’s two younger brothers, Aegon and Viserys, were in still college but had shown their talents respectively. Aegon the younger was a young scholar, while Viserys had won three international championships in chess. Compared to his brothers, Joffrey wasn’t a leading figure in any field. He played music, but not professionally; he painted, but only in Graffiti; he went to college, but never graduated. If Daeron had to use one word to describe Joffrey, he would say, free.

Joffrey had never cared about the public’s opinions. He had been caught by paparazzi in various different scandalous situations, clubbing, passing out in the street from alcohol, or at the front row of an anti-capitalism parade. In a way, he was social media’s darling too. The only difference between him and Lucerys was that Joffrey got all the criticism while Lucerys got all the praise.

Joffrey lived in a different world with Daeron. Daeron was serious, organized, elegant and formal, while Joffrey was carefree, chaotic, wild and easygoing. Their values and personalities couldn’t be more different, but for some reason, Daeron was intrigued by Joffrey. Perhaps it was Joffrey’s free spirit that attracted Daeron.

“I am allergic to fancy places.” Joffrey scratched his arm, a cute pout still on his lips, “You have the right to plan our date there, and I have the right to not showing up.”

Daeron didn’t want to hear Joffrey’s nonsense anymore, so he crushed their lips together, the hidden cameras completely forgotten. He had no self-control in front of Joffrey. One glance from Joffrey’s dark eyes was enough throw Daeron off edge.

Joffrey opened his mouth immediately, inviting Daeron’s tongue in. He wrapped his tattooed arms around Daeron’s neck, his hips grinding against Daeron’s, their clothed cock brushing against each other. Joffrey moaned into the kiss, his tongue desperately seeking Daeron’s.

“Come.” Daeron broke the kiss after biting Joffrey’s lower lip so hard that blood stained the brunette’s pink lips, “I am not going to fuck you in front of the cameras.”

“No? I think that will be rather hot.” Joffrey licked the blood away and winked.

Daeron finished the remaining beer in one go and smashed the glass bottle on the ground. He grabbed Joffrey’s wrist again and shoved the giggling brunette into a cramped back alley.

“I will take you here, in the back alley.” Daeron said, taking off his suit jacket, leaving only a black shirt and vest.

“Because I’ve been a bad boy?” Joffrey had his face pressed against the stone wall, but his smile was so bright that it almost blinded Daeron.

“Because that’s where you belong.” Daeron whispered in Joffrey’s ear as he pulled off Joffrey’s jeans roughly. He unbuckled his belt, his designer suit pants hanging loosely on his hips.

“In a back alley?” Joffrey shivered when Daeron’s finger slid between his butt cheeks, poking his anticipating hole playfully.

“Like a rat.” Daeron bit Joffrey’s earlobe, tugging Joffrey’s earing with his teeth.

“You are very romantic.” Joffrey’s sentence caught in his throat as Daeron’s free hand pumped his cock. Joffrey reached his own hand back to return the favor, taking Daeron’s cock into his palm and began to stroke gently. Contrary to his appearance, Joffrey was gentle on bed. He liked tender kisses and postcoital cuddles, willing to give and greedy to receive.

Daeron kissed Joffrey’s neck, then his shoulder, all the way down his back. He pushed one finger inside Joffrey without much effort. Joffrey’s hole was loose and well lubed, ready for Daeron’s cock like an eager slut.

“You came prepared?” Daeron pushed another finger in and curled, pressing on the sensitive point on Joffrey’s wall, “You have loosened yourself for my cock but you refused to have dinner with me in a restaurant?”

Joffrey moaned as Daeron’s finger brushed against a particularly good spot. He arched his back and stuck his ass out to give Daeron more access. He was so hard already. He normally preferred tender sex, but Daeron’s toughness always made his skin prickle with desire. Only Daeron could awaken the greedy beast within him, filling him up so well that Joffrey could come just by imagining Daeron’s cock inside him.

“I love fucking you. Doesn’t mean I love having dinner with you.” Joffrey managed to say between moans, “don’t mistake me for a girl.”

“Bad, spoiled, greedy boy.” Daeron pulled his fingers out and gave Joffrey’s ass a loud slap. He thrust in, stretching Joffrey’s hole without mercy, while he kept spanking the brunette.

Joffrey bit his lower lip to prevent himself from screaming. The humiliation of being spanked and the euphoria of having Daeron inside him made him shake with despair. He balanced himself against the wall with one hand, and his fingers had dug into the stone at some point, but he was too carried away to notice.

However, Daeron’s thrust stopped abruptly, leaving Joffrey unfinished and crawling for more.

“Move, damn it!” Joffrey hissed, trying to move his own hips instead, but Daeron put a strong hand on his lower back to stop him.

“Say you are sorry and you won’t keep me waiting again.” Daeron demanded.

“In your fucking dreams, you power hungry pervert-Uh!” Joffrey jumped when Daeron spanked him again, drops of pre cum leaked fro. his hard cock.

“Say it. Be a good boy and apologize, Joffrey.”

Joffrey was determined to keep his mouth shut, but his resolve proved useless in front of Daeron. Soon he could no longer think straight, consumed by desire that he forgot all about his dignity.

“Please, I am sorry! I am a bad boy!” Joffrey blurted out, “I will be good next time. I won’t keep you waiting again! Please fuck me now!”

Daeron was on the verge of exploding too, so he resumed thrusting before Joffrey could finish his sentence. They both moaned loudly, and Daeron was sure the whole street could hear.

But he couldn’t care about reputation now. Joffrey had set him free, free of duty and tiresome obligations. Now Daeron belonged to Joffrey, a wild soul that no one could truly conquer.

Daeron would like to try though, for a million times.

[jacqcrisis]

Fuck it. Character stuff about the Teacher Dad and his monster harem:

The Normal Human Dad's late wife was a dragon. Not a human with wings and a few scales, not a lady whose secretly a dragon, but an actual honest to god Big Ole Dragon. She was murdered two years ago when it was found out she was betrothed to a human and Normal Human Dad and his children barely got away alive.

He has a teenage son who is half human half dragon and a 'daughter' who hasn't hatched yet. She's been dormant in her egg since the passing of her mother, but she's still alive in there. Just waiting, they suppose and she could hatch any day.

The orc is trans, green, has large tusks, wears glasses, has flowing dark locks that are tastefully braided, and has never heard of a shirt. He's a verbose, intellectual hardass and a brick shithouse, but he means well and is very protective of his drama students.

The slime thing is an amorphous ball of blackish reddish... goo??? that uses a human shaped white plastic suit that looks like a faceless mannequin when they're in public. They can take on shapes for a limited time but need a shell, like their suit, to hold anything too complex for too long. They are very sweet yet shy with new people and is many students' favorite teacher.

The Naga has the lower body of a snake (about 20ft long) and the upper body of a person and a viperish head, along with being covered in iridescent black scales with a pale underbelly. He is percieved as closed off, vain, a little creepy, and a showoff, often happy to show his athleticism and his intellect. He can be very dry and has a habit of passive aggression and backhanded comments. Definitely a rougher edge to him that wards new people away and unathletic students have a strong distaste for him.

The kitsune looks the most human, with the usual fox ears and tails, but even if he hid those, the teeth, the eyes, and the nails would give it away. He's a social butterfly and a joker; sarcastic and playful, a lot of students also like him as well and he's quick to get in good with the new guy. Him and the Naga are exes and they're both awful about it.

The Minotaur is a highland cow looking monster with shaggy reddish brown fur and well kept horns for days, he is a friendly, dopey, himbo of a man. What he lacks in brains, he makes up in enthusiasm and an unrelenting need to be your pal who cares deeply for his players. Normal Dad's son is on the sport team and the Minotaur loves that he is also a 'righteous crossbreed'.

The Thing What Does Haunt and Clean the Halls. He's there. He's big spooky. Things gets dark around this long, hulking, unidentifiable creature. It is hard to Look Upon Him. Do not Look Upon Him. But he puts little origami flowers and confiscated treats on the Dad's desk so thats....something.

And of course, our Dad. He's an unassuming man, chronically tired, clearly still sad over his wife being dead, and anxious over his unhatched daughter. He needs...so many hugs, but he's making the most of this chance he's been given to be a Chemistry teacher at this strange school. He's a helpful, curious, nervous man who only wants to do what's best for his kids. If only some handsome man or thing could show him how there's still some romance just waiting to be a part of his life...

[moonlightheretic]

Possible sequel to The Heretic

Well, never thought I would be contemplating this.

Actually never thought I would be writing more than a one-shot here and there since I ended it.

But all this news...has me so inspired. At first I was rejoicing but then I started to mourn as Bioware's game took shape in trailers, articles and teasers. I AM fundamentally overjoyed that the game is coming out this fall. But I must admit that the game feels so far nothing like what I thought it would, but that is to be expected.

I got lost in my own Head-Canon for nearly 10 years. That just isn't reality for Dragon Age: The Veilguard, it just never will be. It is a process of accepting and letting go for me. Not that I had hoped DATV would look anything like The Heretic, but more so I couldn't fathom the game itself without it. Perhaps that sounds pretty stupid, but I wrote my fic to fill in the vast void Bioware left over these years and now it is time to yank my head-canon out of that void and replace it with what Bioware has cooked up. Its just, well, a lot at the moment.

However, instead of ripping up my Head-Canon in preparation for the game this fall, I am thinking up an audacious idea. What if I bridged the gap between them? A mini sequel that leads up to The Veilguard?

If you read The Heretic to the very end then you will be wondering "Wait, what? How? I thought----"

MAJOR SPOILER UNDER THE LINE...

Moon'Hwa is dead. But the Inquisitor is coming back in DA4 (Which holy fuck yes!!! This is confirmed!!) So um how is that going to play out???"

Well, you are correct, she is dead, very dead and her spirit is repurposed inside the ever-growing Wolf monster Solas keeps just beyond the Veil. And Solas has promised the Circulum to Mythal...

Here is the thing, Varric and co. didn't promise anything to anyone, perhaps Solas has accepted the fate of Moon'hwa but certain former Inquisition companions have not. See where I am leading with this?

and what if Solas has preserved Moon'Hwa much like he did for her father 26 or so years ago...tucked away in his sanctuary he now has to leave for Arlathan forest...unattended. *screams*

Honestly, one of the main reasons I killed her off was to accept the new protag in the new game. Because like 7 years ago Bioware said that the Inquisitor's journey was over and that they would NOT be coming back. Yep, well that fucking changed. Sorta wish I hadn't killed her now. I am however not bringing her back for convenance. I do think I could write something compelling that bridges The Heretic and DATV together nicely, while building my new character for Rook.

Okay well anyway. I have the very very rough opening to this possible sequel. CW for * dead, decaying birds. *

"I knew you would come."  Leliana croaked as she caressed the black feathers of the deceased raven. “This little bird slammed its body against the bars of my window.” She held it aloft, spreading its wings with her thumb and index finger. “A little warning wrapped up in twine.” She kissed its bulbous skewed foot. “So many little warnings.”

“I would not sully myself by sharing your air." Candlelight swept viciously over his face as the wind ushered its fury into the hollows of the stone.

"Yet here you are. Desperate like any other man searching for something lost. Your most powerful weapon gone and dead. Oh, what will you ever do?"

"Where is she?"

The former spymaster snaked a gleaming grin, "The mighty Dread wolf chases his tail. The rumors said you couldn't be fooled. Did you spread that yourself so that no one tries?"

Solas's eyes fell, downcast upon the decrepit stone flooring, scanning the plucked feathers and accompanying avian bones strewn about aimlessly.  "Such a waste. What will you do with so much guilt?" "She deserved to die!" Leliana lashed out, the dead raven husk snapping in her fingers. "As do you, but you will suffer first."

........................................................................

Y'all am I insane? I think I am insane.

[possumplagues]

You're Coming Home With Me (WIP)

Steve was accustomed to encountering strange things upon waking. With Vecna still out there, doing god knows what, every wake-up was accompanied by some kind of screeching from the latest creature to escape the Upside Down, or rumbling as the gates grew even more, or— or something. He was even used to waking up to people grabbing him, since Robin and Dustin tended to shake him awake for one reason or another, regardless of whether or not they had been at his house the night before. 

However, what he wasn’t used to was waking up to rough, distinctly non-human hands grabbing his shoulders, while a strange figure loomed over him, in a place that was decidedly not his bedroom. Steve bolted upright and smashed his head into the figure’s nose. 

In response, the thing growled and pushed Steve back down, staring at him with the reddest eyes Steve had ever seen. Like, those fuckers were glowing.

Which was particularly strange, seeing as creatures from the Upside Down tend to, y’know, not have any eyes. Or a… strangely human face? Wait…

“Eddie?!” Steve nearly shouted as he got a better look at the face. It was definitely the face of the metalhead, but that wasn’t possible, because the guy was dead. Dustin had watched him die. Steve had seen his corpse, covered in bloody bites and gashes inflicted by demo-bats. 

Plus its face was the only feature that resembled Eddie Munson. Or, like, even a human.

As Steve got a better look, the less convinced he was that this was Eddie. For starters, those hands grabbing his shoulders? Not hands. They were claws, vaguely in the shape of hands, connected to what looked like massive fucking wings. Kinda like a… what, wyvern? One of those dragon looking things that had wings rather than front legs. He was fairly sure Dustin had called those wyverns. And the creature had bat ears sprouting from its head, swiveling around. One of them seemed to have a tear in it. 

Plus, it was like, way too tall. Steve couldn’t see much from this angle, but normally Eddie was about his height. So, reasonably, its knees and feet should more or less line up with Steve’s at this angle but they definitely didn’t. Its knees seemed to be planted closer to Steve’s ankles, with its feet god knows where. 

Also, was that a fucking tail swishing around? Or, better yet, like three tails?!

Still, the thing seemed to calm down when Steve called him Eddie. Its growling ceased, replaced by a rumble that almost resembled purring. And… its face really did look like Eddie’s, minus the glowing red eyes. Even its hair was the same as Eddie’s, if a bit longer and messier, which would make sense, seeing as it had been… god, like a month. Eddie had died a month ago.

“Munson, if that’s you, you gotta let me know somehow man, because I’m freaking out a little,” Steve said, trying to control his breathing. If this wasn’t Eddie, he was fucked. He didn’t know where he was, couldn’t see jack shit, and had no weapons. Plus, he was already pinned down by this creature that could very well just be a random beast from the Upside Down looking for a meal.

“Ha…rn…ton…” the creature rasped, as if unused to speaking. If this was Eddie… that would make sense. He probably wouldn’t have even had someone to speak to in a month now. Who else was there to talk to in the hellscape? With only demo-creatures and fucking Vecna for company, there weren’t many good conversation partners.

“Eddie?” Steve questioned. The grip on his shoulders loosened, and he warily reached a hand up towards the creature’s face. In response it… it fucking nuzzled Steve’s hand, erupting into a full on purr. Its eyes fluttered closed, seeming content. Steve’s eyes widened in wonder.

“Holy shit,” he breathed softly, “You’re alive. You’re really alive.”

He felt a very slight nod against his hand. 

“Please, god, don’t let this be a dream, or some kind of Vecna fuckery,” Steve said, desperate. “I really don’t think I can handle this being illusory bullshit.”

The entire party was getting sick of Vecna’s mind games and illusions. Without those dirty tricks, they surely would have caught up with the fucker and killed him for good by now. Insteads, they were stuck running around in circles like chickens with their heads cut off. 

“Re…al. No… Ve…na…” Eddie struggled, picking his head up and staring down at Steve meaningfully with those big red eyes. 

“Okay. Okay, that’s good,” Steve muttered, closing his eyes for a moment as his mind tried to catch up with the situation he was in. Eddie was alive, but definitely wasn’t a human. Something had happened to him. Something had turned him into some kind of… creature. Steve could deal with that. Or, he could compartmentalize that and have Dustin and the party deal with it. They could figure out what the hell was going on. They always did. 

Now Steve just had to figure out where the hell he was. He was laying on something hard, but padded. It was slightly chilly, like he was exposed to the elements. The area was only slightly illuminated, seemingly by moonlight, but he couldn't see anything beyond Eddie. 

“Ya mind letting me up dude?” Steve asked, patting Eddie’s not-arm. The bony, solid part of the wing that connected to Eddie’s clawed hand. 

Eddie grumbled in response, but finally released his grip on Steve, sitting up fully. Steve did the same, and oh god was Eddie large. He seemed to be kneeling, but even then, he was far taller than Steve was used to. Like, a solid two heads higher. Sure, typically kneeling would give a normal human Eddie a slight height advantage over a sitting Steve, but not this much. It was intimidating as all hell. If Eddie wanted to, he could easily overpower Steve. 

Hell, he already had.

Steve scooted backwards slightly to free his leg, bumping into something. Or… was he in something that curved inwards? 

Was he in the fucking boathouse?

He stood up, squinting as his eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness. He was absolutely in the boathouse. Hard to forget a place where a greasy metalhead tried to kill him with a broken bottle.

Of course this is where Eddie would go to hide. 

To be fair, where else was he supposed to hide in Hawkins, looking how he does now? If anyone else had seen him (except maybe Dustin), they’d immediately assume he was one of the escaped Upside Down creatures and attempt to eliminate him. Likely in the most brutal and efficient way possible.

Steve didn’t want to think about what would have happened if, god forbid, Hopper or Nancy had been the first to see Eddie as he is now.

At first glance, Eddie really does look very threatening. Steve took a moment to properly take him in without panicking,

Steve had already noticed just how tall Eddie was now. However, he hadn’t bulked out at all. In fact, he looked thinner. Bony, like he was malnourished. He was pale, and the texture of his skin looked… of. Although maybe that was just the poor lighting.

Those were also definitely wings. His “arms” were bent at strange angles, and despite them being folded, Steve could just barely see the membrane of the wing. From the looks of it, Eddie hadn’t had it easy over the last month (how could he, in that hellscape?). The small bit of wing membrane that Steve could see was tattered. He wondered if Eddie could actually fly with those.

Steve couldn’t see Eddie’s legs, but judging from what he could feel, they had more joints than normal. More bends. He wasn’t sure he really wanted to see them. He could, however, just barely make out the three curiously swishing tails behind Eddie.

They looked exactly like demo-bat tails.

“Dude, how the hell did you manage to get me here without waking me up?” Steve said, wandering around the boathouse. He hadn’t been here long while Eddie was hiding out, but he definitely had some very uh. Distinct memories. Namely the whole “being held against the wall with a broken bottle to his throat” event.

He’d tried not to dwell on that memory. For a variety of reasons. Mainly, thinking about it had reminded him of just how dead Eddie was. He had only known the man for a short time, but having yet another person taken from him by this mess, no matter how short they’d known each other, had fucking wrecked Steve.

However, there was another reason as well… Whenever he thought too hard about it, about Eddie, he found himself flushed and absolutely didn’t want to question why. Especially when the man had been very much dead. Him being alive now certainly complicated Steve’s thoughts about, well, everything.

Compartmentalize, Steve, he thought to himself. Deal with all of that later.

He looked back to Eddie for an answer, only to see him curled up in the boat, wings covering everything except his face and tails. He really looked like a strange cat. A very, very strange cat.

He seemed to have given up on words, instead just letting out an odd chirping noise in response. He was gesturing with his tails for Steve to lay back down in the boat, though he wasn’t sure how Eddie expected him to do that now that the metalhead was occupying essentially the entire thing. Instead, Steve walked to the boat and sat against it. 

What was he supposed to do now? He couldn’t leave Eddie alone. He didn’t trust that the metalhead would still be there when he returned. However, Eddie couldn’t really leave the boathouse. Steve wasn’t sure how he managed to snatch him up without being noticed, but it seemed like tempting fate to try it twice. He didn’t have his walkie talkie with him, having not expected to literally be snatched out of his bed while he was sleeping, so he couldn’t contact anyone. 

He tilted his head back into the boat and let out a sigh. 

(The first chapter of this should be out on AO3 by the end of the week)

(Please let me know if you noticed any spelling/grammar errors)

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