#oralech/volfred sandalwood

[blue-unifox]

Fuck it

*adventure times your pyres*

[solarfalling]

I made a pyresona….

Thats a baro’t saya btw!!! Hello Philippines. This game is about You.

[raynewton]

Pyre x Hollow Knight

Shae the Shaman, Confessor Tariq, Nailmaster Hedwyn (seems like he has secret ties to mantises), Volfred of the Greenpath (someone marked him as a kindred spirit) and the True Hunter Oralech!

Pssst @yakkitylylac here's your moontouched snail!

[laughingpinecone]

Pic and "I want a pair of friendship necklaces exactly like that only it says "kindred spirits"" courtesy of Quill!

[aryisacapricat]

Magma doodles from me, @blue-unifox, and @yakkitylylac :3

[under-snow-vixen]

vaguely a scene from A Reunion of Souls by thornedwritings

[exultedshores]

They march. Their group is sizeable, a good hundred of the revolution’s agents trailing behind a small number of figures clad in the white raiments of their ascension. Hedwyn, their Golathanian, walks arm-in-wing with his Fikani; Jodariel, Soliam Murr incarnate, has a tight hold on Ignarius’ hand, their horns knocking together affectionately; Ti’zo, the spitting image of his grandfather, sits atop the wild hair of Chae, who’s all but skipping alongside Almer and Dalbert of the Fate. Seven of the eight Scribes and their friends, their entourage, marching shoulder to shoulder down the alabaster streets. Oralech stands alone at the head of the procession, dressed in the uniform of a field medic that marks him even more recognisable than the bright robes of those behind him. He would have donned his raiments as well, out of a sense of uniformity if nothing else, but the Demon’s clothing no longer fit his diminished frame. He is no Demon, and he is no Scribe. He is the star that beckons them ever onward.

[pyrepalaver]

3 of Arrows, in Reversal (Volfred/Oralech, 200 words, worksafe)

Old habits fade slow, Oralech had found. Even without horns greater than good, Oralech wore his back button shirts, even with hands too stiff to unsheathe those coin-shaped disks. Bertrude promised him the 5 of Coins, once; family amongst poverty. Alone but together. Volfred instead promised him 10 of Sails, with the sort of smile of someone who believed in foolish magics more than he'd ever admit; a story of joyous togetherness that could be shared amongst many. How strange such things felt under his tongue. Cards could tell nothing, he knew, as every rational man did, but the thoughts stayed glimmering in his mind, shining when he least expected it. Still, as oldness grew in his knuckles, it did not so in Volfred's, and smooth fingers would free him from confinement, run up his spine with a feigned sort of accident, linger on his neck with a boldness from which only he had impunity. And touch led to touch, and Volfred's lips claimed his, and 3 of Arrows, in reversal would flash in his mind; healing from a shattered heart. Mending every ripped piece with a red thread. Volfred's hands moved wherever they pleased. Old habits fade slow, repeat.

[vonvenerables]

Update Boost!

It’s winter in New Wakingwood and the Moontouched Girl is visiting Oralech’s clinic. 

Pyre Fanfiction: Dreams of the Downside

After the Rites, after the rebellion, after Yslach, the residents of the downside pick themselves up, dust themselves down and carry on.

AKA: do you like slice of life? Because I got slice of life.

[theroseandthebeast]

Yuletide 2022 Recs, Batch Five

17 recs for Master & Commander, Midsommar, Nope, Only Murders In The Building, Peacemaker, Persuasion, Point Break, Pyre, Ready or Not?, Severance, The Sleuth of the Ming Dynasty, Transistor, and Under the Banner of Heaven

Cadential Motion

Jack Aubrey/Stephen Maturin - “I’ll be frank with you, Captain, it’s a relief to finally have you in my chair. I was beginning to worry that you didn’t trust my expertise.”

Aubrey and Maturin discover that their first impressions of one another were borne out of some misunderstandings.

Hasaeti 

Dani Ardor/Pelle - Dani learns about the ongoing responsibilities of the May Queen, deepens her relationship with the land - and finds her throne.

Beyond The Stars

Angel Torres, OJ Haywood - It'd been seven months since they last spoke, but who's counting?

Making wishes is a sucker’s game, but at least there’s cake

Mabel Mora & Oliver Putnam & Charles-Haden Savage - Mabel isn’t celebrating her birthday because she stopped doing that when she was 8 years old. Charles and Oliver find a way to be there for her anyway.

Portrait of the Artist

Theo Dimas/Mabel Mora, Mabel Mora & Oliver Putnam & Charles-Haden Savage - Winter brings back memories for Mabel, but also the opportunity to make new ones.

I'm Feeling This

Adrian Chase/Christopher Smith - Adrian doesn't have feelings but he does feel things. He feels a lot for Chris. More than for anyone else.

I Must Go Up From The Seas Again.

Anne Elliot/Frederick Wentworth - It sounds bitter to say that he's still not over his ex who wouldn't uproot her entire life, leave her entire support system behind, and go be a trailing spouse for five years in a place with no career prospects for herself.

Of Duty, and A Path Not Ridden

Anne Elliot/Frederick Wentworth - Two years after Miss Anne Elliot declined to marry Captain Frederick Wentworth of His Majesty's Navy, an opportunity arises for the captain to renew his suit.

come as you are

Bodhi/Johnny Utah - Johnny goes to Mexico, and there's one more Ex-President.

The Ultimate Ride

Bodhi/Johnny Utah - Even reeling from the shock that Johnny jumped out of the plane without a parachute to tackle him mid-air and point a gun at his head, Bodhi has never felt more connected to anyone.

Because Bodhi’s been chasing the ultimate ride his whole life and one look into Johnny’s eyes as they fall to earth together makes it crystal clear that Johnny is already there.

Constellations of the fall

Oralech/Volfred Sandalwood, Volfred Sandalwood/Tariq - Terrible starlight shines on Oralech as he lays dying on the northern slopes of Mount Alodiel. The same truth hangs over Volfred and Tariq, who are left to mourn. All they have is their memories and the warm embrace of failure.

A Smudge of Red

Daniel Le Domas/Grace Le Domas - "Funny story. Not really. But. Yeah. We were all adopted, Alex and Emilie and me, but I guess the old folks thought—rightly so—that baby me couldn't exactly play, uh, any board game. But Alex and Emilie were toddlers when their papers came through and they joined the family, so they did it, and I hadn't blown up yet by then, so. Yeah. Got left out of that one. A lot of goat sacrifices, though. To make up for it. Not fun. But, hey, I'm still in one piece. I guess."

"Great," is about all she can come up with. "I'm being asked some awkward questions, but glad I can blame it on your all being adopted and not on demons or whatever the fuck."

"Ah. The proper authorities." He grimaces."And hospital personnel, yeah." Her chair creaks. It's uncomfortable and noisy, and not making this conversation any easier.

all you are

Helena Eagan & Helly R. - In a dream, Helly meets Helena.

r/severed

gen - Welcome to r/severed! This is a subreddit to discuss the experience of severance and provide advice and support to fellow severed people (and friends and family).

Dear and Beloved

Tang Fan/Wang Zhi - Wang Zhi and Tang Fan are a lot more candid in their letters to each other than they are in person. One thing leads to another, until they have no choice but to admit what they really want.

i genuinely love to hear your thoughts

Mr. Nobody | Man Inside Transistor/Red - Red’s cheeks feel warmer than before. She’s never shared unfinished material with anybody—not even Sybil. She’d always thought it would cast a curse, doom the song to die before its first breath. If it dies, she thinks in the quiet of her lonely apartment, then let it be with him.

The Dust They Leave Behind

Jeb Pyre/Bill Taba - When to move on, and what to take with you.

[blue-unifox]

Pov: the dads are judging you

[ofbleedingink]

Songs to Scriptures

The man in front of him remained silent for a long time. Finally, with a mournful smile, he said,

“You haven’t changed at all, Mister Sandalwood, sir.”

Volfred, against his better knowledge of social manners, scoffed. “Oh, I very much hope I have. I was quite brash and foolhardy in my youth — and that was over a century ago.” Volfred froze. “One moment. Did you just say that we’ve met before?”

A strange man dressed all in gray asks Volfred some even stranger questions.

Link to the fanfic - it’s 3.5k of that sweet sweet reincarnation pining which was mostly written thanks to @laughingpinecone​’s encouragement. 

(Also check out that really cool promo graphic I got a friend to make - image description below the cut!)

The center of the graphic shows an open book in sepia tones; below, serif text says “Songs to Scriptures - a historic reunion.” Above the book, serif text says “(Oralech/)Tariq/Volfred; reincarnation, pining; post-canon; 3.5k, G”

[raynewton]

Revenge at any cost... but the cost has already been paid

[laughingpinecone]

Friend pointed out that that one Hemingway quote about Scott Fitzgerald is very Volfred-y. Friend is very right.

[7clubs]

did it hurt when you fell from heaven

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[pamithatheyn]

Your love be damned - a Volfred/Oralech Pyre playlist. Cover art by 7clubs!