#s: bell

[tsunagite]

A slight throwback

Note: Flash and Strozi (and sorta Areo?) doesn’t belong to me

[floweroflaurelin]

Huevember day 10: The Patron

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Let’s do terrible and beautiful things.

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I’M STILL REELING FROM LAST NIGHT’S EPISODE I had something totally different planned for Day 10 and I shoved it to the side and made this instead. Shaking and screaming,, I’m just lucky the colour of Delilah’s influence is green…. Losing my mind over here

[oddthesungod]

quick exu trio sketches :')

[fleurdelily]

[atomic-raunch]

Virginia Bell

[maacbrem]

Thinking about Lieve’tel and Bertrand and crying at the club

She’s off putting and she knows it, knows that she moves a bit too carefully to seem entirely natural and when she speaks there’s an unearthly resonance to her voice and when she closes her eyes she sees all the threads of the world converging into warp and weft. She’s seen generations pass her by while she remains unchanged, her goddess’s voice and silence guiding her onwards, and she knows when people look at her they reject what they can’t understand. The Champion left behind his family to serve the Matron, and she takes it as her duty to watch over them even when they insult, demean, mock and dismiss her (even when they watch her back in battle and allow her to guard theirs in turn, which for warrior folk like them is as good as a declaration of care even as they refuse to meet her eyes or hold her gaze too long in a challenge she won’t answer).

And Bertrand is… normal. Ordinary. Unremarkable until he opens his mouth, and prone to sticking his foot there. He’s an aging human enamoured with the idea of being not a hero, per se, but a heroic figure. The dream of a legacy drives him. He learned to duel in fencing clubs but his first real fight was a half-drunken brawl to reclaim a bard’s stolen tips. He has a sense of righteousness but doesn’t always act on it and the older he gets the more frightened he is of dying without meaning. He makes her laugh, and then he does it again on purpose, and he keeps doing it for as long as they spend together.

She makes time for him when he’s in Vasselheim, usually scouting out the up-and-coming young adventuring parties that make their way through the city because he wants to be a mentor but hasn’t quite figured out what he has to offer yet. He attends services and makes offerings and lets her unpick his tangled anxieties about what comes after. They get thirty years in intervals of hours to weeks, and they’re not exclusive - neither of them is ever in a place to make promises they don’t really need - but they keep circling back to each other.

She knows she’s going to lose him and he knows she’s already mourning him. He gives her a bell for her prayer beads and she passes on the name of an old supplicant with a bloody past who might have work that suits him in Marquet. When he dies, she knows he’s gone before she wakes that morning. When the world is poised to end, she puts herself on the line with his token in hand because it is her duty and her honor, and because Bertrand once said that to be remembered well is to be immortal without cost, and what they had might not have been love but it was important.

[yodaprod]

1988

[barbie-girlll]

[kdo-three]

A Beaming Bell Beaming: "a smile that is very wide and happy, or someone who is smiling in this way…" Virginia Bell

[corporatedespair]

cute little pixel cogs so small so delicate gone in the wind

[silverbelle]

That one scene from the game sends me to the chills.

But I think what got Jane spooked was that she knew that Mr. X is hot on their trails than seeing her colleague’s head getting squeezed like a tomato

[protectorcraft]

It’s probably very obvious how obsessed I am with your fic but I just wanted to say directly that I like it a lot 👉👈 This Siffrin specifically owns my entire soul. Rooting for his social success with confetti and banners

i sent him your well wishes but he just seemed scared and confused.

[mimilllion]

when karaoke night at the musical master of melody falls on the same day as the scheduled knitting club meeting

[fleurdelily]

i’m sorry i’ve fallen again for a basic white man.

[atomic-raunch]

Virginia Bell

[onifanss]

Serious •