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therealgchu · 5 months ago
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pallys are the BEST. smiting and night.
pallys on the streets, and in the sheets!
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make me choose @jodieliker asked: Xenk when he’s hot/badass or Xenk when he’s funny/literal/overly serious
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oathkeeper-of-tarth · 8 months ago
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So, I'm curious: What's your take on Aylin's experience after/if she kills Lorroakan?
Allegedly, there's some information floating around somewhere that said Aylin was angry with Selune after she killed Lorroakan, but I can't find where this info is.
If you saw posts about that here on tumblr it was probably posted by @justanotherignot! I've actually been meaning to gather up all the devnote tidbits about Selûne from Aylin and Isobel for a while now, so thank you for the excuse to do so and ramble a bit.
Player: I was just wondering what it was like in that cage of Balthazar's. Aylin: Let us not dwell on those dark days. Their memory is a vortex within my heart that leads directly to the Hells.
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What is happening is, well, it's the century of unthinkable horror catching up to her. It's the Trauma(TM) - in one of the conversation options she's literally triggered by the mention of someone being run through repeatedly! It's the growing awareness that although she's been freed (and possibly reunited with her love), the secret is out and there are always going to be assholes gunning for her, aiming to use her as an "artefact" and power source to fuel their ambitions, without any regard for her, you know... basic personhood and well-being. Also, Lorroakan was blatantly lying. He didn't find any super special way to siphon her immortality with "no harm, no pain of any kind", he was just replicating Balthazar's soul cage (you can even find a letter from Ketheric to him, showing Lorroakan was pestering them).
On to the stuff from the game files! First, the conversation with Aylin directly after the Lorroakan fight in the tower. I'm going to be putting the context notes in square brackets next to the lines they apply to. I also plucked some audio out from the files for some of these because I love the delivery.
Aylin: The fire-haired fool is dead. Yet as I stare upon his corpse, I feel… sadness. Why? [Slow and curious, angry and confused by all that has happened.] Player: What kind of sadness is it? / I know something of sadness - or at least the ballads do. What does it feel like? Aylin: A gripping in the chest. As though I'd lost someone, something. [Lost in thought for a moment; confused.] Aylin: A paladin's fatigue, no doubt. You were excellent in battle, as is your way. And I am proud to fight at your side. [Remembering herself. She is Dame Aylin.] Aylin: I will catch my breath, then to camp I will bring my bones. Moonmaiden be with you. Player: Smiting is a weighty duty - sometimes it can be tiring. / Perhaps smiting has lost its pleasures. Aylin: Say it can't be so. For I am Selûne's sword. And ever must be. [She means it, but on the periphery of her consciousness is a tiny crack. Wondering about her fate.]
The above never fails to get me - she is Dame Aylin! Sword of the Moonmaiden! Glorious immortal paladin, champion of a righteous cause! She smites evil-doers for breakfast, that's, like, her whole thing! What do you mean she can't just pick up where she left off and go about her merry smitey way? What do you mean the thing that is supposed to be the literal core of her entire being (forever) doesn't feel good and glorious anymore, but just makes her feel sad and empty? No, no, no, we can't have that.
Player: One of the greatest tragedies of revenge is that it can only be taken once. / Because you won't get to kill him again? Aylin: Perhaps. Yet if I could run him through a thousand times, I wonder-- [Lost in thought, she's been triggered to remember her own fate being run through over and over.] Aylin: Battle has tired my mind, made me susceptible to flights of fancy. You were excellent in battle, as is your way. And I am proud to fight at your side.
Aylin: I will return to camp shortly. I just need a moment to… to… [Lost in thought.]
She so very desperately needs some rest and a chance to come to terms with everything that happened and that was done to her. And it's clear it's going to be hard because she is defaulting to trying to deny anything is wrong, is clearly trying (and failing) to just be her old self immediately, has blatantly internalised a lot of that classic I Am A Sword stuff on top of everything (even though her mother is huge on free will and choice!), and is just really not well-equipped to handle any of this at all.
Next, this is the post-Lorroakan convo you get if you have both Aylin and Isobel in camp.
Aylin: Ah. Ally mine. We are reunited once more. [Warm, but drained. She's not feeling like herself.] Aylin: I was just regaling sweet Isobel with tales of our prowess. Isobel: Very impressive. Thank you for helping Aylin - that wizard sounded absolutely dastardly. [Good humored. Soft in tone. A little uncertain - she's not sure why Aylin isn't herself.] Player: My pleasure. He had it coming. Aylin: He did, and it came. Now, my friend: bask in your victory. I will do the same. Aylin: But fear not: when the time comes for you to face the foe of foes, Isobel and I will stand by your side. [Rallying her soldierly spirit, but still a little drained.] Isobel: We wouldn't miss it. Not for anything. Aylin: Go well, friend. We will see you soon. And with our great powers combined, this city will be saved. Player: Hopefully he'll be the last. Aylin: There are always more bastards behind bastards. But we will run through them all, each by each.
Player: I hope you can rest easy now, Dame Aylin. Aylin: I always do, with darling Isobel by my side. Aylin: Enjoy the spoils of your victory. Spin memories of Lorroakan's death in your mind like silkfloss.
If Isobel isn't there (meaning she died in Act 2), you get this version:
Aylin: Ah. Ally mine. We are reunited once more. [Warm, but drained. She's not feeling like herself.] Aylin: I was just reviewing our fight against foul Lorroakan; your moves and mine. The victory was soundly won. Aylin: Don't you think? [Uncharacteristically, Aylin is seeking input. She's usually so confident about everything, but killing Lorroakan has not had the intended effect on her.] Player: Indeed I do. Let his demise serve as a warning to anyone else who'd seek you out. Aylin: Let him be the last. If my dear mother has any mercy, she will ensure it. [Trying to stay her usual self, but her mask is cracking a tiny bit here. Privately, Aylin is dealing with a great deal of anger toward her mother, the goddess Selûne, But she's not yet willing to face it. How could her powerful mother let all this happen to her?]
Player: We fought well - though I was a little worried about you afterward, in truth. Aylin: Set your mind at ease, my friend. Dame Aylin is more well now than she has been this past century. [Good humored. Soft in tone. A little uncertain - it's true she's better now than she has been, but why does she feel so shitty, then? (She's in the beginning of reckoning with the trauma of what happened to her).]
Player: I hope you can rest easy now, Dame Aylin. Aylin: Yes. I wish for the very same. Aylin: Enjoy the spoils of your victory. Spin memories of our prowess in your mind like silkfloss.
So, a few things pop out for me here. First, you get the more explicit anger at Selûne if Isobel isn't there, as opposed to the "hahah, I will smite all the bastards who dare come after me, no matter how many there are" line. "How could her powerful mother let all this happen to her?" just... damn, hits hard, even if you subscribe to the theory that Selûne simply could not intervene in the Shadowfell imprisonment beyond sending those poor people whose graves you find in front of the mausoleum.
And here Aylin really lays it on thick with the denial that there's anything wrong at all. Combined with the letter you get from her in the epilogue if Isobel is dead, it just paints such a bleak, sad picture. I can just see her going all out on the Sword of Selûne duty-bound paladin side of things, no rest, no healing, no stopping even for a moment, no dealing with anything at all, from the trauma to the bitterness towards mum. Until whatever horrible breaking point comes, a year or a century from now. The need for Isobel's humanising influence is so clear. I've touched on Isobel's side of things here.
Speaking of having a bone to pick with Selûne, if you're playing as a cleric/paladin of Selûne, you can get some extra very honest dialogue with Isobel in Last Light:
Player: Why has the Moonmaiden waited until now to take an interest in this curse? Isobel: Maybe she was waiting for one of us to find this place ourselves. Free will, and all that.
Isobel: Though if it were my place to ask why she let Ketheric turn; why she allowed this village to rot at his hands - believe me, I would. [A cold edge in her voice]
Player: Are you faring all right? It can't be easy holding a lone candle in such darkness. Isobel: All things with her strength. You know the litany. [A little sarcastically. She's got a bone to pick with Selûne but isn't being too overt.]
Side note: the amount of devnotes for Isobel's lines that say she's delivering them "with swagger" and being "cheeky" makes me smile every time. Love her. Love her snark.
Also, to get it out of the way: no, I'm fairly sure Aylin did not break her oath. I see this brought up a ton and I just see no way for it to be the case. There is nothing to suggest this outside of a wording similarity and it just makes no sense. Girl is clearly some flavour of Oath of Vengeance (she uses Abjure Enemy, so this is the case even mechanically, even though she's obviously an NPC and not a standard player-build paladin) and she killed a very shitty guy who was also explicitly after her in godawful ways. You can do far worse things in the game than her dramatic speech and backbreaker and not break your OoV.
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whirlybirbs · 3 months ago
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All Smite fic rec for the queen birbs, that is if it pleases my liege? (https://www.tumblr.com/itsallmightbitch/612568545698709504/stitches-part-one?source=share)
how did you and, like, three other people know i was in a smitey smite mood today.
be honest. was it my vibes. was it my never ending psychological warfare i’m raging on each of you.
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goth-maudra · 1 year ago
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Oh NO. NONONO SIR. I freeze-framed one of the books Gabriel/Jim was smashing flies with, and it's The Wicked Bible...a real-world thing, worth £10,000 - £15,000.
Oh, Aziraphale.🫣
SMITEY SMITEY SMITE🤬😄
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adtothebone · 2 years ago
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Boy Scout: Do a good turn daily.
Ron DeSantis: Woke! This boy is woke! Smite the woke one! Smite! Smite! Smitey-smite-smite!
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tarukorhohen · 6 months ago
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I woke up at almost 1 am today and I'm fucking tired. Please Hypnos smite me with your fucking 24 hour sleep smitey thingy.
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atlas-and-the-time · 4 years ago
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The Executioner
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impala-in-gotham · 3 years ago
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Cas should have been allowed to smite more.
Even when his powers were failing he was out there smiting the ghost zombies and the djinn so he still had the ability.
A crime.
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licieoic · 7 years ago
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“Smite Down” - Digital Oil Painting
Another detail panel from my Painted Destiel comic. I love how this one turned out, the “smite light” with the veins running through Cas is my favorite part.
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stormcallart · 4 years ago
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Does All Smite paint his own nails? I can't imagine him having an easy time holding such a tiny nail brush and bottle.
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This made me laugh SO HARD, thank you Anon! Here’s Smitey trying to paint his nails . BIG HANDS ᵗⁱⁿʸ ᵇʳᵘˢʰ
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aziraphales-library · 2 years ago
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Hi, dear! Do you have a Ineffable Bureaucracy smut fic, but with top!Gabriel?
Hello! Here are some fics for you...
Smitey Angel by brokencasbutt67 (E)
Gabriel and Beelzebub have been friends with benefits for a while, though their relationship has long since progressed into lovers. Gabriel is very possessive of his demon. This becomes incredibly apparent when Eric accidentally catches sight of something that he shouldn't.
Or
The one where Gabriel smites a demon and then continues fucking Beelzebub
Miracle Line by AEpixie7 (E)
Tagging it a meet-cute, but I'm calling it a meet-ridiculous. With these two, there is no cute, there is only stupid. Gabriel has a one-night stand with what he assumes is a human woman before heading back to Heaven after a mission. Chaos and Shakespearean comedy ensues.
Ineffable Bureaucracy at the Ritz by KitCat_Italica (Series) (E)
My version of Gabriel and Beelzebub having their own little Arrangement--aka them having lots and lots of hate-sex as they work out some stress relief.
But after Armageddon, could their relationship be about to change? ;)
(Of course it is. They're both idiots.)
Challenging When Paradise Is Lost by StarryEyedForAnArchangel (E)
The Archangel Gabriel has found himself Earthside and outside an old church, trying to understand what he’s meant to do now that the Apocalypse has been averted.
Instead of sanctity he finds the Demon Prince Beelzebub sitting in a den of Sin.
What’s an angel and demon to do, when all they know is they were meant to fight it out and the end of the world never came?
Aching Liasons by StarryEyedForAnArchangel (E)
The Archangel Gabriel and the Demon Prince Beelzebub have come to an agreement: that they want more and they'll do what they have to to get it.
But what do they actually want?
Faulty Start by summerofspock (E)
The story of a mechanic and classics professor who have absolutely nothing in common but fall in love anyway.
- Mod D
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babygirlwolverine · 3 years ago
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dean would jokingly make a sign to stick on the bunker door that says "beware of the angel: he can get a little smitey" and when cas sees it he threatens to smite dean and then says he's not kissing dean for a week. the pouting lasts 6 hours before dean sneaks in a kiss and cas kisses him back
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charlesoberonn · 4 years ago
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the german word for butterfly is schmetter-ling which is the word smash but as a diminutive like from cute to cutie. schmettern means to smash but it sounds way more destructive and epic like smite or shatter when a warrior says that they'll cause an earthquake by shattering the ground . so butterflies here are basically called smashling or smitey.
Mini-Smashes.
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curriebelle · 7 years ago
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so Trevah Fucking Belmont is definitely some kind of....acrobatic dex-based smitey whip-paladin, right?
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ao3feed-goodomens · 3 years ago
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by brokencasbutt67
Gabriel and Beelzebub have been friends with benefits for a while, though their relationship has long since progressed into lovers. Gabriel is very possessive of his demon. This becomes incredibly apparent when Eric accidentally catches sight of something that he shouldn't.
Or
The one where Gabriel smites a demon and then continues fucking Beelzebub
Words: 1899, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: Other
Characters: Beelzebub (Good Omens), Gabriel (Good Omens), Eric | Disposable Demon (Good Omens)
Relationships: Beelzebub/Gabriel (Good Omens), Beelzebub & Gabriel (Good Omens)
Additional Tags: Smut, Possessive Gabriel (Good Omens), They/Them Pronouns for Beelzebub (Good Omens), He/Him Pronouns For Gabriel (Good Omens), Murder, Minor Character Death, Nonbinary Beelzebub (Good Omens), Beelzebub Has a Vulva (Good Omens), Gabriel Has a Penis (Good Omens)
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fuckyeahisawthat · 5 years ago
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Headcanon that one of the reasons Aziraphale doesn’t like confrontation is that angelic smitey powers are...not really designed to be turned down. Like it’s much, much easier to turn someone into salt or lightning-strike them to a crisp than it is to carefully relocate them to Mongolia unharmed.
Also, some day, some day, I will come up with a good pun that involves conjugating the verb “to smite” as “smitten” but today is not that day.
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