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"Now, the vow will be honoured, and my Lord brother's soul will return."
Radahn stans keep winning, but I personally am in Miyazaki's walls rn
#my art#shadow of the erdtree spoilers#sote spoilers#shadow of the erdtree#elden ring#godwyn prince of death#godwyn the golden#miquella the kind#miquella the unalloyed#promised consort radahn#fromsoft#i do not think critiques of radahn are as shallow as “pay $40 to fight a boss we already fought”#the dlc is good right up until the final boss#most of the new bosses are good#i loved midra and metyr and messmer and the dancing lion#radahn as consort just comes completely out of left field and just seems like a huge disconnect between the dlc and base game#radahn's story was done with the festival#and it's a good end! i like the festival and the base game radhan fight#but here he shows up again out of nowhere when godwyn is the obvious choice and a godwyn boss fight would be new and interesting#you can even still have your villain miquella story#puppeting his brother's living-but-soulless corpse unable to accept#that just because godwyn is breathing and follows his command like a deprecated computer program#even godhood can't bring his brother's soul back#his body must be slain and he must die a true death#we could have at least gotten a line of dialogue from radahn but nope#ok rant over#this pic is sloppy but idc#no cleanup we die like men#yes i know miquella's model technically has only three arms but i gave him four bc three looks silly
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danyal al ghul memes because i don't think i've done those yet for this au.
(the jason one is in reference to the fanon headcanon/au that Jason and Damian potentially knew each other and interacted while jason was in the league. I've thought about it before in context of this au, but haven't thought about it enough to feel inspired or motivated to make a post exploring the idea)
(diablito means, as you can guess, 'little devil'. while i'm neutral to latino jason, i think the nickname is cute as fuck and was danny's main nickname from Jason. i don't wanna touch that timeline so im not gonna decide how old they were when Jason was there.)
Skulker: i am the ghost zone's greatest hunter! i capture and hunt creatures both rare and dangerous. Danyal: a poacher?? you're a poacher?? you poach animals??Skulker:...i sense i've made a mistake of some kind.
anyways that was the day that Skulker cemented himself as Danny's no.1 opp, and still remains there to this day even if he and Vlad are both viciously fighting for second. Out of everyone in the the AP rogues gallery, Skulker will be the first to be thrown under the bus in terms of 'o shit here comes phantom fucking RUN'.
#dpxdc#dp x dc#danny fenton is not the ghost king#dp x dc crossover#dpxdc crossover#danyal al ghul au#dpxdc memes#danyal al ghul#dpdc#truly the epitome of “i dont faster than the bear i just need to be faster than YOU”#regardless of when Jason was with the league he *does* know that Danny loved Damian. don't ask me about the timeline because it'll be#*messsyyyy* and i've seen plenty of aus where jason was there while Damian as an infant so i can totally believe this could happen i just#need to do the mental gymnastics for it. not even. baby im faceplanting right into the mat and not getting up#the last meme is a tiktok sound that i found and thought was hilarious. and would also ABSOLUTELY be a story danyal would tell the#family after reuniting and developing a bond with them. damian has no recollection of this but is embarrassed nonetheless#danny spat that story out when he over heard damian claiming he doesn't have any embarrassing stories from the league. danny beat jason#to the punch and in the most deadpan voice said 'i remember you walking into my room. as a toddler. in nothing but a diaper. and picking#a marble up off the floor and holding it out. like the skull of yorick. before putting it as far down your throat as possible. i had to#stick my entire arm down your esophagus to pull it out. and save your life' before walking away#i got the ages wrong in the last image so just assume that danny recently turned seven and damian is like#18 months old#about a year and a half.
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i feel like. the more i like and care about something. the less i am capable of watching video essays about it. game i never heard of and don't intend to ever play? sure i'll watch 8hrs discussing it's flaws.
but thing i like? if you think you can point out flaws i'm not already aware of, you are dead wrong. none know better how much my interests suck than me.
and also. if you get one thing wrong about them i'll maul you. with things i like it means i've already seen every single piss on the poor take of it ever, and i'm much more polarized. i got emotional investment. i'm going to start biting people.
#feli speaks#i keep getting recommended video essays about fe fates#like. bro. bro i KNOW#i know the story is best enjoyed when you build a mind palace of headcanons#i know the supports vary wildly in quality#i know the localization discussions. i know the gameplay discussions and how the pair up system is peak#or worse yet. engage video essays. shut the fuck up. i already know everything#of course the solution is to just NOT watch them and i DONT#this is inspired by how i did click on one but clicked off 40seconds in because the moron just HAD to get the jab in at engage#you're trashing engage in a FATES VIDEO??? when being an engage defender is what made me give fates a shot in the first place??#like are you out of your mind. fates and engage are brothers in arms
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Hualian Idol AU where instead of the statues the big reveal of Hua Cheng's longstanding amorous fixation on Xie Lian is all of his self-insert "my mom sold me to One Direction" style fanfics located in the depths of some boyband RPF archive.
#tgcf#hualian#hua cheng would write the most unhinged fanfics#he probably still prefers drawing to writing but a keyboard opens up avenues for him not having to worry about handwriting#300k magnum opus starring himself as a ghost haunting an antique ring xie lian buys and then he also owns hua cheng's soul and etc#he doesn't do y/n because YOU are not being sold to xie lian#he'd be totally shameless about it as well#like 'in this fic I get turned into a fox and gege hits me with his car and then nurses me back to health'#and people are like at least make up an OC or project onto one of the other band members or something and he's just like no#go feel shame on your own time#nineteen year old hua cheng is too busy writing a story where he is a sexy soldier who dies tragically in xie lian's arms
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Love disabled people who just lie about their disabilities to nosy, intrusive questions. Sorry, yeah, I lost my arm in the wash one day. It's funny how that happens! Oh, I got back pain from saving nineteen children from a burning fire department <3
#disability#sometimes lying is just. funny. SORRY.#look like... whether you lie about why you're disabled you're still disabled and it shouldn't have to factor into how you're treated...#...if it isn't relevant to your care needs or care plan.#like. if you lost your arm does it matter if you say you lost it in the wash like a sock or tell your actual story...#...like either way you still /do not have an arm/. that doesn't change if you lie or not#anyway. huge defense for a post that probably didn't need said defense#sometimes you just feel like lying in such a grandiose way that people don't know if they SHOULDN'T believe you#i think my lie will be that a powerful necromancer preformed Emergency Bone Shaving on one leg only...#...and he used the bone shavings to raise a skeleton army that looks like My skeleton but only on the legs
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"such a pure devotion to your skin
who'll absolve you from your sin?
you flee communion paranoid
now your cup is the void
it tore your heart out"
@intotheelliwoods sorry for not delivering on my promise of drawing fluff 🤍
#2 arms left#2al#2al fanart#rottmnt#lee's art#ell just so you know you are my biggest inspiration 🤍#love your story and art so so so much#song: it tore your heart out by dirt poor robins
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maybe icarus went through with melinoë's plan because he assumed if something went wrong the consequences would be his to suffer, not hers
he's already dead. what else can be done? if he disappears, that's that. he wouldn't want her to get hurt, but she's a goddess. she's a powerful witch. wouldn't she be invincible in icarus's eyes?
and then he's horribly wrong
#also makes his hammer upgrade mechanics more interesting in light of the story#him giving her a cast that could hurt her is an acknowledgement of her limits#'this will be powerful but it will hurt. i know you can be hurt now. i trust you to know your limits now.'#like DAMN#hades game#hades 2#hades 2 icarus#hades 2 melinoe#waxwitch#hadesposting#dialoguing things. having a blast. being SO sad and tender about waxwitch#also would make his little [REDACTED] addition all the worse for him#even seeing her spar with nemesis. knowing that she can bleed. he has seen what she can handle. again she's a GODDESS#he doesn't expect the spell to take her arm#and that was their biggest mistake
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Safe in your arms
Pairing: Tangerine x Reader
Warnings: Alcohol consumption, misogyny, threat of violence (not towards the Reader)
A/N: I decided his real name is Ethan, with no context or back story. I just like the name and it would suit him 😁
Tangerine had your number memorized - he ought to, given how many times he has dialed it. In fact, he memorized it as soon as you wrote it on the piece of napkin when he met you in that rooftop bar in London.
He was working with Lemon, completely focused on their target, until he saw you getting harassed. He stepped in, kissing your cheek, and met the man's eyes. The dude was visibly shaken.
"You didn't say you had a new toy."
"I don't owe you anything, Marcus. Least of all a list of who I'm seeing." You glared at the man.
"Have fun with a used woman." Marcus spat at Tangerine. As he turned around, Tangerine wanted to grab him by the neck and throw him off of the roof, but your hand stopped him.
"Leave him. His ego is wounded, and he's lashing out." You waved your hand and let go of the situation.
"What a child." Tangerine muttered.
"Male fragility more like it."
"Do you usually go for men like that?"
"I don't date boys - him included." You finally met Tangerines' eyes.
"So what happened to him?"
"I told him I'm not interested, but he has yet to grasp that idea."
"How many times did you have to say no?"
"I think now it was the fourth time."
"Why keep being polite?"
"Because being mean might get me in trouble."
"Well, I'd be happy to assist you. If you want him to stop bothering you, just say the word and you will never hear from him again."
Your eyebrows shot up and you considered the man in front of you. He was very handsome. Strong, but at the same time still delicate.
"I don't doubt you'd do that, but I don't need your help. Thank you, though. That was very kind of you to jump in before." You smiled at him and jumped off the bar stool. Only then did you realize how much taller he really was.
"Wait. I know that this is a bit forward of me, but I was hoping you'd give me your phone number?" Tangerine wanted to bite his tongue immediately after saying those words.
He was glad his mouth was quicker than his brain. Five years later, and you were still in his life. The phone rang six times, before he heard your still groggy voice pick up.
"It's nine am, Love. Are you still in bed?" Tangerine grinned.
"Ethan, morning." He could hear you smile. He loved hearing his name roll from your lips. He could picture you right now, lazing around, still in your underwear with his T-shirt, with the work laptop turned on, giving the illusion that you were already working.
"It's already evening here." He almost scolded.
"When are you coming back? I feel like it's been weeks since I saw you."
"Have you been thinking about me?" Tangerine smirked as he whispered into the phone, looking around to see if anyone was listening.
"You know I have." You smirked into the phone on your side of the world. "Although I appreciate that no one is hogging the whole bed every night." You joked.
"I hate to tell you this, Love, but you're the bed hog."
"Agree to disagree." You smiled. "Are you okay?"
"I'm doing good. How are you holding up?" Tangerine looked out of the window at the passing landscape.
"I'm okay. I met some friends yesterday, and we ended up going for cocktails. It was a bad idea, drinking on a work day." You giggled.
"I'm glad you had fun. But take it easy today, and please don't go out jogging if you feel sick."
"Ethan, stop worrying about me, just come home as soon as you can, okay?" Your voice got serious.
"Okay. We are almost done, I'll be there hogging the bed again in no time." Tangerine smiled.
"Okay. I love you." You smacked your lips, sending him a vitual kiss.
"I love you." He smiled and hung up.
Contrary to his fantasy, you have been up for the last 3 hours, worrying about your boyfriend. He should've been back several days ago, but he took an extra job since he was already in Tokyo. But something felt off to you, and you have been worried since then. Going out drinking helped you out with putting the nagging feeling away at least for a bit. But then you woke up from another nightmare, still drunk from a few hours before.
However, hearing him just now made you feel so much better and you were able to focus and stop dreading what may go wrong. You went back to hoping and impatiently waiting for Ethan to be back, safe in your arms.
Thank you for reading ✨️😊
The GIF belongs to the amazing creator 🙏✨️
#aaron taylor johnson#bullet train#tangerine#tangerine imagine#tangerine x reader#fluffy#safe in your arms#short story#fanfic
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#sonic the hedgehog#sonic fanart#sonic comic#sonic au#shadow the hedgehog#rouge the bat#team dark#chaos emeralds#story mode#be careful shadow baby; that console is probably worth more than your right arm#rouge cannot gaslight gatekeep girlboss her way out of this one#and sonic? he's going through the five stages#simple page today bc mod is about to draw SO many backgrounds
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POOR GABRIEL MONTEZ! YOU NEVER SAW THIS COMING DID YOU? ALL YOU WANTED WAS POWER. SECURITY. SAFETY. & THATS EXACTLY WHAT YOU GOT! JUST IN EXCHANGE FOR YOUR BODY. LETS JUST HOPE NO ONE FUCKS THIS UP. LETS JUST HOPE YOU WONT HAVE TO CLEAN UP THE MESS.
#jrwi fanart#jrwi show#cw gore#jrwi suckening spoilers#jrwi suckening#jrwi gabriel#jrwi gabriel montez#LOOK FAMILIAR?hahahahahDONT WORRY#IM REUPLOADING THIS HERE BC i fixed up the drawing a lil. and also i wanted to add main tags#U WONT SEE ANY DIFFERENCES BETWEEN THISSUN N THE POST ON MY SIDEBLOG.i changed the image there too.HA!!!!!!!#ANYWAY.i rambled plenty about pain and gabe on my sideblog.SO LETS TALK ABT THE ART SHALL WE.ihad i very hard time getting the colors down#would u believe i nearly left this uncolored??FUCKED UP!! it was only a sketchhow did it end up like this. it was only a sketch...#BUT IM RLY GLAD I WENT W COLORING IT.this time i actually used the airbrush n pencil tools BUT i also have a handy dandy brush i made#its just the mspaint air brush tool. fucking LOVE THAT THING. but now its in fire alpaca and it can be slightly transparent.IT LOOKS SOGOOD#perfect for splatters and grime.i love you mspaint i love youuu.im also so happy w the blood here.i think i reached a shift last year#back when i made that genloss fanart something abt the way i draw blood finally CLICKED and im like OH. the inside must always be darker.#like i KNEW that already but it was like my hand itself finally had it click.i wonder what i will learn next?I LIKE THE ORGANS HERE TOO#not as veiny or thready as i usually draw em. but i think thats fine. not as WET as id like em to be but thats also fine.#i got the point across. the point ofc being WOW THIS IS GRUESOME AND PAINFUL AND TERRIBLE#I LOVE HIS EXPRESSION.i love pain and thinking abt pain. you lose yourself to it after enough time passes of just being in an ocean o agony#at one point its just too tiresome to scream or writhe. theres a point when the body accepts it.sometimes.atleast.#OHHH GABRIEL AS A CHARACTER DELIGHTS ME SO MUCH.he is a dog to me.a thing to serve others.I WISH I KNEW MORE#WHAT ELSE DID YOU WANT BOY?? SURE POWER AND SECURITY AND SAFETY ARE NICE.BUT DID YOU HAVE DREAMS? WANTS? PASSIONS?#WHAT WAS THE STORY BEHIND THAT TIGER TATTOO ON YOUR ARM?WHAT DO THE DOGTAGS SAY BOY?I WISH I COULD HAVE TEA W U#OHHH TO SIT DOWN WITH A CHARACTER AND JUST SPEAK TO THEM. AND YET. AND YET IN THE END ITS ALL TRAGEDY AND COMEDY#TRAGEDY AND COMEDY THAT IS SO SO PAINFULLY UNBALANCED. SIGH.#WHATEVER CMERE BOY YOURE BECOMING AN OC OF MINE NOW UR GONNA BE IN SPACE AND UR NAME IS GONNA BE VINEGAR#UR STILL GONNA BE SHIP OF THESEUSED THOUGH. OOOHHH GABRIEEELLL GABRIEL MONTEEEZZZ#HOW MANY PEOPLE WERE BUILT INTO YOU.HOW MANY DID YOU LOVE AND CHERISH.HOW MANY TATTOOS DO U RECOGNIZE ON UR NEW ARMS#WHAT WAS IT LIKE? ON THE NIGHT U WERE SIRED?WERE YOU EXCITED? DID YOU SEE YOUR BOSS' FACE?WHAT WAS THIS PROMOTION LIKE?
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brain will not let me sleep until I say
same age padawans au where they’ve been in a weird wired frenemies thing for ages but now that they’re both mature adults (all of 24/25 years old) they’re more friends than enemies….
And it’s Obi-Wan that Anakin tells when he’s decided he’s going to leave the Order, not anyone else. He has a wife. There was a pregnancy scare a few weeks ago and it made her want their relationship to stop being a secret so they could really have kids. He has to leave the Order. Doesn’t Obi-Wan understand?
Obi-Wan, who has been a little in love with Anakin since they were younglings, does not understand. Not one bit. Instead of wishing him well and helping him pack, he goes to the Council and requests a mission in the Outer Rim….perhaps a month long or more…perhaps undercover? No contact with anyone on Coruscant. And maybe they could assign Anakin Skywalker as his back up? He can help with the undercover aspect.
And at first, Anakin is pissed because he was planning to resign from the Order in the next few days, but Obi-Wan convinces him to go on this mission with him….one last mission as a Jedi. To say goodbye to the Jedi life.
Obviously, Obi-Wan sort of wants to go on one last mission with Anakin because in his dreams, he wants the mission to go so perfectly that Anakin stays with him the Order. But realistically, he mostly wants to go on this mission to say goodbye to Anakin and then let him go, soaking up all his warmth and light, memorizing every casual touch bestowed on him because he knows they’re ticking down to the last handful of seconds together.
But then obviously the mission works TOO well and Anakin falls in love with Obi-Wan but doesn’t admit to it even to himself before they’re on the ship about to head back to Coruscant and Anakin realizes he doesn’t want to leave this planet because he doesn’t want to leave Obi-Wan if it could always be like this so he crashes the ship during take off so they can stay longer because he’s 24 and doesn’t know how to handle the immensity of his love except through destruction
#Kit’s silly lil AUs#obikin#I couldn’t finish the Democratic fic part today writing was so hard :(#I offer this instead <3#hopefully will get it up tomorrow#but anyway: no physical cheating but probably emotional infidelity as anakin falls in love with obi-wan but doesn’t notice#and a lot of pining but being brave about it obi-wan which could also turn into finding his rebound in the outer rim obiwan#which would then turn into seethingly jealous anakin#+ bonus points is that their cover is theyre newly weds#and obi-wan is like <3 you can touch me mister we have an open marriage <3#and this poor guy at the bar is being stared down by a vicious anakin and he’s like uh does your husband knkw that ????#but yeah here for pretty newly knighted obi-wan creating a situation where he gets to feel anakin touch him and kiss him on the cheek#and hold his hand and call him pet names#all the while being convinced that this is all he will ever get so he has to be satisfied with this#that the yearning will stop and he will find comfort in the memory of anakin’s arm around his shoulders once he’s left the order and obiwan#to be with his wife#also obi-wan gets wasted one night and someone asks how they met or when they fell in love#and obi-wan accidentally tells the drunken truth#not the cover story#and it makes anakin go 👀🧐#but then he gets too drunk and forgets it
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hey hey hear me out
Telemachus in a big, HUGE armour and saying "look mom I am like dad" and Penelope just pats his head saying "yeah just like your dad"
#just random thoughts#i don't if this is funny or depressing. you've never seen your dad kid wdym#you look like a man you've only heard stories about#you try to match the bravery and wit you've heard about but maybe your dad is only a broken man who longs to hold you in his arms#anyway#telemachus#penelope#iro and their tedtalks
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when will eppie hawke and fenris meet tavish and astarion? (:
"And anyway, it won't be that bad. One last little Fade rift. We'll barricade it up as best we can, send a message to Skyhold, go home, and—"
One of the craggy footholds crumbles away beneath Hawke's foot, and it's only Fenris's quick hand that saves her from a plummet back down the side of the barren mountain. "Hawke, please."
"Please yourself. I said you didn't have to come."
Fenris throws her a longsuffering look, the flickering green lightning of the rift casting weird shadows over his eyes, but he doesn't let go of her arm until she's got both feet on solid ground again. "Just seal it and let this be done."
"My heart's only desire, lover," Hawke says, smiling, just as another pair of voices rises from the other side of the rift.
"Careful—careful! It shocks like the entire Hells are in there. Where's Gale?"
"Wherever Karlach dropped him, I suppose, with that little sprained ankle of his. No, I see them, they're almost here. Come away, darling. No need to get so dramatically close."
"This, from you?" says the woman, just as she and her fellow voice round the far edge of the rift. "Oh!"
"Well!" Hawke says almost at the same moment. Two of them after all: a short, slim woman with auburn hair pulled back in a low tail, and a tall, lithe man with hair as white as Fenris's and eyes that gleam like rubies. The man has a dagger drawn already, a thin smile playing over his face; the woman's fingers rest on her sheathed rapier, but her gaze is open, friendly. Hawke plants her staff on the rocky ground in as welcoming a gesture as she can manage. "Fancy running into someone like you up here of all places."
"I could say the same," the woman says. The green rift, still hanging between them and stretching a good twenty feet into the sky, gives an ominous rumble. "Our wizard's been fretting about magical disturbances along the city's borders for weeks. He finally traces the source to this location, and here you are at the heart of it. I'd like to believe it's coincidence."
"Alas," Hawke says, "one of my greatest faults is a terrible habit of being around when things begin. Fenris can attest to that better than most." She lays a hand on Fenris's shoulder, but he's stiff as iron, eyes glued to the man's dagger, and he's reached back for the hilt of his greatsword. "I'm Hawke, by the way."
"Call me Tav."
"And I'm Astarion," the man says grandly, accompanied by a wholly unnecessary flourish of his dagger. "We're here to steal the world."
"Save it," Tav says sharply.
"Of course, my dear. Save the world. What did I say?"
Fenris makes a short, disgusted noise, but Hawke's pleased to see he's let go of his own sword. She doesn't think this Astarion is going to kill them—not easily, anyway—and she likes the look of Tav despite herself. Both of them quick on their feet, she thinks, both moving gracefully with an innate, self-assured balance. As Tav steps around the rift Astarion moves with her like water, without even needing to see where she's gone. It reminds her a great deal of Fenris and herself, actually, though Hawke would give an arm to trust her own feet that much.
Fenris, it seems, has come to similar conclusions, and he rolls his shoulders as he releases their tension. Even his voice has lost its nascent fury, which for Fenris is practically friendly in situations like this. "The rift is dangerous. We will guard it until the Inquisitor can seal it permanently. Be on your way."
"Inquisitor?" drawls Astarion with that same, thin-lipped smile. "Sounds like someone from dear Shadowheart's former enclave, don't you think?"
"I don't think they're Sharran," Tav says. "Are you?"
"What a speculative look you've put on," Hawke says, delighted. "I haven't the faintest idea what you're talking about. Unless you'd like me to be Sharran, in which case, I most certainly am and in fact have always been."
Both Fenris and Astarion roll their eyes—hilarious in its own right, but heightened by the clear antipathy still remaining between them. Fenris sighs. "Hawke—"
The rift explodes.
Green lightning shatters over the rocky cliff. The rumble bursts into a deafening roar; the faint breeze that had been dancing around them sweeps up into a hurricane. The air cracks and snaps with a sudden smell of ozone.
Hawke throws her hand over her eyes. She can't see—the wind tears her hair from its bindings and she can't see past the brilliant flashes of blazing green and she can't hear— "Fenris!"
Someone's fingers wrap around hers. She wrenches up her staff, calls for fire—for ice—for anything—but the rift has become a maelstrom and every scrap of magic sucks into the raging whirl before she can shape it. Her boots skid on the stone as she tries to brace against the inexorable pull, pebbles and rocks rattling along every step. She can't—the hand wrapped around hers has seized tight as a vise, but she's slipping anyway, and Maker, she can't—
A man's echoing voice, stripped bare of all artifice, wild with fear: "Tav!"
The wind dies. Not slowly, not gradually; it falls off like someone's upturned a glass over the rocky cliff, and Hawke's ears roar in the sudden silence. The wind is gone, and the rift is gone with it as if it had never been, the thunderous clouds that had been swirling above it already dissipating to glimpses of blue morning sky.
"Andraste preserve me," Hawke says, loud in the quiet, and she looks over to see Tav still crouched against the face of the mountain. One of Tav's hands clutches a dagger she'd wedged deep into a stony crevice; the other is still wrapped tight around Hawke's wrist where she'd pulled her away from the tempest.
No sign of Fenris. No sign of the other one—Astarion. A long white scrape in the stone marks where Fenris's sword had sought and failed to find purchase, disappearing at the precise place where the rift had torn itself open.
Gone. Gone, gone. Her heart hammers in her throat, and she indulges in thirty seconds of agonizing grief before she sets it aside, turns, and pulls Tav to her feet.
"Well," Hawke says at last. "Looks like it's just you and me, then. Ready for an adventure?"
"Yes," Tav says, her grip on Hawke's hand like steel, and her eyes blaze. "You and me. Let's get them back."
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Everything hurts. Everything godsdamned hurts, and Astarion lets out a pained groan as he rolls to his back and drops his arm over his face. His ears ring like bells, and something twinges painfully in his left hip, and the inconvenient sun has decided to blaze right in his face and gods damn it, he'd known they ought to wait for Gale. Wretched wizard and his weak ankles. Wretched Tav and her complete inability—
"Tav," Astarion says, and sits bolt upright.
No Tav. Not even the dark-haired sorcerer with the wide smile. Just that taciturn warrior in leather and half-plate seated on a rock a few feet away, watching Astarion get his bearings, his greatsword slung across his knees and a deeply sour look on his tattooed face. The skies above them are clear and blue as a song.
No Tav. No Hawke. No rift. No plan, and no company besides an irascible stranger with the same sudden look of dawning horror.
"Venhedis."
"Shit."
#quark replies#Anonymous#dragon age#baldur's gate 3#quark writes#oh lord how to tag this#hawke#fenris#tav#astarion#tavstarion#fenris/hawke#then they go on adventures together and make it home again#eppie & tav are in baldur's gate btw & fenris and astarion are in thedas#eppie & tav have a GREAT time and fenris & astarion decidedly do not#but they end up very much respecting each other by the end#also there's a contentious series of scenes where astarion is starving and eventually is forced to explain to fenris#who thinks it's blood magic at first and flatly refuses to help#but eventually does hunt down bandits & boars & such for astarion to feed and once ONLY ONCE in very dire straits does he let astarion#drink from his arm#they never talk about it again but astarion does eventually tell him the story of cazador & fenris in some surprise tells him about danariu#there's a little disgust on both sides after i think#'you managed to get free from your master and you spent ten years RUNNING FROM HIM?'#'you managed to get free from your master and you act like THIS? flippant and cruel and petty and vindictive?'#anyway they kill a bunch of slavers and bond and by the time hawke & tav get with gale for an interplanar portal open they're cool#hawke and tav go to microbreweries and magic shows and tav steals all of hawke's money out of habit like four times
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Seth showcasing how to properly handle an infant mimic
#Silver Lining#Seth Greer (SL)#shmorps art#creature design#character design#I dunno what else to tag#but yeah you're supposed to support the entirety of the worms weight with your arm#Making sure that their sensory limbs don't cut off your circulation by using a leather glove over the arm you're holding it in#kinda like a falconry glove!#also the headphones are there cause the worms let out loud squeaks when they're picked up#Also yeah no Seth is NOT the main character in this story#I just haven't properly designed Max and Joseph yet#or even drew them. which I should do at some point#I've been on an oc kick lately. working on my own stuff#most of which I once again haven't introduced here GDHFKA
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"t6 ruined Jin by making him evil and do evil things"
So you agree? So you aknowledged that Jin was treated unfairly by the narrative and are willing to suspend your disbelief for a second so they can redeem his character thru a compelling character arc where he regrets his actions while also realizing that he shouldnt die to fix them and also that he shouldnt die for what he is?
"no he started ww3 everyone forgiving him is bullshit he should die alone and hated"
#hot fucking take: what the characters do toward the world dont fucking matter.#be it ww3 or kaz killing people with his lasers or heihachi blowing up a building full of people just to kill two#sure if this happened in real life this would be unforgivable but thankfully... This Is A Fucking Game#the death of people we dont know dont fucking matters. what matters is the action between characters THAT WE KNOW#Miguel is the only “real” victim of Jin's war. the other characters dont gaf so neither should you#itd be like saying who cares that heihei threw 5yo kaz off a cliff and shot jin? he is an active arms dealer thats what we should hate him#who caresss focus on the characters. suspend your fucking disbelief they have fucking DEVILS. this game's story is like a saturday cartoon#tagging later
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/sighs as I promise myself to post these story bits at some point (never)
#ts4#sims 4#the sims 4#sims 4 screenshots#*mine#showusyoursims#show us your sims#simblr#sims community#the sims community#ahhh i have so many things planned in my head but I only build lol#or take story screenshots that I never edit#don't ask me why her shirt and arm in the 2nd shot are so weird...idek myself
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