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Watching Sam & Brennan talk about the beauty of frivolity, of adults playing silly games just as seriously as they fight to survive, and... yeah. There are some things that keep us alive, and there are some things that make life worth living, and I think games are one of those things that fall into both categories. Games make our lives better and they make us better at being alive. I think that's pretty cool.
#k talks#adventure academy#dropout tv#sam reich#brennan lee mulligan#and i say this not in an evopsych way. never. but in a historian looking back at the infinite intricacy of human experience and crying#i know i'm not really saying anything that anarchist philosophers haven't already said but it just hits me every time. it's so good#(& when the lich heard brennan quote graeber we had to pause the video while he had a little philosophical squee)#i feel for brennan not being able to play mafia bc he's too busy hosting it tho. bc. mood#i am rarely allowed to survive a mafia game these last few years#i wish i could invite everyone else who went 'oof. yeah. same' to join my decade-long group of assorted folks#who've been playing increasingly complicated week-long games of mafia over forum & then facebook & now discord for a decade or so#bc oh boy. those games are fun as HELL & we always love new players#especially the kind who will play DEADLY seriously :)
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fake manga covers [id in alt]
#zuko#zuko fanart#zukka#zukka fanart#sokka#sokka fanart#atla#atla fanart#avatar the last airbender#oof. yall i used a new brush for the texture and it was so hard. not doing it again.#also i made the cover elements look really nice and then realized the image was flipped and the scar was on the wrong side and now they don#look as good TT#but it was fun to try a different style...#myart
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i’ll steal your heart, and free your soul 🧤♟️
my piece for @kaysa21 as a part of the @p5mixtape exchange event!! hope you enjoy!!
(song is twisted hearts by tasuku hatanaka)
#persona 5#oof my art i guess#goro akechi#akira kurusu#shuake#y’all I am so proud of this one#the sherliam shuake parallels go CRAZY#fellas is it gay to be doomed by the narrative but fight against it anyway?#(yes. yes it is.)#once again I hope you enjoy I had such a good time making this piece it was so much fun!!#ty for the BANGER song choice kaysa you were so so right
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Ok, I recently wrote an essay [here] talking about the definition and duties of civil engineering as well as the ethics because of the brain rot @swordfright gave me with calling Dream Sam’s ultimate engineering project. So, because I actually am a civil engineer I took it upon myself to design the title and summary of quantities sheets just like I do at work for roads but with Dream as the project instead. And in honor of angst day sponsored by @sixteenth-day-event, I figured I’d share it because I feel like it kinda works for the prison of the mind prompt.
“Sam’s “ultimate engineering project” he deemed too damaged like a bumpy road or crumbling building that wasn’t worthy of patching and filling in the cracks or reinforcing, that’s too eroded to be fixed and preserved. So, Sam strived to tear him down to the bedrock so he could remake, remold, and reengineer Dream according to his design for the common safety, public health and well-fair.”
{These are very similar to the actual sheets I make day to day, which I shall not share for the sake of doxing my location, but yea pretty much everything has a significance. Some of it doesn’t necessarily make sense but that was because I was more so taking inventory of what we see in lore (so you know I counted ;) lol)}
#sixteenthdayevent#AAANNNNNGGST#Ah and now you see why I’ve been digging up all the prison lore and inventories ;D…. my brain rot is too powerful#still never got wardens torment enchants though :( did for the shovel and how which I’ll now have to write torture scenes for…#so ummm stay tuned for that in Misery Loves An Idiot… Dream going to have lots of fun I’m sure >:)#c!dream#dsmp#dreblr#dream smp#dsmp dream#dsmp analysis#dsmpblr#prison arc#dsmp art#pandora’s vault has a singular purpose#flora favs#pandora’s vault#c!dream fanart#flora does art apparently#ah Sam… such a good engineer… if only he realized Dream was a person not a condemned structure oof#if y’all are curious enough I might share a irl work example with different numbers and stuff but didn’t want to bore you XD#happy angst day :)… wait isn’t that everyday? lol#can we talk about how I’ve done all of these prompts as descriptions of metaphors and stuff kinda funny#civil engineering
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was bored so drew wukong
plus some text practicing the look of rótulos in digital. i’ve always liked how it looks. if you’re mexican and like jttw dm me oh my god
#my art#sun wukong#jttw#journey to the west#i actually dontlike how this one turned out but it was fun so whatecer#i fucked up and trimmed the drawing so i can’t change the colors anymore it’s all on one layer oof#im so tired im so ill….. well i am doing my best#i got a new sketchbook adn i really like the feel of the paper. life is good
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I've obsessed with Alone and I sooo wanted to illustrate my latest fic, so here's a little something !
The fic in question [X] (it's under 4k, SFW Alone/Soap <3)
#cod#ghostsoap#soapghost#ghoap#alone x soap#cod alone#call of duty#Alone#oof I'm glad this piece is finally done !!#I'm proud of it#I think#had fun with all the details as always#check out my fic! I'm super proud of it as well and I got really good feedback so far#my art#body horror
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Finally watched Lap of Legends...and even though Williams fucked over Logan, this is something that they can never take away from him. Ever. This was his time to shine and boy he fucking did
Also...this was a cool ass shot
#f1#logan sargeant#lap of legends#yes i know the whole thing was outshined by alex's resigning i KNOW that#but STILL#this shit was cool as FUCK#also logan looked so GOOD here like shit#but yeah this project was COOL AS HELL oh my god#oh...i'm so glad this was a part of logan's legacy#fuck yeah you funky little american#god i was smiling the whole time watching it#and the words that the wdcs gave logan at the end...especially mansell's words#“you have to realize you're one of twenty drivers in the world driving the most fantastic stallion of race car”#like yes#logan was one of twenty drivers#he was an f1 driver...and no one can take that from him#but also villeneuve's words about driving not being fun anymore and second guessing himself...oof#those hit a little bit harder#but this was fun#and very cool#i'm glad i watched it
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PASTEL PASTEL PLEASE PASTEL LISTEN TO THE NEW BILLIE ALBUM. MAYBE IM BIASED BC I LOVE BILLIE BUT… ITS SO TNV. EVERY SONG GOES WITH SOME SCENE AND I JUST UGHHH ITS MAKING MY BRAIN ALL HAPPY. here’s a little guy that attacked my math lesson today as i was listening to her “HIT ME HARD AND SOFT” goober needs to get down 😣
*kicking my feet giggling as i run away and hide*
TEEHEE MY LITTLE GUY!!! 💗🩵💘💞💖
hehehe he looks like he's having fun THANK YOU SO MUCH I LOVE IT 🩵💘💗🩵💞💖!!!
and i'll have to give that album a listen! I do like Billie, but i haven't listened to her in a while. Thanks for the rec!!!
#TNV asks#TNV Final Chapters Spoilers#hehehe i love the 'swinging on a pole singing in the rain' pose so much#it's also so fun to actually do lol#i love it thank you!!!#and omg good luck with math oof#The Neon Void#The Neon Void TMNT#TNV TMNT#The Neon Void fanart#TNV fanart#fanfic fanart#rottmnt fanfiction#tmnt fanfiction#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#ROTTMNT#save ROTTMNT
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Something something that one Derry Girls scene
Honestly horrified that I haven't seen anyone draw it with their OTP 😞
#minecraft story mode#mcsm#mcsm nurm#mcsm jack#Mcsm vos#jack mcsm#nurm mcsm#Jack is so fucking pathetic send tweet#I love how shit this man is at being cool. Like he does it so effortlessly and then the second he tries to impress someone the man just..#Oof#Feat vos laughing at him in the background#Oh good lord jack got made fun of SO MUCH#he probably never heard the end of it
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Whumptober 6 - Not Realizing They're Injured
title: exit 73
fandom: limited life smp
cw: blood and injury
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Jimmy whoops, high-pitched and birdlike, as they run, their feet pounding against the asphalt. “We killed that one! Those Clockers didn’t know what hit ‘em!”
“Stop talking and just run,” Grian hisses, his words choppy. “We’re not out yet.”
They'd parked the van another block down, cleverly disguised as a plumber’s van—and if anyone opened it up, a plumber’s van is all they’d find. They’d spent a good bit of money outfitting it with drain snakes and wrenches and other tools, just in case anyone decided to find their van suspicious.
Right now, they’ve just got to make it there without getting caught.
Are they being followed? Probably not, they wove through some confusing alleys that Grian had somehow known his way through, they should be in the clear. Joel doesn’t look behind himself. He just keeps running.
They round another bend, and another, and Joel tries to keep himself pretty fit, but the stitch in his side is already burning and shouldn’t they have found the van yet?
“Where is that plumbing van?” he mutters angrily. Grian shushes him; Joel scoffs. “We lost ‘em ages ago, calm down,” he tells Grian, slowing just a bit to try and relax the stitch’s pain. “Where’d we park it?”
“Two more streets down,” Jimmy calls back—because of course he’s taken the lead, with his stupidly long legs. “I can see it, just over the hill.”
Great. Two more streets.
It’s kind of embarrassing that he’s already so out of breath. He swears he works out—it’s just been a long hit. He’s been hiding out at the cargo bay for hours, wedged behind some boxes, waiting for the moment that the Clockers showed up to sign for their contraband. Then it had been some quick moments of adrenaline—a fight, flashes of knives and fists—before Grian had the papers and they ran, the sudden energy still pumping through Joel’s veins.
He’d managed to grab Bdubs’s (one of the top Clockers that was overseeing the operation) famed pocket watch off the man himself, and that should sell for a pretty penny. It was plated gold with crystal glass, so the rumor went, and Joel couldn’t wait to have a jeweler test it.
Oh, that tiny man has got to be so furious right now. . . .
“There it is!” Jimmy cheers, pointing ahead. Joel still doesn’t see it all that well through the dark, but he trusts that Jimmy knows what’s going on and just focuses on one foot in front of the other, in through his nose and out through his mouth.
Grian grabs his hand and pulls him forward, toward the van. He sees it now, with its crooked pipe art on the side, dimly illuminated by the starlight above.
Joel’s the driver, of course. The others poke fun at him for never letting anyone else drive, but he’s not going to go into or out of a mission with intense nausea, so he’s driving. He climbs up into the driver’s seat, shoves the keys in the ignition and starts driving before he even knows that Grian and Jimmy are in.
Judging by an annoyed shout, Jimmy wasn’t all the way in, but the door shuts and Jimmy rolls into the backseat, his annoyance clear in the darkened reflection of the rearview mirror.
Grian immediately reaches for the radio. Joel smacks his hand away. Jimmy leans forward, also reaching for the radio. They both smack his hand.
“No music,” Joel grits out. He’s usually high-strung after a mission like this, no real outlet for the energy flowing through him. Yet, despite knowing that he’ll be quick to anger, the others always manage to provoke him.
The no-music rule has been in place for as long as Joel’s been driver. Can’t the others stop being idiots for two seconds and let him drive in peace?
The van trundles along at thirty-five miles per hour, and Joel turns toward the on-ramp of the freeway, grimacing as that stitch in his side pulls when he presses on the gas. He can’t wait to get home and just sleep, once the adrenaline has run its course.
Grian beside him is shuffling through the pages, making a satisfied noise with every leaf he reads. “Yep. This is exactly what we were after. Good job, team.”
“They had a ton of weapon storage,” Jimmy pipes up. “They must’ve been storing stuff at their port.”
“Maybe we should put up some people to watch, see where they move it to,” muses Grian. “Now that we know it’s there, they’ll be in a hurry to pack it all up.”
“Especially now that we have the blackmail.”
“Mhm. Joel, how’d your side go?”
“Fine,” Joel says shortly. He keeps his eyes fixed on the road, even as the white lines in the darkness seem almost to float on water.
Never think that when you’re driving, his mom had told him once, when the eight-year-old Joel had pointed it out. It’ll make you sleepy.
How long was he at his post? Seven hours, maybe? That isn’t too bad. With the adrenaline still jolting through him, he shouldn’t be this tired.
“His seatbelt isn’t on,” Jimmy says, ignoring the fact that Joel is a bear that he shouldn’t be poking with a stick.
Grian clicks his tongue, leans over Joel’s entire body to grapple with his seatbelt. “Safety first,” he reprimands, dragging the belt over him. Joel cranes his neck to see around Grian.
He clicks it into place at Joel’s hip, then sits back, examining his fingers.
Which exit was it, again? 73? Well, that one’s 69. Maybe he should get off the freeway, take some backroads. He doesn’t think they’ve been followed, but there are more cameras on the freeway.
The freeway will get them back quicker, though. And it’s in the plans to go this way, he doesn’t want to change them right as the job’s wrapping up. Sudden changes in plan are the highest cause of casualties in this business.
“Joel,” Grian says slowly. “Is there blood on you?”
Joel glances over at him; Grian’s holding his hand up to the window, something dark shining on his fingers.
“Maybe,” he shrugs. “I broke Bdubs’s nose.”
“Did you get injured?”
“Here—I’ve got a flashlight—”
A light clicks on and Joel resists the urge to growl at Jimmy. No lights on in the car, first rule of driving, why is Joel the only one with a bit of sense—
Grian pulls at his shirt, lifting it (Joel tolerates it, as much as he wants to literally bite him).
A moment of tugging his shirt this way and that, of Joel’s teeth grinding as he stares at the road.
Then Grian gasps.
“Joel—shoot—someone got you—”
“Holy moly—that’s a lot of blood—”
It all catches up to Joel at once.
The anger, the exhaustion, the stitch in his side—
And Bdubs had had a knife, hadn’t he? A knife that Joel had lost track of after he’d nicked the watch.
Grian’s hand presses down right on the stitch in his side, and Joel shouts behind his teeth, hands tightening on the wheel. That—that hurts—
“Pull over,” Grian commands. “Timmy can drive. Pull over.”
“Absolutely blummin’ not,” Joel says. His stomach is already roiling, there is no way he’s going to let someone else drive. “I can make it. How bad is it?”
More painful pawing at his side. Joel bites the inside of his cheek.
“It looks deep,” Grian says. “We should call ahead, get them ready for medical attention—Joel, seriously, pull over—”
“I’ll be fine. We’re almost there, anyways.”
Subtly, he taps a bit more on the gas. Now that he knows he’s been stabbed, apparently, he can barely think through the pain. It hurts quite a bit more than it did a minute ago—and his head is starting to feel woozy—
Jimmy’s talking on the phone behind him, and Grian is digging through the glovebox—Grian withdraws a bunched-up emergency blanket (it’s not in the little package anymore, he thinks Jimmy opened it up a while back because Joel wouldn’t turn off the air conditioning) and flicks open his pocket knife, cutting a long strip off the blanket.
Grian reaches around Joel, wriggling his arm behind Joel’s back. “This would be easier if you would pull over,” Grian grunts, threading the strip of the blanket between the seat and Joel’s back.
Joel stares ahead, sweat breaking out all over his body. He might be sick, regardless of—
White hot pain bursts through Joel’s side, radiates up and pounds on the confines of his brain, stealing his vision for a brief moment. He cries out, arms jerking without his input.
“Pull over—Joel, hit the brakes and pull over!”
Joel blinks rapidly, the road fuzzing back into sight. He’s driving between two lanes, his arms luckily dragging him more toward the middle of the road rather than the median. He straightens out as best he can with his stiff, lead-like arms.
Which exit are they on? 72. Great, so the next one. The next one, the next one, the next one—
“None of this will be worth it if you crash the van,” Grian’s saying in his ear, his voice echoing around Joel’s staticky brain. “Pull over!”
Next one, next one, next one—
Exit 72 B?
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Joel breathes, pressing even harder on the gas. They’re going ninety-five now, definitely too fast for this tired old van.
“They’ll be ready when we get there, I told them it was bad,” Jimmy says. Jimmy’s voice doesn’t echo quite like Grian’s, but it does sound funneled into his ear, almost like through a cardboard tube.
It isn’t bad, he wants to say. He can’t quite get his lips to move.
Exit 73.
He remembers to click on his turning signal, somehow. It seems important.
“Joel, slow down, slow down, brake brake brake—”
“Am braking, calm down,” Joel mumbles. He is, he thinks. He definitely moved his foot to the other pedal, even if he doesn’t dare look down at the odometer. He thinks if he turns his eyes down, they’ll shut.
He knows how to get back to the mansion from here, but Grian gives directions anyways. His hands are still on Joel, holding the strip of blanket tight around his gut. Joel doesn’t have the strength to argue.
Left here. Onto that country lane. Keep driving. Keep driving.
“Talk to me. Say something, Joel, stay awake.”
Joel groans. He doesn’t particularly want to talk to Grian, and right now he’s doing nothing but severely irritating him.
“’m fine,” he manages around his heavy tongue. “Stop worrying. Like my mom.”
Grian laughs, shrill and anxious. “I wouldn’t worry so much if you could put together a whole sentence! Or if you would pull over—”
“Jimmy,” breathe, “can drive—” breathe breathe breathe, “when I’m dead.”
“Might not be too far away, to be fair,” Jimmy says.
Is this what death feels like? Clammy and fuzzy and sweaty?
Joel had better not die, then, because that sounds like it would be downright hellish in more than small doses.
Geez, he’s tired. Can’t he just pass out? Wouldn’t that be nice?
Can’t close his eyes. He has to keep driving. Can’t close his eyes.
“Never been stabbed,” he says through numb lips. “Just got shot. Once.”
“Turn here,” Grian says. Joel blinks. He hadn’t realized they’d already reached another turn.
“There is so much blood we’re going to have to clean up, geez louise. . . .”
“Right, I’ll jus’ . . . stop,” snarks Joel back at Jimmy, “stop . . . bleedin’.”
“Eyes on the road,” says Grian. Joel’s eyes are on the road, though, he’s sure they are. He’s going to great lengths to keep them propped open and staring directly at the road.
“Joel, eyes open. Keep them open.”
“They are,” he insists. Grian squeezes his arm with the hand that isn’t holding the blanket, sticky and warm.
“More open than that. We’re almost there, okay?”
They are almost there. The driveway is just up ahead.
Joel squeezes the steering wheel. He’s got this. It wouldn’t be good to pass out right here, right before they make it.
He isn’t sure how he gets there, but he does. He stares straight ahead, more focusing on keeping his eyes open than he is on the road, and he pulls up in front of the doors, finally letting go of the wheel to shift into park.
It’s silent for a moment as Joel stares straight ahead, at the dark mansion ahead of them.
“Told you,” he manages, shooting what he hopes is a smirk in Grian’s direction.
Then the fuzziness coalesces into darkness entirely, and he slumps forward over the wheel and knows no more.
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The mansion’s library was converted into something of a hospital, long ago. Joel had always disliked it—they hadn’t bothered to paint it white or anything, left the walls a deep red and surrounded by costly books and polished oak shelves and expensive wood flooring, so it just felt like some rich mad scientist’s pet project every time he walked in.
That was why he didn’t particularly enjoy waking up there.
He groans, blinks several times as the library’s ceiling comes into reluctant focus. His limbs ache, and there’s some kind of pain pulsing from his side, but it isn’t as sharp as he thinks it ought to be. Painkillers, probably.
Joel looks down, sees an IV in his arm. Yep. Painkillers.
“Are you actually awake, or just faking it?”
Joel glances over to his other side.
Grian’s sitting there, arms folded. His leather jacket lies discarded on the floor, the sleeves of his red shirt pushed up to his elbows. His sunglasses are stuck in his greasy hair, doing nothing to hide his disapproving raised eyebrow.
“Hey,” Joel croaks. Then, because his memory is a bit spotty, “We made it, right?”
Grian smacks his shoulder.
“Hey—ow! What—?”
“It’s for being a moron—both Jimmy and I are perfectly capable of driving—and why didn’t you say you were injured?”
Joel’s seen the two of them drive, and he would like to disagree on that point. The him being a moron, though . . . probably justified. “I didn’t know,” he says, in response to Grian’s question. “Really.”
Grian holds his gaze for a moment longer, irritation in every line of his face—and then his face softens, and he rolls his eyes.
“Just try not to die, okay?” he says, smacking his shoulder again (gentler, this time). “I don’t have time for a funeral.”
Joel scoffs. “I wasn’t going to die. I was fine!”
Grian doesn’t speak.
Was he—was he genuinely close?
“Well,” Joel says, deciding not to think about that. His hand not occupied by an IV fumbles into his jeans pocket, and just as he’d hoped, his fingers find cold metal. “I did grab . . . this.”
Grian’s jaw drops as he stares at the golden watch, glinting in the low light. “No way. No—you got a Clocker’s clock?”
“Better. Bdubs’s clock.”
“Oh, dear,” Grian chuckles, shaking his head. “You’re gonna be in for a lot more trouble than a pesky stab wound.”
Joel just smiles, drops his hand to his lap.
He could use another nap.
#whumptober2024#no.6#not realizing they're injured#limited life smp#fic#blood and injury#smallishbeans#joel smallishbeans#limited life fanfic#llsmp#grian#jimmy solidarity#mas writes#this one is funny actually#i really liked writing it#the bad boys#joel is just fun to write i think#oof i'm really not sure how i feel about day 7's fic#but this one is good#lmk what you think#love you guys
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tbh ur posts abt tony r giving me a new appreciation for the character i didn’t have before…….. like maybe ur converting me to mr stark standom………
!!!!!!! beautiful and wonderful to hear.....as someone who was recently converted to being a card carrying member of the bonky brigade.....take the second look it may surprise you...........
#TONY HAS SO MUCH GOING ON HE'S REALLY FUN.........#the identity issues the public vs private persona the family bullshit the canon mental illness the way his movies are insane#movie 1 he's held captive and tortured for 3 months and his father figure tries to kill him horribly and movie two he is DYING#as a PLOT POINT its the movie where tony has a TERMINAL ILLNESS and he's GETTING HIS AFFAIRS IN ORDER. SUPERHERO MOVIE#he'll break your heart. and also he's great for watching while mentally ill and going ''oof. yeah same buddy''#he is in my opinion the most relatable guy in the mcu and also he's a really good person and also i love him please give him a chance#his ENTIRE THING is about waking up and deciding to do your best to make better choices even if it can't fix the mistakes you've made#and i think that's really wonderful <3#kayvswords
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and what if i cry about that video of mary mcgee meeting lewis 🥺
he’s so appreciated by so many different people from different walks of life for different reasons
#*not by his own team though 👍#she said ‘continue having fun’#oof. good timing mary#lewis hamilton#mary mcgee#canadian gp 2024
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✨daniil dankovsky’s fun steppe vacation✨
#pathologic#daniil dankovsky#oof my art i guess#finished the bachelor route in patho classic and went a lil crazy#I had the plague for like nine straight days which inspired this doodle spread#someone schmowder him or something :((#this is nothing too crazy just went into doodle mode Very Hard and came out with the Horrors#sorry for ur suffering babygirl#at least u look good doing it 💕#perhaps I’ll clean some of these up later but for now I think they’re fun#I’m rambling lmao signing off for now have a lovely day :))
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I'm sorry, but why don't we talk about Witch Hunt more? Seriously, I think it might be my favorite DAO DLC. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy the hell out of Awakening. Leliana's Song is good. The Golems of Amgarrak is... eh, bad. I didn't really like that one. The Warden's Keep, The Stone Prisoner, and Return to Ostagar are all amazing and I love them.
But Witch Hunt??? Y'all. I can't. I'm too emotional right now.
I have at least one dynamic from each game that I'm obsessed with. For DAO, it's the dynamic between romanced!Alistair, Tabris, and Morrigan. I've talked before about the dark ritual and stuff in this post, so let's just say that my Tabris, Rose, very much has unfinished business and a score to settle with Morrigan.
Tabris and Morrigan grew so close throughout the entire journey of DAO, y'know? Close enough that Morrigan claimed she thought of her as a sister, and Tabris felt the same way... and then in one single moment, it's just shattered.
There were signs that Tabris ignored, like the way Morrigan dismissed all the circle mages and claimed they should be left to their fates since they "allow themselves to be caged like cattle." Or how she disapproved every time Tabris wanted to help those down on their luck. Or, worst of all, when Morrigan disapproved when Tabris chose to kill the Tevinter slaver instead of making a deal with him to use the lives of the remaining elves to grant her more power... one of those caged elves being Tabris' father.
But she gave Morrigan the benefit of the doubt; she's sheltered and only had Flemeth as an influence and teacher, of course she's unempathetic and selfish, but there is good in Morrigan's heart. She can learn to be more empathetic and to care for others.
At least, Tabris believed that until Morrigan confessed that she's known about the ultimate sacrifice and the dark ritual from the beginning, that Flemeth sent her with the wardens with a purpose that Morrigan intends to follow through with. It's devastating and it broke Tabris' heart.
She just learned that a warden has to die to stop the blight, and that warden could be her or Alistair. Not only are they romantically involved, but they've been through all of this shit together, they're the only ones who fully understand what being a grey warden is like. They carry the burden on their shoulders, and they're probably going to lose each other to the archdemon.
And Morrigan waits until she's at her most vulnerable to ask that of her.
Again, I've gone into more detail about that before, but at this point Rose is done with people deceiving her. She's done with Morrigan... except she's not. It's the betrayal and knowing Morrigan got what she wanted that causes Rose to go searching for her.
To Morrigan's credit, she does give some answers. She claims she didn't thing the archdemon would show itself so soon, and she did what she had to because she didn't wish to see Tabris hurt or die. I believe her, and to an extent, Tabris believes her... but Morrigan still doesn't get WHY it's a betrayal.
Morrigan's right: She will never understand Tabris, and Tabris will never understand her. She can insist it's not a betrayal all she wants, but it absolutely is, and Tabris has never allowed anyone who crossed her to just walk away... except for Morrigan.
Until now.
Hearing that Morrigan manipulated her way into the trust of this Dalish clan so she could steal their book and run is just further evidence in Tabris' eye that she hasn't changed. Maybe it was always foolish to believe she could.
So... she stabbed Morrigan.
She didn't do it to kill her; Morrigan is the daughter of Flemeth and a powerful mage with healing magic, a mere stab isn't going to kill her.
No, it's about what the stab represents: "I am done with you."
And how the scene plays out? It's so dramatic and good, just the way everything slows down, the music, how they make eye contact as the stabbing happens just....
I know it sounds really bad, and this is the part where I remind everyone that I ADORE Morrigan, but the stabbing ending is so satisfying from a story-telling standpoint for my playthrough.
It's so tragic and it hurts and I hate it.... but I love it, y'know?
I love Witch Hunt, like I haven't even talked about Ariane and Finn, or how the circle just has all these books on Dalish artifacts and translations of elvhen, or how other eluvians can be found with a shard from the broken one in the dalish origin.... like you're telling me that Merrill had a piece of the puzzle? If she had the knowledge, she could've found a working eluvian to study?? I'm going to gnaw my own leg off--
Listen, I could gush about this all day.
But now that I've completely finished DAO, it's time to replay DA2.
#dragon age origins#dao#dao morrigan#warden tabris#dao witch hunt#i could write an entire post about ariane and finn like they're such fun companions and so INTERESTING and their dynamic is so good#it's not a long dlc but i kinda wish it was just so i could spend more time with them before finding morrigan#and the reunion with morrigan is just hhhhnnngggggggggg i am feeling too many emotions help#i love morrigan what a great character sorry rose stabbed you but y'know... that's kind of thematic for her#morrigan will be fine... well physically she will but the emotional damage is a big oof#can't wait to hear about it in dai... i can't even remember what she says if the warden stabs her?#something about not parting on good terms or something skskskss whatever it is it's an understatement i'm sure#anyway i'm going to replay da2 and obsess over merrill's arc... i just want to give her the answers from witch hunt and let her go nuts#listen is it too much to ask that warden carver find this info out from tabris and give it to merrill#and the two of them go on a long adventure to find a working eluvian?? hmmmm??? and while they're at it they can steal from the circle#the circle doesn't need all those elven books okay it's fine
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hold on i need to get a thought and emotions out. so with Welcome Home, there seems to be a before and an after. obviously, we're in the after. the website is the after. and if it turns out that the story we see, the one where shit hits the fan and the show is practically erased, then... that already happened. whatever horrors we see, we'll know that there is no saving them. there is no happy ending - it happened, and it's tragic. the show is doomed to end and be scrubbed away. if any of the characters are revealed to be dead/gone by the website, then when/if we see them at an earlier point, we'll Know
and there's a special kind of dread and horror in that for us, the audience.
#im not articulating this the way i want to...#it's like going to see a tragic play. like romeo and juliet for instance.#we go into it knowing the end. they die. no matter what they die. every step they take leads to That End#every happy moment is undercut by the knowledge that it won't last#thinking about this makes me think that at some point learning more about the story/characters is gonna feel like digging up a grave#AGH I LOVE IT THOUGH I LOVE IT. IT HURTS SO MUCH BUT I LOVE IT#its a special feeling of dread/nostalgia/bittersweetness/resignation#and that is sensation in the chest that doesnt feel good but it also does somehow? it hurts but just enough to not be unbearable?#welcome home#welcome home speculation#welcome home puppet show#man i am so so so so scared for the puppets lmfao#i have some theories on the ways shit might go down. like little things. souring relationships and such#i also have a feeling that the story is really gonna hit home (ha) for me in Big Ways#like as soon as i saw clown say that it's kinda about 'when does a home become a house' and stuff#OOF. YIKES. WHEN DOES IT INDEED. i mean i know. ive lived it. im Living it.#this is gonna get unintentionally personal Real Fast in Several Fun And Festive Ways for me huh#i wonder if the story is gonna be uncovered linearly or not...#chewing on it chewing on it chewing on it#i can't wait to Understand the world/characters so that i can write fanfic. i want to so badly. i want to Explore#i want to hop into that grave and keep digging
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Disgusting creature (begins sobbing)
#castlevania#castlevania games#akumajo dracula#akumajou dracula#isaac castlevania#castlevania isaac#isaac laforeze#castlevania curse of darkness#curse of darkness#art post#my art#castlevania artists#Castlevania fanart#fanart#uhhh idk tags#some of these are based on panels from the manga and other official art but yeah#he’s truly a character that’s for sure#one one hand yeah he did all that he did kill people and committ war crimes#but on the other hand oaughaughogh but but what if what if he could’ve gotten better—#the game and mangas do a very good job of showing you how he’s like the opposite of Hector but so so similar#like Hector was two steps away from being that too they both came from such similar situations#augh I could make a whole analysis rant of the whole game and have before but not in the tags lmao#bro had to be put down and was a horrible person in the end but it was still sad#he’s like the classic cursed Castlevania rival character except completely unsavable this time#like imagine if you couldn’t save Maxim or Richter or Hugh or whoever else like that’s how it feels#anyway yeah he’s also fun to draw :3#his haircut is unreasonably cute#I wish I didn’t have curly hair that conflicts with that kind of hairstyle oof 😔#unrelated but I’ve been sick again lately ugh#at least this time I’m getting treated for it tho but idk if it’s working or not yet tbh ughhhhhhhhh
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