#v: ignis

[cyberdragoninfinity]

'what have you been doing this last month dana' goin ham drawing as many yugioh AUs and OCs and ygo-inspired sonas on art fight as my grubby paws could possibly grab!!!! AND I'LL DO IT AGAIN NEXT YEAR

[ Attacks for, in order:

@phantom-alpha || @sanmisui || @moonbisexualsharktamerr

|| @scyzoa || @1apple-fox1 || @krakenshaped

|| @siromany || @hi-speedroids ||

@4lmog || @arcvu || @blackfeatherdragon ]

[liroyalty]

I like to call this the Wife Catalog.

[pinkprimrose05]

I had an Epiphany.

[raiiryuu]

@stella-ignis-rosea - ⚡︎

"Ain't seen your face around before."

Laxus glanced back towards the doors from where he sat at one of the tables in the guildhall, a brow arching. Since he hadn't heard anyone else complaining, he assumed the stranger was supposed to be here, but you never know. Half the guild was absorbed in their own brawling most of the day.

[lavenderr-starrs]

🎶🎶One of these things is not like the other 🎶 one of these things just doesn’t belong🎶 can you tell me which thing is not like the other? Before I finish this song!!🎶🎶

[iron-hearts-ablaze]

Karlach felt like she could not breathe. It was as if this was all such a terrible dream she was unable to wake from. She has risen once again from the Hells just to end up somewhere she considered far worse...

Gale stood before her, she could feel it before she even saw him. The air was like electric, her hairs prickling from the energy. To see him like this... red-eyed and pale. It could bring her to tears. He looked thinner than she remembered...ragged. Tormented.

"Gale... I know he sent you to stop me, or collect me..." Karlach's voice shuddered, a mixture of fury and upset crashing in her throat. "But you know me well enough to know I cannot let that happen..."

Her hands shook as she reached for her battle axe. A fear of battle she had never felt before, because she was to fight one of her closest friends. "You set me free, you know this is wrong... Gale... Please... Don't do this. Let me help you."

[number-1-kuaidul-fanboy]

*starts liking Kalin, Cathy, Mizael, Declan, Shinji, and Ai more just out of spite*

[ashydrawsthings]

Will O'the Wisp

[moonbeam408]

Here’s something fun to do.

Pick a character that you simp for/kin with/like the most and a favourite quote of them.

Here’s one of mine: Serial Designation V from Murder Drones

Favourite line: Yo, we got a Worker out there I kinda wanna practice making balloon animal shapes with! - Pilot Episode.

[sylleblosscm]

@intxlligibility x

There is a chill in the Altissian air, dampening the celebratory spirit that still lingers from the Tidemother’s awakening. The city is battered, but she is not destroyed. 

 Tomorrow, the Oracle will leave this place, freer than she’s ever been. Accompanying Noctis and his retinue to complete the final gauntlet awaiting them in Lucis before venturing on to retrieve the Crystal. But heavy weighs her heart, the beat of it echoing far too loudly in her chest. Leviathan has taken her toll upon Lunafreya’s flesh, as will, unboutedly, the remaining Astrals. Though there is not a doubt in her mind Noctis will rid the darkness from their star, she likely will not live to see it. And she cannot bear to tell him. 

 Luna shrinks further into the warmth of her shawl as a violent shiver wracks her body. Footfalls break her reverie and she turns to greet their source. ❝Good evening, Ignis.❞

 She does not ask why he is not resting. Through Noctis, she has come to know the man before her well. Anticipating every solution before the problem arises. Much like her, he is oft preoccupied with the wellbeing of others. So to her, the answer is obvious: tomorrow, Noctis’ arduous journey continues. And, like her, he is worried for the Prince’s wellbeing. 

 Instead, she says: ❝This city is beautiful, is it not? We would do well to savour the sight while we can.❞

[nightmaresghost]

Harvey wants Elena only for her blood. he doesnt even care about her anymore. Well he should have thought of that before he wiped her fucking memory

[tenebriism]

Noctis? Willing to ballroom dance with him? What a dream!

[liroyalty]

@moonxsuncelestials / @cirquedenightmares said: Well that's one good deed, though he opts to keep an eye on Star for a spell. Anyone loud he just gives a rather unnerving glare at then gestures to the sleeping gem. Even he would be rather cranky if anyone dared to wake him from a nap! //The audience going wild at him being so protective of Star already.

At the very least, not too many of the gems were overly loud... expect for Ruby. Poor Ruby had no idea Star was sleeping in there, otherwise he would have been more careful! Thankfully, he was tagging along with Malachine, who took Topaz's sharp glare hint quickly & slapped her hand over Ruby's mouth before Star stirred.

Malachine merely mouthed the words 'Sorry!', & Ruby bowed his head meekly, before the pair tiptoed away. Letting Star stay asleep peacefully.

[dragoonxdive]

@ervaurem / ignis ♥’d for a starter!

Aranea has noticed before how Ignis has always been the one taking care of everyone, weither it’s with the food, the advice, even the car. It has made her wonder if he ever takes care of himself sometimes. Even when she was with Noctis and his friends, he was so kind to her, even considered her as an ally when the others didn’t. He’s blind now, though, and Aranea plans to help him however she can. It’s UNFAIR. She doesn’t know what happened, but if there’s one person in the entire world who didn’t deserve this, it was surely him.

“Try not to be too hard on yourself,” she warns, gently patting his arm as they’re walking back to the safe haven. Aranea accepted to accompany Ignis since he wants to fight again in that world of darkness, as long as he’s not reckless. “You did good today. You can’t take down a behemoth on your own, when you just started fighting again.”

[iron-hearts-ablaze]

Ignis, Sanguis, Imperium

This is an invitation to join a Baldurs Gate 3 verse, spawned by ideas from myself, (my partner) and @galefcrce.

Ignis, Sanguis, Imperium. Fire, Blood, Control.

Lord Astarion stands on the precipice of triumph. Baldurs Gate belongs to him, his fingers stretch from the High Halls, to the dingiest alley. His grip like steel over the citizens. The heroes of Baldurs Gate - those who vanquished the Absolute - are no more. They are puppets... Spawn. They are puppets on his red strings, each turned to form his network in full. His commanders, his advisors, his eyes and ears... They belong to him...

All but a very select few led by a vexatious Tiefling - unable to be bitten when he had the chance. They must be destroyed, or turned...and if they must murder friends and foe to get to him.

So be it.

Will you obey your Master and bring the one you once called friend to his feet? To join your ranks? Will you fight against Astarion's grip and try to gain your own freedom? Can you convince him to stop this evil? Will you, Astarion, be victorious? Or doomed to follow the path once walked by Cazador? What does your soul say?

TL;DR This verse takes place when Ascended Astarion has chosen to turn the companions he travelled with into Spawn. Gale, Shadowheart, Halsin, Wyll and Lae'zel (and the dragon she commands) have all been turned. They knew him, trusted him... They were overpowered. Karlach returned to Faerûn after just over a year of tackling the Hells and Zariel's forge - her heart finally able to be controlled. Ready to be broken. Astarion welcomes her, thinking he finally has another Commander for his vastly growing army. She resists, able to control her hearts intensity and scolds any that try. She has to flee, her friends are not lost yet... She has other allies. She can find even more.

More details under the cut, but if you would like to join us, or have any questions, please don't hesitate to ask! The comments and my DMs are open, I also have a Discord upon request! The story is flexible, Origin characters are still themselves they just have another layer to consider. Tav and Durge's are more than welcome, and can choose to be Free or a Spawn so they can explore which side they want to be on.

Inspired by the Ascended Astarion Origin ending, where Astarion ponders killing his 'friends' so they cannot rise against him, I asked my partner a curious question. "What if he made them his Spawn instead? Began his army with powers he knows all too well?"

We spoke at great length about what he could do, how it could play out as a one-shot. Ideas I spoke to @galefcrce about, who also expanded it. Between us, 'Ignis, Sanguis, Imperium' was created.

Naturally this verse is very canon-divergent, just a very dark ending/expansion. It has been just over a year since the Absolute fell. Astarion's powers have grown so much since then, the corruption corroding his core. He has made Baldur's Gate his play thing, a city so vulnerable hardly resisted. But he needed the numbers to keep it within his net.

Gale was the first to turn. Oh so trusting...so loving. Astarion already had him to hand, it was oh so easy to drain him, turn him. Wait for him to return from his death. Do not be afraid, Gale, you are the start of a new reign - a new age. And you will not be alone for long...

It took time to gather the others. They wander, they settle away from the Gate. He invites them and waits so patiently. Some he may have to trick, but they show. They are welcomed, fed, watered, rested. They are at home here, for they shall never leave. He waits for them to be their most vulnerable. If they resist - and he is so sure they will - Gale is there with his helping hand. Of course he helps...he has no choice. No matter what those tears say.

He has his commanders, his powerful allies that all of the Gate look up to. Whom they trust. The citizens would follow them to the flames if they could - to Astarions embrace... The Gates are fallen. A thick, heavy fog blankets over the city to house Astarion's many children.

Oh his Spawn do push him. They fight back, they are so incredibly ungrateful...rude. Lessons are taught. They have to be. They need to learn how powerless they really are. He is no mere Vampire, he is the Vampire ASCENDED and they will know that. They will know how it is to be utterly powerless, and they will worship the ground he stands upon - appreciate the kindness he has shown them by not allowing them to die.

His eyes tell him of a sudden guest. His ears whisper stories of a known Tiefling. Karlach has returned home... Her trials in Avernus won as she overpowers those at Zariel's forge to fix her infernal engine. Fix it, they could not, but they have calmed it. She is in full control of her flames for the first time in over a decade. She can return to Faerûn at last. She is as light as air, but the fear is thick. As she travels her way closer to the City, she hears the anguish, the tales of how the Gates has fallen to the hands of a tyrant. Her home needs saving yet again.

She could not possibly imagine what she finds as she is, strangely enthusiastically, os welcomed at the bridge. The fog blocks out the sun, the streets eerily quiet. But her friends welcome her. She is elated to see them, embracing them all but they feel....cold. Their happiness seems false, strained. Were things truly that bad? All the same, she is invited to Lord Astarion's estate - a building she recognises as Cazadors just a year ago. It hasn't changed much, but he certainly has.

All seems well at first, albeit awkward. She eats her fill and takes comfort in the plush bed she has been given. She spends night after night feeling increasingly uneasy. What has happened to her beloved friends to treat her so nervously? As if trying to say something their mouths could not.

She is invited to the ballroom - a celebratory feast has been prepared to congratulate her on her return to the Gate. She feels reluctant but...these are her greatest friends. Astarion doesn't sound right, but it has been some time. Surely that's all it is.

She cannot move her body...Spells are thrown at her from every direction - from familiar hands. She is knocked prone and held in place against her will. Karlach fails to even scream as Astarion stands over her, ruby eyes glinting maliciously. Welcome home, he hisses, fangs bared.

Karlach breaks free just enough to try and slither back - enough for her panic and horror to alight her licking flames once again. Flared and ferocious. Despite being returned to her struck-down state, she is untouchable. Astarion has recoiled, furious. He tells her of his grand plan, that if she just played along she would have a home with them always. She is their beloved companion after all, they have been waiting for her for so long. They need her help bringing Tav/Durge home too, so they can all be together again. The Gate will never suffer again under his rule - all she has to do is let her turn him...

Maybe some time will help her come to her senses. An Arcana enriched cell deep underground should do the trick. Astarion has all the time in the world to let her whittle her hope down to nothing... If it weren't for one thing. He is not the only one in this House...

Shaking, terrified and regretful, Gale has dropped the key that only he has of Karlach's cage. He was trusted by Astarion - a trust that Gale may come to regret losing. Gale can no longer stand back and let this happen to anyone else. He was overpowered, but not entirely powerless. Karlach is guided out of Astarion's Estate with a new fight brewing on the horizon.

She must gather those Astarion has not yet claimed, Tav's, Durge's, powerful allies and free her friends. Imprison them if she can. But it is inevitable she would have to bring Astarion down...or force his hand to free them completely. Would she be able to do so when the time came? This was no devil, no Zariel...this was once her closest friend. Was he even in there still, like Gale and the others? Can he be saved from this too?

All the while, Astarion prunes himself in the mirror. Vexed, but not giving up on his prize just yet. Smiling, he welcomes the challenge. All the while his reflection seems to be screaming...sobbing. But he has already turned away, smothering what little care he had left as far down as it could be pushed.

He has a battle to prepare for...

[dbphantom]

As shitpost-y as my own YouTube videos are, the good ones are like cocomelon to me bc I just sat here for a solid 15 minutes watching a 30s clip over and over again because it's just the right level of stimulation for me to zone tf out

Unfortunately I had ice cream. Had... :(

edit: here you can zone tf out while watching it too we can hold hands in the astral plane [but also be careful flashing lights]