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If you had ever told Swift-With-Arrows that she was destined for greatness, she would have simply laughed in your face.
She was not a believer of fate, or destiny, or anything of the sort; these sorts of things, in her opinion, simply happened by chance. In her opinion, her upbringing in a dragon-worshipping cult from the day she hatched wasn't part of some grand plan divined by the gods, but just an unfortunate stroke of luck for her in her life.
When she was caught up in an Imperial ambush and mixed among Stormcloak captives as a prisoner, she just figured she got dealt a shit hand in life.
When the black dragon descended down from the mountains and began to lay siege to Helgen right as her head was primed to be cleaved from her shoulders, doubt of it being mere chance had started to cloud her mind - but admist the chaos of the destruction and fire and death, it was promptly banished from her mind. Much like the memory of how it had stared down at her on the chopping block; its expression unreadable, yet somehow knowing.
When she killed the dragon at the Whiterun watchtower, felt its essence enter her very being, her mind being flooded with memories, knowledge, power, instincts - against her will, she learned that his name was Mirmulnir - she knew she could no longer deny what she was.
And it terrified her.
For so long she had lived under the shadow of her so-called caregivers. Those who assured her that she was destined for greatness, she who was born with the soul of a dragon, she who was born to serve as the greatest slave-champion of their dragon gods. For so long, she had assured herself that they were falsehoods; the thought of them being right, much less her being tied to any destiny at all, made her sick to her stomach.
She, the Dragonborn, a child of Akatosh, destined to save the world from the devouring maw of the destroyer devour master. She, the Dovahkiin, born to be the zahkriiaarkaal of Alduin himself.
She wanted absolutely nothing to do with this fate.
And yet even then, she found her feet climbing the Seven Thousand Steps, she found her lips asking questions about what she was from the Greybeards, she found her blades and her arrows drawing the life and soul from many more dragons. With each one's demise, their spirits became one with hers; their memories, their thoughts, their knowledge. She felt the rush of adrenaline in their veins, the pain of steel sinking into scales and flesh, the fear as she delivered the killing blows. But strongest of them all, she felt their desires. Survival. Victory. Destruction.
Like before, she ignored it for as long as she could throughout her journey. It was certainly not a healthy thing, yes, but she couldn't bear the effort of trying to actually examine her thoughts and feelings.
But one day, the urges simply became too much. The desire to spread wings she did not have. To burn all that dared face her to ash. To destroy. To DOMINATE.
For so long, she had tried to abandon and starve the dovah within her. But now, the inner spirit would break free of the shackles she had bound it in for so long.
Her flesh burned, scales peeling away and dissipating on the wind like embers. But she did not smoulder down into bones and ash like those she devoured; nay, where lavender and violet was stripped away, it was left with flickering flame. Flame that grew, changed, until it gave way to armored scales, a billowing mane, wings that blocked out the sun and talons that cleaved the earth.
She becomes something terrible.
She becomes something glorious.
She becomes something
B E A U T I F U L .
(art under the cut!)
#bound by fate; swift-with-arrows#it took me forever but GOD i had a lot of fun writing this. definitely going to be making this an AU for her
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Atreus could tell his red-furred companion was put off by the strange sight - which was understandable, anyone would probably be quite surprised to see a creature that they'd never seen before transform into a look-like of them - and, thankfully, she didn't decide to flee or attack him. But he also notices the flutter of emotion, same as before but strong enough for him to analyze it now; grief, longing for something that was violently torn from the slugcat. Family, possibly?
A part of him wants to pry, but he decides that whatever history the slugcat has isn't for him to ask about. So he turns his attention to his meal - the meat being much more palatable for him in this form now. (The taste is, surprisingly, quite similar to game fowl.)
He too takes notice of the sun's light fading overhead - and while he has the foresight to acknowledge that night usually brought creeping predators and unseen dangers, he knows absolutely nothing of what prowled in this metal labyrinth. He could part ways with her, yes, but he still had to figure out a way to get back home. Plus, she was certainly far more experienced with this place than he was.
Lifting his head up from his dinner, Atreus gave her another small wawa - a question. Do you have a place we can rest for the night?
Gold light and flecks on the wind...
It reminds her of something that might've been a dream—a warning, even, ignored in favor of a quest for vengeance that somehow still ended up feeling hollow. But the memory instantly evaporates when the petals clear and she sees a small slugcat where the young not-scav had been.
Not a pup. Yes, not a pup. But still small. Clumsy.
Her ears can't seem to figure out if they want to be pricked or pinned.
Oh, and he says wawa back! He says...
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Something in her chest hurts.
She shuffles aside to give him more room. There's an unease to her, certainly; regardless of the fact she seems to accept it, the whole transformation is still strange. But she definitely does not run away or seem really scared. She doesn't really return to eating, either, deciding she's full enough after—she realizes now, looking back to the vulture's body—eating around some of the softer, easier to tear parts of the bird.
The sun's rays are rapidly fading. She's not too worried about that, honestly; it's more an inconvenience. But the spiders are more prolific once the shadows settle. Lethal, to the unaware, the small, the unfortunate—but easy to avoid just by heading back to a shelter and sleeping the night away.
An ear flicks.
She continues to watch over the smaller slugcat.
#rp thread#son of war; atreus#threads of fate; crossover verse#hymns-across-the-stars#AUGH sorry this is late....#also ive been listening to the soundtrack from the GOW games lately#and i realized that there's a little bit of similarity between artificer and kratos#both lost loved ones... and both went on a path of vengeance and Acts of Incredible Violence™ against those that took said loved ones#just. OUGHHHHH THE PARALLELS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (WAILS)#i don't think atreus actually KNOWS about kratos' backstory in canon though#except for kratos fighting and killing his own father/zeus#also now im imagining the rest of the GOW cast as slugcats... oughhhh i should draw that sometime
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People who get sick from radiation exposure are faking it for attention, radiation is literally the divine light of creation and it nourishes those who are pure of spirit
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big fan of the world's most normal robot ^^
#musings#hell hath no fury like a mother scorned; evangelion unit-01#!!!!!! SHE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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John before The Horrors got to him 😊
#musings#savior of humanity; master chief#^ thats me standing behind him in the 2nd pic#(I am about to unleash Unspeakable Horrors upon this white man because he is my skrunkly blorbo)
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"Was I sweet once?"
#musings#bound by fate; swift-with-arrows#TECHNICALLY not a swift post since its for a character from bg3 but. ough...
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The Woes™ of wanting to pick up a muse or two from Rain World when you haven't even finished the game yet + are still on your first playthrough as Monk...
#ooc#blog stuff#i desire el wawa...#in other news; FUCK daddy long legs and FUCK UNFORTUNATE DEVELOPMENTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#also since i have a gow/rainworld thread (that i have yet to respond to) ive been thinking abt like.#drawing the gow ragnarok cast as slugcats...
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the last two episodes of eva are amazing you guys are just mean
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Fuck it we ball
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started playing halo 2 !!
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&. 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.
( sentence starters of various quotes that can be said from the villain. looking for the hero version? click here. )
❛ i’m the villain of your dreams! ❜
❛ what are you going to do when someone you save kills someone else in the future? ❜
❛ violence only breeds more violence. ❜
❛ you were right. i never did become a hero. ❜
❛ it takes a monster to destroy a monster. ❜
❛ i wonder which will get you killed faster: your loyalty or your stubbornness? ❜
❛ they fear me because i fear nothing. ❜
❛ rome wasn’t built in a day, but it burned in one. ❜
❛ i’ll be the actress starring in your bad dreams. ❜
❛ better a monster than an arrogant god. ❜
❛ i am a monument to all your sins. ❜
❛ ugh, spare me the heroic monologue. let’s just fight. ❜
❛ if the world chooses to become my enemy, i will fight like i always have. ❜
❛ i’m standing in the ashes of who i used to be. ❜
❛ how many people have to die because you can’t break your code? ❜
❛ power belongs to those who take it. ❜
❛ i do very bad things, and i do them very well. ❜
❛ i wasn’t given a choice. ❜
❛ i am my own demon. ❜
❛ you don’t know what i’m capable of. what i’ve done. ❜
❛ underestimate me. that’ll be fun. ❜
❛ the question isn’t who is going to let me, it’s who is going to stop me. ❜
❛ if i cannot bend heaven, then i will raise hell. ❜
❛ but what if i choose the darkness instead? ❜
❛ i have no desire to clear my name in your book of fiction. ❜
❛ you shouldn’t have buried me. i’m not dead. ❜
❛ i am going to be the deadliest piece on the board. ❜
❛ tell the wolves, i’m home. ❜
❛ they’re dangerous? well unfortunately, so am i. ❜
❛ i could set this world on fire and call it rain. ❜
❛ no one notices your tears, or your pain. but they notice your mistakes. ❜
❛ don’t trust my smile. ❜
❛ i am the tall dark stranger those warnings prepared you for. ❜
❛ i may be heartless, but you’re naive. ❜
❛ nothing is stronger than a person with a broken heart and a smiling face. ❜
❛ i win because i don’t know how to lose. ❜
❛ say goodbye to the old me. ❜
❛ i’m only just getting started! ❜
❛ i’ll survive. somehow i always do. ❜
❛ tell lies about me. i’ll tell the truth about you. ❜
❛ i’m not a god. not yet. ❜
❛ i’ll wear your hate like war paint. ❜
❛ don’t bark if you can’t bite. ❜
❛ the deeper you dig, the darker it gets. ❜
❛ i’m everything you can’t control. ❜
❛ i hope you regret giving up on me. ❜
❛ you are losing my interest, and that’s very dangerous. ❜
❛ you call yourself a hero? ❜
❛ maybe i’ve always been more comfortable in chaos. ❜
❛ you already know how this will end. ❜
❛ people pay you less attention to you when you don’t leave a trail of bodies in your wake. ❜
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Cross your thoughtless heart
Only liquor anoints you
He's the albatross
He is here to destroy you
Devils that you know
Raise worse hell than a stranger
He's the death you chose
You're in terrible danger
❥ ❝ Indie Scientists and Handler OC as portrayed by Kuroki. ❞
CAUTION: Dark Themes and Insect Motifs inbound.
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Ourghh. Thinking about this post abt the way Kratos thinks + his drawings in the codex in the Valhalla DLC... like... did he already know how to draw? Did he try to use Atreus' drawings as references? Did he teach himself???
Either way I feel like it shows how much he really loves his son, to the point where he tries to learn how to draw himself! So that he can connect to his son better when he comes back from his journy!! Just.. ough... orughhhhh.........
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[expvrgction] 🐉 (For Kahann? 👀)
Kahann's monsters would be...
Kamu & Nono Orugaron, Pyre Rakna-Kadaki, Eo Garudia, Ruler Guanzorumu, and Primordial Malzeno!
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