still not over the fact astarion has a grave
like bro,,,,,
someone loved you once, named you after the stars. you can no longer remember the sound of their voice.
someone loved you and buried you underneath a name they gave you, inscribed numbers too close together.
when you crawled from the dirt, hungry and terrified, they were not there. you hope somewhere silently, hidden even from most of yourself, they might appear as a savior in the night. they do not. you can no longer remember what they look like.
do they know what you are? do they know what you do? are they disgusted by you, what you do? you hope they think you’re dead. better for them, better for you. hope does not survive here long.
you remember a soft laugh, the warm sunlight a warm hand, a kind smile. someone loved you someone loved you someone loved you
they are here no longer
it is only you, and it is only him
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So, you know how when an author is writing og!Cale and they want to give him a power, sometimes they give him fantasy spirit stuff? Well, I want elementals to have the usual 'spirit king per attribute' that you usually find in fantasy mangas, but make the water spirit king an axolotl and let og!Cale befriend them.
And when I say Axolotl Water Spirit King I mean 'non-parlant little flying axolotl' that can turn into a 'giantic, water-looking-like, could swallow a pirate ship, still non-parlant axolotl' a la Ponyo.
Just, Imagine og!Cale who was just minding his business and finds a little dorky amphibian that got trapped in a net. And the little dorky one smiles at him. He has no choice but to help it.
The little one likes him. They become friends :D!!
So, turns out his animal friend can fly. Cool.
His new friend decided to follow him— Wait, where is he going?
...Oh.
So, his little friend is not so little anymore.
Ey, don't— spit it out! Spit the bad woman out!
And he doesn't like his relatives.
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I really really want Cloud to lean into the whole “raised in the middle of nowhere” thing.
Give me a Cloud who is very much “these mother fuckers don’t even have wolves”. A Cloud that knows how to do a bit of everything because there’s so few people where he’s from and if they wanted something fixed him and his Ma had to do it themselves. A Cloud in a Midgar winter in shorts and a T-shirt because this am isn’t even cold what is everyone complaining about. A Cloud who can do unholy things with a roll of tape, ball of twine, and a broken boot knife that traumatizes his fellow troopers. A Cloud that is like “but have you seen [something untranslatable but incredibly terrifying sounding]”. A Cloud that kind of shrugs after a run in with a monster where everyone is scraped ups bf bleeding and vaguely traumatized like “it’s no dragon”.
A Cloud that has been running feral and free in mountains far less hospitable than fucking midgar of all places and is always bitching about these city people who don’t know what cold is and all of their alcohol (that he’s not technically old enough to drink for all that he’s been old enough back home) is watery and useless and how no one can hem a pair of fucking pants without taking them to a damn tailor.
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older dex doodles + the dizznee family
do I see my problems as a child of a mixed couple in dexs problems as a child of a bad match? absolutely. am I going to project that onto dex? absolutely. mixed dizznees supremacy
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As a homesteader, I can say 100% Halsin needs some serious help. He is all about "nature has a balance, where all are cared for", meanwhile here I am, having to pull two drakes off one lady duck because, by nature, both will attempt to breed her as roughly as possible, even if it ends up injuring/killing her.
Also, by nature, my chickens have a strict pecking order. A good few get bullied as they are the lowest in the order. I attempted to introduce some young ladies to my less than a foot tall Sebright Rooster, and he was brutal with the bullying. I had to pull them out, he was so bad.
Nature is not a beautiful, idealistic lifestyle. It is survival of the fittest.
Perhaps Halsin needs to seriously rethink civilizations' role in nature. That we, as people of all races, differ from animals in that we can choose to rise above our basic desires and urges if we so choose. Chaotic change is normal among the wilds, but we can actually bring good change, despite however much evil is in the world.
That is our role.
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Henwen: *went on a complete rampage after finding out who his real father was and what he did to his mother, now ripping apart his tomb with his bare hands after freeing Kodlak from Hircines grasp* YOU!!! *grabs hold of the giant stone coffin and rips it open grabbing Ysgramors Draugrfied corpse* YOU RAPED MY MOTHER!! YOU ENSLAVED AND SLAUGHTERED MY PEOPLE! YOU LEARNED HOW TO WRITE JUST TO DOCUMENT THE BEST WAY TO KILL ELVES!!! *screams making the tomb shake and rumble, threatening to collapse on all of them*
Aela: He’s? Ysgramors son?
Vilkas: Does that matter right now?! He’s going to bring the whole barrow down on our heads!
Farkas: IT DOES MATTER! *snarls at them* HES IN PAIN! THAT CUNT WE ALL FUCKING WORSHIPPED IS THE REASON FOR IT! YSGRAMOR IS NO HERO! HES A MONSTER!!! *looks over at Kaidan*
Kaidan: *nods*
Farkas and Kaidan: *both start slowly closing in ready to pounce on the enraged atmoran snow elf*
Henwen: *raising wuuthrad over his head, staring down at Ysgramors corpse as it’s eyes begin to glow blue, the Atmorans soul re-entering his body to fight* you. You don’t deserve to be remembered.
Ysgramor: *gargles with dried vocal cords as his body cracks and bends back to life in death* You- I remember your eyes.
Henwen: Good. They were my mothers. *moves to bring the axe down and freezes seeing two long swords stab into the draugr taking its head off in the process* what- I- *jumps a little as two strong bodies press against his, as Kaidan and farkas abandon their weapons to hold him* I…
Kaidan: shhhh. It’s okay now sweetheart… he can’t hurt you…
Farkas: *crying into his shoulder* I’m so sorry- I’m sorry for believing he was a hero, after what he did to you, to your mother, to your kin. I’m so sorry darling…
Henwen: *drops the axe letting it clang against the ancient stone floor, as he starts to openly sob* he raped her, he raped her and she made me, he killed her for giving me to Hross so I could be free, and he killed him too!! And now he gets to be remembered as a hero! It isn’t fair! IT ISNT FAIR!! *cries hugging onto them as they hold him tighter*
Aela: … *looks at them, then at Ysgramor… then at vilkas* …
Vilkas: … *walks over grabbing Ysgramors head* may you. And your ilk, be forever remembered for what you really are… *tosses the head into the fire Henwen used to free kodlak, letting it burn beside the charred skull of the hagraven as the snow prince’s cries fill the echoing void of the chamber*
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i have no idea how you would make the ranger specialisation work “realistically” but that doesn’t mean i don’t habitually turn my rogues into disney princes
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