#no seriously
Cannot express how disinterested I am in seeing traumatized characters “reconcile” with their canonically shitty parental figures.
I probably don’t have to even say this but this has turned out to be the most “omg Blorbo from my shows” post I could have made. I have no idea who tf 90% of the people in the tags are but you’re very passionate about them.
Been sketching some babes from @thearcanagame recently. It’s such a gorgeous game, I’m glad it exists. ♡♤
“masks are no longer required but still highly recommended” Okay well you can require them. if theyre so fucking recommended.
Love seeing some lukewarm ass takes on this hellsite first thing in the morning.
It is the current year and we’re still ragging on Anders for his extremely OOC comment/approval for selling Fenris back to Danarius? Bruh.
Who is the bigger asshole in that situation?
Anders with his pitiful little +5 approval and stupid ass remark (which I emphasize was more of He*pler’s bullshit agenda shining through)
OR
Hawke/The player for being the fucker to actually CHOOSE to sell a former slave back to his Master and abuser.
Let that marinate for a minute.
For a fucking pittance mind you. Isn’t is it like 5 sovereigns or something?? Hawke can fucking find that in the cushions of their couch. Shit you can get twice that just by killing random mobs around and outside the city.
I rest my case. Miss me with your nonsense. Keep it out of the main tags.
If villain bad then why villain hot
Don’t let the most OOC scene ever written to tarnish the iconic character that is Clarke Griffin. That was not our Clarke. That was shock value Clarke and she’s not real, she does not exist here.
I have a new baby in the family and Baku is my go to person for my maladaptive daydreams so—
Just thinking about Domestic Dilf Bakugou again. How he learns that Sunday’s, after knocking you up and wifing you, are meant for cleaning and family time.
He wakes up to you and your newborn beside him. The baby is latched onto your nipple, the sun barely peaking over the horizon, as you look half sleep while feeding your baby boy. Your eyes are soft as you use your free hand to brush away blond curls that tickle his red eyes. The baby blinks back up at you sleepily, suckling softly and trying his best to coo around the nipple in his mouth.
It makes you smile. Makes you think back on how lucky you truly are.
You jerk slightly at the stir beside you, when a large hand brushes the rest of your sons hair back from his face. Your son seems unbothered though, just blinks his sleepy little eyes, slows on his suckling as he leans into his dads touch.
living in my head rent free for the rest of my life
Just on the subject of Laerryn and her life’s work and her now having the last thing she needed for it, I’m just putting some pieces together. Things she has:
- Her life’s work, a flying city’s massive battery engines, which appear to hoover up and store masses of magical energy over a seven year circuit around the world (?) and that are currently pretty much at capacity, main and auxillary
- A seven-year ritual called the Replenishment which seems to involve earthing a huge chunk, if not most, of that energy back into the ley lines, either in one shot or over the course of a month, which typically results in a surge of energy through the leys, enough to cause continental crop abundance and a wave of sorcerous kids to be born
- An apogee solstice, a once-in-an-elven-lifetime moment where the planes are in alignment, the leys are coursing with energy, it is entirely possible to reshape the ley lines and possibly the material plane, and the barriers between planes are paper thin
- And, now, a tuning fork of celestial gold tied to the celestial planes, in the form of a solar’s bow, which was the last thing she needed
So, to sum up from that, she has a flying city’s worth of magical energy that she’s spent her life designing an engine to collect, she has a ritual location and time where she can pour all that energy into a continent sized power grid in a single surge, she has a cosmic event to supercharge said power grid and provide her with a once-in-a-lifetime window of opportunity to access beyond the material plane, and now she has basically a targeting mechanism.
… Vespin Chloras who? Laerryn. Honey. What are you doing?
On top of this, according to Patia’s history check on Ghor Dranas, the location of the Replenishment, the mountain that became Avalir and Cathmoira, is sitting directly on top of the prison of two of the primordials from the Schism. I don’t know if that’s also going to have an effect, but at the very least their location has likely always been supercharged to some extent.
Adding on some more things: Vespin Chloras, or whatever is directing Vespin Chloras, specifically wanted to be on Avalir. I don’t think it’s an accident that it picked Avalir during the Replenishment to get picked up by. Because, I’m just guessing, Avalir’s been pumping bigger and bigger surges due to Laerryn’s engines, but if it’s been doing the Replenishment since it first took to the skies under Patia’s grandfather, then it’s been essentially power-cycling the continent’s ley lines every seven years for centuries. Which, I’m just guessing, might have weakened some things? Like, maybe, locks on prisons?
I’m just wondering, is all, if Avalir as a concept was maybe influenced at all. There’s a whole theme going on about the Age of Arcanum and the hubris of wizards and the fatal arrogance of thinking you’re better and beyond the influence of gods. Everyone wants to become a god, like the Raven Queen, or they’re trying to prove that they’re beyond that (hi Patia), and it’s just …
And I’m wondering too if the Raven Queen is the one who’s picking up on things, noticing Vespin Chloras and the possible link to the betrayer gods, not just because she’s the goddess of death and there’s a big potential death looming, but also because she is still ‘one of us’ and of all the gods she has the best sense to tell when mortal hubris is about to bring the universe clattering down on their heads. Her own hubris lead to her becoming a god and immediately destabilising things, and she noticed and about-faced, and maybe that means she’s better at noticing when, for example, a city-sized battery is about to plug itself directly into the world’s magical mainframe and do something. Possibly under the influence of a betrayer god.
And Laerryn’s just gone running into the heart of Avalir with her targeting mechanism and four potentially possessed constructs.
You gotta love wizards. You just gotta.
Me personally, I think we should show these fine fellows what we’re made of.
WHAT SAY YOU?
is this… arthurs clenched fist in the menards newspaper ads