– bruno mars, count on me
irl friends: ⭐️
sophie foster εїз – @therealsophieelizabethfoster
bee ☀ – @swans-chirping-in-the-distance
kae ❁ – @queenpiranhadon ⭐️
lula (kate) (⁎˃ᆺ˂) – @iam1withthepeggy ⭐️
css11 ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ – @calla-starkflowerstew11
kale \ (•◡•) / – @kale-of-the-forbidden-cities
eliza ♪~ ᕕ(ᐛ)ᕗ – @lizahamilton
everett ◉_◉ – @awful-amateur
nova ౨ৎ – @that-multi-fandom-hijabi
val ⋆ – @yourtwistedlies
sk4el ♥‿♥ – @sokeefe4evalove
oreo ⚆ _ ⚆ – @lillibethnougatesquirethe3rd
loife ☼.☼ – @loife1m
fuzzy ~(˘▾˘~) – @fuzzysoulyt
figf ( ͡ᵔ ͜ʖ ͡ᵔ ) – @fuckimgenderfluid
forkman (◕‿◕✿) – @norwegian-trickster-god
aeylis ˏ₍๏ɞ๏₎ˎ – @tastetherainbow290
froggy 𓆏 – @frog-with-a-top-hat
tina ༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ – @tinadablackthorn
rithi ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ – @mxnkeydo
nytbs ↜ʚɞ↝ – @newyorktimesbestsellerr
oseg ☞ – @onlyslightlyevilgremlin
leta ☻ – @/itadori-yujiii
fishy ʚʘ͜͡﴿﴿﴿﴿﴿﴿⫷ – @fish-ofishial123
aylin ✦ – @moondust-on-the-hijabi
aether ☁︎ – @riordanverseaddict
queenie ♕ – @queenie-blackthorn
jörm (ง'̀-'́)ง – @your-local-multi-geek ⭐️
kitcat (¬‿¬) – @someonewhogotanaccount
mini ◈ – @reyna-obsessed
lola (^-.-^)⤳ – @nerdy-girlramblings
zeta ʘ‿ʘ – @cinematics06 ⭐️
yuna (ㅇㅅㅇ❀) – @4114yunique
lizard ๑ï – @lizardtheacorn
esme ꧂ – @hijabi-desi-bookworm
seph ☆ – @heartstars
arya 𓍊 – @mushroomcarrotstick
sophie ꒰ᵕ༚ᵕ⑅꒱ – @pyromaniac-on-caffeine
hera ੈ – @aston-martin-in-the-ditch
grace ✎ – @writergracethepanda
ella 𓃰 – @elephantinahawaiianshirt
max ಠ‿↼ – @sabrine-bree-the-bravery
hdm ┴┤ ͜ʖ ͡°) ├┬ – @hijabi-desi-musicals
zoe ٩(`・ω・´)و – @zoesim5
mfr ଘ – @multifandom-romantic
leo valdez ☄ – @team-leoo
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In my opinion, the reason the reunion scene was skipped was because the author couldn’t figure out a way to write it non-romantically and gave up after a while
honestly. i kinda agree with you nonnie.
it just. the set up to the scene is sooooo romantic. you have lloyd being absolutely devastated at the thought he's not going to see any of his loved ones ever again and that he's been dropped back into his terrible life, to the place he admitted he'd rather die than go back to,,, and then someone knocks at the door and when he opens it this is the sight that greets him:
his best friend, the person he's closest to, the one he's spent years with, the one he promised a peaceful life at his side, the one he wanted to grow old with, the one he sacrificed everything for, the one he effectively gave his life to save, the one he thought he'd never see again, standing at his door, having crossed literal dimensional barriers to get to him, a soft and teary smile on his face as he tells him "i missed you"
like. c'mon.
i'm all for platonic interpretations, i'm aroace, i love me a good best friendship as much as the next guy, but,,,, isn't this,,, like,,, really fucking romantic??? extremely so??? am i??? reading too much into it?? because it feels really, really romantic to me.
and like you say. where do you go from there. what response could lloyd give that doesn't involve throwing himself at javier and clinging to him with all of his strength. what conversation could these two have that doesn't involve them seeing how truly devoted they are to each other. what resolution does their arc together have that isn't them spending the rest of their lives together, at each other's side, like they so dearly wanted to.
but. alas. that wasn't the story bk moon wanted to tell. and that's very much his right. i just think that if he didn't want me to assume there's no in-character and narratively satisfying version of that conversation that doesn't end with them kissing he should've at least tried to give us something. and not completely skipped it lol
but that's just my opinion too :]
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I have been thinking fucking incessantly about this one Todd May quote ever since that scene meeting Mystra:
"Why, for the Immortals, are all undertakings in vain? Given an infinite amount of time for existence, everything will happen of its
own accord. There is nothing an immortal being cannot eventually do; and, in fact, nothing he or she will not eventually do."
This is from his book "Death", from the chapter "Death and immortality", about... well, immortality, and the morals of it, as contrasted with its mortal conceptions.
Essentially, in the most straightforward way I can phrase it, May describes how for mortals, life is fraught with urgency. We are always at least tangentially aware of our existence being temporary: which is in part what makes our actions meaningful. We are aware that there is a finite amount of things that we are able to accomplish in our lifetimes, and we are at least kind of aware of our existence being singular in time (even considering religious beliefs of things like reincarnation or an eternal afterlife, the here and now when I am both this and present is still unique), so the end, or the idea of it, in its way, generates the meaning of the limited number of events within this particular chunk of time.
An immortal, like a goddess, would likely be more of a disinterested spectator of life than an active participant in it. Without the urgency of a time limit to drive them forward, and the precariousness of living to make the future uncertain, a goddess has no real interest in things that happen in the world of mortals. With good turning to bad, and bad turning to good over the centuries, it's easy enough to kind of stop caring about what is currently going on, because, well, it'll eventually be different, and then the same again.
Of fucking course she doesn't care for Gale the way he cares for her: it's impossible for her, which is what he, with his limited, human perspective, is (imo) initially incapable of understanding. In his very short, limited life, there is room for one, maybe two such great loves, but in hers? There is an endless, constant stream of near-faceless people, flowing through and not making a permanent mark, because permanence for an immortal is a word largely devoid of meaning. Bad or good, the guilt/pleasure will always fade, the people will all die and get replaced by a brand new crop of similarly expendable people, and the goddess will still have an infinity of time to go.
Even considering that she was once Mystryl, and that technically this incarnation of her was once mortal, and keeping her brush with a kind of death in mind, the future for Mystra, as she can conceive of it, is an empty, vast expanse of nothing but the certainty that she will live, and she will be present in some way. Even if slain (if I recall correctly how this works in DnD), her essence just kinda returns to the cosmic soup, and eventually, she'll... reform, or be resurrected, or changed as she has been already, or she'll remain as an immaterial fragment, or something. Point is, she is unending, and he is no more than a blip on her radar.
That's why she's so callous about asking him to die, and in turn essentially dooming Faerun: she doesn't care. She can't care. He was going to die anyway in what feels to her like the blink of an eye (whether it's 5 days, 50 years, or 500, it's not important), and what does she care if the Grand Design comes to fruition? Whether there are people or mind flayers inhabiting the world, it's of no real concern to her. Eventually, either people will strike back, or go extinct, or the mind flayers will cease to exist and something different will come from it, all without truly affecting her. In a year, a hundred years, or a million years, she will be here, and there will be another bright mageling to amuse her.
Fun as it is to joke about it, I don't think that the toxicity of their relationship is her fault, strictly speaking. It's not the ocean's fault when a tsunami destroys a village and kills hundreds. It's not the storm's fault when lightning strikes and kills a tree. Her very nature is this nebulous, capricious existence, only truly occupied with having the power to indulge her whimsies, and filling an infinite amount of time with things to do- unconcerned about how that affects others, because their whole lives barely affect her for a short segment of her eternal soup of undefined presence.
It can be argued that any relationship that may exist between mortal and immortal is necessarily tragic, toxic, desperately unequal, and grossly unhealthy for the mortal. By its very nature, such a relationship pushes the needs and feelings of the mortal party into essential inconsequence to their partner. There can be no regret to feel when the mortal is hurt or gone, because there have been others like them, and there will be others to come still, and everything will happen, or has happened, and will happen again.
Gale was always doomed to be her devoted plaything, only to be discarded once he stops being fun. That could have been once his appearance stopped pleasing her, or once his wit stopped entertaining her, or for any reason whatsoever, and him recognizing that this relationship was never anything more than entertainment to her, while it was devastating and singularly defining to him, is such an important thing for his future happiness.
(This is mainly why his throwaway "Let me make myself indispensable" line is so important to me, tbh. He yearns to matter, and that is only possible if he either finds contentment entirely within the mortal realm, or becomes a god himself, which in turn just dooms him to essentially become Mystra and continue this vicious cycle.)
(Fucking tragic-ass low-wis wizard man, making me fkin... re-read my philosophy books. Honestly the gall, Larian.)
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