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the-messenger-hawk · 7 months
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favorite tog edit so far
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mikey180 · 1 year
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Where are my Lero-ro, Yu Hansung, and Evankhell stans at? Do I just always pick the most unpopular characters? What's happening?
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beatcroc · 1 year
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cheer-soli-art · 2 months
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The meeting of a wishing star and their destined young prince…
It was best to not build expectations ^^||
Happy Valentine’s Day 💕
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deiaiko · 1 year
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Happy B-day @cheerful-solitude! <333
This art is also accompanied by @jusalilweird 's fic:
I hope you like our present 👀
(Putting the full version under the cut because I'm already dying 😳😳😳)
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tower-of-gay · 2 years
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yes bam has changed but also he hasn’t like. the reason he was so soft in s2 was because he didn’t have a goal but like s1 bam who was willing to chase rachel up the tower was fully prepared to kill anything that stood in his way or die trying. he was just too weak to actually hurt anything. he hasn’t really compromised his morals much, from the get go he knew that he would do anything for those important to him and now s3 he’s having to make hard choices that prove over and over those morals, the only real change is his confidence in his choices
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havendance · 14 days
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@androxys this is all your fault. I had a Cass fic I was going to work on tonight but then you had to infect me with your brainworms grump grump grump (affectionate).
Anyway, I'd like to write more for this later, but for now:
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Barbara doesn't like this. If there was any other way she could get out of this, she would. But Black Mask has got her tower surrounded and her agent down there at the mercy of his mob. It's Barbara's fault he's in that mess. She's not just going to sit here while the mob attacks. She will defend herself.
She steadies the rifle in her grip, aims carefully. Dad... oh, Dad, forgive me... He'll understand, she hopes. That this decision is already rotting in her stomach. That she didn't have a choice.
Black Mask is counting down.
This is it. Now or never. Her finger rests on the trigger. Barbara fires.
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Protect the Tower. Don't be seen. Those were Batman's orders.  Helena knows she can't do both. She'd honestly like to see Batman try under these circumstances. Still, she waits as long as she can.
"Five, four, three..." Black Mask counts down.
She has a couple batarangs, a smoke bomb, and not much else. Maybe if she starts at the edges-- If she uses the smoke bomb first as a distraction-- Helena hesitates for just a second too long.
"One," Black Mask says.
Suddenly there's a crack. A spurt of red. Black Mask crumples to the ground. He's dead. For a moment, everything is still. Everyone is staring. Helena's first thought is that it must have been one of the Blue Boys except they look just as shocked as anyone else. The shock only holds for a moment and then everyone's moving again.
Black Masks mob is falling apart rapidly. Half of it's charging forward and the other half's trying to run away. The Blue Boys are going for cover while trying to keep between Mask's men and the tower. People are looking around. No one knows where the bullet came from. Helena doesn't either, but bullets are rare in No Man's Land and this is her chance. She throws down the smoke bomb and slips into the fray.
Maybe she can get out of this without being seen after all.
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Jim's in yet another argument with Sarah when Montoya runs in and shuts them both up.
"Commissioner," she says, "your daughter!" And Jim's blood runs cold.
He hates this, he thinks as he runs after Montoya down the streets. He hates that everyone abandoned them. He hates that they're alone. He hates that they all have to turn into their worst selves to survive. He hates it all and he hates that Sarah seems to think he isn't doing everything he can.
"There was an attack," Montoya is saying. "Someone shot Black Mask."
The fight's over by the time they get there, reinforcements at their back. Black Mask's men are scattered. His body is lying in the middle of the street. Lowell and another man are leaning against the side of the building. Both of them look injured. The other two men are nowhere to be seen.
"Commissioner!" Lowell says as he runs past. Jim ignores her.
He goes up the stairs two at a time, Montoya behind him.
"We're coming in!" he shouts. No answer.
They break down the door.
Barbara is sitting in her chair at the table next to her window. There is a rifle in her hands.
Jim runs over to her.
"I'm okay, Dad," she says. "He didn't get me."
He pulls the rifle from her hands. She lets him take it. It's unloaded he notices, still warm to the touch. The bullets are on the table.
"Babs... what happened?" He asks. He already knows the answer.
"I'm sorry," she says.
The rifle goes on the table. Jim holds her tight. "You're alright," he says. "Thank God you're alright."
"--might have seen the Bat," Lowell is saying when he comes back down.
"We got no idea who shot Black Mask," Harvey tells him.
"Don't worry about it," Jim says.
"Hey, I don't want to be the next person shot full of--"
"Harv, shut up." Montoya says.
Harvey shuts up.
"Let's get this place cleaned up," Jim says and doesn't wait for any questions.
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digitalcactusblog · 9 days
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song ask meme!!! tagged by @hybridcitrus, thank you for the tag!!!!! >:3c i do so love inflicting my music taste on others :3c
Shuffle your on repeat playlist and list the first 10 songs, and then tag 10 people
God's Plan - Mother Mother y'all, the new mother mother album FUCKS HARD. i missed their old sound so much and it's back with this album!!!
The Glow (feat. Kimbra) - Big Data great song to blast in the car while you're driving to feel cool and also if you love heavy bass which i do :3
Kill All Your Friends - My Chemical Romance i actually only discovered this song like, recently??? by recently i mean like in the last two years, but considering i first listened to the Black Parade album like........ 10-12 years ago??? cannot believe. anyways this song gives me oc brainworms (shaoyuan my beloathed) for some fucking reason.
Astral Travel - Kikuo & Hatsune Miku i've been listening to Kikuo's stuff for a while but somehow i didn't notice that they dropped a new album?? honestly that's how it goes most of the time for me, it's always a fun surprise
Whisper - The Dear Hunter i'm kinda surprised it took 4 other songs before i hit a TDH one tbh but yeah this one!!! the migrant album was the album that got me into TDH, actually, and it's in my top 3 albums i think??? this song is especially fun to scream-sing loudly when you're feeling emotions. what emotions, you may ask? who knows! just as long as there's lots of it! just look at the lyrics cmon. also not to sing casey crescenzo's praises to the sun and back but, this man's voice. when you hit the chorus, man oh man. i love it.
The Carousel - Best Frenz & Joywave JOYWAVE joywave my beloved!!!!!!!!!! joywave's another band that i completely failed to follow along with and then suddenly i re-found some of their music, went "this is so good please tell me there's more" and then found all their albums??? and then there were NEW ALBUMS??? this is one of the tracks from one of them. this ALSO gives me tremendous oc brainworms (shaoyuan my beloathed again)
The Moments in Between - The Reign of Kindo if you like TDH, you'll probably also like the Reign of Kindo, because that's how i found them lmao. completely unrelated, if i have enough brainworms about an oc, i inevitably end up associating them with a band/multiple bands, and this band i strongly associated with tora. not even sure why!!
Burning Pile - Mother Mother wow, what a blast from the past. i used to listen to this as a sad depressed teenager!! and now i am a sad depressed adult, and i have different music i listen to, but this one still hits the same. damn. i'm such a sucker for a song that sounds happy and then you listen to the words and you're like fuck.
Ring 1 - Tower - The Dear Hunter ANTIMAI MY BELOVED. i cannot, for the life of me, decide which my absolute favourite song from the album is, because i love them all. but this one is definitely one of the top top faves. when the music slows down around the 2 minute mark?????? and the narrator in the song gets all smugly menacing?????????? and the instrumentals get all chill????????????? i simply die
Sword of Drossel - OSTER Project i think i found this track when i was in my late teens?? and then i forgot about it for a while, and then relatively recently (in the last 2 years) i had a sudden vocaloid nostalgia kick, and then i actually found this one on my streaming service and i was like oh shit???
man this was really fun!!!!! thank you again for the tag :D
i shall tag... @fangirling-phoenix @exilley @saiyanblood2 @bumble-b-goode @aboxthecolourofheartache @strawberry-hyacinth @mintchocolateleaves @artemisrockatansky @simplyaskeleton @skadren and anyone else who wants to do it!!!
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windvexer · 2 years
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‘even though meditation, visualization, and energy work aren’t required to be a witch, don’t give someone the skills of a witch, and don’t make someone into a witch, I really think people try to identify these and other skills as “foundational” because they really are just trying to build a platform on which to develop their practice, and they don’t know what else to start doing.’
So…any suggestions on what else to do? Because I hate all of these things with a passion but Chicken, how do I Do the Thing without these?
The insidious brainworm hidden inside the concept of “foundational” skills is that witchcraft is like an RPG, where you must invest points in bottom-tier skills like meditation, energy work, and visualization – and only after you have spent enough points on these skills will the higher-tier skills unlock so you can finally do what it is you want to be doing.
This is not how it works. At all.
For one thing, not all magic is based on mental focus + intent + manually raising/directing energies. Why someone would need to learn to do energy work in order to leave an offering for the spirits is beyond me, and if God really made the RPG skill tree where “visualization” somehow naturally leads to “reading psalms and tying knots,” we’d fire Him and re-design it ourselves.
If witchcraft is an RPG, then it’s a lot like Advanced Dungeons and Dragons. You only gain experience when you actually work towards real goals and perform relevant tasks. In AD&D, you don’t gain experience by staying locked in your wizard tower casting Magic Missile over and over again at a training dummy. The DM is only going to grant you experience points when you leave the tower and cast Magic Missile at the goblin king you’re supposed to be defeating.
In the same vein, if you continuously practice things which you don’t care about and that have no real end goal, you’re not Doing the Thing. You’re not going to level up because the DM is waiting for you to stop doing pointless stuff and finally get on the adventure she planned.
Doing the Thing is literally doing what the hell ever it is you want to be doing with witchcraft. You have to go on the adventure. And this is AD&D, by the way – the way you play your character class matters. Wizards don’t get extra experience points by trying to perform the duties of Clerics. They only get that levelup juice when they play like wizards. You get regular XP for slaying the goblin with a sword, but bonus XP for doing something fucking awesome with Lightning Bolt combined with that precarious boulder up on yonder cliff.
Look around for plot hooks. What’s going on in your world right now? Neighbors keep waking you up in the middle of the night? Hello, side quest. What do you know about the world? Well, you’re a level one wizard, so maybe you don’t know much just yet. But you do know you could try a knot spell, or talk to the tree spirit in the front yard (it’s fine if you can’t hear it back – we’re still at level 1, after all). If you’re especially stuck, use a few action points on research to discover a spell. So go get started – and don’t forget to sleep to restore your mana.
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werepires · 5 months
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9 Peeps you'd like to get to know better
i was tagged by @blanketforcas <3
Three Ships: destiel, zutara, Doctor/River (having tenriver brainworms rn)
First Ever Ship: zutara I think
Last Song: The Singing Towers - Murray Gold
Last Film: went to see The Miracle Club with my mum recently
Currently Reading: A God in Ruins - Kate Atkinson
Currently Watching: Doctor Who, Strictly Come Dancing, Survivor UK
Currently Consuming: well I had dinner not too long ago so nothing atm
Currently Craving: affection? a hug? the mortifying ordeal of being known but loved in spite of it? though a good night's sleep would also be nice. or a chocolate orange.
tagging @deancrowleycas @naughtystiel @chrispineofficial @angelsdean @purgatory-jar @castielsprostate @xofemeraldstars @sheepstiel @orionsangel86 and anyone who wants to
and as always, no pressure 💖
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greenerteacups · 1 year
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Fic Masterpost
Oh, boy. Okay. Here we go.
I have written literally hundreds of thousands of words of fic, and this is where you can find it! Consider this a kind of annotated bibliography.
Harry Potter
Lionheart
Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy/Hermione Granger | 300,000 words and counting
How Draco Malfoy met a girl on a train, ruined his life, started a war, and ended one.
Notes: Oh, honey. This is my baby. The longest fic I've ever written, the currently running one, and the one I'm most fond of. A Gryffindor!Draco AU that retraces all 7 books. Slowburn Dramione (SLOW, slow burn, a simmer, currently more like a suntanning) with Golden Quartet vibes. I pre-write all the books and then release them in weekly updates, kinda like a serial publication, so you always know when your next hit is coming!
Volume I, "Green and Golden," composed of Years 1-3, finished early in 2023. It's currently releasing Volume II, "Son and Heir," which just finished the first act of Year 4.
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The Climb
Harry Potter, Severus Snape & Harry Potter | 22,000 words
"...in the event that I, Lily Evans Potter, and my husband, James Potter, become deceased," read Albus, "I do hereby name Severus Snape as sole legal custodian of my son, Harry James Potter, until such a time as he comes of age." He folded his glasses on the table. "Fuck," said Severus, with feeling.
Notes: An unexpected brainworm that I had while compiling a Severus playlist for Lionheart, which rapidly spiraled out of control. It's a "Severus raises Harry" fic, which I never had a taste for until I started writing this — I realized there was so much more juice in the narrative idea than I'd realized. I like how I use voice and style here; I think I made a real leap in technique between SWHTWW and this one.
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Other
the scenes which hold the waking world
Six of Crows, Kaz Brekker/Inej Ghafa, Matthias Helvar/Nina Zenik, Jesper Fahey/Wylan van Eck | 70,000 words
Thirty million dollars for a secret. That's the payout for Kaz Brekker, the most dangerous, ruthless, and talented extractor in the dream industry — if he can manage it. But to have a chance, he needs the best. That means finding a team willing to attempt the impossible: a knife-wielding cat burglar, a college dropout with perfect aim, a sullen ex-Navy SEAL, a drop-dead gorgeous former Soviet spy, and the estranged son of their rich employer. If they can avoid killing each other, they'll go down in history. If they can't, none of them may wake up again.
Notes: This was my first novel-length fic, and I'll always have a soft spot for it. It's an Inception AU with the vibes of Leverage meets Ocean's 11, with a side of psychological trouble and codependency. Read if you like spy movies, heist stories, or dangerous criminals whose Achilles heel is being unable to stop talking shit to each other.
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someday we'll linger in the sun
Black Panther: Wakanda Forever, Namor of Talokan/Shuri | 40,000 words
As the legends have it, after she earned the blessings of Bast, the Princess Shuri took a god for a lover. The legends say less about what happened in between.
Notes: Another drabble that spiraled wildly out of control. (You may notice a theme.) I watched Black Panther over Christmas break and thought, "Wow, that's an incredible storyline that didn't actually happen, wish someone would write it." Technically unfinished, but I think the existing chapters serve as a complete story. Unfortunately, no plans to come back to this one; I might mark it as finished at some point, because it feels settled to me.
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it's a western, henry
Dimension20: Fantasy High, Riz Gukgak/Fabian Aramais Seacaster | 10,000 words
Nobody fantasizes about kissing goblins in the moonlight, or taking them out on ice cream dates after class. Especially not beautiful half-elves on the bloodrush team, who could have anybody they wanted (and probably do). It's the beginning of a bad joke. A goblin and a half-elf walk into a tower... And the goblin ends up slain on the floor while the half-elf walks out with the princess.
Notes: My first fic, which started as a writing exercise. A character study in fantasy race relations and a love story between a nerd and a jock in which the jock is the anxious one. Working title for a while was "it's not easy being green," before I found the fancy Siken line. I still think there's some good humor in here, and I like rereading it from time to time.
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the-messenger-hawk · 5 months
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more royal silliness + featuring Bam
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mikey180 · 11 months
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Family head!reader imagine, you're a grandma (who doesn't act like one) in this
Before the war Baam was training in the middle area of the tower, and he's obviously tired and he looks worn-out. Imagine you, looking at this young man who looks oddly familiar and hobo-like and deciding to give him some of the fruits that was exclusively grown in your floating castle. Your descendant happened to be Baam's friend who visited him in the middle of the tower and he got slightly shocked when he saw the fruits in Baam's arms. He asked Baam about who gave it to him, and Baam said that you didn't tell him your name but he described your appearance in detail. Your descendant looks s h o o k t h.
"BOY YOU JUST MET A FAMILY HEAD"
Yes, as a family head you're known as the one who likes to randomly disappear to roam around but appear out of nowhere when you're needed.
I like the idea of randomly popping up when needed...you're like the tower's fairy god parent.
Baam might be too spaced out or tired to actually think about what happened. I don't think, at the time of his training, he'd fully understood how strong a family head is so he'd just be like..."they've got a lot of children?".... He wouldn't know why your descendent is so ✨ s h o o k t h ✨. Once it gets explained to him though...he still won't have an over the top reaction, but he'll be surprised. I feel like your descendent would just be standing around explaining this to him, like a disappointed parent.
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justaduckarts · 1 year
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Stolen Away
Even more lore for star holder?! Man I just cannot get these brainworms out- 
Anyway uuuuuuuuh not really spoilers. We all know about what happened, I just thought you might enjoy seeing some of how it happened. :) 
Haha Dad Moon :) 
I know I said I’d drop the next actual chapter today but I actually decided to wait until xmas day I’m sorry-
TW: Injuries (not descriptive)
Soft rapping at the door tore Moon's attention from his papers. He rose, immediately moving to the door. Without hesitation, he threw it open. Sun stood in the downpour, dripping and looking worse for wear. His cloak was singed at the edges. The two stared at each other a moment. Moon released a slow breath.
"The star?"
"I have it," Sun nodded. 
“Thank heavens,” Moon sighed, rubbing at his wounded arm, “come in.” Moon stepped aside, permitting Sun entry to the tower. Sun entered, one arm tucked into his cloak. 
“How are you fairing?” Sun looked at Moon, worried. The lunar god’s arm rested in a sling. Both of them were exhausted.
“He got me pretty good,” Moon admitted, “but I’ll live. Is the star damaged? What happened after the sun rose?”
“The star wasn’t damaged,” Sun shook his head, “...but I... dropped it.” 
“You what?” Moon’s mouth fell open a moment. “You... but you said you had it. You do have it. Right?” The whole room shook with the force of Moon’s anxieties. The storm outside raged, thunder booming. 
A soft whimper emitted from beneath Sun’s cloak. The glow of Sun’s rays dimmed. 
“Moon, I know you’re upset, but please... try to remain calm. They’re quite frightened,” Sun said quietly. Moon stood taller. 
“They? What have you done with my star, Sun?” Moon’s agitation only mounted. Sun sighed. He pushed aside his heavy cloak to reveal you. A tiny child, clinging tightly to Sun’s blouse and looking up at Moon with wide eyes. Moon’s rage fizzled out nearly instantly. 
“...No.” Moon put a hand over his mouth, “no, no... Sun. No. Tell me this is a joke.” Moon looked at Sun. Sun cast his gaze downward, ashamed. 
“It was when Eclipse struck me,” Sun explained, “I fell. The star fell from my grasp. This little one was just... unlucky.” Sun brushed hand over your head, ruffling your messy hair. You looked between the two gods, clueless. Everything was still sort of spinning. 
You felt utterly exhausted after... after what? You were falling? No, something fell on you? What had happened? You were playing. That much you were sure of. Where were you now? Where was your mother?
“How old are they?” Moon looked at Sun. 
“Nine.” 
“And a half,” you chirped, “nine and a half!” Moon looked down at you. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. 
“I see,” he sighed, “perhaps this is for the best, actually. Eclipse believes that we’re going to bestow the star upon an adult. He won’t be looking for a child.” 
“For now,” Sun nodded, “but eventually he’ll catch on. We cannot hide this forever.” 
“Right,” Moon turned and shuffled further into the tower, towards the dining room. “Come.” Sun followed after Moon. 
Furniture shifted about on its own in the dining room. A wooden high chair slid across the floor and up to the small dining table. Sun carefully set you into it. 
“What do you propose we do?” Sun looked at Moon anxiously. “We can’t return this child home. Eclipse might find them.” 
“I’m aware,” Moon shook his head, “we’re not returning them. You will have to break the news to their parents.” Moon sorted through the cabinets a moment before moving into the kitchen.
“So... what? We keep them? Moon, I’m not prepared to be a father, not with Eclipse on my heels at every turn.” Sun followed after Moon. Moon stood at the stove, already stirring at a pot over a flame. The lunar god looked over at Sun.
“I’m aware,” Moon nodded, “your job is too demanding, anyway. You’d scarcely have the time.” Moon turned back to his stirring. 
“...Moon, you can’t be planning to adopt them.” Sun looked at Moon, “right after losing Emily?” 
“This isn’t about Emily,” Moon hissed. “And I certainly can adopt them.” He fetched a small mug and began filling it with warm milk. 
“No, no you can’t.” Sun crossed his arms, “you’re not thinking this through. Things are different now. Pluto isn’t here. Eclipse is your enemy as much as he is mine. We are both terribly busy picking up the slack. You don’t have the time for a child.” 
“I’ll make time,” Moon insisted, “you’ve no idea how serious this is, Sun. Your mistake has just cost that child everything. They cannot go home, not ever. We will have to watch them for the rest of their life... And that may be much, much longer than the average human’s.” 
“Moon.” Sun stood taller, “this one won’t replace Emily.” Moon flinched. 
“...They don’t have to replace her- 
“Your grief is clouding your judgement,” Sun set a hand on Moon’s shoulder, “look at us. We are not fit to be parents. Not right now. Not with Eclipse out there.” 
“I know,” Moon sighed, leaning into Sun. “But what else can we do? There’s a child in the other room that needs us, Sun.” Sun patted Moon’s back. 
“...Can the star be removed?” Sun looked at Moon. 
“Not without taking the child’s life,” Moon shook his head, “...that might be our best option, truthfully. The star is an incredible burden for someone so young.” 
“We are not killing a child,” Sun shook his head. 
“Then we are back to raising a child,” Moon frowned, “Sun, let me- 
“No, you’ve just lost your daughter,” Sun shook his head, “you can’t make that kind of decision in good faith right now. I know you, Moon.” Moon sighed. 
“Then what will you do?” Moon strolled out of the dining room. He set the steaming mug in front of you. 
“Whazzat?” You pulled your thumb from your mouth to point at the mug. 
“Milk and honey,” Moon said quietly, “drink. It will help you warm up.” You blinked up at him a moment before picking up the mug and taking a sip.
“Mmm!” You kicked your little feet. Moon smiled, patting your little head. Sun quirked a brow at Moon. Sighing, the lunar god gave you some space. 
“In the morning, I’ll take them to the sun temple,” Sun sighed, looking at you. You swayed merrily, drinking your warm milk. “The temple maids can look after them. Eclipse cannot enter the temple without permission. It’s the safest place for them.” 
“You intend to let the temple raise them?” Moon frowned at Sun. 
“I’ll be able to check on them often there,” Sun shrugged, “it wouldn’t be the first time a child was raised by the temple. They also raised Aurelia, and she is a very capable young woman.” Moon sighed. 
“...I trust your judgement,” he looked long at your tiny form. You’d already finished the milk, and now you were beginning to droop in your chair. Moon took the mug. Sun carefully scooped you up. 
“Perhaps we can find a positive in all of this,” Sun mused, cradling you as you grasped onto his blouse once more. 
“What about this could be positive?” Moon glared openly at the solar god. 
“Well,” Sun started down the hall to the guest room, “it gives us plenty of time to teach them how to use the star... So they’ll be ready when the time comes.” 
“We should start small,” Moon suggested, “the star will need time to grow. The child will need to be stronger. Perhaps we could start with healing... That was what we told Eclipse the star was for. If we can keep that façade up, he may even let it be. For a time.” 
“Healing,” Sun nodded, “fitting. We could give the child some form of title in the temple.” 
“Holder of the star,” Moon said quietly, “a star fell from the heavens and blessed this child with the gift of healing.” 
“The star’s holder, then,” Sun nodded, tucking you into a bed, “a sun, a moon, and now a star...” 
“I don’t like this, Sun,” Moon sighed, looking at your sleeping form, “will they really be alright in that temple?” 
“Of course,” Sun snuffed the lantern in the room, “the temple is a kind place. They’ll be well cared for there.” 
He and Moon exited the guest room. Sun pulled the door shut. Moon nodded, following Sun back to the sitting room. Moon gathered two glasses and a bottle of wine. The two sat, staring into the crackling fire. 
“...First Pluto and now Eclipse,” Moon sighed, shaking his head. “How did things go so wrong?” 
“I wish I knew,” Sun swirled the wine in his glass. He sighed softly. 
“The night’s just begun,” Moon looked up, “and already I’m exhausted.”
“That makes two of us.” 
“Did he injure you?” Moon glanced at Sun. Sun pushed aside his cloak. Where you’d been latched onto his side, his blouse was torn. A horrible scar stretched across his torso. 
“Terribly,” Sun clicked his tongue. 
“And yet you’ve healed already?” Moon leaned forward, brow furrowed. 
“It was when the star bonded to the little one,” Sun let his cloak fall back over him, “when I picked the child up, all of my wounds healed. It was quite... jarring, truthfully. Like a jolt of energy ran through me.” 
“...Hm,” Moon sipped at his wine. “There is much we don’t know about the star. We’ll have to watch the child closely.” 
“We will,” Sun’s eyelids felt terribly heavy. 
“You should rest,” Moon collected Sun’s empty glass. 
“What about you?” 
“I’ll be fine. Miland’r is still handling the temple’s affairs right now. I just have some paperwork to attend.” Moon was already spreading a blanket over Sun. “Rest.” 
“Fine, fine... Goodnight, Moon.” 
“Goodnight, Sun.” 
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the-lady-general · 8 months
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TLDR: Take a long rest before completing the gauntlet and for the love of Jergal take a damage dealer to Moonrise.
I didn't even need a long rest it's FINE but now Raphael isn't coming back to camp and I just rushed through the gauntlet and the whole Moonrise Towers ~Thing~ cause last time the game told me to Hurry Or Suffer The Consequences they bloody well meant it, and Jaheira's dead somehow but honestly I'm happy to let that be a her problem, but what's worse, I can't hand in Raphael's stupid quest so Astarion actually has a reason to be sulky this time and I don't LIKE that I encountered a scenario in which he's the reasonable one, and Karlach is sad and I cannot stand seeing her sad, Arabella is furious and I haven't seen her, like WHERE IS MY CHILD?! and Shadowheart didn't even need to be there in the end but I took her anyway because I thought she's just been through a lot and it would be cool for her to meet her new friend again but they're doing that whole thing AFTERWARDS, and HAVE YOU EVER DONE A BOSS FIGHT WITH 2 CLERICS A WARLOCK AND A DRUID? BECAUSE IT LITERALLY TOOK ALL BLOODY NIGHT. OH MY GOD. AND THEN THE BRAINWORM OF ALL PEOPLE DRAGGED ME INTO A WHOLE ~THING~ WITH 2 CLERICS A WARLOCK AND A DRUID. AGAIN. This bloody toddler mobile. Except Wyll, Wyll did everything right and he's the best. I'm redoing the Act II ending with a bloody damage dealer in my party. And then I need to find my new daughter.
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relentless-endurance · 10 months
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Hello, I love to encourage violence, please any of the following Choose Violence ask game questions you feel up to answering: 1, 3, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 12, 13, 16, 19, 20, 21, 23, 24, and 25!
'Isn't that basically all of them?' Yes! yes, it is. If there are any I didn't list that you wanted to answer, feel free to answer those too. I love drama, give me the chisme, peel it and feed it to me like squapes.
LIKE SQUAPES. fun fact: i have a squapes keychain on my lanyard. (alongside shoebill, Crow destiny 2 and (redacted) from Pandaemonium)
I will do xiv because. because.
answers them all because i have the day off, why not
the character everyone gets wrong
thats tough bc every character has those ppl that get them utterly wrong; I have particular beef though with the "emet was right and hydaelyn was evil" crowd because it just. it glosses over everything Emet did and acts like what Hydaelyn had to do was the worstest ever amen how dare she, when its like. Both of these characters did what they thought was necessary, but there is a gulf of difference between "I would let billions die to bring my world back" and "I sundered the star to avert a far worse disaster"
because i think people fail to realize. they were just going to keep sacrificing to Zodiark lol. (ALSO THERES ENDWALKER SPOILER STUFF as to why I will die on the hill defending my crystal mom)
3. screenshot or description of the worst take you've seen on tumblr
see last ask! that was a dm a person sent me lmao. at least??? they warned me???
6. which ship fans are the most annoying?
this is going to be hilarious coming from me but i'm not much a fan of most zenoswol or emetwol shippers (in spite of enjoying the former) because the discourse surrounding it all is fucking. INSANE. and there are just ways they mischaracterize both characters that drive me fucking BONKERS. So I stay in my brainworm corner with select people and I keep emet selch as a bitter ex because its honestly a lot funnier
7. what character did you begin to hate not because of canon but because how how the fandom acts about them?
Amon/Fandaniel. Specifically the clown wearing Asahi's skinsuit and the guy from crystal tower. there is just. a vibe. about it. that i do not fucking like how the fans engage with it. i can't explain it concretely it just fucking bothers me.
8. common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about
sorrows of werlyt is not gaius' redemption it is him suffering consequences of his actions. if its anything close to redemption atonement is probably a better word for it and also the wol still fuckin hates his guts you can see the faces in the cutscenes. he calls u a fried when at best ur coworkers for that.
also i'm a stormblood enjoyer till i fuckin die. this is not a discussion i had fun thats it that the message
9. worst part of canon
the fact that ARR didn't lean more into the fact that you were the WoL from 1.0, ARR's writing in general.
also in general there is more bits in the msq where i wish we could uh. bite back a little harder instead of just being a silent protagonist.
10. worst part of fanon
oh god. theres a lot. probably the uwu soft imperialism that people get up to with certain ships (esp bc certain characters canonically and categorically do NOT give a fuck about politics at all)
12. the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them
Aside from the obvious female characters I will defend until i fucking die (Lyse, Minfilia, ETC.).... Maxima! I just think he's neat. like was actually being genuine as a Populares, and saw that shit was fucked and noped out. also here, have this screen shot where my crimes gave him thot boots:
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13. worst blorboficiation
answered in last ask! theres 1 ur about to meet and 1 thats pandemonium relevant but yeah. bluuuuuhhhhh your milage may very
16. you can't understand why so many people like this thing (characterization, trope, headcanon, etc)
Huh. I'm actually not super sure here besides things I've already bitched about. WAIT.
I fucking HATE when ppl have their wol who did not let go of heavensward trauma. like in that their wol didn't develop past it. especially if they're dark knights because. WHAT WAS THE POINT?
everyone handles grief differently ofc and its not a linear thing ever, but its so ?????????? to me that its like "my wol hasn't changed or let go or processed this at all".
what is the point if your character is never going to change or be affected? especially getting to shadowbringers??? thats all about grief and having a primo example of what NOT PROCESSING YOUR GRIEF does to you and can push you to?
like i'm not saying they shouldn't be affected at all, considering how much Haurchefant haunts you in the MSQ but like come on now. you've gotta move in some kind of direction.
(also smaller and pettier pet peeve: super 2edgy4me Azems. it feels so against what Azem was man, idk.)
19. you're mad/ashamed/horrified you actually kind of like...
my taste is flawless and impeccable and perfect. zenoswol may be the closest thing to an answer but like nah, its fucking funny.
20. part of canon you found tedious or boring
most of early ARR before waking sands
there is a bit after the first endwalker trial that i've sort of speedran on my subsequent runs, its not BAD, but it is a little jarring tonally the first time. i mildly appreciate it in hindsight because AFTER that endwalker cuts the brakes and is a semi rolling the down the hill at top speed emotionally, but it still like. please let me move on.
21. part of canon you think is overhyped
alexander raids. mid as fuck honestly.
22. your favorite part of canon that everyone else ignores
oagh unfortunately i am a girlie who enjoys all the popular things in canon. The best answer is probably the Four Lords trial series. Its one of my favorites but people don't seem to talk about it much
23. ship you've unwillingly come around to
I actually don't have a ship that fits this. I only like like 2 of the canon/canon ships and i've always been a fan of most of the wolships that float around
24. topic that brings up the most rancid discourse
Emet Selch. I love grandpa war crimes, he's one of my favorite characters and favorite villains ever, i have literal merch of him, but holy shit he is the reason for so much twitter discourse. which is kind of funny and on brand but also jesus christ can people please just relax and learn to mute/block people and tags aaaa
25. common fandom complaint that you're sick of hearing
i don't know if this common or i just saw it a lot given my twitter algorithm but people have so. much. beef. with people who Persephone Azems. for some reason.
the reason is apparently they're most insufferable kind of straight girl shipper/emet selch fan but like aside from an occasional encounter on a wolqotd post, the two people i know/know of who actually have an Azem named Persephone are.
an mlm whose noriety comes from... being one of the biggest G'rahawol content creators/shippers
one of my lesbian friends who chose it for not shipping related reasons
and most of the time their highest crime is. an Azem named Persephone. that ships Azemet. like any genuine complaints there might be are like. not unique to this VERY NICHE SUBSET OF FANS but apparently they're sooooo common and soooo annoying.
like maybe just block and move on bc some of the complaining i see borders on being genuinely misogynistic like. its fandom pixels. RELAX.
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