#Mages are batshit to fight

[ant1quarian]

Undertale Worldbuilding

I don’t take complete credit for all of this, considering it’s my own headcanons and also ideas I’ve picked up from Fics I’ve read that I really like.

Contains:

General Monster Headcanons

My headcanons about LOVE

And my headcanons about MAGES.

LOVE and MAGES have violent topics, so be aware of that.

Putting anything on the South Wall is considered to be weird and also bad. No one knows why it’s bad. It just is.

All monsters make a variety of noises, but no two people’s growls/snarls are ever the exact same.

They have a specific language they speak in called “Font”. It’s basically them speaking through their SOUL, meaning it can create a massive variety of noises that is fully unique to them

Magic is aligned to a certain kind of element, which dictates what their Font sounds like.

For example, Dust Sans has a Blizzard Alignment, which allows him the ability to make things extremely cold and sometimes he can even start blizzards himself. His attacks often shed off a sort of snow-like substance that persists for as long as a week. 

His Font would sound something like wind howling, maybe the crackle of quiet thunder in the distance, and the sound of trees breaking under the weight of heavy snow.

When he gets angry, there’s more cracking and shattering noises mixed in.

Big Boss Monster SOULs have all of the alignments mixed into one. It’s what makes them so powerful.

Monsters are attracted to one’s scent among all of the personality stuff. 

The stronger and more comforting one’s scent is to them, the closer they are. This cannot be a one-sided closeness.

Not many monsters can purr, but those who can are: Ghosts, Cats, and Skeletons.

Ghosts and Skeletons are only capable of purring because when Monsters are especially content or happy, their SOUL gives off little pulses that attempt to communicate it.

This results in their SOUL’s shaking slightly and that usually creates a little buzzing noise in most monsters. It sounds more akin to a purr in Skeletons and Ghosts because there’s a lot less insulation.

LOVE and EXP

LOVE, for Monsters, stays the same number as the amount of LOVE you managed to gain.

LOVE, for Humans, is a bit of a variable. It’s easier to see how much LOVE they can have by the amount of EXP they have. However, no matter how much you’re not intending to hurt anyone, your LOVE will never be able to be 1 again. Instead, at the very least, you’ll sit at LV 2.

LOVE, for Mages, is a very different thing. For mages, that shit just doesn’t work the same. A mage can appear to have an LV of 1 and can still have EXP in the millions. When Judging a mage, you have to check their EXP.

And if it appears glitched or distorted?

You fucking run.

Mages

Mages are actually on a very similar power level to Monsters when it comes to magic-use. They’re not all-powerful “you-couldn’t-kill-me-if-you-tried” beings

They’re humans, capable of using the powerful magic from within their SOULs.

No, what makes them so feared is the fact that when you enter a FIGHT– the only easy way a Monster can kill a human or mage–... is that they can just…

Change the playing field.

When you enter a FIGHT with a mage, you are entering their most powerful domain. They are capable of dropping them and the monster abruptly into a desert. Into a forest. Up onto a cliff. It’s like illusion magic, but it feels much more real, so the mage can’t just toss ‘em off a cliff, but they can use the landscapes to their advantage.

And also the fact that mages just don’t give up. They can be on their knees, almost dead, and they’ll still be going.

That’s because of the determination in their SOULs. It pushes them onwards no matter how broken and battered they may be.

On a much lighter note, they also have specific alignments their SOUL Traits adhere to.

Mage EXP gets glitched and distorted when they’ve passed LV 20. They don’t have to be LV 20 at the time for their EXP to look all glitched/distorted, so it’s the only real way to tell just how violent that mage is/has been.

#undertale fandom #undertale #Worldbuilding #Sans #Headcanons #my headcanons #Mages are batshit to fight #Just poof #You're in the tundra #Oh you're cold? #Too bad. #The Mage is fine

[sangfielle]

Thinking about my Hawkes and getting sick.

#Urgh. Cassie.... #He has been schizophrenic and incapable of taking things seriously for. A long time. #But post-Leandra that becomes a lot worse. #And he devotes himself to blood magic and becomes very fully convinced that he can't die. #The Arishok fight is very boring mechanically. #But I have this image of. You know. This guy who has just had his whole world turned inside out. And is taking it really interestingly. #Fully on the verge of death #and finally taking the Arishok down with his own blood. #And going Oh. Okay. I get it! #This is funny! This is great! #I know how it all works now! I'm immortal! #← Sorry for making my blood mage batshit. I am also batshit so I get to do this. #personal

[thechekhov]

Dungeon Meshi Quick Reacts: CH38

Rip to these promising mages. I assume they will not survive this massacre.

IS that where her lungs and kidneys are? Because like. She's huge. Her entire body is behind her. Do you really think she'd keep her vital organs in the little human bulb on the front?

I mean, he has a point. What are you going to do? Fight off more hoardes of dragons?

oh noooo, Kabru.... too bad. That's so unfortunate.... anyway.

It's curious that Laios only got knocked away. He was just as likely to have had his head squished like a grape.

Guys, this is absolutely not the time to be concerned for her privacy.

Yes, queen. Free the tiddy. Murder everyone in this dungeon. I support women's rights and women's wrongs.

.......that's. One way to do that. I guess.

.......what's that rock about.

Oh, I see. That's convenient.

This guy dungeons! Maybe he even dragons.

So we got north (tallmen? dwarves?) and then the easterners.... and now the elves of the west?

He's going to give her to the Americans?! ಠ_ಠ

To be fair, at least they HAD a plan. And they executed it. It's more than you did. I don't mean to point fingers but... at least they... ya know... did something.

Kabru's like 'no, no, hang on, I need to hear what batshit fucked up thing this dude is going to say next, this is important'

Laios is so stressed he broke character.

Then again, maybe it's healthy to let them slug it out a bit. Get it out of their system.

It's true. They wore fitbits and everything.

...hey, hold on a second.

Now hold on a minute.

Damn, this is. Kind of even worse because. I guess I could have guessed that Toshi was just pretending to be polite, like you do. Cultural differences.

But the painful thing is, Laios doesn't seem surprised. He just seems resigned. He's been told before that he's difficult to get along with. To the extent that he doesn't even consider Marcille and Chillchuck his friends? Even though they arguably both care about him? But because Toshiro didn't bother to be deadpan about him being a bit odd at times, Laios thought it meant that was fine.

And that kinda hurts. Like damn. Laios just wanted to make a true connection. And I can't really blame Toshiro either, he was just trying to keep the peace but. Damn.

Free her! Let her do her illegal magics! She deserves it! （︶^︶）

Thoughts:

Senshi just being annoyed about that one last harpy looking for scraps.... like "shoo, this ain't the time"

That gnome seems genuinely nice. I'm sorry Falin squished his pet undyne.

Kabru hugging his..... mage? Girlfriend???? Seems very...one sided. Kinda feel bad for her.

Laios and Toshiro still going at it, I see. Get it allout, boys.

Uhhhhhhhhhh ninja girls.

Aww, doggo.

Last question: Where did the cat go?

Senshi: I can fix that.

Are you all worried because he's finally making sense?!?!

Laios and he punched their singular braincells into several new ones, it seems.

F./....Falin... please give the caterpillar some privacy........

My man, maybe lead with that............

I can't believe Marcille was potentially more forward about her feelings.......

"his pupils are dilated" yes, thank you sherlock. You've finally realized what everyone else who meets Laios feels almost immediately. he's a monster freak club card carrying member. Welcome.

p.....pubby......

As long as he was also inside the dungeon with them.... yes.

The issue with Kabru isn't that he isn't trying his best. It's that Laios isn't trying at all.

On a scale of one to Kabru, how badly do you react to being offered a food you don't want to eat?

......oh no. He's so pathetic it's funny. He's growing on me.

Absolute morons, the pair of them. Immovable object meets unstoppable force. The funniest combination ever. Ghost type and normal type pokemon, forever throwing moves at each other that will never hit. Laios thinking he's made a friend. Kabru just barely stopping himself from killing Laios. Best comedy pair. Tom and Jerry in a can.

Anyway. What a great manga.

#dungeon meshi #dungeon meshi quick reacts #chekhov reads dungeon meshi #dungeon meshi liveblog #delicious in dungeon

[sluttyquarantinetheory]

Scholars in Thedas had to be losing their mind. Like imagine being the bitch who's spent decades studying Tyrdda Bright-Axe only for The Inquisition to swoop in and not only find her "axe" but discover it's actually a staff and there was a mistranslation. Then for the Inquistor themself to use this ancient staff in combat that's if they didn't just pawn it because they already had better weapons.

Like Brother Genitivi alone is probs still having an existential crisis about The Temple of Sacred Ashes getting blown up only a decade after they found the place, by an ancient darkspawn magister that possibly started the blights no less.

Bram Kenric probably has the most legendary dissertation in the history of the University of Orlais. If not all of Thedas. Dude just stumbles upon like seven history changes things before we even get to Ameridan being an Elvan mage who's still fucking alive.

Federic of Serault probs has The Inquisitor mentioned like half a dozen times at least for their aid in his study of The Western Approach.

That's not even getting into the Well of Sorrows. Fucking Flemeth being Mythal. Or the fact that The Inquisitor is besties (or lovers) with Fen'Harel.

The Inquisition isn't even just making history by fighting an ancient darkspawn. They're like doing actual research and disrupting preestablished ideas of history like every five minutes.

Like Andraste. This Shit is Weird doesn't even begin to cover the absolute insanity that has to be academia in Thedas during Inquisition. The University of Orlais is probably still losing their minds dealing with all the batshit history changing discoveries. of the last two decades.

#dragon age #dragon age inquistion #dai #scholar #jaws of hakkon #trydda bright-axe #thedas #brother Genitivi

[blood-grove]

MASTERLIST

Call of Duty

Kyle Gaz Garrick

unnatural bleeding — a mer!gn!reader x human!gaz | ongoing fic

werewolf bites — gaz trying to help you recover from a dog attack | ongoing fic

magical accidents — who were you to say no to your mage boyfriend innocent request for you to try a potion?

scar trails — you and your older brother try to survive the apocalypse and try and make a few friends..or enemies!

John Soap Mactavish

shapeshifter! child! reader & soap — a alt version of another random thing i wrote about a shapeshifter reader :3 tws in fic

the hunt — a medieval fantasy soap x male reader! | ongoing fic

solar and lunar marks — werecat reader and werewolf soap shenanigans w 141

Simon Ghost Riley

dog au! ghost & child reader — this one is so old!! + old dog au intro!

animals grind there teeth at bars — fic idea :3 monster circus au?

mistaken sacrifice — turns out your loyal worshippers are batshit crazy but ghost seems alright maybe in need of saving.

John Price

dog au price & child reader — another oldie </3 + old dog intro

labs and speedsters — taking in a new stray cheetah shifter (you) riddled with anxiety and price sees to help you.

old man — random anxiety hole you've dug yourself into has you now overly worrying about growing. (me projecting)

Multi + Parings

adoption au dad! simon & soap + adopted reader (school fights)

shapeshifter reader + 141

avian/harpy ghost & soap + child naga reader - tws in fic

jungle book au - upcoming

Other

dog au art ! — ghost and soap , graves , price 1 , price 2 , graves 2 ,

König — dog au intro! (old)

i may give him this own section but for now im not rlly focused on him kinda...

a/n; will be making separate master list for when i write for my fandoms :3 this is my first masterlist so please excuse my inexperience...ALSO IM MY ASK R OPEN AND ANON ON PLS

#call of duty #cod #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #captain john price #john price #soap cod #gaz garrick #gaz cod #masterlist #idk what im doing #pls go easy on me #cod masterlist #tin masterlist #tin #blood-grove #idk #idk what else to tag

[notebooks-and-laptops]

Honestly Lord Livius Erimond of Vyrantium might be one of inquisitions biggest missteps. Which is kinda wild, because on the one hand he's a very fun, over the top villian, and his existence leads to one of my favourite Cole lines. But on another...

IDK man. The wardens have been characterised, repeatedly, as doing incredibly dodgy things throughout both DAO and DAI. They are heroes, yes, but they are also the type of people to kill those who want to back out of their joining ritual and build crazy secret bases where they lock up demons with blood magic they forced a mage to do on threat of him not seeing his wife or child ever again.

I think Inquisition tries to turn the wardens into something much more gallient than they are. It wants them to be on Corypheus side for plot reasons, yes, but it also wants them to have been tricked into doing so, so that the player can still be like 'yay i love the wardens'.

But this was unneccesary! We've already met wardens, well before all this, that were fighting on the side of getting to understand and possibly work for talking darkspawn. That's basically the plot of awakening and of the Legacy DLC. There are wardens who think that talking darkspawn need to be investigated and may even be worth siding with even if those talking darkspawn were responsible for the fifth blight. You, the player, may have made that decision in Awakening.

So like. Just cut Erimond. It would make the whole thing more morally grey and interesting. Clarel doesn't need to be tricked, she doesn't need to 'I will never serve the blight' about it. She can be working directly with Corphyeus because she wants to understand more about talking darkspawn or because he convinced her that darkspawn aren't the real evil but Orlais is, or because she thinks he ALSO wants to kill the old gods or for a million other reasons.

We can have some fucked up messy wardens AND some wardens who think this is stupid hiding out with Alistiar/Loghain or simply submitting to the calling. And we can have them both without some manipulative, over the top, campy villian prancing around and telling everyone how evil and clever he is up until the moment you kill him.

IDK i feel DAI really killed some of the talking darkspawn buildup by the way they wrote Corypheus and the way they had his minions act and they also kinda made the Grey Wardens appear way more put together just 'corrupted by Clarel' etc. when the wardens are historically a very corrupted, actually physically corrupted group who do batshit things to save the world and are basically only tolerated because they're effective at stopping the numerous almost-apocolypses that rear their head from time to time.

#dai #dragon age #da2 #dao

[inquisimer]

happy Friday! sending you “his actions speak for themselves” for Neria 👀

happy dadwc friday and ty for the prompt! Some surana & anders circa da2 for this one :3

for @dadrunkwriting

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“He’s here, you know.”

Neria didn’t even look up from where she was braiding elfroot, tongue poked out in concentration. “Who is?”

“Your pretty boy Templar, of course.”

That gave her pause and her finger froze on the twisted herb stems as she stared over at Anders. His feigned nonchalance confused her; she puzzled over it as she waited for him to look at her, but he kept his head bent over whatever new draft or plan he was sketching out.

In the meantime, Neria’s heart and mind caught up to what he’d said. Cullen was here, in Kirkwall, probably no more than an hour’s walk from the clinic. Did he remember her? Did he want to see her? Did he miss her, miss their chats and company? Perhaps she could—

“He’s at the Gallows.”

Reality slammed into Neria like a cold wave off the Waking Sea. It washed over her idealistic hopes and carried away the pleasant, comfortable memories she liked to reminisce. If Cullen was here, of course he was in the Gallows. Because he was a Templar, and Templars guarded the mages. And if he was here, that meant he was complicit in all that Anders was fighting against. He was complicit in Karl’s death, and so many others. All of the small, frightened faces that she and Anders ushered out through the Underground, Cullen would see imprisoned, slaughtered, Tranquil.

But—there was hope. Slowly, she resumed her braiding and, in a carefully measured voice, she asked, “Do you know if he’s with Thrask?”

Her heart sank at Anders’ answering scoff. “Don’t be ridiculous. He’s the Knight Commanders little lapdog, from everything I’ve heard and seen. You should have heard what he said to Hawke, when she barely defended her sister to him—harsher than Greagoir ever was with us, to say the least.”

Neria frowned. It didn’t seem right. She’d known Cullen, as well as a mage could know any Templar that guarded them, enough to know his name, at least. To know of his family and his fears and his wishes for the future. She could not imagine his soft face and gentle curls twisted in such cruelty, lashing out with such animosity.

“‘Mages aren’t people like you and me, Hawke’,” Anders quoted, sourly dunking his quill back into the inkpot. “‘They cannot be trusted.’”

“Maker that’s…something’s not right, then.” Neria shook her head, somewhat unable to reconcile what Anders was telling her with what she remembered. Not that she thought Anders would lie to her, but her own memory was hardly so fallible either.

Anders cocked his head. “Didn’t Solona write you?”

“What does that have to do with anything?”

He swore under his breath, pushing greasy hair out of his eyes as he shook his head. “She was supposed to write you. To tell you,” he muttered. “Of all the things to chicken out on.”

“Tell me what?”

“Well—it’s—I can’t explain as well as she could. Which is why she was supposed to tell you.”

“But you know.” Neria fastened a piece of twine around her elfroot braid and set it on the stack. She folded her arms across her chest and waited.

Anders bit his lip. “Well. You know how Uldred was when we escaped?”

“Batshit and loony?”

“Yeah. So apparently someone ticked him off at Ostagar and he made a deal with Loghain—that idiot believed the Teryn would free them if the Circle helped him take over Ferelden.”

“As if.”

“Exactly. But, so, he decided the thing to do was, once he got back from Ostagar, summon a fuck load of demons and take over the tower with blood magic.”

On instinct, Neria went very still. The scars on her forearms, long healed, blazed as though they were fresh wounds. Anders’ gaze didn’t even flick toward them, but she felt the inexplicable, undeserved guilt just the same.

But—she’d heard no news about Kinloch Hold being destroyed. No annulment, no major catastrophe. And surely the Chantry would have blared any major success far and wide as propaganda.

“So what happened?”

“Solona, of course. What else?” Anders snorted. “She showed up with her Warden treaties, as angelic as if she’d never been gone in the first place. Greagoir was already wrapped around her finger and he fell right back into that. She did right by as many as she could. Of course—“ he swallowed hard, voice and face falling, “—she didn’t get there right away. Things were already…chaotic and out of control. Not everyone made it. Either Uldred or the demons got…far too many of them.”

It was like the world had fallen out from under Neria. She couldn’t stop herself imagining her home—not quite beloved, but comfortable, familiar, all she’d known for almost two decades—strewn with the blood of those she’d loved, her comrades and companions.

How easily it could have been her, if Anders hadn’t dragged her up out of complacency.

A shudder wracked through her and she reached for more elfroot to busy her hands.

“Hey, she saved a lot of them,” Anders said softly. “More than Greagoir would have, at any rate.”

“Of course she did. That’s what Sol does. She saves people.” Neria flicked her wrist against the once-enchanted bracelet, wished she had enough talent to will it back to life. She missed her friend. “So what does this all have to do with Cullen? He was there, I assume?”

“He was unlucky, to hear Solona tell it.” Anders scowled. “I don’t wonder if he was more than unlucky, if this maliciousness was just waiting to be unlocked. It’s not as if the handful of other survivors were nearly as vicious as he was—“

“Get to the point,” Neria cut him off tersely. If this shit-talking was deserved, well, she would let him ramble on and tune him out. But she’d rather know for sure, to sate the growing anxiety in her chest.

“They found him tortured, bloody and beaten, teased by a demon for days, maybe weeks.” Anders tapped his quill on the edge of the pot, dripping the excess away. “He asked them to kill every mage there, just in case. And even after the tower was cleared and Uldred dead, he asked them the same, again. Irving was whole and well, everyone else battered but sound of mind, and he would have killed them all, just in case.”

“Why are you telling me this?” Neria whispered. These feelings coursing through her, she didn’t know them. What was she supposed to feel? Horror? Sorrow? Anger? She felt all of them at once, just in case she chose wrong. Clearly, Anders wanted her to disavow Cullen, to throw herself headlong into their work and forget whatever connection they had before. But—how could she?

“Because if I just told you that he was a twat, you wouldn’t believe me. You wouldn’t change about him. His actions speak for themselves, Ria—he’s everything we’re fighting against.”

Neria shook her head, even as Anders’ gaze hardened with anger, frustration. “No. It’s just—it’s a defense, or something. He went through trauma as well! He was so kind and open, and not just with me. It can’t all have gone away. It’s there, somewhere.”

“Does it matter?” Anders challenged. “If he’s putting mages to the brand and the blade left and write, does it matter if there’s something good underneath?”

Neria tossed another elfroot braid onto the stack. “Careful, wisp. People have said the same about mages, before.”

“Without anything to back it up! I have proof, with him.”

“And the Chantry has blood mages!” Neria cried. “You’re looking for proof, because you don’t want to think there’s anything good left in him. But what if there is? What then?”

“If the proof wasn’t there, I wouldn’t have found anything while I was looking.”

“People change,” Neria said stubbornly. “And I’m not having this debate with you, wisp. What were you trying to achieve? I’m not going near the Gallows, anyway. I’m helping with the underground, anyway. Were you just trying to make me as angry as you are?”

Anders’ eyes flashed blue and she knew she’d hit the nail on the head.

“Sorry to disappoint,” she bit out, tying the elfroot a bit too tight; the bundle snapped in half and the shreds of it fluttered to the floor around her shaking hands. “I don’t get angry. I just leave.”

She threw the remnants of the ruined braid in his direction, shoved her muddled thoughts aside, and did just that.

She left.

#my writing #dadwc #dragon age fanfic #anders #oc: neria surana lavellan #surana & anders #neria & anders #neria x cullen #da2 #dao #dragon age #ws: the ties we choose

[aeoris4lovers]

i know bazzoxan is supposed to be a place that most people fled because of the demons, but personally, i choose to imagine that it's still way more populated than it should be because its residents are equal parts infuriatingly stubborn and batshit fucking insane. just think about it:

people from elsewhere in xhorhas having the same visceral reaction to headlines about bazzoxan residents that we have to the words "florida man," and dynasty parents threatening to send their kids to bazzoxan when they misbehave.

locals telling visitors dropbear-style stories about the demons they might encounter (which absolutely do not actually exist) just to freak them out, because why deny the rumors that the town is constantly overrun with demons when they could have fun with leaning into it instead?

religious leaders and worshipers who openly give placatory offerings to betrayer gods and demon lords alongside the luxon and other gods/beings without persecution or even judgment, because no one's going to argue over the philosophy of it when the utility is so clear.

on that note, a general tolerance for religious deviations that most members of the dynasty would call heresy and mock or punish, because being so far from the seat of the theocracy and so deeply embroiled in a conflict that no amount of faith will solve makes it difficult to care much about how others choose (or refuse) to worship.

an abundance of abyssal tiefling children and low-level warlocks in pacts with demons, because in a place where demonic presence is so concentrated near where people are living, of course more of those people will be touched by it.

teenagers sneaking past the guards and into betrayer's rise to drink or smoke or make out or stay the night on a dare or leave graffiti or haze a newcomer to their group or just try to fuck with the demons the way kids at a sleepover might play with a ouija board.

wild conspiracy theories circulating about what's really down in betrayer's rise and what caused it, from "the demons aren't real at all" to "they were intentionally unleashed by a spy posing as one of the original miners to sabotage the town" to "the empire planted them to use up military resources".

extreme circumstances leading to more extremist sentiments weaving through the town – survivalists who insist on preparing for a catastrophic incursion exponentially more deadly than even the worst so far and zealots who claim that one such grand incursion will kickstart an apocalypse of calamity-level proportions, secessionists who insist the town should leave the dynasty entirely and insurrectionists who encourage more drastic action against a political hierarchy that they feel has failed to properly address the gravity of the town's situation.

legends and ghost stories about what happens to people who go down into the tunnels – how they might be trapped or transformed by it, or what the demons might use them for – that are used to scare children into not running off alone or told around fires just for the thrill of the fear.

numerous research outposts from knowledge-seeking groups across exandria, most with research groups at least a dozen scholars strong living there year-round to do their work, and at least one relatively high-level wizard there to study the abyssal magic out of personal interest, all of whom are given protection on their trips into the tunnels in return for presenting their findings (and any solutions those findings reveal) to the military.

tons of drow who finally figured out sunscreen and sunglasses and other sun protection, because everyone knows none of the rich wizard fucks in rosohna are going to bother giving them the safety of constant darkness and the town's own mages have far bigger things to spend their arcane reserves on than the sun.

a general sense of casual disinterest and disregard for the brewing war and the politics of dynasty vs empire in general because they live on the defensive side of a very different fight, which is far more real and urgent than a bunch of powerful people's bickering as far as they're concerned.

streets decorated and full of music and laughter on festival days, with all the games and food and other pleasures you would expect anywhere else, including on festival days that only they celebrate, like the anniversaries of famous victories against the demons or improvised events thrown together with the sole purpose of lifting the townspeople’s spirits in harder times.

cuisine specific to the town, known for unique features like its much heavier incorporation of sun-grown crops than most kryn food and its utilization of enough spices to make even demon flesh taste good (a feat that many people living elsewhere would think is impossible, but when you have more access to abyssal corpses than livestock, you learn to make it work).

despite its lack of a true inn (because frankly, very few people ever think to visit), the town having a variety of places to eat and drink and shop and relax and be entertained, because no one needs leisure more than people who live their entire lives on the brink of very immediate mortal peril.

logically, of course it would make sense for people to flee when they realized how dangerous bazzoxan truly is, but are people ever really logical when it comes to their home? how many would truly be willing to leave after devoting themselves to building something there, and how many would insist on staying and adapting and eventually outlasting the demonic presence there?

canon bazzoxan may be a village populated largely by a skeleton crew of military personnel and the people who keep them alive, but the bazzoxan in my heart is a fully populated and improbably lively town full of people with the balls of steel required to live in an abyssal hot spot for the rest of their lives.

#i love the idea that the demons showed up and a few normal people left but everyone else just fuckin. sat there #like 'what do you mean you want us to move AGAIN? so what if there's demons? they can suck my dick!' #also the idea of verin having to keep This Mess in control is very funny to me. they definitely love him but they show it by torturing him #he is so so exhausted all the time but god only knows the life waiting for him in rosohna would be excruciatingly boring by comparison #cr headcanons #bazzoxan #kryn dynasty #xhorhas #wildemount #critical role headcanons #critical role

[unsleepingtales]

Fhjy e2 reactions this episode is batshit and I love them but also I’m so sad

I’ll be so real gang I am stressed and have been in a downwards thought spiral so we’ll see how this goes yeah?

I love Adaine making her mage hand look like Riz’s ringed hand that’s so fun and lovely

Also the mage hand mini is so cool

Don’t patronize me, it’s bad 😔

Goddamn they’re good

Would you be interested in healing us?? Spare healing o cleric??

I love that they could heal the hangvan

The night yorb’s art is SO cute I need a plushie of it. I’m gonna just buy galaxy patterned fleece and make one.

It feels like a stretch???

It’s gonna bite!

I just thought if I acted excited it would be good

Naur 💀

Armor of ayda!!!

Go sit on a whisky bottle you punk bitch !

Duggan and Balthazar definitely explored each others bodies we’re all agreed on this right. In my mind they had something like the cowboy and the roman soldier from night at the museum had.

“This is hot” Emily I agreeeee

Perfect example of gambler’s fallacy but y’know what this did just reinforce it

Nothing I can do! Brennan. Brennan come on.

That’s a feat I took in LIFE

They THREW that that die TRAVELLED

“You know I’m always rooting for you”

Oh GOD

No more probability smashing ok murph?

Y’know what for being fully run over by a van? 22 points of damage is not bad.

Was last episode really only two rounds of combat

He is So defeated

I’m hurting 😡

ALSO the portal is so cool. This battle set is amazing.

The blood on the windshield I can’t

Oooooof

Can she resummon Baby?? Has he died before I can’t remember?

“From when you ran me over” as if Fabian is not Solely responsible for the choices he’s made. Riz didn’t intentionally run you over babe you fell out of the van.

This is. Not great!

What hell!

Oh nooooo

Cmon Murph please

SHIT

Oh god

Oh my god you are about to kill your healer

She had 23!!

Aaaaaaaaa oh god

:( I feel bad for the cute manta ray

Ally’s gonna sue you if they hit you

With my wizarding powers and my absolutely fucked van ! Gorgug thistlespring the man that you are

OH SHIIIIIIT

Yessss

Ok yeah that makes sense that was on the bingo

Ok so the van now holds the night yorb sealed in its roof and an angel in the engine. Fantastic.

That mural is beautiful

They’re so exhausted guys. School starts tomorrow.

(What an episode to air the week I go back to class and have Such A Bad Time Guys)

Eeeeeeeeeesh

Don’t menace me!

It means something to me emotionally. Gorgug Car Guy Thistlespring <3

You wanted to do a bit so now we’re doing a bit. Suffer for your bit.

Does the back door of the van mini open?? Bc that’s sick

Ooooh Ally has custom spell cards with the d20 logo on them. Those are neat

He’s gonna stab these guys but it’s not with any of the normal zeal 😔

Jesus

Just to try and feel something

JESUS

Why do you guys careee you’re bugssss

Brennan.

Zac oh god

‘Guys I think Fig’s getting hit with the ballista right now’

She doesn’t even cutting words she just takes it 😭😭

It’s that era, The Ball 😭😭

Oh my fucking god

The noises of defeat they’re all making

I want an ice cream. Like the old days.

Just like that ART oh I’m gonna reblog that art of them at basrar’s so bloody after a fight

I love them. I missed the bad kids guys.

I think we’ve gotta go to sleep.

Wooooo

Love an aso callback

Love wins 💅

We’re done doing this!!

ARE YOU KIDDING ME

What kind of BULLSHIT

God this is so unhinged

No bonus action healing or anything Kristen?

Brennaaaaaan

So tactical. So late. So dead.

The slowest and saddest three point turn

The least enthusiastic stab

You didn’t! Have! To do it! You could! Have had! Ice cream! I! Want! To go! Home!!!

Oooooof

OOOOOF

That Turncoat 😢

This is so fucking sad.

What the fuck man

I don’t know why anything happened. Why did any of that happened.

The shard of the day yorb

Fig why would you ask that.

Riz desperately trying to keep the group together is so heartbreaking

The fucking dry guys

BY MEPHITS FOR MEPHITS

Gotta stay awake in the dome motherfuckers

Oh my GOD

They’re gonna cry man

Dome art!

Brennan what are you about to do

Daisy Cubby!!!!

Fig. What.

I’M gonna cry.

Everyone’s gonna cry.

Is it fun man. Is it really.

Map!!!

It says fuck you zac ☺️ in beautiful writing!

Emily Axford the woman you are……….

What the fuck is happening right now.

Oh god oh no

This is so horrifying

Kristen. Kristen No.

I love the map!

Oh god.

Oh the Hallariel art is FANTASTIC

Are they going on their honeymoon. I have paused the episode to write this are hallariel and Gilear going on a honeymoon did they get married and not invite their kids because they were saving the world I’m gonna be so pissed

Oh the Gilear art is cursed

Okay they’re going on a cruise.

Gilear’s voice has dropped

Oh SHIT okay so I wasn’t that far off

This is just. So fucking sad. I know that it’s gonna get happier because it’s fantasy high but right now this is so fucking sad

They’re newlyweds??? So they did fucking get married?????

Leaving for MONTHS after your only child gets back from saving the world and you got married to one of his best friends’ dad without your child or your new spouse’s child there is so horrible oh my god. I am real life mad about this.

Ok interesting things happening with Gilear and luck. Is Gilear not gonna go see Fig at Mordred before he leaves for a year???

Guys there is still almost an hour left in this episode is it all gonna be this fucking sad

Oh my god he inherited the singing barrel pirates

Good for them being unionized

Sklondaaaaaa

She’s got her own boarddddd

I love her

God they’re powerful this season

SKLONDA ART FUCKS

Oh thank god a loving mother.

It was… ssso tactical

That summer before junior year growth spurt/style shift combo is so real

Oh shit. The single mother struggling to pay for college storyline is gonna fuck me up monumentally I think. Fuck.

Scholarships are gonna be really important 🥲 line taken from my real life

Setting up a board is to riz gukgak what a spreadsheet is to me. I am him he is me.

Please god I need the thistlesprings to not make me sad

They’re so cute!!!!

Zac looks fucking near tears

Oh god any time Brennan’s face gets a little more serious and the music kicks in my heart just sinks

GORGUG AND ZELDA BROKE UP? 😭😭

That does not make any sort of sense

Staying tight with your ex’s parents is also so real lmaooo

He had a toothbrush at her house??????

The bad girls are so important to me

Awwwwwwwww

They’re aaaall crying

ZAYN THE RETURN OF ZAYN MY BEST FRIEND ZAYN DARKSHADOW

And Ragh and Lydia!! Yay!!

SANDRA LYNN FAETH THE WOMAN THAT YOU ARE. I WOULD BE SO GOOD TO YOU YOU DONT’ EVEN KNOW.

Brb printing out the new Sandra Lynn art to hang on my wall

They’re so tired guys

Squeem is alive? Ok

Jawbone man.

Oh god. Literally.

Sobbing this is literally the high school mentality

Guys. Guys.

It’s a real crapshoot for me finishing things. Yep.

Babe that is not a measurement of classes.

Yes that is a thing you can do. You can take time off for extreme circumstances.

LOVE the Aguefort art. Slay.

Also love that the way Brennan gets into the Aguefort voice is to do the peace hands

He’s going on vacation with ayda?????

Ayda looks great

Oh God No

How could this possibly go wrong?

What is the quangle and why is it going to cause so many problems

Oh nooooooo

That’s so fucking sad christ alive

Oh god

Emily.

PEOPLE LOVE SKITS ON ALBUMS

“Does nobody respect the fact that it takes time to save the world” feels like the thesis of the season

Trackerbees breakup about to be confirmed??

ZAYN ART ZAYN ART ZAYN ART

Look at my best friend in the whole wide world and his pet rat. He’s so fucking pretty.

Aelwyn moved out??

Augh.

Oh that’s lovely actually

Oh aelwyn looks GOOD.

And she’s got cats and is teaching middle school??? Good for herrrr

Awww that’s sweet

Oh right somehow I completely forgot that Fig did a fucked up devil deal

Oh god fig’s spilling on her shirt. Did she somehow swap fates with Gilear or something.

Sandra lynnnnnnnn

That is a good way to think about classes :)

What??

Nooooooooooooo

Sometimes you really do just have to give Nothing constructive in an improv scene sometimes it’s better

Trackerbees breakup confirmed. Tracker’s doing great.

Still interested in the retcon or whatever happened with Tracker originally being a cleric of Lida and then switching to Galicea

Cassandra I’m sorry you and Kristen are both struggling so much

Oh Whatttt no

If Cassandra dies and goes to the astral plane I will be so sad.

Holy SHIT guys.

#fantasy high junior year #reactions #verbal component #zayn

[luimnigh]

A proper superhero universe needs to have multiple sources of superpowers. Having most or all powers tying back to the same source means that your universe doesn't have the same vibe, the same creative juices that Marvel and DC have been so successful with.

Can you really be the same level of batshit if you aren't having mages, talking ducks and robots teaming up to fight zombies from another dimension; or having a depowered mutant be bit by a vampire to give her new superpowers, only later to have a psychic being possessed by a cosmic entity cure her vampirism and bring her original powers back?

Ultimate Marvel had basically everyone but Thor be attempts at recreating the Super Soldier Serum of Captain America. Including the mutants. And look how that turned out.

[transandersrights]

Happy Friday!!! For DADWC this week, how about Adrel Surana and what they found in Haven? (That is, the Cult of Andraste-the-Dragon, led by a mage)

(I take prompts! See info here)

Okay this took me AGES but in my defence: I hadn't actually played the urn quest back then. So, for @dadrunkwriting, ~850 words of Adrel in Haven!

Content warnings: a lil bit of violence, discussion of oppression of elves and mages

It was when the first jolt of magic hit their chest that Adrel realised: the preacher of Haven’s Chantry was a mage.

It very nearly knocked them fatally off-balance — it certainly would have a couple of months ago, when they were fresh out of the Circle. A mage outside of the Circle was shock enough of its own, for one. A mage who wasn’t part of some blood mage sect or a hermit in the woods was another. A position of authority? Strike three.

Eirik was in a position of religious authority, and that was strangest of all.

Adrel believed in the Maker, once — there was never any reason not to. He just felt like a fact of the world, real to everything around them even if not everyone in the alienage believed. Those times were foggy and only got foggier as the years went by, but they remembered thinking that, just maybe, all of the gods could be real. The elven gods just lived in a different part of the sky — and definitely not the bit that hung over Amaranthine.

It changed slowly but surely when they were taken to the Circle. Adrel didn’t know how fast, or when it began, just… one day they realised: they didn’t believe in the Maker anymore.

Maybe it was because there was no point any longer — the Maker could offer them nothing, and believing achieved less. Some fabled creator a very very long time ago had given the world capacity for magic. If He existed in the way the Chantry said, long since having abandoned His children, He had no bearing on the way they lived now.

Adrel had been twice denied a meaningful space by the Chantry; that was a part of it, too. No elf was truly welcome in the Amaranthine Chantry’s halls — there was no escaping or replacing their childhood circumstances in the way Alistair or Leliana had.

Mages too were reviled — hated not by the Maker but by the faithful for their crimes against the heavens, the voice of the Maker, the world. The Chantry was where they trained people to kill those like Adrel, to prevent them from committing a crime they were never in a position to commit.

South of Tevinter, that truth was absolute. Mages were separate from the world, for everyone’s sake. Mages were dangerous. Mages would never be forgiven for their sins, real or future or so far in the past that Adrel could never be meaningfully connected to a single one of them. It was true everywhere; except in Haven. And oh, what a fucking exception it was.

There were so many mages, they had to be marrying. Having children, families. They taught each other, lived together. No mage children taken from their parents. No friends stolen by Harrowings. No Templars breathing down anyone’s necks.

No, just a batshit dragon worshipping heretical cult intent on killing outsiders and preventing anyone from sharing in the blessing they supposedly hid.

Incidentally, Adrel did believe in Andraste. Not like that, with mystical life-giving ashes and the whole works, but not like they didn’t believe in the Maker.

In truth, Adrel felt bad, cutting down the cultists. Every time, they remembered — this was another way of life. They weren’t hurting anyone, at least not most of the time. If there was nothing here worthy of note, then no one ever would have disturbed this mountain community where mages could live like people.

If there was nothing here worthy of note, these people probably wouldn’t fight so hard to protect their isolation, and then they’d be right back in the situation Adrel couldn’t help but admire them for avoiding. Even if it did come with some frankly concerning bloodstained altars.

When the village fell silent, Adrel tried not to think about exactly what they’d killed here. Not anything they could have been a part of — only humans here. Those who brought the ashes back to Ferelden did so separate to the long march south for the elves of Tevinter, and maybe there was simply no place in their cult for those Andraste and Shartan fought to free. Even if there had been, none of that remained.

Even here, in a village built with mages at their core, there wasn’t a place for someone like Adrel. Maybe there was nowhere — maybe they’d never belong. Maybe the world just didn’t work for someone like them.

Their eyes on the mountain, Adrel pushed the thought out of their mind. If there was nowhere, they’d just have to carve a space themself.

Later that day (and so, so many tunnels later), when the final cultist fell, Adrel retrieved his sword from the ground. It crackled with electricity, the hilt thrumming with power. They hadn’t seen his technique before, but they knew it intrinsically: the stance of the arcane warrior, defenders of the ancient elves. Some time, a long time ago… the art was shared with these people. For it to persist so, they must have passed it down for generations upon generations.

If only Adrel could have been so lucky. Maybe one day, someone else could be.

#dragon age fanfiction #da drunk writing circle #adrel surana #dragon age origins

[azurechicken]

It's Fenders kinda day and I'm just so emotional like how they would understand, how they would accept if only they have met under different circumstances it kills me slowly please,,, The way they are not only two sides of the same coin (as it is always said about them), they are also reflections of the extremes of a scale? Fenris comes from a place where mages have reached the top of the food chain, they are the highest rank of the society. And the Circle and its principles, especially on tranquility, are the bottom of a mage's potential where you waste away without a choice unless you want to be hunted for sport. Then there is slavery and blood magic and all the experiments that show just the worst example of a mage and what they can do in power, whereas Circle contains mages like Spirit Healers who go out of their way to help people as best they can even within the treatment they get. From a perspective of a former slave of a magister, any kind of freedom for a mage is a nightmare. But from a perspective of a freedom seeking mage, it is an ideal to have mages with freedom to do whatever they want. With all the extremes on their views taken into account they just collide so beautifully. They share so many similarities they are too stubborn to understand each other about, it's just that Fenris hasn't hardened enough to reach acceptance on mages and Anders has so much more going on in his fight for so many people and doesn't have the patience for another mage hater. Despite all that there is also the fact that Anders doesn't exactly want what magisters are doing either, he wants at least a middle ground where mages are supervised at best but not prisoned and treated like trash and Fenris is growing to accept that not everyone with magic is the same (I'm considering mage!Hawke here). They do have the compromise in front of them to understand each other and grow together. But its just such a bad time and such bad conditions for them to meet for that to happen. Because Kirkwall supports these extremes so much. There is so many disturbing things that mages have to go through for things they aren't even responsible for most of the time and that fuels Anders each day. How can he tolerate hearing any kind of implication that mages should be imprisoned when it happens every day? And what must Fenris feel but justified on his views seeing all the blood mages go batshit crazy on them regularly? Even if they could understand, they can't get past all that is Kirkwall. Everything that happens just pushes them away from each other. If only they met after they've grown from their fear-powered anger in a place that wasn't so full of the negatives of what they feared the most. If only Bioware actually gave them the growth they deserved from each other instead of making them look like assholes who are insensitive to anyone's cause but their own? I'm trying so hard to not make this about how some things were written once again but... Look, I just want these glowing men to fight injustice together both for slaves and mages because they would and they should and Justice would one hundred percent support this.

#take this as a friendship or relationship idec how they choose to go about this #and no i dont mean that they would suddenly get better and accept each other's beliefs wholeheartedly thats just unrealistic #i just know they would be good for each other in their growth #sigh #canon cannot stop me from thinking of them travelling together with hawke against injustice #its my weirdo with a blood mark on her face + her glowing bastards against the world #merrill supports me by existing so that these shitheads can be mean to her for no reason and agree for once #y'know? #dragon age #anders #fenris #fenders #me own

[13skeletons]

oh boy. I woke up ready to rant about Siege of Dragonspear lol.

This is long and negative so if you like SoD, I am so sorry. I would genuinely love to know what you see in it because woof.

like. ok. I know we give ToB shit for being linear, but at least ToB gives you access to that statue in your base, very early on, that can summon companions for you to party with. I spent most of SoD with a less than full party because I wanted to run with the same people I'd had (minus Imoen. I have Thoughts on that too lol) and for some deranged reason Dorn is SUPER FAR in and locked in a cage? And then the reason for him being locked up is never even explained? (Unless I missed it somewhere, in my irritated rush to the end. Not impossible.)

Companion woes aside, ToB still gives you at least some choices. There are some branching paths, and the ending is not set. There are payoffs to earlier quests/moments that you can miss or not if you have the relevant items/flags. (Golden pantaloons, my beloved.) SoD didn't feel like it had any choices at all?

And the whole business with your gold getting "stored safely" and then getting gambled away and lost to you until the absolute very end of the game was so. Stupid. All that did was prevent me from buying very many of the new magic items at the shop in Baldur's Gate. And then the dude dies with a sword in his chest and Viconia is all "he is too far gone for me". GIRL YOU CAN RESURRECT THE DEAD WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT. IT'S JUST A SWORD. THE BODY HAS TO BE MAIMED BEYOND RECOGNITION TO PREVENT RESSURECTION. MY GODS. So when you actually get the money back there's literally like 3 fights left in the whole game. What could you possibly need to buy at that point.

AND THEN. Imoen. What where they THINKING? They wanted to explain how she shows up dual-classed into mage in SoA. But that was literally never something that needed explaining. It is an EXTREMELY common tactic to dual class her at level 5 in BG1, and even if you didn't do that, dual-classing doesn't temporarily render you completely useless? Hello???? And they could've at least transferred her gear to Safana (or to me) when they tossed her into my party. But no, I just had a less-geared thief instead. Ugh.

And that doesn't even touch on the complete and total lack of balance to the combat encounters! Having trolls (and giant trolls. good lord) and dragons (not to mention a dragon with wyvern adds....) and mind flayers this early is BATSHIT INSANE. The enormous hordes of mooks that you wipe out with two fireballs render your melee fighters into wall-flowers. And then there's the enormous hordes of mooks that you can't throw fireballs at without hitting allied NPCs... (apparently Khalid died while breaking the siege and I didn't even realize because I was already so fed up at that point lmaooo). Whatever that tentacle boss was...

Also the total inability to manage your reputation carefully because you're on a railroad with set reputation gains and losses that you can do nothing about was really irritating to me personally because I prefer playing with mixed alignment groups. (Yes my evil friends did abandon me after the siege, forcing me to reload and figure out a way to lower my rep.) (And then later I encountered some random refugees and didn't even try to save them, I just killed the wolf that was near them, not realizing it was gonna give me reputation, and I had to reload AGAIN. But this time I was a lazy bastard and just fireballed everything, dropping my rep to like 6 and I never had to worry about it again lmao.) (Also while googling to try and find a way to deal with this issue, I read that it potentially causes problems for importing into BG2, which if that's true, I am gonna laugh somewhat hysterically.)

As for the "Hooded Man" (shut up she's so pretentious it's fucking Irenicus). I'm sorry but it literally makes no sense for him to be there. It makes no sense for him to be able to get into your dreams before he's ever even experimented on you.

Just. The whole thing ultimately felt totally unnecessary and I may well uninstall it to prevent the game from auto-loading me into it when next I complete BG1.

EDIT: I completely forgot about this because it's a comparatively minor complaint, but during the actual siege on the castle, there were so many mobs and NPCs that the game's audio essentially stopped working. There were so many characters trying do their "i took damage" noises that they'd play the first millisecond of one then the first millisecond of the next etc until the fight was over. Just a broken record of "arg-arg-arg-arg." lol. More evidence that no one reasonable balanced those encounters.

#I can't say that I've ever disliked a game so much before. #AND YEAH OK I KNOW I KNOW. It's because it's BG which were my first rpgs so it has a higher standard to meet #but it tripped on the absolute lowest bars at every single turn #literally the only good thing i can think of was that the narrator seemed to be the same dude and that voice brings me Such Comfort #skeleton gaming 404 #404: baldur's gate

[neithrain]

so y’all know how there’s hints scattered around that kirkwall actually used to be a place for huge blood magic rituals with elven slaves when the imperium ruled it? and how that probably has something to do with why there’s so many batshit crazy blood mages there?

well, absolution has now made it canon that the imperium also used slave elf corpses as emergency necromance defenses entrapped in statues. and although this was in a building used for an andrastian cathedral, it was actually built right on top of a temple for the old gods.

in meredith’s boss fight in da2, the statues come alive to help her for some godforsaken reason when she goes crazy from red lyrium. red lyrium has also been confirmed as just lyrium infected with the blight, and is also all but confirmed to be titan’s blood. something about red lyrium awakened those statues… statues that were probably built during the time the imperium controlled kirkwall (maybe im wrong, feel free to correct me if i am)

i don’t know what the connection is, but this can’t just be a coincidence. the tevinter imperium and its statues coming alive when weird magical shit happens/the old gods are nearby has already shown up twice (i havent played da:o yet so again maybe i’m wrong… also yes, i’m getting to it bc i know i should play it before da:d comes out)

somehow i can’t help but feel like this might have something to do with the tevinter old god statues. i mean, in da2 we find the red lyrium idol (that drove meredith crazy) in the deep roads but in a room with tevinter architecture and an old god statue in it, right? it’s bugging me so much because i feel like i should be able to connect the dots but i can’t because either A) this has to do with lore i don’t remember, or B) i’m dumb.

also for some reason (with no concrete evidence), i feel like somehow, those weeping statues in front of kirkwall are gonna come alive or some shit either in the future seasons of absolution or maybe even a full on game. i do not have anything to back this up other than the whole “statues coming to life pattern” i pointed out, but it’s cool and badass so i’m sticking with it

or i’m entirely wrong and this was a waste of everybody’s time

#dragon age #dragon age 2 #dragon age absolution #da 2 #da absolution #dragon age spoilers

[trimisu]

Also character death angst is such a good trope holy frick

Especially when it’s like a fighting scene and the person who loves them the most go absolutely batshit after character dies in their arms

BONUS POINT IF CHAR B DOESNT ADMIT TO LOVE CHAR A

Like idk for example kaeya and Diluc

Kaeyas bleeding out in dilucs arms and makes one last bittersweet joke/reference about their childhood and dilucs mind doesn’t give him the time to grieve.

His body starts moving on its own. Gently putting kaeyas head down in the grass and giving it a small pat before he SPRINTS towards whoever killed kaeya and starts violently hacking away because how dare they take away kaeya from him too. Even though he doesn’t admit it. Kaeyas his most important family leader and now he’s gone.

Ooooh boy that would be so good to read and write damn

Contain/s: death, spoilers from Diluc and Kaeya's lore, angst

A/n: you can't make me go "aww, that's cute" to "why tf does he have to die" while sobbing real quick 🥲 that's illegal!

Masterlist

Red. That's what Diluc sees as he continues to slash and burn the remaining enemies to a crisp.

His breathing was heavy, he felt his arms going numb from swinging around his claymore as his voice became completely hoarse and tired, yet, he didn't stop. The fatuis, abyss mages — they all deserve to die, they shall all feel the same pain that he felt.

The bloodstains on the ground and his clothes — was it his? Or was it the blood of his enemies that he just slaughtered from his anger and vengeance? The air is not fresh anymore instead it was the mixture of the strong smell of blood and smoke from his pyro vision.

Why? Kaeya betrayed him, he should've left him there and let those useless Knights of Favonius handle his lifeless body, yet the memories of him and Kaeya together as kids were flashing right before his eyes.

But deep inside, Kaeya was and always has been his brother, even when their relationship has drifted away, Kaeya is the only family member he had after his father's passing.

As Kaeya's lifeless body came into his mind, he gripped his claymore tighter. Through gritted teeth, his claymore is burning caused by his pyro vision, and swung it, forming a fire-like eagle that knocks and burns down every enemy in his surrounding.

"Retribution!"

They all deserve retribution.

#trimisu #i am just gonna go cry goodbye #genshin impact #diluc genshin impact #genshin #genshin kaeya #kaeya alberich #diluc ragnvindr #kaeya genshin impact #genshin diluc #genshin impact diluc #genshin impact x reader

[kokorodachidanii]

So I finally managed to 100% KRTDLDX (in only 3-4 days– go me! ♪), and the Magolor Epilogue in particular got me thinking…

What if Kirby Super Star got another remake with all the bonuses from Ultra, the scrapped “Kagero Mansion” subgame, the minigames from Merry Magoland… and a Marx Epilogue for your extravagant effort completing the True Arena!

Just think about it: Bandana Dee, Dedede, Meta Knight, Rick, Kine, Coo, Gooey, Adeline, and Ribbon were already Kirby’s friends; Dark MK just wants to be batshit insane; Daroach had to repay Kirb for saving him from Dark Nebula (that and the Jamba Hearts were Shiny™); Magolor finally got his closure last week; and Taranza, Susie, and the Mage-Sisters all got in-game closure (even if the Mages wouldn’t get theirs for a couple months). Marx is the last dream friend left who doesn’t have any proper redemption!

(Believe me, there is NO WAY “he’ll be your buddy if you keep him well-fed” counts.)

So here’s how I think it’d go:

-After crashing into NOVA, a barely-breathing Marx (with his Soul colors bc yes) awakens in a mysterious black void.

-The Dark Lord (who may or may not be Necrodeus) offers to give him another chance at life (yes, Marx is literally in Space Purgatory right now)– that is, if he can pass a series of tests akin to what Magolor has gone through recently (technically 15 years later)!

-But the poor thing doesn’t even have his jester ball, so all he can do is kick everything! Fortunately, the upgrades system is ALSO Magolor Epilogue-esque.

-The area bosses are what’s basically Forgo Dark-Matter Macho-Jamba Shadow Dedede, whatever you’d call Purgatorial Dyna Blade, Wham Bam Platinum, and NOVA-flavored Morpho Knight!

-At the very end, it turns out that– surprise, the Dark Lord really WAS Necrodeus… and the only way for Marx to defeat him is to atone for his misdeeds! (Again, just like Magolor.)

-And finally, Marx returns to Popstar, makes amends with Kirby, and everything is okay forever!!! (Or at least until Dark Matter casually smashes the planet’s rings…)

… Oh, and beating all previous modes nets you the True Arena Deluxe, featuring a fresh (if painful) new Marx Soul fight akin to Magolor Soul’s updated True Arena battle!

TL;DR: KSS should get reremade with a Marx Redemption Arc.

#kirby #krtdldx spoilers #ish #look I like Marx okay?