something about mk brutally smashing his head against azures sword till it shattered. something about mei modeling her sword after azures (im insane)
I went ahead and gifed both scenes (which proves that I'm very clearly normal)
So, Mei shatters her family sword defending MK. She then models her sword after Azure's. MK later brutally smashes his head against Azure's sword, cracking it (and Azure) apart. Azure then uses that sword to stitch the universe together, losing his life in the process.
The first thing that comes to mind is the Curse's words, "Such pitiful creatures: cowardly, reckless, monstrosities; all doomed to play a roll in tearing this world apart! To cause nothing but chaos and destruction.", with 4x13 being titled "Rip and Tear" and Azure quite literally tearing the world apart. You trying to do what you think is right but that still leading to bad outcomes—to shattering and breaking and destruction.
Other bonus parallels/contrasts include:
Mei breaking her sword to defend MK, while Azure breaks his sword attacking MK
"But how am I supposed to protect everyone if I don't have my sword!" and then Azure uses his sword to save the entire world aka everyone.
Mei: "If you're not giving everything you have to protect the people you care about you are nothing!" Azure: "I would have done anything in my power to bring them back—but it wasn't in my power, it was in yours." (Using power for the people you care about) (Interesting to note however, Azure is fine with his friends as collateral ((love you 4x10 roar)) where as Mei will put a lot at risk for her friends ((she doesn't object when MK suggests going into the scroll even if it'll risk the curse being released)))
Mei: "What's the point of having power if you won't use it! [...] Inaction is careless! [...] Then maybe you don't deserve power!" Azure: "I did not sacrifice everything simply to be an idle deity! I will do what my predecessor did not!" (Aka those who deserve power are those who will use it)
Both were totally willing to sacrifice Wukong for their goals (Mei in 3x12 and Azure throughout s4, but especially in the special)
Mei: "Wukong knew the risks—that's the hard part of being a hero!" Azure: "Nothing is won without sacrifice!"
Jade Emperor Azure and Samadhi Fire Mei as containers for uncontrollable power (I talk about this one a lot)
Do we think "How could you lead us into this fight without a real plan!" applies to the Brotherhood's attack against heaven
They really did not need to have Mei model her sword after Azure's, so I wonder if this is building to an eventual "Mei V MK" fight (where Mei is most likely fighting MK to save MK) and Mei uses her sword to protect herself from one of the people she cares about.
I feel like there's more to the sword situation, but I can't put my finger on it.
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Can we expect any chet in your Snake Boi fics? 👀
For Snake Boi Callum fics I have
i can't help it: in which Kpp'Ar gets out of his coin and at first, mistakes Callum for Viren
i asked god to take the damage out on me: Callum does the same spell Viren did to save Soren in order to save Ezran
some say in ice: Callum uses the blood freezing spell in order to protect Rayla.
it still floats: Soren POV fic on Callum's selective loyalty (and what it means to be adjacent to, but not directly, have it)
CHET plans are being reserved for my fanon S6 fic "Teach Me How To Name The Bigger Light" (4/26ish chapters done? Maybe?) as anyone who follows me / my theories will not be surprised by much of the lore or endgame plot decisions.
However, if you do want some CHET fics, there are some lovely ones written by other people:
Post-exchange fic by @zuppizup
Post-exchange fic + 5 related drabbles (scroll to the bottom of the screen to start at the beginning) by @jelzorz
prelude / buildup by @mandaloriandragontrainer
exchange & aftermath by @rayllurn
the exchange & the aftermath by @lawchan89
these art pieces by @chimpukampu in order: 1, 2, 3
As well as a few by me such as
My own post-exchange fic
the originator, featuring like 12k of buildup and AU as of S4 but I'm still very proud of the fic as a whole
loosely adjacent post-s5 drabble
a post-s4 speculative (s6?) prelude
10.2k oneshot that's not CHET but it is about callum being all "i'll do whatever it takes to keep you safe" (post-s4) about dark magic so it was 100% written as a CHET prelude, canon confirm (and one of the reasons 5x08 made me do a lil happy dance)
As you can see there is quite the little collection, and I am excited to add to it one more time - as getting to said scene and being able to write it again to reflect how the theory/scenario has matured and evolved since its first inklings - god, a full three years ago? - is one of the reasons I'm most determined to actually make my way through writing all of fanon S6.
And of course if I missed anyone's fic or drabble or art piece, feel free to add it in the replies/reblogs - I'd love to see/read it! <3
Bonus: my favourite meme I've probably ever made
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MODERN VERSE. (the number of worlds as infinite are as the cosmos.) Gale Dekarios, hailing from Waterdeep (or England, all Greek heritage if it's rooted in reality), is a professor with a doctorate in illusionary magics (or, if magic isn't real, then astrophysics) in the University of Baldur's Gate (or Berkeley). He's incredibly decorated, a prodigy in his field turned a credited pillar in the realm of academia. Gale is of accomplishment, a recognized voice among his peers, and that, as rumors claim, is for his relationship with Mystra, the department head of magic (or the natural sciences) of the university where he currently teaches. Unbeknownst to most everyone, Mystra had first met Gale during his last year in further education taking some pre-college courses. At the time, an impressionable, bright-eyed eighteen year old, his grades, resume, and notable accomplishments had very unfortunately caught her interest. There, Mystra lent her aid, offering to tutor and mentor him to entice him to join the University. Of course, being an academic with no small amount of renown, the offers she presented weren't at all necessary; Gale, ensnared, was thoroughly convinced. From there, he pursued his degree under her very close supervision. One thing led to another, and a very unprofessional relationship cropped up between them, but considering the nature of said unprofessional relationship, no one, not a person, knew of the pair. Still, Gale was in love. Gale thought his love was returned. But during a project Mystra had forbade him to pursue, Gale, over-confident, had erred considerably, and for his troubles, found the netherese orb. Panicked, Gale went to Mystra, cursed tome held feverishly in his hands. Mystra, with cold eyes, told him she'd very plainly warned him, and without a care in the world, she took the book from his grasp, ended their relationship, and barred his growth. Now, Gale is chronically in pain, a deep throb pulsing around a cruelly-grooved chest. Mystra, of course, knows how to balm his ailment, but she very much believes one must live with their mistakes--and so, Gale, disillusioned, is left remarkably alone. He's living alone again. And his projects have been pulled. In fact, he's now no longer allowed to teach any field beyond illusion, and in the lowest point in his life, Gale is worn threadbare as anything, frustrated, confused, and incredibly stressed. Sensing a hostility between them, even the faculty can't help but to give their laughter. Now, they ask him where he'd scurry off to if not for Mystra's coat tails. Between that or the looks of passing sympathy, to be honest, Gale can't say which he hates more.
In a world without magic, the netherese orb isn't there to hurt him. Instead, Mystra breaks things off for his unauthorized research, something she calls a clear demonstration of his blatant disrespect. He has no book, and he has no magical ailment eating at his nerves. Rather, he'd rushed out of their then-shared home, clamoring into his car when she ordered him to leave. Utterly distraught and thoroughly distressed, it was shortly after this that Gale found himself struck by an inebriated driver, both glass and warped steel gnarling his chest. After some weeks, he'd recovered, of course, but not without a terrible scar above his sternum. Hurt flashes from it often, something in the manner of a phantom pain, and though finally recovered, Mystra's still barred him from progressing in his field. In fact, she'd not visited him once. Gale feels that keenly.
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