#gloomweave

[jerry-moon-art]

The Day’s Work.

20231007.1220.

“Detonation”, 30in x 35in, stained glass.

Eight days of grinding. All the pieces are done. Time to start foiling this bad boy.

A satisfying warm up piece. I haven’t done stained glass in 30 years.

#gloomweave #abstract #jerrymoon.net #jerry moon art #stained glass

[vertex-stan]

Mini Disparation: The Wardens of Discord!

So this idea comes from the recent Letters Page episode where Æternus and the Realm of DIscord go to war (Episode #266 for anyone who missed it). Short version for those who don't have the time right now: Ra, Fanatic, Visionary, and Argent Adept go to the Realm of Discord to prevent it from being conquered by the demons of Æternus led by Ismodial. The heroes are given Discord powers by Gloomweaver and look like this right now:

So things are at the point where the heroes were fighting fighting the Princes of Æternus, and we zoom in on the Ra and Fanatic Vs. Abbados fight, when a flaming chain lashes at Abbados. The chain wraps around his neck as Fanatic continues to slash at Abbados, him barely blocking with his axe, when said axe is ripped from his hands and used to decapitate him, and the camera turns around to reveal Agent of Gloom Spite!

(Cool guys don't use axes properly)

Then we cut to Ismodial desperately trying to complete her ritual to allow Æternus to enter Discord, when Spite, Fanatic, and Ra appear. Ismodial tries to use her aura of desire, but without the throne, it's not powerful enough to overcome Ra and Fanatic, and Spite is already too inhuman to be affected. And Fanatic Smites Ismodial! Then she and Ra start kissing (desire still affected them, just not enough to stop them). Argent Adept and Visionary finish off some of the other Demon princes, then meet up with the other heroes (and Spite, who they just think is some Discordian because why would you think weird skull face dude is someone you know).

The heroes chat a bit, and Visionary comments that she actually kind of likes her new power. Ra and Fanatic just kind of absentmindedly agree. Argent Adept starts to object, but the Drum of Gloomweaver starts making some weird noises, and both Spite and Visionary start talking to him about the value of embracing their new powers. Argent Adept looks up, and his eyes start glowing faintly red

"Some Time Later"

We see, on Earth, a team of heroes calling themselves the Prime Wardens, fighting against a Cult of Gloom. The members of this team consist of Haka, Tempest, Captain Cosmic... Deadline... and Diamond Diva. We get a bit of a flashback of Diamond Diva going hunting for allies to help her stop Bal'Taranerach. She gets the former Prime Wardens, and finds Tarogath on his way to earth, and informs him that if they don't stop Bal'Taranerach, he'll pretty much destroy this dimension. They stop Bal'Taranerach, and do some other Prime Wardens stuff. We return to the present, and the heroes are fighting through the cult. They get to the central chamber, just as a portal to Discord opens. Diamond Diva tries to use her flute to force the portal closed, but the Drum of Despair, which was used to help open the gate, starts playing itself, summoning ghosts to attack Diva. And through the portal comes Argent Adept and Spite.

What follows is Adept and Spite escaping and beginning a dark ritual that summons the other former heroes, and prepares to bring forth Skinwalker Gloomweaver. These former heroes and Spite proclaim themselves to be the Wardens of Discord, and fight a bunch of different heroes as they bring forth Skinwalker Gloomweaver. Once they bring him out, the Heroes rally to fight Gloomweaver, who boasts about how they cannot hope to overcome him and his new servants. And that's when Argent Adept calls out "all yours Aata," teleports the Wardens of Discord back to the Realm of Discord, and leaves that area completely cut off from Discord. So Gloomweaver is now stuck on Earth, and the heroes absolutely destroy him. Haka comments about how his old friends are still in there somewhere.

The final scene is the Wardens of discord breaking Gloomweaver's throne into five seats, and creating a great council table in Gloomweaver's former palace. They then briefly talk about how they now have the power to destroy threats throughout all the realms. And perhaps have some fun as they go.

Thank you for reading so far! As always, comments and criticism are appreciated! if it helps you, imagine me as a metaverse writer who is currently writing for Disparation.

#sentinels of the multiverse #sotm #disparation #fanatic #gloomweaver #cult of gloom #spite #ra #argent adept #diamond diva #haka #deadline #the letter's page #visionary #I spent far too long on Demon Slayer Spite #Yes I cut out abbados's head from the kickstarter promo art for this

[onlyhurtforaminute]

GLOOMWEAVER-PROSELYTIST

#GLOOMWEAVER #DEATHCORE #HEAVY METAL #METAL #2022 EP #DRAGGED BACK TO THE WAKING WORLD

[tadpoled-ranger]

Gale X Joyce could be like gloomweave or weavestalker? Weavehunter? Deerorb? The wind and the forest?

Mageslayer would be cool for a ranger durge x Gale if someone wants to use that.

#I’d use Arcturus in there if that wasn’t Joyce’s familiar’s name #deerorb is because joyce’s last name is Actaeon #two suicidal men with shit going on in their chest fall in love. romance of the century. #I like gloomweave #but we’ll see #unimportant side note: are Joyce and Likaria still Dilfs and Milfs respectively if their kids are dead #wizard husband #joyce

[lorekeeper-backset]

it's gloomin time

#sentinel comics #sentinels of the multiverse #gloomweaver

[oliviarampaige]

“The Gloomweaver’s Brood”

Day 2 - Spiders

Inspired by the annual tarantula migration in southern Colorado.

#illustration #my art #drawing #nature #inktober #spiders #western gothic #dark art #giant spider #ungoliant #lotr #Tolkien #arachnophobia #horror #watercolor #inktober 2023 #surrealism

[lesbiansforboromir]

@gloomweavers there's definitely a lineage of thought there, although I would not necessarily say it was a 'refusal' of Eru, that is a bit too active, it is more like... Boromir simply did not look for him any longer, from a pretty early age, and the longer he lived the more that attitude felt like the only logical option.

But Finduilas' death was very tied up in Boromir's emotions and his relationships with the rest of his family, it was his fault, his father's fault, Mordor's fault, her own fault, no one's fault but fate, different people blamed it on so many things and each possibility hurt in an entirely new but incredibly mundane way. There simply was not space to think about it in cosmological terms. Indeed initially he tried to be more religious, as a child who believed he'd killed his mother, he needed to understand how he could make amends and what part of him was so inherrently vile to have done such a thing.

But as that extreme settled down, and as he came into contact with other people who were apparently inherrently lesser in the eyes of the West, the fact that he understood what that felt like (especially as he confronted his sexuality) was what really 'radicalised' him one might say. In the end his theological positions are informed mostly by his class and racial politics, but he was sympathetic to those so called 'lesser' people precisely because he had felt 'lesser' himself, and in doing so had somewhat shattered the illusion of inherrent racial superiority or morality. Whether he deserved it was neither here nor there, the people he met definitely did not deserve to feel as he had felt as a child.

#text post #boromir #erran vs tolkien #:3

[cleric4vampire]

Soluwae / Lolth-sworn Drow / Cleric of Lolth

she has a face now!! some fun facts about Soluwae:

she was born via an ancient ritual created by one of her ancestors (coincidentally, the same ritual that birthed Aune!)

pronouns she/her. intersex. LESBIAN

she is part of the Cult of the Silken Weaver (also known as the Ouss'val), a fringe cult of Lolth which was founded by her family. It is old and not very well-known, by design; this has aided in its survival over the years

She serves as the cult's Inheritor (a title for the High Priest/ess; a 'Chosen One' type of role)

before Soluwae, it had been some time since an Inheritor was born. When she was finally ushered into the world, most of the cult took her strange appearance as a sign that there was something special about her, and later confirmed her Inheritor status when her abilities eventually manifested

Soluwae calls the Feydark home (and the Underdark, by extension). The cult's sanctum is located in an extensive cavern system within the Feydark

the markings on her face are scarification, not tattoos. Every member of the cult shares the same scars

Soluwae later respecs as a monk; within her cult, there is a monastic order which follows the Way of the Many-Limbed (a blend between the Way of the Open Hand + the Way of Shadow). The monks are called gloomweavers, and their style of combat is based off of arachnid behavior and abilities

Soluwae has some spider-like characteristics that unsettle her companions. She has a habit of making a low clicking noise in her throat when she is content. Sometimes it calls nearby spiders to the area. (Gale really dislikes this.) On occasion, when she battles, a spectral image of two extra set of appendages seem to extend from her back

she is curious, impatient, and very spoiled; long accustomed to others doing everything for her. However, she has moments of gloominess in which she withdraws from others. Despite seeming immature at times, she has a strong sense of responsibility to her cult and its preservation

Soluwae plays cat's cradle when she's bored (this would be her most common camp idle)

#I love her nose so much... it's giving dalish elf realness #she's been possessing me the last couple of weeks but I can't actually play with her because 1) other playthroughs to do #but more annoyingly 2) minthara is bugged to high hell and I want her and soluwae to be madly in love and together forever #anyway. YEAH. soluwae exists in tav!aune's worldstate. she just obviously doesn't ''become'' Tav. I don't think the two will ever meet but #aune definitely interfaces with the cult post-game #oc: soluwae #bg3 tav #bg3 oc #bg3 #tav

[bracketsoffear]

Ungoliant (The Silmarillion) "Giant spider whose name means "dark spider", and also known as Gloomweaver. She devoured the Two Trees of Valinor, extinguishing their light. Tolkien himself remarks that perhaps she was bred of mists and darkness on Shadowy seas in the utter dark between the destruction of the Lamps and the kindling of the Two Trees. She is a personification of darkness as well as a monster that dwells in the Dark places of the world."

Slenderman (Creepypasta) "Creepy tall dude who lurks in the dark woods with dark tentacles coming out of his body."

#Dark Poll #the magnus archives #Tolkien #the silmarillion #creepypasta #slenderman #poll

[morgana-ren]

First of all, love your writing so much! Also, do you have any thoughts on He Who Was? I know his quest is so short but something about how breathless he sounds after you assist him in his quest does things to me… 🫠

Thank you so much!

So, He-Who-Was is a Shadar-Kai Gloomweaver. They are... interesting, to say the least. I won't get too into the boring bits, but they are an actual people that you can do research on. If you don't feel like getting too heavy with it, there's a book in the hidden cloister of the Reithwin Mason's guild. Essentially, he's a servant of the Raven Queen, and his albino bird is a dick. He's been in the shadows for far too long, drawn by the tragedy that befell the land on behalf of Shar, and unfortunately, they have corrupted him.

Usually Shadar-Kai are quite emotionless. They seek out memories that might please their queen, usually of the... sad variety. He's been skulking around here for too long, and it's fucked him up.

That's why he tells you to draw all of the guilt and tragedy out of the situation as opposed to soothing Madeline's spirit. He's trying to please (much like many other fucking people on Toril) his bitch queen.

He's... definitely not a good guy, from what I remember, which means that would put him directly in my wheelhouse. However, I'm not entirely certain he'd be into anything carnal. That being said: That has literally never stopped me. Not even once.

#morgana and friends #by actual people I mean in DND btw

[jerry-moon-art]

The Night’s Work.

20231229.2124.

“The Portal Of The Avuncular Amaryllis”, 24in x 24in, oil on panel.

Some interesting things emerging.

#gloomweave #jerrymoon.net #abstract #contemporaryart #oilpainting #painting #abstractart #abstractpainting #jerry moon art #portals

[vertex-stan]

Cosmic Contest Thoughts

How the hell did Blood Countess lose to Skinwalker Gloomweaver? Lifeline was able to tear Skinwalker apart with bloodmagic, and Blood Countess makes Lifeline's magic look like a joke. Add on Blood Countess having a relatively easy bracket, and Skinwalker having a pretty hard one, and Blood Countess should have torn him apart.

I love how Operative and Mr. Fixer's battle ended almost identically to when Operative killed him previously. Only difference is that Mr. Fixer got stronger from there, and is now beyond that.

Legacy could have won against Fanatic, if he had gone all out. He lost, not because his powers failed him, but because he failed to use his powers.

Nightmist really didn't need to torment Doctor Medico THAT bad.

#sentinels of the multiverse #sotm #Cosmic contest #legacy #blood countess bathory #gloomweaver #the operative #Mr. fixer #fanatic #nightmist #doctor medico

[imakemywings]

In death they are darkened, they drop their leaves from blackened branches bled by Morgoth and Ungoliant the grim the Gloomweaver. In spider's form despair and shadow a shuddering fear and shapeless night she weaves a web of winding venom that is black and breathless.

Ungoliant destroys Laurelin and Telperion, The Flight of the Noldoli from Valinor, J.R.R. Tolkien

#ungoliant #melkor #morgoth #the flight of the noldoli from valinor #tolkien tag #the silmarillion

[danganronpasurvivoraskblog]

Sentinels Time: Next villain is Gloomweaver, a god-like entity who resides in another dimension and runs a cult dedicated to causing despair. While his cult isn't as successful as the Remnants, they still perform vile acts just to bring Gloomweaver into this world. This mainly means sacrificing people to him and letting him gain power from the despair it causes. Gloomweaver has also possessed people or turned their corpses into zombies to act in his name. Pt. 1

Cults are never a good thing...It reminds me of that one cult that I stamped out a few years ago...They called themselves the Eden’s Garden.

I managed to decimate all their leaders, but I can’t help but wonder if maybe one of those psychos managed to escape.

#danganronpa survivor #danganronpa #oc #kuripa kurafto #ask #the monster in me arc

[jonathan-nevermore-smith]

//Run Memory Subroutine: What Pride Has Wrought

Author Foreword: The following is a piece that I wanted to write after the Sungard ended, as it wrestled with some things that were always at the peripheries of Siildore’s story but never came up in a way that I could meaningfully address without it feeling contrived.  I tried and failed a few times to make something I could be proud of, but it never quite came out right.  This recent campaign with Hollowlight gave me an opportunity to finally put it to paper and I’m pretty happy with the way it turned out.  Shout out to @retributionpriest for the very fun and meaningful writing we did leading up to this - I hope you’re doing well post-TSG.   CW: Suicide in mention, no descriptions.

Siildore,

I apologise but I cannot grant that request. With the war concluded, my purpose here is complete and I have no intentions to linger here longer than I need to. I have appreciated all you have done for me and the guidance you gave, and perhaps we will meet again on the other side.

Live well,

Lirelle Dawnbrook

The letter was neatly folded on it’s creases, placed back in it’s envelope, and tucked away into her current notebook.  

“Well? What did she say? Is our merry partnership about to become a merry band?” Gloomweaver’s deadpan grin was audible.

The blue-haired Ebon did not answer as she closed the notebook, turning to face the crackling fire.  

Neither of them ever moved when camped like this; there was no need to.  No living to appease or comfort with errant movements - a shift of the foot, moving her weight from one side to the other, blinking, breathing, things that living did and comforted them to see in other living things.  To be alive was to move; to be dead was to be still.  

Why then did Siildore’s thumb worry the second digit of her index finger?

“The fire is running low.  I will fetch more wood.”

The blue-haired Ebon rose without a sound, fading into the no-moon night.

Gloomweaver, 

You asked me a question, many months ago, when we sat in front of a fire after my oath to Quel’thelas was ended.  I had received a letter earlier that day from Lirelle; you wished to know it’s contents, while I wanted to wait until night.  We had a long march that day to be clear of the city and I did not wish to have my thoughts clouded with her reply, good or bad.  When I did finally read it, I could not process the answer.  

She did not stay here with us.  She returned to oblivion.  She knew what awaited her, what awaits all who break that veil between life and death, and she deemed that worse than the quiet of the grave.  

As I said, I could not process her answer.  The hunger is real, but it is manageable.  We have unnatural, unsettling powers, but they can be turned to positive ends.  We are made to destroy the world, but we have the choice to save it instead.  You know this as well as I do; we are both students of the Broken Blade.  

I have never seen someone reject this change so thoroughly.  Others have chosen different paths from us, yes, but they have accepted what they are in some small sense.  They have chosen to find an unlife in the circumstances they find themselves in.  They did not choose annihilation.

I know it was not made from cowardice.  Dawnbrook is one of the bravest I have ever had the honor to fight alongside; her courage to face the challenges to come is not and would not have been in question.  She was not insane, nor was she foolhardy.  I may not have always agreed with her reasons, but she had them for why she did what she did in life.  So I must then confront that which I struggle to understand: That she chose to end her second life for a reason.  A reason that I cannot know, for she is no longer around to give it.  

I have found myself thinking of this as of late; during my wanderings I have made my way to Dawn’s Reach, a land that remained neutral in the Phoenix War and belongs to Alarinna Dawnwind, sister to one of our previous order.  She has been dealing with a problem: a witched bog that lives and breathes through a connection between two mystical trees.  To solve the problem, both will have to be destroyed - ending the threat of the bog, the Aldmarsh, while also destroying the source of the Reach’s prosperity.  I do not know what effects this will have on the long-term health of the land and its people, but I do know they will need help.  

This brings me to the purpose and reason of this letter, long-winded that it is (You always tell me to get to the point, but for once I need to ramble on at length to make my point).  I do not know the reason that Lirelle truly had for deciding what she did, but I know that I alone was not enough to prepare her for what she faced.  If she had brothers and sisters, a proper teacher and a place to learn and grow, perhaps she might have made a different decision.  Perhaps not.  What I do know, however, is that the Reach will need time to heal and rebuild, to decide its future and to make that future a reality.  

I have spoken to you before about finding a place for others like us; a place less isolated than Acherus or Undercity and closer to those we call allies and friends.  This could be that place.  There is a bog for those that prefer their privacy, and a cosmopolitan city and miles of farmland for those who wish to reintegrate.  The people here will have need of our unique talents and abilities as well - there are few who know the weaknesses of the undead better than the undead themselves.  And if some still choose oblivion… at least we will know that we made every effort possible to help them, and that they know we will see them on the other side.  

Attached is a map of the Reach and directions.  If you agree with my plan, I will see you when you arrive.

Your friend,

Siildore Frostlotus

#Siildore Frostlotus #WoW #Nevermore Writes #Letters #Lirelle Dawnbrook #Gloomweaver

[delightfullyquirkydoodles]

Day twenty five was Gloomweaver from Sentinels of the Multiverse. ‘Cause nothing says Halloween like an evil deity with control over shadows and a flaming skull for a head.

Note to self: draw more Sentinels characters. Specifically more easy to draw Sentinels characters.

#gloomweaver #sentinels of the multiverse #inktober #inktober 2019 #traditional art #Missy draws and stuff