#humble warrior

[fanfic-gremlin-ft-trauma]

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@zukki-week day four: blue spirit x Kyoshi warrior(s) shenanigans <333

#zukka #atla #zuko x sokka #zukka fanart #atla fanart #zukki #zukki fanart #sokka x zuko x suki #sukka fanart #sokka x suki #suki x zuko #zukki week 2023 #oooohhhh I was excited abt this one #I love Kyoshi warrior Sokka x blue spirit Zuko but adding suki…. literally dream come true #Ty for the zukki week op for opening my brains to the possibilities of which I was previously blind #anyway enjoy my humble delivery <3

[starstruck-shadowsight]

Porn Bots quick! What’s your opinion on the current sociopolitical climate of Thunder clan

#There are so many of themmmm #This screenshot isn't even half of them btw #I am but a humble warrior cats blog please leave me alone

[hubristicassholefight]

Swordswoman Showdown Round 2 Part 1

Utena Tenjou (Revolutionary Girl Utena) vs Xena (Xena: Warrior Princess)

(Better here in a "preferred character" sense, not "who would win in a fight")

Propaganda below cut

Utena Tenjou

She is a duelist in the duel games who fights so she can become a prince! (But is that really such a good idea?); This show is my favorite this ever and she has so much gender inside her. So much. Lesbian and butch in training. By the end I'm in tears and I want her to be okay. She's so powerful but in the end how powerful can any of us be?

Was battle girlfriends with Anthy. Beat other students in sword duels to “win” Anthy.

Xena

Warrior Princess

She wields a sword and chakram. Just had to submit a biconic swordswoman.

i love her. she made me gay as a kid. Anyway, her weapon of choice is her sword, she is obviously very good with it

#gang this one hurt your humble mod personally #utena tenjou #revolutionary girl utena #xena #xena: warrior princess #swordswoman showdown #poll #official #round 2

[lesbianlotties]

#my humble contribution to the wn fandom 🙏 sorry if it hasn't been done before... also i'll probably make more :D #warrior nun #avatrice #ava silva #sister beatrice #sister camila #sister lilith #shotgun mary #mother superion #sister yasmine #and everyone else #wn #ava x beatrice #beatrice x ava

[mimble-sparklepudding]

FFXIV Vanilla Gpose Challenge!

Job.

Well done, Humble! You are an unholy terror on the battlefield - and I mean that in the most flattering way.

#vanilla gpose #humble soapstone #ffxiv warrior #roegadyn #ffxivvanilla24 #vanillagpose24

[crazylittlejester]

i think the funniest thing to me about writing a fic with my headcanon that wars has chronic low blood sugar is the fact that while writing, i got so distracted that I didn’t realize how low MY blood sugar got

#me giggling and kicking my feet torturing the blorbo just to realize i was… accidentally also torturing myself- #i got humbled real quick #linked universe #linkeduniverse #warriors linked universe #linked universe warriors #lu wars #lu warriors #jes talks

[daisychainsandbowties]

Can't stop thinking about Tomb Raider AU, Ava's first kill which is more of an accident really. The man on top of her, squeezing tight at her throat. A rock to the temple, maybe the broken end of one of her arrows parting the soft stretch of flesh right under his jaw. A spray of blood - arterial? - on her. Her first reaction even though he was doing his best to kill her, to try and stem the flow. A red rain on her fingers, staining her soul with the unspeakable sin of a life cut short.

Ava scrubbing her hands with whatever she can find after. The fast waters of a stream running downhill, swirling pink. Maybe it's the blood. Maybe just the sunset.

Beatrice, meanwhile, methodical and ruthless, compartmentalizing each death but still keeping score. Secret, unholy tally engraved into the back of her occipital bone, and she can almost feel each ghostly notch whenever she cups the nape of her neck, working to loosen muscles turned to stone by another night spent on the ground.

Growing more frantic as the days go by, trying to remember how many rations they put in each pack, telling herself that at least there's plenty of water. Ava has to be alive.

And then stumbling onto the place where Ava had been ambushed. Her stomach dropping when she spots the body, prone. Relief after she turns it over, her eyes alighting on the arrow that juts out of the man's throat. Gray and blue fletching that she'd recognize anywhere. She'd been the one who introduced Ava to a bow, who'd taught her how to make her own.

The arrow, a bloodied, broken compass to guide the both of them home.

Ava, who rescues rats from the bowels of the ship and lets them off on shore. who touches even Lilith so gently when she sidles past her in the kitchen, even when she notices Lilith grinning as she sips from-

“MY FAVORITE MUG?”

gentle Ava who washes up on the beach alone in the middle of the storm, who waits for morning to go up into the trees.

Ava, pinned underneath a man snarling at her in Portuguese but no breath in her lungs to say “wait, i can understand you."

and just- lashing out, lashing up. a star reaching its way back into heaven, or Icarus crawling out of the ocean dragging his broken limbs and his broken wings behind him.

blood on her face, in her mouth, gumming her lashes together - and what did Bea say about it? how arterial blood is bright brilliant red and venous blood is darker, breathless, deoxygenated. she thinks of it in brushstrokes, limping away through the trees, scrubbing at her eyes with her forearm until the skin is streaky and red.

is this how Icarus felt? tilting his chin to kiss Apollo as the wax ran molten down his arms, as his wings unfurled and then unfurled.

she used to sit on the deck with Beatrice when her intrepid archaeologist needed air and light. how she would sink slowly into Ava’s side. a different kind of capsizing.

nothing to be afraid of.

Ava staring up at the sky and telling her, “if we were sailing in the 1600s i’d be a rigging monkey.”

“mmm?” soft, sleepy, turning her face to look at Ava with that sly strand of hair slipping down to touch her cheek.

“yeah, flitting through the ropes and the sails and the mast, dangling up there in calm weather or in windy weather.” she closed her eyes, "i'd be so unbelievably sexy."

a soft huff. not a denial.

“rigging monkeys were fragile things.” Bea unpicking Ava’s fingers where she held them in a loose fist.

maybe they’d had a beer, or two, and in that moment Bea looked as fascinated by the shape of Ava’s knuckles as she did looking at her books, or the horizon. “they…um… often fell into the water, or down onto the deck. from such a height…”

she trailed off, looking troubled.

Ava swallowed the urge to dip down and kiss her forehead, to smooth those lines of worry with her mouth. “yeah but in this scenario you’d be our navigator, so you’d never turn us toward a hurricane or a lightning storm. we’d just breeze right along and i’d get to sunbathe on the mainmast.”

Beatrice paused, her thumb poised to run over the slope of Ava’s fingers. (she’s just tactile, that’s all. there’s nothing else to it)

“sometimes you have to sail into a storm.” Bea shook her head, folded her hands back into her lap, “otherwise the storm will catch up to you.”

Ava ran from the beach as soon as she could walk, run, snatching Bea’s backpack from a pile of washed-up cargo. she’d heard gunshots in the night, huddled under the broken hull of a rowboat with crabs shifting in the shadows.

she thought about smashing one of them with a rock, to eat, but she couldn’t do it.

and she tried to outpace the storm, but it found her.

a body lurching out of the trees, quiver of arrows on his back, beating her down with the slope of the bow. straddling her and how she beat helplessly at him like she used to strain against the stubbornness of her body as it healed, as sensation returned and the nuns it as an excuse to pinch, to scratch her with their nails.

screaming, wordless, savage. trying to reach his eyes and then the tightening of his hands around her neck. Bea telling her the count you start in your head when someone strangles you.

“pfft, i can hold my breath for ages.”

“your brain can’t.”

reaching up - and she’s always reaching up. guilty dreams of Beatrice slowly dipping down to capture her mouth.

Ava reaches, feels something snap off in her hand. later, she’ll turn it over and over in her hands. an arrow, poorly made, with wet wood, but the head sharpened like someone went at it with a stone night after night. it makes her think of prayer, of what she might pray for here if she didn’t have the hazy hope of bea, bea, bea.

she tried to plug his face with her hands, fingers grazing up against broken teeth as he coughed gouts of blood down onto her. hands around her throat loosening and that first flood of breath threaded with the leak of his life.

the weight of him crushing the air from her lungs. so she hooked her legs around his like Beatrice showed her, using her hips to flip him onto his back.

and then he drowned.

on his own blood and she should have known, should have thought of it, but she just ripped up his shirt with bare bloody fingernails and pressed it into the wound. his eyes - dirty blue like the water under piers - roaming wild over her face.

and then he died.

she pushed off his body, falling back into the leaf litter. sticky length of arrowhead still clenched in one fist.

back in the orphanage, she used to spend hours just thinking. clinging like fire to every fact she learned, every paragraph Diego struggled to read to her.

daylight dreams of Michelangelo lying flat underneath his ceiling, paint dripping into his eyes, squinting at the shadows. the absolute quiet sometimes, at night maybe, holding up a candle to see the colors without the bruising brightness of god’s eye.

he’s looking now, she thinks, dipping her hands into the cold tonguing motion of a stream. leaves flicking past in the current, blood ribboning into threads of muted gold.

#tomb raider au #avatrice #warrior nun #DREN!!!!! holy shit this made me insane #god the drumbeat of death on beatrice's occipital bone #the visceral tinge of it all!!!! #bea finding out that's ava's really REALLY alive when she finds a corpse. finding life in death #aaaaaahhhhh absolutely losing my mind #i cannot do justice to what you wrote but please accept my humble attempt #kendrene

[molagboop]

I would very much like to infoblast about Raven Beak's powersuit upgrade library with all the optimizations, QoL tweaks, security features, and the myriad integration systems Samus is currently lacking with her babby suit, but alas. Time restrictions.

#txt #not art #don't get me wrong it's a good suit. but samus is running on old hardware (ruins test suit) that's literally been dissected (Fusion) #and augmented by comparatively inferior (at least in Raven Beak's 'humble' opinion) GalFed tech #and she's had her arsenal stripped down to the hard-coded essentials more times than should be possible for any reasonable warrior #barring the whole 'Metroid powers ate my firmware updates' thing from Dread #Raven Beak looks at that technical hodge podge of a suit which can apparently have some features remotely restricted by the Feds at will #and he's like 'girl you need an upgrade' #he can understand the whole Metroid DNA eating your suit thing but the rest of it he chalks up to the powersuit equivalent #of a faulty hard drive being dropped on the hard dirty ground and all of the data within going the way of the Titanic #he's like a gazillion years old so all he sees is an eight year old dropping their Gameboy Advance SP with Pokemon Crystal in the game slot #staring blankly at the screen as they boot up the system to find that their entire save is gone

[muppetcube]

Okay. Liveblogging rereading my horrible warrior cats oc story from 2015 that i posted on my very public Instagram and drew art for. It's called "Beefur's Wish" .

#we all start somewhere and kids do stuff we cringe at later this is to keep me humble . also because i feel i owe it to baby rj to redraw #these characters that i absolutely loved #warrior cats #oc #original character #warrior cats oc #good lord lets do this

[pelipper]

Trick or treat! 🎃🦇☠️🌕🐈‍⬛

Happy Halloween! You get +1 cat picture. 🐱🖤

#pixel-warrior #max answers #please accept this humble offering #cats of tumblr #my cat #rise the cat #this is an old photo and she's since passed but looking at this brings me much joy #my photos

[phoenixkaptain]

I am choosing to never get over Marth’s supports in FE Warriors.

Specifically: Marth and Ryoma.

Just, what’s up with that opener? “You carry yourself with such grace for one so young,” Ryoma, please. And Marth’s response is to completely ignore that part and focus instead on Ryoma mentioning he fights well (Ryoma’s next line)

Every time anyone compliments Marth in this game, he either completely ignores the comment or turns the compliment on whoever he’s speaking with.

Ryoma: “You’re swordsmanship is impressive.”

Marth: “I have a long way to go before my swordsmanship reaches your level of skill.”

This seems to be a common trait of Marth, throughout his appearances. He’s a humble character, who prefers to downplay whatever he’s done to focus on his allies’ achievements. This holds true for his comments in Heroes, too, where he says all of his accomplishments are thanks to his allies.

Depending on how you play Fire Emblem, this could very well be completely true!

Anyway, I love Marth’s inflections when he speaks. I don’t know how to explain it completely, but he is… awkward? He’s very formal, and his tone is polite even when he’s arguing with Caeda. Awkward isn’t the right word, maybe stilted?

(While discussing voices and Fire Emblem characters, I want to briefly touch on Xander’s voice, which does not fit him. He sounds like a frail, little old man. Or, maybe he just isn’t pronunicating as much as characters like Xander or his own siblings? Either way, it is always a shock to me when I hear his voice)

I like Marth’s support with Tiki especially. In every support he has with absolutely anyone, he comes across as kind of motherly? Like, he just supports their decisions and is very gentle while he leads them away from exaggerating. With Tiki, his tone is very brotherly. He’s very obliging to her. It’s very funny that he tells Tiki that he knew they’d be fine when he heard she showed up.

The way Marth talks to the others, I mean aside from Xander and Ryoma, really implies that when he’s nervous, he covers it by speaking more politely. He uses less contractions, which is a shorthand way of making a character feel more refined. And he enunciates very crisply. Alongside his tone, his conversations with people he views as intimidating, like Xander and Ryoma, make him appear more stilted than Marth actually is.

Marth is a very stilted speaker, but he’s also charming? In a very blunt way. I like his conversation with Lyn, because he manages to call her beautiful without making it sound flirtatious. A wonderful talent, I wish I had that.

But also, the way he speaks to Celica and Lyn both is very interesting. Most people would get upset at Celica, since she basically questions all of his life choices, but he’s very calm about it. He doesn’t get upset with her like he does when Caeda suggests he sit off on the side. He doesn’t get frustrated at all. And it’s clear that she sees Alm in Marth, and I think the implication is that Marth knows her complaints aren’t really about him.

But, with both Lyn and Celica, with everyone really but they make fine examples, he is obliging. With Celica, he basically says “I have to fight because that’s the path I’ve chosen, but you have taught me to focus on peace after the fighting’s done.” With Lyn, “I’ll mentor you and you’ll mentor me.” His compliments just sound like a mother to me. I mean, he tells Lyn she’s beautiful in her own way, he is such a mother-

I admittedly am not sure of how old Marth is supposed to be in this game. A lot of characters talk about him being impressive for his age, but what is his age? The number 16 sticks with me, and I looked it up and yeah, no, he’s like 16. He is, by far, the youngest mother protagonist in the series. I think he might be closer, in Warriors at least, to 17 or 18, since Celica’s dialogue implies Marth’s war lasts for years, and Marth says that they’re right in the thick of it. (Not his exact phrasing.) As well, he knows Tiki already, so it has to be somewhat far into the game.

Marth is a fascinating character to dissect the conversations of. It’s difficult for me to feel like I’m speaking in character, because Marth doesn’t act his age even slightly.

The closest we get to Marth acting 16 is probably his conversation with Frederick. He says, “I don’t need anyone to hold my hand,” which would seem out of character if not for the context: Frederick is trying to clean up after Marth. Marth gets a bit flustered because of the implication that Frederick might view him as needing his hand held, like Frederick is viewing him as a child. Even so, he’s very graceful with his complaints, and one might not notice why he’s upset, or the implications behind why he’s upset at least, upon first viewing.

Warriors does a terrible job with height. How tall are these people? You’re trying to tell me that Marth is similar in height to Xander, Chrom, Lucina, Celica, Lyn, and Tiki? All at the same time? I don’t believe you.

I do, however, believe that Marth is relatively small. First: he’s young enough and his voice is high enough for me to be reasonably convinced that he hasn’t had his last growth spurt yet. Second: Lucina is consistently mistaken for Marth, and seeing her next to him, she is similar in build to him. Even if she wasn’t, however, Chrom and Lissa are both direct descendants of him too, and neither of them are exactly huge. Third: Marth grew up in a castle, but only for the most part. For a large portion of the years he would have spent growing, he was on the run or fighting in a war. This almost certainly stunted his growth, at least a bit. Fourth: Marth is bad at horse-riding. He mentions it in Heroes, but specifically, he says he needs help getting on and off of a horse.

Marth is smol. The prosecution rests.

This whole post started because I think it’s really funny that Ryoma calls Marth graceful. His exact word is “graceful.” And, don’t get me wrong, Marth certainly is, that fact is undisputed by any source material, Marth is a graceful person— it’s still really funny that Ryoma comments on it! Technically, I suppose you could view Lyn as commenting on it too. I mean, she says he holds himself “nobly” —which does make it a bit funny that she then asks Marth to teach her to act more like a noble, she really just sees him as embodying the word, huh — but you could view it as her calling him graceful without using that word.

Ofher characters’ reactions to Marth truly are very amusing. They often say “someone like you.” Lucina and Chrom are my favourite examples, because they both are SO pumped to meet Marth. Lucina is fangirling so hard!

(Lucina mentions that she thought of Marth as different than he actually is, like her mental image of him was off I mean, and it has the same vibes to me as Shen Qingqiu seeing Liu Qingge. Don’t ask questions, just take it and go-)

Chrom’s support is fun in that Marth says “I get so caught up in helping others that I forget my own safety.” Celica’s support is fun in that she says she wants to pray for him and he says, “I’ll see that your prayers are answered.” (Which, I mean, he’s kind of likening himself to a god, but I think Marth just doesn’t really get religion? I think he just doesn’t understand that gods answer prayers.) Xander’s support is funny because Xander says he has a lot of work to go to live up to his father and Marth says, “I can’t imagine someone more imposing than you.”

All in all, Marth truly is a fascinating character. I have spent so much of my time thinking about Marth, time I will never get back, and I do not regret a single second.

#the inane ramblings of a madman #fire emblem #marth fe #xander fe #ryoma fe #lyn fe #celica fe #tiki fe #caeda fe #chrom fe #lucina fe #fire emblem warriors #hello and welcome #to overthinking marth 101 #where we 1 overthink marth #and 2 love marth #i am but a humble marth enthusiast #enthusiastically showing you my marth pinboard #where i have systematically dissected almost everything he says and what others say to / about him #i am not obsessed #i am normal #i promise just look at my pinboard #long post #very long post

[sisterdivinium]

Those are dreadful hours, yet she delights in them as she does in the blood of men, God forgive her; there is danger and here comes death, a battalion of horsemen riding the apocalypse itself coming to slay them —

But beside her stands the blasphemer in brilliant white, in soul if no longer in dress, and Superion cedes to Suzanne, nun to woman, sage to beast.

And her hands are dirtied with blood and her faith is filthy with heresy and she should not desire, should not touch…

But she does, and when Jillian Salvius sees her she is lost.

#doctor superion #warrior nun #warrior nun drabble #mother superion #i'm tired with all that's been happening so i don't have any comments to offer on this #but here. have something. a fan's humble show of creativity. the things that really make this fandom rather than men fucking up #narratives and similar #actually now that i think of it the idea of delighting in the blood of men is VERY APPROPRIATE right now lol #this drabble has been drafted for some two weeks lol the prescience #and yes there is a xena influence here. i've been thinking about xena lately. you'll understand why in some weeks...

[r0semultiverse]

It strikes me as very unhealthy that some people make their entire personalities hating marginalized people. Imagine making your entire basis of being just being a hater. That sounds fucking exhausting.

#just strikes me as like wow I hope something very unfortunate happens to you that humbles you irl or you just learn to be a better person #half the things these cringey keyboard warriors say they'd get kicked out of the store I worked at irl for #being this disruptive & thinking its okay SMH #yall wish you were as oppressed as you fantasize about #cry me a river; I bathe in your tears & see them as a victory #actual cringe culture is these bozos making hating on trans people & others their entire personalities #this is a post without me getting into all the details & things; other people on here talk about it plenty & with more words but just this #is what is simply comes down too; yall must be so damn tired trying to be haters all the time; absolute cringe lifestyle choice #losers out here acting like an image of Shadow the hedgehog with a gun is oppressing them LMAO bro I wish it was at this point #mine #op

[nonbinaryriverclan]

So I saw a blue-haired boy Crossin the road the other day I didn't say much of anything

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Hey, blue-haired boy Please come back my way I finally know what to say to you

-Blue Haired Boy by Madilyn Mei

#hello tumblr here is my humble offering #they are in the void because I can’t do backgrounds #couldn’t figure out where Leaf’s legs would be so I figured they’d be underneath her and didn’t draw them #didn’t have any ages in mind uhh #leafpool #crowfeather #leafcrow #<- I guess? I don’t ship them but might want to tag just in case #haven’t read the books in ages just thinking about them #might delete later #also tumblr isn’t letting me make the whole thing italics #sorry #warrior cats #warriors #warrior cats art #windys art container

[mimble-sparklepudding]

Humble Blacksmith

It is in the fires and on the anvils of blacksmiths that weapons and tools of metal are crafted. Their work is in demand far and wide, whether it be hammering the blade of a sword at the forge, or whetting the edge of an axe at camp.

Extra bonus Humble pictures as I am very sad at the moment and he makes me happy. Please don't make jokes about getting pounded on the anvil, as he's easily embarassed.

#humble soapstone #ffxiv #ffxiv wol #ffxiv oc #ff14 #ffxiv gpose #warrior of light #roegadyn #final fantasy 14 #final fantasy xiv #ff14 ffxiv #gpose

[brown-little-robin]

If a story's superman outfit doesn't have a cape that looks like Ma Kent sewed it, I don't trust the creators with his character.

#MA! KENT! TAUGHT THE BOY TO SEW! #put some RESPECT on his humble origins pLEASE #also he's the son of SCIENTISTS not royalty #he's not an awesome warrior he's a guy in a red cape so that he can be spotted like a first responder okay??? #I don't care if you want to make him cooler #he's cool because he's KIND okay #he's cool because he TAKES OFF HIS HOMEMADE CLOAK #wraps it around a LITTLE CHILD #and goes back home and either MAKES ANOTHER or ASKS HIS MA TO MAKE ONE because he has a DINNER WITH LOIS #clark kent #superman #Robin speaks