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lulu2992 · 4 months
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Do I think it’s a shame that, even though the circumstances in which we obtain this weapon suggest it might be hers, we never see Faith use the Sin Eater?
Yes, a little bit.
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doli-nemae · 5 months
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DANGEROUS AND WICKED LASOMBRA IN SHADOW FORM
And Judy with Ipad bc he asked to google if it's going to rain tomorrow
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kroosluvr · 5 months
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sin eater sonnet concept,,, forgiven egotism
more rambles under the cut
wanted to turn her into a brutal berserk animal creature bc shes usually so prim and proper looking
i think she doesn't have any sort of animal inner components though. like inside of her is just venom. like a pitcher plant (so the bramble halo that stabs her abdomen just leaks out that venom)
so like no tongue or anything when she unhinges her jaw open
she clutches sonnet's ingrimm staff like her life depends on it. mid-battle when it breaks/she drops it thats when she goes rwaaah crazy berserk and goes to bite ur head off
bc shes lost the one thing .,, being a healer,,, her white magic.... so now shes just full of pain and sorrow and just has to unleash it somehow
also ingrimm's crystal is usually white but now it's black - the last bit of darkness before the light took over... sonnet's soul,,.,,
the wings on her body are stiff, kinda like tree branches.
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myreia · 2 months
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FEBHYURARY XX: PRIMAL
The final day could not dawn, for there is no dawn in everlasting light. Nevertheless when the hour came, Ryne sought him out. She demanded he not go, tears brimming in her eyes. She clung to him desperately, stumbling over her words as she pressed a cartridge into his hand. Specially charged. Crafted to destroy the one they love, designed to prey on her single weakness. A single shot to the heart and it will all be over. He embraced her as he said his farewells, murmuring words of strength and courage he does not have. She will need it in the coming days. Ryne will be the last after him. The last to remain. The last to survive. He knows he will not return, and yet he must go. Some day soon—for Norvrandt’s are numbered—she will understand. And so he climbs the mountain where the primal lightwarden has made her nest. He cuts through her horde of light-corrupted minions, some distant part of his mind numbly acknowledging the twisted faces of friends he once knew. That is what she does; she does not bring death, but transposition. He does not flinch when their claws sink into him; nor does he pause when he strikes them all down. He is battered and bruised when he reaches the apex. Caked with blood and dirt, his gunblade dulled, his cartridges spent save for one. The air here is stale and still, the scent thick with the stench of primal magicks. She is nowhere to be seen. For a brief moment he wonders if he was mistaken, if she has abandoned her home. His heart beats. One, two. One, two. Blood pulsing in his veins, fear and hope and love thumping in his ears. The last shred of his humanity, and he is oh so alive— The creature with Aureia’s face bursts from below, a storm of ice and fire suspended in each hand. Her eyes glow vermilion in twisted mimicry of her natural deep red. Wings of darkness and light in perfect unison, an equilibrium she never achieved when she lived. Hair purged to white as it had been when she was first infected, the red streaks the only remnants of what it once was. Fingers turned to talons soaked in blood. So familiar, yet so alien—she has become a warped fracture of herself, everything he loved about her burnt out of her by blazing light.   He raises his blade and steels his mind. He has come here to slay her. All it takes is one shot. A shot he does not make. Time slows when the end comes, the passage of his mortal life stretched out in perpetuity. Her claws are a vice grip on his chin, the power of her magic scalding his eyes. She holds him in her unblinking ruby gaze as if transfixed, some memory within her ascended mind recalling what he was to her. He wishes for her to end it. If he but moves just a little… her claws would cut his throat… and he would deprive her of her greatest desire. But as he knows, she does not kill, she transforms. Even in this form her love for him burns fiercely. More fiercely than he can comprehend. It washes over him, powerful, overwhelming, the command to submit tugging at his mind, silencing the purpose he came to this mountain to fulfill— It is all gone in a burst of blue and red. Defeat has never tasted so sickeningly sweet.
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14kuponuts · 4 months
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Eden - First Sin Eater
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swemtpotamtam · 18 days
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Sin eater Dawnheart [Monochrome Recollection]
Shadowbringers has been keeping me in an iron grip so I decided to doodle Niners as a sin eater
------ fun little facts: ------
The gold designs (aside from those that look like scales he usually has) are supposed to resemble liquid gold that was poured on him, signifying that he didn't become a sin eater by choice at all and these additions restrict him
The chains are a nod to him being sorta dragged into a lot of situations in the plot, having little to no say in the matter (not that he doesn't want to help people, on the contrary, he is extremely eager to save and protect, but sometimes he is forced to do so)
The loincloth-like piece of clothing is supposed to have this texture of feathers covered in wax
And last, but not least, his Au Ra horns turned into smaller wings, resting in the same position as his horns would be in
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demitsorou · 1 year
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Myrgan, but Shark, and Big Sin-Eater Shark.
Did you know electric eels are not true eels but are actually knifefish?
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aidigitalfun · 3 months
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Sin Eater
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starryscale-art · 6 months
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some more lightwarden eater!jai for fun :) (feat his boss name/boss title)
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There are spiders in my brain that tell me to make Hannibal posters. They whisper into my cerebral cortex.
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frogtax · 7 months
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dude stop you're getting sin eater juice all over the floor seriously stop it omg
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shiroesuna · 10 months
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𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝐼’𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒
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doli-nemae · 7 months
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Greetings, today I bring you my Sin-Eater nun Sister Judy who is chilling in church with absolutely not a lasombra Deacon that belongs to @clericnortke
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liketheinferno2 · 1 year
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Emet-Selch and Sin Eater WoL for @unlawfulroach 🕺
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horseshoe-bay-ledger · 4 months
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NANCY DREW || 4x10: The Ballad of Lives Foregone
"That was the right sin."
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blucifer08 · 2 months
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I re designed Naru's sin eater form ! I like this version a lot better, the purple is a lot more visually interesting to me than having the color scheme be only gold+white. She's the fnial boss of the Amaurot dungeon, in my canon.
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